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seung-mong · 11 months

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the little things - jeongin

includes: bf! jeongin x fem! reader, fluffiest smut ever istg, childhood friends to lovers loss of virginity (f and m), slight perv! jeongin, oral (f rec.) fingering (f rec.), i had no idea how to end this (lowkey did not want to)

wc: 5412 :0

jeongin was always yours. for as long as you could remember, there was no one else but him. from playdates where you would hit him in the head with your toy shovel as he attempted to eat sand, to hitting him in the head with your notebook when he'd try to cheat off you in exams. it was simply the way that it was, an irrevocable truth that you would never want to challenge.

looking back, you could never imagine loving anyone but him. who else knew you so well? you literally grew up together, always just across the street and ready to listen to you ramble about your day (that you spent entirely with him.) so loving him was easy. natural.

the first time he kissed you in the ninth grade, underneath the white jasmine tree that you had run your bike into when you were eleven, 'that's when i knew i loved you.' he'd confessed, holding you so sweetly against the trunk as he pressed his lips against yours in a way that took your breath away.

your first Official Date when he had asked you to go fishing with him, a request so entirely bizarre you found yourself saying yes before you could even think. he had rowed you out to the middle of the lake and had sat there for hours, talking and laughing until the sun had started to paint the sky the same tint of pink that dusted the tops of his cheeks.

you walked home empty handed save for the bucket of chum that he had playfully threatened to spill all over you. and he kissed you again right outside your door, fingers digging into your waist as yours tangled into his hair. and you just wanted to kiss and kiss and kiss him until his lips were sore but your front door opened with a bang! and jeongin had ended up running for his life across the street, into the safety of his home where your father could not reach him.

then on your Seventeenth Birthday, he had planned your surprise party, inviting every single one of your friends and begging them not to mention anything to you, booked a DJ and contemplated a petting zoo (your mother begged him not to push through with that), and decorated your living room all by himself. you'd never felt so loved before, the muscles in your cheeks strained from how the smile had never left your face.

and then later in the evening when everyone had gone home and you'd opened all your presents, jeongin asked you to go on a walk with him so he could give you his. back to your jasmine tree, where he held you against the trunk and kissed you just like he did all those years ago, smile never leaving his lips as he fished a tiny pink box from his jacket leaning impossibly closer to you to reveal the necklace with a j dotted with a tiny heart and a whisper of "will you be my girlfriend? like officially?"

and you couldn't find the words, so emotionally overwhelmed that all you could do was start to tear up and. poor, poor jeongin who mistook your silence for hesitance stuttering a "i- i asked your parents, they said it's okay. i promise to take care of you always, y/n. cross my heart." and of course you had said yes, practically leaping into his open arms with a squeal, wrapping your own arms around his neck and kissing him silly. then he walked you home wrapped in his jacket, fingers laced tightly with yours, his initial sitting prettily on your neck.

two years later and he's still who you come home to, surprised to find that going to different colleges has not affected your relationship in the slightest. if anything, it makes you even more excited to drive home and find your boyfriend already waiting for you, sitting on your front steps like a poor puppy.

the sound of your car pulling into the driveway alerts him, head perking up at the sound and absolute bliss washing over his features when he sees you running over to him, dropping your bag right there on the grass and hurling yourself at him. he catches you, arms instinctively wrapping around your middle as he hugs you, an excited "baby!" spilling out from him as he buries his face in your hair, breathing deeply and taking your scent in.

"i missed you sooo much." you sigh, melting right there against his chest, and jeongin can't help but chuckle.

"yea? you just saw me this morning, pretty." he playfully nudges you with his shoulder when you pull away, immediately lacing his fingers with yours as he bends down to pick your bag up before he slings it over his shoulder.

"well yea, but! i didn't see you for over five hours." you whine, leading him up the front steps and fishing in your pocket for the keys to your house.

"and we can't have that, can we?" jeongin teases you, but you know he handles the separation much worse. you could bring up the fact that he literally waited outside of your house for you to come home instead of waiting at his place (right across the street btw).

"course not." you shrug, pushing open your front door to be greeted by a furry ball running towards you at full speed, jumping on you so his front paws land on your thighs. you push past your dog, greeting him with scratches behind his ears and somewhat aggressive head pats.

"oh, i missed you too ayennie. did you miss me? missed mommy huh?" you coo at your dog as jeongin scoffs, closing the door behind you and placing your bag on the couch.

"can't believe you named a dog after me." jeongin shakes his head down at you as you sit on the floor cross-legged, letting your furry friend lick your face as his tail shakes in excitement.

"you're the one who gave him to me?" you remind him, shooting him a nasty look for making fun of your dog.

"yea. didn't expect him to replace me in the hierarchy of your heart, though." jeongin sighs, sitting next to you and scratching ayen's butt.

"oh dont be silly," you coo at your boyfriend, "you're still number one. you're just sharing your spot with ayennie!" jeongin playfully rolls his eyes at you, but his cheeks turn pink anyway. "oh my two favorite boys." you coo lovingly, embracing ayen with one hand and pinching jeongin's cheek with the other.

but besides inheriting his father's name, ayen had also inherited jeongin's attitude, suddenly pushing himself away from you and trotting out of your reach before you could pull him back to you. you whine in protest, but your dog seems to have completely forgotten about you opting to violently chew on his favorite tennis ball.

"now that the beast is gone," jeongin stands up, stretching and ignoring your scoff, "how about you show your real favorite boy some attention, hm?" jeongin offers his hand to you, pulling you up and towards him so you're chest to chest.

"i really did miss you, baby." jeongin whispers against your lips before he finally kisses, you, one arm wrapped around your waist to hold you securely against him, other hand cupping your cheek so softly, cradling your face as if you were the most fragile thing he's ever held. you loved kissing jeongin, loved how soft his lips were against yours, loved how he always tasted so sweet, like candy, and the way he would gently lick at your lips had always left you feeling so dizzy.

he starts to walk you backwards, softly moaning into your mouth when your hands come up to tangle themselves into his hair, tugging slightly. he hisses when you pull, bringing a smile to your lips still pressed to his.

"my naughty girl." he tuts, shaking his head and dipping his head lower to nip at your neck. you hum in delight, feeling the back of your knees hit the sofa's armrest, squealing when jeongin gently pushes you backwards. you giggle when his weight falls on top of you, a smile on his lips when he settles so he's angled in between your legs, careful not to crush you with his full weight.

and then there was The Silence. the one that always made the air feel thick, your throat go dry and your pulse quicken to the point you'd feel like you'd faint. the one that always happened whenever he was on top of you like this, bodies pressed together and leaving no inch of skin untouched, especially when jeongin would run his hands up and down your sides.

"you okay, baby?' jeongin mumbled against your collarbone when he felt you tense up under him, hands frozen and gripping onto his hoodie while his fingers pushed the hem of your shirt upwards so he could feel your bare skin.

"mhm." you hummed back.

"need to hear you say it. say 'yes, innie. im okay." he looks down at you, fingers coming up to rest at your neck, playing with the little "j" around your neck.

because contrary to what all your friends (and probably your parents) think, you've never gone past second base with jeongin. it wasn't a matter of fear or waiting for the right person, but you were always so genuinely overwhelmed whenever things would get slightly heated, embarrassed at the thought of cumming too early, too quickly, of seeming too eager. so you took your time and of course jeongin was patient with you, whispering 'its okay baby. lets just cuddle' even when he was kneeling shirtless in between your legs.

"yes innie," you repeated, voice breathy from the way jeongin was looking down at you, deep brown eyes suddenly a little darker. "i'm okay."

"good. you know that's all i want right, baby? for you to be okay. to feel good and safe." jeongin reassures you, arm resting beside your head as his fingers brush away the strands of hair that covered your face.

"i know, baby." you sigh. and you did feel okay. you did feel safe. you wanted to feel good, wanted it so bad, but never knew how to say it. so you did what you always did: gently pushed at jeongin's abdomen. the reaction was instant. your boyfriend bent down for one more chaste kiss before sitting up between your legs. rubbing up and down your thighs affectionately before offering you his hand and pulling you to sit up so you were face to face. he'd never sigh, never even hinted at disappointment, no matter if you were both half naked or if you had your hand wrapped around his cock, no matter how painfully hard he was and deliciously wet you were, he'd stop.

"i love you." jeongin whispers, kissing the tip of your nose.

"i love you." you mumble back, smiling gratefully back at him.

he gave your thigh one more playful pinch before he stood up, walking over to the kitchen and leaving you to steady your breathing.

"are mum and dad coming home for dinner? i could start cooking for them if you want." he calls to you, opening your refrigerator and scanning the different things he could use to make a meal. you feel a slight blush tint your cheeks. you loved hearing jeongin refer to your parents as mum and dad, always made your insides all warm and fuzzy.

"ah no," your voice is uneven as you sit up. "they have that trip to seoul with their real estate friends." you sigh, hugging your knees to your chest as you watched your boyfriend peek his head up from behind the refrigerator door.

"so it's just you here tonight?" he asks, voice laced with concern.

you shrug. "yea. its okay, ayen will keep me company."

jeongin clears his throat, walking back over to you with his hands in his pockets. "maybe... maybe we could have a sleepover? the way we used to when we were little?" he places a hand on your knee, looking adorably bashful as he refuses to make eye contact.

"id really like that, but. i dont think your mom would allow you to sleep here without parental supervision." you tease him, playfully poking his sides with your foot.

"i dunno, she really likes you! and she trusts me anyways." he catches your foot, gently massaging it and leaning forward to rest his chin on your knee.

"do you think she should be trusting you?" you tease, but jeongin only smirks.

"there should be no reason for her not to. right?" he hums, watching in satisfaction as your cheeks turn red, masking it with a scoff as you shake your head.

"well, i'd love for you to sleepover, innie." you coo, squealing when jeongin hums back, turning his head and playfully sinking his teeth into your knee.

you loved whenever jeongin would sleepover. it made your heart jump, the thought of being able to wake up next to him. the slow, steady sound of his breathing, the feeling of his arms wrapped securely around you, his heartbeat steadily matching yours as you lay in his embrace. you loved how domestic it all was, watching as he prepared dinner for the both of you, back turned to you as he stirred instant ramen in a pot.

you sat by the counter, ayen sleeping peacefully in your lap. you could watch your boyfriend cook forever, the way his eyes narrowed as he read the instructions, slender fingers tearing at the package and letting the noodles boil in a pot. he turned to you, sweet smile on his face at the sight of your loving gaze.

"anything you need from me, princess?" he cooed, bending over the counter to press a kiss to your forehead.

"you look so cute, cooking dinner for me. can't wait to watch you cook for me every night in the future."

"in the future, huh?" he smirks, clearly teasing you. it works, the way heat rushes to your cheeks. you try to play it cool, rolling your eyes with a shake of your head. "you plan on keeping me around that long?"

his question takes you by surprise, your cool demeanor suddenly vanishing, evaporating into thin air. "w-well... i mean, of course, innie."

your genuine honesty warms his heart, and he cant help the little 'aww' that escapes him. "you're literally the cutest ever." he sighs, planting a soft kiss on your lips. "how about you put our favorite movie on, hmm pretty? we can eat our ramen while watching."

you nod, running upstairs to grab two pillows and a blanket, before racing down the stairs to prepare the living room for your movie night. another thing you loved about sleepovers with jeongin: you got to cuddle whenever you wanted, even while eating your dinner. you were completely invested in the first twenty minutes of the movie, that was until you both finished your ramen and cleaned the dishes, before settling back comfortably on the couch. jeongin sat behind you, legs spread wide so you could settle in between his thighs. your back was pressed to his chest, his head shifting from resting on both of your shoulders. his arms secured you tightly against him, guaranteeing that no matter how hard you squirmed, you could never escape his hold.

you dont even recall the what happens in the movie after the thirty-minute mark, too focused on the way jeongin was kissing you. most movie nights ended like this, with your back pressed against jeongin's chest as he kissed you just as you liked, hands groping you everywhere he could reach.

but there was something different in the way he was kissing you tonight, much more needy, much more intense. he groaned against you, hands shyly making their way under your shirt, thumbs just barely grazing your underboob. you gasped at the feeling, mouth hanging open as jeongin continued to kiss down your neck.

"will you let me play with you tonight, pretty?" he asked, teeth grazing your neck, leaving goosebumps in their wake. you can only nod, but jeongin tuts behind you.

"what'd i say, pretty baby? need to hear you, remember? now say 'yes, innie. play with me.'"

his hands come up to play with your breasts more confidently now, pads of his fingers lightly grazing your nipple as it starts to pebble under his gentle touch.

"yes, innie. please play with me." you whine, voice small.

"hmm, cute baby. so cute when you're all shy for me." jeongin hums, other hand tilting your chin towards him so he could kiss you full on the mouth, tongue licking against your bottom lip. you open up for him, letting him thrust his tongue into your mouth. one hand continues to grope your breast, slightly pinching your nipple in between his index and middle finger. his other hand ventures downwards, past the expanse of your stomach, tips of his fingers dipping into the waistband of your sleep shorts.

he feels you freeze against him, tensing in his hold and he instantly pulls away. "stop?" he asks you, raising his hands away from you, holding them up as if in surrender.

"no," you whine at the loss of contact, and jeongin swears he's never heard you sound so needy, bringing a small smile to his lips.

"what do you need from me then, baby?" he coos, trying not to chuckle when you turn over, eager to place your lips against his.

"upstairs, please. in my room." your tone is serious, but jeongin has to double check you're sure.

"baby, in your room? are you sure? really, really sure?" he prays to any god that listens for you not to change your mind.

"need you so bad, innie." you whimper, and jeongin groans. fuck, you're begging him. he could never say no to you.

he leads you up the stairs, throwing the door to your room open so violently you fear he's ripped it off the hinges, but you don't have time to scold him when his mouth is instantly on yours, pressing you impossibly closer to him. his hands find the hem of your shirt, mumbling a quick, 'please, need this off so bad.' before he practically tore it off you, as if disgusted at the mere thought of having the cloth on you. his hoodie is quick to come off as well, throwing it at a random corner in your room. he pulls away to stare at your bare chest, a heavy sigh leaving him when his gaze rises to your eyes.

"you're so beautiful, you know that?" his hands find purchase on your bare waist, slightly squeezing before pulling you closer to him, so that your bare chests press against each other. "literally, i've never seen something so close to perfection. could stare at you all day, pretty."

his lips latch onto your neck as he walks you backwards to your bed, gently laying down as he sucks dark purple marks on the junction of your shoulder. "let them see, baby." he breathes when you open your mouth to scold him. he continues to kiss down your body as you adjust yourself comfortably on your pillows, jeongin's nose rubbing against your abdomen.

"gonna let me strip you, hmm? everything comes off tonight. is that okay?' he double checks with you, fingers already hooking into the waistband of your shorts, tugging them down your thighs when you give him a hurried nod of approval. he kisses down your legs as the fabric leaves you, letting it fall down your bed as he crawls back up to you.

"want my fingers?" he hums, smiling down at you when you whine in response.

"god, yes. please, innie? need your fingers in me so bad." you're close to tears, and he's barely done anything to you yet.

"don't beg me, baby. i might blow my load before we even have some fun." he chuckles, already tugging your underwear down your hips and onto the floor.

jeongin's seen you completely naked a handful of times, but every time his eyes land on your cunt, he can't help the groan that leaves him. he thinks it's the prettiest thing ever, leaning down to kiss right below your belly button.

"seriously, baby. prettiest pussy i've ever seen." jeongin rarely swore, and god was it a treat to hear such lewd things come out of his mouth, had you arching your back against the bed in desperation.

"touch me jeongin, please. might go crazy if you don't." you whimper, hands finding his and dragging it to your core. your boyfriend just chuckles, bringing his hand to your mouth and slipping two fingers past your lips.

"suck for me." he commands, watching in delight as you obey, licking and sucking at his middle and ring finger. his mind starts to wander, and he can't stop the next words from leaving his mouth. "need my cock in your mouth so bad. think you could do that for me, angel?"

it was something you've never done before, but in your lust-filled haze, nothing sounds better than having jeongin's cock down your throat. you moan in response, slurping on his fingers, making them even wetter. jeongin groans at the feeling before he gently pulls away from your mouth.

he brings his fingers down to your already wet cunt, swiping in between your folds to collect your slick. "you're so fucking wet." jeongin gasps in awe, your cheeks turning red at the lewd sound of how wet you are against his fingers.

"have to let me eat this pussy after." he mumbles, slowly dipping his finger into you. you moan at the intrusion, the feeling of jeongin's long fingers settling in your walls. he starts to slowly pump them in and out, curling his finger and searching for the spongy spot that makes you-

"fuck!" you throw your head back in pleasure, fingers gripping your bedsheet tightly as jeongin smirks, adding another finger and continuing to hit and prod at that same spot.

"oh, innie." you whimper, lifting your head to look into your lover's eyes, moaning in surprise to see his pupils so blown out, gaze so heavy on you. he licks his lips as he watches you, holding eye contact as he slowly lowers his mouth on you.

the moment jeongin's tongue kitten licks against your clit, you lose it. cumming around his fingers, pussy clamping down so hard jeongin faintly wonders how it would feel around his cock. he doesnt stop, pumping his fingers in you even faster as his lips completely wrap around your clit and suck.

"oh.. what the fuck." you're rendered speechless, mouth hanging open as silent moans escape you. the wet feeling of his tongue on you is so foreign, has your thighs shaking around his head. jeongin can't help the smile that makes its way to his face, pinning your body down to the mattress as he removes his fingers, opts instead to swipe at your slit with his tongue.

"jeongin, fuck! what the hell." you can't even breathe at this point. jeongin's mouth is sloppy against you, but he doesn't stop planting open mouthed kisses against your pussy, slurping up all your liquid as if he'd die without it. you're a withering moaning mess above him and jeongin is so fucking hard at this point, rutting against your bed for some sort of pleasure.

your fingers tangle in his hair and it has jeongin moaning against you, making your back arch against the bed. "fuck, innie. please, please, don't- don't stop, please." you beg him, jaw going slack when he shoves his tongue in your pussy, mind going blank when his lips wrap around your clit once more and he starts to shake his head. you cum in his mouth one more time, thighs still shaking as jeongin crawls up to hover above you, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

"you taste so fucking good baby," jeongin mumbles as he kisses you, laughing when you struggle to kiss him back. "need to do that all the time. you'll let me, wont you baby? let me out whenever i want?" jeongin hums, carressing your cheek with his thumb.

"that? yea- you- yea. whenever you want. innie you can eat me out whenever you want." you breathe, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him closer to kiss you. he hums into the kiss, resting some of his weight on you. you start to get your thinking back and slowly register the feeling of jeongin's hard cock on your thigh. your skin is wet and sticky from the precum that leaks from the tip, and literally nothing else is in your brain besides the fact that you want to taste it.

"innie?" you ask, fingers slowly trailing down his back, following the curve of his spine until they rest on his waist.

"yea, baby?" he hums, nudging your neck up with his nose, burying his face there and leaving open kisses there.

"you'll let me suck you off, won't you?"

jeongin's breath catches in his throat and he pulls away from your neck to stare down at you incredulously. "what."

"i want to suck you off."

"do you- do you even know what that means, baby?"

you roll your eyes at him, small smile painted on your lips. "of course i do. it's when im on my knees and your cock is in my mouth and i suck until you cum down my th-"

"okay stop talking i might cum." jeongin groans, subtly grinding against your thigh.

you can't help but giggle, and jeongin pinches your sides in retaliation. "well why don't you wanna do it know then, huh? if you're such a big girl." jeongin teases you.

you shrug. "want you to fuck me instead."

jeongin feels like he's been shot in the heart.

"what?"

you turn away from his gaze, heat spreading across your cheeks and down your neck as you whine, "don't make me say it again."

"no, angel. i need to make sure i wasn't hallucinating just now. what- what did you say?"

"i just-" you're silent for a while, but jeongin waits patiently, gently kissing your cheek in reassurance. "i knew it was always gonna be you, and i know you've been waiting for me and i'm ready now and-"

jeongin interrupts you with a shaky kiss, almost as if he couldn't control the force with which he placed his lips on yours. his kiss steals your breath away, and you think back to the First Kiss, and the kiss on your Seventeenth Birthday. it warms your heart, the thought that no matter how much time has passed, jeongin is still the sweet boy you fell in love with.

"you have to say you're sure." jeongin mumbles agianst your lips when he finally pulls away, deep brown eyes staring into yours.

"promise, innie. i'm sure. wouldn't want it to be anyone but you." you nudge his nose with yours, and jeongin can't help the giggle that escapes him.

"i love you so fucking much, y/n." he sighs, arms wrapping around your body and holding you flush against him.

jeongin pulls away from you and leans to the edge of the bed, fumbling around for his jeans. he pulls out his wallet from his back packet, taking out two condoms.

"two? you're really prepared huh?" you joke, trying to ease your nerves by teasing him.

"not that i planned this or anything,' jeongin quickly defends himself, and you can only chuckle at the panicked look on his face. "always good to come prepared, though."

he rips open the foil package with his teeth, explaining that 'they always do that in the movies' when you giggle at him. you watch as he rolls the condom on, spitting on his hand and spreading it all over his cock.

you can feel your heartbeat in your ears when he looks down at you, breathing uneven when you feel his tip prod at your folds.

"tell me to stop and i swear i will." jeongin whispers, leaning down to gently kiss you. you nod, wrapping your arms around his shoulders as jeongin guides the tip in. it's uncomfortable, the way it sits there but doesn't fully go in, and you wince.

"jeongin, just-"

"s-sorry i'm just so. im so nervous for some reason. i don't- i don't wanna hurt you baby. they say it always hurts the first time and, oh my god, some girls even bleed?? and i don't wanna do that to you baby-"

you shut him up with a kiss, waiting until his breathing has calmed down before you pull away. "it's okay baby. just wanna feel you. all of you." you coo, wiping away the sweat that started to form on his forehead.

jeongin sighs, slowly moving his hips forward, watching your every reaction. he tries, he really does try to be careful, but you feel so tight and hot and wet around him that he can't help but push all the way in, holding his breath until he feels his hips flush against yours.

you hiss at the feeling. it's a lot less painful than you thought, not exactly painful but more of a dull sting from the stretch. jeongin is silent from above you, guilt eating at his heart when he sees you wince.

"you okay, love?" he asks, voice strained.

"mhm. just need to get used to the feeling." you huff, trying to relax your muscles, trying not to clench from the pain.

"fuck, baby. you feel so fucking good. holy shit." jeongin groans, struggling to hold himself on top of you.

"move, jeongin. please." you whimper, the discomfort slowly giving way to pleasure, the tip of his cock kissing your spot so sweetly and it has your legs shaking.

jeongin tries to set a steady pace, wrapping your legs around his waist to feel even more of you, experimenting with every roll of his hips to find the angle that has you clamping down on him.

"baby, i'm so sorry but i literally feel like im going to explode , i dont think i can hold it." jeongin whimpers.

you can only moan in response, the feeling of jeongin's cock dragging against your walls already having you go dumb. "s'okay innie. want you to cum for me." you whisper, pulling him closer to plant a soft kiss on his lips. jeongin adjusts himself so he's resting on his elbows, arms on either side of your head as he rolls his hips into you, hip slapping against the back of your thighs with every thrust. his groans rise in pitch the faster and harder he thrusts, until he stops moving altogether, a low groan rumbling in his throat as he buries his head in your neck. he empties into the condom, hips stuttering against yours in quick thrusts until he pulls out of you.

he quickly ties the condom and throws it into the trash bin by your bed and all but dives into your embrace. you wait until his breathing becomes steady, fingers playing with the baby hair by his nape. he starts to plants soft kisses on your bare shoulder, all the way up to your neck and he meets your jaw, until he starts sloppilly kissing you all over your face. you giggle at his antics. trying to push him away, but to no avail.

"let me kiss your face." he whines, pinning your hands down and continuing his attack on your cheeks. you start to laugh, pulling your face out of his reach. he pouts playfully at you, leaning down to give you a final kiss on your lips. short and sweet, but you can feel every ounce of love that he gives you through that single kiss.

"can't believe we did that." he sighs once he pulls away from you, settling by your side and manhandling your body so you're cuddling into his side, head on his chest and your limbs draped over his body. "promise i'll make you cum on my cock next time." jeongin shakes his head, and you playfully hit his side.

you both lay there in silence for a while, until jeongin sighs and turns to face you. "i love you, y/n. always have. for as long as i could remember. and i will forever and ever and ever."

you hum at him, kissing the tip of his nose. "i love you, jeongin. always have."

jeongin has always been yours. will always be yours.

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seungmintenshi · 21 days

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#oh i love my puppy boy so much #he’s such a cutie i can’t do it sweet fucking baby #boyfriend #cuddlyseung #dark seung #seungpup #nom nom nom #mong mong #mine #seungminnie #seungmin fluff #seungmin imagines

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hyunpic · 2 years

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your eyes pov but it’s just seungmin staring at you for 40 seconds

#seungmin #video #happy bday mong mong…#this is the only seung video i have ever made #it was just to taunt mia.. but might as well post it here too #for the seung day

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seunggibroughtmehere · 11 months

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thots4hee · 9 months

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thoughts about atenista conyo party boy hee and thomasian conservative reader na everytime nakikita ang e/o sa pop up or xylo. tas nagmomol na sa gedli (sana mapansin deprive na aq sa tagalog smut eh /hj)

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pairing: hee x reader 🔞🔞🔞🔞

warning:Dom Hee! Sub reader! bj, public sex if you squint, KABASTUSAN

Heeseung is everyone's dream. Isang sikat na Atenean. Pogi, matalino, mayaman, at reserved na tao. Kasali siya sa pitong sikat na magkakaibigan sa university. Kung saan gagawin lahat ng fan girls nila ang lahat mapansin lang nila, lalong lalo na ni Heeseung na walang pakialam sa kasikatan at sa mga lalake at babaeng nagkukumahog magpapansin sakanya.

Pagpatak ng Biyernes ay dito na nagsisimula ang kasiyahan ng pito. Maliban sa pagtambay sa court, tambay rin si Heeseung sa parties at clubs.

Heeseung chuckled and shut his phone. Aminin man niya o hindi totoo ang sinabi ni Jay.

He's been eyeing a girl from the club. Halos buong gabi siya hindi mapakali kakalinga at hanap and finally he found her. For Seung, she's sexy, alluring, napakaganda, nakakaulol. The way she laugh with her friends wearing a tight black dress that hugs her curves. The way she dances and enjoys the music that night hits different with him. Napakahinhin... sure marami na siyang nakitang mga babae sa clubs at parties. Pero lahat sila parepareho lang. Hindi maintindihan ni Heeseung ang nararamdaman basta at mahalaga makuha ka niya. And he did.

Sa condo niya, nakatuwad at inuungol ang pangalan niya.

"Napakahinhin mo sa labas, hindi nila alam puta lang kita." Hindi na kayo nakaabot ng kama at napunit na ni Heeseung ang suot mong dress na pinilit pasuot sayo ng kaibigan mo. Palagi kang tumatanggi sa mga parties na aya niya pero palagi ka rin nitong napapapayag.

Hindi mo rin alam kung anong pinainom sayo ng lalaking katalik mo at napapayag ka niya sa mga gusto niyang pagawa saiyo. Halikan sa madilim na parte ng clubs, blowjob sa comfort room ng parties, at kantutan sa parking lot. Wala ng pakialam kung yumuyugyog nang matindi ang sasakyan o may makakita man sainyo dahil hindi gaanong tinted ang sasakyan ng binata.

Hindi ka nagrereklamo dahil ginusto mo rin ito. Natatakot ka lang sa iisipin ng ibang tao dahil kilala ka bilang conservative na babae.

"Hee, t-tangina naman! please po" ungol mo nang sinagad niya ang pag ulos sa loob ng mainit mong puke. Wala na ring saplot si Heeseung maliban sa itim nitong t-shirt na sobrang bango.

"Napaka landi mong umungol, alam ba to ng mga kaibigan mo?" natawa si Heeseung ng maramdaman ang panginginig ng binti mo kaya lalo niyang binilisan ang pagkadyot sa puke mong naglalawa at namumula mula na.

Mahigpit ang pagkakahawak ni Heeseung sa magkabila mong bewang na tiyak na magkakaroon ng pasa kinabukasan.

Ramdam na ramdam mo si Heeseung sa loob ng puke mo at lalong nakadagdag sa sarap ng sensayon ang paglamas niya sa naglalakihan mong suso na paborito niyang kagatin at iwanan ng marka. Lalo nga itong lumaki dahil panay lamas niya nito.

"y/n malapit na ko, luhod na bilis" sabay hugot ni Heeseung ng kanyang titi sa loob mo at pwersahan kang tinapat sa namamasa niya titi at pinasok ito sa bibig mong nakaabang na. Heeseung released his load into your mouth.

Napakababoy ngunit napakasarap maging puta niya, inumin ang tamod niya at maging alipin niya sa kama. Nasisiraan ka man ng bait dahil sa libog pero yoon ang totoo. Iba ang mundo mo kapag kasama mo si Heeseung, at gusto mo kapiling mo nalang siya palagi.

"Tanginang bibig yan sarap kantutin, gusto mo yon y/n? kantutin ko bibig mo?" hingal ng lalaki at napatango ka nalang.

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This is really short tangina. Tanginang writer's block to taon ata bago ako makaahon. Will probably write a part two.

or send me ideas and prompts sa ask! hehe

#nini thoughts #lee heeseung #nini ask #enhypen #heeseung enhypen #enhypen heeseung #lee heeseung enhypen #heeseung #filo smuts #enhypen filo smuts #enhypen au

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ven-fic-recs · 4 months

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SKZONTHEBRAIN's 2023 Fic Recs!

Below are some recommendations of fics I have collected through out the year! (I have definitely missed some amazing fics so make sure to check my tag in my pinned post for more amazing gems)

18+ Only (MDNI) as almost all of them include smut or at the very least are suggestive!

On my pinned post is a list of authors who create SKZ fic content, and who I highly recommend. All of their work is S-Class! 💕

Please ensure you read all individual fic warnings before reading any of the fics below!

Werewolf AU / Hybrid AU / A/B/O

Wereroomies Series (OT8) - @/therhythmafterthesummer (literally anything by Rhythm is amazing)

SKZ!Pack Universe (OT8) - @/leviackermanscleaningbuddy

Instinct (Bang Chan) - @/fizzydrink698

Yours (Bang Chan) - @/imhereforbrownies

Imprinted (OT8) - @/gamerwoo

SMAU Series

Watercolor (Hyunjin) - @/jinhyun (Can't recommend this enough)

The Boy is Bad News (Hyunjin) - @/milkandhyunnie

Drinking Sessions (Jisung) - @/starryjoongs

Series

Sharing a Bed Series (OT8) - @skzdarlingsThe Sleepwear Series (OT8) - @/charmercharm3r

Phases (reader x Minsung) - @/charmercharm3r (THISSSSS)

THE PUNCHLINE (OT8) - @/cb97percent (THIS ONE)

Truth Comes Out (Jisung) - @/kwanisms

Stray Kids go to Hogwarts (OT8) - @/hwan-g

ON TOUR (Hyunjin x reader x Felix) - @/seospicybin

Sharing is Caring (Minsung x reader x OT8 partner sharing) -@/skzms (If you haven't read this YOU ARE MISSING OUT)

Hot Bitch Summer (fratboy!stray kids x reader) - @/hyunsvngs

Sharp Edges (hyunjin x f!reader) - @/straywrds

(I CAN NOT RECOMMEND MARI'S WORK ENOUGH READ IT ALL)

The Taste of Honey (hyunjin x f!reader) - @/straywrds

Super Bored (hyunjin x f!reader) - @/straywrds

Four of Wands (hyunjin x f!reader) - @/straywrds

SMUT One Shots

Be That Guy (Bang Chan) - @/daizymax

Hyung Line: Love Languages and Sex (Hyung Line) -@/matryosika

Kiss Me More (Lee Know) - @/angelwonie

Cherry Chapstick (Hyunjin) - @/angelwonie

Ketamine (Felix) - @/ss-skyearn

Bold (minsung x fem!reader) - @/hyunsvngs

Late Night Confessions (Changbin x afab!reader) @/straykeedz

TEN BILLION YEARS (Minho x fem!reader) @/tasteleeknow

Good Morning (Jeongin x reader) - @/hyunnieshannie

Baby Fever (Hyunjin x fem!reader) - @/hwanghyunjinenthusiast

Guilty, Guilty / P2 (cheater!hyunjin x fem reader / hyunchan x fem reader) - @/seung-mong

Wearing Something That Turns Skz On (Changbin x afab!reader x Chan) - @/tyunphoria

HONEY (2min x fem!reader) - @/tasteleeknow

Jealousy (Bang Chan x afab!reader) - @/svngcore

PURE FLUFF One Shots (some may be suggestive)

All I Ask (Han x fem!reader) - @/miel-ji

It's the Little Things For Me (reader x stray kids) - @/strayingawayy (headcanons)

Safe Place (Lee Know x reader) - @/jae-bummer

Daisies (Hyunjin x reader) - @/jinhyun

Text One Shots

Any of the Text One Shots (OT8) - @/imagine-a-life-like-this

All of their Texts - @/starrgaziinggg

All of their text aus - @/feelbokkie

Skz reacting to you calling them by their english name - @/azurez

SKZ Reactions (OT8)

Any of their reactions - @/seungisms

Any of their reactions - @/feelbokkie

S/O getting another member on a stray kids soulmate quiz - @/binniecorre

When you introduce them as your boyfriend for the first time - @/softstraykidshours

Protective Tendencies - @/maxidentscene

You Get Hurt - @/blue-jisungs

When they accidentally leak their relationship with their s/o - @/mazeinthemiroh

PLAYING WITH SKZ’S HAIR - @/sunboki

Making out with SKZ - @/fairygemss

#Ven's fic recs 2023 #2023 fic recs #stray kids fic recs

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written4seung · 1 year

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wet the bed

— napilit ng mga kamag-anak mo sa gathering ng pamilya niyo ang boyfriend mong si heeseung na sumayaw ng trend na wet the bed. but as funny as it may sound, it still turned you on.

Pairing: heeseung x reader

Genre: fluff, crack(?), suggestive

Language: tagalog - english

Warnings: filipino christmas gatherings/reunions, suggestive jokes from elders, heeseung forced to dance for a game 💀, established relationship.

a/n: merry christmas! eto regalo ko sainyo rawr 😭 enjoy! (kahit nangangalawang na writing skills ko at maiksi lang ito)

“Sige na, heeseung, hijo, sumali ka na,” kantsaw ng tita mo sa boyfriend mong nakakapit sa braso mo at halos nakasuksok na sa balikat mo habang umiiling.

Niyayaya kasi nila itong sumali sa pagalingan daw sumayaw nung sikat na trend sa tiktok na wet the bed kasama ang ilan sa mga pinsan mo at ang mga jowa din ng iba kong pinsan.

“Magaling kang sumayaw, di ba, hee?” Tanong naman ng tito mong kanina lang ay kasama ni hee na magkaraoke at magkwentuhan. Nabanggit ata nito dati na sumasayaw siya sa university niyo dahil madalas din silang magkwentuhan kapag may reunion.

“Hindi po hehe,” nahihiyang tawa at bulong nito. Tinignan mo naman ito upang ipakitang hindi ka naniniwala dahil magaling naman talaga siya ngunit tila ba sinasabihan ka niya na makisakay na lang sa pamamagitan ng mga tingin niya.

“Go, kuya hee!” Sigaw naman ng bata mong pinsan na nilalaro at binibiro niya rin kanina.

Napatingin na lang si heeseung sa paligid niya at nang makitang tinanguan siya ng papa at mama mo ay sayo niya naman ibinaling ang tingin. Nagpapaalam ito kung okay lang aba sayong sumali siya.

“Ikaw bahala, mahal. Kung ayaw mo naman talaga, okay lang naman. Maiintindihan naman nila yun. Gusto mo ba?” Tanong mo.

“Kung gusto nila and sasaya sila, okay lang. Gusto ko,” pagtango niya dahilan ng bahagyang pagsigaw ng mga kamag-anak mo.

“Kaya mo yan, Seung!” Pagcheer mo dito habang tumatayo ito. Sumama ito sa hanay ng iba pang mga kasali. Napaka-ayos ng tayo nito doon- nasa likod ang mga kamay, tipid na nakangiti at pinipigan ang tawa sa gagawin, at nakayuko sa hiya habang iniipon lahat ng lakas ng loob niya.

Tumayo na rin kayo ng mga kasama mong manuod lalo na ang mga nagvvideo upang mas makita at masuportahan sila nang ayos.

Nang nagsimulang tumugtog ang kanta ay naghiyawan halos ang lahat. Hindi pa masyadong sumasayaw ang mga kasali at gumagalaw lang sa pwesto kasabay ang saliw ng kanta habang hinihintay.

“Go, heeseung!” Sigaw ng isa mong ate na pinsan nang lumapit na ang chorus upang asarin ang boyfriend na kasali rin. Pinadilatan ito ng mata ng boyfriend kaya sumigaw ito ulit upang i-cheer naman ang boyfriend talaga.

Halos sinuportahan din ng karamihan si hee. Boto kasi talaga sakanya ang pamilya mo kahit noong unang pakilala mo palang sakanya, mas mahal na nga ata siya nila kaysa sayo.

Pumalakpak ka lang at nginitian siya nang halos abot tenga nang makita mong nakatingin siya sayo.

Para namang nawala ang mabait na heeseung na ipanapakita niya sa mga kamag-anak mo nang ayusin niya ang pagsayaw niya sa chorus. Bigay na bigay siya sa bawat steps na giangawa niya lalo na sa facial expressions. Para lang kapag nagpperform siya sa university.

Nakatitig lang ito sayo sa chorus na para bang anytime ay gagapangan ka o papatungan para halikan and all. Kumindat pa ito sayo sa step kung saan ay ipinunas niya ang hinlalaki sa mga labi niya. Dahil dito ay nagsigawan din ang lahat.

Natameme ka naman at nanlaki lang mata nang halos ibigay niya ang lahat niya sa pagkaldag.

Tangina, parang yung bayo lang sakin last week nung nanggigil siya sakin ah.

“Namumula si y/n!!” Pang-asar ng tita mo sayo nang mapansin ka.

“Huy bat ka namumula, ha, girl?” Tanong naman sayo ng pinsan mong pinakaclose mo habang tinataas baba ang kilay na para bang alam na agad kung anong tumatakbo sa isip mo.

“Blush po yan, make up yan!” Pagkumbinsi mo sakanila lalo na nang dumako ang mata mo sa mga magulang mong natatawa.

Nakayukong tumatawa naman si heeseung nang bumalik sa tabi mo. Niyakap ka nito mula sa likod mo at isinuksok ang mukha sa batok mo.

“At dahil sa taas ng kaldag mo, kuya hee, ikaw daw ang panalo sabi nila tito!” Pag announce naman ng mga nakababata mong pinsan na naghohost. Binigyan naman nila ng ampao si heeseung dahil sa pagkapanalo.

Umupo na kayo nang magmove na sa susunod na laro ang mga kamag-anak mo. Nasa sandalan naman ng monoblovk mong upuan ang braso ni heeseung. Maya maya ay hinahaplos na ng daliri nito ang balikat mong kita dahil sa spaghetti strap dress mo.

“Ano, okay ba sayaw ko kanina?” Tanong nito na hindi mo alam kung nagtatanong ba talaga o nangaasar lang dahil sa reaksyon mo kanina.

“Okay naman” tipid kong sagot.

“Okay naman ‘no? Namula ka dahil sa sayaw ko,” ngayon ay sigurado ka nang nang aasar ito lalo na dahil sa mga nakaloloko niyang ngiti.

“Blush on nga yun,” pagdepensa mo.

“Sakin ka pa magsisinungaling,” tumawa ito. “Eh hindi ka naman nagblush kanina. Kasama mo naman ako sa kwarto ah.”

“Ay nako ewan ko sayo,” sagot mo.

“Di nga, seryoso, kumusta naman sayaw ko?” Tanong nito habang hindi mo siya matignan sa mga mata niya.

“Magaling syempre, nakakapogi…” napatingin ka dito at nahalata nitong may gusto ka pa atang sabihin.

“at? may gusto ka pang idagdag?” pagngiti nito nang pang asar.

“Hot.” Sagot mo sabay akmang tatayo

“Hoy, hoy, dito ka lang, mahal,”pabulong nitong pagpigil sayo habang natatawa.

“Ayoko na sayo, nakakainis ka, nang aasar!” Pabulong mong pagsagot dito.

“Hindi na nga,” pagtawa nito. “Sorry na.”

Pilit mong pinagdidikit ang mga binti mo dahil sa mga naiisip mo at napansin naman yun ni heeseung kaya’t hinawakan niya ang hita mo sabay lapit sayo para bumulong, “tara sa kwarto?”

Hinampas mo naman ang kamay niyang nasa hita mo, “sira ka talaga! Mamaya marinig pa tayo o mahuli.”

“Hindi yan. Bilis na, habang busy pa sila dito sa baba,” inilipat nito ang kamay na nasa hita mo papunta sa bewang mo upang patayuin ka.

“Tara na,” hindi ka na rin humindi sakanyang yaya at tumayo nalang din. Pumuslit kayo ng alis habang walang nakakapansin sainyo

ayoko na 😭 okay na yan 😭 hindi ko na naproofread huhu sorry sa mga typos

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#abri in tagalog #heeseung smut #heeseung hard hours #enhypen hard hours

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suengmi · 11 months

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where’s the moot list bby 😭 no pressure no pressure

@l3visbby @abcdefgiwsmcty @blankdyean @seungbinbin @peachbokkie @seung-mong @comet-falls @lix-ables @zoe8stay @lixie-phoria @mingiswow @snow-pegasus @rubywritesss @kaystrids @felixvsp @hyunlixwife @changbinpegger @luckieleaf @christopher-bangnaldoskzz @sleepyleeji @seungmonsta @daddyjoonchua @daceydeath @gayforfelix @hearts4sungie @fakeyesopen @ipegchangbin @feltednettles @hanjibug

i think that's it huhuh ;;

#ask 🌧#moots <3 #i only follow like 50 blogs #but these are all lubly babes #MAYBE SOME DONT FOLLOW ME BACK IDK

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seung-mong · 9 months

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shoot to kill - bangchan

includes: ex (?) bf! chan x fem reader, ANGST idk im in the mood to break hearts ig, fluff at the end, soft smut, mostly chan reassuring and praising reader

"alright fuck, then maybe we should just take a break."

the words leave chan before he can really think about it, hanging in the air like a knife that's been thrown and stops midair, your gaze ice cold and freezing it in it's track.

"really. thats your solution? a fucking break?" you scoff, your (chan's) shirt that usually hangs loosely suddenly suffocating you, wrapping you in a snake-like grip and making your head feel like you're going to explode.

"yea, i just dont think us being together is good for us anymore."

chan has a bad habit. he says shit he doesnt mean, blames the anger that builds in his chest and spits out words he knows will hurt. because thats what he wants to do. he knows its wrong, fucked even. the way he wants you to hurt the way he hurts.

"christopher."

its a plea. take it back, please. you stand there in front of him, defenseless. the way his full name falls off your tongue sounds wrong. it's devoid of all the emotions you'd usually call him with. where's the gentleness, the softness you usually regard him with?

"maybe we just.. need to stay away from each other right now." chan's voice is steady, betraying the way his insides seem to shake, he's not sure if he's shivering from the cold, or the way your eyes seem to look at him as if you're seeing him for the first time.

"you can't be serious." it hurts to speak, your words squeezing out of you as you struggle to breathe, tears freely flowing.

he should turn this around. surrender. no, he isn't serious. he's so stupid and he loves you and he's just so hurt by what you said a while ago and he's tired and- "i'll sleep at changbin's tonight."

your chest hurts, physically feels like its being ripped apart as you stare at your lover with empty eyes. "thats your solution? to run away? over such a stupid-"

"stupid?" chan laughs hollowly, running a hand through his hair, feeling all the anger rise in him again. "it isn't stupid, y/n. you're the one who keeps running away. you're the one who keeps pushing away this conversation every single time i bring it up." he's raising his voice now, can see how tense his body is from the reflection on the glass window.

"you're asking me to pick up my whole life and move to seoul with you. this isn't some silly request like asking me to pick where to eat for dinner, it's my whole fucking life, chris!" you raise yours in response, taking a step closer to him.

"that's what i did for you! i dont understand it, y/n. i moved to chicago. for you. picked up my whole fucking life and moved because i loved you. so why can't you fucking do that for me? this is my work, y/n." he takes a step, towering over you.

"no, don't twist it like that. we made plans, chan. we talked about it for months. it wasn't some spontaneous decision. we both wanted this-"

"well maybe i dont want this anymore."

oh.

...

"you don't mean that."

...

"channie? please. you don't mean that." your voice is breaks, shaky as you step away from him, clutching at your chest.

he can feel guilt eat at his stomach as he watches you, whole body shaking as sobs rack through your frame. he needs to apologize, he knows it. but you've hurt him too.

"i just... i need a break, y/n."

you sink into the couch behind you, shaking your head when chan hesitantly approaches you, kneeling on the floor in front of you. he places a hand on your knee, and his chest tightens when you flinch away from him.

"love-"

"don't." you spit the word out, refusing to even look at him.

"love, please-"

"a break's what you want? you fucking have it. tell changbin to expect you." you push his arm away when he makes a move to reach for you. you unfurl yourself from the couch, stepping aside from the man who holds your heart, ignoring his calls of your name as you walk into your shared bedroom, slamming the door shut behind you.

sleep comes quickly when you cry yourself to sleep, curled into a ball in your bed, heart empty as the overwhelming scent of chan sticks to his pillows. you faintly hear the soft click of the front door, and then complete silence.

it's hard to remember how you fell asleep, almost as if there was a smooth transition from sobbing heavily into your pillow and breathing into a deep sleep. your head is pounding when your eyes open, puffy and sore from your tears. your throat is dry, stomach aching, and heart heavy.

there's a chance chan will never sleep beside you again.

you push aside the bitter feeling, letting out a painful groan when you stretch your limbs, swinging your feet off your bed. the floor is cold, and you have to tiptoe to the bathroom to freshen up.

you look as horrible as you feel. you try not to spend too much time looking at yourself.

the thought of spending your whole day alone in your big apartment makes you uneasy, part of you wishing you could stay cooped up in your room forever. but you know deep down that's not what's truly bothering you, not when the uncertainty eats at you from the inside.

how is he?

is he thinking about you?

why hasn't he messaged you?

...... is it really the end?

you walk to the door, taking a deep breath as tears brim just below your waterline, promising to be productive today, and not to wallow in self pity all day. your scream leaves you before you can register what exactly is sitting by front of your door, large frame leaning against the door toppling over in his sleep.

"what the hell!" you scream, heart suddenly beating too fast at your liking as you finally take the scene in.

"baby?" chan's voice is croaky, as if his throat had been scratched raw. he's still wearing the clothes from last night, shoulder leaning against the doorframe before you swung the door open, causing him to lose balance.

"what the fuck are you doing here?" you sigh, guilt tugging at your heart when chan stands up, groaning and rubbing at his back.

"i- i didn't...."

you stare at him in silence, unable to control the way your brows furrow in anger. he stares back at you, lips suddenly going dry when he sees the way that you look at him, as if he was a bother.

"i thought you went to bin's." you push past him, heading straight to the kitchen as if you had no worry in the world, pretending to busy yourself with dishes despite there not being a single dish in the sink.

"i..... i couldn't leave you." his voice cracks as he takes another step toward you. you turn your back to him, denying him of your attention as you pretend to busy yourself with breakfast, pulling open drawers and taking out pots.

"wow. that's rich." your voice is laced with pure venom when you bite back, sinking deep into chan's heart as he shuffles awkwardly to stand by the kitchen counter.

"you locked the door."

you only hum in response.

"i.... i tried to go in, thought i'd apologize to you but.... it was locked."

"yea. you don't really expect anyone to go in your room when you're on a break."

the silence is heavy on your shoulders, but you know if you say any more the tears will start pouring. you're too mad at chan to break down in front of him, pride and ego wrestling as you maintain your unbothered facade, working your way around him as if his presence meant nothing to you.

"i turned down the job offer last night."

you drop the spatula you were holding in your hand, letting it clank against the metal pot.

"you what?" you finally turn to face him, disbelief etched onto your face.

you finally soften when you see chris mere feet away from you, eyes red and puffy a sign that he had been crying too. his hair is a mess, and his clothes from last night look rumpled, as if he had been restless all night.

"i- you have to know, my love. i will always choose you, nothing else. i was stupid and-"

"christopher, i never said no." you feel irritation rise in you again, but you take another step closer to your lover. "i never said i didnt want to go. i needed time to think, chris. time. to process. and now you've turned down your dream job and i-"

"i know, i know." chris reaches out to you, letting out what you think is a breath of relief when you dont push him away as he wraps his fingers around your wrists. "but i.... this job, it's going to be demanding and i'm constantly going to have to move and.... look, chicago is your home." he raises a hand to cup your face, wiping away the stray tear that had slipped down your cheek.

"and seoul is yours." you argue back.

"no, you are."

you let out a sob at that, allowing yourself to fully melt into chan's warm embrace. he immediately scoops you into his arms, pressing your face into his chest as he kisses the top of your head repeatedly, patting your hair down.

"it doesnt matter what im doing or where i am, as long as you're there." chan starts to choke up, pulling your face away to properly look you in the eyes. "i dont know what the future holds for me, love. all i know is that i want you by my side. in ten, twenty, thirty years." he plants soft kisses all over your face as you sniffle.

"but i- i feel so bad. i dont want to stop you from doing what you want." you groan, but chan simply giggles lovingly at you.

"i dont want you to think that, i dont even think that. its just a job, y/n. its not even a job i really want. it pays well yea, but it's not something id drop everything for. especially not you." he wipes away the tears that are still falling, cooing at you when you hiccup.

"i love you, chan. i'm so sorry." you sob, pushing your face into his shirt.

"don't apologize. i should be the one saying sorry. i was such a dick last night, i-" he sighs, wrapping his arms around your shoulders. "you know i dont mean what i say, right?"

god he hopes you say yes, he prays to any god, even those he doesnt believe in that you know he never means those things. he doesnt think theres anything worse than the possibility that you could actually think he doesnt want you or a life with you.

"i- i know. but... still hurts when you say it." you sniif, wiping away your tears with the back of your hand.

chan pulls away to look down at you. "i know, my love. im sorry. i'll work on that, i promise. can't stand it when you're sad. i hate knowing im the one who hurts you." he leans down to kiss you, the salty taste of your tears making his chest hurt.

"let me love on you, yea? let me take care of you baby, please."

you nod, jumping up when chan taps at your thighs. he catches you, wrapping his hands around your thighs as he carries you to your bedroom. "need to feel you," you sigh when chan gently places you on the bed.

he stands in between your spread legs, quickly throwing off his hoodie and letting it fall to the floor, leaving him half naked. he leans down to hover over you, lips instantly finding yours in a messy, heated kiss. his hands find their way under your shirt, tips of his fingers grazing your underboob.

"wanna fuck you in my shirt." chan hums against your cheek, squeezing your sides when you squirm against him.

"wanna feel your skin on mine though, please baby?" you beg, holding onto chan's shoulders as he kisses down your chest. he hums in agreement, rolling his shirt off so it sits on top of your breast.

"i'll give you whatever you want, baby. just ask me. promise i'll give it to you, i'll take care of you." he presses soft kisses across your stomach and chest all the while, only pulling away to lift the fabric off you. chan eyes you hungrily, only dressed in your underwear.

"you're the most beautiful girl ive ever seen, my love. so perfect for me." he sighs, fingers tangling in your hair as he kisses you deeply.

"want your pants off, need to feel all of you." you whine, fingers already flying to undo his pants.

"such a good girl, using your voice. you know id do anything you asked." he hums, kicking everything off until he lays bare against you, cock already hard as it rubs against your thigh.

"enough with the teasing, channie. need you in me."

"there's no rush, baby." chan hums, fingers dipping down to see how wet you are, surprised to find you already soaking.

"huh. guess she was crying for me too, hmm?"

you lightly slap at his shoulder, fighting the scolding smile that threatens to paint your face. "just put it in already, please."

"hmm. since you asked so nicely." he kisses your cheek, lips still against your skin as he pushes in you, holding your legs as par apart as he can. your breath catches in your throat at the feeling of him stretching you, fingers digging onto his broad back as he settles deep within you.

"feel good?" he asks, pillowy lips trailing across your face.

"so deep- love you, channie." you babble, and chan can't help but giggle. he presses his bare chest against yours, feeling satisfied when every inch of his skin is met with your own. his hands find yours, interlocking them before he dips down to kiss you on the lips.

"lets go slow, kay baby? need to feel all of you. every inch." he coos, hips slowly pulling back before he sinks back in, keeping the same torturously slow pace.

you whin when it starts to get too much and yet not enough at the same time, heels digging into his lower back to push him in quicker everytime he pulls out. "please, channie. need it faster."

"greedy," chan tuts, rubbing his nose against your jawline. "but, what my love wants, she gets."

his pace starts to pick up, lewd sounds of skin against skin filling up the room aside from the occassional moan you let out. chan grunts against your ear, letting out deep sighs and high pitched whimpers everytime you clench around him or reach up to kiss at his neck.

"m close," you whine, throwing yoru arm around your lover's neck to pull him closer. he easily complies, keeping the same rhythm as you press yourself against him.

"wanna feel you cum, baby. wanna feel that pretty pussy clench around me." he groans, fingers finding your clit and rubbing tight circles on the bud.

you let out a silent scream when you cum, legs shaking against chan's waist as he fucks you through your high, letting out a breathy whimper when he feels how tight you've become.

"fuck! love you so much, channie." you sob.

that's what pushes him over the edge, shooting his load deep inside you as his hips stutter, groaning lowly with every thrust. he buries his face into the crook of your neck as you hold him, back sweaty from all the movement.

your breathing seems to sync as you both calm down, chan's hands rubbing up and down your sides as yours curl into his hair, holding him snuggly against you.

"i love you more than anything, y/n." chan suddenly breathes against your neck. he pulls away to look at you, and your breath catches in your throat when you see his eyes are brimming with tears.

"channie?" you pout, gently carressing his cheeks with your thumb. he leans into your touch, quickly kissing the palm of your hand before he nuzzles into it.

"don't wanna lose you. hurts so fucking much just thinking about it."

you're caught off guard by his sudden vulnerability, but you coo at him all the same. "you won't lose me, baby. we'll get through everything." you promise, heart squeezing when his tears start to fall.

"almost did. hate myself so much for hurting you." he sniffs, quickly wiping away his tears.

"baby, listen to me, okay?" you sigh. you try to sit up to look at him better, but chan whines, resting his head in between your chest and tightening his hold around your body. you giggle at him, hands quickly finding its way to his hair as you play with it. "you won't lose me. we just gotta... talk through everything, okay?"

"but i hurt you.... i dont think when i get mad. say things i dont mean."

"and you said you'd work on it. i trust you." he lifts his head up so he looks up at you, chin resting on your stomach.

"i love you. i hope you believe me when i say that. honestly, i dont think those three words can even begin to describe how i feel for you." he sighs, pinching at your side.

you giggle at him, thinking back to how he called you his home.

you push away the curls that cover his eyes, smiling down sweetly at him. "i know what you feel for me channie." you reassure him, pulling him up by the shoulders so he hovers directly above you.

"'s exactly what i feel for you, my beautiful boy." you coo, pulling him down for a kiss.

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