yeo-sik

[yeo-sik]

kiss me more !

song inspired: kiss me more by doja cat feat. sza

pairing: jung wooyoung x gn!reader

word count: 404

genre: fluff

sypnosis: your clingy boyfriend wooyoung just won’t. stop. kissing. you.

[4:37PM]

“You cant kiss me like that.”

“Kiss you like what?” another peck meets your cheek, Wooyoung giggling against your protests to get him to stop.

You cradle your cheek, backing away from Wooyoung like a hurt puppy. “Like that! You can’t kiss me like that!”

“But I like kissing you,” he whines, inching closer towards you.

You extend a hand to create distance between yourself and the latter. It wasn’t like you didn’t like him kissing you, or that you didn’t want him kissing you. It was more so that.. the other boys were around and what if they walked in?

What if they walked in and saw you kissing?

Hongjoong and Seonghwa would literally never let the both of you live it down. Of course, you all were adults and kissing was normal in couples and if you think about it kissing was the least of your worries. But just imagine the next time you see them and how awkward the atmosphere would be. Hell, the next time you’d come over, you’d be too embarrassed to even greet them.

God forbid San or Yunho walked in because they’d let the whole neighbourhood know you guys are kissing by how loud they’d be screaming. And if Yeosang walked in? You should consider finding another place to hang out, because coming to the dorms wasn’t an option anymore.

But Wooyoung knows this. And he knows exactly what he’s doing too.

Unfortunately for you, another thing Wooyoung knows is how to tease the life out of you until you’re red in the face. How to push and pull until you literally have to yell at him to stop.

“Wooyoung, what if we get caught?” your eyes are glued to the door that’s slightly cracked open. “What if they see us?”

“What? We’re just kissing.” his eyes follow your gaze that’s fixated on the door. “You want me to lock it? Will that make it better?”

“No that’s not the point-“

“Then, do you want me to stop?” he deadpans, lips pressed into a line.

“No,” you whisper softly almost like you don’t want him to hear you.

“Then, what’s the problem?” he points to his lips, “Come kiss me!” And with that you lean in hesitantly, connecting his lips with yours.

There are a lot of things in life that are hard to resist, but Jung Wooyoung is the hardest.

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[yeo-sik]

lights down low

song inspired: lights down low by max

pairing: yeosang x gn!reader

word count: 716

genre: angst, fluff

sypnosis: before you lay your head down to sleep, you make it a point to tell yeosang just how important he is to you.

[2:45AM]

“Yeosang.”

“Yeah?”

“You know that I love you, right?”

You feel the bed dip as a figure shuffles to face you, rummaging the covers out of the way. A hand makes its way to settle on your stomach, pulling you in closer by your waist. In a second he’s gliding his hands up and down your sides, roaming the dips and downs of your body.

It’s almost strange — how nervous Yeosang can make you even when you’ve been dating for nearly three years. There’s not a thing you haven’t seen from each other, yet every time he holds you tenderly against him, you feel like ice melting into his touch.

It isn’t until you shift in his direction that your faces meet inches apart. The rising and fall of his chest with every breath, and how his eyes search for yours in the darkness. But yours don’t search for his, in fact they don’t even try. And you think that maybe he notices it that, because next, his hand is caressing your cheek urging you to look up at him.

And when you finally do, it feels like you’re swimming. A euphoric, pleasurable wave dances across your senses dragging you in further and further into deeper depths. Your breath hitches in your throat when his thumb drifts across your lips. His actions are gentle, soft and angelic, but even the simplicity of skin-to-skin contact is electrifying.

“I know you do. Of course I know you do,” he whispers softly and suddenly you feel tears prick at the corners of your eyes.

You never thought it was actually true — how it was possible that you could love someone till it hurt. Till your heart began to ache every minute they were gone, and how your heart beat just a tad bit faster when they were around. How you wished nothing more but to pluck the stars from the night sky and give it to them.

How much you wanted to give everything to Yeosang.

“Why, is there something wrong?” you feel him tuck a stray hair behind your ear. “Did someone say-“

“No, it’s not that,” you cut him off. You wipe the tears away with the sleeve of your hoodie. “I don’t think you know how good you are to me. Honestly . . . Yeosang, I don’t think you know how beautiful of a person you are, how kind and caring you are and how if I could give you the world, I would do it in a heartbeat.”

A low chuckle emerges from the silence, followed by a sniffle and a huff of air. “Yeah? You think so?” he replies.

And in a second you’re sitting up, about to shout at this man for even thinking that you wouldn’t drop everything and anything to give him the world. But when you notice his tear-stained cheeks as the moonlight lights up your bedroom, you can’t help but start crying yourself too.

And it stays like that.

Crying together, just silently. Without having to utter a word, without holding each other. Sniffling and muffled whimpers as the both of you break down in front of each other.

No embarrassment. No worries. No nothing.

And eventually, as time passes, your tears turn into laughter, noses running and eyes puffy from the tears. And suddenly you’re both having a full-on laughing fit, with Yeosang clutching his stomach for air and you slapping a hand across your mouth.

“We are such crybabies,” you whimper, and your voice cracks mid sentence. Which only summons an even stronger fit of laughter. Yeosang wheezing so hard that his body is curling up in an attempt to catch his breath.

“You started it first!” he teases, playfully nudging your shoulder. “I wasn’t gonna cry, you know? I was just gonna say thank you and leave it at that, but then the waterworks started!”

Your eyes widen in disbelief, “You were just gonna say ‘thank you’ after I gave you a whole speech on how much I love you?”

The both of you let out the last couple of giggles, before Yeosang grabs your wrist and cradles you into his chest.

“Not just the world.”

“What?”

“I wouldn’t just give you the world. I would give you the universe and everything in between.”

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