#sehun x you

[jongbross]

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

pairing: oh sehun x female reader

word count: 3,4k

genre: smut, maybe angst? idk

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"oh, so now i'm stupid?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"no, it was our dinner!"

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

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

"then what's the point?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"what did you say?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"who?", he asked.

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

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

"who?", he repeated.

so you sighed, defeated.

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

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

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

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

(...)

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

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

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

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

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

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

"doing what?"

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

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

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

"all of a sudden?"

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

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

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

"nope."

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

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

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

"i'm not lying."

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

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

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

you shrugged, looking outside the window for a moment.

"he did a bit", you replied. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

gosh, he loved your lips.

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

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

"sehun-"

"i said get in."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"take off, all of it."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"i got you", he said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

so you got what he meant.

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

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

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

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

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

"i kinda deserved that."

"it was cold, though."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"maybe..."

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

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

sehun smiled, pecking your lips.

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

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

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

#oh sehun x reader #sehun x reader #exo imagines #exo scenarios #sehun imagines #oh sehun imagines #exo smut #sehun smut #oh sehun smut #exo #exo fanfic #sehun fanfic #oh sehun #sehun #sehun x you #sehun x y/n

[jaemmphilia]

★ 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘷𝘦: 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘵

★ kinktober 2023 - masterlist ★ includes: sehun ★ warnings: explicit content, reader has a sweat kink, sehun is a sweaty boy. sehun's sweat smells neutral (no stinky boys allowed) © triplejracha, 2023. please do not copy to any other platform.

Sehun is drenched.

His shirt is sticking to his skin in the most uncomfortable way, beads of sweat dripping down the side of his face. No matter how many times he wipes his face to get rid of the sweat but it keeps rolling down his body.

He finishes his daily run and enters his apartment that he shares with you. Kicking off his shoes, he goes to the bedroom to take a shower. He sees you laying in bed just as you were when he left less than an hour ago. This time around, you're awake and scrolling on your phone.

You sit up in bed and stretch, the blanket falling off your bare upper body. You look at Sehun with a sleepy smile on your face, your eyes noticing that he's sweating like crazy. Something in your brain tells you to jump his bones.

You decide to grab him while his back is turned to you, your arms reaching out to tug him onto the bed, your nose tucked into his neck. You hold onto his damp body tightly, not allowing him to escape your hold.

"Babe, what are you doing? I'm all gross and sweaty!" Sehun says, laughing as you breathe in his scent, your hair tickling his neck.

"Mmh, I don't care. I like it when you're sweaty." You mutter into his neck, placing kisses on his salty skin. "I wanna ride you."

"Can you at least wait until I take a shower?" Sehun questions, watching as you push him down onto the bed before straddling him.

"If we do that, then you'll just have to take another shower, and that's wasteful." You point out, grinding against his lap. "Besides, we could just shower together."

Sehun wants to disagree with you but he knows that you're right in this situation. He allows you to continue your actions, watching as you rid him of his jogging shorts and underwear.

You slip off your own pair of underwear, your hands working Sehun's cock until he's mostly hard. You sit on his dick, letting out a soft moan as you do. As you swivel your hips slowly, you lean down to lick at your boyfriend's sweaty chest.

Goosebumps form on Sehun's skin as your tongue glides along his pecs and nipples. He isn't used to getting this much stimulation all at once, so he tries to not cum too soon like a horny teen.

You begin to pick up the pace of your hips, your tongue lapping up any traces of sweat left on Sehun's body. It's truly addicting, the way he smells and tastes despite going on a 2 hour long run.

It doesn't take long for Sehun to lose control, his cock emptying inside your walls, filling you to the brim. The feeling of his warm cum coating your insides is enough to bring you to completion, your cock leaking on the valley of his stomach.

Sehun had no idea you were so addicted to his sweat, but he's definitely not complaining about it.

#💘 written by tjr #👻 kinktober 2023 #kpop x male reader #kpop x reader #male reader #exo x reader #exo x male reader #exo smut #sehun #exo sehun #sehun x reader #sehun x you #sehun x male reader

[jonglo]

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

Thanks

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

Sehun as your boyfriend !

Warnings: brief nsfw?? not explicit

where do I even start LMAOOO

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

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

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

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

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

you also turn into his target audience

anything to make you laugh

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

in person he definitely ends every sentence with i love you

it slips off the tongue always.

"you know i love you, right?" everyday

no literally, everyday.

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

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

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

you always end up coming over.

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

omg and little pecks on his face

he's obsessed

as for dates

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

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

just wants to show you everything

you are literally his personal hype person

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

the type to fake his own demise at that very second

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

just kidding LMAOOO

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

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

after the first fight he does explain himself more often.

he just doesn't separate play from seriousness sometimes.

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

out of habit of course

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

he actually shows you off all the time

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

everyone.

the type to send you pictures of anything and everything.

pictures of the road.

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

kind of like his instagram.

literally mid conversation too just pics of a empty cup.

say omg wow and you can continue the conversation.

now as far as nsfw...

ill leave it at power bottom

and mirrors.

mirrors every single time.

thats all

if you want i can do a nsfw part two

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

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

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

[eomayas]

firsts • osh [req]

req: hii! can i request sleeping in the same bed with sehun for the first time? established relationship or fwb or whatever inspires you :) love all of your writing!

pairing: sehun x f reader, established relationship

synopsis: reader decides to take it to the next level with sehun

genre: fluff & smut 18+ MINORS DNI!!!!

warnings: smut, swearing, p in v, oral (m & f receiving) aftercare, lots of kissing/making out lmao, sweet sehun, chanyeol cameo

a/n: ahhh thanks for the sehun req 🥰 hope you enjoy 🩷 thanks for your support!!

despite the many compromising positions you and sehun have been found in, you’ve never actually had sex. you’ve never actually done a lot of the things that you think most people assume, like sleeping over or going all the way. sure, you’ve fooled around but it’s never been full on sex.

like every time you’re sitting on his lap, making out, you guys are giggling. you playfully bite his bottom lip and and release it, looking down at him with a smile. “you’re cute,” you say, running a hand through his hair.

“i know,” he says, putting his hands underneath your shirt to rest on your hips. you roll your eyes at him and go back to kissing him, loosely wrapping your arms around his neck. you press yourself closer, your chest against his.

sehuns hands move you higher against your back, near the back of your bra. you’re ready to pull your shirt off until his roommate and best friend, chanyeol, comes out of his bedroom and into the living room. “sehun, what do we need for the apart-“ he cuts himself off when he sees the both of you on the couch. “he has s bedroom, you know.” chanyeol says.

“just get more cereal,” sehun says, his hands sliding to the front of your body, dragging down your stomach and to the top of your pants.

chanyeol cringes at the two of you and snatches his keys off of the counter. “just text me, dude,” he says, and leaves the apartment.

you two go back to making out, you lightly grinding against him. sehun scoots forward and wraps your legs around his waist tighter, and gets up from the couch. his hands rest on your ass so he can carry you down the hall to his bedroom.

sehun tosses you onto the bed and watches you bounce around with a smile on his face. sehun pulls off his shirt and you don’t mind since you’re now alone in his house. “you’re hot,” you say when he hovers over you, settling in between your legs on the bed.

“you’re hotter,” he replies, putting a hand on your hip and reconnecting your lips. he starts messing with the waistband on your pants, and you lift your hips up so he can pull them down.

sehun presses two fingers against your clothed pussy, feeling the dampness before he pushes them to the side and drags a finger up your slit. “always nice and wet for me,” he mutters, dipping two fingers into your core. he slips in easily, your gummy walls contracting around him.

you let out a content sigh as he starts pumping his fingers in and out of you. “you’re so good to me, hunnie,” you moan when he starts rubbing your clit with his thumb. “hunnie.” you breathe, propping yourself up to look at him.

“talk to me, pretty,” he says, curling his fingers and making you yelp. “that’s it? you liked that?” he questions, adding a third finger and stretching you out nicely. you flop back on the bed, gathering his sheets in your hand.

not removing his hand from between your legs. sehun comes up to your neck, biting and sucking on the soft skin. you start to press you legs together and he pulls back to look into your eyes. “keep your legs open, baby. i know you’re close,” he says, giving your lips a sweet kiss, a stark contrast to the way he’s currently finger fucking you. “that’s right, cmon, y/n.” sehun praises, pumping his fingers into you quicker.

you hold onto his shoulders and clench around his fingers, your arousal gushing out of you. you expect him to stop, but he doesn’t, and you instead rubs you clit with his thumb, his fingers still moving about you. “sehun, sehun!” you cry, your breathing heavy.

“oh shit. look at at that,” he says, his voice amazed when you come again, squirting onto his hands, sheets, and abdomen. your legs shake and your stomach tightens. “look at the mess you made.” he says, but he’s not upset. no, he’s impressed, and is looking to do it again, but you tap on his back to get him to stop.

when you relax from your second orgasm, he pulls his fingers out of you with a squelching sound, a string of cum connected from you pussy to his fingers. you can only watch him through a lustful haze as he sucks on his fingers before wiping them on the bed. sehun leans down and kisses you, and you ignore the way you can taste him on your tongue. “gross,” you mumble, pulling away from him and kissing his cheek.

“what? i think you taste good,” he says, putting most of his body weight on you. you wrap your arms around his torso, fingers splayed across his back.

“i’m flattered,” you say, deadpan. he scoffs and tickles your side, making your squeal and squirm underneath him. “ok, sehun! stop, please!” you beg, pushing at his shoulders. he lets up and goes back to your mouth, swallowing up the rest of your giggles. you entangle your legs and stay like that, making out on bed for awhile.

his erection pressing rock solid against your thigh becomes too much to ignore, especially when he grinds down against you. “sehun,” you say, your voice low. you move your hands to the front of him, pressing gently against his dick in his sweats. a small gasp leaves your lips at the feeling of him.

you’ve given him head before, so you know how big he is, but it still always shocks you. you struggle with even blowing him, always ending up in tears and with a sore jaw.

“hmm?” he mumbles, and you can feel him tensing, holding himself back from humping your leg. you put one hand on the side of his face, gently stroking his skin with your thumb. he looks down at you, and you know what he needs. you move from underneath him and get on your knees below him.

he quickly pulls down his sweats and boxers, letting his long member bob freely. precum drips from the tip, and you smear it over his dick. letting out a deep breath, you stroke him a few times before opening your mouth and wrapping your lips around him.

a heavy sigh escapes sehun, and he moves jaír out of your face, holding it back for you. “relax, y/n. take your time,” he says soothingly. it what he always says when you suck him off, because you try to do too much too soon.

you manage to relax and get a decent pace going, but after awhile, the gagging starts to burn and your jaw starts to feel sore. you use your hands to pump what doesn’t fit, and you power through giving him head. your lash line fills with tears (like always), and you let them fall.

sehuns moaning and his grip on your hair let you know that he’s close, and you pull out every trick in the book to get him to finish, partially so he can feel good and partially because your mouth hurts. “oh—fuck, shit, y/n!” he groans, his grip on your hair tight.

more tears fall as you take him as far as you can and pull him back out, swirling your tongue around the tip and doing it again. when he finally comes, it’s in your mouth, and you sit back on your heels as you swallow. sehun pants on the bed, but holds his hands out to you, and you pull yourself up. “you did good, baby,” he says, pulling you onto his lap. he kisses your forehead and wipes the rest of you tears, gently massaging the back of your neck. “are you doing okay?” he asks, his voice gentle.

you nod and kiss his lips. “i’m fine, you just have a huge dick,” you say and he snorts because that’s the only way to put it.

“and you take it like a champ.” he compliments, kissing you deeply, not caring that he just nutted in your mouth. though neither of you have said it yet, you know that’s got to be love, because it’s gross.

it doesn’t take long for you to feel sehuns erection under your leg again, but this time he pulls away and speaks first. “you don’t have to do anything, y/n. i can deal with it,” he says, looking into your eyes intensely.

but you know you want to, because you’re comfortable with sehun. he never pushes you more than what you’re comfortable with, and lets you take your time. he’s never pressured you for sex, nor does he expect you two to have it every time you see each other.

you shake your head. “i want to,” you say, playing with the hem of your shirt, not looking at him. sehun gently tilts your chin so you have to look at him.

“are you sure?” he asks, his thumb moving back and forth on your jaw.

“yes,” you say, leaning into his feather like touch. he smiles at you and kisses you once more. you take off your shirt and let him unhook your bra and slide off your underwear the rest of the way.

you start to raise yourself up but he stops you. “woah, y/n. i dont think you should be on top for your first time,” he says with a light laugh, kissing your nose.

“oh,” you mutter, your face flushing as your roll off of him and onto the bed. sehun gets up and goes to his dresser and grabs a condom. you tell yourself to be calm and normal, and that it’ll be fine because sehun is sweet and kind, and you really like him. “sehun?” you say once he comes back, standing in front of you at the end of the bed.

“yes?” he says, his hands resting on your knees. you start to open your mouth but close it, slightly shaking your head. “y/n, if you don’t want to do this, it’s fine. i promise.” he reassures, placing a kiss on your kneecap.

but you’re not nervous to have sex as much as you used to be; you know sehun likes you for you. but you’re more nervous about the feeling and the inevitable pain that is going to come with him being hung. “i want to, hunnie. i just don’t want it to hurt. i mean, i don’t even think you’re gonna fit,” you say, intertwining your fingers.

sehun cant hold back his laugh and you scoff. “it’s not funny, sehun!” you whine.

“baby, i’m not laughing at you, i just think it’s funny that you’ve told me that my dick is big like three times tonight,” he says, and you shrug. “and it probably will hurt, but i’ll go slow.” he says and you nod, biting your lip.

“what if you don’t fit?”

he tilts his head to the side, a derisive smirk on his face. “your mouth isn’t that big, but you managed,” he says and you face burns with embarrassment and shock.

“fuck off,” you mutter, but you feel better about having him in this way. sehun rolls the condom on and parts your legs, reminding you to relax. he gives you one last reassuring kiss before lining himself up with your entrance.

when he pushes the head of his dick in, you suck in a breath and give him the greenlight to keep going. the stretch starts to hurt when he pushes in a few inches deeper, and you’re yanking onto the sheets with your eyes squeezed shut. “fuck, hunnie, are you all the way in?” you whimper.

he glances down at where you two connect and feels guilty when he says, “i’m barely halfway.”

“oh god,” you cry out, feeling like you want to thrash around. “just do something, please!” you say. sehun decides to start moving himself in and out, getting deeper each time he pushes in so you can start adjusting.

soon, the pain that you once felt dissipates and starts to feel good. the tears on your cheeks dry, and you start moaning out his name, not holding back. “hunnie, you feel so good!” you say, your hold on the sheets loosening and moving to pull his face down to your lips. “faster, baby, please.” you moan, and he obliges.

“fuck, baby,” sehun groans, his balls slapping against your ass every time he thrusts into you. “cmon, look at me. you’re doing so well, y/n.” he says, his sweet words making you swoon.

you open you eyes and look into his, and you whimper at his loving gaze. he moves to grab your hands and interlock your fingers so your arms are pinned against the bed as he rams into you.

sehuns dick twitches inside of you. his thrusts don’t let up, and you get a knot in your stomach. “shit, y/n, i’m about to come. are you close?” he pants out. you mewl as he tightens up his form and let’s go of you hands to press your legs open wider. “my pretty girl.” he groans as you slip a hand between the two of you to rub your clit.

“sehun!” you cry, arching your back as you speed up rubbing on your clit. he twitches inside of you again and grunts, and comes into the condom. you buck your hips to keep fucking your self against him. he keeps pushing through to get you to come, and when you do, you spit out a sequences of curses.

sehun pulls out of you on shaky legs, kissing you on the mouth before he goes to dispose of the condom. your body feels sore and tired, and you can barely keep your eyes open. you lay limply on the bed, and sehun places a gentle hand on your hip, making you open your eyes. “how are you?” he asks.

you give him a small smile. “tired. sore,” you say and he smirks.

“i did my job then,” he says, gently pulling you up the pillows so he can tuck you in. you’re too exhausted to protest falling asleep, and instead let yourself be babied. you hardly register him slipping into bed next to you.

when you wake up the next morning, you’re disoriented and naked. you have a minor freak out until you register the body next to you as sehuns, one of his legs entangles with yours. your body feels tight, and you stretch out, nearly whimpering at the pain you feel between your legs.

you quietly slip out of the bed to go to the restroom. when you come back, sehun stirs awake, his morning face the cutest thing you’ve ever seen. “good morning,” he mumbles, stretching out a hand to you grab it and hold it between the both of yours, tucking yourself back into bed. “how did you sleep?”

“morning. i slept fine—my legs hurt,” you say and he smirks, closing his eyes briefly. “i’m hungry.” you say, gently pulling on him. he nods and sits up, stretching his arms over his head before leaning over to give you a quick kiss. sehun slides out of bed to go to the bathroom, and you feel giggly watching him walk away bare.

when he comes back out of the bathroom, full frontal, you blush and hide your face under the blanket. “why are you acting shy, like i wasn’t balls deep in you nearly 12 hours ago?” he questions, pulling the blanket down. your face only burns deeper, but you let him pull you out of bed so you can get dressed.

he hands you clothes and you pull them on and steal a pair of his slippers. you walk out of his room hand in hand, your head resting on his shoulder. chanyeol already sits at their small dining room table, headphones on and his face in a bowl of cereal.

chanyeol looks up when you two walk into the kitchen, waves, and goes back to his food. sehun grabs two bowls and pours you both some cereal, and carries the bowls to the table. he pulls you onto his lap, one arm secured around your waist and the other free so he can eat. “really?” chanyeol asks, his spoon hovering in midair.

sehun ignores him and continues eating, so you do the same. chanyeol rolls his eyes, but he knows he’s only hating because he’s single.

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All about you | Sehun

Sehun x Reader

Word count: 2.705 Genre: fluff, little angst Author: maari  Warnings: A small argument, lack of communication between them, the reader feels pressured, kinda based on real life lol Note: I liked this one, even though I had countless ideas for this request, this scenario was the best I could write Request: he’s been distancing himself from his s/o and they get in a fight he confesses that he wants to get married and start a family but he thinks that his s/o doesn’t want to get married and start a family because she’s younger than him (she’s 21-22) but it turns out that she actually wants to marry sehun and have kids with him.

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The atmosphere in the car was heavy and neither Sehun nor Y/N dared to clear that cloud that had settled over their heads.

It was supposed to be a pleasant weekend, it was the first time that Sehun met his girlfriend's family and although he had listened carefully to what she had said about the family, how the 3 siblings she had were jealous and protective of her because she was the youngest in the family or how everyone talked about it very loudly, he had overlooked everything because that was a very important step they were taking in their relationship.

He was happy and anxious. Well, before lunch.

It hadn't been a complete disaster until Y/N's parents and siblings started talking about kids and marriage.

Even though they had been together for less than a year, Sehun and her had never gotten into this subject, so he didn't know what she really thought.

However, the more the parents or siblings commented on some acquaintances or friends who were seeing their daughters have babies or walk down the aisle, Y/N's expression changed drastically.

She stopped eating immediately, her face withered and serious, staring at any point on the table while the family joked that they couldn't wait for all this to happen to her.

Sehun noticed her shoulder getting stiffer with each plan her family made, hoping that she would agree or be excited to announce that it would soon be her.

What didn't happen.

And that actually worried Sehun. Because he had never cared about the age difference between them until then, Y/N was always much more mature than most people her age and was always very authentic in front of him, but that afternoon he felt the abyss of generation that separated them.

Because he wanted stability, security and a family, yes, why not?

He had seen his best friends go through this, Y/N's family house was packed with her nephews and he had enjoyed that. He made him feel at home.

He glanced at her once again, Y/N had her head pressed against the window and her arms were crossed, she was looking at the landscape outside but her eyes weren't focused there, her mind was elsewhere and he knew that.

"Love." he called to her quietly. “Babe, come on, it doesn’t have to be like this. It wasn't that bad.”

She laughed, humorless.

“A lunch with the Adams family would have been more fun.”

It was his turn to laugh, incredulous at the harsh tone of her voice.

“You’re overreacting now.”

He looked at her at the exact moment she brought her hand to rub her face.

“Are you crying?” he asked worriedly, his brow furrowed.

Y/N even shook her head because she didn't trust her own voice but Sehun took one hand off the steering wheel and placed it on her chin, making her look at him.

Her eyes were teary and red, and she wore a guilty expression.

She pulled his hand away when she noticed his surprised expression.

"Sorry." was all she said before sniffing her nose.

Sehun returned his hand to the steering wheel, confused.

"Why are you apologizing?" he asked, eyes intent on the road.

He wanted to understand her reaction so he could help or comfort her.

“It would have been the perfect afternoon if my family hadn’t ruined it with stupid questions.”

Sehun felt like he had been punched in the stomach.

"You don't need-"

“No, Sehun, you don’t understand.” She adjusted herself on the car seat, looking at him. “I hate it when they do that, they talk about my life as if they could decide for me, as if I wasn't adult enough to make my own decisions.”

He took a deep breath, he understood her frustration but wanted to calm her down because he didn't want it to come between the two of them.

“They want me to follow in the footsteps of everyone they know, they judged me for taking so long to find a boyfriend while my friends were in serious relationships long before me, and now they want me to do exactly what everyone else has been doing. Getting married and having children, they didn't even ask me if I wanted that, they immediately said that I would have to live a peaceful and almost boring life.

“You never said you didn’t want this.” he reminded her and she was silent for a moment.

“Well, I don’t know.” she shrugged. “I'm too young to decide something so important, I mean, do you know how big a responsibility it is to bring a child into the world?”

“I think you're thinking too much about a subject you're still not sure about. And I don’t think age is an issue.” he said, seriously, now avoiding looking at her.

“It's just that I never stopped to think about whether I wanted this or not, I mean until last year I didn't even know you.”

“And what does that have to do with it?”

“We haven’t even been dating for a year, Sehun.” she remembered.

"And?" he asked, in an obvious tone and she looked at him confused.

“How are we going to make plans for a future that we don’t even know will come?”

He laughed, bitterly.

“And why do you date someone if not to make plans?” he questioned and she was silent. “Unless you’re with me just because I’m pretty.”

She looked at him offended.

“Of course not, you know I love you.”

“So I don’t understand why you’re so mad about this, it doesn’t mean you’ll get pregnant tomorrow if you think about it.”

She crossed her arms, narrowing her eyes.

“You talk like you really want to get married and have kids with me.” she laughed in disbelief and waited for him to deny it but the answer she got was very different from what she imagined.

"And if I want?" He stopped at the lighthouse, turning his attention to her who faltered, her jaw dropping without being able to control it.

"What?"

“Do you want me to repeat it? Okay, I want to marry and have children with you, Y/N. Ever since I realized I was in love with you, I've thought about building a future for us.” Y/N's expression was pure shock but Sehun continued. “I don't want to waste any more time because soon I'll have to go to the army.”

“You don’t need to remind me of that.” she snorted.

This was another discussion that would certainly worsen the situation in that car.

“I’m just saying that I want to build a life with you after I get dispensed.” she tried to look for any trace of doubt in his eyes but she didn't find any, Sehun never looked so convinced and that scared her, leaving her speechless. “But only if you want too.” he spoke finally, ending the subject there.

She sighed and rested her head against the window again, not knowing what to say and with a huge confusion in her head.

[...]

When Sehun warned Y/N that he would be busy for the next few days, she understood.

She knew that her boyfriend's schedule was getting tighter and tighter because of the upcoming enlistment, he was trying to get everything done.

When he stopped responding to her frequently, she also understood. She had the slight impression that he was moving away from her, but she tried not to jump to conclusions before he told her himself.

But after almost a month without seeing him in person, with short conversations and no emotion, she didn't think it was just an impression. He was moving away, and what was worse, he was avoiding talking to her.

He was dodging it, always giving the same excuse that work was taking up all his time.

Since the fight in the car, well, she didn't think it had been a real fight, at most an argument, neither of them had brought up the subject of family and children again.

Even though she was thinking about it every day. Although she missed talking to her boyfriend, for the first few weeks she enjoyed it because she needed time to think about her life.

She didn't consider herself a person who made a lot of plans, she didn't even know what career she wanted to pursue, because in fact she was afraid of setting certain goals and ending up not being able to achieve them, frustration was the worst feeling for her.

But, she needed to admit that Sehun was right.

And more than ever she realized that if she were to do that, create a future with someone, she could only imagine it being with Sehun.

In fact, for a few days she stood at the door of her room imagining Sehun playing with their children and without realizing it, a wide smile appeared every time she dreamed about it, her heart warmed just thinking about the possibility but at the same time a lump formed in her throat when she remembered that she and her boyfriend were far apart.

Even though she was an extremely stubborn person, Y/N decided to swallow all her pride and resolve that situation once and for all. She missed her boyfriend, his playful and goofy manners, the late-night conversations they had when one couldn't sleep and the other insisted on doing something to pass the time, she even missed Vivi.

So, when she was fed up with waiting for him to come after her, she decided to go to his house, taking the risk of not finding him there but it wouldn't be a problem because she would wait until she could talk to him.

And that's what she did, she rang the doorbell several times but got no response, as she saw through the crack in the door that the light was off, she decided to wait on the street, more specifically sitting on the sidewalk. She thought about all the things she had planned to talk about with Sehun, explaining her point of view, her fears and insecurities, but she felt ready to take another step in the relationship, as long as she went with him.

Sehun had said he would do that if she wanted, right? So, she wanted it!

She didn't know how long she had been standing there, with her elbow resting on her leg looking into nothing, nor was she able to pay attention to the body that was demanding its position on that hard street.

“Y/N?” she shivered when she heard Sehun's voice next to her and looked up towards him, seeing him standing next to her with a frown.

And then she forgot everything she had gone through in her head, well she knew what to do, but Sehun there wasn't helping her reason like a normal person, which used to be routine since the young and handsome boy took the words out of her mouth every time.

“Oh, hi.” she got up from the street, running her hand over her clothes in a clear sign of nervousness.

“What are you doing out here on the sidewalk?”

She shrugged, placing her hands inside the pockets of the jacket she wore.

"I was waiting for you." she admitted and he made to take a step towards her but stopped, the atmosphere was awkward between them. It was bordering on embarrassment.

“You have the house keys, why didn’t you go in?” he questioned, pointing ahead and they started walking towards his house.

That was a great question that Y/N had a good answer for.

"I don't want to bother." That's what she said before they entered. “I wouldn’t feel comfortable coming in here without you knowing.”

He sighed and opened the door for her to enter first, she did so and took off her shoes. Then she waited for him to do the same.

As soon as he closed the door, he scratched the back of his head, not knowing what to say to her.

“You’ve never felt this way before.”

“Because we hadn’t fought like that before.” she remembered and Sehun nodded, avoiding looking at her.

He went to the sofa, being watched by her, and threw himself down, taking a deep breath.

“I don’t want to argue with you anymore.” he said and she sighed, going the same way as him and sitting next to him. “I’m tired, Y/N.”

She looked at him, sad.

It's a good thing he felt that way because she did too.

“I am too, Sehun. Tired of you avoiding me.”

He looked at her, guilty.

“I thought it would be better, I didn’t want to have any more friction between us.”

Y/N came closer and placed her hand on his knee.

“Do you remember when you told me that all our differences would be resolved through conversation?” he nodded. “We didn’t do that, Sehun. And it’s killing me.”

He placed his hand on top of hers, making a gentle caress.

“I’m sorry for pulling away, I thought it would be better to convince me.”

She narrowed her eyes.

“Convincing of what?”

“That you have other personal projects.” he shrugged, looking straight ahead making her heart sink. “It’s like I told you, I don’t want this if you don’t want it either, it wouldn’t even make sense really.”

Y/N felt a slight fear at the direction the conversation was taking.

“Sehun…”

“Look, I understand, okay? You're still too young to decide something so big that will affect your life forever. I don't want to see you unhappy because I love you and all I want most is for you to be happy.”

Y/N smiled slightly when she saw Sehun speak quickly but even so, his words had an effect on her heart, because he showed that he was concerned about what she wanted and that made her feel even more loved.

So, unable to say anything or focus on what Sehun continued to say, she got up from the couch, making him silent for a moment.

"What?" he asked, looking at her curiously. “Are you leaving?”

She laughed and sat on his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck, bringing their faces closer to hers. Y/N kissed the tip of his nose.

“No, silly.” She smiled at the suspicious face he made. “How could I leave after that?”

"What do you mean?" He asked, confused, and a pout formed.

"I love you, you know?" he smiled restrainedly. "And all I want most is to spend the rest of my life with you, to build a future for us."

Y/N saw Sehun's eyes light up in a way she had never seen before and then he hugged her around the waist, burying his face in her neck and laughing like a child.

She did the same, taking her hands to his black hair and stroking it.

"I don't believe that." he spoke, voice being muffled by Y/N's skin. "This is a dream." he pulled his face away to look her in the eyes. "I want to hear that again."

She cocked her head to the side, smiling shyly.

“I want to be the mother of your children, Oh Sehun.” she spoke, convinced and continued stroking his hair, while his eyes didn't leave her.

Sehun kept his smile wide and his eyes dropped to Y/N's lips, who wet them with her own tongue expectantly.

She began to bring her face closer to his to seal their lips and in one quick movement, Sehun held her by the thighs and got up from the sofa with her still in his lap.

Y/N let out a high-pitched laugh and grabbed his shoulder to keep from falling.

"What are you doing?" She asked and he started distributing kisses down her neck.

"We have to practice." He spoke between kisses. "You can't say that to me and leave this house without testing a few things."

He raised his eyebrows with a mischievous smile and she just laughed, letting herself be carried away.

Well, if Sehun said they had to practice then she agreed.

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Case Closed: Chapter One | Sehun

Genre: slow-burn romance, angst, mystery/crime

Summary: As the only person willing to take on this wild goose chase of a 10-month ongoing missing persons case, you have your head in your hands trying to figure out why 20 girls and counting have suddenly disappeared. You can't give up now that another girl has just joined that number. Good thing that your persistent crime reporter friend Oh Sehun won't let you quit either.

Word Count: 6.4k

T/W: minor violence, kidnapping, crime, uhhh not edited i'm sorry

A/N: I'M SOOOOO SORRY!!!!!! I've been on hiatus for 3 years LOLOLOLOL then i found this in my vault since may 4th, 2020 and i felt so bad that i wrote literally 3.5k words to finish this first chapter so i can just get it out. i have the whole thing fleshed out.......... i'm so sorry 🙈 also i don't really use this blog anymore but i figured i will just to get out everything again HAHAHA i do not expect this to get any traction at all but if you enjoy it then 🥺❤️

It started like any other day, which was a real cliché to put it. You walk into the station with your usual heavy eyelids and even heavier shoulders. Sleep was something you’d given up when you first started working as a detective, but the word was definitely out of your dictionary when you picked up the case. Most of your colleagues wouldn’t pick up the case. Mainly because they knew you’d be the first one to take it. However, after ten months you still haven’t found any new leads. Six months of chasing after ghosts and you always returned emptyhanded.

This morning, you had something into your hands. Flung into them, rather. A coffee and a file, courtesy of Jongin. Normally there’d be a smile gracing his face and a joke soon to follow to lighten up your mood. Instead there was a frown as he motioned down at the file in your hands.

“That’s number 21.”

You’re grim and you know it’s very apparent. How could you not be with the numbers stacked this high? You mumble a thanks and allow Jongin to linger a bit. He wants to say something, and you know it, but you also know he’s conflicted about whether or not he should continue bothering you.

“Jongin, I’m not dropping the case.”

He purses his lips and takes a tactical sip of his own coffee. After a moment to find the right words he sighs. “I know. I wouldn’t dream of trying to rip you away from that.”

A dry chuckle leaves you and you shake your head almost dotingly at your junior. “Of course.” You point a pen towards the office everyone knew too well after getting chewed out at least thrice. “But that doesn’t mean she won’t. She’s been on my ass for a while.” You’ve joked with your peers about the Boa Constrictor keeping you in her hold until you concede, but you’d never been on the receiving end of it until now. Except you definitely weren’t about to let go of this case.

There’s a moment of silence while he tries to come up with something else to say and you busy yourself with the new file. You curse when you look at the girl’s photo and information. “She’s only 15.” Jongin hums and scans over the information with you. He takes her photo out from beneath the paperclip and holds it up to the board where there were faces of 20 other girls on them.

“She doesn’t look like any of the others.”

“Not at all. She’s got some similar features to some, but… there isn’t a type.”

“If they even are getting kidnapped.” You scoff at that before taking the photo and thumbtacking it to the board. “Not that I’m saying you’re on a wild goose chase or anything, but…” He takes another sip of his coffee. You know the mug is empty. “21 girls who don’t have any connection to each other besides living in the same city… It’s really difficult to determine if they’re all being kidnapped or just-”

“Runaways, I know.”

“Look, they’re all around the ages too. Teen angst, wanting to start fresh in another city, eloping with a secret lover.” He sighs wistfully and moves to take another sip until he remembers his empty cup. “21 girls. No relation. Some of them did sports, but it’s a range. Some of them are in the same school district, but they have different schedules. Two of them lived in the same neighborhood, but that’s in a whole block of apartments.”

Your eyes linger at the girl’s face a couple seconds longer. You’ve heard it too many times by all the others to know that Jongin is implying they could be all coincidences. People runaway all the time, it’s true. You’ve definitely closed those sorts of cases and convinced a couple of them to work it out and return home. You just wish you had some concrete proof that this was different.

Jongin turns away, about to leave and continue his own work after getting more coffee. “I’ll get out of your hair now, but I’m just worried about you. You’re losing a lot of sleep for someone who looks like they’re chasing their own tail. Take care of yourself.” He’s off before you can bark a word at him, and you roll your eyes to yourself.

You take a sip of the coffee he’d given to you moments prior, but it had gotten cold since then. It was still a bit of a kickstart to your day anyhow. You had the cases of 21 missing girls all over the city resting on your shoulders. It was a miracle you got any sleep at all. You tried your hand at anything. Possible gang relations or involvements or some group or organization, and yet you found no link. Like you said earlier, there didn’t seem to be a type that was targeted as the girls were mainly different appearance wise. You’d even thought to consider some underground sex ring, but the information you’ve collected about some of them didn’t fit the bill.

There were a couple girls who were taken in their own homes. They had been the ones living alone, except one who was taken while her three roommates were all home. They had chalked it up to her not feeling well and when they decided to check up on her, she was gone. It just didn’t sit right with you that they had done everything according to their routine and yet they supposedly just ran away. Most didn’t seem to have any motive at all to do so according to their friends and family. Even though you knew everybody’s got secrets and skeletons to hide you knew that was the truth. It was a gut feeling, but it wasn’t enough.

A buzzing noise came from your pocket and you whip your phone out to see what notification it was this time. A random message from one of your friends on social media popped up. You wanted to swipe it away, but you decided against it and opened it up. It was a friend from college who had found some old photo of the two of you at some party, dressed up with a lot of skin showing but even more teeth on display. Back then the lack of sleep you had was because of the constant studying and partying, or rather taking some free booze and dipping when you got bored. It was still fun to socialize and watch everyone stumble dumbly, though. You responded back quickly by telling her to forward it to you. Before you pocketed your phone, you retyped your passcode to unlock the phone again and went into your contacts. Thinking about college reminded you of somebody.

The moment you stepped out you heard a familiar “Hello?”

“Hi, Mrs. Kim. Just checking in like I always do.” You could almost hear the smile in the woman’s face. Tension immediately left your shoulders the moment you heard her coo your name softly. It was like it was never there at all.

“I haven’t heard from you in a while. I was just beginning to think you’d never call.” She laughs easily at her tease. She knew you would call. You always did. “I was just thinking about you actually. I heard there was another one…”

A sigh leaves your lips and you pinch the bridge of your nose before you answer. “Yeah, it’s been a rough couple of months hasn’t it?” She hums in response and you can hear her shuffling papers around, most likely sorting through the mail you know she never opens and gets to once a month at least. She pauses and you can hear her set the large pile down.

“Of course. Five months without my baby? She’s supposed to be starting school in a couple months. She was so excited when she got accepted. They have the best music program in the state, you know.” You knew all too well that her daughter was to be going to school at the best music school in the state. You listened to some of her recordings before after her mother had shown you. You like to think that it was just because of a mother’s pride, but you think it was to hear her daughter’s voice again as she talks through the piece and giggles at a small slip up in one of them.

It almost pained you that you couldn’t find her with what you had now. You were still as clueless as you were when she had gone missing five months ago.

“I’ll find her soon. I know I will. The next time you won’t get to see her is when you have to move her into the dorms. I promise you.” It was an unsure promise, to convince the both of you that you’d get it done. And soon. The shift from a lighthearted conversation had gotten grim fast. Those conversations had typically over the lunches you had with Mrs. Kim. She was the first case of this bunch and also the most optimistic of the friends and family. You felt that you had to keep her updated and in turn she continued to put her trust in you.

“I know. She’s counting on you; I just know it. She knows you’ll get it done somehow.” The words strike you in your core. That’s right, there’s a lot of people counting on you right now. One more family just got added to the list this morning. You try not to think about the handful of others that decided to have you stop looking after they’ve given up that their daughters would come back. It pained you to have them retract their hope enough to have you close their cases, but you wouldn’t stop even if they asked you. You didn’t want to have to leave them in the dark while their daughters were missing. Lord knows you were considering a murderer, but no bodies had turned up to your relief. You just hoped you didn’t have to continue praying for it not to happen.

The call ended quickly, and you spent the next couple of hours going over your information and collecting information from the family of the newest missing girl. She was hanging out with friends when she was all of a sudden separated from the group at the mall. It was a busy place, but camera footage and eyewitnesses last saw her roaming in a store before her trail goes cold. This was frustrating. Rumors had spread about the girl going missing already, but since she was a teen most people assumed that she just ran away. She was pretty social according to her friends, and they just chalked it up to her personality and hanging with the wrong crowd. You decided to ponder over it on your lunch break, calling up your regular lunch partner to meet you at some café a couple blocks away.

Sehun doesn’t have to wave you over for you to sit down at the table you know he’s already at. It’s almost a ritual, to eat at this café every other week and sitting at the same table, nonetheless. He smiles warmly at you and pushes a plate towards you. “I already ordered for you. And don’t worry, I paid for it as a thank you for last time.” You mumble your thanks with a mouthful of food, briefly remembering the time you covered for his ride home after one drink too many.

“You’re godsent, you know that?” His smile turns into a smirk at that and you roll your eyes when you see you’ve stoked his ego. “Before you say ‘I know’, take out that notepad.” His smirk drops and a look of concentration comes onto his face.

“You know, sometimes I like to think you keep eating lunch with me because you like me or that we’re friends or something. But I also tend to think you only keep me around for my work.” He’s teasing you again and you tap the top of his notepad.

“You’re very much aware how much I like having you around. And I’m very much aware about how much you love to collect the information. Sometimes I think you only come back to hang out with me is because I’m not as tightlipped as some of my peers and give you things you can actually report on.” Sehun chuckles at that and the crinkle around his eye is back with that childlike glimmer in the eyes. He looks a lot more at ease than his funky smirk and that impish gleam instead.

He uncaps his pen with his mouth, his other hand busy flipping to a brand-new page and holding a worn notepad with too many torn papers taken from it. He keeps the cap in his mouth and hums for you to signal he’s ready.

“She’s 15.” His eyebrows furrow and a lisped curse slips out of him as he jots it down. He shakes his head sadly at that. “Last seen at the mall with her friends. Eyewitnesses say that she was roaming one of the stores alone before she disappeared. Camera footage doesn’t pick her up leaving the mall, but it’s been picked clean.”

“Has her friends or family said anything about behavior? Being more secretive or distant lately?” Sehun’s habit of keeping the pen cap in his mouth makes his words very mumbled and hard to understand. However, being around him and working with him so often has gotten you used to his silly sounded sentences. You still reach over to pluck it from his lips and snicker that his playfully annoyed glare.

“You don’t think I’ve asked? No, parents and friends claim that nothing was up. They let me in her room and let me search to find any hidden notes. Even let me look through her diary and it was just about some kid drama at school. Seemed ordinary to me, nothing that made me have to investigate this drama. She’s not a part of it anyways, just commenting about how it’s the talk of the halls and dumb.”

Sehun taps the pen against his cheek while your fingers are fiddling with the cap. He’s obviously not to report your words verbatim as it’s not really relevant, but he does appreciate how you share your findings with him. He appreciates your trust in him that he doesn’t skew the details or add too much personal information about these people. He appreciates how you let your thoughts wander with him. You tend to loosely think around him, bouncing ideas off of him every so often or word vomiting to better understand things as you try to explain.

You’d finished with your food while Sehun continues writing and jotting down notes, most likely questions or other tidbits not too concerning for you. Whenever he asks a question he needs for the article you respond and then nudge his plate so that he eats. It goes on like this a couple moments longer until he’s out of food and questions. He finishes jotting down whatever else he wants to and sticks the tip of his pen out to you. You, used to this procedure, cap his pen and look back up into his satisfied eyes. You scoff at his smug look and avoid his gaze as he rests his chin in his hand. He continues to stare at you while you pick at any crumbs you find interesting.

“Got everything you need?”

“How about we get some dessert?” You almost object and tell him you should be back by now until he starts collecting his things and getting out of his seat. “And don’t worry. I’ll pay. You just have to pay me back next time.” You sink lower into your seat in defeat and groan, rubbing your hands over your face. He laughs a little and stands behind your seat, grabbing your shoulders and shaking you lightly. “Come on, Sugar. You’re gonna need some sugar to keep functioning the rest of the day.”

“You and your dumb nicknames are going to kill me before the stress from this case will.” He stops shaking you and gives you a fond squeeze of your shoulders.

“Let’s go before you die on me then.” You turn in your seat to watch him head towards the door before deciding to follow suit and grunting when you do get up. There’s a mini pep in his step and you’re guessing that’s because Sehun has another excuse to visit that favorite bakery of his that a friend of his works at. You couldn’t blame him. There were some doughnuts and cupcakes that were to die for.

As you passed by, you saw some missing persons posters hung up in some alley walls or taped to some lampposts. You’re guessing that’s how Mrs. Kim got news of the missing girl before you caught up with her. Sehun notices your gaze following the long trail of posters, most likely hung up by the gang of girls that were last with their friend. “Is that her?” The both of you come to a stop in front of a small cluster of the posters. He takes on down and holds it out in front of the both of you. You nod and Sehun folds the paper into fours and pockets it for later. “That saves me having to dig around to put that in the paper.”

He tries to keep the mood up as he hums a tune, swinging his arms around and looking around at the people walking the streets. It does little to help, but you do appreciate the thought as he glances at you every now and then to check in. He’s switched songs so many times since he opts for a different, better tune to keep him occupied. You’re trying to decipher his fifth song switch when you finally make it to the bakery.

“Kyungsoo!” Sehun sings into the shop as the door chimes noisily. Luckily, Kyungsoo isn’t tending to any customers at the moment. He pops his head out from behind the counter with a blank face and his lips drawn into a straight line. However he may look, there’s a happy sparkle in his eye at the sight of you two.

“What do you want now?” He asks sarcastically but readies himself anyways.

“I want something with chocolate.” Sehun says as he scans the overhead menu even though he knows exactly what he wants. “Please.” He doesn’t forget to add with a warm smile, which Kyungsoo returns in kind. They both turn to you expectantly and you sputter, not having anything in mind just yet.

“O-Oh! I’ll, uh… I’ll have…” You pause and bite your lips. Suddenly, you’re overwhelmed by all the choices even though you’ve been here before.

“How about some donut holes? And if you don’t like it, you can always have some of mine,” Sehun offers as he turns that warm smile to you.

“What, trying to stick with that cops eat donuts type of thing?” You joke but are grateful at the distraction from you bumbling about. Kyungsoo lets out an amused huff and prepares something for you both of you, making sure to toss in a couple extra pieces in the bag for you. You give him a silent thanks as you nod and take the bag from him as Sehun whips out his wallet in a practiced manner.

The first bite of the donut hole is full of cinnamon and a little honey. Kyungsoo’s been experimenting and you hum at the taste as you squeeze the half-bitten donut hole. As Sehun’s card is ringing up he turns to you with an eyebrow as he wordlessly asks how it tastes. Instead, you offer him the rest of your bite while you chew, and he instantly opens up his mouth to eat the rest. It’s almost like you’ve done this a million times in your life and a million more in your past lives together; you’ve known each other for that long, you think. The motion is easy and simple as he hums and turns back to collect his card and compliments Kyungsoo’s creation with his mouth full.

“It’s good. I like the new flavors, it’s better than just the boring sugar on it.” The words are muffled and both you and Kyungsoo give him a judgmental look as he wipes some of the cinnamon off the corner of his lips.

“… Thank you. I’ve been slowly trying to add more to the menu where I can,” Kyungsoo notes, and you look up again at the menu to see he’s added another couple options beside his regular few in his neat handwriting. He smiles at you again when you look back down. “Keep up the good work. Don’t push yourself, okay?”

You promise him and Sehun gently nudges you to turn and leave so he has a better exit path. It’s not like he couldn’t have gone around you, but it seems he opted to just turn and go. And with his broad shoulders, it seemed you were in his path. You nudge him back as you exit the bakery with your treats in hand.

“What are you doing tonight?” Sehun asks with his mouth full again, this time from a bite of his chocolatey pastry. Crumbs fly in the air and the snort as they do so, but your friend knows no shame and continues to look at you expectantly.

You roll your eyes with a smile. “Probably looking over the case again… and waaay more paperwork than I’m happy with.”

He hums at that as he continues to walk you back to the station. You feel like he’s about to ask you something else, but you’re cut off by your phone ringing and his own buzzing with a couple messages.

“Breaks over.” He comments with a sigh as he scrolls through the messages and tries to type back with the same hand that grips his phone.

“It is.”

The both of you look at each other and trade another bite of each other’s treats. You took a bite of his mainly since you wanted something sweet, and he had his own bite since you felt like you had to repay him for it. He gives you a wave as he, thankfully, doesn’t shout with his mouth full of donut as he heads off to his office building. While you head back, you manage to catch the phone call on its last couple of rings before it could go to voicemail.

“Hello?”

“It’s Boa. You have a couple more files on your desk regarding the girls,” she says with a tired sigh. You know the chief thinks this is wasting time and resources, but you also know she wants to give these girls justice. “Some more schedules of their routines, some stuff they had upcoming, and some chat histories. There’s also someone waiting at the station to talk to you, a friend of the most recent one.”

“I’m on my way.”

“Good,” she states and hangs up the call. You huff and make your way back to the station with a quickened pace. You wonder what this friend has to say since you’ve interviewed the family and teachers recently. Your mind is still reeling with possibilities when you make it back and find a familiar face at your desk.

“Yena, what can I do for you?” You ask kindly as you take a seat by the high school girl. She has a puffiness around her eyes that indicate she hasn’t been able to get a lot of sleep and has probably been crying a lot. You offer her some of your donut holes and she politely declines by holding a hand up before thinking of the right words to say.

Yena was the same age as her missing friend, 15 with a short bob and still wearing her school uniform. You’re wondering if she skipped school to come here, and she confirms your suspicions as she wrings her hands. “I just give you these. I found these in Chae’s locker, it’s some of her notebooks and some flyers. These events are all in the past, but one of them is her dream journal. We both keep one to achieve our dreams, except she doesn’t share hers because she thinks that the dream won’t come true then.”

You take the stack of papers and notebooks from her, eyeing the one she was referring to. It can’t be mistaken with the doodling, stickers, glitter, and large words that say ‘DREAM JOURNAL!’ right on the front.

“Thank you, Yena.” You say kindly, knowing that you’ll have even more to sort through and probably come out empty handed with, but every little bit helps. If you could be armed with even that much of a toothpick, you’d count it as a win.

“I just want my best friend to come back. That’s all I’ve been writing about in mine! I want her to come home.” Her eyes water and you push a box of tissues to her. She takes a shaky breath and dabs at her eyes gently and you realize that her eyes are redder than you thought. She dabs to prevent further irritating her eyes that have been covered in makeup to hide just how bad she’s been taking it.

“I promise, you won’t need a journal to make that come true, okay?” You say gently and comfort the poor girl. It’s another 15 minutes before she gets up and leaves, going back to school she promises.

You sigh as you look at the stack of notebooks she gave you. It was all her school notebooks besides her dream journal, which you knew wouldn’t be much of a look through unless you wanted to relieve your high school days and quiz yourself on whatever the kids were learning these days.

“You know, you shouldn’t be promising things like that.”

“Jongin, that girl was crying.”

“And you don’t think she won’t be if you can’t deliver that promise?”

You clench your hands into fists, narrowing your eyes on the word that seems to be mocking you right now. Because it might be true, you can only ‘DREAM!’ that this will all come to a happy end. Jongin sighs and pats your back.

“I’ll help you get through like 3 of those. Make sure it’s all just random notes so you know if they have anything that’s not about some ancient literature piece, okay?” He asks gently and you take a deep breath.

“Okay,” you say quietly and start sorting through the flyers first.

A lot of them are of school events, cram school, auditions for some of the modeling or singing agencies, and one was even a poster of an actor you recognized from a popular drama currently. You chuckled as you saw the sticky note still attached to it that indicated Chae’s wishes to marry a guy like him. A couple more hours pass in between you checking the notebooks, painstakingly flipping through and reading every page just to make sure, and having to deal with other logistical tasks around the office.

Like promised, Jongin eventually makes it through the notebooks and puts them all on your desk with a sad shake of his head. “Math, English, and Composition. All notes, most of it is textbook and following what they did in class. Anything else was practice problems or doodles. These are no good.”

You groan and hang your head. “I’ve just barely gotten through her other two notebooks. A music one from a piano unit and one she kept solely for cram school. The flyers are all past events or just random ones that I think were trash and she never got to throw away.” You look pointedly at the crumpled up flyer that was from her school’s ‘Fish Club’… whatever that’s about. “Had to get through all the other files from the girls too… nothing new. I saved that dream journal for last.”

“Why, so you can honor making sure her dreams come true?” Jongin asks with a smile, lifting your spirits some.

“Yeah…” You trail off absently. You aren’t sure if maybe you were truly keeping up Yena and Chae’s superstition about their dream journals or if you were hoping that the last thing you got to would prove you some substantial evidence. Maybe you should’ve gotten to that first if so. But then you would’ve needed to spend extra time on it. Ugh! Another sigh makes it way out of you and Jongin frowns now.

“Save that for tomorrow. How about you come out with some of us for some drinks tonight? Get that tension off you.” Jongin gives you an expectant look as he sits on your desk. You rub your face and look up at him through your fingers as you slouch in your chair. “And don’t even think about getting to that journal tonight. Your brain is fried, you need a break, you’re burning yourself out.”

You purse your lips at him and groan again, this time throwing your head back over the top of your desk chair and spinning in it a little.

“Fine. But only for a little bit.”

Famous last words. It was not just a little bit. Jongin kept you entertained and kept handing you drinks as you listened to your peers share drunken stories. Even Jongdae came in for a little bit to say hi to everyone and cry a little about his wife and kid, showing everyone pictures. You were sure that he was sober and just living the high of life.

A twinge of jealousy shot through you at him being able to enjoy his life so much right now. You downed your drink and stared at the empty cup grumpily. You felt just like the cup. Maybe you are a cup. Did your legs always feel like that?

“Woah, you doing okay?” Jongin asks as he gets into your space to take a look at you. He was pretty tipsy, but doing way better than you right now. Both in spirits and sobriety.

“Jongiiiiin, I’m like this cup.” He has to jump back a little as you shove your cup in his face. “You see how it’s wet on the outside?”

“From the ice?” He asks with a raised brow.

“I’m all sweaty!” You shout at him, suddenly feeling like the room is a lot hotter.

“No, you’re not.”

“Look! Feel!” You try to grab his hand to bring it up to your forehead and he grimaces. He shakes his head and you try a couple more times before he pins your hand to the table and reaches for his phone. “What are you doing?”

“Getting you home,” he says as he scrolls in his contacts. You try to look at the screen to see who he’s calling, but he brings the phone straight to his ear and turns a skeptical eye on you to make sure you don’t keep trying to bring his hand to probably stick you in the eyes.

You’re too distracted by pouting to care who he’s talking to. And your head hurts. The alcohol is hitting you fast. How much did you have again? Or was it because you drank the rest of your three-fourths of a cup in less than a minute? When was the last time you even drank like this? Since before you took on the first case ten months ago?

“He’s coming in 15,” Jongin says in your ear. You pop your head up from the table. You didn’t even know you had it down on the table in the first place.

“Who?” You ask sluggishly as you try to keep your eyes open. You don’t bother hearing a reply as you quickly make your way to the bathroom. It’s quieter in there, and colder too. You feel better already by giving yourself some space and time to think for yourself. Not really feeling like you need to get everything out just yet, you lean against the wall and take some deep breaths.

Eventually, there’s a knock on the door and a call for your name. It takes a couple more tries before you push yourself off the wall and wash your face.

“Oh, good. I thought I was going to have to pull your head out of a toilet bowl.”

You yell out in shock, water flinging everywhere when you look up to see Sehun in the mirror.

“What are you doing here?” Water drips off your chin and you remember that you were washing your face. You sigh and see if any got on your shirt – a lot did – and look for the paper towels to wipe.

“At the bar or in the bathroom?” He asks. You grunt in response, eyes blocked by the soggy paper you’re using to scrub the water from your eyes. “Jongin told me you had too much and needed to be brought home. And again, I was making sure you didn’t decide to punish yourself and give yourself a swirlie.”

“Why would I do that?” You grumble at him. Your head was a lot clearer thanks to the rest, you probably spent all of Jongin’s promised 15 minutes against that wall. Plus, the water cooling you off made you feel like you could at least walk to a car before passing out.

“He said you looked sad.”

“I’m not sad.”

He gives you a once over. Hair a mess, probably from the wall. Face still red, from scrubbing with that scratchy paper towel, embarrassment, or the alcohol, probably from all three. Clothes wet from you spilling two handfuls of water all over yourself. And the heavy burden of the finding of 21 girls coming crashing back down onto your shoulders.

“Yeah… you look pretty sad to me.”

“Thanks,” you bite a little harsher than you intend to. But, thanks to the one who made you build a tougher skin with a level of sass on his own, Sehun takes it all in stride and smiles. He merely grabs you by the shoulders and leads you out of the bar. Jongin nods and waves you off, keeping your coworkers distracted by the state you’re in so you don’t get teased when you come back the next morning.

Between the time Sehun came and got you and when he arrived, he had already transferred your stuff from your coworker’s car to his. You saw this when he helped you climb in and your bags of notebooks were sitting in the back seat. Sehun buckled you in and shut the door for you. The state of mind you were in currently clearly showed you could do at least that, but Sehun chose not to care and did it for you anyways while you watched him walk around the car to the driver’s seat.

“If you fall asleep, just know that I’m not carrying you inside.”

“So my knight in shining armor does have a flaw for tonight’s rescue.” You sarcastically bat your eyes at him and he chuckles, shaking his head and he starts towards your apartment.

“I meant to add that I’d probably be dragging you up those three flights of stairs. By your feet. Head hitting each step.” Before you can ask why in offense, he grins with a shrug. “You went through all that training, not me. All my muscles go to my ears for listening to you go on and on about cases.”

“I’m the reason why you have a job,” You grumble as you stare at the passing buildings. Sehun keeps that stupid smile on his face and laughs.

“Wouldn’t have it any other way.”

The ride to yours is a lot quicker than usual since at this hour it’s already late hardly any traffic. Again, Sehun is humming some songs and tapping his fingers against the steering wheel. At least this time there’s less of him switching it up since he’s forced to sing along for the whole 3 minutes. He’s still humming as he grabs all your stuff from the back seat and follows you up the stairs to your apartment. You silently curse the fact that the elevator is down for maintenance since you wish you didn’t have to climb that much while drunk. You feel even worse when you realize that Sehun took all of your bags and all of those notebooks, binders, and files are no joke. It’s a wonder that kids can carry all that on their backs plus whatever else you put into the bags.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Sehun asks as you pause on the steps, a little behind you and huffing a little.

“For someone who claimed he doesn’t have the strength training to carry me up the stairs, you sure are doing real fine while walking up two and a half flights of stairs and carrying all those books.” Sehun lets out another huff, shorter than usual that let you know he was working up quite a sweat.

“I work out.” He says plainly and grins at you again, which makes you roll your eyes at the statement and continue forth. He’s been over before, plenty of times. He’s come over to bring food on your sleepless nights when you just can’t sleep or spend so long trying to work on another case.

You finally make it to your apartment and eventually into your room. Sehun had set the bags down by your couch where you already had a bunch of files spread out on the coffee table. He tuts and grabs one of the papers and gives it a quick skim.

While you change into comfortable, cleaner clothes he hums and calls out from your small space. “You really need to learn about work-life balance.” He sets the paper back down and goes about preparing you some essentials for when you wake up in the morning definitely hungover.

“You know why I can’t,” you call back as you collapse onto the bed with a groan. Your body all of a sudden feels so heavy and it’s hard to keep your eyes open. You huff into your pillow as you try to block out the haunting words of all the names of the 21 girls that prevent you from sleeping at night. That prevent you from functioning unless you can figure out a way to bring them all home.

From your couch, Sehun makes himself comfy and sighs. He folds his hands over his stomach and quietly says to himself, “Yeah… I know.”

#elli writes #exo #sehun #exo imagines #sehun imagines #sehun x reader #sehun scenarios #exo scenarios #oh sehun #exo fluff #exo fanfic #exo fanfiction #fluff #angst #neutral pronouns #i'm so sorry lmfao take this from me #this is more for me to just get out but if you enjoy it then by all means LOL #i do not expect this to get more than 30 notes but enjoy regardless pls :) #uhhh not really edited at all i'm so sorry #sehun x you

[kimbappykidding]

You'd been best friends with Chanyeol for nearly 3 years now but still you didn't know much about his youngest member Sehun. You'd seen a lot of Sehun of course considering he was good friends with Chanyeol too but the two of you had never really spoken properly. To be fair part of that was because neither of you made an effort. You weren't sure why Sehun never tried but for yourself, you just didn't think you and Sehun would get along that well. He was a pretty hard person to approach because he was tall, good looking and kept to himself. He wasn't goofy like Baekhyun or sweet like Suho. He was pretty unreadable, at least from your perspective and you never tried. So everything you knew about him was what Chanyeol told you or what you witnessed. For example you knew wherever Sehun went he got attention for his looks and body. The few times you'd been out in public together Sehun usually disappeared and could be found chatting to some girl who'd been eyeing him up. You'd also witnessed him with lots of girls and never usually the same one.

For your latest "walk in on Sehun moment" he was in the middle of the corridor with some girl pressed up against the wall. They apparently made it as far as the upstairs coridoor but failed the last few feet to his room. You were in the bathroom doing your skincare routine when you opened the door to find them grabbing one another oblivious to anyone else. You jumped when you saw it and then frowned as they were blocking your way to Chanyeol's room where you'd be staying for the night. You were in the middle of a heatwave and didn’t get how anyone had the energy or desire to be pressed up against another sweaty body. You tried to sneak past them but there was no way you'd fit so you stood back and sighed "Sehun, I need to get past". Sehun's eyes blinked open and he spotted you standing there. "Oops" was all he said laughing and the girl giggled too. Sehun backed away from the girl and she leant away from him against the wall. You now just had to squeeze between them and it was still rather tight so you wondered why Sehun didn't just move to the side. You walked through and no sooner had you passed than they were at it once again. You got into Chanyeol's room and turned some rock music on, all about anger, anarchy and death. You checked the corridor 2 minutes later and they'd managed to find Sehun's room which made you smirk. That interaction pretty much summed up your relationship with Sehun. Nothing hostile had ever happened between the two of you but there was still tension there with neither of you going out of your way to be friendly towards the other one. You were very different people and didn’t have to be friends so you didn’t try to be.  When Chanyeol came upstairs he smiled at the music playing "why the rock anthems?". "Sehun has a guest" you said and Chanyeol nodded knowing the walls weren't as thick as one would like. Chanyeol flopped beside you on the bed and smiled "so how was your day?". You loved chatting to Chanyeol because it felt like chatting to nobody. By that, you meant you knew him so well he felt like an extension of yourself rather than a different person. He was your best friend and that meant everything. The two of you chatted for what felt like minutes but turned into an hour. Chanyeol cursed seeing the time "I didn't realise it was that late, do you mind if we go to bed?". You shook your head "no not at all, I just need to get changed and grab some water but turn the lights off it's fine". You'd changed in front of Chanyeol so many times it never bothered you and even the pyjamas you'd selected were very short. Ones you'd never want your casual friends to see you in but with Chanyeol you didn't mind. Plus with the weather you needed the shortest thing possible. The only thing is you forget to get the glass of water first and had nothing to cover yourself with. Chanyeol was already laid down trying to sleep so you didn't want to wake him just to borrow his dressing gown. It was late and so you decided to risk it. Hopefully nobody would be in the kitchen this time of night. Of course Sehun was sitting there. He was in the dark too so you didn't even notice him until you walked inside. You jumped seeing someone sat there and flicked the light on to see it was Sehun. "You scared me!" you cried and Sehun looked up from his phone and his eyes widened when he saw you. You then realised what you were wearing and blushed slightly. "Sorry" he said finally looking you in the eye again and you turned away busying yourself with the sink. You suddenly realised you hadn't put away your dishes from earlier and cursed your past self because you'd have to do it now. You began sorting them out and could practically feel Sehun's eyes on you. When you turned around and caught him watching you, you stared back "what?". "Nothing just are you warm?". You shook your head "kinda...this is just how I sleep in summer. I didn't think anyone would be here". Sehun shrugged "lucky Chanyeol". You rolled your eyes "Chanyeol and I are just friends". Sehun shook his head standing up "how when you look like that?" he asked looking you up and down once more before he walked away. You stayed there in the kitchen stunned. Sehun had never expressed any interest in you or that he liked your looks. If anything he always seemed unbothered by you so where did a comment like that come from? The way he said it made you shiver and even just replaying it in your head made your stomach tense. What on earth was going on? Was Sehun into you? You went back upstairs desperate to talk to someone but Chanyeol was asleep so you just got into bed beside him and tried to sleep. Sehun was on your mind and of course you had a dream about him where you were one of the girls pressed up against the wall. You woke in the morning feeling a mix of flustered and frustrated and wondered if last night in the kitchen had all been a dream. Then you saw the glass of water on your side table and were sure it had happened, You then wondered if you were making too big a deal out of a throw-away comment. Later that morning Chanyeol noticed you were quiet and asked if you were alright. "I'm fine but I have a question". He nodded "shoot" and you looked at him "what does Sehun think of me?". Chanyeol paused "of you why?" before his eyes widened "wait no way!". You shook your head "whatever you're thinking it's wrong". "Are you hot for my maknae of all people?". "Hey I'm only one year older than him which is the age gap between me and you" you retorted "but anyway that's not where this is going. He made a comment last night and it's making me re-evaluate what I thought he felt towards me". Chanyeol paused "what did he say?". You explained and Chanyeol kept smiling but you noticed he looked less at ease "yeah that sounds like Sehun". "What did he mean by it?" you asked "I always thought he was apathetic to me but now I'm not sure". Chanyeol seemed to be debating his reply and only when you called his name did he respond "well he does find you attractive". "He does? How do you know?" you asked feeling more excited than you thought you would. Chanyeol shrugged "well he's mentioned it a few times" Chanyeol admitted and you nodded "saying what". Chanyeol sighed "sometimes he will just comment that your legs...or say that other areas look good or that your outfit is hot that sort of thing". You raised your eyebrows in surprise "then why has he never tried anything with me?". "Do you want him to?" Chanyeol asked and you would've noticed the apprehension in his voice but you were too busy imagining what it would be like if Sehun did. Your dream from earlier came into your mind and clouded your thoughts. "Y/n" Chanyeol said and you remembered where you were "that doesn't matter. What I don't get is why Sehun never hit on me before. He's not exactly shy with girls and he has a pretty good track record". Chanyeol shrugged "I don't know why, you'd probably need to ask him". You shook your head "no way and you can't say anything to him either! Promise me Chanyeol!" you cried and your friends nodded "I promise!". After that you didn't talk about Sehun again but he was still on your mind. Chanyeol's question asking if you wanted Sehun to do something spun round and round in your head. You didn't want to admit it but you were attracted to him and the idea of him pushing you up against a wall did make you feel flustered. You'd never considered it before, you and Sehun, but now you couldn't seem to stop. So of course that imaginary image was the first one that came to mind when you saw Sehun that morning. You went downstairs for breakfast and Sehun was coming upstairs. Even Chanyeol looked panicked but you tried to remain calm as Sehun came closer and squeezed past you, brushing his arm against yours. He looked at you as he passed and you saw the slight smirk on his lips. You kept a straight face meeting his gaze and only breathed when he passed. You looked back when he'd passed and caught him doing the same thing to you. You shot around quickly making him chuckle. Was this what that weird tension between the two of you had been this whole time? Had Sehun always acted this way around you and only now you were realising it? Things carried on like that for the rest of the week. Anytime you or Sehun were in the same room you were tense and had to stop yourself from looking at him. You weren't sure if Sehun noticed because he started acting differently. He'd come and sit next to you on the sofa, rather close so he'd brush against you or he'd put his drink on the table next to you so he kept having to lean across you to get it. Whenever you did allow yourself to glance at him he'd seemed to notice and he had a permanent cheeky smile on his face. His eyes were so playful and you just got the feeling he was doing this on purpose. You also suspected the summer wasn't the only reason he seemed to be shirtless or hardly clothed a lot recently. It was driving you crazy and you couldn't believe it was impacting you this much...then one day it all exploded. You'd beaten Chanyeol home after work and were getting things ready for dinner in the kitchen when Sehun walked in. He seemed to have a way of sensing when you were in the house these days. He smiled when he saw you and you turned away blushing. "You've splashed a little" he said pointing to the wet mark on your shirt and you nodded "I know...". "Need some help?" he asked and you immediately blushed thinking he meant your shirt. Sehun smiled "with the washing up?" as if he'd mislead you on purpose. You nodded and Sehun appeared next to you. There was a tense atmosphere in the air and anytime you passed Sehun you could practically feel it radiating off him. Once you'd both finished you found Sehun watching you, leaning casually against a counter. "You've been acting differently lately" Sehun said and you shrugged "have I?". He nodded "ever since that night I caught you in your tiny pyjamas" he smiled "did I embarrass you when I commented on how good you looked?" he asked. You swallowed but managed not to blush "no". "No?" Sehun asked "then why have you been acting differently around me?". "You keep saying I'm acting different but you were never around me to notice how I acted before". Sehun shrugged "we've never been joined at the hip but I always took note of you Y/n and actually the truth is it was you who never registered when I was around. I used to be an annoyance to you if you ever spotted me and I could practically see you resisting the urge to roll your eyes". "I wasn't like that" you argued and Sehun smiled "yes you were don't lie...but now that's all changed. You tense when I enter a room and I can feel you watching me from the corner of your eye. Your body language has changed and you shy away from my eye now. Which can only mean one thing". "Which is?" you asked. "That you want me" Sehun smiled confidently. "You think I want you?" you asked, some of your attitude brought back to life with the boy's excessive confidence but he had even more to give you. Don't you?" Sehun asked coming closer and straightening up to his full height. "Are you saying you haven't thought about what it'd be like to be with me? You've heard my results enough, and I haven't been shy in showing you the methods. Tell me you haven't thought about what it'd be like if it was you" Sehun said "and then tell me the idea didn't excite you". You'd been backing up slowly and ran into the counter meaning there was no way for you to go any further back. Sehun smiled "something making you uncomfortable Y/n?". "Why are you saying all of this now? Not before?" you asked. "Because I never knew if you were attracted to me before but your behaviour changed, next question". You blinked at Sehun's fast tone and hurried on "what about Chanyeol?". "What about him?" Sehun asked "I know you're not attracted to him". You nodded "but he's your friend and my friend...won't this be awkward for him?". Sehun shrugged "possibly but not for the reason you're thinking". You went to ask what he meant but Sehun had reached you "now your questions are done and it's my turn but I just have one...can I touch you?". His words made you blush but you managed to nod. Sehun smiled and gently brushed his fingers across your cheek. "Such a beautiful face, do you know many times I pretended I was with you? Wanted to see your beautiful eyes staring at me the way they are now...the way your lips are so pouty begging me to kiss them?" he asked. "Not to even mention how great you always look" he said his hands trailing down your shoulders and arms "that time Chanyeol made us all go to the beach I thought I was going to burst seeing you all toned and tanned" he sighed his hands reaching your waist "so close but so far...I'm going to need to make up for lost time Y/n. Is that okay with you?" Sehun asked. You nodded and he smiled "lost your tongue?". "I was just waiting for you to hurry up and kiss me" you replied and Sehun smirked "I love it when you snap at me" and finally kissed you. A little later Chanyeol was looking for you and was confused about where you'd gone. "She was here earlier?" Chen asked and Chanyeol nodded "yes she text me saying she arrived". "Maybe she left?" Kai suggested but D.O. shook his head "her car's still in the driveway". "And you've checked every room?" Lay asked and Chanyeol nodded "yeah, except Sehun's of course". They all heard the sounds coming from the room telling them he shouldn't be disturbed. Xiumin got it first. 

"Wait you've checked everywhere but Sehun's room?" he asked. Chanyeol nodded before he got it "no...there's no way that's Y/n in there with him" he said. "Are you sure?" Suho asked "that would explain how Sehun got a girl in there with him without even leaving the house all day". Chanyeol shook his head beginning to panic "yes I'm sure! She's my best friend, I'd know if she wanted to sleep with Sehun!". "Would you though?" Baekhyun asked "because you'd be the last person I'd tell if I wanted to get with your hot friend". That comment bothered Chanyeol more than he liked and he sighed "it's not her I'm telling you" when they suddenly heard Sehun's voice saying a name that sound suspiciously like yours. Chanyeol shook his head "guess I don't know my best friends then".

An hour later you were laid beside Sehun, both lazily joking and teasing one another. "So I have another question" Sehun said and you turned to face him "yes?". "Do you and Chanyeol seriously never mess around like this in bed or anything?". "No!" you cried and Sehun laughed at your strong reaction "why not?". "Because we're best friends and that'd be weird. You can't think about your friends that way" you said. Sehun paused "I think you'd be surprised". You frowned but then Sehun started tracing a pattern on your thigh and you got a little distracted. "I don't see how any guy can have you in his bed every night and not go crazy" he said "I'm going crazy just watching you". "Well once was clearly not enough" you said and Sehun swore "fuck no" and came back to you. The next morning you woke to see Sehun asleep next to you and swore. Sehun jumped and opened his eyes "everything alright?". You nodded "yeah just...you seriously look like that first thing in the morning?". Sehun quickly checked his appearance in his phone and shrugged "yeah". "That is not fair" you said and he smiled turning you towards him "then you clearly have no idea how good you look". You blushed and Sehun smiled "I seriously had no idea how attracted to me you were". You rolled your eyes "oh come on everyone must find you attractive to an extent. You're tall, broad shoulders, great bone structure, amazing eyebrows not to mention your abs" you said gently tracing them "you must assume everyone's attracted to you". Sehun shrugged "sometimes but I never knew where I stood with you". That made you feel oddly powerful and you liked it. " I enjoyed last night" you said and Sehun nodded "me too, would you like to do it again?". "Now or in the future?" you asked. Sehun smiled "both. I've wanted you for a while". You smiled "sounds good to me". When you and Sehun left his room and ventured downstairs you didn't expect the kitchen to be full and suspected the members might've done that on purpose. Everyone was quiet as you sat down and then Baekhyun burst "did the two of you really screw all night?". Suho and D.O. sighed while Chanyeol hit him. You blushed and Sehun smiled. Sehun looked to you for permission and you figured they all knew so nodded. "Not all night but yes a large portion of it" he admitted. Several boys smirked or smiled but you noticed Chanyeol wasn't doing either. His eyes were focused on his plate unmoving. You frowned and managed to catch his eye. He smiled at you reassuringly and you smiled back. When you got ready to leave, you collected your stuff from Chanyeol's room and were chatting at the door when Sehun appeared. You were more than a little surprised as was Chanyeol by his expression. "Hey can I talk to Y/n?" Sehun asked and Chanyeol looked to you before nodding. Sehun smiled "so I just wanted to see when you were next coming over". You smiled back "why?" and Sehun shot you a look "because I'll make sure I'm home so you know where I am if you want me". Sehun's words made your stomach flutter and you found him so attractive. "I was planning on coming back Friday night if you wanted to be around". Sehun smiled "see you then".

You left the house with a huge smile on your face. 

You’d always liked surprised and that was good...because you had a few more in store. 

Once the door closed Sehun smiled after you before he became aware Chanyeol was still there. He turned to find Chanyeol watching him and paused “I know I probably should’ve asked you before but...are you okay with this given...you know?”. “No I don’t know” Chanyeol said “you can date whoever you want Sehun and so can Y/n...then again this isn’t even dating is it?”. Sehun shrugged “so you’re okay with it?”. “Why wouldn’t I be?” he asked and Sehun finally said it “because of your feelings for her” and Chanyeol tensed. Sehun couldn’t see his expression but he saw how Chanyeol’s body language changed and how rigid he became. Sehun worried he might’ve pushed Chanyeol too far but when the boy turned around he had a smile on his face. “I don’t have feelings for Y/n so of course I have no objections to this just don’t hurt her okay?”. Sehun nodded “I won’t, I know better than that” and Chanyeol nodded “good” and walked away. 

He only let his smile drop when he reached his room. He could almost pretend he hadn’t been lying when he said that to Sehun but he knew the truth. He liked you and you were hooking up with his closest friend.  

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There are two endings to this series! For the Chanyeol ending click here and for the Sehun ending click here. 

I love it when idols own how good looking they are and if any idol deserves that it’s Sehun. Out of all the male idols he’d definitely be in my top 5 lookswise so this was a very fun imagine to write :) 

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[soleilceirinen]

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

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

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

Warning: nothing.

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

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

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

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

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

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

You nodded. 

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

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

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

“Sehun, I need to pass this exam.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sehun’s laugh could be heard behind you. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[jongbross]

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

absolutely the best

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

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

or he had just made love to you

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

sehun smiles while looking down at you before closing his eyes

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

it's just peaceful and so domestic, idk

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

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

[hocesthelas]

The Slytherin to my Hufflepuff | Sehun

Pairing: Hufflepuff!Sehun × Slytherin! Reader Word count: 1.3K Summary: Sehun, which had been expected to be Slytherin for all intents and purposes, was sorted into Hufflepuff, while you, a Hufflepuff in blood and bones found yourself in Slytherin. Authors note: This is my first fic on here. I do feel that I have gone waay off from my original idea, but hey, if anyone ends up reading this, I hope you enjoy! :)

It all began with a bam. You were walking down the corridors with Hannah. You were looking at the sky and quickly got distracted by a cloud in the shape of a mouse. You were looking so intently, and you were so distracted by your own thoughts, that you no longer registered to what the Hufflepuff beside you was saying.

You most definitely couldn’t tell that someone was walking directly towards you, someone, who had also been distracted.

In the blink of an eye, you found yourself struck and on the ground with a sore bum before you even registered what happened. As you looked up, your eyes met his. You quickly concluded that this face was the most pleasant one you had seen in Hogwarts. A face which the glow of the sun had made look heavenly. You looked down at his dishevelled black and yellow tie. A Hufflepuff!

“I’m sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was…”

“sorry, I wasn’t paying attention to where I was…”

“going”

“going” you both said simultaneously.

You broke down laughing, and he gave you an amused grin.

Later that day you pestered Hannah on who the Hufflepuff was and demanded she share everything she knew about him. She looked at you in confusion “you don’t know Oh Sehun?” you shook your head no.

“Well,” she began “If you are a Hufflepuff in Slytherin robes, he’s a Slytherin in Hufflepuff clothes; I reckoned you would know him.”

Following this incident, you've gotten closer to Sehun. You also learned more about him; like how he used a bird-conjuring charm on a Ravenclaw who was bothering his friend, or how he came from a family of Slytherins, and how his family had been greatly disappointed that he ended up in Hufflepuff.

You also had a lot in common; you were both sorted into the ‘wrong house’, you both spent more time with students from other houses than those of your own and even though you were both fairly well known in Hogwarts, you somehow never heard of one another before you literally bumped into each other in the corridors. What was truly frightening was how nearly all of your friends were his friends too.

Moreover, you had constantly spent time in the Hufflepuff common room, even though it was technically not allowed. Despite this, somehow, miraculously, you had never — not once — come across him.

This didn’t mean that you never, unknowingly, crossed paths. Soon after you started frequenting the Hufflepuff common room, some of the occupants were not happy to have you there, and they were not shy to share their thoughts with you.

Seeing as you thought it inappropriate to complain to your Hufflepuff friends, you recounted all that happened to your Gryffindor friend. It didn’t take long for these incidents to cease. Flooded with schoolwork and exams, you never had time to think much of it.

You now learned that Chanyeol had gone to Sehun to speak of the matter. Sehun then took measures to keep his own housemates in check. All this while he too had never seen a hair on your head.

It only took a short time before you felt as if you'd known Sehun your entire life. You'd spend as much of your day stuck to each other as possible, and you would never run out of things to talk about.

Presently you were both sprawled beside each other on the grounds just outside of Hogwarts. As per usual, curiosity made its way through your system, and you could only keep it in for a few brief moments before you spoke up “Sehun, you have brewed Amortentia before, haven't you?”

“I would like to think that by now I have, yes” you rolled your eyes at him, even though he couldn’t see it.

“So, how was it? what did you smell?” he turned his head towards you “I smelled the fear from my enemies” this sent you into a laughing fit, and he too couldn’t help but laugh.

You slapped him on his chest “oh come on dummy, I’m being serious, what did you smell?” “not telling” he said in a teasing tone.

You moved closer and you turned to whisper in his ear “come on, tell me, what did you smell”.

He tried his best to shield his ear “Jeez, are you always this touchy with your friends? why don’t you find someone else to annoy” “No” you answered.

“No what? you are not touchy with your friends, or, you can't find some to annoy?”

“both” you turned to look at him again “don’t think I’m dropping this, now tell me what did you smell?”. He continued lying there, still. You weren’t sure if his reaction was because of your question, or because of your answer.

You impatiently got up on your elbow, and fisted your left hand, as if preparing to punch him “are going to tell me, or do you plan on getting beat?” he put his hands up in surrender “alright, alright! why do you Slytherins always revert to violence”.

As you laid back on the grass, he hummed in thought, stole a glance at you then focused his eyes back on the sky before finally saying “it was lavender… freshly cleaned laundry, and…” he looked at you again ”and Pelargonium”.

You propped yourself back up on your elbow and looked at him intently “no way, are you serious?” he seemed waver at the question, but answered with a hum and a nod of the head.

Your smile just grew bigger and bigger “guess what I smelled?” you didn’t even give him a chance to answer before continuing. “lavender” you saw his eyes instantly grow in shock “freshly cleaned sheets” he looked at you in disbelief before retorting “well, I do hope you aren’t the biggest narcissist in the world, and have Pelargonium as your third scent”.

He had accidentally given himself away, and this was all the reassurance you needed. You gave him a quick peck on the cheek, earning you a pair of reddening cheeks. “Of course I didn’t smell Pelargonium. My third scent was apple”.

He stared at you, eyes glued to yours. You couldn’t decipher the look he gave you, so you attempted to further elaborate “you also smell of apple if you didn’t realis-”.

Before you could finish the sentence he grabbed your face, pulling you down for a kiss. You could feel each other smile through the kiss and felt yourself engulphed by the smell of apples, drowning you under a blanket of comfort.

As you pulled away, your eyes found each other, and you were lost in his. He was the first to break the silence “if there is any doubt in your mind, you smell like Pelargonium” you couldn't wipe the smile off your face “I know”.

You then threw yourself on top of him, hearing him whimper in surprise. His arms snaked around you, making you feel giddy. As he caressed your back you heard him speak “I guess the fact that we smelled nearly the exact same thing proves that we were meant to be together” “oh, so we’re together now?” “haven't we always been?”.

You sighed in relief “good, now I don't have to be the only one without a boyfriend”

As you cuddled each other, you couldn’t help but think about the sorting hat, and how ironic it was that you were both sorted into what you thought was each others house. “Sehun” he hummed for you to continue. “do you think the sorting hat was playing matchmaker with us?”.

You could feel him grin from under you “I’m telling you, we were meant to be, it’s just that the sorting hat realised it earlier than we ever did”

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[jonglo]

Hello:) can i request one where the reader finds out she’s pregnant before Sehun’s enlistment? And she’s scared but his reaction is really cute and happy ♥️

an: once again work has been killing me sorry for the late response.

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I hope Sehun will be seen off well for his enlistment. I can't wait for him to come back. We will miss him <3

warnings: none

genre: fluff and angst

The first snow of December fell past your windows as the world around you froze while your eyes stared at the positive pregnancy test in your hands. What you have been praying wasn't true was unfolding right before your eyes. There couldn't have a worser time for this to happen to you.

A couple weeks before, you had begun feeling a bit unwell. Starting with a couple of headaches and fatigue. This of course progressed to feelings of nausea. With the winter coming, you passed this off as the flu. That was until you had missed your cycle. Well it just so happened that after putting off the test for weeks, you finally decided to take it the day Sehun found it appropriate to announce his enlistment. You felt the anxiety rush through your body as you stared at the two bright red lines. The silence engulfed you as your hands began to shake with fear. Doubt immediately started to take over your mind as the thought that Sehun would be upset and not present for the child came over you. After what felt like an eternity, you were finally able to snap out of your trance and decided to hide the test in the back of the medicine cabinet. Allowing one big event at a time.

A couple days go by and Sehun becomes increasingly concerned with your behavior. The constant stress whenever he starts a sentence with "Babe, Can I ask you a question?" showing through your demeanor. The constant pressure of having to mask your symptoms just to ease the burden of his enlistment. In truth, you were not only scared of this situation interrupting Sehun's wish for an easy dismissal but how this would impact the child. You wanted to tell him the news but no moment felt right. You constantly felt like a burden to his plan.

You managed to keep this secret for 3 days before Sehun came to confront you about this new behavior.

"Hey, is everything alright? You just seem very antsy recently.. Is it about the whole military thing?" He asked as he sat next to you on the sofa, genuine sincerity veiling his face.

"Oh yeah, it's just a big change from what I am used to." you spat out to quickly change topic.

"You know, I'm not going to be gone that long, my position is special. The whole social service thing is different." He responds before placing a soft hand on your back. This action causing for a strong emotion to arise.

"Im sorry.." you mumbled looking down in your lap, tears beginning to swell in your eyes. This left Sehun staring at you with a tilted head.

"For what? Already missing this handsome face? That's a given.." He rolls his eyes as a playful smile appears on his face.

"No.. keeping this secret from you." You mutter while wiping the tears from your eyes and chuckling softly at his joke. He watched as you stood up and headed to the bathroom to get the test. When you returned, you slowly placed the positive test in his hand and sat back anxiously and studied his face.

"Oh my god.." He mumbled as he stared at the test, causing for you to feel sick to your stomach in fear. You quickly jumped to explain yourself.

"Im sorry for keeping this from you. I know its a terrible time to bring this up and I know it ruins the whole enlistment process but I hope you aren't mad about this.. I wanted to tell you but there was no right time for this. I just couldn't bring myself to-" You rambled until you heard Sehun's voice interrupt you.

"Oh my god!" His eyes jolted to meet with your own. "I'm going to be a father!" His eyes jumped between yours and your stomach as his excitement rushed out.

"So you aren't mad about the timing...?" You muttered, taking time to adapt to his reaction.

"Mad? This is the best timing possible! I'm on the base for like a week then home for 2 years with no active promotions. I'm free to bother you and the baby every day!" He says, grabbing your wrists and shaking them with utter joy. "Like I don't think you understand... I'm going to be a father!" He shouts before flashing you a bright smile. You chuckle in response as you watch him express every ounce of joy in his body.

"Oh my god... I have to call and tell Jongdae that i'm a better father than him!" He yells before placing a lot of wet kisses on your face, making sure to place some on your stomach as well.

He jumps up and skips to the bedroom just to share his announcement as a way to prove his greatness. You felt like 20 lbs had been lifted off of your chest as his reaction proved to be the opposite of what you expected. This time as you sat with the pregnancy test, you were filled with delight instead of pure frustration and panic. These next two years were going to be filled with bliss as long as Sehun was by your side.

From the sofa you heard the sounds of Sehun boasting about his fathering excellence, which only made you so much more confident and excited for the future of this small family.

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[spacequokka]

Pairing: CEO!Sehun x Exotic Dancer!Reader Genre: Childhood Friends AU Rating: 18+ Summary: Of all the places to run into an old friend, a strip club isn’t high on the list. Word Count: 1.3k Warnings: None really. Might be fluffy or angsty. Depends on how hard student debt is hitting you.

Inspired by this post.

In a way, Sehun supposed he should’ve thanked Chanyeol for choosing the family life. Things might have turned out differently if he’d been able to club-hop and party like they did in college. They’d had a rule to never visit the same club twice in a month, but since Sehun was subject to the new group of friends he’d found for nights out, he often found himself in the same place.

The newest obsession was a strip club that’d just opened. It boasted a casino theme with multiple stages and the best dancers in town. While nights out were meant to leave the day’s business behind, he knew the others were interested in investing in what could be a game changer in the industry.

Not him, though. He was just there for drinks and maybe a lap dance.

The inside was classy with touches of pop culture. He particularly liked the combination of crystal with gold accents. Made him feel like he was royalty. Their table was in VIP and he was secretly thrilled about the privacy. He liked to keep to himself and admire the view while nursing his drinks. The dancers on stage were gorgeous, but one in particular caught his eye.

You had to have been new to dancing. Your eyes were too wide at times and you had trouble keeping eye contact with the audience. A terribly shy little thing who knew how to move her body like fluid. The way you danced on the pole was mesmerizing and made him lean forward in his seat. If he was getting a lap dance, it’d be from you. Your performance ended all too soon and someone pushed his shoulder.

“You like her that much?” Mino laughed. Sehun opened his mouth to object but Mino continued, “Don’t worry, I got you. She’s coming up in a bit.”

Well, it was settled. He took a heady gulp of his liquor and bristled at the burn, adjusting his position in the seat. Another dancer took the stage and the others’ attention was stolen. Sehun saw a flash of pink out of the corner of his eye and saw you approaching their section. As you got closer to him, he studied your face, recognition tickling the back of his mind. He held out his hand for you and you took it, allowing him to guide you to him without bothering his friends.

“Would you like me to dance for you?”

Your voice threw him for a loop. It triggered nostalgia in the last place he’d ever want to experience it. He gripped your hand a little tighter and leaned in closer, turning his head away so you’d have his ear. “Say that again.”

“Dance? Do you want me to dance?”

He wasn’t mistaken. Your voice was more than just familiar to him. It was home. Back in his mother’s kitchen tasting pastries before going out to play. Back on the playground where he hid for games of hide-and-seek or searched for eyes that doubled in size when found.

“_____?” He looked at you, closer this time, inspecting every inch of your face. Sure enough, if he ignored the false eyelashes and slab of makeup, there you were. His lost friend from his childhood.

You froze upon hearing your name, eyes darting all over the place in panic before landing on his face. For the first time that evening, you looked someone in the eyes. “S-sehun?!”

He instantly lost interest in it all. The club. The dancers. His friends. He put down his drink and stood, quickly unbuttoning his suit jacket and shrugging it off.

“W-what are you doing?” You tried to stop him from stripping. “I don’t think they hire on the spot like this.”

“Oh, shut up.” He muttered, taking the jacket in his hands and putting it around your shoulders, shielding your body from view. “Outside, now.”

“We can’t just walk out. Security will—”

“Kiss my ass.” He finished as he guided you out of the VIP booth and towards the nearest exit sign. A big guy in a too-tight Baby GAP shirt blocked your path. “Let us through.”

“No one leaves with the dancers. No exceptions.” The guy tapped his hip and flashed the butt of a stun gun. “Don’t make me repeat myself.”

“Sehun, he’s serious. He’ll use it if you push it.” You looked at him over your shoulder. “Can’t we just talk here? It’s a little quieter.”

Sehun groaned but nodded. “Fine.” He took a deep breath. “Where do I even begin? Why are you here? What are you doing?”

You clutched his jacket a little tighter around your body, the loss of body heat from the crowd noticeable with the skimpy two-piece you had on. “Without boring you with details…med school’s expensive. So is housing and food and…adulting is a lot harder than I thought. I had a few false starts and here I am, just trying to keep from dropping out.”

From the way your beautiful eyes went cold and distant, he knew there was so much more to the story than that. Lots of heartache and pain in just your voice alone. “How long have you been here?”

You shook your head and shrugged. “This is my first week. Still a newbie.”

He hated seeing you like this. Small and unsure. Guilt crawled down his throat and suffocated him. Of all people, he should’ve kept in touch with you. Even a phone call here or there to make sure everything was okay. He’d gotten so wrapped up in the whirlwind success of his modeling career and clothing line that he’d forgotten the people who’d gotten him through the defining moments of his life. Like you encouraging him to follow his dreams instead of giving in to his parents’ wishes for a medical student.

“Come home with me.” As soon as he blurted the words out, he wished he could take them back, if nothing else but to rephrase them better. “I mean, you don’t have to do this. I have space, an extra room you can have.”

“What? Oh, Hun, I couldn’t—”

“You could. You’d save a lot of money if you did.” The thought of you being safe and cared for, under his wing, gave him peace of mind he didn’t know he needed. “Right, and shit, I could do so much more. You wouldn’t have to pay me anything so you could save up. God, how much is your tuition? I could pay that off for you.”

You sputtered and shook your head frantically, hands trying to grab his shirt to get his attention. “Wait! I can’t let you do that. I can’t afford to pay you back for any of that stuff.”

“But I want to do it. And I don’t want money from you either. You were there for me when I needed it. Let me be there for you.” He could tell by the faraway look in your eyes that “no” was still on the tip of your tongue. He had a dirty trick up his sleeve, but if it meant getting you out of there and somewhere safe where you didn’t have to worry about your financial situation, he’d use it. “Please don’t make me call your mom.”

The timid look in your eyes gave way to something fierce and deadly. You let go of his shirt. “Really? You’re gonna use my mom against me?”

“If it works, it works. I know how much you care about her opinion. She’ll fly out here and kick your ass.” He put his hands in his pockets. “Now, are we leaving? I can have my assistant meet us at my place with things you need until we can get your stuff.”

⟨⟨ Series ML || Group ML ⟩⟩

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[justwritedreams]

Now it starts | Sehun

Mafia!Sehun x Reader

Word count: 2531 Genre: slight angst. Author: maari  Warnings: Suggestive, reader being jealous, a few punches, deaths and bad words. Sehun saying baby girl because yeah, that's a warning. Note: I melted with this scenario, mafia! sehun is my favorite and you have no idea. Request: can i request exo sehun!mafia please? the plot is y/n's is suho's little sister, and you guys are fighting because of something. out of nowhere, you've been kidnapped and sehun-suho are in fight. finally, they save you and you hug suho and he approves your relationships and say sorry. can i add some plot like suho knows your relationship when you and sehun making out?   ⫷ Exo Masterlist

Y/N tried to hold back a laugh but Sehun's icy lips were tickling her uncovered neck, but the urge to laugh soon passed when his wide and firm hands held her by the waist, gluing her against his warm body. "Come on, no one will see us." he spoke against her skin and Y/N bit her lower lip, her body temperature was already high enough just with his stolen kisses, the feeling that they were doing something forbidden was making her heart race even more. "No one will see us but will they hear us?" she asked mischievously.

Sehun broke the kiss to face her, his eyebrow raised.

"If you’ll be a good girl." he replied quietly, his Adam's apple becoming more evident as he swallowed hard as he stared unashamedly at the neckline of her dress.

"You know I can't promise anything." she shrugged and he looked at her in surprise.

"You used to be an angel, baby girl."

She wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders, pulling him closer.

"I think I've been corrupted by someone."

Sehun smiled widely before pinning her against the wall and advancing against Y/N's red lips, starting a quick and thirsty kiss. She sighed, her legs barely supporting themselves and the only thing keeping her upright were his hands. The body was missing Sehun, it was screaming for him in every way possible and although she had no idea he was back from business it was hard for her to hold back her smile when she saw him next to her brother. That had been a casual visit to her older brother, it had been a long time since Suho and she had seen each other so she took advantage of her break from work to see him.

But in fact, the conversation didn't even last 5 minutes as his phone rang and it was just her and Sehun in the room.

They weren't crazy about making out in the living room, where anyone could catch them, especially her brother who was against any kind of approach with his... work partners. So there wasn't much left for them to do but make out in a hidden room, because it wasn't like they could stand to be away when they were so close. Sehun's hands itched to touch Y/N's legs that were uncovered by the dress she was wearing, but would soon be on the ground if it was up to him. And he didn't take long to touch her exposed and burning skin, Y/N took the opportunity to wrap her legs around his waist and soon he was holding her as hot, fierce lips meet desperately. Y/N moaned softly as he bit down on her bottom lip and instinct had her grinding her hips against his, feeling the bulge.

"Be quiet or I'll end up having to punish you." it took a lot of willpower not to moan again, having Sehun's low voice so close talking so provocatively was too much for her. All she wanted was for no piece of clothing to get in the way of feeling his body again, after so long, she yearned to have him inside her.

But it was clear he was going to take his time, 6 weeks without seeing each other and he was going to rush things? No way. He would leave her bubbling up with desire until he gave her what she wanted, as he always did. As they started another hot kiss, neither of them even remembered Suho who at that point was looking for his sister around the house. He knew where she would be and that's why he went to the library, the place where she liked the most.

Only Suho didn't know that she liked the library because that's where she and Sehun made out often, it was there or in her brother's office and she wouldn't be crazy to stay with Sehun there.

When Sehun was reaching for the hem of Y/N's dress and she was already brushing her hips again so that his hand could touch her intimately, the door slammed and caught their attention, followed by Suho's rough voice.

"What the fuck is this?"

The two looked in shock at Suho who was gripping the door handle tightly, Y/N jumped off Sehun's lap, he just took a deep breath. Y/N straightened her hair, avoiding her brother's furious gaze, her heart felt like it would leap out of her chest. It was a disturbing silence. "So who's going to explain to me first what the fuck is going on?" Suho asked once more and Y/N glared at Sehun, he was serious but not surprised.

Especially because he knew that at some point he would have to reveal the truth to his friend.

"I think it's self-explanatory what you saw." Sehun replied, shrugging and that pissed off Suho.

He took a step forward and Y/N did the same, placing herself in front of her brother.

“This is funny to you? With my sister?!"

"Don’t start!" she said, placing her hand on her brother's chest, trying to push him back.

"Since when are you guys doing this behind my back?" "I don't think you're going to like the answer." Sehun replied and Suho closed his eyes, shaking his head.

"I told you to stay away from my sister!"

"You don't have to treat me like I'm 5 years old, okay?" Y/N said, angry.

"Then don't act like one." he spoke loudly and Y/N closed her free hand, she felt the nails dig into her skin but she was so irritated that she didn't even care. "I'm sorry if I fell in love with your sister, I sure wanted to do it on purpose." Sehun spoke louder and Suho turned to face him, as well as Y/N.

Well, he had told her he loved her before but seeing him admit it in front of her brother was… different.

"Don't think I still agree with the idea." Suho sighed and held up his finger. "If you hurt her, you already know what will happen to you."

"Before you can lay a hand on me, I'll do it myself."

[...]

"Leave me!" Y/N pulled her arm away from Sehun's hands and tried to stride away, feeling like an idiot as tears burned her eyes.

"Y/N please!" he ran after her. "Don't do it like that."

"Go back to that crappy casino and that busty one that was sitting on your lap." she said hurt, crossing the street and Sehun huffed, reaching for her arm and making her stop. "Stop acting like a child, you know it wasn't what you're thinking at all. It's just business." he argued and she swallowed hard.

She knew, of course. That kind of business was part of his world.

But that didn't mean she wasn't pissed and jealous. She wanted to surprise him, she would just drop by the hotel and see him from afar. But she didn't want to see a woman sitting on his lap and she didn't want to be discovered, of course her ego was slightly massaged when she saw Sehun get up the moment he saw her there, he ran after her when he saw that she was leaving.

But she was jealous, dammit! She couldn't help it. "Wait a minute." he smiled slightly as he studied her face. "Do you like me so much that you're jealous?"

Y/N huffed in annoyance.

"As if you don't know the answer."

Sehun's face lit up for a few seconds, he was ready to take her in his arms and kiss her right there in the middle of the street, the pout Y/N was making begged to be kissed. However, his eyes averted when he saw 3 black cars approaching at high speed, he put his hand to his waist on the gun that was hidden but before he could engage it to shoot, several masked men jumped out of the still moving cars and approached him and Y/N. The last thing he saw was Y/N's confused face looking to the sides before being abruptly pulled away from him, someone hit him on the back of the head and he tried to fight the darkness but it was practically impossible, even if he heard Y/N scream his name in sheer desperation.

He woke up with Suho slapping him in the face and he got up abruptly, ready to fight for Y/N... only she wasn't there anymore.

"What the hell happened?" Suho asked worriedly and Sehun tripped over his own feet as he looked around.

There was no sign of Y/N.

“No.” he felt his voice crack as desperation took over his body. "No, shit!" “Sehun. Did my sister find you? She texted me saying she was coming to see you.” Sehun stared at him, not knowing what to say. "Why were you lying in the street?" "We fought." he brought his hand to the spot where he had been hit. "And they took her." Suho raised his eyebrows and blinked more than usual.

"What?"

"They took her!" Sehun spoke more firmly. "Y/N was kidnapped and I couldn't do anything."

He saw Suho's nostrils flare and then in a quick movement, Suho lunged at him, landing a punch on his face.

Sehun staggered back but didn't reciprocate. He deserved it.

Mainly because he had let them take Y/N.

He didn't move to stop it because he was too gleeful that Y/N was jealous of him to care about his instincts. "If anything happens to my sister, it will be your fault!"

"I know that, do you think I wanted this to happen?"

"You put her in that position the moment you got involved with her.” "I'll fix this, I'll bring her back." Sehun responded with conviction, feeling every fiber in his body electrify with rage.

"We will." Suho replied firmly. "We know who it was."

"The Brotherhood."

[...] Y/N kept her head down, not out of embarrassment even though being slapped in the face had hit her more than the face but her ego, but she was almost undoing the ropes those thugs had tightened around her wrists. It was the first time she had been kidnapped because of her brother and boyfriend's business, but that didn't mean she hadn't been in conflicting and desperate situations. And Suho himself had already taught her to think reasonably in extreme situations.

It was exactly what she was doing.

She pretended to pass out from the slap she had taken, enough for the idiots to tie her wrists anyway, they wouldn't see her moan in pain from the knot so it didn't matter if they tied it tight.

She might even smile evil, if she weren't in a dirty, dark cabin and who knows where. She managed to free her hands enough to manage to take off the ring she always wore without dropping it on the floor and give the kidnappers that she was awake. She wiggled the ring until she found the stone and squeezed it, hearing a little click and then a sound that made her take a deep breath.

She had won Suho's ring, when he had entered the mafia world, it was not only a very rare stone but also a tracker.

Y/N didn't always activate it because that ring was for emergencies, like in that case.

The brother would know where she was now. Hearing footsteps, she put the ring back on her finger and pretended to be passed out again. Suho had taught her how to use her hearing properly, so she closed her eyes and waited. She heard them enter the room she was in and approach her.

She had to swallow a sound of revulsion when she felt an awkward hand on her legs.

"What are you doing?" a voice asked and she heard a laugh.

"Having fun. Isn't it a shame such a beauty is with the wrong guy?"

"The boss told you to just watch, not touch."

"As I care."

"Do you know whose sister she is?!"

"He will never know."

Y/N swallowed and took a deep breath.

"After all, you'll die before that." she spoke firmly and raised her head to face the two masked men.

One looked a bit surprised and the other who caressed her leg, approached holding her face tightly and making her look at him. "Don't test me, bitch." he warned and she laughed.

Y/N then spit in the man's face and he released her, raising his hand to smack her in the face.

But even before he could do that, a gunshot echoed through the room and his body fell to the side already lifeless, the thud made the other one who was stopped turn to the door and try to raise the gun, to no avail because he was shot twice in the chest and fell dead. Y/N felt her eyes water as she saw her brother enter the room armed, looking at both of them to make sure they were dead. Suho approached her and helped her finish undoing the rope knot, as soon as her wrists were free, she threw herself into her brother's arms. "Are you okay?" he asked, concerned as he pressed her against his body.

Y/N just nodded, relieved to see her brother.

"Let me see you. Are you hurt?" he asked and pulled back enough to place his hands on her shoulder. "I'm sorry for getting you into this." "It's okay, you're here now." she said, trying not to cry.

But it was difficult when she saw Sehun enter the room, she noticed that he was limping and saw a cut on his leg. It was enough to feel her heart sink and rush to him.

Sehun held her tight in his arms, ignoring all the pain in her body from the fight he had with who knows how many henchmen, she buried her face in the back of his neck and he stroked her hair, closing his eyes and relieved that they had arrived on time. "I'm sorry, God, I'm so sorry." Y/N pulled back to look at him, his hands went to her face and without having to say anything, they kissed right there. "I knew you would come." she spoke against his lips and he caressed her face. "He proved why he deserves you." Suho's voice echoed through the room and the couple pulled back to look at him.

Y/N was confused and Sehun was surprised.

"Are you…" she started to speak and Suho rolled his eyes.

"Approving of your relationship? Yeah, fine. It's not like I can stop it anyway."

Sehun smiled widely as he placed his hand on Y/N's waist, afraid that she would move away from him. "Just please, stop having sex in the library, there's a bedroom in the mansion for that." He said, shaking his head and leaving the room.

Y/N looked at Sehun and he raised his eyebrow.

"He ordered it, you heard."

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Have a soft spot for me | Osh

Oh Sehun x fem!reader

Plot:from your attitude no one would tell that you love Sehun,but things are meant to change soon

Warnings:none

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“Because you’re different to me,but in a good way”

With your check-out done you could finally take a breath of relief as you were back in Seoul.

Six beautiful weeks of studying abroad,in Sweden,had finally come to an end and you couldn’t wait to meet your friends.

You crossed the hallway of the airport,reaching the entrance,where Junmyeon was waiting to pick you up and drive you to the welcome party.

As soon as you saw him a jolt of happiness shook your whole body

“Junmyeon!!” you exclaimed out loud,running towards your friend to hug him. Your luggage fell on the ground as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders and your legs around his waist.

Your friend,who was taken by surprised,held you by luck

“You want the both of us to fall” he giggled

“I missed you so much” you showered his face with kisses;he then put you down. Everyone’s eyes were on you two:probably people were thinking he was your boyfriend,but the truth was that you simply used to be warm with your closest friends

“So you are my taxi for today” you teased him,looking as he collected your luggage

“For today? Six weeks were enough to make you forget who used to drive you around Seoul,I see”

“Of course not…I could never forget Irene”

Junmyeon turned around and glared at you:his eyes became two thin lines in the disappointed face he was showing you. You laughed and hit his shoulder with a friendly fist

“Calm down I’m joking,no need to think about leaving me here the whole night”

“I hope so” he replied,sliding your luggage in the trunk of his black car

“So…where’s the welcome party?”

“It’s a surprise” he said,and with that he spent the drive avoiding any kind of question.

It took you around an hour to get to the party. Your friends held it in your favourite karaoke bar in Hongdae. Everyone was there:all your boy friends and girl friends.

“Joy! Yeri! My girls!” with a happy smile you ran toward your friends,hugging them and placing a kiss on their cheeks

“Seulgi and Irene couldn’t come tonight,but the present is from them as well” the younger brunette said,giving you a giant bouquet of flowers

“Thank you all so much,I’ll call them later. You’re amazing” you smiled,putting the flowers next to a bunch of other presents before greeting the friends who had come

“Baekhyunee! My favourite trouble maker” you squished him in your arms

“Jongin,my bear! Magic handshake?” with a laugh the boy stretched his arm out,doing the well know greeting you two had invented;then you hugged him just like you did with Junmyeon earlier

“Minseok! Jongdae!” you locked them in a double hug as they both ruffled your hair

“We thought you would’ve moved to Sweden after spending six weeks of telling us how amazing that country is” the older looked at you with sweet eyes

“I could never live there without you all” you smiled,moving to greet Chanyeol

“Hello giant” you pouted as he playfully lifted you up to greet you

“I’m not a giant,you’re just too short for me” he teased you. You jokingly hit his leg with a kick

“I was trying to be sweet!”

“Try again” he winked as he watched you walking to Yixing and Kyungsoo. You hugged and kissed them as well.

There was one last person you had to greet but as soon as you saw him you froze. Oh Sehun:the prettiest man alive,but also then one who made you the most nervous…it didn’t matter if you had been knowing him for years.

“Hi” you said unintentionally cold,greeting him by a safe distance. There was only one word to describe the scene:embarrassing. Everyone was silent,staring at the two of you or exchanging a few “I wish I were somewhere else” glances;only Baekhyun faked a cough and pushed you towards the tall guy

“Hi” Sehun replied,his voice was flat,uninterested…but what could you expect from him if you had always been so shy when he was around that all you could do was avoiding any kind of friendly interaction? Hate,that was the answer.

You gave him a fast hug and stepped back,grabbing the bag full of gifts from Sweden

“As you know,while studying abroad I’ve joined a pottery club. Now guess what’s in there”

“Biscuits” Baekhyun giggled

“Candies” Jongi talked,randomly rising his hand

“Alcohol” Chanyeol crossed his arms with a satisfied face,probably he was thinking he had just made the joke of the year

“What a perceptive trio,especially Chanyeol. In fact I’ve made personalised mugs for everyone!” your voice was excited

“Gotta expect a bunny on mine I guess” Junmyeon rested his shoulder against the wall

“Not a simple bunny…-you picked up his mug-a bunny swimming in a sea of carrots” you handed him the gift. The boy looked at the object and burst into a laughter

“This looks like a dog swimming in a sea of golden fishes with green tails,but I’ll appreciate the effort” he joked

“Fuck off Kim” you rolled your eyes as you started handing out mugs to everyone

“Is this an astronaut cat or…” Kyungsoo was confused

“Bingo! You see,my drawing skills ain’t that bad”

“They’re not bad,they’re awful” Joy teased you,exchanging a fist with Junmyeon

“Go make Junmyeon your new best friend then,he’s good at lingerie shopping on Saturday”

“What?” Junmyeon’s cheeks became as red as apples

“Nothing!” Joy yelled

“Do you have a specific day to do that?” Minseok asked amused

“She’s talking nonsense” Joy mumbled nervously shaking her hands in the air

You laughed,grabbing the last mug in your bag:it was Sehun’s. You froze again,looking at the present. It was pretty but extremely plain compared to the others:you knew you weren’t actually good at painting,that was why you had planned a different personalisation for his mug. You were too scared he wouldn’t have liked any of your dumb drawings,so you went for a simple pattern;however,just like your behaviour towards him,the energy of that present was pretty cold.

Sehun looked at the object and mumbled a fast “thanks” before abandoning it on a nearby table:it hurt you. Why weren’t you able to give the best of you when it came to that guy? Why you liked him so much that all you could do was ruining every chance to get closer to him?

You smiled,hiding the pain rising from your heart,and then suggested to officially start the night.

You ordered a few drinks and chose the songs to perform at karaoke.

The first one singing was Baekhyun,with his beautiful angel voice,who chose a Michael Jackson song, adding even a few nailed dance moves.

Everyone clapped and laughed,cheering the next in line:Jongdae. He was a classic guy,so he went for a more emotional performance with Hello by Adele. Joy randomly burst into tears during the chorus,but probably it was because of the alcohol which had begun to hit.

You clapped at Jongdae,ordered a bunch of Soju shots and went on with the night.

Around midnight,besides the few friends who had to drive,everyone was drunk.

“It’s too hot,I need some fresh air. I’ll be back” you said,leaving your drink on the table

“Shall I come with you?” Minseok asked,but you shook your head

“I’m fine don’t worry” you smiled,and walked outside.

As soon as you closed the entrance door of the karaoke bar you noticed Sehun standing a few steps away from you. He was resting against the wall while scrolling through his phone.

You gave him a glance,shivers crossing your spine,but even tho you wanted it you had no chance to leave as he saw you

“I didn’t notice you’ve left the party” you murmured,trying to broke the tension,but you made it worse

“I’m not surprised” Sehun shrugged his shoulders.

You didn’t know what to say:you felt sorry for him,you had never meant to be perceived as the petty bitch,but any time you tried to change things you only made it worse by accident. It had been like that since day one and you had lost hope by then.

You sighed and scratched the back of your neck

“I didn’t mean it in that way” you murmured,looking at him

“Okay” he replied,shifting his attention on the phone again.

The silence fell,only the sweet sound of the night breeze could be heard. You knew it was the right moment to talk to him,tell him that,at least,you didn’t hate him like he thought

“Sehun-“ you called him

“Mh?” he murmured,eyes still stuck on the phone

“I-you were about to speak when you felt a retch coming up from your stomach-I need the bathroom” you spat out and ran away.

Sehun looked at you confused for a second,but as soon as he understood you were sick he followed you.

You held onto the sink of the bathroom and threw up. You weren’t feeling dizzy,but probably your stomach wasn’t used anymore to the amount of Soju you had drank that night. After all,you had spent six weeks in a place in which no one knew what Soju was,you should’ve predicted it.

“Are you okay?” Sehun pushed your hair back while massaging your back,you couldn’t see his eyes but a ring of concern had replaced the usual shine of his pupils.

Once you felt a little better you washed your face and sat,resting your back against the sink.

Sehun sat next you,waiting for you to feel better. Once again the embarrassing silence fell,and you hated yourself.

“Shall I call someone else? Maybe Junmyeon or Jongdae?”

“No I’m fine” you shook your head

“Thank you” you said in hope to make it less uncomfortable

“Nevermind” he replied.

Again,silence.

You sighed,sure it was time to talk

“I don’t hate you,you know?” you said,rising your head to look into Sehun’s eyes. The boy furrowed his eyebrows,then he shifted his eyes away without saying anything

“I’m being honest” you kept on talking,scanning the boy’s features. By the small changes his expression went through, you knew he was feeling so many emotions all at once.

“I don’t care if you hate me or not. I never asked you anyway” he spat out,coldly. At those words your heart shattered into a million pieces. So that was it:he didn’t care about you while you were so worried of hurting him;or…was he saying that just because he was already hurt? Maybe even more than what you expected. You felt so confused.

“You may not care,but I do”

“You should’ve showed it earlier” he scoffed

“I’m not good at it” you sighed

“Not good?-Sehun rose his voice-am I blind to you? So you think I don’t see how you treat other people? I wasn’t there but I am sure you hugged and kissed Junmyeon as soon as you saw him at the airport,you always do it with everyone…or,at least,everyone but me. However,I don’t care. I don’t need your approval to live happily” he was about to get up and leave,but you grabbed his wrist and dragged him back on the floor.

“You matter to me!” you exclaimed

A “tsk” escaped Sehun’s lips,followed by a sour laughter

“Stop fooling me” he shrugged your hand off and tried to leave again,but you didn’t give up.

You jumped on your feet and pushed the brunette against the sink;one of his hands held your arm while the other the sink itself. Your eyes chained together while your faces were a few inches away.

“I would never fool you Sehun. You can tell me you don’t care,but I know that’s not true,you always care about everything and everyone. That’s the thing I like the most about you because,as I said earlier,I do like you”

“Then why you barely talk to me? Why your behaviour is always ice cold?”

“Because…-you paused-because you’re different to me,but in a good way”

“You’re talking nonsense”

“I’m not! It’s so hard,there’s so much to say”

“Then say it”

“I can’t Sehun”

The boy rolled his eyes: “Why?”

“Because…” you stayed silent,words didn’t come out

“Because what Y/n? Can you be clear for once? I’m tired of always trying to understand what’s going on your mind. It makes me mad…as mad as seeing you being sweet with everyone but me!”

The last phrase unintentionally escaped Sehun’s lips,you could tell by his expression:he had been trying to not show how much jealous and hurt he was,but he wasn’t good at lying.

You looked at him for a second,then you finally opened up:

“Because I think I’m in love with you!” you spat out,regretting it as soon as you realised what you had just said.

Sehun blinked confused while his grip tightened around your arm. You couldn’t stop looking at him,you were waiting for a reaction,but,at the same time,you wanted to disappear.

“Forget about it! My mistake!” you exclaimed,trying to run away,but this time it was the brunette who held you back:it didn’t matter how much you tried to free yourself from his grip,his fingers wouldn’t let go.

“Y/n!” he called you,you turned around.

You thought you had officially lost any chance to build an actual friendship with him when,suddenly,he brought you closer and kissed you. Your heart skipped a beat and your body was suddenly crossed by shivers:what was happening? You didn’t realise it immediately,it took you a while to process.

“If you were in love with me why you avoided me that much?” Sehun spoke in a warm,gentle whisper. His face was no more contracted in a disappointed expression,otherwise he was now relieved.

“Having you around made my nervous,and I’m not good at handling emotions” you mumbled,as red as a strawberry. Sehun smiled and ruffled your hair:

“You don’t need to worry about it anymore”

And with that,things changed faster than what you expected:the boy’s presence started to feel like home while his hoodies became your new favourite thing,that thing you couldn’t get tired of. His smile became your ray of sun and his hugs your most effective medicine. Sehun was constantly by your side,both in the good and the bad,while you were there for him anytime he needed.

To summon everything up:you were finally happy,so happy that,soon,none of you tried to hide your relationship,nor to explain it;so,at a certain point,all your friends noticed but never said anything. They would simply cheer for you in silence,watching you two holding hands in front of them,exchanging kisses;they would watch how you two sat together,linking arms,or how Sehun paid for your drinks and carried your bags…and they would be grateful for that because,finally,there was no more heavy silence,just lots of love and affection.

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