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#xikers choi sumin
sminiac · 5 months
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BESTIE I NEED YOU TO HEAR ME OUT
xikers reaction to you wearing lingerie for the first time?
U r the best writer on this app fr
💌 — BFF!!! I cannot accept this compliment in good conscience when I have the mutuals that I have, but it makes me incredibly happy that you’re enjoying the stuff that I put out :,) LOTS OF LOVE!!! (I can’t tell if this is okay or not, but I’m posting so…)
Warnings — NSFW focused, light smut, MDNI.
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Minjae would be so incredibly taken aback, like he’s just so mesmerized to the point that he barely remembers that he’s physically in front of you until you’re poking at him, asking if he’s okay, and like- no???? The type to feel like it’s his first time being intimate with you again, shaky hands and stuttered words cut short by the haste of trying to settle his breathing back into a comfortable pace before you start noticing. Once he gets over the initial shock of seeing you in something so revealing it’s all he can ever think about, asking for pictures frequently, even when he’s working. It’s just- how could the mental image ever leave that pretty head of his once he’s seen it for himself, experienced it.
“Can you say something?” His gaze is fixated, unwavering even as you’re subconsciously starting to curl in on yourself from the fear of his sudden and intense silence. “Anything?” You squeak, hands wrinkling the thin fabric as they slide to cover the parts of you his eyes repeatedly flit between. Before you’re able to succeed in your feeble attempt to shield away, his hand gently catches at your wrist, silently easing it further back until he can see all of you again. “Don’t- just. I just need to take all of you in, for a minute, if you don’t mind?” The words scramble together in a careless attempt, he just needs more time, that’s all it is, needs the image of you splayed out so pretty to be burned into his retinas so that he’ll never have to conjure up the sight from scratch again.
“You’re everything, you know that? My pretty girl.”
Junmin is the type to be shy with his words but confident in his hands, poor thing can’t get a full sentence out without being accompanied by stuttering and taking back words because the way he strung them together didn’t quite convey the way he’s feeling, but could he ever? All while words tangle at his tongue his hands move to touch you with a surprisingly firm grip, he doesn’t tremble, he isn’t hesitant, he knows that you’re his to touch, why would lingerie change that? No way he doesn’t have a thing for those diaphanous babydoll’s, specifically likes having you ride him in them, watching through the delicate coloured fabric as you’re repeatedly swallowing down his cock.
“You’re- this, this is what your surprise is?” He’s got his lower face nestled into the crook of his arm, knowing that if it were to be shown you’d laugh at how evidently warm he’s gotten in the matter of seconds. “You don’t like it? I thought it was, pretty.” You catch a glimpse at yourself in the mirror, smoothing out the thin mesh, unabashed as you adjust it around the seams, meanwhile Junmin is sitting like stone on the bed, fighting with himself over allowing himself to fully take you in or to keep awkwardly looking away from you every few seconds. You’re his girlfriend though, he could stare without there being any repercussions, right? Without it being weird, you wouldn’t mind, surely. He continues eyeing you up through the mirror, eventually quietly asking of you to come to him, that he just: “wants a better look.” Shifting himself to sit at the edge of the bed, guiding you to stand between his legs, your back to him so you can watch through the mirror as he inspects the small embellishments he couldn’t see as well from afar, the delicate lace detailing that lines the bust. He thinks you make the set even prettier, just wants you to admire it too while his fingers are fucking into you, eyes suddenly not so shy.
Before Sumin actually sees you in lingerie he’d sometimes make passing comments about someday wanting to, walking past a certain store in the mall? He’s shameless in pointing out certain pieces through the windows, even going as far as to explain that he thinks you’d look good in certain colours, patterns, cut. Isn’t shy about the specifics at all, which is why he has the biggest grin on his face seeing you in familiar looking panties paired with a similarly style of bra, a thin silk robe with intricate patterns haphazardly balanced on your shoulders. Think he definitely has a thing for silk, there’s this thought that’s been rotting in my head that he he buys silk ribbon, uses it in the bedroom on you, but also as a sort of outfit accessory in public, lol. He’d have a thing for those crazy detailed sets, like the ones with garter belts, lace, ribbon etc.
“So you did get it, I was wondering why you were so short with me when I called.” Whatever was on his phone couldn’t be less important than it is now, it falls from the tips of his fingers into the soft comforter, fuck, he could’ve thrown it across the room and not blinked twice. “You wouldn’t shut up about it, big mouth.” You pull out a chuckle, though it sounds distant, like the sound you make when you can’t tell exactly what the other persons saying so you laugh in hopes that it fits the context, he doesn’t regard it, his hands just need to be everywhere, anywhere. “You can put it to use then.” Guiding you into the bed, his eyes move in the same fashion that his fingers do as they run across your skin, slipping under the thin band of your underwear, he runs it all the way to the round of your hip before he goes still. “Take this off.” He says, already so eager, making his own work of it before you have the chance, “But- I thought this is what you wanted?”
“Don’t care, you look too good, just needta’ fuck you. Now.”
Jinsik, sweet boy, would be so constant and loose lipped with his praise. Maybe only briefly mentioned it once or twice, but never explicitly stated that he’d want you in something so scandalous, even if it’s just for a night, but he gets so giddy when you’re telling him to take off one of his over sized shirts you’ve thrown on top to keep the surprise hidden, the lace details so pretty under the tips of his fingers as he drags the hem of his shirt further up your torso, the more that’s revealed the more strained he’s becoming in his sweats. The type to want to make you the focus of the night, because you’re so sweet, dressing up just for him, will want to let you know how appreciative he is.
“You’re not real,” he breathes, eyes nervously darting from your face and back down to the slow motion of his arm that works his shirt up and out of the way. “there’s no way.” You’re giggling in his ear, a hand idly rubbing through his soft hair, keeping the ends from falling over his eyes, but he’s far too entranced to care. “You’re so dramatic.” His tongue wets at his lip to keep the words flowing steady, cause if not then they’d surely lodge into the back of his throat seeing the way the trim of your bra hugs at the top of your breasts. “Can I… I’m allowed to touch you?” The front of his brows raise, his eyes big, cute as he silently pleads with you. “‘s is all for you, I’d hope that you’re allowed.” His irises roll, the corner of his mouth pulling into a crooked grin, but his fingers keep moving, feather light, almost teasing.
“You don’t even realize that you’ve got me wrapped around your finger. Tell me what to do next, please baby- tell me what you need.”
I think out of all of them, Hyunwoo would be the most collected, manages to keep a level head despite how raptured he is with you. I think he’d also be the most nonchalant, yet confident in bringing up lingerie, the type to be comfortable to talk with about it while not having to worry about him dropping dizzy to the floor once the pieces are actually laid out in front of him. Wants you to know that whatever you’re comfortable with, what you feel good in, is more than enough for him.
“You’re already making me hard.” His head curls into his shoulder, watching as you wrestle off your clothes that were purposely thrown on top, knees dug securely into the mattress beside to keep you steady in your hurried attempt. “I haven’t even taken this off yet.” His hand moves to rest over the top of your thigh, thumb rubbing warm circles into your skin, sighing, “I know, but it’s the fact that I know what’s under. You can’t blame me, you’re just so attractive in general.” He’s offering to help undress you, but only because you’re taking so long by yourself, and his hips are starting to subconsciously roll at the thought of what’s yet to come. Plants wet kisses anywhere he can possibly reach once he’s got you laid out, secretly just wanting a closer look, to get a feel, because tonight will certainly be on replay in his head for months on end. The following weeks he’s trying to subtly get you into lingerie as often as he can, becomes a real sucker for taking you shopping for new sets.
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hunternity · 1 year
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR ACE RAPPER CHOI SUMIN!
♪.*⁽⁽ ◝꒰´꒳`∗꒱◟ ₎₎₊·*
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booskwan · 9 months
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sugar, spice, and everything nice!
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lil-elle · 1 month
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A Waking Nightmare
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group: xikers
pair: sumin x gn!reader
genre: angst, lil fluff, best friends to lovers
word count: 3.1k
content: blood, mentions of death, mild description of injuries, coarse language
a/n: sumin isn't even my bias and the part at the end gave me butterflies omo
“Sumin!” Your voice was swallowed up by loud rumbling and cracking of the building walls as you clung desperately to your best friend sitting next to you.
Who knew how quickly a normal school day could be turned on its head? Your normal lunchtime routine of hanging out with Sumin in the stairwell, snug in a little space underneath the stairs you and him discovered one day while skipping class, had suddenly become a nightmare as pieces of concrete continuously chipped off from from the sheer force of quaking earth.
You felt one of Sumin's strong arms encircle your body as he used the other to pull your head into his chest, shielding you. Your own screams felt like a distant sound, as if coming from someone else a few rooms down rather than your own throat. Your lungs felt hot as you coughed harshly from the dust being thrown around the two of you, your hands gripping his shirt.
You almost convinced yourself the shaking would never stop, that this was some punishment for skipping class, being rude to your mom, not telling your best friend, Sumin, how you really felt about him. You don't even remember when you had started crying, the tears on your face hot and speckled with dust and debris.
When everything finally stopped moving and you came to your senses, you felt completely trapped, eyes shut in fear as sobs continued to tear from your throat. “This is it. I'm going to die here today.” You thought as your body trembled from adrenaline pumping through your veins. Your breaths were erratic and the loud beating of your heart made your ears feel like they were ringing.
A gentle touch to your cheek made your eyes crack open involuntarily, the view in front of you blurred by your still flowing tears and the puffiness of your eyelids. And yet, despite the blur, the familiar golden head of hair in front of you helped to calm your heart and come to your senses a little.
“S-S-Sumin!” Your voice was shaky and unsteady, still fighting the coughs and sobs that wanted to bubble up from your chest. You unclenched your now sore and cramping fingers from his shirt and gently touched your fingertips to his cheek, dust from the crumbling walls forming a layer over his soft skin. That's when you realised that one of his arms was still wrapped strongly around you, the two of you so close that his forehead was pretty much leant against yours. He'd removed his other arm from behind your head and his hand had settled on the side of your face, thumb continuing to wipe tears from your cheeks and eyes in a gentle way that was out of character from his usual rough nature.
That's when your eyes really came into focus, adjusting to the now darkness and registering Sumin's strained face leaning over you, eyebrows pulled tight in obvious pain, hair ashy from the collapsing walls, and a deep red dripping from the top of his head all the way down his nose bridge. Blood.
“F-fuck. Sumin!?” You let your eyes wander the area around the two of you and finally realised just how caved in you were, the small space you had once appreciated as a little private area for you and him now being a pocket sealed by large fallen chunks of concrete, all of which Sumin had taken the brunt of directly to his back and head while protecting you. A deep hot guilt and fear grew in your stomach as your hands held and poked at his face and shoulders as if trying to panickedly inspect him for injuries, of which you had no idea how many he could have, while you lay completely unscathed in his protective hold. You couldn't hold back your sobs anymore as a drop of his blood fell from the tip of his nose onto your cheek. You found your breath picking up again as you began sobbing out his name over and over, as if saying it enough would turn back the time or heal all of his wounds. Your mind was racing, half of it looking for an escape with the other half screaming desperately for this whole thing to be a nightmare and for you to wake up already.
“Hey…” A deep, gravelly voice cut through your panic, and your eyes opened again as your breathing began to slow at the sight of a pained smile on his face. You felt angry. Angry at yourself that he could smile in this situation when you could do nothing but scream and cry. Angry at yourself that he was willing to take the full force of everything just to protect you. You didn't deserve that protection.
Your tears flowed like waterfalls and he continued wiping them from your face with weak, shaky movements.
“I'm sorry…” you sobbed out, trembling with every breath, “y-you're hurt…a-and it's my fault…”
He leaned down and pressed his forehead to yours, careful in his movements as if afraid to disturb the pile of rubble he was holding on his back.
“Hey…shh….” His voice was strained and his breathing shallow. “It's not your fault…nothing is your fault.”
You could only respond with sobs, cupping his face in your hands and closing your eyes as you allowed the warmth that flowed from him to you through his forehead to comfort you. His other hand reassuringly tightened on your waist.
“Shhhh…it's okay…you're okay…”
“I-I feel so useless…” you cried. “You're hurt and I can't do anything but just sit here...” You spat the words out, the hatred you felt for yourself in that moment obvious with every word that left your lips. He just stared at you with a despairing expression, the way you're putting all the blame on yourself breaking his heart into pieces. “...We're going to die here…” You muttered, almost becoming too weak now to even sob.
“Hey…look at me.” You reluctantly opened your eyes back up, meeting his dustied and bloodied face once again, a sight that made your stomach churn in such a way that you almost thought you were going to throw up. “I'm here…okay?” His voice was comforting despite the strain on it. He'd always had a unique way of making you feel safe no matter what. “You're not going to die…as long as I'm here, nothing can hurt you.” Just when you thought you had exhausted yourself, tears pricked at your eyes again. You were angry at the way your heart pounded and butterflies filled your stomach even in such a hopeless situation as this.
“But…you might die, Sumin…” your voice was much softer now, weaker. “You're bleeding…a-and I don't know how badly you're hurt…I'm so scared…”
“I know…” he spoke, running a thumb softly over your cheek, “but I'm not going anywhere, okay? I'm not leaving you.”
You could feel your panic slowly dissipating as his comforting words penetrated your heart and tears slipped calmly down your cheeks.
“Aren't you scared…?” You looked into his eyes as you spoke, voice still shaking.
“Terrified.” Your eyes widened slightly at the sudden vulnerability in his voice. “But not of dying.” He tenderly caressed your cheek. “Of losing you…” Your heart began pounding hard in your chest and your eyes stung with fresh tears once again. “Terrified of the idea that…I might’ve lived the last few years keeping my true feelings from you…only for my life to end before I could even tell you…”
Suddenly you froze. Your heart felt like it had gone from rapidly pounding to completely still and the only word you could mutter in that moment was what had become your favourite and most used word over these past few years.
“Sumin…”
His familiar wide smile crept onto his face and he nuzzled his forehead against yours.
“...I love you…but you already know that, don't you?” He said with a slight teasing tone that sounded slightly off from the roughness in his voice but still managed to make you smile.
“I do…”
He was your very own superhero. Your own knight in shining armour. He was absolutely everything to you and just the simple thought of your life without him was too much to bear.
There was a very subtle redness that had entered his cheeks, very inappropriate for the situation but it made you smile and your heart race nonetheless.
You were convinced that the two of you could've stayed admiring each other like that for hours had the situation been different, but a slight tremor shaking the building one last time broke you from your spell and you shut your eyes tight as fear began building inside of you once again. A sudden hiss of pain from Sumin filled you with panic again as the small aftershock shifted the debris on top of him and weighed him down further.
“Fuck, fuck, oh fuck.” You mumbled, eyes darting around in a frenzy, looking for some kind of means of escape. It seemed luck was on your side as you noticed a tiny crevice in the chunks of concrete where light was leaking through like a sign of hope. Carefully, you lifted your leg and jammed your heel into the rubble with all your strength, feeling it loosen up slightly and quickly repeating the motion a few more times. With a swift kick, you managed to knock a small piece out and disrupt the integrity of the rest of the pile, only for a large piece of concrete to land squarely on your other leg, jamming it in place. You cried out in pain and winced, clenching your jaw and trying to stop tears from slipping from your eyes again. Sumin gripped your waist tightly, pulling your body against him before speaking in a frantic and worried tone.
“Hey hey, don't do that, okay? Don't move. Please…don't…”
“B-but…I need to get you out of here…” you responded through gritted teeth.
“No no no. You're going to hurt yourself, just please…” Your eyes widened at the sight of him tearing up, a sight so rare you can't even remember the last time you saw it. You looked up at him powerlessly, bringing your hands up to grasp his face and nuzzling your forehead against his.
“Okay…I-I'll stop…” You promised him and he smiled weakly.
“Thank you…”
What felt like hours passed and you could tell Sumin was getting weaker, his eyes sitting half closed and his breathing slow. Your eyes stung and your throat cracked and strained as you began calling out for help as loud as you could muster, your yells occasionally being cut off by your own coughs or sobs. “Someone has to find us…someone…” You tried to convince yourself, but hope seemed so far from the two of you at that moment. Your own leg had gone numb as well after being trapped, but that was absolutely none of your concern as you were fighting to keep Sumin conscious.
“H-Hey n-no no no. Keep your eyes open…” You spoke through tears as you lightly tapped one of his cheeks to force his eyes open before calling out again. You couldn't lose hope, not when the only man you couldn't live without was growing weaker with every passing minute.
You continued to call out, only for your voice to crack and for you to break out into a violent and painful coughing fit, cutting you off. Suddenly, Sumin's head fell into the crook of your neck, the rubble shifting slightly with his movement but somehow staying stable, not like that was what you were worried about in that moment. Your heart and breath sped up in a panic as you called out Sumin's name, tapping his shoulder and receiving no response.
“F-fuck…FUCK!” You exclaimed, hot tears spilling out of your eyes. “Sumin, please!” You tapped him again, no response. “I can't…” you sobbed, “I can't lose you now…please…I love you…” You cried into the darkness in a way you hadn't cried since you were a child, completely lost and helpless. That's all you wanted to do; cry and cry until you cried yourself to exhaustion, but you knew you couldn't. You had to keep going. You had to get him out. All caution and self preservation you previously had completely disappeared as you covered the back of his head with one of your hands, trying to ignore the crustiness of the dried blood clumping his hair together, before beginning to jam your foot back against the rubble with even more force than the last time. Chunk after chunk of concrete you dislodged, the foundation of the pile slowly crumbling and the light shining through getting brighter. You took a breath, laying your tired and sore leg down for a moment and pushing the hair out of Sumin's face. You hesitantly held a hand up to his parted lips, breathing a sigh of relief to feel subtle yet present breaths brushing against the tips of your fingers.
A sudden crunch from afar perked your attention and you turned your head, listening intently and hearing extremely subtle voices in the distance. Your heart began to race as you took a breath in before yelling as loud as you possibly could. Adrenaline rushed through your veins as the voices of what you could only assume were members of a rescue team grew closer and closer. You picked your leg up and slammed it into the rubble again, the pieces falling and grazing your leg. You called out again, coughing through clouds of dust before looking down and seeing your foot fully sticking out of the pile of rubble. You could hear nothing but the sound of your own pounding heart and a deep male voice yelling “Over here!” followed by multiple pairs of footsteps.
Tears of relief sprung to your eyes as the debris above you began to move, being pulled away from you as you held Sumin close.
The rest was a blur. Both you and Sumin were taken to the hospital and separated but you couldn't help but to continue being worried for him, almost completely forgetting about your own injury.
You sat silently at his bedside, staring at his calm, sleeping face as the silence of the room consumed you. His bed was decorated with various balloons from his family and friends and you smiled to yourself as you thought about just how loved he was. You looked down at your toes sticking out of the bottom of your cast and wiggled them mindlessly.
You were lucky to only end up with a fracture, not like you would've cared if they had to go as far as to amputate. All you cared about was Sumin. The relief you had felt when the nurse told you it was only a bad concussion and a lot of bruises made you almost burst into tears right in front of her, but you simply thanked her as she left you and him alone.
Now you waited for him to awaken again, heart pounding from nerves about what you'll even say to him when he opens his eyes, but also pounding from fear. After all, the nurse said there was a chance he'd end up in a coma.
Millions of thoughts circled around in your head as you ran through all the possible things you could say once he woke up. “Rise and shine?” You cringed. “I missed you?” True but embarrassing. “I love you.” You buried your red face in your hands, closing your eyes and trying to steady your own heartbeat before you actually just melted into the floor. His smiling face flashed in your mind, giving you a tight feeling in your chest and a fuzzy feeling in your stomach. “Maybe I should just say ‘I love you’...” you thought, sighing and running a hand through your hair.
A subtle rustle of a bed sheet pulled you from your stupor and your head snapped up just in time to see Sumin's eyes flicker open, groggily taking in the surroundings before landing on you. The moment he caught sight of you, that familiar wide smile, with a hint of sleepiness, graced his face.
“Hey, you.” He mumbled in a raspy morning voice with a hint of playfulness. You wondered why you even thought about what you would say to him as your body moved before your mouth could, throwing yourself at him and ignoring the way your leg ached in protest. You quickly buried your face in his shoulder and soaked it with your tears as his strong arms wrapped around your back and held you against him. His soothing hand caressed up and down your back as you sobbed, inaudibly mumbling through about how you thought you were going to lose him and how scared you were.
“Shhh…it's okay…I told you I wasn't leaving you.” That familiar comforting voice of his made you smile so widely your cheeks started to hurt and you pulled back from his shoulder to look into his face. He slowly reached a hand up, gently wiping the tears from your cheeks in the same way he'd done for you back then and it only made your tears come faster. “Why are you crying?” He chuckled, a hint of teasing in his voice.
“...Sumin…”
He smiled that beautiful smile of his and you couldn't take it anymore. You wanted to tell him you loved him. You had to. But the words wouldn't come out, so you settled for the next best thing. With clumsy hands, you grasped his face and pressed your lips against his, earning shocked wide eyes and a quick blush from him, although you couldn't see it with your eyes closed, completely and totally focused on kissing him. It didn't take long for one of his hands to find its way into your hair, holding the back of your head as he returned your kiss with equally as much passion as you showed him. It didn't feel real. The way one of his hands held the small of your back with the other tangled in your hair. The way his lips pressed to yours over and over again, the sound of his breaths between kisses making your stomach turn. It all felt like a dream.
You pulled away just enough so that your lips were barely touching and opened your eyes before speaking in a soft breathless tone.
“I love you, Sumin.”
“I know, just…keep kissing me.”
You giggled before getting cut off as he pulled your head back and pressed his lips to yours again.
It still baffles you how such a nightmare turned into such a dream.
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TAGLIST:
@chocoeon @hyunukitty @ihyeokzu @cake1box @chiiyuuvv @shortnstupid @dogyunslover
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chiiyuuvv · 2 months
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[DAY 16] masterlist ᡣ𐭩 !
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- sumin headcanons! ; touch starved note** sumins song (used to be mardy bum by the arctic monkeys) has been changed to an alternative, since i was having a little trouble writing the original request :'')
♡list : @yzerpoz , @imthisclosetokms , @rizzkisworld , @hyvelxve , @dogyunslover , @starryriize
touchstarved!bf!sumin who..
𖤓 ⤑ hates leaving your side whenever you cuddle, his hands would try to hold your waist down when you try to push away, his head tucked deep inside your neck as he lets out a series of whines. You always try to find new ways to persuade the boy to let you go but, alas, it never works. His clinginess gets even worse when he's been having a hard day at work, he just needs to be comforted in your warmth to feel better :((
𖤓 ⤑ fails to hold back his smile whenever your fingers linger onto his arms, his hair; wherever they land. He just feels so giggly like an innocent school girl, his face hiding in his hands which hides his blushing cheeks. He only gets worse whenever you decide to tease him for it, trying to run out the room to escape your remarks.
𖤓 ⤑ can't get enough of your lips. He loves the soft feel of the plush pink and loves how you smile like crazy. Especially in the mornings: he loves waking up to your hands running up and down his warm, inviting body, before your lips find his. Sometimes, you're not even fully awake yet, so it becomes a little sloppy, but that never not makes his heart skip a couple beats. He also loves half-asleep cuddles; a sleepy, satisfied hum leaving his lips as he nuzzles his head onto yours, leaning into your warmth.
𖤓 ⤑ randomly bites you. Why does he do this? No one knows why. Sometimes he finds whatever you're doing to be too cute for his liking, and since he's just overwhelmed with emotions, he'll just grab your shoulder to bite. That's on most days. If your face is close enough, he will bite your cheeks. Don't say I didn't warn you.
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yunwooz · 9 months
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SUMIN DO or DIE, 2023
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bro-atz · 2 months
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pleaseeeee xikers reaction to you sitting on their lap (NOT IN A SEXUAL WAY!!!)
xikers reacting to you sitting on their lap — sfw
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pair: xikers/gn!reader
word count: 1.1k
content: fluff, i should start adding comedy to this y'all keep laughing at yechan haha, nicknames (baby, sweetie, etc), some romantic/established relationships?, sfw!!!
taglist: @yuniniverse @eyeryis @sinnarols @dutchessskarma  apply for the permanent taglist here!
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minjae
honestly, he loves this aspect of a relationship
but he only has so much patience
like he's a busy man! he's got things to do!
BUT if youre sitting on his lap while he's composing
like if youre sitting with your legs on either side of him and you're hugging him
he's totally okay with it
if anything, he actually loves it bc then he can get your opinion
and he can share his life with you a little more
"how does this sound?"
"good!"
but if youre sitting on his lap in the dorms
that lasts for a solid minute
then minjae is shooting up out of the chair and running around the dorm
he's a busy father after all
just stick to sitting on his lap in the studio to protect your bum from hitting the floor suddenly
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junmin
oh my god junmin is adorable
the first time you sit on his lap he's like so shy
also scared like
are you comfy????
is he sitting in a position that strains your back????
and at first he's like silently worrying
but then he asks you
"baby, are you comfy"
"yes, junnie. your lap is very comfy."
"are you sure? bc if you want, i can—"
"junmin, i'm comfortable"
"yeah, but like, if i bring your legs around like this—"
and he proceeds to do so
your legs are dangling off his
and your ribs are pressed to his chest
"is this better?"
"you're always comfy baby. it's one of the things i love about you"
now why would you go and say that?
he's a blushing mess now oh dear
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sumin
don't sit in his lap
ever
like yes sumin loves showing you affection
and he'll keep you nice and cozy
and hug you to his chest
his arms tightly around you
maybe even one on your calf just to give you more support
but then
he'll bite you
"ow! sumin!"
"hug tax, baby"
"hug tax my foot don't bite me!"
"okay okay"
"i'm serious sumin if you bite me i'm getting up"
"i won't i promise"
that promise flies out the window
and just as you said
you got up and walked away
well, you sent him flying out the window first then walked away /j
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jinsik
oh he loves it when you sit on his lap
honestly he just loves when you're near him
so if you just wordlessly plop on his lap instead of next to him
he's a giggly mess
"hehe hi baby"
"hi jinsik"
you'll have a full conversation while sitting on his lap
and since you're on his lap right
you're slightly taller than him
so he's looking up at you
his eyes are sparkling
"you're so beautiful baby"
you're getting all shy
and you lowkey wanna move away before your heart can burst from your chest
but he has his arms firmly wrapped around you
just let him shower you with wholesome love and affection okay
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hyunwoo
this is where hyunwoo's bf material really shows
he immediately welcomes you into his arms
and he's smiling
and hugging you
he props his legs up so you're not slipping off him
and he's periodically checking in with you
"good?"
"yes, hyunnie. very"
"can you just shift back slightly? you're mostly on my one leg"
"oh, sorry!"
"don't be. i just want to make sure we're both comfy"
and you shift slightly as he asked
"ah, much better. thank you baby"
"ofc, hyunnie"
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junghoon
unfazed
fr
like he's just watching tv
minding his business
and he doesn't realize you're sitting down next to him
quietly pouting
silently asking for his attention
and you take matters into your own hands at some point
and sit on his lap
and mans is still focused on the tv
"really? not even a hug?"
"you want to sit on my lap and want me to hug you?"
he sounds skeptical, but he's just genuinely curious
"yes"
"okay c'mere"
and you snuggle into his arms
btw his eyes are on the tv screen the whole time LMAO
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seeun
he doesn't mind
but like in the same breath
his legs aren't t h a t strong
don't get him wrong, he can definitely support you
but like not for so much time
at least he's honest with you
"hey, baby, you know when youre in the bathroom for too long and your legs turn to static?"
"...are your legs asleep"
"yes"
at least youre on the sofa with him
you can sit on the sofa but rest your legs on his
and you try to make sure you don't put too much weight on him
he's a lil relieved
"the static is going away"
"lol seeun"
"thank you baby. i love you"
"love you too, seeun"
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yujun
yujun is always happy to be involved no matter what it is
so if you wanna sit on his lap
be his guest
but honestly
his favorite thing to do while you sit on his lap
is feed you
also he loves peeling tangerines for you iykyk
"yujun i'm okay seriously—"
"you need to eat more! look, you're so light youre like flying off my legs"
and he bounces his legs, and you nearly fall off
you're about to argue
but he pops the slice into your mouth
"eat" he says in his best demanding voice, but he's still so sof
"if i eat will you let me be"
"if you eat i'll be the happiest person in the world and let you be"
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hunter
okay hear me out
hunter's arms are like a seat belt
like you're sitting on his lap
and your back is pressed against his chest
and one arm goes over your shoulder while the other is around your waist
and his chin is resting delicately on your shoulder
(he doesn't want to dig his chin into your shoulder and hurt you)
"hi baby"
his voice is super soft since his lips are right by your ear
(he doesn't want to rupture your eardrum either)
"hi hunny"
"how was your day?"
"it sucked, but it's better now that i'm with you"
"i'm glad i make you feel better, but tell me about your day? it'll make you feel even better"
ugh he's so bf material fr
(i'm not crying who's cutting onions)
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yechan
there are two different ways this could play out
he could either be immature and tell you to get off
"MY THIGHS! OW!"
but i say that's more his reaction if you aren't in a relationship and just friends
in a relationship tho
he'd tell you to come sit on his lap before you can even ask or just do
he's all giddy and excited and having a good time
(if he's in a good mood)
and his knees are lowkey bouncing you while he sways side to side
"hi, baby"
"hi yechannie, you're in a good mood"
"why wouldn't i be when you're here?"
and he's smiling at you with that cute giggly grin of his
eyes are crescents
so happy he is so happy
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minsungvlogs · 2 months
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sumin green moodboard !
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☆ fav/reblog if u save or use ★_<
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peachesyeo · 3 months
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obsession ── sumin stalker
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💌 parings: coworker!sumin x gn!reader 💌 genre: yandere, oneshot. 💌 contains: mentions of stalking 💌 word count: 0.3k words.
:̗̀➛ 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 + 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 :̗̀➛ 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭? :̗̀➛ 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞? :̗̀➛ 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭? (for all works)
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"Hey, are you alright? You look unwell." Choi Sumin questioned. You smiled weakly at your coworker, or your crush. "I'm fine..."
Sumin was a tall man with dirty green hair, multiple piercings, and a loud, extroverted personality that allowed him to be one of the cafe's most popular workers. You, too, had also fallen for him after just one week of working with him.
"You don't look fine, though." He replied, frowning. The both of you are on the closing shift, and Sumin had stopped cleaning the equipments in his hands, his attention on you. "What's troubling you?"
You sighed. You didn't want to tell anyone about this, especially your crush. You thought that it was just your paranoia, but lately your insomnia has gotten worst because of this. "I think... I might have a stalker."
"What?" Sumin's voice was loud. He dropped his rag, eyes wide. You put down the rag you were using to clean the table-top, sighing.
"Well... I keep having the feeling of somebody following me home... And someone slipped a letter to me in the morning..." You shivered, remembering the details on the letter. "Saying something like loving me..."
Sumin frowned. "That's not good. Do you want me to accompany you home today?" He offered as your heart skipped a beat. You were about to tell him it's okay, but Sumin seemed to have predicted your rejection as he added. "No, I insist. This is dangerous, I'll walk you home tonight."
You smiled gratefully at him. "thank you, Sumin."
Sumin shrugged. "Hey, that's the least i can do for you, you know." He continued to wipe the equipments. "You're my coworker and friend, after all."
From that day on, Sumin would walk you home from your night shifts. The both of you would make small talk as you made your way home, and whenever Sumin is around, the feeling of being watched or followed disappears. You couldn't help but feel that Sumin is your knight in shining armour.
Soon, a blushing Sumin asked you out. You said yes, not even hesitating.
Sumin had you in his arms, his chin on top of your head. His eyes darkened as he wrapped his arms around you tighter. 
I hope you will never find out the truth, my love.
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➳ pernament taglist: @wonwooz1 @kwanienies @yeodeulz
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arafilez · 2 days
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੭୧ ⼂ EXISTENCE OF NIGHT ROUTINES ﹗
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ー☆ㅤㅤ [ csm x reader ] ㅤ੭𓂃 ㅤfluff, crack ㅤ warnings light jokes of "death" ㅤ﹢ㅤ0.4k wc
Sumin peeks from the blanket he has covered up to his nose as he hears light taps of your feet emerging in the room. His green hair falls messily over his head, making him look like a cute, little broccoli and his small, round eyes fix on your figure as he sees you do your night routine.
Sumin has never hated a night routine more.
After what feels like an eternity (it was ten minutes) he scrunches his nose in your direction and whines, “Come to bed, y/n.” You hum in acknowledgement clearly still concentrated on the perfect proportion of your face cream making your boyfriend give murderous looks to the tub of cream.
“Leave the night routine already,” he whines again, bouncing his legs on the bed a bit for extra effect, making you snort and turn around to look at him.
“You know I need to complete this right?” you giggle when you see a deadly glare and a pout adorning his face at the same time and he sticks his tongue out. You turn your back to him again and he groans, head hitting the pillow. A few moments pass and he says the most unhinged sentence ever,
“Get inside and cuddle, before I get hypothermia.”
Your hand halts and hovers over the lid of your box of cosmetics and you turn around saying, “Hypothermia from what? Twenty degrees of the air conditioner and you being under a blanket? Cause of death too flimsy no? Try again?”
That makes him take a big gasp and he replies, “Do you want your boyfriend to die?” You press your lips together to stop yourself from giggling again as you get up (finally) and turn off the lights quickly before getting in bed. As soon as you do Sumin pulls you closer to him and you let the giggle out and turn towards him.
“Are you happy now, you big baby?” you ask, running your hand through his hair and you see the outlines of his big, gummy smiles as he nods excitedly. He pecks your lips and then places little kisses all over your face making you squirm and giggle in his embrace. After a last kiss, long and loving, on the lips, you two settle down comfortably in the covers. “The mere existence of night routine should be a crime,” he says suddenly and you laugh at his righteous voice before you both fall asleep.
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ー☆ㅤㅤ [ ara's notes ] ㅤ੭𓂃 ㅤ sumin broccoli agenda from me & my latte ( @sxmmerberries ) ㅤ𓏧ㅤ library ㅤ xikers shelfㅤ navi
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੭ 𝅄ㅤ ꒰ TAGLIST ꒱ ㅤ⏤ㅤ @haneagerr ㅤ𓏧ㅤ fill this or comment or ask to be added.
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rizzkisworld · 1 month
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Take The Shot - Choi Sumin
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Pairing: bestfriend!Sumin x gn!reader
Warnings: none??? Idk
Synopsis: Sumin talks to Minjae and officially confesses his feelings for you
Genre: Fluff!!!
A/N: Y'all we are so back!!(I'm feeling inspired)
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Whispers of winds whistling in your ear as you both stood in silence. The sky was a little cloudy, but the sun peeked through just a tiny bit. You were still in shock at the words that came out of your best friend's mouth. Is this moment even real? What led up to it? What made him say that now?
In the gymnasium stood Sumin and his friend Minjae. “I wanna confess, but how?” Sumin heaved a sigh. “Aren't you really close? You should know what Y/n likes.” Minjae tried to encourage Sumin. “I've had crushes before, but there's something about Y/n that I can't explain. I don't wanna risk ruining our friendship.” He thought back to some of the moments he's spent with you.
The time you first met in middle school. He was trying to impress one of the girls in your class, but ended up tripping and falling flat on his face. You helped him gather his things and since then you've been besties. The time he got rejected by the person he swore would be his lifetime partner in highschool. You were there to comfort him. The time you were over his house and you attempted to make cookies. The results…… Total fail. Though you swear it was his fault.
A small grin appeared on his face, the same one that appears all the other times he's thinking of you. His thoughts were so vivid in his mind that he almost missed what Minjae had to say. “Look, life is kind of like basketball. You miss 100% of the shots you don't take. In other words, you have Y/n now, but if you let go of this opportunity you may not have Y/n later…wait that was poetic I need to write that down-” “Not the time Minjae.” Both of them started laughing, lighting up the pressing mood. Sumin was ready, cause like Minjae said, you miss 100% of the shots you don't take.
That's what brought you to the situation you're in now. Sumin texted you to come outside on the field near the bleachers. His text was very cryptic, so you worried just a little bit. You rushed outside to find the boy with his back facing you. “Is everything okay?” You asked, gently tapping him on his back. He sharply turned around to face you. A tint of blush covering his handsome features. You furrowed your brows at him, because what in the world was happening? He wasn't even saying anything. Just looking. Just staring. It honestly left you with a little discomfort.
It was complete silence. “Sorry if I-” “I like you too.” You blurted out. There the silence was again. “Repeat that for me?” Sumin, with a smirk on his face, leaned in closer to hear you say those words again. How was the same boy that was just super nervous teasing you now? “You heard me!” You playfully smacked his shoulder. “Ouch! No need to hit your new boyfriend so hard.” Sumin acted like your hit hurt him. “Boyfriend?” You tilted your head to the side. “Problem?” He asked. “You didn't ask me out yet, you only confessed your feelings.” You didn't miss the way Sumin began blushing again. The thought of actually having to ask you out felt unreal.
“Uh, are you-” “I like you a lot.” He blurted out the words, cutting you off. “You what?” Thinking you misheard him, you asked for him to repeat himself. “How was your day?” He smiled from ear to ear. “That is not what just came out of your-” “I asked you, how was your day.” He maintained the same smile. “It was fine, but what is going on here?” You asked, feeling very suspicious of him. “My bad, um…. I've been feeling this way for a long time and I'm feeling very nervous to tell you this…. Y/n I……” His voice trailed off leaving you in suspense. He what?
“I don't know when this feeling started, but all I know is just that I've never felt this way with anyone else. You're the person that makes my day and I look forward to talking to you whether it be in person or on the phone. I've never felt so nervous to say something like this ever in my life, but…. I really like you alot…like alot alot." Sumin’s eyes looked everywhere, but your eyes.
“Will you be mine?” Sumin shyly grinned. “Of course!” You leaned in to hug him. The hug lasted about two minutes. Sumin slowly pulled away and looked you deep in your eyes. His hand slowly caressed your cheek. Leaning in, the both of you closed your eyes, waiting for your lips to touch. “Well, would you look at that, the power couple of the century.” Seeun, who was standing next to Minjae, teased. Sumin's face said it all. He was so done with those two. “Let's escape.” Sumin whispered before grabbing your hand and running off the field together.
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sminiac · 1 month
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Whats cuddling with Sumin(xikers) like??:)
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💌 — HAVE I MENTIONED THAT I’M LITERALLY SUCH A SUCKER FOR SUMIN ૮  › ༝ ‹  ა?!?!???!!??
— SFW :b
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There’s absolutely no way he’s a casual cuddler, like he physically cannot just allow you to rest your head on his bicep with no further effort of physical contact attempting to be made, even when you’re not exclusive w Sumin he’s still all over you!
When he’s especially tired and sleepy eyed he enjoys being loved on lot’s, it’s usually the typical head resting on your chest with an arm keeping your middle warm, relishes in the feeling of your fingers in his hair or when they’re rubbing circles into his back with an enjoyable amount of pressure, sure it prompts small pools of saliva to gather under his lips as he slowly becomes less and less conscious but it’s so hard to disturb his sleeping body that’s wrapped around you so closely. When his head isn’t on your chest his face is tucked into your neck, presses soft barely distinguishable kisses to your skin, you’ll hear them more than you feel them, but it’s the thought that counts!
Something about fwb/crush!Sumin really has me thrashing around crazily these days, because the way he’d only get so close to your skin so you can feel his lips very distinctly but never actually having the guts to properly kiss the area… he’s sick !!!!!!
Love love loves slipping his hands under your shirt/the band of your bottoms. He’d only keep the skinship to a minimum when you’re in the dorms because he’d actually become insufferable without being able to properly feel you if it’s for an extended period of time, and no one’s really concerned if his hand has disappeared under the bottom of your shirt while you’re cuddled up on the couch, but he knows not to do the same with your lower half due to the implications he’d be subjecting both you and himself to if anyone were to look at you a little too hard while passing by.
It’s a usual sight for his mouth to be on you, most commonly he’s biting at your arms, or your thighs if he’s resting his head in your lap, so again it’s easily disregarded if anyone so happens to see. He’s just a biting guy, nothing unusual about that.
He’s such a lap guy, loves having his girl in his lap! Even when you’re unsure about sitting there when you’re around the guys he doesn’t care, pulls you into him and keeps you there, tells you not to give much of a reaction because then they won’t tease you :b the more often it happens the more regular it becomes, keeps you comfy when he’s talking to any staff or his members, HES JUST. He makes me unwell.
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xikoong · 2 months
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minjae + sumin | we don't stop official mv trailer
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mandi-web · 6 months
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Unlike mere laziness, the sin of sloth conveys a willful refusal of the joy that comes from God’s love and even repels divine goodness. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ∞
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    ⋆♱✮♱⋆ ⠀⠀﹏﹒✦﹒ ⠀⠀(๑→ܫ←) ⠀⠀🧳
Inspiração @wlloob
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yuniniverse · 7 months
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Can u do sumin ff both of the reader and him meet at an art corse and it goes from there yk btw loved the hunter one I SCREAMED AND BLUSHED LIKE KASJKSOSJD ITS SO GOOOODD
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PAIRING !  ━ sumin x gn reader
GENRE !  ━ college au ,friends to lovers ,fluff
WORD COUNT !  ━ 1.299k
AUTHOR NOTE !  ━ tysm for requesting  ^^ sorry if it took a while hsjsjs this is my first time writing a request here but I hope you like it ^^
sumin looked around, smiling as he sees you rush into the classroom as you bow to the teacher while muttering a sorry as you were late. He looks at you with a slight smile as you make your way to your desk, dropping your bag to the side of your chair as you finally sit with a sigh. His eyes grow wider in curiosity as he sees you holding the drink he had kept for you. He eagerly tapped his feet onto the floor, proud of himself as he sees a happy smile on your face as you scan around the classroom to look for the person that had kept your favourite drink for you.
As soon as class was over you look for your friends, tilting your head to the side as you watch them run out without even sparing you a second glance. You pick up your bag and stand up while debating whether to follow them or not. Meanwhile Hyunwoo comes running towards you. You and Hyunwoo were partners in drawing fundamentals and design fundamentals class so it was a given that you two would be close, close to the point if one of you weren't with each other, others would ask where your 'twin' went.
he walked you to the cafeteria, you sense something was going to happen from how quiet your friend was, otherwise you'd be nodding at the talkative boy who would change the topic with every passing minute. Hyunwoo stops walking, causing you to stop as well. He turns to you with a slight pity face as he holds your hand, squeezing it. "I know i promised I would be with you for the extra classes last night, but I can't come with you now--" he couldn't even finish his sentence when you slapped his arm, earning a groan from the fox like boy. "YOU SAID YOU WOULD, NOW YOU CHICKEN OUT????" You scold to which the boy waved his hands together, "But hey you'll get a chance to meet Choi Sumin and be alone with him till the end of the day" he said as he nudged you. You let out a sigh as you push him away, "I only said he was cute Hyunwoo, I don't like him." You say to which the boy rolled his eyes. You lied and you knew your bestfriend knew you were too. The way your eyes would light up at the sight of the green haired but and how you'd always talk about him and how you'd stare at him in class was enough to let anyone know that you didn't just find him cute.
You drag your feet up the stairs, you weren't hungry anymore because the only person you were comfortable with is now not gonna be here until 6 pm. You groaned as you plop down onto your desk. You hear a slight chuckle, whipping your head around you meet the love of your life choi sumin. "Shouldn't you be with hyunwoo? It's new seeing you all alone" he says as he pulls a chair in front of you to sit. You ramble on how your bestfriend betrayed you and how you were mad because now your alone and you hate being alone and to add a cherry on top, it meant you'd be drawing alone for two hours. Sumin patiently listened to you rant, breaking into a small smile as you helplessly wave your hands around and whine at your unfortunate situation. How he wished he could just hug you so tight and never let you go. He adored you way too much and found you cute even if you were just existing.
"I'll stay back." He shrugs as you sit straight and look at him . "Really?" You ask with a glint of hope in your eyes to which he nods with a smile. You squeal as you jump out if your seat and hug him. It's only after a few seconds later you realise the poor boy was stiff on your hold, his eyes wide as he just stood as if he saw a ghost. You slowly back away as you mumble a sorry to which he shakes his head and pulls you to another hug, only this time his arm wraps around your waist instead of just dangling around his sides, you smile into the hug. your heart beats faster as butterflies swarm inside your stomach, you feel your cheeks heat up as he tightens the hug. Just as you were at the verge of melting into sumins touch you get pushed away, landing on your butt as you watch students slowly make their way into the class.
once classes were over you found yourself sitting on your desk, blood rushes to your cheeks and you can't seem to hide your smile as flashbacks of what happened earlier come into your mind. You lower your head and try to calm yourself. you feel your shoulder get tapped and when you look up you see sumin smiling down at you, "let's go? we shouldn't be late"  he says as he takes your hands in his, holding hands side by side he walks you to your class as he sits  at very back. You think he's only on his phone the entire time, guilt washing through you as you realise he'd have to be with you for the next two hours. Only if you knew how he loved to be with you. He watched how your fingers held the brush delicately and brushed through your canvas. He let out a breathy chuckle as he sees you struggling to finish a part, your hesitant fingers going back and forth but never touching the canvas with your brush. He stands up quietly and comes behind you, his fingers holding yours as he guides your hands throughout the canvas, you were too immersed at how well the painting was turning out to notice how the boy was nearly back hugging you. Sumin on the other hand was just as red as the cherry that was painted on the corner of the canvas. He didn't want to make you uncomfortable, but loved being close to you. You gave him warmth, a feeling of home. He felt all his worries drift away when he was near you. How could he think of anything when you were right infront of him? You were too beautiful in his eyes. The most beautiful girl he had ever seen, the most beautiful girl he would ever see and love. "Done" he muttered as his grip on your hands loosened but never left from holding your hands. He looked at your figure that was busy admiring the painting. The classroom was empty and quiet, the chirping of birds outside blurred out to him as he inched closer and tugged a strand of hair behind your ear. You look up, your heart skipped a beat at the close proximity between the two of you.
The corner of sumins lips twitched into a smile as he watched your eyes drift from his eyes to his lips. His hand cupped your cheek, inching closer until there was only an inch gap between your lips. He looked into your eyes, as if he was asking permission. You took the opportunity to tilt your head up, connecting your lips with his. sumins one hand rested onto your chair as he brought himself closer, deepening the kiss. he sighed into the kiss, smiling ever so slightly.  A feeling of warmth and love rushed by you, the way your lips fit his so perfectly made you blush. He pulls away, pecking your nose as he shyly smiles and connects your forehead. Words need not be spoken to show how you two loved each other ever so much.
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chiiyuuvv · 7 months
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MASSAGE - SUMIN °
• PAIRING — bestfriend!sumin x gn reader
• GENRE — friends to lovers, sumin give you a massage, ive been having this idea for a while, this is NOT suggestive if anyone thinks that, friendly bickering
• WORD COUNT — 912
• AUTHORS NOTE — ive been having this idea for a while... ILL BE GETTING BACK TO REQUESTS NOW
MASTERLIST!
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"Pabo~~" you feel something poke your cheek. You twich in your sleep, expecting to feel a soft pillow on your head, a heavy blanket to give you warmth..
When you realize you're laying on the floor.
"Hii," sumin whispers as he peeks his head from the bed. His messy green hair covers his eyes as he lays on his stomach, waving at your tired figure. "W-what.." you blink, looking at your surroundings. You were laying on the floor, one of the pillows got pushed to the door, a blanket on the other side of the room. What happened?
You finally sit up, running a hand through your messy hair as you glance down at your phone, it reads 9:40 am. "Did I.. sleep here..?" You ponder to sumin, in which he nods.
"Hey, how did you make it to the floor?"
"You must of pushed me off.." you stand up, stretching your body.
"Pushed you off..? You must of rolled over."
"Says the boy that screams in his sleep." You shoot him a glare, letting out a groan when you start stretching your back. "Ohh that hurts," you moan, a hand placing on your lower hip as you try to stand up straight.
"I told you, you shouldnt sleep like that."
"You pushed me off!!"
"Well in my defense, you looked like a pretzel before I dozed off-"
You grabbed the nearest pillow and smacked him with it, catching him off guard as he falls back on the bed, letting out a laugh. "Its not my fault!!~"
"It is!!" Your hand was still placed on your lower hip, unintentionally looking like an old man that lost his cane as you shake your fist, letting out another groan. "And now my back hurts like crazy." You complain, letting out a pout as you sit on the edge of sumins bed.
"Lemme help you then, since it is 'my fault.'" Sumin reaches for your hand, trying to pull it so you're sitting in the middle of the bed. You give him an unconvincing look, "what are you going to do? Push me off the bed again??"
"What no!!" Sumin laughs, reaching for your hand again and successing. He pulls you so that you're sitting in between his legs, making you rest your back on his chest.
"What are you gonna do?" You cross your arm, which sumin uncrosses. "Just relax pabo." He smiles against your neck, his hands finding your shoulders and rubbing deep circles on them.
"Dont.. call me that.." you breathe heavily. "Pabo~~" sumin giggles when you turn around to glare at him, his hands finding your sides and tickling them.
"Sumin-ahh!!" You laugh, trying to slap his hands as he laughs at you. "Now lemme finish," he stops after a while, booping his nose with yours.
You let out a hitch at the sudden closeness, before nodding your head with a nervous smile. Sumin clears his throat as he realizes what he just did, but pushing that feeling away as you turn around, finding your shoulders again.
He moves lower and lower, until he finally reaches the source of your pain. Your head shoots back on his shoulder, shutting your eyes as you try to conceal the pain. "How does this feel..?" Sumin whispers, pressing against the spot again as you nod. "More please.."
"Alright.." sumin lays a kiss on your forehead, before rubbing a deep circle on the spot, his head resting on the crook on your neck as he helps you breathe.
"Breathe.. yes.. in.. out.." he continues, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine. You could see out of the corner of your eye his small smile. "I got you.." he whispers, laying little kisses on your neck until the pain goes away. "Did it stop..?"
"Thank you.." you turn around to find sumin face to face, your breath hitching again as your nose softly touches his. You watch as his eyes switch between both of yours, a hand craddling your cheek with such care, like you'd break if he'd let go.
"Is this okay..?" He askes again, his lips brushing against yours. You nod as sumin presses a proper kiss on your lips, the softness making you want to melt under his touch. He tilts your head ever so slightly, turning your body around as his other hand finds your waist, pulling you closer.
You move in sync as sumin could not get over your strawberried lips, pressing kiss after kiss until you ran out of air. And so he breaks it, pressing his forehead against yours as he breaths heavily, a blush forming on his neck, slowly raising up to his ears.
You were speechless and so was sumin, as he lets out a giggle. "I think i got carried away.." he breaths, looking down as your fingers lightly trace his chins, lifting it up to find his deep, yet soft eyes staring at you.
"So did i.." you nervously confess as you press a peck against his lips. He smiles before slowly lowering your body on his bed. "What are you doing??" You giggle.
"Making you go back to sleep." He states in a matter of factly tone.
"But its 10:0-"
"Shhh.." he shushes you before crawling into the bed, tucking the two of you in as his hands find your waist, laying your head on his chest as he hugs you tightly.
"You better not push me off the bed again."
"I won't."
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