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chicken-fifi · 1 year
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KEY: Smut🌶️, Fluff 🥰, Angst 🥺, Violent 🔪, Ships 🚢, Suggestive 😏
Yonghwa
Minhyuk
Jungshin
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rosiesrose · 4 years
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Scenarios with CNBLUE members are so rare ):
Should I write some?
Message me if you have any requests :)))
Ps. I don't write about Lee Jonghyun.
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✧ CNBLUE as Cats ✧
✧ CNBLUE all members ✧ genre: misc, fluff ✧ more parts~
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Jung Yonghwa:
incredibly beautiful long haired cat with tiger stripes
white paws
amber eyes 
seriously you could swear you’ve never seen such a beautiful cat before
always has that chill expression on his face that tells you he’s never thought a mean thought in his life
...or so you’d think
is the kind of cat who will always be at the worst place at the wrong time
got an assignment due in 30 minutes? doesn’t matter, he’ll sprawl out on your laptop anyway
trying to cook dinner because your date will be over in an hour? guess who decided the stove is the perfect place to take a nap on?
if he wants attention he wants it now, and he will get it
try to pick him up and put him elsewhere, he’ll be back to his original position within seconds, ready to unknowingly bother you
needy, but also very silent (he annoys in a different way lol)
*wanders across shelf* *makes sure to knock over every single thing that’s placed there*
when he jumps down he proudly looks at the mess he created and then runs up to you purring, expecting you to praise him and give him chin scratches
pretends to be picky about his food
but also you’ve seen him steal very strange food choices for a cat on multiple occasions
like pickles or bread
loves fish, almost as much as he loves himself
nr 3 on the list of his favourite things would be sunbaths, sprawled out across the floor in the middle of the room of course, so that he can take up as much space as possible lol
Kang Minhyuk:
little grey cat with short fur
big eyes that watch everything with great interest and just the right amount of suspicion
follows you around wherever you go
seriously you could take him on a stroll through the city without a leash and he’d focus on nothing but you
does get distracted by food sometimes, especially meat and whipped cream
if it’s greasy he wants to at least smell it
might try to lick it with his lil pink kitty tongue and then decide if it’s too fatty or if he should go over to phase 2 and figure out how to steal it
very balanced energy levels, despite being super attentive to his surroundings
also pretty simple to please
it’s play time? cool, let’s play!
time for a nap? sure, just don’t wake me up!
I’m getting fed? yay, be right there, just lemme stretch real quick!
sometimes he makes you wonder if you really own a cat or a dog
surprisingly fine with the vet, so long as he’s used to going there
a little shy when meeting someone for the first time
give him time until he approaches you first, and soon he’ll curl up on your lap and let you pet his head and back
don’t touch his belly if you want to still be able to use your hand tho lol
his favourite toy is a little blue bouncy ball that you got him for his first birthday
but he also likes other kinds of toys like little mice or bird toys
very active at night, especially if he’s allowed to go outside
is usually home by morning though, and loves to curl up at the end of your bed to nap for another hour or two, before you get up to feed him
Lee Jungshin:
black cat with short fur and a white dot on his chest
on the bigger side, but very slim
super friendly with anyone
whether he’s known you for ages or you just met for the first time, he’ll excitedly run up to you and smash his whole weight against your legs to rub his body against them
loves pets, but is easily overstimulated and bites if you don’t take your hands off him on time
does he love belly rubs or does he hate them? you really don’t know
will willingly throw himself on the ground and expose that fluffy belly
lets you touch it but also attacks your hand with his paws and teeth
starts whining if you stop petting him ksajdflak
not always in the mood for playing, but when he is, nothing is safe from him
sometimes chases things that aren’t there multiple rounds through your whole living space
just let him be lol
comes to sleep next to you afterwards, but almost never on your lap
if you lift him up to sit him down on top of your legs he’ll most likely get up and curl up right next to you, so that you can feel his body still touching you
sometimes in the middle of the night you hear him meowing loudly, and when you get up to see what’s happening he’ll just be sitting there in front of a wall, screaming at it
as you can see, he does very weird things sometimes, but usually he’s chill
still spends the majority of his day sleeping, just like any other cat
loves doing the thing where he curls up on a high shelf or a platform on his cattree and the only thing visible from below is the tip of his nose and his paws
snores
also starts drooling when you pet his head right between his ears, or when he’s having a good nap
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prettywordsyouleft · 4 years
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Jet Ski
Prompt: “I’m sure my life just flashed before my eyes.” -- @challengingwords​ challenge
Pairing: Jung Yonghwa x reader
Genre: fluff / travel au / friends to lovers au
Warnings: none
Word count: 842
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When Yonghwa had invited you to join him for a holiday in Hawaii, you had jumped at the opportunity. What better than escaping the wintry blast from the south by heading to the sun, the sand, and the surf to spend the time relaxing and hopefully getting a decent tan line? You had prepared for days relaxing beside the pool or on the beach catching up on the book series you had abandoned when work got too much. You were excited to try the local cuisine and explore the heavily boasted nature spots of the islands. You needed to decompress, roll the stress off your shoulders and return home completely at ease.
However, Yonghwa didn’t seem to share the same idea for pampering and relaxation. You eyed him as if he had sprouted an extra head. “You want me to do what?!”
“Come jet skiing with me, Y/N!”
You laughed, though it was hollow, soon staring at him incredulously. “What? No, I can’t!”
“Why can’t you?”
“Because that is a machine and it can go fast and-”
“I’ll be with you the whole time, Y/N.”
“That doesn’t leave much for me to feel comforted, Yonghwa. I’ve known you for years. I’ve also got receipts on all the times you’ve done something risky around me.”
Yonghwa folded his arms across his chest and cocked his head to the side. “Just say you’re afraid.”
“I’m sure my life just flashed before my eyes, and I haven’t even gone near the thing! I’d much rather enjoy the sea from here,” you announced, patting the beach towel you were sprawled upon. “You can go jet ski.”
“I already went wakeboarding and on the water tube ride by myself. I asked you to come on this trip with me to share the experiences, not do everything alone!”
“You know I don’t do scary things,” you rebutted, pouting in hopes it would let you off the hook. Yonghwa was unimpressed.
“I’ll go really slow. You can sit in front of me and I’ll make sure you’re safe the whole time. Just this, Y/N. Come on! I want to do this with you.”
When he put it that way, you couldn’t deny him forever. Eyeing your friend carefully, you nodded. “If I get too scared, we come back.”
“Immediately,” he agreed, helping you to your feet.
And after a safety course and being strapped into a lifejacket, you were sitting astride the jet ski forty minutes later. As promised, Yonghwa didn’t hit the throttle and you had to admit you felt entirely protected caged in by his arms. Soon, you were asking him to go faster and squealing with delight when the surf and the air rushed by.
“Where are we going?” you shouted when Yonghwa steered the jet ski away from the area you had been riding in. “We should stick to where we know.”
“Good thing I know where I’m going,” he told you over the noise and you chewed on your lip the further you went away from the resort. It was one thing to be playing where the beach was in sight, but now out in open waters, you were feeling a little concerned.
Just when you found the courage to tell Yonghwa to turn back, you saw the small cove up ahead. On the beachfront was a picnic area and there were lanterns all set up around it as if it were awaiting a guest tonight. As Yonghwa killed the engine and guided the water bike towards the jetty to hook it up, you were overwhelmed.
He helped you up onto the jetty and then wrapped his arms around you from behind again. “You seem stunned.”
“I am… this is so beautiful.”
“So are you,” he murmured into your ear and you stilled, wondering if you heard him right. As if he read your thoughts, Yonghwa chuckled. “Did you think I asked you to come with me just because we’re friends? I haven’t been able to confess how much I like you back home so I thought why not try here.”
Spinning around in his arms, you smiled. “You knew I would say that I like you too even in the pouring rain.”
“I know, but it didn’t feel magical enough,” he commented with a satisfied grin, leaning in close enough for you to kiss him.
Whilst it wasn’t your first kiss together – that had happened as kids during an experimental stage – this was the best kiss you’d had in your life. As was the picnic he guided you to and the little hut that housed the bed you would share for the night.
After snuggling up after an evening full of delicious food, kisses and overdue confessions, you turned to look over your shoulder at him. “Yong, what would you have done if I didn’t get on the jet ski?”
“I knew I could convince you. Besides, if you hadn’t, I had a plan b.”
“Which was?”
“You’ll have to wait until we get back to the main island tomorrow to find out.”
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noona-clock · 6 years
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Office Blues: Epilogue
The finale to our collaboration series!
Genre: Office!AU
Pairing: CNBLUE x You
By Admin B & @cramelot
Read the series here: Jungshin, Minhyuk, Jonghyun, Yonghwa
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Yonghwa
“I told you we didn’t have time to drop my stuff off at your place,” you playfully nagged as Yonghwa drove the two of you to your first official date.
“Well, who knows how long the reception will go. I didn’t want you to have to worry about unpacking after a long evening. PLUS this way we can kick off the sleepover as soon as we’re home!”
“Hey!” you said, shoving your elbow across the console of the car and into Yonghwa’s ribs, making him laugh and grab your hand.
He twined your fingers together and rapped out a beat to the song on the radio with your hands on his knee. You looked out the window at the city that had slowly begun feeling like home to you since that first moment you’d touched down at the airport. Thinking back to around three months ago, your gaze shifted to the man in the driver’s seat.
You had the same thought you had on the first day you’d met him. All dressed up in a black tux for the wedding, he was undeniably handsome. And he was all yours.
At least, I think he’s mine? you thought, realizing that after months of late night phone calls and plans for the future, you guys hadn’t actually confirmed any relationship titles. I mean he invited you to a wedding for your first date and you already had things at his place, so that meant you were boyfriend and girlfriend, right?
Your brows started to knit together as your mind kept confusing yourself with your own situation. You lightly rubbed at your forehead, making Yonghwa look over at you.
“Is everything okay?” he said, pulling your hand up to his lips for a quick kiss.
But instead of pulling you out of your thoughts, that actually made it worse. Because the two of you hadn’t kissed yet either. You’d been traveling for some other clients, hence all the late night phone calls. So if you were on your first date, hadn’t kissed, and hadn’t clarified your relationship, were you even in one yet?
Pulling up in front of the venue, you pulled your hand back so you could unbuckle. Still stuck in your own thoughts, you missed Yonghwa hopping out of the car and running around to your side to open your door until he was already helping you out of the car.
Placing his hands on your shoulders, he made you look him in the eyes.
“Y/N, what’s going through your mind right now? Where are you?”
“I just am a little bit confused I guess,” you answered, shying away from explaining yourself but, when you saw his own brows knitting together, you knew you had to be straight with him.
“I just started thinking ‘what are we?’ I mean we’ve been talking on the phone as much as we could for months now. I’m your date to a wedding and my stuff is at your place, but we’ve only ever actually been around each other for a few weeks? Are we dating? Are we flirting? I don’t do this so I’m just not really sure -”
Abruptly, Yonghwa pulled you to him and pressed his lips to yours, stalling your brain and silencing your motor mouth. They were sweetly soft as the plucked against yours. He didn’t move to deepen the kiss, only seemed to be enjoying breathing you in.
You had clutched at the lapels on his jacket, so hard in fact that when he began to move back you had moved right with him, eyes closed, chasing after his lips. With a chuckle, he obliged and moved back in for another quick peck before separating the two of you.
He pulled your hands from his jacket, only to hold them both in one of his while his other hand brushed under your eye and across your cheek.
“I’m sorry if I hadn’t made my intentions clear.” he started, looking you sincerely in the eyes. “I want you to be my girlfriend. Not just because you are intelligent and beautiful and kind and independent, but because who else is going to get my blanket obsession and tease me about how I look at myself in mirrors?”
You laughed at his quirky version of a confession. But I mean with the way he’d asked you on your first date, you shouldn’t be surprised.
You pulled one of your hands out to fix the little bit of your lipstick that had smeared on a corner of his lips and Yonghwa playfully chased your finger to kiss the pad of it as you pulled your hand back.
“Well, then I guess that clears things up for me. We should probably head inside to grab our seats now,” you said, starting to walk away with a smirk.
“Wait!” Yonghwa said, catching up to you. “So are you my girlfriend? Really?”
Reaching down to grab his hand and pull him along, you turned to the side and gave him a smile.
“Yes, Yonghwa, I’ll be your girlfriend.”
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Jonghyun
There it was. The music you’d picked out to play as you walked down the aisle.
All of your bridesmaids had already strolled down ahead of you, and now it was your turn. If Jonghyun hadn’t been waiting down at the other end of that stretch of carpet, you probably wouldn’t be able to work up the nerve to do it.
Your heart was pounding, your palms were sweating - you were fairly sure your bouquet of flowers was going to slide right out of your hands - and it was a very real possibility that your shaking legs were not going to make it all the way to the altar.
But knowing the love of your life would be there to greet you gave you the strength you needed to put one foot in front of the other. God, that sounded cheesy, but… it had always been that way. Ever since you’d met him, he’d made you a better person. And he would argue (very calmly and sweetly) that you had done the same for him. Why else would you be marrying each other, pledging to spend your lives together for as long as you could?
When the doors opened, you took a deep breath. You looked up, your eyes immediately finding Jonghyun’s, and although you weren’t quite close enough… you could tell he was crying. Or, at the very least, he was tearing up. So, of course, you teared up. And by the time you’d made it to him, a tear had slipped out and was now trailing delicately down your cheek.
Jonghyun reached up to wipe it away, a watery smile tugging at his lips as you quickly handed your bouquet off to your maid of honor.
“You look so beautiful,” Jonghyun whispered, taking your hands and squeezing them gently.
“Yeah, except you’re going to ruin my makeup.”
He let out a whisper of a chuckle, shaking his head slightly just before the officiant began to speak.
“Ladies and gentleman, we are gathered here today to celebrate the union of two souls…”
All throughout the ceremony, you found you kept holding your breath. As if you weren’t sure this was actually real, and if you breathed too much, you would wake up.
But Jonghyun’s hands were really holding yours. His eyes were really gazing at you. His smile was as bright and sparkling as ever. His words of love, his vows, rang through your ears so powerfully that you were certain they’d never leave your memory. There was no way this was a dream.
And then the cold metal on your finger. “I now pronounce you husband and wife.” The kiss. The applause. The music.
All of a sudden, you were holding your bouquet again and walking back down the aisle. Though, this time, Jonghyun was by your side. Not as your boyfriend or your fiancé, but as your husband. Officially.
“Okay, we’re married now,” you said in slight disbelief as the photographer began directing you where to go. 
“Yeah,” Jonghyun said softly, the smirk on his lips undeniably adorable. “We are.”
You could no longer hold back your excitement at the prospect of actually, finally being married, so you let out a squeal as you stood on your toes and threw your arms around Jonghyun’s neck. He caught you easily, of course, squeezing and hugging you tightly.
“I love you so much,” he whispered into your ear. “I can’t wait to spend forever with you.”
And there went your tears again. 
Good thing your makeup artist hadn’t left yet.
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Minhyuk
You couldn’t remember the last time a smile had hurt your face so much. Ever since the “I now pronounce you husband and wife” bit you had been grinning like a fool. You were sure you had been the very first to start clapping as the couple walked back down the aisle because you could barely contain yourself.
And Minhyuk? He was right there with you.
When the two of you had stood up at your reception table to applaud as the happy couple walked in, he had been nudging you in the side while laughing because honestly, he was just as excited as you were.
Throughout the reception, you had been walking around introducing him to all of your coworkers. They all fawned over him but Minhyuk was good about continuously keeping his arm around your waist and bragging about you. Most people would think he was posing as the enamored boyfriend, but really that was just how he was all the time.
He always liked touching you in some way when you were out in public (and a whole different way when it was just the two of you at home but that was a whole nother part of his teasing flirty personality you could not let yourself think of at a wedding). The two of you just couldn’t get enough of each other, as cliche as it sounded.
Since your first date, every weekend without fail you’d met up for movies, day trips, picnics, amusement parks, laser tag, a park fair, you name it! And in the evenings, Minhyuk almost always was waiting outside Code Name for you so you could go to each other’s places or out for dinner and drinks (and dancing!)
You were both young and full of energy and it showed. From couple tees to Eskimo kisses, you both enjoyed doing the mushy romantic things. And the best part? Minhyuk would still bring you treats at work! Only now you rewarded him with cheek kisses along with waters or teas depending on the weather.
And because you guys were practically inseparable, most of your coworkers had seen him around even if they hadn’t officially met him. So when you were properly introducing him at the wedding, your face was constantly red as coworkers kept bringing up all the times they had seen the two of you flirt at the company. And Minhyuk was eating it all up, glad that everyone not only knew who he was, but also that he was with you.
“Alright, I’d like to see all the unmarried females on the dancefloor for the toss of the bridal bouquet!”
You popped up on your toes to give Minhyuk a quick kiss and then took off for the floor. You loved weddings and even more you loved flowers, so of course, you were going to try and go for the bouquet.
Everyone was crowding around and, as the bouquet came flying, everyone jumped. But you thrust out your elbows to give yourself some space. Two of you seemed to grab it, you say seemed to because you immediately yanked so that the bouquet was all yours.
The whole crowd laughed as you turned to wave the bouquet around in Minhyuk’s direction, but instead of seeing him laugh at you, he just seemed to be giving you a look.
The look.
The look of someone who has something big on their minds.
You walked up to him, wiggling your eyebrows slightly trying to make him laugh.“What’s going on in that head of yours, Minhyuk?” you said, raising the hand not holding the bouquet to smooth down a stray eyebrow hair of his, then trailing your finger down his cheek only to leave your hand resting on his shoulder.
Wrapping his arms around your waist, he pulled you closer until the only thing separating you was the bouquet.
“It just hit me all of a sudden.”
“What did?”
“Your smile.”
“My smile? Minhyuk what is going on with you?”
You saw him take a deep breath before he said something that took your own breath away.“I just realized it’s a smile I could look at for the rest of my life. That’s all.”
You couldn’t think of how to respond, because you knew that whatever you said now couldn’t match up to his sweet words. So you did the only thing you could think of.
You kissed him, starting to realize you could smile with him for the rest of your life too.
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Jungshin
It didn’t matter who it was getting married - you always cried. Anyone who didn’t know you well would be shocked to see the tears in your eyes; you were so quiet and reserved, and you barely ever showed your emotions on your face. Your heart was most decidedly not on your sleeve.
But Jungshin did know you well. You’d been dating for almost six months, and you spent time together practically every day. It was one of the benefits of working for the same company.
As you sniffled away a tear, you felt Jungshin’s hand come to rest on your shoulder, squeezing it gently in reassurance.
“Sorry,” you whispered guiltily, rolling your eyes at yourself. “The first dance always gets me.”
Jungshin simply chuckled softly and leaned in to press a kiss to your temple. You were more than grateful to have him in your life, more than you’d ever imagined when you’d simply had a crush on him. He was… pretty much the perfect guy for you. It was amazing but kind of scary at the same time.
The DJ came through the speaker then, inviting any couples to join the newlyweds on the dance floor. 
Normally, you would refuse. You weren’t a dancer, and you didn’t like to be the center of attention. But when Jungshin stood and held his hand out to you… you couldn’t say ‘no.’ You still felt your cheeks warming as your boyfriend led you onto the dance floor, though.
“Don’t worry,” Jungshin murmured as he took you into his arms, his hand resting on the small of your back. “There’s a bunch of other couples up here, too. No one’s looking at you… except me.”
Of course, this made your cheeks warm even more, but that had most certainly been Jungshin’s intention when he’d said that. He was cheeky like that sometimes. You actually loved that about him.
“Thank you,” you said softly after a few moments of dancing in comfortable silence (save for the music).
“For what?” he murmured, pulling you just a little bit closer.
“For… being you. For being my wedding date. For being mine. For all of it.”
“You’re welcome.” Jungshin leaned in to press his forehead to yours and let out a soft, contented sigh.
You closed your eyes, drinking in this moment and burning it into your brain. But your thoughts were interrupted by his own “Thank you.”
“Thank me?” you asked in slight confusion.
“Thank you for being claustrophobic.”
“What?!” you laughed. “What are you talking about?”
“If you hadn’t panicked when we got stuck in that elevator, you probably wouldn’t have confessed. And I was too stupid to figure it out on my own --”
“Hey, that’s not --”
“So thank you for being claustrophobic. And for being beautiful and funny and smart and caring and helpful and thoughtful and --”
“Okay, okay!” you chuckled. “I get it, you don’t have to --”
“I love you.”
Those three words, spoken so softly but so confidently, stopped you in your tracks. Your mouth hung open, slightly agape. Your heart forgot how to beat. And you thought you had lost all power to talk, but all of a sudden, you heard yourself.
“I love you, too.”
The smile which appeared on Jungshin’s lips started your heart back up again, and a smile grew on your own lips.
“I love you, too,” you repeated. And you realized… you’d never said it so easily before. In the past, you’d always been too anxious or had completely overthought the situation. But right now, the words left your lips as if they’d simply been waiting, ready to say to him at a moment’s notice.
Jungshin leaned in and pressed his lips to yours; you could feel his smile, and your heart actually soared. You’d liked Jungshin for two years, yes, but you honestly never thought he could make you this happy.
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gemini-writes-kpop · 6 years
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Quick Write Wednesday request!
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You fidgeted nervously as Yonghwa pulled up in front of his mother’s house. You hadn’t met her yet as the two of you married in secret, and you were afraid she was not going to take to the news well. You had run through every worst-case scenario in your head, stressing yourself out unnecessarily. He startled you when he took your hands, preventing you from wringing your fingers over and over. He joked that you were going to wear them down to the bone if you didn’t stop. You nodded and took a deep breath. He kissed you lightly before leaving the car to open your door.  As you stepped out, his mother ran out of the house and ambushed him, grabbing his cheeks and completely ignoring you. He tried pulling you in front of him but she took his hands and led him into the house, talking nonstop about how much she had missed him. He turned his head as well as she would let him and pleaded with you to help him with wide eyes. You hurried after them and opened the door for her, smiling broadly and cutting her off with an introduction as Yonghwa’s spouse. She stopped both talking and walking to stare at you. Your heart fell to your feet as her icy gaze looked over you. Then she began tearing up, letting go of her son to grab you instead in a tight embrace. You both let out a sigh of relief and she explained through her tears that she didn’t want it to be true: that her baby had grown up and married. She took to you very quickly, however, showing you all of his baby pictures to his great protest.
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your-rose-highness · 6 years
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Cherry Blossoms. (Ch.15)
Chapter 15
WARNING- Smut ahead.
“What???why???”, I was puzzled. Baekhyun knew I wasn’t up for a trip right now and now he just decided on his own that I would love a trip?
“I thought..”
“Sunbae. Can you understand that I am feeling terribly homesick? I would love to meet your grandmother, but not now! You could have asked me before you made such a decision right?”, I was furious, and he, was hurt.
“This was a surprise. I wanted to make you feel better. Can’t you trust me for once?”
“I do trust you.. but..”
“Stop. Coffee. This is your problem. You say you never had a meaningful relationship, but the truth is, you push the people who want to be with you, away! You isolate yourself and make yourself stiff. Everything that you think isn’t really right. You’re going to get on the car right now. I don’t want to hear a word.”, He turned to walk to the car.
“Get in, Coffee.”, He said as he opened the door.
Baekhyun seemed different. Very unlike the happy, playful Baekhyun he usually showed everyone. At times he’d be soft and emotional, and that side of him was reserved just for me. Now, this. He was stern, brows furrowed. I didn’t know how to fight him.
I walked in silence towards him. I sat beside Hye Jin, and Baekhyun himself sat in front with Chanyeol. The air inside was grim and heavy. I rolled down the window a little, at which Hye Jin winced.
“You’ll catch a cold, y/n.”, Kyungsoo whispered from behind. His remark made Baekhyun turn around. He looked at me, his eyes still dark.
“Why did you open the window?”, he questioned.
I didn’t answer him.
“Soo, hand her my jacket from the backseat.” he said before turning his eyes back to the road.
Kyungsoo nudged me with the jacket, which I accepted hesitantly.
“Pull up the hoodie over your head.”, Baekhyun’s voice ringing in the car. The jacket smelled like him, oddly calming me down. Comfortable and warm, I realised something crucial, Baekhyun was home. It might seem cheesy, but it was true.
Watching the houses swoosh by, my wind wandered. Was he right? Did I really not give the other person a chance to show their feelings and then complain that they loved me less? I glanced at Baekhyun, who sat diagonally across me. Occasionally looking at Google maps and whispering the directions for Chanyeol who was driving, he’d look at me from the corner of his eye, trying to be less obvious.
As much as I hated to admit, the soft cool breeze, Kyungsoo’s soft humming of a tune, drew slumber’s sweet kisses upon me and I soon fell asleep.
When I woke up, I heard giggles, music and at times Chanyeol’s boisterous laugh. My head was on Hye Jin’s shoulder, her hand on my shoulder.
“Hey, you.”, Baekhyun whispered into my ear when I began twisting.
I was sure I was sitting beside Hye Jin….
“Yeah. I changed seats. You fell asleep.”, Answered reading my thoughts.
He was so warm. I moved closer to him wrapping my arms around his waist, face buried in his shoulder.
“I’m sorry sunbae.”, my voice smaller than usual.
“Coffee. You don’t have to apologize for something so trivial.”, He kissed my head.
“Ugh. Get a room.”, Chanyeol muttered.
“Thanks Chan.”, Baekhyun retorted.
“The main guest of the day is awake everybody!”, Chen screamed out.
To this everyone cheered and clapped, except Kyungsoo, who simply smiled gleefully.
“Are you okay?”, Baekhyun asked again.
“Yes.”, I murmured, hugging him again. He hugged me back, his arms enveloping me.
The trip really was fun. The boys kept singing weird songs in funny voices, teasing Kyungsoo until he raised his voice, and telling me some embarrassing stories about Baekhyun.
“….. You should have seen y/n! He was trying to create the disco ball vibe, by pressing the light switch, as he twisted his head around!!”, Chen chuckled.
“Yah! Yah! That was way back! Why do you have to tell her that story! You wait, I’m going to rip off your pants when you get a girlfriend!”, Baekhyun forewarned smiling.
It was dark by the time we reached our destination. The place was surrounded by mountains, and not much of a concrete jungle either.
Chanyeol pulled up in front of a small old cottage with a wide yard in front. A narrow dusty path leading up to the cottage surrounded with a grassy patches on both sides, the house looked like it dropped from a fairy tale.
We stepped out of the car, everyone stretching from the exhausting drive, when a dog ran out from the house, barking with excitement and wagging it’s tail furiously at Baekhyun.
“Hey buddy!!!! Miss me much?”, Baekhyun greeted it with the brightest smile, bending to pick it up in his arms, favouring with kisses.
Miffy, who I was carrying in a little cage, mewed scared at the arrival of a dog in our midst.
“Hyun-ah. Is it you?”, An old woman’s voice was heard from within.
A tiny little lady stumbled out and Baekhyun ran to hug her. It was so evident that he loved her with all his heart and he seemed his grandmother’s favourite. She kissed his cheeks and complained how thin he grew after he went to that hell-ish place.
“Gran, I workout! I have muscles, see. Touch here.”, He explained, while stretching out his arms and flexing them for her.
“What muscles? How will you survive without food? Your eyes are sunken deep into your brain…”
“Yeah granny, we get your concern, the guy has such small eyes to begin with and now they’re diving deep into his head….”, Chen continued.
Baekhyun mumbled something in Korean at him, which I’m sure was far from being a compliment.
His grandmother knew the boys well. Only Yonghwa, Hye Jin and I stood quietly after greeting her, when Baekhyun took to introducing us.
“And, Gran, this is Y/N, she’s … um.. my girlfriend.”, Baekhyun nervously told his grandmother.
His grandmother scanned me first and then a soft, kind smile broke through her face.
“Hello dear. She looks cute Hyun ah. But why do you look so tired? Was it the journey?”, She asked, concern evident in her eyes.
“She missed her family, so she was crying.”, Chanyeol blurted, before I could say anything.
“Aigoo. Really? Come dear. I’ll feed you. Why would you feel sad? Good Baekhyun brought you here. Don’t feel sad, I’m here. Whenever you feel low, come to me. Spend the weekend here and then you’ll feel better.”, She said, dragging me into the house.
Baekhyun’s grandmother was a really spirited woman. She quickly hopped into the kitchen and set up the table while Baekhyun showed the others into rooms upstairs and fed Miffy. We later, sat around the table, his dog at our feet, playing with his legs while hands scattered around the table sharing and passing food, as everyone ate to their fill. His grandmother cooked very well and everything was extremely tasty, she’d occasionally ask me if I was eating well.
After dinner, I offered to clean up, and Hye Jin joined to help.
“Thank you for the meal, it was really delicious.”, I told her, while wiping a plate clean.
“Oh you’re being modest. I could have done better, but Baekhyun suddenly called this morning to say he was coming that I couldn’t do much.”
“You did a lot, Grandma. We’re all so full.”, Hye Jin added.
“You’re full with just that? You kids, eat too little.”, She laughed.
Hye Jin washed the dishes and left to play with the dog, when she said, “it’s been really long since Baekhyun brought a girl home. Last time was three years ago. You must have stolen his heart.”
Blushing, I answered, “It was nothing. He’s a really nice person. Anyone would fall for him.”
“Anyone would.”, She nodded, “honestly, I didn’t like the girl he brought with him the last time. Her smile was too fake. But I never told him anything. He wouldn’t listen to me then. He was blindly in love.”
“Oh.”, I never had asked Baekhyun about his past love life, thinking that it would make him uncomfortable, but now I was curious.
“You don’t know about her, do you?”
“No.”, I smiled slightly.
“She was mean. She broke my hyunnie’s heart. He was weaker then. Just a kid. She used him and then left him without a word. Baekhyun didn’t talk to us for weeks after that. His grades dropped, he drank too much and completely wasted his life away. I went to Seoul to bring him home for a week. Away from that place, he healed, but somehow his eyes lost the innocence he had before. But again, that’s how life is, evil.”, She sighed and continued, “I hope you won't…”
“Sunbae is a really nice person, I would never..”
“Coffee??”, Baekhyun called from outside. I ran out to meet him. He had his dog in one hand and waved at me furiously from afar.
“Sunbae.”, I sang happily, hopping towards him.
“Waah, yah, you seem so excited now. Did my grandma work her magic?”, He said cheekily, handing me a jacket and holding my hand.
“Where are we going?”I inquired excitement dripping from my tone.
“A special place.”, He brought our intertwined hands close to his lips and kissed my hand.
I gasped at his touch. This man still had the weirdest reactions on me.
“Sunbae, it’s so late though. We could go in the morning.”
“I’ve practically lived here my entire life, coffee. I know this place like the back of my hand.”
We reached a small pond in front of which was a huge rock. He climbed up, held out his hand and pulled me up.
“Sit.”
There was just enough place for the two of us. The moon shone through the trees when there was a slight breeze, making the water in the pond glisten.
“It’s so beautiful.”, I sighed.
“Yeah.”, Baekhyun nodded, looking at me quietly.
“Your grandma is a very nice person. Thank you for bringing me here.”, I put my head on his shoulder.
“I told you. What about Mongryong?”
“Who?”
“My dog!”
“Oddly, it even looks like you, sunbae.”
“I know! People tell me that all the time.”
Baekhyun was the light, I thought I never needed. Everything that he was, he was an inseparable part of me. He caught me looking at him and bent forward towards my lips.
“Are you thinking of kissing me now?”, He smirked.
“How can you be so cocky all the time? Don’t you get tired?”, I voiced, punching his arm.
“Ahh!!! Ahhh!”, He screamed in pain, dramatically. Well, obviously.
“Sunbae!”, I shushed him, holding his hand.
He kissed me suddenly, one hand holding my face gently, another around my waist. His hands slowly inched upwards from my waist, grazing my sides, up my arms. His mouth leaving my lips, trailing down my jaw, sucking on the base on my neck where he knew i was a sensitive.
My hands traced his chest, and found my way up to his fluffy hair, where I tugged as he continued kissing my neck, moving lower to my collarbones.
His hands were both on my back now, just below my breasts, when he looked  into my eyes.
“Coffee, can i ask you…?”, His eyes pleading. “Can I…?”, His voice trailed off.
“Can I what?���, I asked.
He kissed me again and whispered, “Nothing.”
“Wait, what is it?”, I asked, concerned.
“Nothing! Seriously. I just lost my mind for a second.”
“Fine. Tell me what you lost it over.”
“Coffee. Let it go.”
“No. Sunbae! Tell me!”
“No. Babe. Please. It’s nothing.”, He shook his head.
“It’s definitely something, that’s why you aren’t telling me.”, I muttered.
“Fine. It’s just that… I’m a guy. I… I mean.. you’re my girlfriend.. so.. um. You know what, I can’t explain. It’s weird.”
I kind of got the drift Baekhyun was following. But, did he really want to do something like that, here? In the middle of the woods? I decided to talk to Hye Jin about it later.
“Let’s walk back coffee. You’ll need to rest.”, Baekhyun said jumping down the rock first.
He held my hand again, as we walked back to the cottage. He didn’t look at me once, except sometimes when he caught my stare on him. Something was wrong.
“Hye Jin! Hye Jin!”, I called out as soon as I entered the room after Baekhyun and I made out before he left me for the night.
“What bitch. Where were you?”, Hye Jin looked up from painting her toenails.
I narrated the whole incident to her in detail.
“Wait. Where were his hands?”, Hye Jin’s detective cap was on.
“Here. On my waist.”
“Why are they always on your waist whenever you tell me something like this?”
“What?”
“Y/N, does he ever touch you? Anywhere apart from the waist?”
Baekhyun and I often made out, but he always held my waist.
“Where did he kiss you?”, Hye Jin continued.
“Lips… shoulders..”
“You guys are really dating for more than six months right?”, She sarcastically wondered.
“Why?”
“Doesn’t he touch anywhere else? Or kiss anywhere else?”
“No….”
“OMG. Why?”
“I don’t know!!! He should know!”, I whined.
“There is something. Ask him tomorrow.”
“What? Ho..how do you want me to ask him that? That’d be so creepy and perverted!”, I objected.
“Well. It’s something. I’ll create the setting for you to ask.”, She said lost in thought, “and you.”, Turning to look at me, she continued, “will ask.”
The next morning was chaotic. Yeah, that’s the only way I could have explained it. Grandma had us working out on the field and everyone was happy to help. Baekhyun behaved normally as he would. It’s as though last night hadn’t taken place at all. So much that I almost dropped the idea of asking him anything.
“No!”, Hye Jin shook her head furiously. “We’re fixing this.”
“There’s nothing to fix!”
“Yes there is! I’m saving your love life, honey.”, She breathed, walking away.
By the time we gathered around to have lunch, everyone was exhausted. Chen and Chanyeol dozed off after awhile, Hye Jin was giving Yong a haircut, and Kyungsoo, Baekhyun and I sat in front of the TV, mindlessly flipping through channels. Baekhyun and I sat on the sofa, Kyungsoo on the rug on the floor settling to watch songs.
Chanyeol woke up from his nap soon. Rubbing his eyes he stood near the stairs watching the dead souls, that we were.
“Hey!”, His voice loud enough to make us jump.
“Let’s have some fun.”, he groggily sat beside Baekhyun.
“Soju and chicken anyone?”, Baekhyun asked.
“YEAH!”, Everyone said in unison.
“Alright.”, He said, getting up, only to turn to me, “Should I get something else for you, Coffee?”
“No.”, Hye Jin sharply interjected. “She’ll drink with us tonight.”
Baekhyun confused, looked from her to me. What was she planning?
“Are you sure, Coffee?”
“Err…. Yeah. I suppose.”, I nodded reluctantly.
“Don’t worry. I’ll make sure you drink safe.”, Baekhyun smiled as he ruffled my hair.
I eyed Hye Jin as soon as Baekhyun left. She gestured, asking me to relax. Honestly, that made me more on edge.
The delivery service took a long time and it was almost dark before we settled down in boy’s bedroom as it was the biggest. I had never seen so many bottles of Soju before. Each of us holding a bottle, me, holding a glass, in which ,much to Hye Jin’s dismay, I had Soju and cola mixed. Baekhyun had insisted that I do, and Hye Jin couldn’t coax him any other way.
“Bottoms up?”, Chanyeol seemed giddy already.
Most of them tried to drink it up, failing, obviously. Baekhyun, being he, kept a check on me and refrained anyone from refilling my cup. It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be, or maybe because Baekhyun had diluted the drink enough that I couldn’t taste the bitterness.
“Let’s play spin the bottle!”, Hye Jin screamed after she finished her first bottle.
“Yes! Brilliant idea!”, Chen supported.
“What is the game?”, Kyungsoo inquired.
“You spin the bottle and then you have to kiss the person it points to.”, Hye Jin squealed.
“What kind of a shit game is that?”, Yong and Baekhyun said in unison.
“Sunbae, let’s play! It’ll be fun.”, I insisted.
Baekhyun looked shocked. Honestly, I was shocked too, but I really wanted to play the game.
“Coffee—–”
“Sunbae, why don’t you want to play? It’s a good game.”
“Because…”, he stopped mid way, and pressed his lips into a tight line, expressing his disapproval.
“Okay. Guys. Let’s not. We have just two girls. Both, unfortunately taken…”, Baekhyun snapped his head towards Chanyeol,when he said ‘unfortunately’ , “so let’s do something else instead of kissing. Maybe give out a dare or ask a question.”
“That’s truth or dare.”, Hye Jin blankly stated.
“….well, yes. It’s better for the friendships within this group, Hye Jin. Please, understand. Plus, what if a guy has to kiss a guy? That’s gross….!” Chanyeol shuddered.
We began playing the game, Baekhyun downed another bottle by then, he seemed a little annoyed with me. I, on the other  hand, felt oddly happy. I wanted Baekhyun. I suddenly missed him, even though he was right here. The game went on, everyone having fun. I had finished my bottle and felt immensely proud. Tugging at his shirt, I sat close to him.
“Sunbae…”, I cooed.
“What, coffee, are you ill?”, His voice concerned.
“I want to talk to you, alone.”
“But babe, they’re playing games…”
The bottle pointed at Baekhyun just then.
“Ah ha! Finally! Baekhyun! Truth or dare?”, Chen grinned.
“Truth.”, Baekhyun confidently answered.
“Such a wuss.”, Chanyeol snorted.
Baekhyun was about to retort, but Kyungsoo cut him off, “Chanyeol, hold on. If he chose a truth, we’ll ask him a truth. Baekhyun, how far did you go with Y/N?”
Baekhyun’s eyes zeroed on Kyungsoo. “Soo! What kind of question is that?”
“We’ve only kissed.”, I sadly hung my head.
“What? Baekhyun?”, Kyungsoo was appalled.
“The playboy Baekhyun has just kissed his girlfriend? That’s new.”, Chanyeol smirked.
“Can you guys not? What does my relationship have anything to do with my past?”
“Baekhyun, we share a wall. You remember that right?”, Chanyeol said smugly.
What was it? Did he not find me attractive? Maybe his past girlfriends were really hot. It made me sad. I excused myself to get some water. No one was downstairs, I guess grandma had gone to visit her neighbours.
Mongryong bounced excitedly when he saw me come down the stairs. I sat down and he played with me. Baekhyun sat beside me silently.
“Coffee?”
“Sunbae, are you not attracted to me? You can tell me. I can understand…”
“Will you let me talk?”
“You’ve never even touched me properly.”
“Cofffeeeee! Please, before you go further, will you let me explain?”
When I didn’t answer, he continued.
“I’m scared…. You.. you’re different. First, I feel like you’ll slap me. I mean, I don’t know how to explain this. You’ve never given me the sign that you’d want me to, you know, do more. And, I was afraid you’d break up with me thinking i was a pervert or something. And don’t get me wrong baby, I love when we do casual stuff. I love listening to you talk so passionately about your books and I like to tell you about everything because you listen. I never wanted to rush into anything with you… except maybe yesterday. It’s just that at times, I get this overwhelming feeling to hold you close to me. You’re important to me, coffee, and I respect you. So…”, he looked deep into my eyes.
“ Why were you scared?”, I mumbled as I petted the dog, “you could have told me this before.”
“Tell you? Tell you what? I’d be the biggest jerk if I did.”
“Okay. Well, now that you know I don’t mind….”
A smile broke across his face. Taking my hand, he pressed his lips to the back of my hand softly.
“Ask Hye Jin to spend the night with Yonghwa. Tonight, you’re mine.”
I was high. I could feel it. Maybe it the alcohol, maybe it was Baekhyun’s words, I have no clue.
We went back upstairs, to find Chen and Chanyeol passed out on the floor. Baekhyun whispered something to Kyungsoo, to which he nodded. Hye Jin and Yong were to sleep in our room. We, on the other hand, would sleep in Baekhyun’s old room.
His room was super cute, not too big, but was comparatively colder. To imagine a young Baekhyun reading comics, playing Nintendo, and sleeping with Mongryong made me smile. He had a huge stack of game CDs, and Mangas.
“Those are dusty.”, Baekhyun whispered as he hugged me from behind.
“You have so many.”
“Obviously coffee. It’s partly the reason why I took up this major. I want to build an amazing game later on. Actually I did create one, I’ll show it to you later.”
“It’s cold here.”, I turned to face him, my arms around his neck.
“The window is open.”, He breathed.
He quickly let go of my waist and closed the windows. There were plenty of his pictures around, he and his friends, Baekhyun, being the dorkiest of them all.
“Ah these. Are so embarrassing.”
“I love them. You were fun back then too.”
“Honestly not to boast, I was the life of my group. We had a small band you know? We performed during school gatherings.”
“Born to be on the stage, Sunbae?”
“That’s one thing I can’t let go, coffee. My music. It’s my Life. Of Course, you’re added in the list now.”
“I love you” I whispered, hugging him.
He chuckled, and kissed my head. “I love you more.”
I looked up to see his face. He brushed my lips with his thumb softly, bending to kiss me.
The moment our lips touched, my body shivered from the sensation that passed through me instantly. His hands were in my hair, holding me as he deepened the kiss. I felt his tongue sweep across my bottom lip, urging me for access. He backed to the bed, never leaving my lips. Sitting down on the edge, he made me sit on his lap. His hands held my hips, supporting me, as I kissed him again, my arms around his neck. Once on his lap, his hands explored my back, his tongue darting in and out of my mouth. He laid me down on the bed after that, slowly, our lips never losing contact. Baekhyun was now hovering on top of me. Supporting his weight with his arms. There was an urgency in his moves. He moved from my lips and kissed my jawline, leaving kisses on my ears, making his way to my neck. The man already knew how to turn me on. He nipped at base of neck, where he knew I was sensitive. I pulled on his t-shirt, I needed him closer to me now. His hands which held my hips, constraining any movement, travelled up the sides of my waist and reached my shoulder. Pushing away a lock of hair, he nipped at my collarbone. It was brief, but I felt his hand circle around my breast from on top of the fabric. He looked up at me when his hands were at the base of my t-shirt. I nodded giving him permission. I sat up and he slowly peeled me off the garment. His eyes were dark, and he sat drinking me in. I was wearing a red sheer lace bralette.
“You… you always wear things like these?”, He innocently asked.
“No…”
“Then should I consider myself lucky?”, He smirked, his hands exploring my stomach and laying soft kisses up my navel. He kissed my breasts from on top of the bralette, kissing the valley between them, and holding them softly in his hands. The things he was making me feel were driving me crazy. I was annoyed that he still had his shirt on. He got the clue when I tugged on it. Quickly getting rid of his shirt, I was in awe of his defined chest and smooth abs. His shoulders were broader than I had imagined, the t-shirts never did justice to the sight in front of me. I knew he worked out, but this was a feast to the eyes.
“Like what you see?”, He joked. “I can’t lie, but I love what’s in front of me right now.”, He bent to kiss me again. He bit my lower lip, making me whimper. Kissing along my shoulder, his hands found the bra clasp. After fiddling with it for a few seconds, we both knew it was off. We looked at each other nervously, we were now crossing a line. Baekhyun slipped off the bralette off my shoulder slowly. Licking his lips, he first kissed around my left breast, his hand pleasuring the other. I was feeling too many things at once. All I knew was I wanted more. I pulled him closer to me, as he took my nipple into his mouth, a moan leaving my lips. Spurring him more, he bit down on my nipples slightly, leaving me squirming under him in sweet pain.
He then moved over to my right breast, sucking on the skin, while he rubbed the left nipple between his fingers, making me arch my back.
His kisses trailed back to my stomach, his hands now hovering over my pants. He was braver now, as he proceeded to unzip them. I helped him take them off, while he got rid of his own pair. Thank god, I had decided to wear matching lingerie today.
“You’ve come prepared I see.”, Baekhyun smirked, and I blushed.
Baekhyun was now caressing my thighs, brushing over my underwear. It made me shiver.
“Coffee are you sure?”, Baekhyun asked concern evident, “you can ask me to stop anytime. And if I lose my mind, just slap me.”
“I want you.”, I murmured.
It was enough. His lips found mine in an instant, his hands caressing my clothed core, now dripping with desire.
He tugged at it, sliding it off my legs. It was like fire surging through me when his fingers touched my clit.
“So wet already.”, He smirked.
Rubbing his fingers at my entrance, continually teasing, he enjoyed the effect he had on me. Suddenly inserting finger inside me, a loud moan escaped from me as he pumped his fingers in and out. His lips were biting my nipples again, driving me into a moaning mess. Adding another finger, he did it faster, when I felt a knot forming in my stomach.
“Baekhyun, I…. I’m going to cum.”
“Cum for me, baby….”
The orgasm hit me like a wave and I was already a mess.
“Tired?”, He asked as I orgasmed in front of him.
“A bit….”, I murmured.
“It’s going to be a long night, coffee.”, He said, taking off his boxers. His member was hard, he quickly took out a condom from his pants pocket and rolled it on.
“You had a condom?”
“I borrowed one from Chen. He likes to be prepared, so..”, Baekhyun said climbing back on the bed.
“I’m going to go very slow baby. It’ll hurt a bit.”
Positioning himself between my thighs, he first kissed my inner thighs, looking at me with lustful eyes.
He held himself close to my clit, rubbing it against me a few times. He hovered over me before kissing me on lips. He held me close as he slowly inserted himself inside me, stretching me fully. His eyes closed with pleasure as he entered me, groaning as I arched my back up towards him and breathed sharply as he let me get used to his size. He took my breasts in his mouth and nipped at it.
“Are you okay babe?”
“Yeah…..” , I murmured.
He moved his hips slowly, filling me in deep. It was truly heaven, I was melting in his arms. Slowly picking up pace, I couldn’t help but moan his name.
“Yes baby, say my name.”, Baekhyun said through his teeth.
He was thrusting deeper and harder into me now, making my breasts bounce. His soft grunts and my moans filled the room. I was already reaching my second orgasm, as he continued thrusting into me, his head nestled in my shoulder.  As my back arched, he reached his high too, and we both lay there for a while. He didn’t pull out of me immediately, instead kissed me gently on my lips.
After he pulled himself out, he discarded the condom and came back to bed.
“Are you cold? Do you want my t-shirt?”
“No, I’m fine.”, I smiled.
“Well then..”, he lay down and covered us with a thick blanket. “How do you feel?”
“Happy. Very happy.”, I pecked at his cheek.
“I didn’t hurt you right?”
“I’m fine. More than you’d think I’d be.”
“Chanyeol was right. Making love to the woman we love is different.”, Baekhyun softly said, brushing hair away face and playing with it, “Tonight was so special.”, He continued, kissing my forehead.
It’s like we had grew closer and connected our souls.
“But I’m mad about one thing.”, He said staring at the ceiling.
“Did I do something wrong?”
He turned to face me, his eyes glistening with playfulness, “You called out Baekhyun as I made love to you… you’ll be punished for this next time. You must call me oppa.”
Punishment for this? I think I’ve never been eager to receive one.
Note: Did you guys enjoy this chapter? This is the first time i’ve attempted to write smut. Hope you like it :) Merry Christmas everyone!! :D
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shining4ever · 7 years
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Yonghwa + red neon lights moodboard for @selaaa07 <3
Want a moodboard ?
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multifandom-hoes · 7 years
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First Time With Them: CNBLUE YONGHWA
/ JungShin // YongHwa /
/ ASTRO // B.A.P // BIGBANG // BtoB // BTS // EXO // GOT7 // KActor // KHH// PENTAGON // SF9// WINNER // iKON // MONSTA X // SEVENTEEN // NCT // SOLOISTS /
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Tis boy... ;
Ohhhh.... ;
     Hewrecksmeeverytimepleasesendhelpi’mnotjokingrightnow;
I don’t even know where to begin with YongHwa, in all honesty
Like, he’s just... ;
So agile;
So smart;
So.... Capable;
Let’s just call him Mr. Capable from now on;
Like he will definitely know what he’s doing okay;
And he’s into one too many kinks;
Which of some may or may not be revealed on your first night;
Because he’s not that patient;
He would like to get everything out of the way before getting down for the actual business, you know? ;
Like, he won’t tell you verbally that he’s into choking but you’ll get to know anyway;
He’ll just ask whether he can or not, without saying anything anymore;
And if you gonna say yes your night is only going to get better from there;
Because now that he knows you’re okay with kinks he will try and see how much you would be okay with;
So to say your first night with him wouldn’t be all about `worship,worship,worship` but also something to experiment with;
Not in a bad sense, of course;
Just so that he would know what exactly it is you got off on the best;
So that the next time you two fucked he would be able to tease and make you beg and all that good stuff;
YongHwa is also a switch;
And a masochistic tendency runs deep in him;
So he would love it if you were dominant;
     Yet would be totally okay if you weren’t;
Also all in for toys because it’s more fun like that;
So basically Jung YongHwa liked to experiment a lot;
So sex with him would always be something new yet pleasurable;
He also wouldn’t sent a consistent tempo;
And would be all over the place;
Slow at one moment and then suddenly he would be pounding into you;
     To the point where you thought you were going to have sore thighs the next morning.
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kpopreac-tion · 7 years
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CNBlue Reaction To You Buying An Airplane Ticket To See Them
CNBlue reaction to their girlfriend getting Airplane tickets to go to them on their birthday? Sorry for my bad English - Requested By Anonymous
YONGHWA: “I can’t wait to see you.” He would be absolutely ecstatic to see you again. You’d been away for so long and he couldn’t wait to finally hold you in his arms again 
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MINHYUK: "You didn't have to do that." He wanted to see you and was happy when you got him the ticket but he didn't want to burden you. However, his birthday was important to him and he wanted to be with you
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JONGHYUN: "Why would you do that? You shouldn't have." He also didn't want to burden you with such costs but he couldn't wait to see you or spend his birthday with you 
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JUNGSHIN: "I'm coming." He would start packing as soon as possible as he couldn't wait to see you. He loved you and wanted to spend his birthday with you and nothing would stop him
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chicken-fifi · 22 days
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KEY: Smut🌶️, Fluff 🥰, Angst 🥺, Violent 🔪, Ships 🚢, Suggestive 😏
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tomoonine · 4 years
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[scenario] college junior!jaehyun meeting freshman!reader at a frat party
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Can I request uni freshman y/n meeting junior frat boy jaehyun at a party? With lots of fluff, and you can add angst if you want to, but with a cute and happy ending. Thank you! 
☽. this was really interesting and fun to write, thank you so much for requesting!! i’m not sure if i was able to capture the essence of a frat party, so i hope it’s relatively accurate (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧ if you enjoyed reading this, please check out more in my masterlist! requested: yes; @plump-peach​ word count: 2.1k words
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⚠ content warning! mentions of alcohol. drink responsibly!
The red cup that you’re gently cradling seems heavier than it ought to be. It’s odd, you note. Not long ago, you had a partially-filled cup of cheap beer, courtesy of the friend who invited you here. Though after being promptly left to your own devices by said friend, and a tipsy stranger sauntering towards you and engaging in an awkward conversation, you realized that you’ve practically kept your lips perched onto the rim of your cup to avoid speaking to the stranger. In a way, it’s a blessing to have an empty cup like this. You were able to excuse yourself from the drunken fool, saying that you were going to get yourself a refill.
Except here you are, seated at the foot of Omicron’s patio. The fresh air that dances toward you gives you no sense of comfort, but it’s better than whatever’s going on inside the house itself. You’re thankful that not everyone in the room is pressing onto themselves lasciviously, but the blinding strobe lights and the bass line that reverberates even outside the house is starting to mess with you. Maybe it’s the cheap alcohol you downed earlier that’s messing you up, but you don’t mind. The possibility of getting tipsy over subpar beer, while the cold breeze messes with your hair and attempts to blow the red cup away from your grasp could be the escape you’ve been longing for since the start of the school year. To think that you're a newly admitted freshman, it’s odd, seeing how things have been going so far.
As you begin to recall everyone’s joyous acclaims of college being the best time of your life, all you can do is scoff and roll your eyes. You even let out a laugh when you instinctively bring the cup back to your lips, searching for liquefied escape. Everyone seemed to have glorified the college experience too much, or maybe it’s just you who’s suffering all this time. School work is one thing, one overwhelming thing. It’s puzzling how everyone else around you can keep up with the academic demands, all while joining these fraternities, sororities, and organizations and still looking as fresh as they started. For a freshman, you’re tired. Too tired. Everyone’s starting to worry about your well-being, especially the friend who was inclined to believe that making you feel better and less drained entailed bringing you to this frat party. 
It’s not as if you hate parties, to be honest. On a regular day, you wouldn’t have minded going to one, but you haven’t had a regular day in months. And all you want to do is just go back to your bed, lie down, then attempt to get a grip of your life through continuous self-assessment with your sad playlist on loudspeaker. Anything would be better than feeling uncomfortable in a stranger’s house, though it’s not like you can just step out and go home. That friend was your ride here and back, after all. So finding solace here on the patio is the best thing you can do for now, and you can only hope that it can remain that way for the rest of the party.
That is, until you feel something gently sliding onto your shoulders and a presence making itself known beside you. Despite the darkness, your peripheral vision catches the familiar maroon color assigned to Omicron. However, the jacket doesn't help you identify your new companion right until he speaks up. All hopes for a night of peace shatters as soon as your name leaves his lips.
"What're you doing out here, (Y/N)?" Jaehyun softly whispers as he approaches you, dragging two stacked-up Monoblock chairs with him. "I can't guarantee that where you're sitting right now is clean, sit here." At his insistence, you reluctantly stand up from where you are, careful to grasp onto the jacket to prevent it from sliding off. "How do you know my name?"
Your question throws him off, you can tell that it did by the way he visibly freezes. Regardless, he offers a small smile. "College orientation.” Jaehyun laughs. “I was the tour guide for your block, remember? We're both students from Business Administration.”
Ah, right. Jung Jaehyun, 3rd year in BS Business Administration. It surprises you that he remembers your name and your face. He wasn’t wrong when he said that you met during your Freshman Orientation, because you can start to vividly recall him guiding you and your blockmates throughout the campus. He had a flag in one hand and a microphone on the other, animatedly showing everyone the facilities and answering queries from you and your group. Sometimes you wondered if you were being too fussy over college during those days, especially with how dismissive you’ve become these days. Though you’re thankful that Jaehyun was nice enough to be patient with everyone.
However, it puzzles you to see someone as chivalrous and nice as him at a place like this. More so when you’re certain that the jacket draped around you was his fraternity membership jacket. You don’t mean to judge him and his fraternity brothers, but you can’t help but feel odd. Especially when he’s dressed in tight jeans, a button-up shirt left open just below his collarbones, with his hair slicked backward.
“Sorry.” You apologize promptly, finally taking up his offer to sit down on a chair. “It’s been so long, it’s nice to see you again.”
“No need to feel sorry.” He smiles as he occupies the seat beside you. “It’s been a while, and I never really see you around at headquarters. Busy?”
At his remark, you freeze. You curse the fact that both of you share the same course, because that means you two are both part of the same home organization for Business Administration majors. Each organization is entitled to a room in the college where people can hang out and plan meetings. He must be staying there often, you think, especially if he was able to point out how rarely you visit. With more commonalities, the longer this conversation will be. It’s going to impede you from enjoying a quiet night, even if Jaehyun’s voice sounds pleasing hearing it so softly. You swirl your red cup around, as if there were anything left in it. “Yeah, I never really get time to pay everyone a visit. I’m too swamped with school work, so I’m at the library most of the time.”
Jaehyun hums, bringing his own red cup to his lips for a swig of beer. With the incoming silence, your eyes end up staying fixated over what’s going on inside the house. The lights seem brighter than earlier, and everyone has started to dance at the center. You can see your friend inside dancing the night away, and everyone is cheering them on. You smile to yourself, feeling a little happy seeing them enjoy their time.
“I guess it’s good that you’re taking a break now.” You can hear Jaehyun say, and when you turn to look at him, his eyes are also fixed on the dance floor. “Adjusting to university is hard, and our course is no joke.”
“I wish I was taking a break.” You scoff. “I was invited here by a friend, but I’m not really feeling it right now. That’s why I stepped out for a bit.”
“Well, you didn’t look like you were ready to talk to a tipsy Yonghwa.”
“Not sure if anyone who just arrived at the venue is ready to talk to any tipsy person.”
“Sorry.” Jaehyun chuckles at your remark. “I swear, Omicron’s parties aren’t like this. It’s usually more casual during these hours, I guess someone must have found the alcohol stash and went crazy. Except they took the nasty stash, our alcohol isn’t always this… bad.” You catch Jaehyun lifting up his cup and offering it a pained expression, and it’s enough to elicit a laugh from you.
“No, don’t be sorry.” You attempt to comfort him. “I’ve probably had worse drinks before.” This time you set the red cup on the ground, take the jacket around your shoulders to wrap across your body, then rest your back on the back of the chair. “Weirdly enough, I never would have expected to feel this chill. At a frat party, no less. I was expecting myself to get wasted and forget everything for a moment, but I feel better now. Just sitting here for some fresh air.”
“At least you feel better.” He beams. “I was a little worried honestly, you looked tired. Plus, you dragged yourself outside in the cold, away from everyone in the house. No one really goes to a party to not socialize, after all.”
After a hum of acknowledgement from you, it falls silent once again. Although this time, your mind is far from any sense of peace. You have your eyes on Jaehyun, trying to make sense of his words as you analyze every feature visible under the strobe lights. His face shows no sign of fatigue, and you’re inclined to believe that he probably has his life under better control than you. Someone as active as him surely has his life direction paved for him. It makes you jealous, you admit. He’s free to do whatever makes him happy but you’re still stuck in the middle of everything.
You don’t know it, but Jaehyun can sense your distress. You don’t know it, but Jaehyun’s gaze has mirrored yours and this time, he’s looking at the tired lines that manifest across your face. With a soft sigh, he stands up from his chair and holds his hand out toward you.
“Wanna go for a McDonald’s run? There’s one nearby, walking distance.”
You’re taken aback once again, blinking at him in confusion. “What?”
“McDonalds. Are you up for it? If you don’t have money on you right now, I can pay for it.”
“Uh..” You begin. “I mean, I have my wallet with me. But what for?”
“Clearly, you don’t look happy here.” Jaehyun says. “And you also need a break from everything, and if you’re after a quiet place to think, then this isn’t the place. I promise, I’ll take you back to the frat house or I can take you back to your own home if you prefer.”
“Won’t they be looking for you?
“They’ll be fine without me.” He reassures. “I live here anyway and I have my own key. If they lock me out I can get back in anyway.”
“Okay… But isn’t it weird? I just arrived here, and now we’re going to leave…”
“Sometimes you need to escape everything to really feel free. Escape routine, escape places, and do something completely new. Like leaving a party as soon as you arrive to eat at a 24-hour fast food chain.” He says, and the words leave an impact on you. The words ring louder in your mind than the bass line of the song being played. The lights aren’t as blinding as the truth that he speaks. They’re words you’d never expect to hear, those that you don’t expect to comfort you. 
Escape... Freedom... 
Maybe that’s what you needed all this time, after days of repetition and constant fatigue. Maybe you needed to live for once, do things out of the blue, because parties like this are starting to feel repetitive. But a night spent with Jaehyun, someone you barely know, might be the your only chance to feel alive. Your only chance to escape and forget about everything. To be free.
Once again, Jaehyun interrupts your thoughts by interjecting. “Come on, we can talk about your professors and I can give you some pointers. It’s the least I can do as your upperclassman.”
You consider his offer, taking his hand and slowly lifting yourself off of the chair. “I’d have to tell my friend that I’ll be back though.”
Another smile makes his way to his lips, although this time, you can tell that it’s much bigger than the ones he’s been showing you. “That’s the spirit. You can look for your friend while I get my wallet and keys upstairs. I’ll see you outside.” The hand that was once in your grasp moves to lightly pat your arm in comfort. 
Right after, he takes his leave, his figure joining the crowd shortly to maneuver his way to the staircase. Once you’re certain that he’s gone, you fix the jacket he’s given you so that you’re wearing it properly. You then pick up your red cup on the floor, ready to find your friend among the crowd of people. And for the first time in days, there’s a radiant smile across your face, and it shines brighter than anything else around you.
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prettywordsyouleft · 5 years
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Idol Advent - Day Twenty
For the first twenty-five days of December we will be opening up a door on the Idol Advent tree to see who is behind it and waiting with a drabble to share!
To find out who is there for Day Twenty, click the keep reading!
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Yonghwa – Christmas Sweaters
“You all ready to go?” he asked after giving you a kiss on the cheek and you nodded, placing a beanie over your hair and wrapping your scarf around your neck. He glanced at your sweater peeking out of your coat and shifted the front of a side away, chuckling at the festive attire. “That’s a great sweater.”
“Thanks, I added the extra pompoms myself.”
Yonghwa got to see five more of your creations over the next week, and by the seventh different Christmas sweater that he saw as you took off your jacket when inside his apartment, he shook his head with amusement.
“Just how many of these sweaters do you own?” he asked and you glanced down at your red sweater with Christmas lights embroidered all over it and then back up at him. Your eyes caught something behind him and you smirked.
“Must we really discuss this?”
“I’m curious.”
“You told me you weren’t buying any more Simpsons merchandise but I spot something new,” you countered and Yonghwa gasped, pointing to what he knew you found and shook his hand up and down.
“That’s limited edition, you can’t compare this!”
“I’m limited edition too, ugly sweaters and all.”
You had him there and he grinned. “Even if you have twenty-five of these ugly things, I’m glad I have you.”
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noona-clock · 6 years
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Drabble Game: Airport
Hi B! I told you I’d see you in your inbox 😏 How do you feel about Yonghwa and Airport??
I’m feelin’ pretty good about it, @cramelot , I must say. I hope you like it!
Genre: College!AU/Fluff
Pairing: Yonghwa x You
By Admin B
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Your knee jiggled anxiously as you waited for the flight attendant to make the announcement. The announcement giving the okay to open the plane door and let all of the passengers off.
Everyone had already stood and started retrieving their carry-on bags from the overhead compartments, but it was at that awkward stage when no one was allowed to get off yet, so they were all just standing around... waiting...
But then you heard the click of the intercom, and the flight attendant thanked everyone for flying with them and wished you and your fellow passengers a wonderful day.
You stood up quickly but carefully, tilting your head so you wouldn’t hit it on the overhead bin, and got ready to get your bag out.
See, you were just getting back home from a whole school year overseas. You’d lived and studied in a different country for almost a whole year, and now... now you were back home.
And, truth be told, the person you were most excited to see was Yonghwa. Yes, you had missed your parents, but... you’d missed your boyfriend more. And your heart was already pounding because you knew he was the one coming to pick you up.
You shuffled impatiently behind the person in front of you, clutching your bag and smiling at the pilot and flight attendant as you passed by. And as soon as you stepped off the plane, you bolted.
You didn’t even get out your phone because you knew Yonghwa knew when your plane landed; you knew he would already be waiting for you at the arrivals gate. There was no need to contact him, and you honestly wanted to just see him. You’d been talking to him the whole time you were over there, but you hadn’t gotten to see him.
So getting to be face-to-face with him? Getting to actually be in his arms again? That was really the only thing on your mind.
You weaved through the crowd of people, you murmured ‘excuse me’ after ‘excuse me’ as you climbed the escalator, and you bit your lip as you began to search for his familiar, handsome face.
Your search was interrupted by a loud voice calling your name. And your heart immediately stopped. Because you knew that voice. It was even more familiar than his face, and a huge, beaming smile immediately tugged at your lips.
Your gaze shifted to where you’d heard him, and when your eyes finally landed on him? You almost let out a cry of joy. But you simply bit your lip, held back a squeal, and ran for it.
Halfway there, your bag fell from your shoulders, but you barely even noticed. You barely even noticed anything else in the whole airport besides him. Besides his bright, cheesy grin. Besides his sparkling eyes and perfect hair and the way he was already holding his arms out for you.
And when you finally reached him, you wasted no time in almost tackling him to the ground, your arms flinging around his neck and latching on like you were never going to let go.
You didn’t want to let go. Ever.
“I thought you would never get here,” he murmured, holding you so tightly you weren’t sure you could actually answer back.
“Oh, don’t worry,” you breathed. “I’m never leaving again.”
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lgcyonghwa · 4 years
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it all comes down to this moment. the thought runs continuously as charlie sat on the fire escape stairs. the very same place where she came into terms with how she felt about this stupidly tall birthday boy. all day long, she was distracted with scenarios of how this would go, one of the worst involved yonghwa never speaking to her again – not even if she offered him cupcakes everyday. she feels uneasy, contemplating hard if she should give the other gift besides the box of cupcakes that was resting on her lap – double icing just for the occasion. the other..gift is actually a suggestion seolmi gave playfully and she (shamelessly) considered.
the sound of approaching footsteps make her perk up, looking at the door and holding her breath as she waited for it to swing open. and when it does, she gets to her feet. the warmth rushing to her cheeks, butterflies in her stomach going haywire, and with so many things running through her mind, she just stands there and smiles, holding out the box for a solid five seconds before she could muster up a proper sentence, “double icing–” she pauses before she could blurt out ’double kisses’ like an idiot. “you know, j-just because…” she adds as approaches him with careful steps.
she opens the box to show him the cupcakes she made while trying to remember what she really wanted to say. as soon as she regains composure, she looks up at him with a soft smile, “thank you for being born.” whether or not what happened last time was real or her imagination matters less with every passing second. here goes nothing. standing on tip toes, charlie closes her eyes and plants a soft kiss on his lips. she pulls away and her gaze falls to her feet, coughing and letting out a quiet sigh before she looked up at him again, “happy birthday, kang yonghwa.”
He wasn’t sure what he was expecting. 
I mean, in a way, he should know because he was the one who asked for it. A cupcake with lots of icing and this time, won’t end up on his face. 
Yonghwa didn’t blame Charlie for cupcake punching him. For behaving the way he did, he absolutely deserved it. Besides, it was quite an experience and one that he likely won’t ever forget. That was the first time he got attack by something so soft and sugary. It was also the first time he kissed a girl and it tasted both sweet and bitter. 
"Is my cupcake in here?” He extended his hands with a grin, ready to take the box from her, only to find out that she wasn’t quite ready to part with it. The two of them stared at each other, a hint of awkwardness gathering in the air as they waited for Charlie to speak but Yonghwa didn’t notice because he was too distracted by her smile. 
The cupcakes were as cute as Yonghwa expected. No dorky puppy this time, these cupcakes looked like the ones you'd be able to get from the coffee shop he worked out. “They are beautiful. Thank you.” In response to his appreciation, she said something else wonderful. 
Thank you for being born. 
Yonghwa was rendered speechless. 
“I-”
And then she kissed him. Gently, like the way he did it last time. The only difference was the fact she didn’t run away after like he did. 
Yonghwa looked down as she glanced up, their gazes meeting in the middle. He took a deep breath and told himself that it was alright to be nervous. Charlie deserved an answer by the point and he had a feeling she was ready for it. “Charlie, there’s something that you should know.” Yonghwa searched in his mind for the right words. “I like you,” he said. “I don’t know where these feelings would go, but you deserve to hear it. I really, really like you.”
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CNBLUE Shaving Them
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Because I’m weird, hush. :P       
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Yonghwa – Would find this an odd request and tease you. Like was this some new fetish he should be concerned about? Were you going to start shaving him in his sleep? He’d have a lot of fun with it. After he got his jokes in and if he didn’t have a schedule he’d let you do it. He’d be surprised at the feeling of intimacy of the act, something he really hadn’t considered beforehand. For all his earlier teasing he’d end up really enjoying the experience.    
Jonghyun – The main issue with this would be getting him to shave, not that it was you doing it. He’s not a fan of being clean-shaven when he doesn’t have a schedule to worry about. But, if you really wanted to he’d agree telling you the idea was cute. Thinking he was humoring you it would catch him off guard when it turned him on. Big time. Something about being taken care of in that way would stroke his male ego and he’d respond to it.
Minhyuk – May not let you do it. It’s not about trust or that he thinks it’s weird. He would be uncomfortable being under that much close scrutiny, even if it was you. Minhyuk would be a smiley, blushing ball of fluff at the suggestion. Ultimately if you asked repeatedly he’d cave. As you shaved him his embarrassment would eventually fade as he noticed you were focused on your task. Seeing you concentrating on doing a good job would turn him into a puddle of goo.
Jungshin – A mixture of Yonghwa and Minhyuk. He’s going to balk at the idea in the beginning. You want to do what? Then, like Yonghwa he’d tease you. If you were seriously asking he’d go with it, because why not? But then as you were preparing to shave him he’d get a little self-conscious and wonder if it was a good idea. He also would be amazed at the feeling of intimacy that came about from this small thing. But he wouldn’t really relax enough to enjoy it, at least not until you’d done it a few times.  
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