#woozi drabble

[kittyhui]

woozi x afab!reader

cw: smut (minors DNI!!), oral (f.receiving), pinv, crying, creampie/breeding kink, praise kink, bit of overstim. not grammar checked lol

“f-fuck, jihoon- too much-“ you squirm underneath your boyfriend; his tongue overstimulating you to an unthinkable degree, “feels t-too good” he’s been eating you out for what felt like hours, pulling orgasm after orgasm from you.

“tastes so good, baby” he mumbles into you, vibrations from his voice making you squeal, “gimme one more, my love” he looks up at you, eyes cloudy with lust, hair damp with sweat, sticking on his neck and forehead.

“jihoon- jihoon, i can’t, too much-“ you whine out, head falling back down onto the bed you’re laying on, hands gripping the sheets until your knuckles are white. he continues his motions, moving his fingers up, playing with your clit, “fuck- baby! feels so good-“

his tongue finally stops, your mind races, whining at the sudden loss. his head lays on your inner thigh, smiling up at your fucked out face, “you sound so pretty, my love.” he’s painfully hard right now, but he can only think about you and the beautiful noises coming from your mouth; music to his ears. you barely can catch your breath before he gets up and kisses you hard “tired already? wanna fuck you, make you cum on my cock.” you can only whine, hands pulling him closer.

all you have to say is “please” and he’s inside, fucking his cock hard and deep into you, sighing deep into your open mouth. moans fall from your mouth, eyes trying to stay open, wanting to look at the beautiful man that was on top of you; his hair falling down around you, face flushed a deep pink. “jihoon- im gonna cum.. please, gimme more, baby” he mutters a soft ‘fuck’ at the desperation in your voice, going faster.

“my l-love, youre doing so good for me. so pretty. lemme cum in you, knock you up.” you cry out at his words, pleading for him. “cum for me, baby” you clench around him, cumming hard, scratching at his arms. all he does is groan out, head falling into your neck, biting down on the side of it. you feel the warmth of his release spurting into you, squeaking softly at the feeling.

jihoon falls to the side of you, looking at the bliss on your face. you open your eyes finally, looking at him and smiles, “happy anniversary, ji” he grins and kisses your red, bruised lips.

“happy anniversary, jagi”

—————————————————

“you definitely got me pregnant this time, ji”

he cackles at your words. “good. gonna have to marry you too, i guess” he says, kissing your lips as the two of you giggle.

fin

a/n: im so horny for this man you dont even understand. i want him so bad

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[spamgyu]

Tuesday // Jihoon drabble

PARING: Jihoon x Reader GENRE: Angst IN RESPONSE TO THIS REQUEST: i need jihoon to break my heart bc he doesn't know how to balance his career and a relationship 😭 it would so gut wrenching bc he's being quite cold about it, but when he gets back to his studio the flood gates open 😭😭😭 *UNEDITED - Apologies for the grammar and spelling errors // tweaked the request a bit heh.

You knew dating him wasn't going to be easy – but God, you didn't think it would be this painful.

When you met Jihoon, it was almost as if everything fell into place. From the moment you two had your first conversation, you knew he would be someone that would make a great impact in your life – and you the same with his.

It wasn't long before the friendship had turned into love – a partnership. He had always valued your understanding of his life in the spotlight – his career had always come first and you knew that. Even before you had agreed to be his girlfriend.

But years have come and gone, and there was no signs of things slowing down.

You were human, and it's normal to yearn for a life the rest of your friends had – a married life, a family, life outside of the city.

A boyfriend who would be there to support you through all your milestones.

You had been there for all his, standing at the sidelines as you watched him and his band of brothers accept the recognitions they worked tirelessly for.

But not for yours; because before you, there was them.

His fans.

His company.

His group.

They say that the same reason you fell for someone will ultimately be the reason why the relationship would fall apart. You two used to scoff at that idea. It may have been true for others, but definitely not you two.

At least, not during the first five years of your relationship.

It wasn't long before you realized that the two of you were put in each other's lives not to be together forever, but to be a lesson.

A lesson that love won't ever be enough; because if it was, you wouldn't be standing in the middle of his living room with tears streaming down your face as his remained unwavering. Almost as if his heart isn't breaking just as much as yours.

You two were no longer on the same page. All while you were ready to move on to the next chapter of your life with him, he was ready to wrap his book up – ready to end it.

"I know other idols are able to hide it," Jihoon's voice was cold, eyes dark with not a single glimmer of life behind it. As if he had rehearsed these same lines before. "But I can't, Y/n. I'm not ready to be whatever image you have of us in your head."

"So what? This is it?" Your voice cracked. You no longer cared to wipe your tears – it was far better they blurred your vision than seeing the man you love, end your relationship on a random Tuesday afternoon.

"I'm not changing my stance and I know you aren't, either. I know you want a ring, I know you want kids and– That's just not where I am and I don't think I will be for a long while."

You didn't know what was more painful; the fact that he was right or the fact that, in the back of your head, you wished it wasn't true.

The tears began to fall faster as the realization began to set in.

This was the end.

You knew him better than you knew yourself, he wasn't going to change his mind. Nothing could.

He was everything you have ever known for the past five years and it was all coming to a crashing halt.

"I'm sorry for wasting your time."

・゜゜・．・゜゜・．・゜゜・．・゜゜・．

He thought he was handling it well.

Jihoon had kept himself together for four months – all thanks to their jam packed schedule which rarely allowed him any time to be alone with his thoughts, let alone time for sleep.

He prided himself for being able to handle the break up without a single tear being shed; breaking the news to the twelve boys that same day during practice as if it was just any news.

As if it was the most casual conversation.

All while they stood in shock, unable to grasp the sudden end to what seemed to be a picture perfect relationship, he continued their four hour long practice unfazed – brushing off their looks of concern and questions of how he was doing.

But just like the break up, the grief came crashing on him like a semi-truck going at full speed on a random Tuesday.

Jihoon had gone into the studio with Soonyoung with plans to work on their upcoming comeback. He had always looked into his past work for inspiration, playing snippets of the demos he had recorded for previous comebacks to allow the creative juices to flow.

It was going so well, the two of them laughing at how ridiculous the original version of their hit singles sounded.

And then he got to that one song.

The song that was originally meant to be a ballad – the heart-aching song that was meant to be assembled with strings and a piano.

He sat frozen as his voice echoed softly through the speakers. At the time, he had composed the song with no one in mind – simply taking inspiration from his other member's breakups.

Now, he could relate to every single one of the words.

"You okay?" Soonyoung eyed him from the seat next to his.

Jihoon hadn't realized it, but tears began to fall from his eyes – his chest heaving up and down as he tried to contain his emotions. In his head, he thought his composure remained calm; but he was falling apart with each line.

"No." He swallowed, unable to shake his thoughts away. That moment in his living room began to replay in his head – the sight of you in tears, the sound of your broken voice, the pure defeat in your eyes... the moment you walked out without sparing a second glanse.

Soonyoung quickly reached over to the mouse, hitting pause on the music; knowing that it had been the catalyst to the sudden break down of his best friend. "D–do you need time alone? Water?"

Jihoon shook his head. The silence had become much worse than when the music was playing – this time he could hear your voice, the sweet sweet voice he missed so much.

It wasn't until now that he realized how much he missed hearing your laughter, your words of encouragement, your ramblings over the phone – he missed you.

In the past few months, his life had become far too busy that he hadn't realized that there was a gaping hole in his chest in the shape of you. He had been able to fill it with his members, his fans, and his work – but it was all temporary.

A quick patch.

There was no replacing you. No one else's hand fit perfectly in his, no one knew what he was thinking before he could voice it, no one came close to understanding him the way you did – and now it was too late.

You took his cold response to the break up as a sign from whatever was above that this was what was meant to be – blocking his number, his social media accounts, and leaving without a trace. Almost as if you never existed to one another.

You were nothing but a stranger to him and it pained him to know that there was no getting you back.

"I fucked up." He choked out a sob.

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[etherealyoungk]

━☆ first kiss with seventeen: woozi

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pairing: woozi x reader

warnings: kissing, fluff

wordcount: 550

you're curled in on the couch, earphones plugged in as you listen to woozi's new song - a demo of it. woozi sits next to you as he keenly watches you while you listen, nervous but also sightly excited. he always loved hearing your thoughts on his songs and lyrics.

he watches as you gently bop your head to the music and there's a small smile across your face. if he had to be honest, he was nervous about showing you this song, because it was about you. during the months he was away on tour, he found himself missing you a little too much. so he picked up a pen and started writing, about you.

he thought it might be too cheesy to write a song about you but he couldn't help himself and he was proud of the outcome. it was only when he wanted you to hear it for the first time, he realized how nervous he actually was.

the song finishes and you pull out the earphones, smiling as you look at woozi. "that was amazing", you tell him, and he smiles in relief. "im going to take a wild guess that this song is about the love of your life?", you prompt, teasing him and he smiles to himself. "to my one and only", he tells and you chuckle.

"but you know, i really liked this one line "and we kissed under the moonlight", you start. he looks at you, waiting for you to continue. "but we've never actually kissed...yet", you tell softly and you can see the way his ears turn read upon your comment. you think it's cute how easily shy he gets.

"maybe we could change that?", you prompt, scooting closer to him. "y-yeah we could", he replies, looking back at you. "can i kiss you?", you ask him and it takes him few seconds before registers what you said.

"i'm the one who's supposed to say that!", he counters. "says who", you counter, leaning forward. "and you didn't answer my question", you tell, intertwining you hand in his.

"yes, you can kiss me", he replies softly and that's all you need to close the gap between you both. your lips press softly against his and your hand immediately comes up to cup your cheek as he softly kisses you back.

you pull away and look at him, giving him a soft and sweet smile. "we should kiss under the moonlight for real next time", you tell softly and he smiles, pulling you closer. "we should", he replies and you kiss him again. he'd kiss you with a sweet sort of passion and kiss you sweetly.

he pulls away and pulls you in for a hug, engulfing you in his arms. "thank you for writing a song about me", you tell before sitting up so you can look at his face again.

"you're going to write a song about this moment right", you prompt, knowing woozi a little too well. "read my mind already", he tells, pecking your cheek. he proceeds to show you another song he worked on and looks at you with the most loving eyes as he watches you listen to his music, his emotions, and his feelings. it really made him the happiest person on the planet and you were everything to him.

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[bluejeanstrash]

you’re so right … something about him in a button up is just so *shivers* … so if you don’t mind, what are your thoughts on ceo husband woozi?!?

- 💐 anon

now…about ceo husband woozi.

- first, let’s talk about him as a ceo—universally loved and deeply respected. he’s very humble and never makes a big deal about his position, but his quiet competence demands respect.

- and he expects this respect to be extended to you. his wife will be treated with respect and if he sees anyone doing otherwise, that person is gone. period. no second chances when it comes to you.

- he’s personable but usually reserved when interacting with his employees but when someone asks about you his face visibly lights up.

- kind of a wife-guy. in the best way. like, will make sure his schedule doesn’t interrupt lunch with you (and if someone calls he’ll very calmly remind them i’m with my wife right now. now’s not the time), will always send over a car when you’re coming to the office, etc. basically will make sure you’re comfortable and taken care of, always.

- is unaware of how hot people find him in the office. i don’t see woozi as a suit-wearing ceo but more of a shirt with sleeves rolled up (yes, this is self-indulgent) and formal pants type. plus a very expensive heavy watch he wears on his wrist, which is his only ‘show’ of wealth. and when he folds his built arms during meetings, his face all serious, the employees are LOOKING and lamenting god, i want him so bad. his wife is so lucky.

- unfortunately for them woozi has never even looked at anyone else and literally has no interest in anyone else. his entire being is devoted to you, and you’re the only one he desires.

- very proudly keeps his arm wrapped around your waist at formal events while he talks you up, his amazing wife. and at the dinners, he keeps one hand resting on your thigh, sometimes to reassure you with his presence and other times to caress and tease till you get worked up.

- speaking of getting worked up…he loves fucking you in his office. what really turns him on is a quickie before his meetings. if he has a meeting at 3:30 pm, woozi’s buried deep inside you at 3:24.

both of you are fully clothed, only his pants are unzipped and your dress has been pulled up. he makes you sit on his lap and ride him while his hands grip your waist tight. as you bounce on his dick, he groans, eyes dropping to his watch to check the time every few seconds. they’re going to be walking in here in 6 minutes. be a good little girl and cum for me. and when you tell him you can’t yet he simply says then you can cum while they all watch, because i’m not letting you go until i feel you dripping down my cock.

and so you speed up, fucking him faster as you play with your clit, his heavy grunts pushing you closer and closer until you start to cum, squeezing around his cock which always pushes him over edge. as you feel him release his warm thick cum inside you, there’s a polite knock on the door. sir, it’s time for your 3:30 meeting. should i let them in?

you quickly pull off him, both of you fixing yourselves as he tells his secretary to send them in. he smiles, giving you little tap on the ass as everyone walks in, bowing to him respectfully. come in, just give me a minute, i’m just saying goodbye to my wife. everyone bows to you politely as you walk to the door, woozi’s hand around your waist and his cum dripping down the side of your thigh.

i’ll see you at home, love. he leans in to give you a kiss on the cheek, just like a respectable ceo husband would, pretending like he didn’t just cum inside you a minute earlier.

-

so, anyway, those are my thoughts on ceo husband woozi.

#i’m not too sure what this was but this is how i imagine ceo husband woozi #and now it’s got me thinking of ceo husband coups 🫡 #woozi smut #woozi x reader #lee jihoon #jihoon smut #jihoon x reader #woozi #woozi drabble #jihoon drabble

[sluttywoozi]

HAIIII congrats of 4k!! I’d love to request some head cannons for soft!woozi (something similar to the wonwoo one you did that had me blushing and kicking me feet) CONGRATS AGAIN!! <3

hiii thank you so much 💖🥰

soft woozi keeps a blanket and pillows in his studio after you fall asleep on the couch for the fourth time

even if he’s just cooking for himself, he makes double what he needs just in case you want some

you express interest in learning his music software one (1) time and the next day, you get a four hour long crash course

he’s got no less than fifteen songs in the drafts that are for you but must never be seen by you

if you don’t like anime: he tested a ridiculous amount of shows until he found a set of five that he thought you’d like and he then hosted a tournament to find your favorite in which you were the judge and he was the prize

if you do like anime: he sat you down one day to make a list of every anime you’ve ever seen and took extensive notes on your feelings on each so he could accurately and efficiently choose the next one for you to watch together

he loves physical affection when it’s coming from you and if he’s not wrapped around you like an octopus the whole night, he’s not sleeping

he makes a concerted effort to come home from the studio at a reasonable hour when he notices you staying up later and later waiting for him

you don’t know the password to his work computer for obvious liability reasons but his password does consist of every letter of your name and your favorite number (which isn’t much safer)

he loves taking you home because his parents completely forget he exists and put all of their attention on you, the second child they never had

he always insists on spotting you at the gym no matter what you’re doing (“im just on the elliptical, jihoon, you really don’t need to spot me” “baby, anything can happen anywhere, the key is always being ready”)

when he’s had a really shitty day, all he wants is you. you, his bed, grilled meats, and his current favorite anime

he’ll never admit it but he cried the first night he spent in your first shared apartment. something about the sense of home and rightness and warmth and being so surrounded by you made him feel safe enough to let a couple tears slip

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[toruro]

[7:34]

pairing. l. jihoon x reader genre. fluff, idol au, gn reader, request w/c. 430+

"don't go," you murmur, pressing your face into the plush of your pillow as you swing your leg over jihoon's bare torso. there's the sound of ruffling bedsheets as you feel him shift under your thigh, and you sigh dejectedly when he places a hand on your knee.

peeking out from where your face is buried into the pillow, you glance at your boyfriend who watches you with steady eyes, the smallest hint of a smile on his lips. "are you making fun of my sadness?" you say with a lighthearted scoff, pulling your leg away from his hold.

"no, no," jihoon replies quickly, locking his hand around your thigh and yanking your body closer, to him. "you're just cute, that's all."

huffing softly, you roll your eyes while letting your arms wind around his neck, jihoon continuing to pull you over the mattress until you're on top of him, legs are on either side of his body. his eyes are closed, and under the morning glow that peeks through the curtains, he looks beautiful.

you're about to say something before jihoon starts quietly humming a familiar tune, and you can't help but melt into his hold, digging your head into his neck and pressing your chest against his, allowing your heartbeats to sync as one.

"are you trying to serenade me because you're about to leave?" you mumble into the smooth skin of his collarbone. you feel the vibrations reverberate in his throat when he laughs, bringing one hand up to hold your neck and push you up so you can both look at each other properly.

your hot breath fans over him as you hover above, and your lips are still pushed into a pout. "you know i have to go to work," jihoon tells you sympathetically, using a thumb to play with your bottom lip that's jutted out.

"i kno-o-o-w," you drawl, "but it's not even eight! i miss you!"

"baby, you see me every day."

you give him a sad look—honestly, you aren't sure why you're being so pouty this morning, but jihoon looked so cozy and warm and you can't help the whines that come from your mouth.

jihoon catches the little sparkle in your eyes when you look up at him with your cheeks puffed out, and he sighs, pulling you down by the waist so your body is flush against his.

"you have me until 8:30 before cheol starts blowing up my phone."

"make it nine and i'll make fried chicken for dinner."

jihoon grins at you, pressing a kiss at the corner of your mouth. "deal."

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[savventeen]

thinking about a jihoon whose biggest love languages are quality time and acts of service.

a jihoon that's never been one for physical comfort and never really knows what to say or when to say it and who's always had trouble knowing what kind of material things other people might like.

he's always felt like the kind of person who loves quietly, sometimes so quietly he isn't sure anyone can hear it.

but oh, oh, do you hear it.

you hear it when you find an extra bento box in the fridge that just has a sticky note with a lopsided smiley face drawn on it. you hear it when he silently joins you on the opposite side of the couch and watches the rest of the shark documentary with you at 2 in the morning. you hear it when you complain about being too tired to do the dishes that night and you wake up to an empty sink and wiped-down countertops and a well-swept floor. you hear it when you say you're going out for coffee and his quiet "i'll go with you" is drowned out by the noise of you tripping over the shoes you left in the doorway. you hear it when your hands can't stop shaking and he quietly places his cordless headphones over your ears before sitting down at the keyboard and playing song after song after song until your chest no longer feels like it's filled with empty, infinite, crushing void.

he thinks his love is quiet, but to you, to you, his love is so fucking loud it's like he's screaming it from the rooftops — an endless sonata that you'll always be able to hear.

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[gyuswhore]

Hello :) It's my first time requesting but I've read most of your posts and I adore them a lot :)

Can I request something about woozi being such a sweet/soft boyfriend? Like, he just loves hugging you and is very clingy to you He also does everything he can especially if he got his free time? Because he's always seen as very closed off and reserved by other people but he acts so different around you. Thank you :))

Thank you so much for liking my work <3

Hope you like this one too!

masterlist

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smothered:

"Jihoon, I need you to let go." You're trying to pry off the human stuck to your back preventing you from moving around the kitchen properly.

"Stay in one place," he responds, head still buried in your shoulder.

"I can't, I need to put this there-"

He perks up, grabbing the plate off your hands and placing it in the cabinet.

"Are you done?"

Looking around the now relatively clean kitchen, you remember something else that needs to be done, "No, I need to vacuum and mop."

The words are barely out of your mouth before he's turning around and leaving. Stunned for a moment, you wonder if he's stalked off upset, but as you hear the familiar roar of the vacuum going off in the bedroom you can only smile at his determination.

Deciding to match his motivation, you finish up the rest of your house chores so you can finally allow Jihoon to smother you. Or the other way around, you don't think he cares.

Once he's done turbo cleaning the floors, he finds you on the couch.

"What's next?" he asks.

You simply open up your arms in an invitation, "Loving me?"

He realizes he's obliged embarrassingly fast, subconsciously aware if any of the guys were seeing him. In the comfort of his home, and in your arms, he relaxes at last.

Jihoon, the same man who turns beetroot red when holding your hand in public, is currently smothering you in his scent, and you can't say you'd have it any other way.

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[number1mingyustan]

Bored ☾

producer!woozi x fem!reader

Warnings: established relationship, hand kink lowkey, fingering (f.), kissing, cursing, marking, squirting

Summary: When you're bored you tend to grow needy and your boyfriend's been neglecting you

Word Count: 1.5k

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(a/n: something short and sweet for you guys)

He promised he'd be done an hour ago. You should've known better honestly, Jihoon refuses to leave his studio if his work isn't absolutely perfect. There have been too many nights of him coming home late and apologizing because he got caught up.

Today, you thought you would remove that possibility and come visit him instead. However, your presence doesn't seem to be changing much because he's still busy.

And you are so incredibly beyond bored. You can only scroll mindlessly through your phone for so long. Despite the black couch behind him being extremely comfortable, you don't want to lay on it anymore. You want your boyfriend and his attention.

He's been messing around with the same track for at least 45 minutes. Altering the pitch, playing with the key, and adding and removing different layers. You've been watching him, how his hands move along the recording table.

You push your thighs together at the thought of his hands.

It's not often that you get this needy. Neither of you has very high sex drives, but when one of you is in the mood... it's always worth your time.

Jihoon was a gentle lover, but fuck, he was so good with his hands. His touch was always delicate, yet satisfying. And he knew your body well, where his fingers should go and just how to touch you the way you needed.

Good thing you wore a skirt.

You lift your body off the couch and walk over to him.

"Jihoon," you whine.

He lifts his head to meet your eyes. "I know baby, I'm sorry. 30 more minutes, I promise."

You groan, planting yourself on his thigh. He wraps his arm around your waist and kisses your cheek. "I swear I'm almost done, just bear with me a little longer."

"Jihoon."

"Hmm?" he doesn't lift his head.

"I'm horny," you confess.

His body completely freezes for a moment. "Y/n, baby..."

“Just make me feel good,” you run your hand along his chest. “You know I can be quick.”

He hesitates. You watch the way his face contorts as he contemplates giving in. Finally, he leads your body back to the couch where he lays you down.

“10 minutes,” he breathes out. “That’s it, and then I gotta get back to work.”

You smirk, spreading your legs open for him to see. “C’mon, you know you can make me cum in 5.”

He pushes your panties to the side, running his thumb along your slit. He hasn’t even touched you yet and you’re soaked. You love his hands, his fingers always touch you the way you need, pleasuring you beyond satisfaction.

He smirks at the way his fingers grow damp and shiny. He doesn’t waste anymore time before slipping his middle finger inside of you.

You allow your eyes to fall shut as he pleasures you. He pumps his middle finger into your cunt a few times before slipping in his ring finger.

“Fuck,” you breathe out.

He pushes his fingers in deeper, scissoring them to stretch you out. Your body grows tense when he does so.

“Relax baby…” he begins kissing along your neck. His lips latch onto one particular area where he begins sucking. He’s not satisfied until a bruise starts to form on your skin. “ ‘M making you feel good aren’t I?”

His fingers have started pumping into you quickly. You’re so wet, his fingers slip in and out with ease. You’re sure you’re dripping onto the couch, but neither of you seems to mind. His pace is increasing with each pump of his fingers, fucking you hard and fast with his digits.

He continues nibbling and sucking on your neck as he fingers you. There’s hickeys decorating your neck, leaving him smiling and satisfied. He curls his fingers, placing pressure deep inside of you that sends you into overdrive.

“Jihoon!” You cry out.

He catches on before you do, pulling both fingers out of you as the rush of liquid leaves your body. You squirt all over him and the couch shamelessly. And hey, it only took him 3 minutes.

He looks down at the mess you’ve made, smirk plastered on his face. You’re still panting beneath him, mouth parted and eyes fluttering open as you come down from your high. He places his fingers in his mouth, sucking lightly before shooting you a wink.

"Better now?" he asks, voice laced with amusement. "You made quite the mess."

You cover your face in embarrassment when he reminds you. You hardly lasted and you squirted everywhere. "Don't tease me."

He tosses a t-shirt and sweatpants in your direction. "You love it."

“You keep clothes here?” you ask.

He nods. “Yeah, you know how much time I spend here. I always keep some comfy clothes for when I’m here late.”

He helps you remove your damp clothing and dresses you in his clothes.

“What about the couch?” you ask.

“It’s no biggie,” he shrugs. “I’ll just get it cleaned. It’s all black anyway.”

He goes over to the storage closet where he pulls out a chair for you to sit. He sets it up right next to him, facing the recording table. He sits down in his chair and you in yours.

“Good,” he smiles. “For the next 30 minutes, I want you to be good. Can’t bother me or get me all worked up. And if you're good, I'll give you my cock when we get home."

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[rubyreduji]

[minors dni!] [based off an ask i got here]

"ughhh" jiwoo whines at you "you really aren't going to tell me anything at all?"

you roll your eyes "i have no clue what you're talking about"

"yes you do! this has been going on for months just tell me about your mystery man!"

you crinkle your nose up at the nickname. right as you do, jihoon walks into the room, glancing between you and his daughter

"what are you two yelling about?"

"nothing appa, just y/n being THE WORT BEST FRIEND EVER! she won't tell me about the guy she's seeing"

you try not to be embarassed about jiwoo saying all of this to her father. you also try not to be embarassed over the fact that her father is your "mystery man"

jihoon just raises an eyebrow at you, then jiwoo, before walking off

you and jihoon have been hooking up for a while now, and it all started during your second year of college when you went to live with jihoon and jiwoo for a break. you and jihoon had caught each other's attentions and never let go

now you're still staying with them for breaks, and sneaking around jiwoo to hook up. the only issue is that jiwoo has caught onto you hooking up with someone, she just doesn't know it's her dad, and you're hoping to keep it that way

normally you two can get away with it easily, but jiwoo lately has been attatched to your side even more, meaning it's rare for you to get time away from her to sneak off to see jihoon. you can tell it's upsetting the older man as well as he's getting less time with you as well

you might sound cocky, but you're well aware jihoon is very obsessed with you. not only has he told you multiple times but just from the way he looks and acts around you, he's completely entranced and it drives you a bit crazy, knowing you have the rich handsome ceo wrapped around your finger

"fine, don't tell me" jiwoo finally huffs "but i'll eventually get it out of you"

"sure" you mutter

"anyway let's hang out by the pool today" jiwoo changes the subject "appa just had it cleaned and it will be nice with the hot weather"

with that jiwoo grabs your hand and pulls you upstairs to change into your swimsuits. your swimsuit is a bikini you picked out last summer that's a bit booby and high cut at the hips and when you get down to the pool you and jiwoo take a couple pictures before she dives into the water and you sit on the edge, dangling your feet into the water

"come on y/n get into the water!" jiwoo calls after a while. you really don't want to get super wet so you decide to grab a pool floaty and climb on that. this seems to satisfy jiwoo for the time being as she continues to swim around the pool

just when the sun is starting to feel a little too warm on your skin and you're contemplating actually getting in the water, you look up at the house and smirk when you see the man of the house standing at one of the windows, staring down at you. from where you're sitting in the pool you have the perfect view of his face and the hunger that sits in his eyes

it's been a while since you've been able to be with jihoon, with jiwoo always hanging around you and jihoon being busy business man, so you quickly move to the edge of the pool and climb out of the floaty

"hey im gonna run to the bathroom and get a drink, do you want something?"

"can you make me something tropical?" jiwoo asks and you nod

"yeah sure" you tell her before slipping back into the house

you're sure jiwoo will be too distracted swimming (one of her favorite things to do) to realize how long you'll be gone. you walk through the house, searching for jihoon. you and jihoon have never actually fucked while jiwoo is home, but there is quite literally no better time than now

you find jihoon standing where he was earlier, by the windows in the sitting room and before you can even say a word to him he's grabbing you and pushing you against the wall, out of sight of the windows and the pool

his lips are suffocating as he kisses you fiercly, his fingers digging into your waist. you hungrily kiss him back, soaking up everything you've been missing recently

"fuck" he groans when he pulls away from you, his hard cock already rubbing up against you through his pants "you're so naughty, putting on this slutty little bikini and parading yourself around, driving me crazy"

jihoon's fingers are already pulling at the strings of your swimsuit, pulling away from your body to leave you bare to the room. your own hands work at unbuttoning his shirt and pants, pulling his cock out of it's constraints so he can get in you faster

as much as you'd love to have slow, loving sex with the older man, you're a little too desperate and on too much of a time crunch for that

jihoon's head leans down so he can lap at your tits, suckling on one of yoru nipples before moving to the next, his fingers rubbing at your slit as he does

your fingers tug at the hair on the nape of his neck, begging him to slip instead your slick cunt. jihoon seems to get the message and he lines his cock up to you, also deseperate to feel you wrapped around his throbbing length

his slams into you, his cock sinking deep into your pussy, buring your entrance as he does. his cock is thick and it barely fits in you, but you have experience taking him and soon jihoon is thrusting his hips into you at a rapid pace

his hands slip under your thighs as he lifts you up, your legs coming to wrap around his waist. your tits bounce freely as your body is jostled around from the rough thrusts and jihoon takes one his mouth again, his tongue circling the bud before sucking on it hard

you whimper in his arms as you feel his cock dig into your sweet spot, repeatedly ramming against it and sending you into a light headed frenzy

you can feel jihoon's strong hands still on your legs and you wrap your legs around him even tighter, pulling him closer to your body, wanting to feel all of him against you. you stick your hands in his opened button up, sliding over his musuclar shoulders, your own fingers finding purchase there

"f-fuck, jihoon, please" you beg, feeling your body start to tense up

"cum all over my cock baby, i want to feel you cumming around me" he growls, his voice sending you over the edge. he's still fucking into you as you cum around him and even when your body goes limp he doesn't let up until he's cumming into your cunt, filling you up

you whine when you feel the seed hit your walls and you tremble in jihoon's arms, gripping onto him for stability

jihoon lets your legs down gently and he kisses you again, this time sweeter and less intense

"i miss having you like this" jihoon mumbles "jiwoo keeps taking you away from me"

you laugh "you know she is still my best friend"

"yeah, but i'm the one who's obsessed with you" jihoon proclaims and you smile, you think it's cute how needy jihoon really is. the media would have a field day if they knew the harsh, serious lee jihoon was so sweet on you

speaking of jiwoo, you move to glance out the window and see she's still utterly distracted in her own world. you look back at jihoon and smile

"wanna go for round two?"

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[sungbeam]

𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐬

lee jihoon x gn!reader

0.7k words, proposal au, barely proofread

a/n: hi carat friends 😔 im here w another proposal au for the sebongs bc i want to get married okay

You always made Lee Jihoon a cup of coffee every morning. The tradition had begun long before the two of you even really knew each other, since he often came into the coffee shop you worked at for the cheapest, darkest cup of coffee you sold. You were pretty sure the first cup you had ever made for him tasted like hot piss, but you had watched him gulp it down like a champ in the corner of the shop while pouring over his assignments.

And when you would eventually grow to become friends, lovers, the tradition held firm and he would not be able to start a day without a cup of coffee made by your hands. Said tradition even took on a special addition—notes from yourself to him. They ranged from the usual 'hope u have a good day <3' to 'eggs……?' (Don't ask. It'd been a strange morning for you.)

After moving in with each other, the tradition held as strong as his work ethic.

This morning, you set a steaming cup of coffee (arguably much improved from the first cup you'd made) in front of him. It was his usual mug, part of a set that you'd bought made of clear glass. The day you'd come home with the glassware and a set of whiteboard markers, he hadn't even questioned the unconventional pairing.

But he noted the way your eyes fixed on him from across the island counter, how you laced your fingers beneath your chin to hide the slight tremor. You were nervous about something, he thought, but maybe you just had a presentation at work later today.

"Thank you," he murmured with a soft-cornered smile, as he usually did. It wasn't until he took his first sip, that you straightened and turned away to busy yourself with packing yourself lunch.

The kitchen was quiet as you both basked in the other's presence. Warm morning light, soft and buttery, filtered through the windows to his right as he caught up on emails and sipped on the coffee you'd made. After purchasing the glass mugs, your messages to him shifted from the sides of the cup, to appearing on the bottom. It was so that once he'd finished his morning cup of joe, only then would he be allowed to see your love-filled words, amongst the dregs of dark brown at the bottom.

He tilted his head back slightly as anticipation caused his heart to leap. The mug drained, little by little.

Y…R… There was a question mark on the bottom row, as well, and he realized you hadn't written the message backwards like you usually did.

He drank faster.

Y… R… R… A…

?... E…

His heart galloped in his chest and the remaining coffee disappeared like a wave pulling away from the shoreline. Everything slowed to a stop, and he met your eyes. You'd already stopped what you were doing to await his answer.

A laugh bubbled out of him. It was merry and bright, and Jihoon shook his head in disbelief.

You bit back a smile. "Don't laugh!" You groaned, leaning back onto the counter across from him with heat crawling up to your cheeks.

His grin stretched from ear to ear as he waved his hands in front of him. "Wait, I'm not laughing at you! Seriously—seriously, just wait!" He stood abruptly from his stool and you watched him jog into your bedroom down the hall.

Your heart rate was erratic, but you waited. You waited and waited, until he came barrelling back out toward you with one hand in the pocket of his pants. His smile had softened, and you saw the glimmer of nervousness in his expression.

He rounded the counter to meet you on the other side and revealed to you the treasure lying in his pocket. "I—I was literally thinking the same thing," he said to you, holding up a white gold band studded with a diamond on top.

Tears stung in the corner of your eyes, and there was silver lining Jihoon's. You couldn't believe what was happening, the words on the bottom of the cup you'd written done in a spur of sudden courage. But this wasn't what you had expected would come of it. And god, was it better than any other outcome you could have imagined.

He stepped closer to you and gently grabbed your left hand with his. "So how's this for an answer?"

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[onlyhuis]

Helloo I'd like your thoughts and thots on woozi please 🩵

member | boyfriend!woozi x gn reader genre | fluff, smut, headcanons (bullet points) word count | 400 smut warnings | reader is gender neutral! no anatomy is mentioned specifically, use of nicknames (beautiful, princess, slut, dumb whore), dom!woozi

mentions of smut below the cut - minors dni

thoughts:

chill is the word for him. not exactly low-maintenance, but he’s just easy to be around

he definitely considers doing mundane things together as dates. like when he vacuums the house and you keep him company sitting on the couch, reading your book. or when you’re working on a big project and he brings you a plate of food and sits in the corner of the room until you’re finished for the night. or when he goes with you on your morning coffee run and maybe convinces you to buy him a donut from the shop that's across the street from the local starbucks.

but of course he also takes you out on fancy dates! whenever a new gourmet restaurant opens in town you can guarantee he has an in with the owners to get you two a private table on opening night

also he somehow knows everybody so he gets discounts practically everywhere. the movie theater where the new movie you really wanted to see is playing? he got tickets from his friend chan’s nephew who works there. the swanky modern art museum two hours away? his old college roommate minghao is the curator. the up-and-coming artist you just discovered on spotify and really liked? he produced their latest album, backstage concert tickets are no problem. the man has connections in so many places you can’t even imagine.

thots:

he’s a dom, but he’s a service dom. body worship is a guarantee with him. you always end feeling thoroughly satisfied and loved <3

most of the time he loves to praise you, but sometimes you both need something rougher. and that’s when he’ll bring out the big guns

his favorite nicknames, “beautiful” and “princess” turn into “slut” and “dumb whore” (but he’ll always make sure you know he didn’t mean those words once he’s done cleaning you up and you’re both winding down for the night)

he has a collection of various toys (in your favorite colors, of course) saved for occasions like this when you want to be tied up in several different ways and spanked with a wide variety of objects

also when you’re in this mood, he’s a very big fan of marking. especially in the form of bruises on your ass

he would prefer late-night sex but he would definitely be a fan of waking up with your hands down each other’s pajama pants

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[rinsuniverse]

hello~~ can i request a woozi imagine where reader is sick but refuses to tell woozi bc she doesn’t want him to worry but he finds out anyways? thank you!!

sick with woozi! ✧˖°.

this is a cute idea and probably a canon event 😭

i imagine you're probably a hard worker and a borderline workaholic like woozi

so it's no surprise you've overworked yourself and wake up the next day feeling so under the weather

for once, jihoon got up before you, which was his first red flag

he sat up in bed and saw you shivering in your sleep

but he brushed it off, thinking you must've just been cold

he kissed your nose before leaving to go to work, not forgetting to fix your blankets in case it really was too cold

the next red flag was when it was around lunch time and he still didn't receive a text from you

"that's weird," he says as he snacks on something in his studio.

he thinks "well, it's not like they always have to text first. this is a two-sided relationship, so i'll just text to check in."

jihoon: hey y/n, i hope you're doing well

you respond rather quickly

you: omg i totally forgot to text, i woke up late and had to rush to work, so i barely had time

jihoon: it's fine, really

jihoon: are you feeling alright?

you: yeah! i'm feeling great, what about you?

he shrugged off his concern immediately, trusting you completely

little did he know, you were at work, but you were feeling terrible

you had the chills, your head was killing you, you could barely breathe, and you felt like time was passing way too slowly

but you thought that you wouldn't want him to worry about you

he's the type to helicopter over you, texting and checking in every chance he gets

and even worse, he might ask to get off work early so he can care for you

which you don't want because you know how much jihoon loves his work

the next red flag came when jihoon knew you'd get off work

you always got off work before him because he loves working at nighttime

and to make up for him always working, he has you video call him and you guys just chill on call until he gets off of work and meets with you in person

he calls you and you pick up, but you refuse to show your face in the camera

that wasn't the red flag though

because he thought, "hmm, maybe they don't want to show their face today, and that's okay"

but when he goes "hey, how was work?"

and you respond nasally with "it was pretty good, thanks for asking"

his eyebrows furrow

"you sound different"

"oh, really? it's probably my allergies"

"are you taking medicine for it?"

"yeah, don't worry about it, ji."

only he IS going to worry about it

jihoon is not dumb

he still responds with "okay, hope you feel better"

it was fine until he was almost done with work, and he was going to check in with you again thru the call, but you were sound asleep

"y/n, are you sleeping? did you even eat first?"

but there was no response

everything about you today was really odd to him and he knew it couldn't just be allergies

he tried to be rational, thinking "i have slept 20 hours in a day before, so it's fine if they sleep a lot"

but he can't help but feel a little worried for you

he does rush to your home a bit quicker than usual

he goes straight to where you were sleeping, which was on the couch

this was when all the alarms went off in his head

and the way his eyebrows furrow and a frown forms on his face when he sees you shivering, breathing unevenly, and sniffling in your sleep

"i knew it," he laughs to himself

he goes and grabs a thermometer and takes your temperature, shaking his head when he sees the fever

he shakes you gently

"oh, hey, jihoon. welcome home-"

"let's get you some food first, and then i'll warm up a bath for you, yeah?"

"what? i'm feeling fine-"

"you're not fine," he shows you the thermometer. "if you're sick, why didn't you tell me? i could've come home early-"

"that's the point. i didn't want to inconvenience you or make you worry..."

"you're not inconveniencing me. i'm just taking care of you the way you would take care of me. don't ever think otherwise."

and that's when you start crying, like a sick baby who wants comfort

he pulls you into a hug, not knowing how else to soothe you

he whispers sweet nothings into your ear like "y/n, you're okay," "please don't cry, baby," and "i'm here now, let me help"

you melt into him

he quietly cares for you

he cooks you a simple dinner and even washes the dishes afterward while you sit in a warm bubble bath he prepared for you

he then waits for you to get dressed and do the rest of your night routine, then guides you to bed, where he tucks you in

he even gets multiple different blankets in case you get the chills again

he stays up all night, going between working on his laptop, rubbing your back, replacing the cold, wet rag on your forehead, and helping you whenever you need to get up in the middle of the night for more medicine or to vomit

he probably won't kiss you or get too close while you're sick, but he'd still care for you in any way he can

overall, jihoon really cares about you. he loves his work almost as much as you, but don't feel like you're inconveniencing him. he understands this comes with being in a relationship with someone you love.

please trust him next time. he wants you to rely on him sometimes, even though he loves it when you both are your own individual, independent people a lot of the time!

thank you so much for the request! i hope you enjoyed this. feel free to request more ✧( ु•⌄• )◞◟( •⌄• ू )✧

(p.s. requests are still open! i specialize in woozi stuff, but i also don't mind writing about other svt members ς(>‿<.))

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[kittyhui]

woozi as all the love languages

word count: 769 (cute little imagine)

a/n: for ppl reading my smau im sorry for not updating, my writers block is so bad rn😭😭

words of affirmation

- he LOVES praise.

- whenever you come to the studio and listen to something he’s working on, he waits for your lovely words saying that he’s doing so well and that the song sounds amazing

- his ears would blush a pretty pink and he’d cover his face in embarrassment

- talk pretty to him.. he’ll have a heart attack. he just wants to know he’s doing good💔

- but on the other end, he has a hard time praising his SO.

- he doesn’t like to say ‘i love you’. he thinks that after a while it loses its meaning and wont feel as special

- tbh he probably wouldn’t even say those words until like 9 months to a year into the relationship (hes the type to not even say it until his wedding day😭)

- almost any attempt of giving praise comes with stuttering and blushing

acts of service

- because hes so busy, he would really appreciate receiving acts of services

- if you live together, he loves when you tie his tie if he has to dress up in the morning

- in return he’ll make you breakfast and coffee just the way you like it before he heads to the studio

- if you work out with him, he’ll love if you could spot him and vice verse.

- he doesn’t want people to know, buts he’s a princess. giving him massages when he gets home or giving him a full skincare routine and running a bath, he just would feel so loved, especially after a long day of practice

gift giving

- he has a lot of money, he wont deny it, but he won’t spend his money all willy-nilly

- he loves to spoil you but he only does it every now and then

- he’ll STALK all your socials to see what you want if you didn’t already flat out tell him.

- if he knows he wont be home for a while or cant spend time with you (tour, comeback, etc) he’ll slip a few gifts onto your bed, wrapped nice and pretty. he loves when you send him photos or video call him, showing how much you love whatever you got. he cant stop the smile on his face anytime he sees your happiness

- on the other end, jihoon doesn’t like receiving gifts

- he doesn’t want you to waste your money on him and really he’ll only ask for something for his birthday and it will never be something outrageous. if you do a form of art, he’d LOVE to receive something you painted or drew or wrote. if you made music as well, he’d probably cry if you wrote a song for him

quality time

- he’s busy like all the time, but best believe he’ll message you, call you, and try to visit you as much as he can.

- when he’s home or visiting you, you rarely go out

- woozi, the homebody he is, loves movie nights and cooking dinner together.

- watching a movie on your couch while eating a home cooked meal on his rest day is the most domestic thing in jihoon’s mind, it makes his heart flutter everytime.

- even if he doesn’t want to do something, just spending time with his SO without talking is something that he loves

- doing his own thing at the same time as you in comfortable silence is very calming to him and it happens a lot when hes working in the studio and you come to visit

- if the two of you wanted to leave the house to do something together, gym dates, Michelin restaurants and picnics are things he would love to do.

physical touch

- contrary to what most people would think he actually loves physical affection.

- ESPECIALLY when sleeping.

- have yall seen the LieV sleepover stream? woozi is like that with his SO.

- he’s big spoon all the way. he will wrap his legs around you a snuggle his head into your neck when its cold out.

- he’s not a big fan of pda tho. even with the members, he gets bright red even from just a simple peck on the cheek

- the most he would initiate/let you initiate in public is pinky locking when walking and short shoulder touches in passing.

- but as i said before, once he gets home ALONE, he’s all on you.

- hes still shy tho, most of the time you will initiate it.

- he’ll pull you into kisses every now and then, keeping you close to him for hours

- its hard for him to say ‘i love you’ so this is the best way in his opinion

- favorite type of physical affection: cuddling

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[bluejeanstrash]

jihoon is not a jealous guy.

that’s what he tells himself anyway as he sees that guy walk over to you. how rude of him to interrupt someone when they’re working out. doesn’t he know it’s bad gym etiquette?

you pull out your earphones as he starts speaking to you. he says he’s sorry to interrupt but your form was off and he wanted to help because you could get seriously injured otherwise.

no, i’m not jealous. jihoon tells himself that as he watches that guy put his hands on you, helping you lift the weights, showing you how it’s done.

you don’t need him to show you, you had jihoon for that. he feels irritated as that guy’s fingers linger on your skin a little too long.

i don’t have the right to be jealous. he tells himself that as he strains his ear to hear the conversation between you both. something about him spotting you next time too? why are you laughing at that? he frowns.

jealously is immature. he’s not jealous. he tells himself that as he cuts his workout short, finishing 3 sets too early. he feels this irrational need to walk over and interrupt whatever conversation is happening.

‘you ready to go?’ he asks, completely ignoring the guy next to you.

you look at your watch. ‘you’re done already?’ jihoon always took at least 10 more minutes to finish.

‘mmhm’ he’s trying to act chill, so he takes a sip of his water. nonchalant. cool. unbothered.

‘hey man, i’ve seen you lift’ that guy turns to him feeling slightly awkward at being ignored. ‘super impressive’ he flatters jihoon only to get a tight smile and a curt ‘thanks’ in return.

he’d seen that guy lift too. he was impressive as well. but right now jihoon sees that as a threat. he wants to be better, so he subtly flexes his arms hoping you’ll notice how good his body looks.

you see, jihoon’s playing the long game with you. the long game being that he’s harbouring very strong feelings towards you and has decided to never reveal them incase he gets rejected.

‘i still have a few sets left’ there’s a look of relief on that guy’s face which doesn’t get past jihoon.

‘you go ahead jihoonie, i’ll go back on my own today’ you tell him casually.

stupid mistake. stupid emotional mistake. he should’ve finished working out so you could leave together like always.

if he walks away now, what would happen here? he runs through multiple simulations in his mind and all of them end terribly.

one with you dating this guy. the second of you getting married to him, and the most jarring one of all - you getting fucked by this guy. it’s messing with his head. but jihoon is jihoon, so he’ll never let you see it.

‘okay’ he wants to scream. ‘see you tomorrow then’ he bends to give you a quick hug before nodding at the guy.

i’m not a jealous guy. he tells himself that as he walks away, seething with jealously.

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⌦ Pairing: Woozi x Reader ⌦ Genre(s): smut,, fluff ⌦ Warning(s): alcohol use/drunken sex (be safe),, fluff,, swearing,, unprotected sex (im not ur parent but be safe),, begging,, pet names (baby,, ),, Jihoon whimpers 😩,, mention of being sick,, ⌦ Word count: 2.04k ⌦ Summary: Your childhood best friend promised that he would come back for you. That was five years ago. But now he's back, and your family Christmas party took a turn you weren't expecting. ⌦ A/N: Doin Christmas in July. First fanfic request I'm so thankful that someone enjoyed my work enough to request work from me 😭. I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I did writing it! If there's anything you feel I should improve on in the future, don't hesitate to let me know! You can find progress updates on this story and everything else I write in my pinned post every Wednesday.:)

⌦ requested by: anon 🫶 ⌦ marz's request form ⌦ marz's tag list

Christmas was always your favorite holiday, not just because of the presents but also because of the smells, scenery, and memories that came with it. At least, that's how you used to feel about the holiday. Every year around this time, you'd get a text from your best friend promising that he'd be at the annual Christmas party, and every year you'd get your hopes up.

When Jihoon didn't show up, your heart would shatter into a million pieces. You knew it was no use inviting him to these Christmas parties, knowing his empty promises would leave you feeling optimistic yet doubtful at the same time. You hadn't bothered inviting him this year; you were slowly accepting that the idol life was better than anything he had here. You knew you were being dramatic, but the constant letdown made it hard for you to think any other way.

Christmas time started to feel stale and repetitive to you now that Jihoon wasn't there. You would text him, he would promise to be there, you'd get your hopes up, and then you'd cry while you cleaned up after everyone left for the night. It was like your brain was in this sort of unbreakable pattern; it knew the outcome, but breaking the pattern wasn't an option.

So there you stood, with all of your friends cramped inside your small New York apartment. Your brain was becoming overstimulated with the number of senses to take in all at once.

"Have you heard from Jihoon at all?" Your friend asked as she filled her cup with whiskey-spiked eggnog. You shook your head, taking a sip of the thick, cinnamon and whiskey-flavored milk drink.

"No, I didn't invite him this year," you shrugged as the two of you walked back into the living room where everyone was sat, wearing ugly Christmas sweaters, singing horribly to overplayed music, and your cat swatting one of the baubles that hung a little too low to the ground off the tree.

"Why not?" She asked, stopping in the foyer with wide eyes as if she thought those words would never have left your mouth. You opened your mouth to speak when the sound of someone's fist hitting your front door with just enough force to make their presence known rang through your ears. You furrowed your brow as your eyes moved from your friend's shocked expression to the entrance of your home.

"Who's here?" Your friend asked.

"I don't know; everyone should be here already," you said as you made your way to the front door. You pressed your body against the paint-chipped hardwood as your eye peered through the peephole.

The figure that stood before your front door made your insides feel like they were going to fall from their respective places. Your hand moved from the door to the knob, opening it slowly as if you were trying to convince yourself that he was really standing there.

"Jihoon…" You said softly when the door opened enough to see the man's smiling face. You didn't give him time to register a response or even your actions as you pulled him into a hug, crying into his winter coat.

The rest of the night turned into a red and green blur as you knocked back enough drinks to sedate a baby elephant—figuratively, of course. You and Jihoon had not so gracefully excused yourselves to your bedroom after the two of you were caught making out against your kitchen counter.

You had dreamed of this day, though being under the influence wasn't in the plan. But would the two of you have done this if you were in the right state of mind? Probably not. Something about courage in a bottle.

Your bed had never felt hotter as the two of you sloppily tore off the fabric that worked as a barrier to protect your skin from one another. The two of you kissed with a level of passion you'd only read about in books. Jihoon's hands were surprisingly skillful, even despite his inebriated state. His hands ran up the sides of your calves, the insides of your thighs before stopping at the hem of your bra.

His fingers hinted at lifting the padded fabric to toy with your already hardening buds, but instead, he halted his movements. You opened your eyes in confusion as Jihoon pulled away, your glossed-over eyes meeting his equally glossed-over eyes.

"Is this okay?" He asked, his words slurring together as he spoke. He wasn't sure if it was the alcohol or how the closeness of your body made him feel like fire was running through his veins.

"Yes, Ji," you replied, impatiently reaching for the back of his head to pull him into another jaw-breaking kiss.

A soft moan left your lips in response to Jihoon's warm hands pushing past the wiring of your bra, gently squeezing at the fat that made up your breasts. Another string of small moans would leave your lips and enter his mouth each time Jihoon rolled your nipples in between his fingers.

A smirk found its way to your lips when the sound of Jihoon whining filled your ears. Jihoon pulled away from the kiss and looked at the hand on his cock as if it were instinctual. The way 'fuck' rolled off his tongue was music to your ears and pussy; it made your mouth water, and you weren't sure how much longer you could put up with foreplay.

"Ji, fuck me, please," you whimpered as his hands trailed back down the path they had taken earlier. This time, however, they stopped at your panties. It was now Jihoon's turn to wear the smirk on his face as his fingers found themselves pushing the fabric of your panties to the side so they could explore the wet cavern that was your entrance.

"We've barely started, y/n," he teased as his middle and ring fingers rubbed themselves up and down the insides of your folds.

"Ji- fuck!" You whined breathlessly, feeling Jihoon's fingers diving into the ocean between your legs. Your back arched ever so lightly in response to his fingers pumping in and out of your hole.

A chuckle left your lover's throat while he left love bites along the taut skin that was your neck and chest. Your hands found themselves buried in the black locks of his hair as his fingers pushed themselves against your walls at a steady pace.

A mewl fell from your throat each time his teeth left pale pink marks against your neck, alongside the purple bruises his mouth was gifting you with each pump of his digits.

"Fuck-Ji, please!" You begged once more as the feeling of your dam breaking threatened to make an appearance. Coincidentally, your partner and your climax were two things that you hadn't seen or felt in a very long time.

The man hummed when he took his fingers out of your cunt, tugging down at your panties as if this were his way of responding to your whines. The time it took for you to have taken your bra and panties off and for Jihoon to remove himself from his boxers was a blur; your brain didn't regain consciousness or, moreover, come back to reality until Jihoon was pumping himself inside of you.

Had you been clear-minded, you would have taken more time to adjust, but tonight you just wanted to get off. The stretch of your walls was painful, yes, but the pleasure heavily outweighed the pain you would be feeling in the morning. The only sounds that bounced off your small bedroom walls were your moans and whines, along with the sloppy sound of Jihoon haphazardly fucking into you.

Your dam began to crack faster than normal as Jihoon pressed the head of his cock against the spongey spot inside of you that made your toes curl and your head twirl. You took notice of how Jihoon's hips began to stutter, signaling that he was close to breaking as well.

Your walls tightened around his cock, causing a small whimper to fall from his mouth, and his hands gripped onto the fat of your thighs even harder.

"Ji, I'm close," you whimpered and pulled at his sweat-soaked locks, eliciting another whimper to come from inside him.

"Fuck, me too, baby," he panted in response, the whimpers you had once forced out of him now falling out like a symphony of the world's finest instruments all harmonizing together.

It took only a few more powerful thrusts on his end before your dam finally broke. You arched your back as the wave of pleasure washed over your body, and your hands found themselves gripping at the pillow cases beneath you.

The way your pussy spasmed against his cock while you were falling over the edge barely gave him enough time to pull out and finish anywhere but inside of you. He whimpered with each spurt of cum that shot itself from his tip and onto the insides of your thighs.

Waking up the next morning felt like the hardest thing you had ever done. Your head felt as though someone was hitting it over the head with a mallet, and your eyes felt like they would melt out of your sockets if you kept them open even a second longer. There was a crusted substance surrounding the inner parts of your thighs, and the sharp pain that shot through your hips solidified the suspicions you had about what that unknown mixture was.

It took the better part of an hour for you to gather the strength to stand without releasing last night's contents onto the bedroom floor. The smell of eggs and bacon definitely didn't help that feeling, nor did the spinning wheel your brain felt was on.

You trudged your way to the kitchen, suppressing any urge you had to throw up. You had assumed one of your friends had stopped by to make sure you were okay after last night's many rounds of drinks. You were partially right; it was a friend of yours, but he didn't stop by to check up on you.

"Ji?" You asked, taking a seat at the breakfast table that was used for anything but eating. He hummed in response as he plated the food. You took notice of the scratches that peaked through the collar of his shirt and blushed at the thought.

"Yea?" He asked, turning towards you as he carried the plates to the table; his hair was still messed up from last night, and he had found a pair of your sunglasses to shield his eyes from the light that gleamed through the windows that you never seemed to close with the curtains that took you an embarrassing amount of time to put up by yourself.

"Did we?" he cut you off as he placed one of the plates in front of you before he sat across from you with his own plate.

"Have sex?" He finished your question for you, and you could only nod in response. "I don't remember much from last night, but the way you looked under me is something I'd like to see again," he said with a small wink. It would have gone unnoticed if you hadn't been studying every muscle in his face.

"You want there to be a next time?" You asked, and you felt like you were interrogating him with these questions, although, if you had to be honest, you also wanted this to happen again.

"Only if you want to," he said as he ate.

"I'd like that…" you said, trailing off as you looked at the food in front of you. The last thing you wanted to do right now was eat a big breakfast of fatty foods, but you knew you needed to eat something before you filled your stomach with Advil to combat the killer migraine you had. "Are you not hungover?"

"I totally am, but one of us needed to make sure we ate," he said in response.

You smiled softly at the man before you; you couldn't tell if he was returning the stare through the sunglasses, but you didn't care either way. You were happy to finally be more than friends with your best friend.

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