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atinymonster · 3 years

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jessi showterview with ateez

ateez 9th member.

ateez on jessi’s showterview.

➴ taglist: @banhmi07, @jiyeons-closet, @mochibabycakes, @marsophilia, @studioreader, @dkdlwhs12, @jaembluey, @atzaria, @skzfairies, @starlightjoong, @bbanghoonie

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please, jiyu already lost it at the beginning when they did their intro at least six times 😭

not at them eventually jumbling their sentences together and going “%&$@*&%*($*—”

while jessi was going through the others for their individual introductions, she literally started coming up with her’s on the spot 💀

when jessi pressed her name tag, she did a forward hair toss before coming back up, waving, and going “hello, i’m ateez’s female member, jiyu!” in a very elegant and chic tone

jessi: “wait, do that again! that was very pretty!”

and she proceeded to hit jiyu’s name tag at two more times just to see jiyu’s pink hair effortlessly flip (and of course to see her elegancy)

poor girl was getting a headache from tossing her head back and forth too much continuously—

wooyoung: “wait sorry, do it one more time! i wasn’t looking!” 🤪

jiyu: “wooyoung, wait til we get back home...”

please, when mingi said they should press jessi’s button even though she had no “button”

the camera panned to jiyu looking so disappointed as the others pounced on him 😭

jiyu: 🤦🏼‍♀️ “i thought i taught mingi some manners...”

they asked jessi to guess the oldest and the youngest member

and jessi was debating that either jongho or jiyu was the youngest 😭

jessi: “okay okay...i think jiyu’s the youngest”

jiyu perked up at her correct answer before nodding and clapping like a happy child 🥺

please jessi was so shocked because where was that elegant girl from the introduction????

jessi: “a-are you the same person??”

seonghwa: “even we sometimes still get surprised, too”

and when jiyu guessed hongjoong to be the next youngest after jiyu and jongho

jiyu snorted so loud

jiyu and mingi: “hongjoong-ah!”

hongjoong: “do you both want to die?” 😀

jiyu: “love you!” 😚

when jiyu asked how old jiyu was, she had a sudden flashback to when hueningkai and taehyun revealed their ages—

seonghwa: “she was born in 02—″

jessi: 2002?! OHMYGOD CAN I TALK TO HER??”

jiyu: “b-but i want to talk to you” 🥺🥺

and who can say no when she asks like that :((

that mini yaja time, she literally made it her mission to NOT say a single word because...it was jessi...

jessi: “yah, jiyu hasn’t said a single word yet!”

jiyu: *aggressively shakes her head*

wooyoung: “just try it jiyu! it gets fun after a while!”

jiyu: you went into this without hesitation, of course you’re gonna say it’s fun!”

jessi: “so she can speak informally to her members, but she can’t with me??”

please she was so conflicted even though she literally got the green light from everyone on set 🤧

jiyu: “this is peer pressure!”

she eventually gave in and called jessi “hyunju-ah” and she immediately cringed and hid behind seonghwa

jiyu: “i’m sorry!” 😖

caption: another polite member ^^

jessi was so soft for her and the boys 🥺

no you don’t understand how much she started laughing when hongjoong started showing off his scalp 😭😭😭

but of course, she couldn’t miss an opportunity to (lovingly) flame their leader

jiyu: “he washed his scalp extra last night to prepare for this moment” 🥴

hongjoong: “jiyu-ah...” 😀💢

jessi was openly praising her for her visuals when she got to the younger girl (queen 😎)

jessi: “WOW, you’re so pretty, i mean it! you’re a visual, right?”

jiyu: “officially, yes i am” 😎 pls that little jab to seonghwa 😭 ateez’s savage queen

jessi: “jiyu-ah, do you have a boyfriend?” 😏

jiyu: “yes i do!” 😄✨💞

jessi: "oh right, you do...”

her hidden talent was twisting her arm 180 degrees because she has ✨jelly bones✨

please, jessi was so shocked 😭

when they played the expression game, she was the person at the end that had to guess the expression

jiyu: “i have our brain cells, i think i should go last”

*cue the staff members laughing at her maknae energy*

please when she watched wooyoung demonstrate what he saw from seonghwa she just started laughing out of disbelief because what was he doing??? 😭

jessi: “take a guess, jiyu!”

jiyu: 😳 “b-bravado??”

please, she knew she was straight up wrong but she really had no idea what to say

when yunho demonstrated what he did, she was still lost 😭

the editors did her so dirty because they inserted a flashback of her saying “i have our brain cells, i should go last” 😭😭😭

jiyu: “how was that thrilled?!”

died when they had to play the game where they recreate positions that were shown to them

for the first one, she sat at the top since she was the lightest member

jiyu: “woo, if you fall, i fall, so don’t fall”

wooyoung: *struggling* “i’m trying but can we hurry up?!!!”

good news, they succeeded :D

bad news is that wooyoung still fell and jiyu fell forward along with him and she had to make sure she didn’t step on or crush his head 😭😭😭

PLEASE WHEN SHE SAW THE WHEEL ONE—

WAR FLASHBACKS TO WHEN THEY WERE FILMING ATEEZ WANTED AND THEY HAD TO TRY AND RECREATE THAT EXACT POSE BUT FAILED EVERY TIME

but the way she, yeosang, and hongjoong just stood there unbothered while everyone else was struggling will forever be a meme 😭

but they succeeded this time so improvement! :D

they got to promote deja vu and eternal sunshine :D

their switch from deja vu and eternal sunshine will always be iconic ✨

jiyu charismatically winking at jessi during her part in deja vu will be ingrained in atiny’s minds because

how to be jessi or jiyu??? 😌

but jiyu really had a lot of fun filming for showterview!

it didn’t even feel like a shoot at times with how casual and carefree the vibes were

she definitely wants to come back again in the future 👀

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xxxrubytuesdayxxx · 3 years

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Tease

Hongjoong x Reader

Genre: Teasing and then a little smut

Word Count: 2,441

Concept: It’s your birthday and Hong-Joong wants to make sure it’s a night to remember. Eumak-juseyo [Cue the music please]

Masterlist

“Why?” you demand of Yeosang. “It’s Halloween. It’s my birthday even. We gotta go out. Why do I have to wait here?” Yeosang thinks it over.

“You gotta,” he informs you gravely. “Hong-Joong-hyung said don’t let you leave.”

“Um, okay…” you agree cautiously, curious as to what that little minx has been planning. “Yeosang…” you call after him, as he turns to leave.

“Mwo, noona?” he asks, face carefully impassive.

“He’s not...gonna do anything silly is he? He knows we’re not meant to be...you know…” you clarify, avoiding eye-contact with the younger man. You still see him smirk out of the corner of your eye, although neither of you mention the ‘situationship’ between yourself and Ateez’s leader.

“He knows,” Yeosang reassures you. You note that he doesn’t actually answer the question.

“Right,” you grin, choosing to let it be. “I’ll just wait here then, shall I?” Yeosang nods politely and then heads out of the room, leaving you frustrated and alone in your costume.

Turns out it doesn’t take long before the boys all arrive, mysteriously sans Hong-Joong, but carrying all manner of sparklers, decorations, loud party favours and an extravagant cake. You welcome them all in happily and clear the table for them to deposit their treasures. Everything is suitably festive and you spend a while comparing costumes and working out who everyone is meant to be, before the lack of your paramour becomes too evident to escape comment.

“Um, where’s…” you start, confused, but Seonghwa shushes you and San guides you over to a seat to feed you some cake.

“Mm...you got mint chocolate?” you ask him, sharing his excitement. “How did you get away with that one?” San laughs.

“It’s your birthday, noona and I know you’re on team mint choco after all, so I insisted.” You’re enjoying the whole vibe, even if Joong’s absence plays on the back of your mind, when Wooyoung advises you eat something else after finishing your slice of cake ‘just in case’.

“Mm-hm...so he is here then,” you guess, following his advice hurriedly as you hear ‘Havana’, as covered by Kim Hong-Joong, start up over the sound system. Yet not even you could have predicted the next move. One by one the boys dance around into the middle of the room, making you laugh with their antics, but then, just as Yunho is completing his routine, the music stops, scratches and begins again, louder this time prompting Yunho to beckon with his hand across the room to the door that leads further into the building.

And through that door stalks your illicit lover, barefoot, avoiding all eye contact and dressed, he claims, as a tiger. Yet his costume consists only of a cute headband with fluffy tiger ears attached and what might, at a stretch be called a collar - the black choker, studded with silver that circles his slender throat. The rest of his outfit entails a pair of ripped and torn black skinny jeans, a studded belt, black denim jacket and a silky black button-up shirt with the top three buttons teasingly undone. He laughs and swats Yunho jokingly away as the younger man tries to dance with him, then continues into the middle of the room as the other boys loiter behind him. Then, once he knows he has your undivided attention, he flicks his bangs out of his eyes, juts his chin towards the ceiling, letting his eyes follow, and then flips his jacket off one shoulder, dropping into a hip roll. Yunho darts back towards him, but he turns away, rolls his hips again and then keeps going while lifting the back of his hand to his forehead to cover his eyes, with a cheeky smirk. The others play along, pulling his jacket almost off as he continues to wiggle his hips and fake-stumbles forwards to stop right in front of where you’re sitting.

Looking at the ceiling again, he flips the jacket the rest of the way back off his shoulder letting it fall to the ground, grabs his belt buckle and works those hips hard, throwing you suggestive looks in between his staged-indifferent glances at the ceiling. Finally he turns his head away so that you can see his jawline and the shape of his pretty mouth as he drags his hand back through his hair and away from his face. When he turns back to face you, he fake-coyly covers his face with his hand again, drags it slowly down, as his hips swivel and then bites at the air once, then again, before breaking character and giggling at himself. The others are in fits of laughter as well, but you’re still staring at him in wonder and not a little turned on by his performance. You shake your head at his giggles with a little smile and he laughs loudly and claps his hand over his mouth, embarrassed, but when he tries to sit in your lap, you wave him off teasingly.

“Ani, ani…” you reprimand him lightly. “Finish your dance, go on. I was enjoying it...maybe a little too much,” you purr, giving him a meaningful look. His big, dark eyes sparkle with mischief and he gets to his feet again and stalks away from you, deliberately using his hips, then turns back to face you, runs his hand down the opening of his shirt, as he rolls his hips like a pro, then pulls it away and quickly back, flashing you his collarbones. The other boys are not quiet during this risque floorshow, of course. Hong-Joong is followed by whoops, cheers and clapping as he grabs his belt buckle again and performs a series of flawless body rolls, with an adorably cheeky smile. That is until he gets it into his head to fling himself onto the ground and grind his hips like he’s humping the air upon which Mingi swiftly intervenes, marching over to pull his pocket-sized hyung to his feet with a warning yell: “Ahhhhh! Stop that! Too far!”

Hong-Joong giggles with wide-eyed protests of his innocence, then prances out of Mingi’s reach before flinging himself back at the ground and humping the floor this time.

“Right, good, good, enough!” Mingi objects, pulling his hyung to his feet again. Hong-Joong feigns innocence again and then winks at you, before smacking his hand against his own thigh and grinding his hips.

“Mingi!” You gesture for him to move aside. “Let Joong finish his dance, okay?” you object. “Who knows, he might be transmitting vital information to me about what order he likes it in bed, and now you’re ruining the narrative,” you joke. Mingi and San make fake-retching gestures while the others laugh gleefully, except for Seonghwa, who looks like he’d rather just unsee everything he’s seen in the last five minutes.

“Hong-ssi!” you call over to him. Having been somewhat sulkily watching the others tease him, he now cocks his head on the side and gives you an aegyo pose. You laugh and shake your head at him. “Stop that and finish your dance. You've obviously spent a lot of time preparing it," you acknowledge, earning yourself another of his bright, pretty smiles. He spins once, recentres himself with a cute little pout, and then sashays over to you and kicks his legs over your thighs to lower himself onto your lap, with one hand supporting him from behind so he can thrust his hips forward.

Head lowered Hong-Joong gives you a smoking-hot look, up through his eyelashes, somehow managing not to break his character as your heart thumps in your chest, sending you giddy with desire for him. Seonghwa grits his teeth and squeezes his eyes shut. Mingi yells in protest, Wooyoung woops in encouragement and the others are still giggling but noticeably more nervously than they were before. You ignore everyone but your pretty tiger-boy, who is now writhing in your lap, as he slowly and sensuously unbuttons and then divests himself of his shirt. You dart a glance at Seonghwa and mouth ‘am I allowed to?’, gesturing at Hong-Joong’s now-naked torso. Seonghwa looks aggrieved, but shrugs, indicating he has no idea nor opinion on the subject, so you resist the temptation and keep your hands by your sides as Hong-Joong climbs off you, pirouettes so that he’s facing the rest of the room, and then sits back in your lap, facing away from you, arching his back like a cat and reaching behind himself to grab your neck and pull you, finally, into a messy kiss.

You wrap your arms around his waist to pull him closer and he makes a cute, pleased noise, but then pulls himself away and stands up, turning to face you, with his hands at his belt buckle. You hold your breath as his fingers work the buckle undone and he flips the top button of his jeans undone, but at this point even Seonghwa shuts him down, dashing over to bend his leader’s arms behind his back.

“Alright, Hong-Joong-ssi! That’s quite enough of that - none of the rest of us want to know what colour your panties are, thank you.

“Mwo?! Hajima!” Hong-Joong yelps, as he twists about, trying to free his trapped wrists from Seonghwa’s grip.

“Wait, wait, wait…” you object, trying to pacify Seonghwa without upsetting his pretty captive. “Why don’t you guys take five...ten even and go investigate the event situation downstairs? I’ll stay here with this little tiger and let him finish his performance, okay?” Hong-Joong’s pout quickly transforms into one of his devilish smirks, knowing his hyung can’t see his face from his vantage point. Seonghwa’s shoulders drop as he sighs his agreement to the proposal.

“Fine,” he allows with another exasperated sigh. “I know he’s been working on this all week, but I thought he was just going to do a muck-around kind of sexy dance and then let it go. I didn’t know he had a full striptease planned,” he defends himself. You give him an incredulous look and shake your head, amused.

“Seriously, Hwa? Does Joong ever do anything by halves?” you point out. Seonghwa shrugs in acknowledgement. “I mean you know him better than I do, so I don’t know what you were expecting, in all honesty,” you laugh. Seonghwa calls to the others that they’re all going to go set up downstairs and they readily agree, chasing each other out the door and leaving Seonghwa to release Hong-Joong’s wrists and follow them out, shaking his head at you both.

Hong-Joong rubs his wrists experimentally, resets his music and then returns to his theme, stalking back and forth in front of you like the tiger as which he’s ostensibly dressed. He gives you a showcase of some of his sexier moves while he waits for a suitable section of the music and then picks up where he left off, swivelling his hips where he stands directly in front of you, and then slowly unbuckling his belt before unbuttoning and unzipping his skinny jeans with his crotch at your eye-level. You swallow hard, trying not to give in to the temptation, as he bends down to your face level, locking his gorgeous dark eyes with yours and then starts to slowly ease his jeans down over his hips and off his legs, never once breaking your intense, smouldering eye-contact until he’s left in only his tiger-ears, the silver jewellery he never seems to be without...and scarlet-red boxer-briefs.

You try not to stare, though you can quite clearly see the outline of his evident erection through the cotton of his knickers and it’s becoming almost impossible not to touch his naked chest with his dark nipples standing up perkily and his gorgeous clavicles just begging to be kissed. He doesn’t help matters by stalking across the room, dropping to his knees and literally crawling across the floor to end his performance with his head resting on your lap. You raise your hand to stroke his hair gently away from his eyes and he sits back on his knees, cute, with his hands neatly on the front of his naked thighs.

“Can you do the last part, noona?” he asks you softly. “I’m shy.”

“Now you’re shy?!” you dispute him incredulously, with a disbelieving giggle. He nods, unabashed, adjusts his eyelashes with his pointer finger and then looks at you expectantly. You shake your head, trying to stop a smirk from sneaking across your lips, and stand up to lead him over to one of the futons that management leave out for the members to nap on, once they’re no longer trainees.

“C’mon, doll. Let’s take care of this little problem of yours then,” you tease him, deliberately brushing his erection with the tips of your fingers and making him gasp, then moan softly. You pull him down on top of you, kissing him as you get your fingers into the waistband of his briefs and slip them down his legs. He, in turn, pulls the short skirt of your costume out of his way, tweaks your knickers aside with his one unpainted fingernail and then thrusts himself into you with a loud groan of relief, rocking his hips back and forth as you wrap him in your legs and pull him against you.

“Oh my God, ne! Fuck me, Hong-ssi! Harder! Harder-oh-GOD!” you moan, encouraging him. “Oh my...shibal...you were so hot, teasing me with that dance, you know that?” you tell him, between kisses. “I wanted to touch you so much!” He giggles, obviously happy with himself, and keeps kissing your neck and down onto your chest as you praise him. It doesn’t take long before you feel yourself clench around him and then the release of your orgasm floods you, making your whole body tingle with pleasure. You cling onto Hong-Joong, wanting to make sure he finishes as well, wanting to reward him for all his efforts. You can feel his breath hot on your neck as his moans get louder and his hips pump faster and faster until all at once his body shudders and you feel him fill you up, before he collapses next to you, panting for breath.

“I guess we should go downstairs so I can see what other fun and games have been planned,” you tell him with a little smile. He winks and sticks his tongue out teasingly.

“My present was definitely the best though, right?” he checks. You kiss him softly on the lips, throwing your arms around his neck.

“Definitely,” you reassure him, making him beam as he follows you over to collect his discarded clothing and dress himself.

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