#yesung x reader

[kwanisms]

All You Have to Do is Ask - k.jh

summary: your boyfriend ruined dinner

pairing: female reader x yesung

genres/themes: idolverse, established relationship, smut (minors dni), fluff at the end, yesung's real name is Jong-hoon (for those that don't know)

EDIT: I know he changed it (again) to Kang-hoon. I'll change it eventually lol

wc: 1.5k

warnings: explicit language, graphic sex, mentions of alcohol, slight praise kink, some dirty talk, unprotected sex (use protection!), creampie, and I'm including this in the warnings: Yesung is an older idol, so if the idea of having sex with someone near 40 bothers you, don't read this lmao I'm like 9 years younger than him so it doesn't bother me to read or write for older idols

a/n: hi, this is my first SuJu smut so pls be gentle. SUPER JUNIOR IS A 2ND GEN KPOP GROUP AND AS SUCH, THEY ARE THE OLDEST GROUP I'M WRITING FOR. IF THEIR AGES BOTHER YOU, GO SOMEWHERE ELSE LOL I'M ALMOST 30 SO THEY ARENT MUCH OLDER THAN ME AND IF THAT BOTHERS YOU, GET OFF MY BLOG. We don't accept ageism here. this is a work of fiction and all characters are not reflective of their respective irl counterparts. for entertainment purposes only. gif isnt mine. I do not allow reposts or translations of my works. All my works are ©️ kwanisms.

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[21:18]

Ruined. That was the only word for it. Dinner was completely ruined and it was all your boyfriend's fault.

He'd gone out immediately after practice to grab a bottle of wine before coming home to your shared apartment. You had told him you were making your favorite pasta for dinner and were excited for him to try it.

What you hadn't expected was him to come home, bottle of wine in hand only to slam the bottle on the counter and jump you the moment his eyes landed on you.

You should have expected it honestly. You knew your black dress was a little short, barely reaching the middle of your thighs and you can only imagine how frustrated he must have been to immediately start attacking your neck in wet kisses, tongue running over your skin as his hands grabbed the material of your dress in his fists before he pulled you from the stove and turned you against the counter to kiss you properly.

It was only a few moments later he had you bent over the same counter, skirt hiked up, panties ripped off and lying in a mangled mess on the hardwood floor. Your boyfriend stood behind you, one hand on your hip, the other holding your dress in a clenched fist as he thrust into you from behind.

You buried your head in your arm, moans tumbling from your lips as you felt the tip of his cock nudge against your sensitive spot. "Fuck," you heard him curse from behind you, voice barely audible of the sound of skin hitting skin filling the kitchen. "Goddamn, baby," he growled.

You glanced over your shoulder, peering back at Yesung, the sight of him losing himself completely sending more heat to your core and your walls clenched around him, spurring him on. You loved when he gave himself over to pleasure entirely.

The way his brow furrowed, the way he bit his bottom lip as he tried to focus on the quality of his thrusts. It was always quality over quantity with him in everything he did. He preferred to do things right rather than how quickly he could do them.

And that extended into sex with you.

Every angled thrust and slow deep roll of his hips made you see stars from beginning to end. He knew your body. He knew every inch of skin, knew how to tease you, how to draw out the most lewd sounds from you, whether it was with his tongue, his fingers, or his cock.

Your head dropped, a slew of moans and causes falling from your lips as you felt your orgasm approaching. Yesung must have felt it in the way your walls convulsed around him as he continued to pound into you, savoring the sight of himself disappearing inside you.

He hadn't planned on fucking you as soon as he got home. The plan was to take a shower while you finished cooking and then join you for a nice home-cooked meal and a glass of wine but when he saw you in that black dress, the short one that barely covered your ass and left your thighs completely exposed, he just couldn't hold back.

Practice had been particularly rough, tensions high amongst him and the other members as they prepared for their comeback. Heechul had been getting on their nerves, making snarky comments from the side whenever someone got the choreography wrong despite him not even dancing with them.

They had ended practice a little earlier than usual because they were all tired, annoyed, and tense. When Yesung had seen your text that you were making him dinner and asked you to pick up a nice bottle of red, he jumped at the chance to finally unwind after the last few days.

He didn't expect that he'd be fucking his frustrations out but you didn't seem to be complaining with how you moaned out his name, his real name, your hands trying to hold onto something to ground yourself against the onslaught of his hips but the smooth surface of the white marble countertops made that entirely impossible, leaving you to the mercy of his grip.

"You did this on purpose, didn't you?" he growled, voice low and husky. You let out a whimper, shaking your head quickly. "N-no," you stammered, your voice shaky. "I swear I d-didn't."

"Why else would you wear something so short?" he asked, giving you a particularly hard thrust, making you cry out. "If not to tease me, then what? Were you expecting someone else to see?" Yesung grunted, ignoring a bead of sweat that rolled down the side of his face. Though he'd cooled off from practice, here he was sweating all over again.

Though he'd much rather be fucking you than stuck in the practice room with eight other men, all as crabby as he was.

"N-no!" you mewled, letting out a gasp when you felt Yesung's hand grab your hair and tug you back, his other hand moving to cup your chin as he leaned over your back. "Did you expect me to bring home the guys?" he murmured in your ear, sending chills down your spine. "N-no, Jong-hoon, I swear," you squeaked out. You heard him hum in your ear, the hand in your hair moving around to the front of your body, pressing against your stomach, pulling you against him as he continued to thrust into you hard and slow.

"So you'd never wear this for any of them?" he asked, holding back a chuckle when you shook your head. "Never. Only f-for you," you whimpered. "You're such a good girl," he cooed, his voice sweet in contrast with the way his hips moved, driving his cock deeper and deeper into your wet cunt.

"Are you gonna be a good little slut and come for me?" he whispered. You nodded quickly. "I'm gonna cum, Hoonie," you moaned, the nickname making him groan as he let go of your chin and wrapped both arms around you, burying his face in the crook of your neck as he hastily chased his high.

It only took a few more hard thrusts before you toppled over the edge, coming with a cry of his name, walls squeezing around his cock as his thrusts turned sloppy. "M'gonna come, baby," he mumbled, lips brushing against your skin.

"Then come for me," you answered, voice still shaky. "Come inside me." Yesung let out a moan, urged by your words as he came, releasing inside you and filling you with his thick load. Every time he came inside you, it was always more than when he came alone or when he finished on your skin.

His hips slowly came to a halt as you both tried to catch your breath. "Shit," he cursed, carefully letting go of you. You let yourself drop against the cool surface of the counter, enjoying the cold marble against your hot, sweaty skin. "I'm so sorry," you heard Yesung say and you looked over your shoulder at him, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Sorry?" You asked. "Sorry for what?"

Yesung looked over at the frying pan on the stove. "For ruining dinner," he answered, his cock still buried inside you. You shook your head, a light chuckle slipping between your lips. "It's fine, honey," you said, pushing yourself up.

Yesung took a step back, slipping out of you as he grabbed one of the decorative kitchen towels and ran it under the faucet for a moment before bringing it to your soaked core. "I also made a mess," he added as he carefully wiped your skin.

"You always make a mess," you answered as he finished and threw the towel in the sink, pulling his boxers and sweats back up, looking up only when you turned to face him. You didn't know how he managed to look so good all the time, nor how it was fair. His flushed face, skin glistening in the overhead kitchen lights, messy hair and those thin framed, round glasses that you loved on him so much.

You reached forward, grabbing him by the waistband of his sweats and pulled him forward, lips finding his as you pulled his body against yours. You pulled back enough to speak. "We can order in," you said softly, gently nudging his nose with yours. "Whatever you want, baby," he answered, kissing the tip of your nose before a cheeky smile broke out across his face. "And change your dress. I might not be able to resist you again later," he added. You shook your head.

"I'm not changing out of this if it gets me fucked like that again," you replied. Yesung let out a loud laugh at your remark. "Baby, if you want to be fucked like that," he said, leaning in to press a soft kiss to your lips. 

"All you have to do is ask."

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[yeyejie]

Fading Footsteps

Characters: Yesung x Reader Synopsis: Cold winter winds may erase the warmth of our love, but the echo of fading footsteps will forever linger, reminding us of the beauty we once shared.

A/N: it's my first time writing a kpop x reader fanfic, so be nice haha. feel free to let me know what you think of the story too. :D

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As the wind whispered through the streets of Seoul, a sense of melancholy filled the air, matching the weight that rested upon your heart. You sat alone at the familiar corner table of your favorite cafe, the place that held countless memories of laughter, whispered promises, and stolen kisses. But tonight, the atmosphere felt different—tinged with both nostalgia and an impending farewell.

You traced your fingers over the rim of your untouched cup, your mind drifting back to the early days when your love was vibrant and hopeful. Yesung, the one who had once ignited your soul, had become a distant presence in your life. The road you had traveled together had grown increasingly treacherous, filled with bumps and bruises that left wounds in your once unbreakable bond.

Though Yesung believed in the enduring strength of your love, you could no longer find solace in the promises you had made. The flames that once burned passionately had dwindled, leaving behind only fading embers. The realization pierced your heart, for you knew that it was time to release the grip that held you together and set each other free.

Tonight was the night you would confront Yesung, your fates intertwining one final time before parting ways. The thought of severing the ties that had bound you for years was both terrifying and liberating. With every passing moment, your determination solidified, and your resolve grew stronger like the snowflakes threatening to fall outside the window.

Yesung was away, lost in the rhythm of a neighboring city's music festival, unaware of the storm brewing within you. He had promised to join you as soon as his last performance concluded, unknowingly stepping into the final act of your tragic love story.

As the minutes ticked by, your mind wandered between the echoes of memories and the anticipation of what lay ahead. You knew that tonight would change your lives irrevocably, leaving scars that may never fully heal. But you also held onto a glimmer of hope, believing that this painful ending would pave the way for a new beginning—a chance for both of you to find happiness on separate paths.

With each passing second, the weight of the decision grew heavier, yet you steeled yourself, ready to face the inevitable. You would bid farewell to the warmth of your shared memories, embracing the cold reality of a future without Yesung by your side.

Tonight, as the snow threatened to fall upon the city of Seoul, you braced yourself for the final chapter of your love story—a chapter that would forever alter the course of your lives. And in the silence of the cafe, you whispered your goodbyes, both to the man you had loved and to the person you used to be.

As tears welled up in your eyes, a bittersweet montage of memories played like a film reel in your mind. Each scene flickered before you, capturing the happiest moments you and Yesung had shared, intertwined with the painful fragments that had chipped away at your love.

You saw yourselves dancing under the moonlight, laughing, and spinning in each other's arms. The sound of Yesung's laughter echoed in your ears, his voice like a soothing melody that once filled your world with joy. But the image quickly shifted, morphing into the arguments that had grown more frequent; the words exchanged were like daggers, piercing deep into your hearts.

There were nights when you curled up together, seeking refuge in each other's warmth and finding solace in whispered promises of forever. The tenderness of Yesung's touch lingered on your skin, igniting a fire that burned passionately. But those moments gave way to the coldness of silent resentment, when affection turned into indifference and every touch felt hollow, devoid of the love it once carried.

You recalled the adventures you embarked on, exploring new places hand in hand with hearts full of excitement and wonder. The world seemed brighter and more vibrant in each other's company. But the scenes blurred into the nights you spent apart, waiting anxiously for Yesung's return and feeling the distance between you grow wider with each passing day.

Amidst the memories of laughter and tears, whispers of "I love you" filled the air. The warmth of those words enveloped you, reminding you of the deep connection you had once shared. But those echoes were overshadowed by the harsh reality of hurtful exchanges, where the love that once bound you had become entangled in resentment and unspoken frustrations.

As the montage reached its crescendo, the weight of it all bore down on your fragile heart. The love you held for Yesung was undeniable, but love alone could no longer sustain the toxicity that had seeped into your relationship. Despite your resolve to end things, the pain was still searing, tearing through the remnants of a love that had slowly crumbled.

In the solitude of the cafe, your emotions broke free, with tears streaming down your face as the floodgates of heartbreak opened wide. It was a cathartic release, a cleansing of the wounds that ran deep, a mixture of sorrow for what was lost and relief for what might lie ahead.

The snowflakes continued to fall gracefully upon the city of Seoul, casting a serene blanket of white upon the bustling streets. Amidst the wintry beauty, you sat alone at the cafe, your gaze fixed on the picturesque scene before you. The city's ethereal charm, once captivating and enchanting, now serves as a painful reminder of the stark contrast within your heart.

An hour had passed since your arrival, and though your tears had ceased, traces of your sorrow lingered in your reddened eyes and the occasional quiver of your breath. As you watched the snow dance and settle, you couldn't help but resent its beauty, for it seemed to mock the tumultuous emotions swirling within you.

How could something so tranquil exist when your own world felt shattered?

Lost in your thoughts, you battled with conflicting emotions. Doubt crept into your mind, tempting you to reconsider your decision. The weight of what lay ahead bore down upon you, causing another wave of tears to well up. The empathetic gazes of strangers lingered upon you, their unspoken understanding a poignant reminder that pain and heartbreak were universal experiences.

Suddenly, a familiar figure emerged through the snowy haze. Yesung, still adorned in his stage outfit and remnants of stage makeup, approached with a radiant smile that seemed to illuminate the wintry night. Your heart skipped a beat at the sight, a bittersweet mix of love and sadness flooding your being. This was the moment you had been dreading—the moment when you would shatter Yesung's joy with your painful truth.

Your gaze met his, and for a fleeting moment, the weight of your shared memories, both blissful and agonizing, enveloped you. Yesung's smile faltered ever so slightly, as if sensing the heaviness in the air. You could see the confusion and concern etched on his face—an unspoken question hanging between you.

In that frozen moment, you knew you couldn't turn back. This was the right decision, however heartbreaking it may be. With a deep breath and a resolve fortified by love and self-preservation, you steeled yourself for the conversation that would forever alter your lives.

The snow continued to fall, and your meeting point was a stark juxtaposition of beauty and pain. Yesung and you stood on the precipice of an ending, your paths diverging in the bitter cold of the winter night. The weight of your unspoken farewell lingered, as if the city itself held its breath in anticipation of your next steps.

This scene encapsulated the ache in your heart and the profound contrast between your heavy emotions and Yesung's radiant facade. It served as a poignant reminder that sometimes, even in the most picturesque moments, beauty can mask profound sorrow.

As the hours passed, you made a conscious decision to bury your inner turmoil and immerse yourself in a facade of normalcy. Sitting across from Yesung in the familiar confines of the cafe, you put on a brave face, determined to cherish these last moments of blissful ignorance.

You smiled at him, your eyes filled with warmth and genuine affection. "How was your performance? I bet you were amazing as always."

Yesung's face lit up at your words, his excitement evident. "Ah, it was crazy, I tell you! The energy from the crowd was electrifying. I couldn't have asked for a better audience."

You chuckled softly, your heart aching at his genuine enthusiasm. "You always know how to captivate the crowd. You're a true artist."

He leaned back in his chair, a satisfied grin playing on his lips. "Well, I always give my all on stage. It's where I feel most alive, and I'm glad I can share that with the fans."

As you gazed into his eyes, you couldn't help but see the passion and dedication that fueled his performances. Kanghoon was not just an entertainer but a charismatic artist, with a soul that poured into every note and lyric.

He reached across the table, his fingers gently grazing yours. "And how was your day? Did anything interesting happen?"

You took a moment to compose yourself, your voice steady as you replied, "Just the usual. Work, errands, and the mundane But being here with you makes every day extraordinary."

Yesung's smile widened, his eyes shining with adoration. "You have a way of making the ordinary feel extraordinary, my love. Your presence brings so much joy to my life."

You couldn't help but be swept away by his charm and the sincerity in his words. It was moments like these that made you question your decision and doubt if you could really walk away from this love that had once been everything.

But deep down, you knew that love alone couldn't fix the cracks that had formed in your relationship. The battles, the pain, the toxic cycle you found yourselves trapped in—it was taking its toll on both of you.

For now, you chose to embrace the fleeting moments of tenderness, basking in the warmth of Yesung's company and the echoes of what once was. In this fragile bubble of normalcy, you held onto the illusion of unbroken love even as the weight of reality threatened to shatter it.

The cafe embraced your whispered conversations and laughter, oblivious to the storm of emotions raging within you. As the night wore on, you couldn't help but wonder if this fragile respite was the calm before the storm, the final chapter of a love story reaching its heartbreaking conclusion.

But for now, you held Kanghoon's hand, cherishing the moments that slipped through your fingers like sand, knowing that the hardest part was yet to come.

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As you walked along the illuminated path by the Hangang River, the vibrant rainbow lights casting a mesmerizing glow, you felt a lump form in your throat. The time had come to confront the truth and lay bare your heart.

With a deep breath, you suddenly halted, your hand gently grabbing his arm. He turned to you, surprise etched across his face, but that quickly transformed into anticipation as you leaned in for a passionate kiss. It was a rare display of public affection, a momentary defiance against the constraints that bound you both.

The kiss lingered, filled with longing and bittersweet intensity. Yesung's heart raced, his thoughts consumed by the rush of emotions flooding through him. But just as he began to lose himself in the connection, you pulled away, your tear-stained face a stark contrast to the moment you had just shared.

He looked at you, concern and confusion mingling in his eyes. "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

You took a shaky breath, searching for the right words amidst the torrent of emotions swirling inside you. "Kanghoon-ah, my love, do you remember that night when we first met? It feels like a lifetime ago now, doesn't it?"

Yesung's brows furrowed, and his voice filled with gentle reassurance. "Of course I remember. It was a magical night that changed our lives. I can never forget it even if I tried."

Tears streamed down your cheeks as you recalled the memories that shaped your relationship—the highs and lows that led you to this moment. "Yes, it was magical. But somewhere along the way, we lost sight of the magic, didn't we? We let it slip through our fingers, and now... now it feels like we're holding onto something that's already broken."

His expression shifted, realization dawning upon him. "Are you... Are you saying what I think you're saying?"

You nodded, your voice trembling with sorrow. "I've tried, Kanghoon-ah. I've tried to salvage what we had, to ignore the pain, and to fight for us. But I can't anymore. We've become tangled in a web of hurt and misunderstandings. I don't want our love to be a battlefield, where every step we take is filled with landmines waiting to explode."

He reached out, his fingers brushing against your cheek, desperate to hold onto what was slipping away. "Please, my love. Don't give up on us. We can work through this. I'll change; I'll do whatever it takes to make things right."

Your voice quivered as you struggled to find the strength to let go. "Oh, Kanghoon, it's not about changing who we are. It's about accepting that sometimes love isn't enough. We've tried, and it hurts me more than words can express to say this, but it's time for us to find our own paths, to heal and grow separately."

His eyes pleaded with you, filled with a mix of desperation and determination. "But I love you more than anything. Can't we find a way back to each other?"

You hugged yourself, your body shaking with silent sobs. "Love is a powerful force, Kanghoon-ah, but it's not always enough. Sometimes, we need more than love. We need understanding, trust, and the ability to make each other truly happy. And right now, I can't honestly say that we have all those things."

Yesung's voice cracked as he reached out, his fingers intertwined with yours. "Please, don't leave me. I can't bear the thought of losing you."

Through your tears, you whispered, "I never wanted to hurt you, Kanghoon-ah. But I can't keep hurting myself either. We need to let each other go, so we can find happiness in our own separate ways."

As the silence stretched between them, the weight of their unspoken emotions hung heavy in the air. Yesung's mind raced with conflicting thoughts and emotions, unsure of how to respond to your impending farewell. He couldn't bear the thought of losing you, yet he knew deep down that your happiness mattered above all else.

Finally, breaking the silence, your voice trembled as you found the courage to speak. "Thank you, Kanghoon-ah, for everything. I'll always cherish the moments we shared together, from the simplest gestures to the grandest adventures. You gave me a glimpse of a world I never thought I'd be a part of. For that, I'm eternally grateful."

Tears streamed down your face as you continued, your voice laced with both sorrow and determination. "I'll miss you more than words can express. There may come a time when I'll regret this decision, and my heart might ache for what we've lost. But right now, I truly believe that this is the best choice for both of us. We deserve to find happiness, even if it means walking separate paths."

Yesung's eyes mirrored your pain as he desperately searched for a way to change your mind. "Please, give us another chance. I can fix our relationship; I know we can. We've been through so much together, and I still believe in us," he pleaded, his voice filled with a mixture of hope and desperation.

But your decision was final, and you shook your head, your voice firm yet filled with sadness. "I appreciate your love and willingness to try, Yesung, but we've reached a point where it's best for both of us to move on. You deserve to find happiness, even if it's not with me. Open your heart to new possibilities and allow yourself to be happy."

Tears welled up in Yesung's eyes as he realized the depth of your resolve. "I... I understand," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'll respect your decision. But please know that you'll always hold a special place in my heart. The memories we created together will forever be cherished."

The bittersweetness of your conversation hung in the frosty air, a testament to the depth of your connection and the difficulty of your parting. You stood there, facing the uncertainty of the future, knowing that your lives would forever be intertwined, even as you walked separate paths.

With a heavy heart, Yesung made a request. "Walk away first, please. Give me some time before I turn around. I want to remember you as you are, before you fade away."

And so, you obliged, taking slow steps backward until you were out of his sight. As Yesung turned around, tears continued to flow down his face, his heart shattering with each passing moment. He gazed in the direction you had gone, knowing that this marked the definitive end of your relationship.

In a broken voice, Yesung cursed under his breath, the words lacking the sting they once held. "Damn you for hurting me like this," he whispered. Deep down, he knew that his love for you would never waver, even in the face of heartbreak.

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[elf-bot]

unfair - yesung

genre: smut

word count: 1.2k

request 1: Ok but something like real nasty with yesung?🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵  

request 2: okay but picture this: yesung praise kink  

request 3: Just Yesung punishing his s/o with edging her for a long time, then proceed to overstim her until she cries /Basically rough fuckinh😏

warnings: semi public stuff, teasing, praising, fingering, oral (m receiving), edging, overstimulation, crying, rough sex, p in v (unprotected, you protect yourself pls this is all fiction).

[he looks so fucking good in that gif, i am so happy i finally completed this after days of trying you have no idea. how i did it is beyond me i just kept writing, yesung is so hot😮‍💨]

Yesung’s fingers slipped inside your warm, wet core. His free hand occupied muffling the moans falling from your mouth. You pressed your back against his skin, his fingers moving fast and you shut your eyes not able to see your reflection in the mirror of the bathroom where he had decided to take you in.

You knew arriving to this small dinner was a bad idea. He had been teasing you the whole evening, sliding his hands under your dress and your panties when he was supposed to be focused on his friends chatting and enjoying the party in general, now he had you where he wanted. Right under his touch.

A rather loud sound left your lips at the sensation of your orgasm being built.

“Such pretty noises from such pretty lips,” he muttered against the skin on your neck. “Wonder how they would feel around my cock.”

Your walls clenched around his fingers at his words. You were closer than ever.

“Do you want to cum?”

You nodded desperately.

“Too bad, you’ll have to wait.”

His fingers slipped out suddenly leaving you frustrated.

“We will continue once we get home,” he said. He started to help you with your dress and accommodating your panties again under your lustful gaze through the mirror.

Yesung went out of the bathroom and you followed soon. You had to fake a smile and hide your frustration and arousal in front of his friends once you took your seat by his side. It was supposed for you to have fun and congratulate them for their new album, but all you could think about was his fingers inside you. The wetness between your legs stayed there, you even tried to get some friction, but it was useless. You needed him.

He didn’t touch you for the remaining of the evening, he acted and pretended like nothing had happened in front of others. His eyes were different when they laid on you though. He was eating you all over with his dark gaze. You just had to wait.

And that’s what you did. Again he made it difficult on the way back home where he decided to tease again, tracing his fingers all over your inner thighs and bringing you to the edge and then stop. You had to keep quiet or the driver would know what both of you were up to.

It took him a lot of self-control to restrain himself from just ripping your dress and panties off right at the car or inside the elevator.

When you walked through the door he finally pulled your body against his. He kissed you harshly and roughly, tasting the liquor you drank before. His palm went to cup your tit through the dress as you didn't wear any bra underneath. You hummed and moan on his lips, his erection growing harder.

Soon you went on your knees on your own on the carpeted floor and pulled down his pants and boxers just enough to free his cock. Your mouth started working on his length, you teased a little with your tongue and gave small, slow, tortuous licks causing his deep moans to run free from his lips because of your actions.

"You take me so well," he muttered running a hand on your scalp and watching how half of his dick disappeared in your mouth. "You have been waiting to do this all night, huh?"

Your eyes looked up to his moaning around his erection, you quickened your pace a little. A pool was already between your legs, his words were not helping to stop the amount of arousal running through your body as you wanted to consummate his little game as soon as possible, and have him between your legs fucking you into oblivion.

As if he was reading your mind, he pulled out from your mouth and grabbed your arm, and brought you to the couch. Your cunt throbbed with anticipation as Yesung hiked up your dress and quickly took your panties off throwing them somewhere in the living room.

His hard dick was already aching to feel your walls around him, so you laid down on your back on the couch while he positioned between your legs. Although your mouth felt good, he wanted to take your cunt and you were more than ready for it. His fingers stroke your wet pussy before he buried in with a harsh thrust and filled you up. He let out a deep moan at the same time you did.

"Fuck, you feel so good," he hissed and set up a pace with his hips.

Both your moans and his deep sounds filled the living room with the sound of his hips meeting your flesh. He soon found that sweet spot inside you making you see stars and shut your eyes. The wetness between your legs created a sinful sound at every thrust. His lustful eyes studied all your reactions and your body, how your tits bounced through your dress, your back arched and the way you bucked your hips in despair to feel more.

"Look at you, all disheveled and desperate," Yesung’s deep voice filled your senses. "You look so good like this, all needy for me," you cried out and your pussy clenched at his words. A smirk appeared on his face at your positive reaction, he pounded into you harder. "Yes, take all of it."

His hands caressed your legs and hips, taking your sides to slam as hard as it was possible. He hit your spot numerous times with the right angle and you felt like screaming out, your peak almost there to take control over your body.

Waiting for so long to feel that knot on your belly was making you insane at this point, you wanted to cum no matter what. Your fingers rubbed your clit harshly to find sweet release, Yesung still plunging into you. Orgasm finally hit you and you sobbed as he didn't stop. His groans grew louder at how tight you were feeling, squeezing his dick and going deeper.

"F-fuck!" you cried, feeling shockwaves taking over you.

Your hand stopped rubbing yourself, so Yesung took care of your sensitive nub himself. His release was close. The overwhelming sensations ran down your spine again thanks to his fingers, your muscles tensing and breath hitching.

"I love your pretty, tight cunt," Yesung breathed out. "Just like that."

Soft cries left your lips and a couple of tears started to run down your cheeks. It was too much to bear, but being deprived for so long caused this, and still you enjoyed every second of it and the way he fucked you without any care.

Yesung let out a beautiful breathy moan, his sloppy thrusts slowed down until he finally released balls deep into you, his hips stuttering. He slowed down his thrusts, and you felt every inch stretching you again and your second orgasm arrived, walls spasming around his dick. You cried and moaned again as he pushed both yours and his limits, he waited for you to come down from your high to pull out.

He noticed your cheeks with tears running and he quickly wiped them from your skin.

"Was it good?" he mumbled.

"It was, despite you being so unfair to me."

Yesung chuckled softly.

"That's what you get from time to time."

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Jealousy, Jealousy | Yesung, Ten x female reader

Summary: working as a translator for SM Entertainment is difficult when two of the most famous idols are hitting on you.

Pairing: Yesung x younger female reader, Ten x older female reader. FYI, Reader age is 31, Yesung is 34 and Ten is 23.

Word count: 1,062

Note: dedicated to my soulmate @lullabaesstuff​ uwu i love youuuu!

"And how did I do it?" The younger man asked leaning more to your side on the table.

"...And I think that will be all for today's English lesson."

"You're getting better, I am so proud of your hard work," a smiled appeared on your lips. "It seems I have to go now."

You checked the watch on your wrist and started to pack your things and books.

"What for?" Ten helped you, as he always did. However, today he wanted to spend a little bit more of time around you.

"I am still a translator. And I need to go to Super Junior's interviews today."

A heavy sigh left your body.

"Rough day, uh?"

"Well, they are kind of... special," you tried to laugh it out. "But I like them, they're my friends after all."

"Well, good luck then."

Ten helped you to grab your purse and walked by your side until yo reached the elevator.

He waved at you sweetly and in a cute manner while the elevator doors closed. You smiled, your back pressed against the cold wall. You were not sure, but you started to liked him more, and not in a professional way.

Trying to get those thoughts out of your mind, you walked out the elevator to reunite with the next group, that will give you for sure a headache. Shindong was the first one to greet you once you entered the van and make you feel comfortable, like they all did, but your heart stopped every time Yesung came to your view.

You felt your heartbeat going crazy just for him. Now, that was a problem. Because Yesung also started throwing hints at you some time ago, but Ten slowly tried to do it when you were alone. He didn’t try anything, not yet.

You sat between Yesung and Heechul, when the shy man got your attention with your name falling from his lips.

“Thank you,” he said, trying to talk to you as the members laughed and yelled about the interview and their schedule that day.

You smiled and shrugged. “It’s my job.”

“I know, but we’re unbearable. No one wants to do this, only you,” Yesung chuckled.

“I like you... all of you, I mean.”

Yesung’s cheeks heated and he smiled.

The interviews went well, everything was good and you completed another job for Super Junior, one of the most difficult people you had to work with when it came to translation. They were very loud and all of them had this amazing hability to speak a lot. Or most of them.

“We like you too.”

Yesung usually is very shy and calm, but this time he chose to participate more with his members. His words and actions caught your attention every time. Now you were heading back to the SM building in a weird and quiet silence. Everyone was tired and it was almost 8 pm.

When you came back, the rain was pouring. The members offered their help, but you accepted Yesung’s hand and his coat, which lead to some teasing from them, making your cheeks heated.

“Thanks, it’s very cold out there,” you said once you entered the place. The others remained on their own, as they will head home or maybe to some other schedule. You started taking off his coat while walking on the aisle directly to the office.

“Oh, you can keep it, it’s fine.”

“No, I don’t want to bother-”

“You’re not bothering. Why don’t you take dinner with me?” Yesung came closer to you, helping slowly to get the jacket on your shoulders once again.

“Really?” you smiled. “I mean, yes. I would love that a lot.”

“We can have whatever you want, it’s on me.”

“Look at you, you’re so cute” you chuckled softly while following him.

“Is that a good thing?”

“Definitely.”

Now you were flirting.

Yesung managed to order your favorite food when you arrive to the office and he had some korean street food, which he shared with you happily. A couple of hours passed without any of you noticing. He was funny and kind and cute. Yesung had everything to make your heart flutter.

Both of you cleaned the table and throw the remaining things to the trash can when you finished your meal.

“The food was great. Thanks.” You took his hand, making him blush. “And I think I owe you your jacket.”

“As I said, you can keep it,” Yesung brushed it off.

“But is cold outside.”

“You can give it back tomorrow, maybe?” He asked, secretly wanting to see you again.

You nodded. Of course you wanted to see him often.

“Fine, I’ll see you then.”

You leaned onto him and kissed the corner of his lips.

“Good night.”

Yesung was shocked at first, but soon a smile was on his face. His bright eyes looking at you with love and kindness. He took your hand again.

“I’ll walk you to the parking lot.”

“I’d love that.”

Once you got out the office, you walked on the hallway, not expecting to see your previous student so late for work. His always joyfull face slowly turned into confusion as soon as he noticed Yesung holding your hand.

“Seonsaengnim...”

“Hey... I wasn’t expecting seeing you this late around here.”

“Are you still teaching them English?” Yesung joined in.

“Yes, we always take lessons on Thursdays,” Ten said to his sunbae. “Sorry if I was bothering, it’s just a surprise.”

“It is,” you tighten the grip on Yesung’s hand, which he noticed. “See you next week?”

“Yes,” Ten smiled and bowed respectfully before passing by. “Have a good rest.”

You followed him with your gaze as he walked away quickly. For some reason, you felt bad and finally you let go of the other man’s hand.

“Is something wrong?” Yesung asked softly.

“No, not at all. Sorry for that.” He noticed you avoiding his eyes for a moment. “I should go now, thanks for everything.”

You walked away, leaving him standing on the hallway. Everything was confusing for you and you had to clear your mind soon. You didn’t want to play with Ten or with Yesung, that was wrong, and you had to make a decision, either one or none. But how was that possible if both of them were so attentive and lovely?

“This is too hard.”

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Yesung’s ending | Ten’s ending

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Jealousy, Jealousy | Yesung’s ending

Read part 1 here!

Dedicated to @lullabaesstuff​ uwu ily!

You still were not sure about your decision after these days of making your mind up. Maybe you would stop everything right now. But inside you thought Yesung will be the right person for you.

He was sweet, caring and a gentleman. And you were almost the same age, going almost the same path. You wanted something serious and you knew he did too. That was, at least, the hint he gave you before.

It was a little weird at first when Ten came back for his lessons. His eyes were different after that day he bumped into you and Yesung. There was a lot of tension between both of you.

You stopped him before saying goodbye on the aisle after the class was over.

"Ten, I want you to be honest with me. Can I ask you something?"

"Go ahead."

"You're a great man, but do you like me?"

The question caught him off guard. For a moment he tried to hide himself from you, but just decided to give up.

"I love you... However, you don't, right?" he knew already the answer.

"I'm sure you'll find the right one," you took his hand. "I just don't want you to fall in love with someone who doesn't feel the same. I'm sorry."

Ten's lips made a sad smile on his face. His arms wrapped around you, as if saying goodbye. You knew this was the best for you. So he could stop seeing you in that way, hopefully this wouldn’t change your friendship you thought.

After your shift, you searched for Yesung on the building. You avoided him on lunch time, even didn't answer his calls, but now you made a decision.

You waited for him outside the practice room. Some staff said Super Junior was there, so you better waited outside with Yesung's jacket on your hands. Thankfully, Yesung was the last person to leave the place and you surprised him grabbing his hand from behind.

“Hi!”

“Y/N? I thought you were avoiding me."

He looked back to his members walking away, but decided to stay with you. The practice was over so if this was the time to see you he would take it.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't. I was just nervous, that's all," you apologized with a smile. "Here, your jacket. Thanks."

Yesung took the jacket from your hands, smiling. “So you came to see me?”

“I think that’s this looks like, yeah.”

“I’m all sweaty, sorry you have to see me like this,” he rubbed the back of his neck.

“Is ok. I just want to say I would like to go out... with you, I mean...”

Yesung’s eyes sparkled.

“I would love that too, to be honest,” he chuckled. “I just didn’t know if you wanted to see me again.”

“I know, again I’m sorry I left like that. I just made up my mind and I would like to continue this.”

He smiled and kissed your forehead with his soft lips. “Dinner? Tomorrow?”

You nodded.

“Sounds like a plan.”

Ten’s ending

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#yesung x reader #super junior yesung #super junior fanfiction #super junior scenario #super junior imagine #suju fanfiction #suju yesung #nct ten #ten x reader #nct imagine #nct fanfiction #nct scenario #wayv fanfiction #wayv imagine

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⌗ MY FICS RECOMMENDATION LIST

this is a list of some of my fave fics and some masterlists for suju, ofc if you know more writers and fics please let me know so i can add them in here !

last update: sometime in november, 2022, i lost the date

∴ LEETEUK

barely

not-so-secret

hesitance - smut

hesitance part 2 - smut

late night snack

i’d rather be insane - smut

birthday wishes

cookie kiss

tease - smut

∴ HEECHUL

i don’t mind

next time - smut

quickie - smut

bored - smut

astralsweetness’ drabble -  non explicit smut

we just need a drink - smut

∴ YESUNG

honeymoon sweetness - smut

“If you weren’t so drunk maybe I would.”

anything - smut

more than a friend

mirrors - smut

pregnancy struggles, baby struggles

good boy - smut

all you have to do is ask - smut

∴ SHINDONG

yeah, ok, but i’m cooler

visitor

move night - smut

∴ EUNHYUK

06:00 am (donghae & eunhyuk) - smut

impatient

drunken fwb (donghae & eunhyuk) - smut

hormonal

my prince

i miss you - smut

∴ DONGHAE

cacao - suggestive

home

one night part 1 & part 2

tails you lose part 1 & part 2 - smut

06:00 am (donghae & eunhyuk) - smut

drunken fwb (donghae & eunhyuk) - smut

∴ SIWON

announcement

a rainy evening

2+1 (leeteuk & siwon) - smut

lost & found

double check

bad habits - smut

from the ground up - smut

shownuslaugh’s siwon smut

batman suit - smut (ao3)

7 minutes in heaven - smut

∴ RYEOWOOK

working birthday

∴ KYUHYUN

did you enjoy it? - smut

knowing hubby 

here, you can have mine

almost - smut

too much to bear - smut

honeymoon tension - smut

lazy evening - smut

sexual tensions - smut

move night - smut (ao3)

⌗ SUJU FICS MASTERLIST

chicken fifi’s masterlist

obsessedwithbbandsuju’s masterlist

blu-jon’s masterlist

2ya2yao’s masterlist

kpop imaginings’ masterlist

sujusoo’s masterlist

some writers rec here !!

#super junior scenarios #super junior smut #super junior imagine #super junior x reader #suju scenarios #suju imagines #suju x reader #leeteuk #heechul #yesung #shindong #eunhyuk #donghae #siwon #ryeowook #kyuhyun #kpop imagines

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𝔻𝕒𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕕

𝕟𝕔𝕥 𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞 𝕤𝕞𝕒𝕦

𝔻𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕠𝕤 𝕁𝕣 | 𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 | 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠 𝟙

𝕄𝕚𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕝𝕖 (𝔼𝕩 𝕊𝕦𝕡𝕖𝕣 𝕁𝕦𝕟𝕚𝕠𝕣 𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣𝕤) - 𝕐/ℕ'𝕤 "𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪" - ℙ𝕣𝕠𝕗𝕚𝕝𝕖𝕤 :

ℙ. 𝕁𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕤𝕠𝕠 - ℙ𝕒𝕣𝕜 𝕁𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕤𝕠𝕠 𝕚𝕤 𝕐/ℕ’𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣. ℍ𝕖 𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕕𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕝𝕖 𝕗𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕕𝕦𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕐/ℕ’𝕤 𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕓𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕠𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕚𝕣𝕥𝕙. 𝕁𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕤𝕠𝕠’𝕤 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪 𝕚𝕤 𝕖𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕕𝕖𝕔𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕣 𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕟𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕝𝕠𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪 𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕝𝕪 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕝𝕖𝕗𝕥 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕖𝕩 𝕗𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕓𝕣𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕤. 𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕐/ℕ’𝕤 𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕝𝕖𝕗𝕥, 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕕 𝕦𝕡 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕡𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕕𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕖𝕣.

𝕃𝕖𝕖 𝕋𝕖𝕦𝕜 - 𝕃𝕖𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕦𝕜 𝕚𝕤 ℙ𝕒𝕣𝕜 𝕁𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕤𝕠𝕠’𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕖 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖. ℍ𝕖 𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕔𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕞𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕤, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕠𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕝𝕒𝕓𝕖𝕝. 𝕃𝕖𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕦𝕜 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣, 𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕠𝕣, 𝕞𝕠𝕕𝕖𝕝, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕨𝕟𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕒𝕟𝕪. ℍ𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕔𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕡𝕦𝕥 𝕐/ℕ 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕠𝕕𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕓𝕪 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕝𝕪 𝕣𝕖𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕥 𝕒𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕕𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟. ℍ𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣, 𝕐/ℕ 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕞𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕞𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕒𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕠 𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕕𝕚𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕣.

ℍ𝔼𝔼ℂℍ𝕌𝕃 - 𝕂𝕚𝕞 ℍ𝕖𝕖𝕔𝕙𝕦𝕝 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕕 𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕡. ℍ𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕣𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕪 𝕓𝕦𝕥 ℍ𝕖𝕖𝕔𝕙𝕦𝕝 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕒𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕟𝕖𝕘𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕓𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕣𝕒𝕞𝕒. ℍ𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕡𝕙𝕖𝕟𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕞 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕕𝕦𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕒𝕛𝕠𝕣 𝕚𝕟𝕛𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕦𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕒 𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕗𝕚𝕔 𝕔𝕒𝕣 𝕒𝕔𝕔𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕥. 𝕐/ℕ 𝕒𝕟𝕕 ℍ𝕖𝕖𝕔𝕙𝕦𝕝 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕗𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕝𝕪 𝕕𝕖𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕡 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕒 𝕕𝕦𝕞𝕓 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕕, 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕙 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕗𝕠𝕣.

𝕂𝕚𝕄 𝕂𝕒ℕ𝕘ℍ𝕠𝕆𝕟 - 𝕂𝕚𝕞 𝕂𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕟 𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕒𝕤 𝕐𝕖𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕡 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕡. ℍ𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕙 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕔. ℍ𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕨𝕠 𝕕𝕠𝕘𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕟. ℍ𝕚𝕞 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕐/ℕ 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕖𝕩𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕥𝕖𝕩𝕥 𝕗𝕣𝕖𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪. ℍ𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕞𝕤 𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕤𝕠𝕝𝕠𝕚𝕤𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕞𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕔.

𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝟙 & 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕊ℍ𝕀ℕ𝔻𝕆ℕ𝔾 - 𝕊𝕙𝕚𝕟 𝔻𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕙𝕖𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕗𝕚𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪. ℍ𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕕𝕠 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕒 𝕝𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕦𝕕𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖. ℍ𝕖 𝕟𝕠 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕒 𝕡𝕠𝕡𝕦𝕝𝕒𝕣 𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕧𝕚𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪. ℍ𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕖𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕠𝕟 𝕕𝕚𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕧𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕥𝕪 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕨𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝. ℍ𝕦𝕞𝕠𝕣 𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝔻𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕙𝕖𝕖. 𝕐/ℕ 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝔻𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕙𝕖𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕝𝕪 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕘𝕠 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕦𝕡 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕠𝕣 𝕦𝕡𝕤𝕖𝕥.

𝔼𝕦𝕟𝕙𝕪𝕦𝕜 - 𝕃𝕖𝕖 ℍ𝕪𝕦𝕜𝕛𝕒𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕖𝕩 𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕝. ℍ𝕖 𝕠𝕠𝕫𝕖𝕤 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕞𝕒 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕤𝕠 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕣𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘. ℍ𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕚𝕥 𝕔𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕞𝕒𝕟'𝕤 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝔼𝕦𝕟𝕙𝕪𝕦𝕜 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕠 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕝 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕦𝕣𝕘𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕓𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕙𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕/𝕠𝕣 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕤. ℍ𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕓𝕠𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕚𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕕𝕝𝕪. 𝕐/ℕ 𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕤 𝕒 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕝 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕗𝕦𝕝𝕝 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕞𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗 𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕃𝕖𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕦𝕜 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕡 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕚𝕟𝕧𝕠𝕝𝕧𝕖𝕕.

ℂ𝕙𝕠𝕚 𝕊𝕚𝕨𝕠𝕟 - 𝕊𝕚𝕨𝕠𝕟 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕓𝕠𝕣𝕟 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕔𝕙𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕒𝕟, 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕙 𝕚𝕤 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕣𝕖 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥. ℍ𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟 𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝. ℍ𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕐/ℕ’𝕤 𝔾𝕠𝕕𝕗𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕚𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕖𝕩𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕝𝕪. ℍ𝕖 𝕡𝕦𝕥𝕤 𝕤𝕠 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕖𝕗𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕣𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕, 𝕨𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖, 𝕘𝕠𝕕𝕝𝕪 𝕧𝕒𝕝𝕦𝕖𝕤 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕣. 𝕊𝕚𝕨𝕠𝕟 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕞𝕡𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕒𝕓𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖, 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕙 𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕠𝕪𝕤 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕓𝕚𝕥 𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕢𝕦𝕖 𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕥𝕙.

𝕃𝕖𝕖 𝔻𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕙𝕒𝕖 - 𝔻𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕙𝕒𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕦𝕟𝕚𝕢𝕦𝕖 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟, 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕥. ℍ𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕦𝕟𝕟𝕪, 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕗𝕪, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕓𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝔼𝕦𝕟𝕙𝕪𝕦𝕜. ℍ𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕟 𝕠𝕓𝕤𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕓𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕡𝕖𝕠𝕡𝕝𝕖’𝕤 𝕔𝕙𝕦𝕟𝕜, 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕪 𝕓𝕖, 𝕙𝕖 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕔𝕒𝕟’𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕤𝕥. ℍ𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕚𝕟 𝕒 𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕡 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝔼𝕦𝕟𝕙𝕪𝕦𝕜 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝔻&𝔼 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕡𝕙𝕖𝕟𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕒𝕝. 𝔻𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕙𝕒𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕪 𝕐/ℕ 𝕤𝕠 𝕃𝕖𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕦𝕜 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕟 𝕝𝕒𝕨, 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕙 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕞.

𝕂𝕀𝕄 ℝ𝕐𝔼𝕆𝕎𝕆𝕆𝕂 - ℝ𝕪𝕖𝕠𝕨𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒 𝕝𝕖𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕪 𝕧𝕠𝕚𝕔𝕖. ℍ𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕚𝕟𝕧𝕠𝕝𝕧𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕐/ℕ 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕟 𝕚𝕟𝕗𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕢𝕦𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟. ℍ𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕤 𝕐/ℕ 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕝𝕕. ℝ𝕪𝕖𝕠𝕨𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕖𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕚𝕟 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕃𝕖𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕦𝕜 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕤𝕖 𝕐/ℕ 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕒𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕟𝕖𝕣. ℍ𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕𝕟’𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕒 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕖𝕝𝕤𝕖 𝕤𝕠 𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕧𝕠𝕚𝕕 𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖.

𝕔𝕙𝕠 𝕜𝕪𝕦𝕙𝕪𝕦𝕟 - 𝕂𝕪𝕦𝕙𝕪𝕦𝕟 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕡 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕒𝕞𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕝. ℍ𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕟𝕠 𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕔𝕚𝕡𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕠 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕪 𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕒𝕘𝕖 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤. ℍ𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗 𝕞𝕖𝕕𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕙𝕠𝕝, 𝕥𝕖𝕔𝕙𝕟𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕙𝕖’𝕤 𝕒 𝕣𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕔. ℍ𝕖 𝕚𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕡 𝕖𝕩𝕔𝕖𝕡𝕥 𝕃𝕖𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕦𝕜 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕊𝕚𝕨𝕠𝕟. 𝕊𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖𝕤 𝕂𝕪𝕦𝕙𝕪𝕦𝕟 𝕘𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕓𝕠𝕒𝕣𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕖’𝕝𝕝 𝕕𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕙𝕚𝕞𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕠𝕓𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥'𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕙𝕖’𝕝𝕝 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕐/ℕ 𝕠𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣.

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We just needed a drink - Kim Heechul (M)

Summary | After sticking up for you at high school, you developed feelings for Heechul. The feelings are mutual but it takes you both 20 years to finally be truthful about your feelings.

Genre | Smut, fluff, high school friends to lovers, mentions of fuck, the word cock and pussy, alcohol, slight bullying, flashbacks, protected sex.

Warnings | protects sex, mentions the following words: pussy, cock, fuck. Alcohol involved.

Pairing | none.

WC | Around 3 to 4k.

Note | Requested by anon

Original request:

Hello friend~! I love your writing so so much, I saw your requests were open and I wanted to send one in. Could I please request a Heechul x reader smut fic, maybe a best friends to lovers scenario where they've both been pining for each other for a long time and then end up admitting their feelings over drinks at Heechul's place? I don't mind what kind of smut it is, vanilla or not, just do whatever you think fits in the moment? Thank you! xoxo

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Heechul is a man who will do anything for you, starting in high school by standing up for you to modern-day things like bringing coffee to your internship without even asking for it. Heechul is one of those guys who does things that people often feel there is more to it than friends. And if you look at it from a distance, that opinion is fair.

In high school nobody paid attention to him, he was more on his own with one of his best friends and that was that. Sometimes you saw him walk by, and somehow you were attracted to him. Your girlfriends were just making fun of his hair or the way he didn't like the uniform rules. And yet he had a certain aura that made you want to leave him. You didn't want to show too much that something was up, so you ignored his presence most of the time. Until that one day, the day you couldn't avoid it anymore, the day Heechul showed that he's not just anyone.

Like most days you sat outside alone with your homework, nobody paid the slightest attention to you because who does homework at school anyway? Your friends were long gone, but you saw the benefits of doing your homework at school. No homework at home, more free time, and certainly more time to write and draw.

"Look who we have there, all alone." Jake was one of the bullies at school, he never really paid attention to you because you were often surrounded by your girlfriends, one of which he found remarkably interesting. "What do you want Jake?" you asked quietly, your eyes still on your homework.

"There's a party tonight." Jake looked at his friends standing around you, your eyes still on that one question in the book, and you quickly erase a wrong answer.

''So? Have fun," you said nonchalantly, not really in the mood for an argument with Jake or anyone else in his group.

Jake wasn't rude to you most of the time, but he could change his mood so quickly that you sometimes wondered if there was more to him.

"Ah come on, don't you feel like a party? We'll never see you."

"That's for a reason, will you please leave? I think you must get dressed for the party?".

Jake and his group of friends started laughing, so loud that several students realized that Jake was up to something again. As a result, many students walked on quickly, but one remained standing.

"Well, I was wondering if you wanted to go to the party with me?". You chuckled, shaking your head in disbelief once the words hit you. He wanted to go to the party with you, sure, and then dump you as soon as he sees his crush.

"Not interested, maybe Mira is still interested?".

"Come on, it's me, Jake. You can't get any better." Sighing, you closed your book, ready to leave, away from men who want nothing but a mirror to look at all day long. Jake grabbed your arm, his eyes on yours.

"You're going to regret this." His grip got harder and tighter, you tried to knock his arm away with your bag. All five boys burst out laughing.

"Hey Y/N, let's go. Did you forget you're having a family reunion?".

That phrase kept haunting your head for months. The way Heechul seemed so confident in front of Jake, like Jake couldn't do anything, made you see Heechul differently than many students thought of him.

After a few weeks, the two of you met after school to get to know each other better. It was the least you could do after he saved you from Jake. What started as a mild friendship, grew after a few months into a permanent friendship where you could count on each other. Your girlfriends used to joke about the fact that you were in love, which was crazy, right? Yet you started to see Heechul differently after graduation, the moment he got his diploma realized that you would see Heechul less because you were both going to college. It broke your heart but you also knew that a friendship like this couldn't be broken easily.

"Where are you with your thoughts?" asks a voice that sounds very familiar. Heechul pushes your Iced Latte into your hand and puts his sunglasses back on. And you have to be honest, it looks good on him. So good that a little butterfly flutters around in your stomach. Heechul shakes his head and pinches your cheek.

"I asked you something, and if you wait any longer I'll drink your coffee." You hide your coffee behind your back as he gets ready to grab the Iced Latte from your hands.

''I thought of the delicious coffee''. Heechul chuckles, he puts an arm around you and you walk towards the park near your old high school.

"I'm glad I never have to go there again," he jokes as he sits down next to you on the wooden bench. He takes a sip of his coffee as he fixes his gaze on the building. "It also looks completely different."

"You have that after almost 20 years." He nods but turns around quickly, his eyes wide and he stares at you with a questioning look. "Am I that old yet?" Heechul puts his coffee down on the bench and begins to feel his face with his hands.

"You don't have any wrinkles yet, old man." You receive a light push to your arm and you think back to the time when you walked around here in your uniform. Like it was yesterday. "Have we been friends for so long?" You ask yourself more than Heechul, but knowing Heechul he answers immediately.

"Too long if you ask me." You burst out laughing as you pat him on the shoulder. You both sit with a coffee in your hand, laughing at whatever is being discussed that afternoon and yet you feel different than usual. That one butterfly is still fluttering around and you wonder if more are coming or if it was just a moment. When Heechul gets up, throws away his empty cup, he comes back and holds out his hand. "Come, I'll take you home."

The moment you take his hand is the moment that that one butterfly is not so alone anymore.

For Heechul it is clear. Ever since he first saw you in the school hallways, he knew you were special. It took Heechul a while to know what those butterflies meant, and by a while, it means about 15 years. Heechul was always afraid that he would ruin the friendship the moment he revealed anything about his feelings. So he made the difficult decision to move on as friends and put his feelings away. It worked for a while, especially when he started dating other women, he forgot about you for a while. Until he was alone, and the first woman that came to mind was you.

He tries to hide his feelings as much as possible now too, unsure if it is mutual and afraid that he will ruin more than necessary, just like before.

Heechul had asked if you wanted to come over to him, just for a chill evening with a movie and some drinks. Nothing special and nothing new for you two. While you are packing your things you will feel the same butterflies fluttering around as before. Every time Heechul calls, sends a message, or shows up at your door it's like a butterfly garden in your stomach. "Alright, you can do this," you mutter to yourself, afraid that the nerves you never really had will make you return home and crawl under your blanket with the excuse that you're not feeling well. But that doesn't help either, because Heechul will be at your door within 15 minutes.

"Hehe, there you are, I wanted to call you if you were feeling well." Heechul presses a kiss to your forehead as he takes your things from your hand. Great, more butterflies.

"Which movie do you want to watch?" you ask as you plop down on the couch with the remote in your hands. You zap back and forth, waiting for Heechul with the snacks and drinks. "As long as it's not a boring romantic Hollywood drama, I'm fine with everything."

"Ah man, was just about to set up The Notebook." Heechul throws some popcorn your way as soon as he walks past you, he puts the snacks on the table and he hands you your glass with whatever he put in it. "Nice tan, are you going to poison me?"

"Would I wait twenty years for that?" You shrug your shoulders and take a sip of the red and orange substance. The sweet taste will make you take another sip, it tastes like strawberry, orange, and coconut. "Okay what's in it?" you ask after three sips. "Malibu, and something else...nice right?"

"Do you want me drunk?" He doesn't answer but grabs the remote from your lap and sits back munching on popcorn. "How about the new Avengers movie?" You nod and make yourself comfortable on the couch.

For about twenty minutes and already two glasses later it is quiet, nobody says anything. You let your eyes wander from Iron Man to Heechul. Dressed in a white oversized shirt, sweatpants and his hair was wild with probably the thought that he wasn't going to leave after all. It suits him well. Too good.

"Is Thor not so attractive anymore?" You are startled from your thoughts when you hear his voice, a chuckle leaves his lips. "What?" you ask nervously, trying to bring your attention back to the television.

"You're staring at me." You don't answer, your focus returns to the television. He shakes his head and like you, his focus returns to the television.

"It's Captain America, by the way," you mumble and grab a handful of popcorn. Heechul does not react and that ensures, partly due to the alcohol, that the next sentence pops out of your mouth without even thinking about it.

"But you're also attractive."

Your hand flies to your mouth in shock that you've just said this, without even being drunk. You hide your face in your hands, knowing the alcohol isn't going to be an excuse. Two glasses are nothing and your third glass is still half full. Heechul knows you need more to get drunk. He laughs and moves closer. He grabs your hands and then stares directly into your eyes.

''Can you repeat that?. I didn't understand very well." You slap him on the shoulder, the blush on your cheeks as you try to hide your face again. Heechul has to be honest with himself he's just glad you said this. But whether it is the truth and not a joke remains to be seen.

"Listen, if this was a joke, fine. Don't worry. But-''. He takes a sip of his drink. "If this is the case, I want to talk about it." You slowly raise your head from your hands, and you bite your lip when Heechul is sitting quite close with his hand folded over your wrist. You say nothing, but rest your chin on your knees. Heechul pauses the film and turns to face you again. 

"I think now is the time when I'm going to be honest, maybe against my better judgment if it turns out that this was still a big joke, but oh well. I'll get over that." He pauses for a moment, arrowing your reaction as you sit up a little straighter across from him. His hand is still wrapped around your wrist.

"Since the first moment I saw you, I knew you were special. The way you were and are yourself, the way you don't care about others, and the way you treated me, especially in high school have made me feel more for you than just friends. It's been like this for a while, but I didn't dare to admit it, afraid that you-''.

You don't let him speak, a sudden burst of confidence washes over you when you place your lips on his. It's a fierce but short kiss, just to shut him up. Heechul is shocked, before he can do anything you let him go.

"It's not a joke." Heechul bites his lower lip, he lets his eyes wander from your lips to your eyes. The eyes he's been crazy about for years. "Let's forget the movie."

Heechul lifts you, you fold your legs around his hips as he carries you to the bedroom. Your lips don't let go, too busy to make up for the missed years. He lets you fall on the bed and you crawl a little further up towards the pillows you let yourself fall on. He pulls his shirt over his head, showing the toned belly you love so much, and he crawls across the bed toward you. You stare into each other's eyes, both seeking consent for this intense step in your pre-existing relationship. Without saying a word he hides his face on your neck, sucking his lips on your sensitive skin. Your hands move from his shoulders to his shoulder blades toward the edge of his joggers.

His hand is soon under your bra, gently kneading your breast as he strokes your nipple with his thumb. A soft whimper leaves your mouth as he sucks on your skin harshly leaving a red mark for everyone to see. You push him over, straddling his hips as you take off your shirt and your bra. His hands immediately find their way to your boobs, caressing and kneading the flesh as you try to hold your hips still. ''Fuck, you're so beautiful'', he whispers before he turns you over again, hovering over you as he still has his hands on your boobs. ''I don't know why I waited this long''.

Heechul wraps his lips around your nipple, sucking on the nub lightly as his other hand wanders towards your leggings, finding their way into your panties soon after. You are so overwhelmed by all the feelings that you almost forget about Heechul, you feel his semi-hard length pressing against your leg and you try to place your hand on his bulge. ''Don't'', is the only thing he says before rubbing figure 8's on your clit. Your hand retracts itself and places itself in Heechul's hair, holding on to the strands tight.

''Fuck this feels s-so good''.

Heechul turns to your other nipple, keeping his eyes on you as he gives the same attention to the nub. His fingers caress your folds, rubbing your clit with his thumb. Heechul knows once he is inside you he won't last long, but he wants to make you feel good without thinking too much about himself. His lips travel from your nipples to your stomach, one of his hands lowering your pants and panties and the same time. He throws them on the ground, leaving your pussy to make himself comfortable between your legs. ''You don't have-''. Heechul places a single kiss on your clit, shutting you up instantly.

He places a few more kisses before diving into your pussy. His tongue flattens and runs up her folds, repeating it a few times as he watches you enjoy the things he is giving to you. His index finger presses itself into her pussy as he uses his tongue to stimulate your clit. You arch your back, a moan leaves your lips as you feel yourself getting more aroused by the second.

You grab his hair with one hand, the other holding the sheets. ''Please watch me -''. Heechul sucks your folds into his mouth, holding it in for a few seconds before releasing it with a pop. ''You are more important''. He gets off the bed, leaving you all bare on the bed. Heechul takes off his pants and underwear. Automatically you are drawn to the sight of his cock, standing tall and proud. The tip is red and covered with pre-cum. You want to touch him, you need to touch him but as Heechul said, that is for another time. He just wants to make you feel good.

He watches you laying there on the mattress, waiting for him as he grabs a condom out of one of his drawers.

He opens the foil and slides the condom around his cock, pumping his cock a few times with his hand before making himself comfortable on the bed and between your legs. One hand slides the tip of his shock through your folds. A groan leaves his lips and it is the first time you hear him let out any sound this evening. And you can't lie, it turns you on more than you thought it would.

Heechul looks at you, checking if you are alright and if you are ready. You just nod, too aroused to even think about stopping. He slowly presses his length against your pussy, sliding in watching your eyes and movements every second. He bottoms out, holding his breath for a second at the feeling of your wall clenching around him.

''You are so tight'', he whispers, slowly moving at a steady pace once you said that you are ready.

His thrusts are slow, letting you feel every movement of his cock inside of you. Your walls are clenching around him and Heechul has to hold himself back to drill into you and to fuck you hard. You notice once you open your eyes, him hovering above you panting at the feeling of being inside of you. You wrap your arms around his neck, your legs around his waist with your heels on his lower back, urging him to go deeper.

''Don't hold back, please'', you whisper and a moan leaves your lips once he starts picking up pace. Moans, grunts, and deep breathing is heard all over the apartment, but you both are too busy with each other to even care.

''Faster baby'', you mumble into his ear, he crashes his lips against yours, tongues fighting over dominance as he again picks up his pace drilling his cock inside of you. The sound of skin slapping, your arousal, and both of your moans make it harder to hold out the tingling feeling in your stomach. You want to hold it in for a while, waiting for Heechul to reach his high as well.

''I'm g-gonna cum'', he groans as soon as he leaves your lips, the feeling of your walls clenching around him has him reaching his high sooner than he thought. You urge him on, whispering that you are close to him. Your hand reaches down to your clit and you start rubbing fast and rough, your other hand holding onto his bicep for support. The burning and tingling feeling inside of your stomach get more intense the more you apply pressure on your clit.

Heechul tries to hold it in, noticing the way you are desperately trying to reach your orgasm. One look at each other, and you both groan at the feeling of finally reaching your high. You arch your back as you also cling onto his body for support. Heechul hides his face into your neck, riding out his orgasm as he hears you coming undone. Both of you are too tired to even speak, let alone get up and get dressed.

''I love you'', he whispers into your ear, placing a kiss on your cheek as he hovers over you tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. You chuckle, wrapping your arms around his neck and placing a kiss on his lips.

''I love you too. Maybe this is a weird question, but can we watch the Avengers?" Heechul shakes his head, removing himself from you including the condom which he throws away in the trashcan. ''Are you serious? Thinking about that movie after we had sex?''.

You bite your lip, closing your legs as you giggle.

''Or can we have another round?''.

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