Come through
Pairing: Cocky!Player!Chris x Reader
Word count: 4.5k+
Summary: chris hand always been a player. Would that change once he becomes famous? -no.
Warnings: smut, player!Chris, influencer!Reader, party, mentions of drinking/tobacco/weed, pet names (ma, pretty boy, pretty lady, sweetheart, etc.), bathroom sex, semi public, oral m!receiving, fingering, p in v (protected), praise kink, swearing, no use of y/n, no oc, written in 2nd pov
(A/N: English is not my first language, and I always appreciate feedback enjoy! love y'all. this is heavily inspired by come through, the song.)
Chris had always been sort of a fuckboy.
And with his growing fame it wasn’t getting any better.
Chris has a huge ego. Sure people would always say him and his brothers are nice and humble, but that doesn’t mean Chris can’t be cocky at times.
He didn’t drink. He was underage, though in LA nobody really cared about that anyway. He just didn’t like drinking.
Chris and his brothers would always be invited to some random LA parties.
At first Chris never wanted to go. He didn’t like partying. He didn’t like the smell of alcohol, tobacco and weed.
However he soon came to realize that his looks and fame would get girls swooning over him.
He was being a player and he knew it. However none of the girls he’s ever been with complained.
He made sure they know that it would be a one night stand, and that he doesn’t date. And it worked for him.
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You were an upcoming YouTuber and influencer. You were starting to gain more and more followers. People were starting to notice you more
You were known for your humor and your witty comebacks.
And as much as you would like to deny it, People didn’t just loved you for your personality, but they also loved your body.
You were gorgeous, To put it lightly.
So obviously when Chris saw you on his for you page a week ago, picking out an outfit to put on for some place you were going to that day, he thought you were hot.
Not that he’d do anything about it.
He wasn’t the type of guy to slide into someone’s dm’s. Because quite frankly he didn’t care that much.
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But when he saw you at the party he was attending tho…
You’d been carelessly dancing. You weren’t drinking, even tho you were 21. You didn’t want to drink today. You wanted to have sober fun and hang out with your friends.
Your friends always did and said the craziest things when drunk. And watching it as the sober designated driver was hilarious.
You feel big hands being placed on your waist delicately.
You turn around to see who it was and to your surprise it was one of the sturniolo triplets.
Chris.
He’s bold for just touching you like that. But for some reason it was hot. Maybe it was just the air laced in weed that was getting to you, but you were enjoying this.
So you simply dance with him.
After a while you both leave the middle of the crowd going to the kitchen to talk. The kitchen being way less crowded than the living room of this house party.
“You’re bold.” You chuckle pointing out watching as his expression morphed into one of amusement and lust as he checks you out.
“Couldn’t help myself ma”
“Sure you couldn’t, pretty boy” you chuckle rolling your eyes at the statement.
Chris, to the public was known to be a sweetheart. But in LA, around other influencers he was known to have quite frequent hook ups. And he was known to never leave any of the girls not satisfied.
You, having moved to LA recently for your career, have heard all about it. People were ‘warning’ you, but no one was outright telling you it was a stupid idea. Because was it tho?
“What’s a pretty lady like you doing here anyway?” His goofy grin is wide as he stares back into your eyes.
His eyes are a light shade of blue, but in the lights of the party and his blown out pupils they look dark. His brown hair long, and a mess.
After people had told you about him and his brothers (And particularly Chris’ reputation), you had searched them up and watched a few of their videos. They were quite funny.
And Chris in particular seemed to not be able to take anything seriously.
“Nothing, just having fun.”
You shrug taking a sip from your red solo cup. It was filled with plain water. Chris raised an eyebrow at that.
“You’re not drinking?” He can’t help the small laugh he lets out at that. Tho he is secretly glad you’re not. This was his chance to get you in bed, but he wasn’t going to do anything with a drunk girl.
“No,” you chuckle back. “Designated driver” you raise your free hand in surrender as if it was a crime.
He chuckles at your antics his eyes trailing over your face over to your body once more.
“Eyes up here sweetheart.”
His eyes snap back to yours his goofy grin staying right where it was.
“Sorry ma, you’re just really distracting.” He smiles looking down at you.
You weren’t that much shorter than him. But granted you were wearing high heels. He wasn’t even that tall himself though.
You were wearing a tiny mini dress. One that ends right below your ass. Your cleavage being low giving him a great view of your boobs.
“Oh, I’m distracting?”
You tease. You take a step closer to him, stepping into his personal space as you tilt your head up to look at him better.
His hand goes to the side of your jaw rubbing his thumb over your cheek gently as if asking for consent. You wrap your arm Around his neck pulling him down connecting your lips.
The sweet kiss turns more heated when his hand moved from your jaw to the back of your neck. His other hand holding you by the small of your back keeping your body flush against himself.
His tongue graces your lips asking for entrance with you eagerly give, parting your mouth slightly so he can slip his tongue into your mouth.
You make out, your tongues tangling in each other as you simply kiss for a moment.
His tongue hungrily exploring your mouth. He leans into you more tilting your head back more, kissing you with all the lust in his body. Kissing you Like he wants to devour you.
You eventually pull apart to breath. His lips immediately meeting your jawline. He kisses down your jawline moving down to your neck to your collarbone.
“Damn you smell amazing.” He breaths out. His voice strained from the previous kiss.
“Thank you” you chuckle your hand finding its way into his messy waves. You scratch his scalp with your freshly manicured nails causing him to let out a low groan.
He pulls back slightly. He leaves a quick peck on your lips before looking at you again.
“How about we go somewhere.” His voice low and raspy. Laced with the attraction and lust he feels for you.
You just hum. He starts to drag you back through the living room, through the crowd of people. Getting to some random bathroom. He opens the door and lets you walk in first.
You immediately stand in front of the mirror, leaning over slightly to fix your hair.
He closes and locks the door behind himself. He stands behind you watching you through the mirror. You make eye contact. In this new lighting his eyes seem clearer.
He stares into your soul as you push back from the sink.
You swiftly turn around and sink to your knees in front of him.
Chris would’ve never asked. But wich guy doesn’t like head.
“So eager” he chuckles. His hand goes to the top of your head petting it gently. Before he picks up your chin, making you look up at him again.
Your head is tilted back as you look up at him through your lashes. you know he’s probably had countless woman in this same position. But it never got old for him.
And he liked seeing you like the is anyway
“You look so pretty like this you know.” He mumbles before leaning down and leaving a heated kiss on your lips.
He stands back up straight, and you can’t help the way your eyes trail to his crotch. It was right in front of your face and you were getting impatient.
Before you know it your hands go to the top of his jeans, tugging on them gently. You were asking for permission without asking.
He chuckles at your eagerness, undoing his belt, then unbuttoning the jeans and letting you slide them down.
You can already see his huge erection through his boxers. Your mouth was already watering at the sight.
You pull down his boxers fast. His length springing free, hitting his abdomen.
You flinch back slightly. You look at his length with an eyebrow raised not doing anything for a moment just admiring.
You’ve never seen a dick be this pretty. It had a thick vain running up the side. It was long, at least a good 8 inches. It was thick, not too thick, but enough that you knew the stretch would burn.
“You good?” He asks. He was clearly holding in a laugh. His hand goes to your hair, still just patting the top of your head.
“You’re sure you’re white?” You tease one hand cupping his member as you start to gently and slowly jerk him off.
“Definitely, sweetheart” he chuckles rolling his eyes at the comment. People always asked about it. Wich is fine since most people weren’t used to his size. the constant questioning was so annoying sometimes.
But the way you teased him with that sentence was just too good.
His red tip is already leaking pre cum. He eagerly waits for you to start. You press a small peck on it, while looking up at him your eyes staying locked on his.
You start to kitten lick the tip. You watch as he lets out a slightly shaky sigh at the contact.
“C’mon ma, don’t tease.”
You pull away slightly chuckling at the statement. You teasingly blow air on it, watching as he shivers. But before he can start complaining about your teasing you take his entire tip in your mouth swirling your tongue around it.
“Yeah, like that.” He sighs softly. He rubs your cheek with the back of his hand as you hollow out your cheeks to give him more pleasure.
His hand moves to my hair taking it and putting it in a makeshift ponytail. You start to take him as deep as you could, starting to slowly bob your head. Sucking and swirling your tongue. You take him as deep as you can jerking off what you can’t fit with your manicured hand.
The sounded coming from it are sinful, and so are his low moans and grunts.
When you hear his soft grunts turn into moans you can tell he’s getting close. You pull off with a pop. You stroke him gently, and then teasingly lick a stripe up his shaft.
“You like that?” You tease licking at it. He groans in annoyance. He thrusts his hips back to get more friction from your hand.
“Please keep going.”
You lick your lips briefly watching him. His eyes meet yours. You chuckle starting to suck him off again. This time you do it more vigorously and faster than before. His dick repeatedly hitting the back of your throat as you slightly gag around it.
Chris’ grip in your hair tightens as he starts to tug in it. He holds you in place stopping your movements as he starts to harshly thrust in and out of your mouth.
The sounds of your moans send sensations of pleasure through him. Every sinful sound echos through the small bathroom, making the music outside sound non existent to you two.
His cock is repeatedly hitting the back of your throat. Your eyes water at the harsh feeling. You try to gag as little as possible.
“Fucking- swallow ‘aight” he breaths out harshly. You hum as best as you could. The sensation tingles through his spine. And with a last thrust you feel his cum pore down your throat. You try your best to swallow as much as you could.
He gently pulls out. His thumb rubbing the corner of your lips where some of it had leaked.
He puts his thumb on your plump and swollen lips. And without a secound thought you suck on his thumb. You blink away the tears that’d been forming.
The sight is enough to have him going all over again.
His grip on your hair had loosened, but he still pulls you up by it gently.
He turns you around, so that you’re facing the mirror your hands on the sink. Your ass presented to him.
His eyes meet yours through the mirror once more. Seemingly asking for consent, to wich you nod.
His hand starts to trail over the side of your thigh slightly under your short dress.
“Words baby”
“Yes Chris- please” you waste no time asking him. You want him to touch you where you crave him the most.
“Gonna be a good little slut now?” He teases. His eyes stay locked on yours through the mirror.
“Mhm” you mumble watching him. You feel him start to pull up your dress. He bunches it up right over your ass.
His fingers go to trail over your slick wet folds. Chris pushes the lacy thong to the side. He rubs his fingers briefly over your clit, before going to tease your cunt.
“Words, sweetheart.” He repeats, his eyes staying locked on yours. He had no problem teasing you until you comply.
“Yes-“ you get cut off by a Moan. When he slams two of his long fingers into you.
Your body jolts forward, your thighs hitting the cold sink. You grimace at the feeling.
“Wow, so sensitive?” He teases leaning over again to leave a quick peck behind your ear.
He starts to plunge his fingers in and out of your cunt. He roughly fingers you, his long fingers curl just right to hit your sweet spot.
You let out a breathless moan letting your head fall forward. You were leaning on your arms for support.
You feel his big hand wrap around your throat as he pulls you back up. “Now, now, baby watch yourself.” He teases.
“Keep those pretty eyes on me” he taunts. You flutter your eyes open. You feel his fingering get rougher as you can feel your climax rapidly approaching. You’re tempted to close your eyes again, but you’re sure Chris would edge you or something.
So you try your best to keep them open and staring at his face.
“Good girl. Yeah. Just like that.” He praises. His low words sending tingles to your core. You can practically feel yourself get wetter at how words and the sound of his voice alone.
Your wetness is loud. The lewd sounds bounce off of the bathroom walls. That along with your sweet low moans, while you try to keep yourself together.
“You like my praise honey?” He asks in a sweet tone. His words sound so innocent. Unlike the very things he’s doing to you right now.
“Yes- god” you whine, this time not hesitating to answer.
He chuckles at your eagerness speeding up his pace to give you your release. His fingers curl at just the right spots, reaching places you couldn’t reach by yourself.
“I’m close-“
“I know.” Chris grins keeping his eyes on yours through the mirror. His hand moves higher from your neck to your jaw, cupping your face roughly.
He turns your head to face him. He roughly crashes his lips onto yours. You try hard to focus on the kiss, but the way he finger fucks you has you weak in the knees. The kiss is sloppy and messy. His tongue explores your mouth as you try hard to focus.
You whine loudly. His lips catching the moan as he only picks up pace even more. He gets the hint that you’re close. And before you know it, you’re coming around his fingers.
He lets go of your face. You lean further on your arms. Your Hands harshly gripping onto the sink. You let your head fall forward as you pant harshly.
He gently pulls out his fingers. His eyes focused on the way you’re throbbing around nothing.
He sucks his fingers clean humming at the taste of your cunt on them. “Did so well for me ma” he hums reassuringly, pressing a sweet kiss on your neck.
“You think you can take another, sweet girl?” He says softly.
“Please.” Your breath out your voice shaky. You pick up your head looking at him through the mirror again.
He leans down briefly to his jeans that were still pooling down at his feet.
Chris puts his hand on your hip His eyes locking with yours through the mirror. He holds out a condom with one hand. He leans over you to leave a quick peck on your shoulder.
“I’m clean” you raise an eyebrow at him through the mirror. He doesn’t respond. “And I’m on birth control..” you trail off watching him.
He grins letting out a low laugh that seems to vibrate through his entire chest.
He presses his chest up against your back as his arm wraps around your torso. He leaves another kiss on your shoulder, trailing it up to your neck and right under your ear.
“I’m not taking any chances ma”
His voice is low and seductive. The tone sending vibrations right to your core.
“Fine for me” you shrug as you watch him lean back. His eyes lock on your ass. He licks his lips.
Chris roughly rips open the condom package with his teeth. Rolling the condom over himself fast. He was eager to get into you as fast as possible.
He hums in response, caressing your ass gently, his other hand guiding his dick through your soaked folds.
He gently starts to push into you. Letting you take the tip first. Once he feels you relax he rams in the rest of his cock.
You let out another breathless moan at the impact. Chris doesn’t move right away tho, he wants to make it last as long as possible.
“Good” he praises lowly rubbing your hips soothingly. Your body was tense, and he was waiting for you to adjust just a little bit.
You let out a shaky sigh pushing yourself back on him. He takes the hint that he can move now.
So before you realize it, he’s relentlessly pounding into you. You let out a squealed moan at the sudden intense feeling of his movements.
“Oh- fuck-“
He chuckles, and suddenly you feel a harsh slap on your butt. You wince at the harshness. Chris’ hand goes to knead your ass, easing out the pain.
His other hand trails from your waist to the small of your back to arch it more, consequently pushing you closer to the sink.
You lean over the sink. You try hard to keep your head up and look at him. But with the way he is hitting every spot inside of you, it’s hard for you to focus right now.
Chris notices the struggle. One of his hands trail from your hip, up your back teasingly. Before he grabs your hair roughly, putting it in a makeshift ponytail.
“Does the pretty girl like getting her hair pulled like a slut?”
The way he tugs on your hair, the way his sharp eyes trail over your body , and then lock on your eyes through the mirror. It’s all so hot to you.
You let out a shaky breath between Moans. “Yes-“ before you can say anything more you feel him tug harder on your hair And his thrusts becoming harsher.
His eyes train back onto your ass And the way it looks when he thrusts into you. The way his cock disappears in your wet cunt. It’s so captivating to watch for him. He could stare at that sight for hours.
“Gorgeous girl wants to get fucked like this?” He questions teasingly. Another harsh slap echos through the bathroom, But it feels so euphoric.
Your eyes close momentarily at the feeling. Before you feel him rub your ass again. Chris tugs on your hair again, to wich you open your eyes.
“Keep your eyes open and watch me fuck you”
Chris’ words are harsh. He is being dead serious. His breaths sharp and his tone laced with lust.
You only let out a mumble to wich he pulls on your hair harsher. And another smack echos through the room. You jolt forward again at the sudden impact, but this time he doesn’t ease the pain away. Instead his pace gets even rougher.
The sound of skin clapping, and the lewd sounds of your soaked cunt are loud, Creating a sinful melody.
“Touch yourself ma.” He huffs out harshly keeping up the pace. Chris keeps his fingers tangled in your hair pulling on it. While his other hand stays firmly on your hip. The harshness at wich he is holding onto you would be enough to leave bruises.
Without thinking you reach one hand down starting to rub your clit furiously, chasing your own high.
“Close” you moan as you keep repeatedly rubbing your clit. And the way Chris’ cock is hitting your cervix only intensifies the feeling.
“Come around me baby” you’ve been pulsing around him all this time. You were already squeezing him so tight. What he wouldn’t give right now to just feel your cunt squeeze him while you come.
So he keeps going. Until you let out a loud whine. You close your legs as best as you could and You clench around Chris harshly.
Chris keeps up pace. His eyes locking to your ass. Watching the way his cock disappears into you over and over. Watching the way the condom he’s wearing is covered in your slik wetness.
What he wouldn’t give to just raw dog it and feel your cum on his bare dick right now. He was tempted to actually just take off the condom to see and feel this without one.
Chris’ thrusts become more messy. But his pace doesn’t let up. Until his hips stutter and he lets out a breathless moan burying himself into you one last time.
His jaw is dropped. He moves his hand from your hip, instead wrapping that arm around your waist, holding you close. He leans over your back keeping himself inside for a moment. Chris burries his face in the crook of your neck. You both breathe heavily at your previous orgasms.
His hand in your hairs loosens. Until he fully lets go. His hand rubbing your scalp since he’d been pulling on it relentlessly.
“Did so good for me ma” he mumbles. His face stays buried in your neck for a moment.
You place your hand back on the sink again, trying to catch your breath and steady yourself.
You’d just fucked a random influencer. Some random player. But, god, was that worth it. No wonder none of his one night stands ever complained. That was fucking amazing.
You just mumble out a quick agreement.
He stands up straight. Gently pulling out as to not hurt you or anything. He takes off the condom.
But while he gets rid of it you don’t even pay attention to him. You look at yourself in the mirror. As much as you want to regret it, you can’t.
You pull your thong back into place and pull your mini dress back down.
You examine your face. Your hair was messy from the pulling, and your make up was only slightly smudged. You’d almost cried while deepthroating him, but you luckily hadn’t. Tho your mascara was still slightly smudged.
You could feel your cunt still ache.
You can see Chris pull up his pants from the corner of the mirror. And then fasten his belt back.
“You okay?” Chris asks his arms wrapping a round you. He looks at you through the mirror . His expression is soft and more caring than you’d expect. Most guys would’ve left by now.
“Mhm.” You mumble watching his expression through the mirror. He narrows his eyes at you.
“Do you regret it?” He asks softly. His tone sweet, like he is talking about something normal.
You purse your lips trying to hold back a smile. The fact that he cared to ask if you regret it or not. Everyone told you he’s a fuck boy, and that is motto is literally ‘hit and quit’. But why was he being nice then?
“No” you speak. And you can’t help the small chuckle that leaves your lips.
He turns you around so you face him. He presses a quick peck on your lips. Before he leans over and grabs a random towel off a rack. He wets it slightly in the sink behind you.
And then he sinks onto his knees in front of you. He looks up at you pulling up your dress again slightly.
“What’re you doing?” You question. a chuckle leaves your lips at the sight of Chris on his knees in front of you.
He leans in leaving a soft kiss on your thigh.
“I’m not letting you walk out with your cum running down your thighs ma.” Chris laughs, he then runs the damp towel over your inner thighs.
He cleans you up enough for you to not feel so sticky anymore. He places your panties back. Then he gets up again. Chris pulls down your dress for you before placing another kiss on your lips.
He throws the towel into some laundry bag carelessly. At your curious gaze he explains. “A friend of mine is throwing this party.” He shrugs.
There is a silence for a second where you two just look at each other. Neither of you say anything. Until you speak up again.
“Do you always wear condoms when you hook up with girls?”
You ask before the words even register in your mind. And once they do a blush creeps over your cheeks.
“Yeah. I won’t wear one next time if you don’t want me too.” He chuckles. “There will be a next time?” You question.
Chris was the type to only hook up with a girl once. He probably didn’t even remember half of their names.
Instead of answering though, he leans in and kisses you. The kiss is slower, not heated like the previous one shad been.
One of your hands moves from his neck to grab his phone out of his back pocket.
You Lean back slightly. You type your number into his phone. Then you hand it back to him.
He grins at the new contact on his screen.
“I’ll see you around pretty boy.”
You smile giving him another kiss on the lips. And this one lingers. You slide out of his grasp opening the bathroom door. he watches with a goofy grin, as you leave.
You leave going straight back into the crowd of drunk influencers. Trying to search for your drunk friends that would be around here somewhere.
You know he’s a player. So you don’t know if he’ll call you. You don’t know if you’re special, and if he treated you different than others. But if it came down to it you’d at least tried.
But,
He’s not into dating.
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(A/N: I literally wrote this within the span of one day. I feel like this is probably the best thing I've written so far. Hope you enjoyed <33)
‼️please don’t copy my work/idea‼️
Taglist: @muwapsturniolo , @sturnad , @iluvm4ttsturni0l0 , @evie-sturns , @me09love , @fratbrochrisgf , @spideylovin , @chrissgirlsstuff , @ecliphttlunar
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if you aren’t comfortable writing this, ignore it! but would you be able to do emily engstler nsfw head cannons?
I got you twin 🤞🏾
Emily Engstler NSFW Headcannons
she’s a top, like biggest top to ever top all tops
but she likes to switch it up every once in a while
strap game is actually insane
she was never shy about it at first like she knows how to use it and she’s PROUD
as good as she is w strap, fingering is… no words, actually insane how good she is at it
strap is like honestly overwhelming, you can barely breathe after and she’s so cocky about it
backshots warrior
riding and missionary tie for second tho
guiding your hips w her big ass hands (the hand tats too OMLLL)
sucking the strap>>>
loves eye contact
“eyes on me, mamas”
grips your jaw to make SURE u looking
isn’t a crazy talker in bed, she says the right things at the right times
and she’s not big on like degrading nicknames, i feel like the craziest she would go is tease or brat
mamas, princess, pretty girl, baby >>>
certified munch every day all day
loves when you pull her hair
she’s into public sex to an extent, like fingering shes all for but eating you out or vice versa in public is a little too much for her 😭
gets horny out of literally nowhere, like you turn her on sm it’s crazy and you don’t even have to be do anything
The two of you had just been chilling in Emily’s car in front of the Mystics practice gym. You’d been basking in comfortable silence when you felt Emily’s hand grip your thigh, her thumb rubbing it.
Nothing out of the ordinary but slowly you feel her hand moving higher until her hands getting dangerously close to between your legs.
“Baby..” she whines
“Hm?” you turn to her, meeting her eyes. They’re low and she’s smirking, immediately catching on to what she’s insinuating.
Feigning annoyance, you scoff “I know damn well you’re not tryna do that right now”
Her hand continues to rub on your upper thigh as she leans in to speak lowly in your ear “So you don’t wanna…?”
“Emily!” you smack her arm, laughing “You’re quite literally about to walk into practice”
just so down bad for you
her snapchat “my eyes only” is filled w pics of you
she likes to record and take pictures during (entirely with your consent of course)
goes absolutely feral when you send her nudes
she’s private about yalls sex life though, she’s not one to kiss and tell
she doesn’t brag abt y’all’s escapades to her teammates, maybe once in a blue moon to hailey but even that’s pushing it
talks you through it when you cum DEFINITELYYY
“i know mama, you can cum”
“it’s okay baby, cum for me”
“you feelin good?”
“oh you sound so pretty”
“tell me how it feels”
strap game is so crazy it has you walking funny for a while after
foreplay is a must every. single. time.
loves when you dig your nails into her back
the scratches on her back after>>>
changing in the locker room is always entertaining bcs they’re visible to the rest of the team and they stay asking questions
very attentive when it comes to aftercare
like she’ll cuddle with you right after, make sure you get something to drink, shower together and cuddle some more when you’re dressed
she’ll make sure she’s glued to your back and that you feel as much comfort as possible
as much as I enjoyed writing this, this does not mean i’m good at writing smut so if y’all ask i don’t think i’ll do it, not cause i don’t want to but because i srsly suck ass at it😭😭😭
also so upset that i can’t watch the mystics game, can’t find anyone who’s streaming it so just praying that they’ll post highlights after
let’s pray that emily and aaliyah got some playing time 💔🙏🏾
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how seventeen dance in the rain with their s/o
requested by anon !
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seungcheol
you have to drag this man out of the house bc there's no other situation where he'll be willing to be out in pouring rain. like, if it's raining after a date, then he's covering your head with his jacket and running to the car. if you're due to go out but it starts pouring, then he's convincing you to stay inside. cares about your health way too much to willingly go out and get sopping wet, but it does make him smile ridiculously wide when you finally drag him outside and spin and laugh delightedly while the rain gets in your eyes. definitely picks you up and spins you around, loving the way you sound so, so happy.
jeonghan
it takes a while, but if you beg for it enough, then he'll let you pull him out into your backyard to dance in the rain. after that, though, he complies pretty easily as you both giggle into each other's shoulders, stepping on toes and squeezing hands and when he lifts you into the air, you can't help but let out a squeak and immediately stumble into his chest again, laughing. whispers out a soft “i love you” against your lips and before you can say it back, he's following it up with “you're the craziest person i know” and it has you laughing, so utterly in love with this man that let you drag him out into the rain.
joshua
spur-of-the-moment thing, but it ends up being one of the most precious memories you share with him. you can't remember why you were out in the rain in the first place, or who initiated the dancing, but before you know it, you're both dancing in the summer rain as the sun shines down on you and the rain is wet on your shoulders. the entire time, joshua's eyes are shining as he stares at you, and he dips you so delicately before pressing the softest kiss to lips. he tastes like rain and love as he rights you again, and that moment is what confirms that you truly have fallen for him, completely and utterly.
junhui
he's kinda concerned bc you catch colds very very easily, and dancing in the rain with wet clothes sounds like a good way to get sick. it takes minimal wheedling from u tho before he eventually agrees, and it's such a sweet moment, for all of five minutes, until it somehow becomes a tickling match and he's chasing you down the nighttime street, wet hair getting into his eyes as he catches you in his arms, refusing to let you go as he presses ticklish kisses all the way down your neck, the rain cold against your skin but his lips warm as they find yours again and again
hoshi
it's his way of cheering you up when you go on holiday to thailand only for it to be pouring with rain every day that you're there. dances along the wet sand, the sea whipping around your ankles as you stumble and jump together across the shore, and his laughter is audible even above the crashing waves and the battering rain. is this very dangerous? maybe, but his hand is tight in yours as you spin together, feet digging into the sand, and the rain is tacky against your skin but everything calms when his lips find yours and you can feel the way he's positively vibrating, bursting with happiness and love for you
wonwoo
it's raining when you're on your way home after an evening walk through the park, and you're eager to rush home so that you're not out in the rain for too long, but someone trips and then somehow you're in his arms and suddenly he's twirling you around, faster and faster and now you don't wanna go home anymore, the rain getting in your eyes and your mouth as you laugh, and wonwoo’s laughing too, so beautiful and alive and you wanna live in that moment forever. dancing in the rain with him is more just spinning constantly in dizzying circles, and somehow that makes it all the more wonderful.
woozi
highly unwilling bc it feels so awkward, so he just laughs as you skip through the wet streets whilst walking back from a date. that is, until you pause in your spinning to look back at him, eyes shining, and he knows that you wanna drag him into it too. he's laughing in embarrassment, covering his face, but he eventually complies because he loves you too much to actually say no. does an endearing little shuffle dance that you join in with before he gets too embarrassed and grabs your hand before speeding down the street to get the two of you both home asap
minghao
he's all “are you really asking what i think you're asking” when you suggest it to him, but it somehow ends up being the softest, most romantic dance known to man. it's all because it's minghao, really. no matter what the situation, he cradles you so delicately in his arms, nose nudging affectionately against yours, and the rain is merely a spectator to your gentle love as it creates little rivulets through your hair when you pull him close, smiling against his lips. he'll inform you that you're both gonna get a cold tomorrow when you finally go inside, but the smile is warm on his face too.
mingyu
literally the picture perfect boyfriend and this typa thing is no exception. takes your hand and guides you through the steps of some random waltz to imaginary music, even though the rain sometimes gets in his eyes and makes him yelp. tries to get out a cheesy speech of how much he loves you but you're giggling too much for it to be a serious moment. definitely picks you up and spins you around way too many times, dipping you towards the floor as you shriek and cling to his shoulders before he captures his lips with yours for a kiss
dokyeom
runs out onto the empty street with you on his back, screeching about the rain getting into your eyes before he deposits you into the middle of the midnight road, the tarmac wet and gravelly under your bare feet, but he's grinning like a maniac as he leads you through the fastest, most chaotic dance known to man in the rain. you can't help but end up shrieking with laughter as he lifts you into the air, spinning you around again and again before you wrap your legs around his waist, take his face into your hands and kiss him, soft and warm. you've never loved him more than you right now.
seungkwan
“like… like those aesthetic tiktok couples?” very excited. he adores every minute he spends with you, and this moment is also not an exception. the most delighted, and keeps freezing up accidentally when you laugh bc you just look so beautiful like that and wow he's so lucky to have you. tries to take a video of the moment but the rain gets on his screen and messes it up :((( it's still a fun experience though. that is, until he gets inside and realises just how freaking chilled to the bone he feels rn because dang who knew that being out in the rain could make you feel cold?? not him. would definitely do it again tho. for you only.
vernon
looks at you like you're utterly insane when you suggest going out of the caravan to look at the rain. your caravan trip isn't exactly going well with how constantly it's drizzling, and one night when you're fed up with the weather, you take him by the hand and bring him outside, bc there's no way that a little rain will deter u from making the most of the trip. it's cold, and the ground has become all squelchy-muddy under your feet, but he holds your hand tightly as you splodge through the mud for a few moments before leading you back inside, making a mug of hot chocolate for you both
chan
is so, so, so willing to dance in the rain with you. he's playing the part of an overly chivalrous gentleman even as the rain gets in his eyes and he's fumbling for your hand as he tries to kiss your knuckles. he will genuinely dance with you, holding you in his arms and teaching you where to put your feet, spinning around and around with you until eventually it devolves into the two of you just swaying around, giggling incoherently. it's kind of sweet and very much adorable, but the downside is that he has a horrible fever the next day. he'd definitely do it again for u though, fever be damned.
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