#eunwoo writing

[hisbodycorpse]

✝︎⎯⎯ · 𝚅𝙾𝙻 𓄼 ⑽ 你不得不 ̩̩͙ 🗡️

ೄ ⠀⛪️ 佩佩服食人͟者͟ ͟ ͟ ⊸𝐂 𝐑 𝐈 𝐌 𝐄 𝐒

[iamacolor]

Thank you for the gift. It was the best gift I've ever received. Did you watch it? How was it? Well...

A GOOD DAY TO BE A DOG - EPISODE 14

[mykoreanlove]

Unraveling fate

It is said that humans live a blissful life as souls up in the sky before they decide to incarnate onto the earthly realms. 

Up there everything is effortless and sweet, so perfect that we couldn’t ever imagine it properly. Yet, they decide to give up their eden perfection to come down to earth. Why you may ask?

Because they get bored. Too much of anything is deadly, even if it’s something as precious as blissful love. 

Hence, they make plans to come down to earth in order to play. Some souls are rather boring, whereas other souls are quite dramatic - making up a full play for them to enjoy. They look for other souls to play their part - mothers, fathers, villains or lovers. 

„You’re gonna do this to me and I’m gonna do that to you and we may hate each other for a while but in the end it will be all so sweet“, they giggle while making plots. What they don’t know though is that once their souls incarnate back to earth, they will forget everything they once knew - scheming plans included. 

The states of feeling mighty and powerful get replaced with vulnerability and insecurity, divinity in exchange for humanity.

A deep sigh escaped Eun Woo’s lips as he watched you cry into your pillows for the fifth time this week. 

„What’s wrong?“, his friend asked concerned.

„It’s y/n.“, he answered flatly.

„What about her?“

Eun Woo turned around and mustered his friend, thinking of the right words to predict his dilemma.

„Do you remember when she used to be with us up here?“

His friend nodded silently.

„Back then we made the perfect plan. We created our own drama, so to say.“

„What was it about?“

Flashbacks of those times entered his mind, filling his heart with a deep longing.

„Are you really sure, y/n?“, Eun Woo whispered while placing delicate kisses on your neck.

„Yes. I want to do it like that this time.“, you nodded enthusiastically.

„My love. Let’s go through the plan once more, then.“

„I will incarnate onto earth and live a miserable life. I will fail in love over and over until I can’t take it anymore. I want to discover love as a fragile, little human. I want to understand their pain and their agony. I want to be miserable, utterly miserable. I want to build my own hell and I want to understand how I’m doing it… And then, once I’m ready, then you show up, BOOM, the love of my life - in heaven and on earth and you rescue me from my deep despair and then we can be..“

„Happy.“, he interrupted. 

A big smile formed on your face. 

„Yes. Happy.“

„So, why are you so sad then? The plan seems solid.“, Eun Woo’s friend remarked.

„Somehow it’s not. She did fail in love. A lot of times. But somehow she can’t get past that stage..“, Eun Woo explained.

„How can that happen? Isn’t it written in the stars, like destiny?“

„It should be, yes.“

Both stayed silent for a while and thought about ways to resolve this. 

„Can’t you just swoop in and rescue her?“

He shook his head sadly. 

„Why not?“

„Because she wouldn’t let me.“

„Let you? Aren’t you like… her soulmate?“, his friend asked confused.

„I am. And because of that I will always find my way back to her, heaven or earth, doesn’t really matter. But she’s not ready for me, yet.“

„How can you tell?“

Eun Woo walked over to the shelf where he was keeping his collection of your play. Each act carefully documented, each act waiting for its grand finale. He came back with a heavy book, searching for the right pages.

„Do you know when souls finally find each other?“, Eun Woo asked.

„No idea.“, his friend remarked.

„It’s when they’re ready for one another. Now tell me - do you think this sounds ready?“, he asked as he pushed the book over to his friend.

It’s official - I am unlovable. Seems like everybody and their mother can find the love of their lives but not me. I’m not meant for love. I’m meant for heartbreak. Because that’s what men do - break your heart. First, they use me for sex and then they dispose me like a tissue. Reject me. Abandon me. Block me.

Relationships suck. Love sucks. This is too hard and it always ends in pain. Fuck this shit, I’m going to die alone. Because apparently nobody wants to be with me. Or get to know me. I’m just not someone you fall in love with.

„Yikes“, Eun Woo’s friend flinched. „Gotta give it to her - she does sound like a real human though.“, he drily remarked.

Eun Woo rolled his eyes in frustration. This shit was eating him up.

Even if he descended onto earth now and forgot about all your pain, he would never be able to get through to you. 

„Men really did a number on her, huh?“, his friend asked. 

„It’s what she wanted. Some drama to enjoy our love more. And drama she got…“, he explained sadly.

„So what are you going to do?“

Eun Woo averted his gaze back onto you, watching you from above as you cried and cried and cried. 

„Waiting for a miracle, I guess.“

„Aren’t you tired of waiting?“

„What else am I supposed to do?“, he snapped.

„The plan is already rigged, you said so yourself. Can’t you use that to your advantage and rig it further?“, his friend proposed.

Eun Woo thought for a second - could he really do that? Go against fate like that? 

Your sobs made his stomach churn once again, he had to act, no matter the consequences.

„Come with me“, he demanded as he left the room.

„Where are we going?“, his friend called after him.

„Rigging the fucking plan.“ 

[elly-cross]

Clica 👆🏽🗣️🌝

[deadpool15]

So, over this break I’m gonna be writing a little. I wanna get back out there and I hope y’all still enjoy my writing. Also, I might occasionally write some street women fighter stories but I’m not only writing that. I wanna branch out, I’m gonna start writing for more guys as well. And I don’t do celebrityxcelebrity, unless there is some form of reader involved so don’t request cuz I won’t do it. Sorry. I’ve been really into cha eunwoo, timonthee chalamet and Austin butler lately as well as a couple of other celebrities so my writing is gonna be centered around them.

[aajjks]

GHL!JK

you’ve never seen jungkook so vulnerable before. he looks at his hands in disbelief, shocked that he did such an unthinkable act, and you’re in disbelief, too. you never suspected jungkook to be capable of violence because he’s always been so lax until eunwoo spoke like, “you’re not worth it, like you’re nothing.” you scoff. first alina, and now jungkook? you’re beginning to resent eunwoo and his habit of treating the people you care for poorly. hasn’t he heard of ‘if you have nothing nice to say, don’t say it at all?’

you kneel and take jungkook’s shaky hands in yours. “hey, quit apologizing,” you say softly, your thumbs caressing the smoothness of his palm. “yes, what you did was wrong, but it’s not me you should be apologizing to. i can tell you feel bad about what happened. if both of you love and care for each other, then you both need to apologize”

you let go of one of jungkook’s hands and place it on his cheek. “you didn’t ruin anything, okay? neither you nor eunwoo are in the right, and you both deserve an apology. brothers get in fights all of the time; i’m sure this will be water under the bridge”

but it’s not. it never will be.

at least not to eunwoo, who’s wincing from the bag of ice alina presses on his cheek. never in a million years would eunwoo expect jungkook to hit him, but in some strange way, he’s thankful he did. right now, at this very moment, he’s sitting on alina’s bed and staring back into her worried eyes. he swears she’s the most beautiful person he’s ever laid eyes on, and if it means being this close to her pretty face, he’ll gladly take another punch to his cheek over and over.

~🫧

You’re here, finally here.

Jungkook’s hands tremble as he stares down at them, his knuckles raw, the memory of Eunwoo’s face crumpling beneath his punch flashing over and over in his mind.

He’s disgusted with himself.

But then… he did it for you.

“I couldn’t let him talk about you like that,” he murmurs, his voice rough and unsteady.

He finally looks up at you, his gaze burning with guilt, anger, and something far deeper.

“I couldn’t… I just couldn’t stand hearing him say those things. Like you’re not… like you’re not everything. Like you’re not worth it.” His words come out choked, each one heavier than the last.

“But the truth is, I think I hit him because he was right about me.” His lips tremble as he tries to continue, his emotions threatening to take control again.

“I hate seeing you with anyone else,” he confesses, his tone breaking under the weight of his feelings. “I hate the way he looks at you, the way anyone does.”

“I can’t… I can’t stand it because you’re all I see. Every second. Every goddamn second.”

He shakes his head, his breathing uneven as his emotions claw at his chest. His hand hesitates before lifting to your cheek, cupping it with trembling fingers.

“And now I’ve gone and ruined everything. I’m not even worth your forgiveness, but I need to say it—I’m sorry, for being this way, for wanting you so much it hurts.” His thumb brushes against your skin, his touch lingering.

His gaze drops to your lips, but it’s fleeting before he looks back into your eyes, his voice dropping to a whisper. “I don’t deserve you.”

But something in your response.. the way you look at him, the way you don’t pull away— gives him the courage to act. His lips meet yours softly at first, hesitant, unsure if he’s crossing a line that can’t be uncrossed.

The kiss is tender, a quiet plea for forgiveness, a desperate confession. But when you respond, when your lips move against his, he lets go of the restraint he’s been clinging to.

The kiss deepens, his hand sliding to the back of your neck as he pulls you closer, his desperation bleeding into every movement. His other hand wraps around your waist, gripping you as if anchoring himself to you.

His breath hitches between kisses, and his voice is muffled against your lips when he murmurs, “You’re mine. I can’t… I won’t let anyone take you from me.”

And when he looks into your eyes, you know you’ve been claimed, forever.

•••

Eunwoo sits on Alina’s bed, his face burning with shame and the sting of the ice pack she presses against his cheek.

“I didn’t mean it,” he mutters finally, his voice raw. “What I said about yn… I didn’t mean any of it. I said it because I was jealous.” he swallows hard, his chest heaving with the effort to keep his emotions in check.

“Jealous?” Alina echoes, her voice sharp but curious. “Of what, Eunwoo?”

He flinches, his jaw tightening before he answers. “Of Jungkook.”

“Of the way she looks at him, the way she… sees him. I want that. I want—” He cuts himself off, his voice cracking, but it’s too late to stop the flood of emotions.

“I want you to look at me like that,” he says, his voice breaking. He looks up at her, his eyes glistening with unshed tears.

“I’ve wanted it for so long, Alina. You have no idea how much it kills me to see you with him or to see you care about anyone but me.” His hands tremble in his lap, and he lets out a shaky exhale.

“I didn’t even care about the punch. I deserved it. What I said… it was awful. But I wasn’t even thinking about yn. It’s always been about you. It’s always you.”

Alina’s expression softens, but she crosses her arms, still guarded. “Eunwoo…” she starts, her voice quieter now. “Why are you telling me this now?”

“Because I can’t hold it in anymore!” he bursts out, his voice thick with desperation. He lets the tears fall now, unashamed.

“I’m so tired of pretending I don’t feel this way. I’m tired of watching you care about everyone but me. I just… I need you to see me, Alina. I need you to know how much I—”

He stops himself, his breath hitching, and he buries his face in his hands. “God, I’m pathetic,” he mutters bitterly.

You are.

Alina sighs, placing the ice pack on her nightstand before scooting closer to him.

Her fingers find his wrists, gently pulling his hands away from his face. “You’re not pathetic, Eunwoo,” she says softly, her eyes scanning his face. “But… you’re a mess.”

His breath catches in his throat when she cups his jaw, her touch firm but not unkind. “Look at me,” she commands, and he obeys, his eyes wide and glistening with tears.

“I don’t like seeing you like this,” she admits, her voice tinged with vulnerability.

“You’re not supposed to cry like this in front of me. You’re supposed to be the cocky, confident Eunwoo who doesn’t care about anything.”

“I only care about you,” he blurts out, his voice trembling.

Her lips part in surprise, but before she can respond, he takes a shaky breath and cups her face in his hands.

He leans in, his lips brushing against hers tentatively, almost as if he’s afraid she’ll push him away. When she doesn’t, when her lips press back against his, the kiss deepens.

His hands slide to the back of her neck and the small of her back, pulling her closer as if she might slip away.

Alina gasps softly against his lips, her fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt.

He kisses her like he’s pouring every ounce of his feelings into the moment, like he’s afraid this might be the only chance he’ll ever get. And maybe it is. But for now, he doesn’t care.

All he cares about is the way her lips feel against his, the way her body fits so perfectly in his arms.

“Eunwoo…” she murmurs against his mouth, her voice soft, conflicted.

“Just let me love you,” he breathes, his forehead resting against hers. “Even if it’s just for tonight.”

“No I won’t have sex with you.” She pulls away.

[lcvlettrs]

He cursed as she pulled his hair, instinctively elbowing her in response. He hoped she was intoxicated enough not to anticipate his retaliation, fearing she might glitch away from his vengeance. "Taking you home should suffice," he complained. "I'd think you'd be even nicer if you didn't want to turn into dust," he added, drumming his fingers against where he held her legs in place. Almost reluctant to entertain her question, he hesitated before deciding it might offer a brief break from their ongoing banter. "What is it you want to ask?"

                               ❛  i   heard   that   ,    ❜     sooji   remarked,   still   snug   in   her   position,   as   she   withdrew   one   arm   from   around   him   to   playfully   tug   at   his   hair   in   retaliation,   giving   it   a   small,   teasing   pull.     ❛  ya,   know,    ❜     she   hummed,   her   tone   carrying   a   hint   of   skepticism.     ❛  this   doesn't   seem   like   you   trying   to   be   nice.    ❜  

                              she   loomed   over   him   like   a   threat,   her   gaze   fixed   on   him   with   a   mixture   of   amusement   and   challenge,   before   returning   her   arm   to   its   original   place,   keeping   her   chin   tucked   over   his   shoulder   as   she   breathed   a   sigh   and   closed   her   eyes,   feeling   the   pull   of   sleep   once   more.     ❛  watch   it,    ❜     she   warned   lightly,   though   a   faint   laugh   escaped   her   lips   as   he   began   to   grumble   about   her   drinking   habits   and   suggested   she   should   train   to   teleport   longer   distances.   in   the   midst   of   their   banter,   a   slip   revealed   something   she'd   been   keeping   to   herself.     ❛  i   can   glitch   pretty   far!    ❜     she   declared,   her   eyelids   still   shut.     ❛  i   just   hate   showing   you   stuff.    ❜  

                             strangely   enough,   this   ride   felt   somewhat   peaceful   to   her.   she   imagined   it   was   akin   to   being   gently   rocked   to   sleep,   though   she   couldn't   be   certain--   it   was   an   experience   she   hadn't   had   before.     ❛  not   as   far   as   home,   but   pretty   far!    ❜     she   repeated   absentmindedly.     ❛  hey,   kyu, ❜     the   girl   paused.     ❛  can   i   ask   you   something?   ❜ 

[slytherinshua]

꩜　EMOTIONS OVER LAUNDRY　( 최연준 )

genre hurt/comfort , parent au , husband!yeonjun x fem!reader   cw they have a newborn daughter , mention of struggling to conceive , yeonjun crying , small mention of postpartum/newborn anxiety , not proofread   wc 917   request 🥟 anon for yeonjun + folded laundry for the 3k event��  note still in my txt era so bad and also yeonjun :( our healing i love him so much he would be such a good dad </3 i've been listening to love sailing by cha eunwoo the entire time while writing this and i am NOT okay it's 3 am and i may cry   net @kstrucknet @moadiarynet

You didn’t expect to come home to see your husband crying while folding laundry. At first, you thought something must be seriously wrong. Yeonjun was always fairly emotional, but you hadn’t seen him cry since you gave birth to your baby girl Yejin two weeks ago. He wasn’t one to cry over little things, and the tears only started falling when he was stressed or upset or overwhelmed with emotion. Seeing his red nose and puffy eyes sitting in the middle of the living room floor took you off guard. 

“Honey, what’s wrong?” You were holding your newborn in one arm and shrugging off your jacket with the other, eyes glancing over your baby’s face once again. 

The new mother anxiety was something you had somewhat anticipated and prepared for. But just how anxious and paranoid you were over your newborn child still surprised you. It was like if you took your eyes off of her for more than ten seconds, something horrible was bound to happen to her. Your mind was put at ease to find her still sleeping soundly in your arms. The walk around the newbourhood in her stroller had tired her out, and carrying her back inside did nothing to wake her.

Your husband looked up at you with fresh tears in his eyes and a pout on his lips, sniffing quietly. You walked over to where he was sitting, gently transferring Yejin to her newborn rocker where she could continue napping safely. Then, you turned to your husband and raised an eyebrow as if to reiterate your previous question without verbally stating it again. 

“It’s nothing, just…” Yeonjun trailed off with a sigh, a light pink baby onesie on one of his hands. The garment was so small compared to him. Even the small stacks of neatly folded clothes looked tiny, although it was nearly half your daughter’s wardrobe. 

“She’s so small,” Yeonjun whispered, another tear rolling down his cheek. Immediately, you understood exactly where all the emotions were coming from. It happened to you a few times as well when Yejin was particularly cute or you remembered just how long you and Yeonjun had tried for a child, all the struggle it took to get to this point. It was all worth it for her, your perfect little bundle of joy. Even looking at her brought a smile to your face. Even though it had been hard, for her, you would do it all again in a heartbeat. 

“And—and, I was folding her clothes, and they’re all just so small, just like her. And she’s so, so cute, and she’s really ours. It doesn’t feel real that she’s finally here. Sometimes I think I’ll wake up one day and realize this was all a dream, like we’re back a few years ago still trying for her,” Yeonjun breathed, words mumbled in his choked up voice. 

You shifted closer to him, brushing a hand up and down his back as he leant into your touch. With how often Yeonjun had comforted you and wiped your tears away during pregnancy, now it was your turn to do the same for him. 

You had taken it hard back then. Every negative test, every piece of false hope, every month that went by without progress; your husband was there to comfort you through it all. He stayed firm and strong when you weren’t able to. You knew he had been holding back his own feelings on it for you, not wanting to show how much it affected him too. You’d be blind to not see how much it was hurting him as well. He had always wanted a family just as much as you had, and you knew just how happy he was to have finally been able to start one. 

It was just an emotional journey. 

Yeonjun fully rested his head on your shoulder, warm tears dripping onto your shirt. You didn’t mind. You just continued to stroke his back, reaching out to hold one of his hands and giving it a reassuring squeeze. Yeonjun couldn’t stay strong forever. Although it had been two weeks since you came home from the hospital, it felt like today was the first time you truly got to relax and breathe. Caring for a newborn was nonstop, and you were both running on sleepless nights and parenting anxiety. You worked through it like you did anything, though. As long as you had each other, you were sure things would turn out okay. 

“I’m sorry,” Yeonjun whispered after minutes of silence. “I didn’t mean to get so emotional all of a sudden.” He pulled back from the hug and sent you a small smile, assuring you silently that he was okay, that those small moments of comfort were all he needed. He carefully folded the small onesie he was still holding and placed it on top of the stack of other similar ones. 

Leaning over the baby rocker, he smiled brightly at his daughter. Still sleeping soundly without a care in the world, wrapped up in a soft yellow onesie. Her hands were balled into little tiny fists, so small that they could barely wrap around Yeonjun’s thumb. 

He brushed a few fingers over Yejin’s head and soft wispy strands of hair. It was peaceful watching her sleep, and a feeling of reassurance washed over Yeonjun. He was her dad, and he loved her more than anything in the world. He’d sacrifice everything for her— his perfect little angel. 

txt taglist (bolded could not be tagged): @kangtaehyunzzz,, @eternalgyu,, @90steele,, @ddeonudepressions,, @cham3li,, @wolfmoonmusic,, @98-0603,, @weird-bookworm,, @candewlsy,, @blossominghunnie,, @amara-mars,, @wccycc,, @seunghancore,, @ujisworld,, @sobun1est,, @bananabubble,, @talkingsaxy,, @sxmmerberries,, @talking-saxy,, @nicholasluvbot,, @cupidslovearrows,, @50-husbands,, @hursheys,, @stannwjnss,, @gong-fourz,, @nonononranghaee,, @forever-atiny,, @stantxtforabetterlife,, @loserlvrss,, @lexeees,, @cupidslovearrows,, @hyukabean,, @nicholasluvbot,, @i03jae

[jeonsbabygirlsworld]

TRIPLE THREAT

SUMMARY: What happens when the three of them rock your world together.

PAIRINGS: Jungkook , Mingyu , Eunwoo x bar dancer reader .

WORD COUNT: 2.2k ish

WARNINGS: Utter amount of smut.

SMUT WARNINGS: unprotected sex, oral (m,f), titty sucking and playing? , jk has a noona kink, doggy style, anal, ass and balls sucking 😗😗kinda ,masturbation , for once reader is sandwiched between gyu and kook, orgasm denial, missionary lmk if I missed anything and please bear with me it's my first time writing a 4some, Eunwoo baby your feelings are showing kinda. 🤫🤫🤫

A/n: hey guys ...... I hope you liked this I'm sry but it was really hard to write a foursome but yeah, I tried and I'm not a professional in smut writing, but I hope it was okay...

The luminous lighting of the bar made the diamond set of jewelry glow under the bright lights and adorned your skin very well, oh, the set was gifted by Eunwoo a respected actor and an idol and also your special customer who gifted you this set on your birthday night.

The Bar was just getting started, the announcer called up your friends and you could hear the audience cheers, lacing up your heels and setting up your hair you released a breath, and you waited for the announcer to call your name.

"Let's call up to the pole, miss white diamond"! The announcer cheers up and you can hear louder cheers than earlier, and you start swaying your hips to the rhythm of the music, occasionally going into the audience of thirsty men who would stuff money in the back pocket of your thongs and some in your bras.

You could feel a certain someone coming up here early today it was none other than Kim Mingyu CEO of the reputed Kim Industries, who would adore you a lot and treat you like the most fragile glass on the earth the kisses after you both would be done never made your heart skip a beat.

While you come up to the pole again you see the other one just behind Mingyu seated Jungkook a pro gamer, he was a sweet boy and would never leave a chance to not make you blush, and whines left his mouth when you would leave him on the edge while sucking him off, he even liked when you give him a private lap dances poor boy would just come at the site of you grinding at his raging boner.

Eunwoo would usually join later at night but today he was here early walking swiftly and standing right next to the whiney boy, you try to keep calm, but you are intimidated by their persona, going back to the pole some money falling when you bend down for a certain dance move.

Shaking hands and greeting each other they sit next to Mingyu watching you slut around the other men in the bar deciding to tease them you start removing the g string of Mingyu's initial and throwing it to him, while they look at each other and Mingyu stuffs it back in his back pocket. While you're dancing around went on for a while the three of them watched you and drank some of the alcohol the waiter served and by the expressions on their face you knew you would be fucked by the end of the night and this was the first time, they were here together and them seeing you on the stage, you were mostly reserved for them privately.

Up for whatever is coming for you, you motion the boys in a "come here" movement. The boys exchange some words before you lead them to the suit which is reserved for personal dances and sex, and you illuminate the room with the red lighting, and you sit on the edge of the bed waiting for the boys.

Eunwoo was the first one to follow while Jungkook closed the door behind him and by the looks of all the three of them, you knew you they are going to rock your world tonight. Eunwoo leans over you his hands on each side of your hips so he can speak in your ear "Done slutting around? "He asks in a raspy voice and his lips take in your earlobe so he could give you a little bite.

Gasping you let out a whimper of his name he crawls over the bed and your back collides over the bed Eunwoo starts leaving soft kisses which soon start to get rough and purple hickeys adorn your skin while the other two boys get on the bed.

A ripping sound is heard across the room and when you know your Victoria's Secrets panties are ripped .... wetness has already coated your pussy lips while Eunwoo smooths his fingers over them and you moan liking the feeling, Jungkook and Mingyu now have undressed, and they now have their hard cocks out.

"Woo right there.... yeah perfect "you gasp as he massages the ball of your clit in a circular motion and his fingers are coated in your slick, a moan is heard in between which is emitted from Jungkook while he palms himself wanting your mouth on him.

"Been such a slut this evening you don't deserve to get to cum, do you?"Eunwoo speaks up his fingers leaving your pussy while you twitch in his hold wanting more, Mingyu rises from the bed and comes closer to you and goes for a Kiss on your lips "Be a good girl for us tonight yeah? and I'll give you everything you want" Mingyu assures while you just nod and get in the middle of the bed.

Mingyu leans down to take your wet pussy in his mouth, and you swear you let out a loud moan being overly sensitive did a great job Eunwoo and Jungkook were now on either side of you and they did a great job in sucking your sensitive nipples and sometimes tucking on them "Fuck Gyu so good right there " your hands are tangled in Mingyu's wavy hair. The ministration of his fingers soon pulls you to the edge and that's when you are about to come the menace between your legs pulls out while you cry out a whine in their hold.

"No, you are not going to cum until we say so." Mingyu tells you clearly and your cries soon die down when you hear a small voice of your name being called "Noona" Jungkook calls you out in a soft voice, poor boy is left neglected.

Turning around to face him you are on your stomach which is in contact with the bed while you sway your ass in the air wanting nothing but Mingyu's cock in you, Jungkook whines soon turns into moans when your rub the pad of your thumbs on the slit he spreads his legs wider to have you completely in between his thighs, praises leaves his mouth and his hands grab on your curly hair to make a pony Mingyu reaches behind you and rubs the tip of his leaking, and you moan at the sensation, "Gyu please" you heave out and get back to suck the whiney mess above you and your hands leave his thighs for a bit you could massage his balls and the spot behind his balls which keeps him going.

"Yeah, right there Noona feels good" he purrs in between the moans feeling a bit naughty you get down a bit so can lick the clenched hole and he tenses above you because this is something new you roll around your tongue and a groan is emitted when Mingyu slowly starts pushing inside you, lifting your head to the side your met with the sight of Eunwoo palming himself soft sighs leave from his pink lips.

Gripping onto Jungkook's muscular thighs you spread them more while he is a whiny mess above you occasionally tugging on your hair hard when licking a particular spot behind his balls "God so good" Jungkook moans and clamps your head between his thighs when you get back to his leaking tip and soon chases his high.

Changing positions for a while you are now sandwiched between Jungkook and Mingyu, the older one is hovering above you while the youngest is beneath you, his already wet cock rubs your clit and his tattooed hands come to grab your so he can grind it more on your pussy, Mingyu traces your tight rim of your ass, wailing a cry you go back to kiss Jungkook too overwhelmed to tell Mingyu what you want.

"Come on work for it, maybe use your mouth and tell me what you want rather than just whining "he says with a deep voice which makes a shiver run down your spine, while you look over your shoulder and ask him to just slide into you. Slow languid thrusts are followed by both of them, Mingyu groans a bit at the tight fit of your ass around his cock his hands squeezing the small of your back leaving faint purplish marks on your skin.

It was an easy slide in for Jungkook your warm and wet pussy engulfing his cock felt a warm hug, overpowered by the feeling of both of them inside you, the shiny nails of yours dig into Jungkook's shoulder which he heaves out a groan of feeling bruised.

The thrusts soon turn frantic and hectic, and you look over at Eunwoo who enjoys looking at you three, motioning him to come over here he stands with his leaking cock you manage to hand job him and suck on his read tip to which he reacts quickly and helps you to stay at one place, loud slurping, groaning and panting surrounded the suite.

"Ah baby want your pretty lips right here, "Eunwoo says cupping your mouth and telling you he needs you on the tip, the thrusts make it impossible for you to stay in one place, but you still manage, " oh, don't stop Gonna cum kook" you tell him in between while the both do a great job of making you cum, Mingyu empties himself first his warm cum fills up your inside while he takes some of his cum dripping out of your hole in his finger so could lick on.

Humming on the taste of his cum, he grips your face, and he kisses your lips goodbye, and soon after Jungkook empties his load leaving you hanging on the edge and his cum dripping down your pussy messing up the sheets under you.

It was just you and Eunwoo left in the room, their cums dripped down your ass, emitting a whine of not being able to cum Eunwoo lifts you from your previous bent position, your back is now pressed on the soft bed, and your plump boobs on display, nipples rock hard because of the chilly air in the room, his fingers trace your lips and soon come down to trace your boobs and stomach.

Looking over your desperate to cum look he finally speaks up "Aww, did my princess Think id let that little silly stunt go away? "He exclaims and leans down so he can just slide right inside you. "Fuck so good woo let me cum ...I'm sorry I won't do it again" you beg while he smirks "Bold of you to assume I'll let you do this again, "he says, and you don't think much he said in the heat of the moment.

"Spread them wider, yeah perfect baby. "He talks you through your orgasm praising how warm your cunt is rubs the ball of your red and swollen clit and angles your hips just right so he could hit your g-spot and make you scream his name louder, his hands rest beside you to keep him up and not collapse on you and you wrap up your legs around his waist, "Good y/n? feels good right?" he says slowing down to give you rough thrusts, giggling you answer him his eyes shaping in half crescents when he smiles and leaves small kisses all over face, and you swear you see something in his eyes which is unusual, and Eunwoo NEVER smiles and fucks you just like a normal slut but today?

Waving it off you enjoy the moment and soon gush out on his cock while he empties himself and collapses on top of you, shivering a bit when his cold diamond chain touches your hot skin.

pushing himself off, he lays right next to you making some space so you could lay your head in his arms and your head on the side of his chest, this is new, you think in your mind, you have a habit of them leaving soon after making you cum and kisses there were too many with him.

But shrugging off you don't pay any attention and think he is just overwhelmed by his orgasm just lay there and just when you were about to speak, he leaves you just like any other night.

A/N pt 2: RUSHED END ik but I hope you liked it anyways ....sry I will come back with a new fic better :)

TAGLIST

@kimmingyuswifee @jungk97kwife @ahgasegotarmy116 @meraofc @jk-hoe97 @realovesworld7 @minghaosimp @jeonjungkookswife14 @doulcha @bangtans-momma @jungkooksrealbabymomma @galaxygirl453 @sp1derk0ok @blueeb3rry @theaskie-06 @raineo @lil-liv-liv12 @kna842 @gabrielamarie111 @httpjeonlicious

[gcholdtrops]

     something about watching her get annoyed, would only add fuel to the fire that she had ignited in him, the very moment she was waltzing closer to him, wearing a tight dress which were embracing her forms in the most breathtaking way. the talk and slight argument that she was throwing, wasn't making him pissed off. in fact, it only made his fingers itch to ravish her even more, just as a kind reminder that she did, in fact, belong to him — despite what the man behind her would ever tell sasha.

     " i swear, you're so goddamn enticing when you're feisty. "

     words leave his mouth as a riddle, loving how she had attempted to create space between them, while he was simply enjoying the subject and the moment. " mhm, i totally respect you gotta do what you gotta do, baby girl — as long as you come back to me at the end of the day. " it sounded like a yucky romantic sentence but, both knew that just meant he'd leave his mark after another had been with her.

     the offering for her to watch had her instantly melting back against his body, a knowing smirk tugging at the ends of his lips. oh how twisted she was, never having met somebody who didn't mind the blood like himself. single hand ran down, resting at rear to urge her impossibly closer with a grope, as the other at her chin ever so lightly allowed slender digits to wrap around her throat.  " i'm taking your body language as a yes ? "  head cants, now aware that he needed to bring her either along of have her be the bait for the man to get there and he'd be making sure he'd never bother sasha ever again.

ㅤㅤthe concept of commitment was foreign to sasha. loyal to no one but her lowlife pimp, disloyal to herself. her own greatest saboteur. but no one had ever taught her loyalty, never predisposed her to the full range of emotions that truly made up a human. all she knew was excitement, and eunwoo, with his devilish looks, his dangerous job... well, he thrilled her in ways she completely unfamiliar to her.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ" no fucking way. "

ㅤㅤdark brows threaded, inky eyes rolling with a scoff, annoyance evident in both complexion and tone. small hand shoved gently at his torso, bodies still close whilst she formed a hand-sized divide between chests. " i'm not fooling around. " though she did have a high sex drive, a nymphomaniac, was what her therapist had called her all them years ago — before fucking her, in spite of his diagnosis. so sex work simply made sense. besides, she'd been doing it for way too long; living freely, yet under the thumb of the one man she'd formed a toxic attachment with. another problem she'd have to ask eunwoo to take care of for her. he wouldn't let her go without a fight.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ" what i do is for work. you kill men, i fuck them. we both get paid. "

ㅤㅤanger had started to brew, only dissipating at the mention of favours. " mmm— what kind of favours? i'm good at favours. " the fist that had shoved at him uncurled, coffin-shaped nails starting to toy with the fabric of his shirt when he took her chin in his hold; giving her no where to look but in his deep, dark eyes. the kiss was teasing, actions leaving her wanting more; but it was his words that truly had cold heart racing, thudding away in the cage of her bones. the fingers still resting at the nape of his neck tangled deeper into soft locks, excitement becoming evident with how her body pressed greedily into his.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ" you'd let me watch? "

[elly-cross]

App do Match no Wattpad. | Spoilerzinho e último antes de liberar os capítulos restantes (a qualquer momento) pós um “pequeno” hiato na fic. 👀

•follow for more ~ siga para mais conteúdos. | click here

[hannamoon143]

Home in a stranger

Genre: angst, comfort

warnings: panic attack, shitty boyfriend (not jisung), crying, cursing, anxiety, breakup,

Summary: Your boyfriend Eunwoo is so nice, and he loves you a lot! Right…? Or he will break up in the shittiest way ever and give you a panic attack. Who is gonna dry your tears now?

A/n: okaay yalll, this won at the poll. i will contiue snow & sun soon i promiseee, but i had to write this.yes. Take care luvs<333

Your life had been a series of unfortunate events lately. You messed something big up at work, you had a little car accident and your car was broken now, and everyday was just another day with horrible things happening. And then there was your boyfriend Eunwoo. He had done nothing but texted you excuses whenever you asked him to meet, or wanted to tell him about your day. Yes, you were going tired of it, but you tried to excuse his behaviour. He had a busy job, and it wasn‘t easy for him either. Of course he didn‘t always have time for his clingy girlfriend. Yes that were his words, but you fully understood them. Or at least you wanted to.

Your friends had pointed it out a few times too. They had met Eunwoo a few times and everyone of them had a bad impression of him. Then last night, when you had slept over at your best friend yeji‘s, she approached you and told you that he was just using you. You had immediately brushed her off, and showed her the diamond bracelet he had bought you last month. Someone that didn‘t care about you wouldn‘t gift you something so expensive right? She had also pointed out how he never made time for you, but you excused him. As always.

You wanted to tell yourself that all of this were lies, because your friends didn‘t like him, or were jealous, or whatever. But you‘ve thought about it for some time now, and maybe…?

You got shaken out of your mind by the bus coming. You were relieved to finally get out of the biting cold. It was pretty full in the bus so you just sat next to someone, not really looking.

But you couldn‘t keep thinking about your boyfriend. You knew you weren‘t gonna get any sleep tonight if you didn‘t have reassurance that this was all just in your mind, and he loved you. So you took out your phone and went to Eunwoos chat.

Hi baby! Do you maybe wanna get dinner together today? We could go to that one restaurant you like. I want to talk to you <33

I don‘t have time, if you wanna say something, then say it now.

Okay, that was a bit harsh, but he was busy and probably really stressed right now.

Oh uhm okay… this is kinda hard over text…

Y/n seriously i‘m not in the mood for your games, just say it and don‘t act like a child.

That had hit you hard. You gulped but tried to mantain your composure. You had learned to not piss him off, so you shouldn‘t provoke it.

Okay so my friend yeji kinda pointed out that she thinks you aren‘t good for me and don‘t really love me and stuff, and not that i‘d believe it! But i jsut wanted to ask you..

God y/n you really do believe everything. I love you, your friends talk shit.bye

But eunwoo, you kinda always turn me down when i want to meet yk?

And? I‘m a busy man, and all the expensive gift i get you don‘t fall from the sky.

But i don‘t really know…do you really love me?

Okay i‘m getting tired of this. Y/n, your constant questioning and wanting reassurance and love is so pathetic and childish. Okay, maybe i just wanted a pretty souvenir on my arm, but you got lots of expensive things so don‘t whine now. We are done, there are other pretty dolls out there. Get your stuff from my apartment, thanks for being on my arm for a while,bye.

You didn‘t breathe. That wasn‘t true right? That was all just a stupid bad dream right? Never would he break up with you over text just like this, one little text for the last years spent together, and prove all the warnings from your friends right. Childish? Just a pretty souvenir?

Slowly you processed everything that had happened. You had just felt insecure and struggling lately and wanted reassurance but he was breaking up with you? You couldn‘t handle this. Not right now, not after everything your friends had said, and how you kept making up stupid excuses for him.

At this point the expensive bracelet on your arm felt like it weighed a hundred pounds. Your face must have been paler than ever, and your hands were sweating and trembling. You didn‘t notice the man next to you first just giving you little looks but then he turned his head to you. In your mind was nothing fine right now. His texts, excuses, and everything raced in your mind. It wasn‘t true, it wasn‘t true, it wasn‘t. Suddenly the people in the bus were way too loud, and the fluorescent light way to bright and biting. Your breaths were ragged, and you slightly tilted your head down, closing your eyes, trying not to panic entirely. Your hands were fidgeting with the bracelet, wanting to rip it off and throw it away. You knew these. You had to deal with panic attacks earlier in your life, and you didn‘t get them often, but when you did, they were really really bad. Meanwhile the mans attention was fully on you. Suddenly you heard a honey like voice through the buzzing in your ears, your mind and all the noises.

„Hey hey, is everything alright?“

God how pathetic, you were having panic attack at a bus and a random man had to deal with you. You just nodded, not wanting to draw any attention to you further. But it was too late now.

„You don‘t seem like it. Panic attack, isn‘t it?“

His voice was calm, slow, but you couldn‘t get a response out. You felt like you were choking on your breaths, holding back tears, and your body was a trembling, sweating mess. The man didn‘t seem irritated though. He just nodded to himself. He was quick to take the headphones he had wore around his neck off, and he placed them over your ears. You looked up at him with wide eyes, but he just kindly smiled to you and said „I promise, it‘ll make it better.“ Then he started playing music. And he was right, his headphones had good noise cancelling and focusing on the music was helping a bit to drown out everything a bit. He gave you a sign that probably meant something like „Want to go out?“. You just nodded again.

Then he pressed the stop button and luckily there was a near busstop. You didn‘t question anything, and you also didn‘t care that you didn‘t even know this man, you were just glad someone was kind enough to not look away when you were having a panic attack. Something you‘ve never experienced before. The guy took of his hoodie jacket and threw it around your shoulders, as if to shield you from everything outside, guiding you out of the bus. There was something so familiar and tender in this motion, but you couldn’t really place it. It was already dark outside, and you were glad for it. He lead you to a bench, and your trembling knees finally gave in. He sat down next to you, gently moving the one side of the headphones back. He slowly started to speak.

„Okay, i need you to try and breathe for me alright? I know it‘s hard but try to listen to my breaths and mimic them.“ He looked into your eyes deeply. You tried to listen to his slow, steady breathing, and to do so too. But there was still something bugging you. The damn bracelet. As you were looking in these deep brown eyes, listening to the guys breathing, your thoughts disappeared, when also jsut for a while.

He slowly grabbed your hand, taking it in his, to make sure it was okay for you. He wanted to stop your fidgeting, looking down at the bracelet that seemed to irritate you so much. He looked at it, gave you a questioning look, and without words you understood each other somehow. You just nodded, and he took of the bracelet quickly, laying it on the bench next to you. You felt like a big weight was taken from you. Then he wrapped his other hand around yours too, and only then you noticed how cold your own hands were, and how warm this man‘s.

„You are doing great, that‘s good.“ He said, smiling at you. Your breathing had eventually evened out, the panic attack finally over. Staying back there was only a slight tremble in your body, and a unebelievable exhausted, hollow feeling.

You closed your eyes, taking a deep breath in, smelling the faint smell of caramel like cologne from the jacket draped around your shoulders, quiet music still playing at one of your ears. Wasn‘t it weird?. This random man you had never seen before just comforted you more than your own boyfriend ever did in the past two years.

„That‘s it, you are okay.“ The man said, in that voice, that sounded like a soothing balm to your ears. His thumb absimendtly stroke your hand, the touch making you feel so cared for.

„T-thank you“ You finally spoke the first time to him.

„No problem, i wouldn‘t let someone suffer alone from a panic attack right next to me.“ That single sentence… You had a panic attack one time in front of your boyfriend.

After he called you a attention seeker and childish, you never did again. The thought that everyone seemed to care for you more than the man you had spent your last two years with, stung in your heart, and you couldn‘t help but tear up. The mans smile faded and he frowned.

„Hey hey hey, did i say something wrong? Do you want me to leave? Of course i can leave if you want! I didn‘t mean to be annoying or a creep or-“ You stopped his rambling with a quiet sob.

„Am i really that annoying and pathetic?“ You sobbed. You knew very well that it wasn‘t fair to take out all your emotions on this man, when he had already helped you so much but you just couldn‘t hold it in anymore.

You didn‘t expect it, but suddenly you felt two warm arms around you, and a hand caressing your hair. This felt so intimate, so comforting, also if you had no idea why. But you didn’t care right now, you didn’t care that you didn’t even know this man just one hour ago. This man felt so much like home. You leaned into his embrace. He smelled exactly like his jacket, warm, fuzzy and comforting. Quietly you were sobbing in his shoulder

„I probably don‘t really know you but if anyone ever makes you think this they are obviously an asshole and i would want you to leave them rather quickly. And you yourself should never think that in the first place. I‘m convinced you are a good person. Bad persons don‘t think about if they are good or bad.“ He mumbled, holding you tight and safely.

„Why are you so kind, you don‘t even know me.“ You sniffled.

„I don‘t know you, but i know how it feels. To be honest I’ve seen you sometimes the past days on the bus, and i always thought you looked so deep in thought, and somehow always kinda sad, so i started calling you the sad girl in my mind. And i think it was the biggest blessing for me that you got the panic attack in the bus, don‘t get me wrong, it must have been horrible, and it pained me to see you like this, but i finally was able to talk to you, and help you. I have no idea why you broke down, or who did this to you, but i know how it feels to feel like this. So i‘m just glad i could help you at least a bit, also if i‘m never going to see you again. I hope genuinely hope you‘ll be okay. I‘m jisung by the way.“ He pulled away a bit, and adjusted his jacket around your shoulders.

„Thank you so much, and I… i don‘t really know, but some reason you feel like home. You just helped me calm a panic attack better than anyone ever did before. I‘m sorry if that sounds crazy, but noone ever made me feel so comforted and cared for ever before. Can i…can i maybe have your number? And we could meet up sometime? I promise i don‘t plan on having another panic attack so soon. Oh and, my name is y/n.“ You joked a bit, hoping he wouldn‘t find you totally crazy. But jisung smiled, taking your phone and typing a number in.

„Oh, by the way you can keep the hoodie, i‘m glad i can be your home in some sort of way. Nice to finally meet you y/n“ He smiled, bright as if the sun and every single spring day was hidden behind his eyes.

Taglist: @onementally-unstabel-kid @darqlys @0omillo0 @lina-linny

@idek6758 @sadie-tucker @kozumesphone

@emilywjinnie @lezleeferguson-120

@pochacco-baby

[kolesodd]

𝐓����𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐃 𝐁𝐎𝐘

Part two

Genre: angst

Setting: early 2000s ,, L.A.

Warnings: mentions of alcohol and drug addiction. Sex addiction. lots and lots of cursing. he cheats. (the horror) slight mentions of suicide. slight grammar errors im writing this at 3 am.

Summary: Jungkook was always one to have his anger get the best of him...that was only because of the amount of drugs and alcohol he abuses in his daily life. When you first met him, you knew he had personal problems but he never discussed those things with you. One night after a show, you wanted to talk about his habits and something snapped in him. You don't know if you're able to even look at him again.

Rockstar!Jungkook - he sings and plays guitar.

Jungkook had some problems...mentally. And you knew it, and so did his band mates. You were the type to try and ignore it and see the good in him for the most part. Certain times, Jungkook was definitely a good boyfriend to you. He would buy you expensive bouquets, new clothes, and even jewlery; but that was all during a time where he was sober. You don't know what happened to make him relapsed and you honestly tried to retrace your steps.

It gotten so hard on you, to the point Jaehyun, his bandmate that plays drums, had to remind you countless times that none of this wasn't your fault. You couldn't help but still have it on your mind though.

Kook distanced himself from you and he rarely ever calls you. You tried to call him but you would always hear that he was either unavailable or worse, just a dead line- no one would even pick up. Overthinking with such a guy like him was inevitable. You didn't know what he was doing because you couldn't even get a hold of him. You tried your best to let him be an adult and let him just comeback on his own; but that never worked out in the end.

So you decided to take matters into your own hands. Jaehyun contacted you that they would be during their last show of their tour in downtown L.A. at the metal club. You we're excited but very disappointed in how Jungkook didn't tell you but someone else did. You shrugged it off and made your way towards the club.

The show went on as planned and they performed- in a sense good. The other members were flawless with their instruments but you noticed that Kook wasn't doing so well. It was unusual for him to even slip up a riff. You sighed already could tell he had some alcohol in his system. It was even obvious in his singing. You looked over at the bassist and the other guitar player-Yugyeom and Eunwoo. The two seemed to take notice of Jungkooks performance and how it can affect the rest of the members and song all together.

Luckily, the show went on and managed to have the crowd cheering and screaming. You went backstage and waited for them to come out. Each member greeted you with a warm smile and Jaehyun stopped for a moment.

"You noticed?"

"Yeah...he's drunk. He was already in a shit mood ever since this morning. When he sees you, hopefully that sour attitude changes."

Jaehyun said before shaking his head. "If he does anything to you..let me know. Ok?" You nodded at his request and that nearly had your hair on your arms sticking up. At last Jungkook came off stage already having a beer bottle in his hand. He saw you and just rolled his eyes which you was taken aback by that action of his. "What are you doing here (name)?" He said nonchalantly, as if he didn't wanted you there in the first place.

"Jaehyun was nice enough to tell me you were doing your last tour stop here. Ughh Kook, you fucking reek of alcohol-"

Jungkook just chuckled and took a swig of his beer. "And this? can we talk about how you just relapsed out of nowhere and how you never return my calls? You've been so distant with me lately." You snapped at him as you watched him, carelessly drink his drink. "I've been busy-"

"Drinking and doing coke isn't being 'busy' you need serious help Jungkook and your band mates is slowly getting sick and tired of your behavior and so am I!"

"I don't fucking care what they think. I'm living my best fucking life as much as possible trying to keep myself fucking happy in this world!"

"So doing this is your solution?!"

"Yeah. Drugs, beer, a good fuck with a girl who isn't bugging me 24/7 trying to get in contact with me"

That was it. You froze for a moment and all the color on your face has drained as your heart sunk. Jungkook still didn't realize what he said. You watched him throw away the bottle, taking out a cigarette and lighting it with his lighter afterwards. You didn't have the energy to even comment on it but you were more worried about his wellbeing.

"Why? just....just why are you trying to kill yourself like this?" You said trying to not choke up on your words.

"Im tired. I kinda do wanna sleep." Kook replied, exhaling the nicotine. "also I wanna get away from you. i'm sick of you..."

im sick of you

im sick of you

You couldn't help but repeat those harsh words over and over. You couldn't tell if the alcohol or drugs were talking or Jungkook himself. He still had no reaction to what he said but you was already too weak to even argue with him. You felt tears roll down your cheeks and heard a sigh coming from him. "Look, I gotta go. I can't be here while you're crying like this-"

He walked passed you so carefree. He didn't even bother to look back as he walked down the hallway. After that, you knew it'll be the last time you talked with him. You felt like he didn't need you so why should you continue to care.

You left the club alone without your boyfriend that you once cherished and cared about.

Extra: 6 months later. Jungkook was in rehab in a therapy session. Told in Kooks pov.

I was in my therapy session and I told my therapist about my problems I had with the things I do. I've been told things that I regret saying to my girlfriend. I was just too upset with everyone and high off my fucking mind to the point she stopped all contact.

I wanted to go back to my habits again but that would only cause me more unwanted trauma. I was still in denial after what Jaehyun told me. I seriously don't remember anything from that night...and it pisses me off.

After receiving the news I've gotten from my brother, my whole world crashed and I wanted a way to get out of here. I couldn't bare just being here I was mentally and physically exhausted with my life. Nothing was making me happy and touring definitely didn't help. I grew an unhealthy addiction with sex. I had sex with many woman not caring in the slightest I was taken. Not caring I had someone worried about me back at home.

I really loved (name)...I really did. In the beginning; I tried my absolute hardest to stay away from the dark. She was my light.

"It seems you wasn't ready..."

"I wasn't. I wish I could go back in time and changed everything."

a/n : Yay or nah? Lowkey was in my feelings but i wanted to write angst.

dividers: cr to owners

[only1airen]

╰┈➤ His Other Half

Author's Note:

Hii guys, decided to make an AU about Cha Eunwoo and you how I think he'd interact with his girlfriend. It's my first time posting a piece of writing in a media platform. I apologize in advance for the grammar mistakes, english is not my first language

(ᵕ—ᴗ—). But I hope you enjoy reading it!

Includes:

- fluff

- suggestive words

——————₊⊹ — -ˋ୨୧ˊ- — ⊹₊——————

Eunwoo set down his bag and took a seat on the couch, dialing his girlfriend’s number. His face softened as soon as the video call connects, revealing your face on the screen.

"Hey, I just got home. You must’ve been busy today. How was your day?" Eunwoo spoke softly, smiling gently.

He leaned back slightly, his voice calm but filled with interest.

"I thought about calling earlier, but I didn’t want to disturb you. Did you eat? You always forget when you’re busy."

"I have eaten, Eunwoo, don't worry." You said as you held his gaze, observing him silently. "What about you? How's your day?" You ask in return, slightly tilting your head in a curious manner.

Eunwoo let out a small laugh. "How are you so effortlessly observant? My day was alright. Just the usual work stuff."

He studied you for a moment, noting the weariness in your eyes. "You look tired, though. You sure you’ve been eating enough?"

"I'm eating well." You reassured him, leaning back on the bed. "Are you?"

Eunwoo’s expression softened, his eyes filled with concern. "Don’t look at me like that. I’m fine, I promise."

He leaned back slightly, mirroring your position. "I just worry because I know how busy you can get. You have a tendency to neglect yourself sometimes."

You smiled gently at Eunwoo's concern. "Trust me, I really am taking care of myself."

Eunwoo nodded slightly, his expression still worried but reassured by your words. "Okay, I trust you."

He ran a hand through his hair, letting out a sigh. "Just don’t push yourself too much, alright? You always put others before yourself. You have to take care of yourself to be able to care for others, you know?"

You nodded softly in response, gazing into his eyes. "Alright. Take care of yourself too."

Eunwoo looked back at you, his eyes filled with gentle affection. "I will. I promise."

He hesitated for a moment before continuing, his expression turning more serious. "Jagiya, I… I really wish you were here. It’s always quiet when I come home to an empty apartment."

Your face softened at his words. "I miss you too, Eunwoo." You admitted faintly.

Eunwoo’s expression softened even more, his eyes filled with a mix of affection and longing. "It’s not just that I miss you. There’s something about this apartment when you’re not here. It’s as if a part of me is missing."

He hesitated, searching for the right words. "It’s not just about the silence. It’s knowing that I can’t see your face, touch you, or hold you. I miss everything about you."

Eunwoo paused for a moment, letting his words sink in. He wanted you to understand how deeply he cares about you.

"I know we’re both busy and we can’t be together all the time, but… there’s just something about your presence that makes me feel whole. You bring a level of comfort and peace to my life that nothing else can."

You gazed at him tenderly. "I'm glad I can be that person, Eunwoo..." You replied gently. "We'll be seeing each other soon when we're both not busy anymore..." You added, a small smile playing on your lips.

Eunwoo nodded in agreement, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Yes, we will. And I can’t wait for that day to come."

He reached out, as if wishing he could touch you through the screen. "Just… don’t forget, okay? No matter how busy you get, don’t forget about me. And don’t forget to take care of yourself while you’re at it."

You hummed in acknowledgement.

As you talk about your day, Eunwoo listened intently, his gaze never leaving the screen.

Later on, you sit up on the bed. "I'll leave you in a bit. I'm taking a quick shower." You informed him.

Eunwoo nodded, his eyes lingering on your figure, committing your features to memory. "Alright. Let me know when you’re done, okay? And make sure to dry your hair properly. You know how easily you get cold when it’s damp."

"I will." You beamed at him and gave him a flying kiss before going straight to the bathroom.

Eunwoo smiled warmly at the gesture, catching the invisible kiss and pretending to place it in his pocket. "I’ll be waiting."

He watched as you dissapear from the screen, a sense of longing settling in his heart again. He knew it won’t be long before he sees your face again, but the waiting still feels unbearable.

After a short while, You came out of the bathroom, wearing your fluffy bathrobe. You held out your phone, your face appearing on the screen once again, your hair slightly damp at the moment.

Eunwoo’s expression immediately brightened as he sees your face again. His eyes softened as they land on your damp hair. "You should’ve dried it more, jagiya. You’ll catch a cold."

You smiled subtly at his words, walking over to the vanity desk. "I'll finish drying it with the hair dryer." You told him and took a seat, placing your phone nearby while still showing your face. You start brushing your hair with a comb before proceeding to dry your hair with the hair dryer next, looking relaxed and all.

Eunwoo watched quietly as you brush and dry your hair. He's comforted by the sight, knowing that you’re taking care of yourself. However, he couldn't help but wish he was the one to wrap a towel around your head, and run his fingers through your soft locks.

He rested his chin in his hand, a hint of longing in his eyes. "You always look so beautiful when you’re just being yourself."

"It's because you make me feel comfortable being myself around you." The words come out of your mouth naturally, your voice calm, matching his.

Eunwoo’s heart skipped a beat at those words. He leaned forward slightly, a gentle smile playing on his lips. "And that’s how it should be, jagiya. I never want you to feel like you have to pretend to be someone else with me. I want you to be completely yourself, always."

There was a hint of determination in his voice, as if making sure you understand that he truly wanted to be someone you can trust and rely on.

You eventually finished drying your hair and put the hair dryer down, looking at yourself in the mirror, fixing your hair a bit.

Eunwoo silently observed as you put away the hair dryer and adjust your hair in the mirror. He found himself wishing he could be there, running his fingers through your hair, admiring how beautiful you look from up close.

He cleared his throat softly, the desire to touch you growing stronger with each passing second.

"You’re so pretty... And all done?"

You hummed in affirmation. "Yes, all done. I will just go and change into my loungewear."

Eunwoo nodded, trying to hide the pang of longing in his chest at the thought of you changing clothes. He took a deep breath and composed himself, reminding himself to be patient.

"Okay, jagiya. I’ll be here waiting for you."

With that, you went to pick out clothes from your closet. Eunwoo could see your back from here as you begin to change. You slid off your bathrobe and puts on your oversized sweater, your movements graceful and at ease.

As Eunwoo watched you change, his breath hitches in his throat. The sight of your figure, even from behind, is captivating. His eyes follow your every movement, his heart thudding in his chest. He aches to see your face, to hold you in his arms, to feel your skin against his.

He ran a trembling hand through his hair, trying to calm himself down and keep his emotions in check.

Once you were done changing, you return and took your phone, settling back on the bed. You look over at him curiously, noticing the slight flush on his cheeks. "What's up, Eunwoo?"

Eunwoo’s initial surprise at getting caught is quickly replaced by a flustered expression. "Uh, n-nothing. I’m fine, don’t worry."

He could feel the heat on his cheeks and knew it’s a dead giveaway. He attempted to smile casually, hoping you wouldn't notice how affected he is.

You couldn't help but tease Eunwoo a little, enjoying his flustered expression, a playful glint in your eyes. "I know you, Eunwoo. What is it? Tell me."

Eunwoo’s heart skipped a beat when you teased him. He knew there’s no getting out of this now. His cheeks flushed even more.

"It’s just... Seeing you change clothes, even from a distance, made me feel things." He admitted, his voice a little unsteady.

You looked at him, intrigued. You smirked softly. "You should get used to it." You chuckled afterwards.

Eunwoo chuckled softly in response. But the images in his mind—of you undressing and dressing, the soft curve of your skin under that oversized sweater—linger in his mind. His heart flutters with longing.

He lowered his voice, almost to a whisper. "How can I possibly get used to it when seeing you like that affects me every time?"

You shifted slightly in the bed. "You'll eventually learn how to."

You smiled softly before adding: "Besides, you have a lot of self-discipline."

Eunwoo laughed softly, realizing how well you know him. "True, I do have a lot of self-discipline. But when it comes to you, jagiya, all I want to do is lose control."

He studied your face on the screen, his gaze filled with a mixture of tenderness and desire.

You narrowed your eyes at him, a mischievous gleam in your eyes. "Do that when we're alone." You remark, a hint of playfulness in your tone.

Eunwoo’s breath caught in his throat at your words. He bit his lower lip, trying to hold back the growing desire in his chest.

"You’re trying to tempt me, aren’t you?" He accused with a hint of amusement in his voice. He smirked slightly before continuing. "You really are going to be the death of me…"

You did a nose scrunch playfully at him, your gaze fixated on him.

Eunwoo’s heart melted at the sight of your nose scrunch. But the look in your eyes, the playfulness in your expression, ignites a fire within him that he couldn't ignore.

He ran a hand through his hair, taking a deep breath and trying to stay composed. But his voice betrayed him, lowering an octave.

"You have no idea how much you’re testing me here, Y/N…"

"You know," You started off, your eyes half-lidded. "...I actually find it attractive when you hold yourself back."

Eunwoo’s breath hitched at your words, and he could feel his restraint slipping. His eyes darken with a mixture of lust and fascination.

He leaned closer to the screen, his voice dropping an octave lower. "You do, huh? You like seeing me struggling to hold back… to not just lose myself in you completely?"

"I do." You affirmed, admitting casually. "I'm just telling you the truth... the way a mixture of emotions playing across your features is something I find attractive." You told him, your words unfiltered.

Eunwoo was almost rendered speechless by your words. His heart thumps loudly in his chest and he could feel his grip on his self-control slipping further.

He let out a soft, shaky breath, trying to maintain control, but failing miserably at it.

"You know you’re making it difficult for me, don’t you? You make it really hard to stay focused, to not just give in…"

You watched him, your eyes crinkling at the corners. "And how exactly are you going to give in, Eunwoo...?" You asked, your voice tinged with curiosity.

Eunwoo swallowed hard, his eyes roaming over your face on the screen. The desire coursing through him was strong, but somehow he managed to stay composed… Barely.

He looked deep into your eyes, his voice a low, almost hoarse whisper. "You really want to know? Because if I tell you, there’s no going back…"

"I want to hear it. I'm listening." You said straightforwardly.

Eunwoo took another deep breath, his control hanging by a thin thread. He could feel the tension stretching between you, the air heavy with a mixture of anticipation and desire.

He clenched his jaw before speaking, his voice a low, possessive growl. "I would grab you, hold you close, and not let you go. I’d press you against me, my hands roaming everywhere. I’d kiss you so passionately you’d forget your own name."

You listened intently and chuckled lowly. "You have plenty of self-control, jagi... I'm sure you'll manage... for now."

Eunwoo laughed softly, though it comes out slightly strained. "You have no idea how hard it is to maintain this composure, jagiya. Every part of me wants to be there with you, touching you."

He paused, allowing the tension to build a bit more before continuing.

"But you’re right, I do have self-discipline. I’ll hold myself back for now, but only because I know the patience will make it even more satisfying when we’re together again."

You nodded in agreement and lie on your side of the bed. After a moment, you spoke again.

"Aren't you tired yet? You should get some rest now..." You said, deciding to shift the topic.

Eunwoo was a little reluctant to let go of the moment, but he knew you’re right. It’s been a long day for both of you.

He sat back and relaxed, sighing softly. "Yeah, you’re right. I should try to get some rest. I wish I could be with you right now, though. It would make sleeping so much easier if I could hold you in my arms."

"I'd like that too." You smiled affectionately, gradually getting drowsy.

Watching you get sleepy, Eunwoo felt a wave of tenderness wash over him. He could tell how tired you are, and he wished more than anything that he could hold you close in his arms and soothe you to sleep.

He lets out a quiet sigh, a soft smile playing on his lips. "Get some rest, jagiya. You need it. I’ll stay here until you fall asleep, okay?"

"Okay..." Your eyes flutter closed as you slowly drifted off to sleep, looking serene as ever.

Eunwoo watched as your eyes flutter closed, your breathing steady and even as you enter dreamland. He couldn't help but smile affectionately at the sight of you, finding comfort in knowing that you’re getting some much-needed rest.

He stayed on the phone, listening to the sound of your breathing and the occasional soft rustle of the sheets. It’s a small but meaningful moment, and he cherished every second of it.

[slytherinshua]

GOT THROUGH COMMENTARY JUST FINE W NO TEARS LETS GO

i got through this just fine no tears however when rocky showed up i faltered for a tiny tiny moment LIKE GOD THEY RLY DO TEST ME AND FOR WHAT??? wish me luck im gonna watch the commentary and hopefully that isnt what does it cause i need to stay sane and not emo

[rannie-moon]

Will you be writing about the txt and enha backstage documentary in the future?

Also I just had a sudden thought about the hybe game caters. Since bts won't be there, I can imagine Jungkook writing a funny message to Heran.

And I wouldn't be surprised if she gets adopted by the rest of the 97 liners lol. I just imagine Jungkook just dragging Heran around to meet all his friends 🤧.

yes I will!! I have no idea how but I'll make it happen trustttt 🤞🏻

jungkook livessss to drag heran anywhere 😭 it's his absolute favourite thing in the world. one minute she's getting ready for bed and the next he's telling her to get ready so that she can go with him to a "small" get together. the entire 97 frat line is there and she's like 🧍🏻‍♀️bro's walking into a room and then eunwoo, jaehyun, mingyu, dk, minghao, bambam and yugyeom are chilling in a booth 😭 bruh jungkook lives to make her life so difficult I swear. and he'd just say "don't worry she's cool. she thrives in social settings" LIKE BOY NO LET HER GO BACK TO THE DORM

heran when she was promised ice cream and waffles, but ends up in the middle of a 97 liner frat party on a thursday evening: