#hyunsung drabble

[chrisbangsbf]

Hyunjin/Jisung

Explicit | 910 words

TAGS: semi crack fic, Santa's elves! hyunsung, Christmas magic, double sided dildo, food fucking (literally), magic aphrodisiac (?), rimming, being walked in on by Santa

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"I can't believe you've done this," Hyunjin laughs, holding the candy cane dildo Jisung had just created in his hands, turning it over to examine its perfection.

The sweat on his palms is already making it stick to him a little, and he would grimace if he wasn't already so turned on. Rolling his eyes at himself for even considering Jisung's little idea in the first place, Hyunjin hands the dildo back to him.

Jisung had used a little Christmas magic to turn one of their double sided dildos into a real candy cane. All the dildo texture was still there and everything, but it was just... hard, and made of candy.

Unbelievable. He truly has an exceptional mind.

"Hey, you're the one who put the image of you fucking me with a bundle of candy canes in my head to begin with!" Jisung pouts, crossing his arms over the swell of his chest and cocking his hip, and looking positively edible doing so. The little bell on his hat jingles with the movement, and Hyunjin grins with amusement.

"Santa is gonna be pissed," Hyunjin says while pushing his pants down and kicking them off his ankles in a hurry. They probably don't have much time before the higher up elves start trying to find where they've run off to, or even worse, the jolly man himself.

Hyunjin can't even really complain though, especially not when Jisung was thoughtful enough to offer lube with a matching flavor to go along with the candied dildo.

Jisung beams as he watches the other elf strip bare and lay back on the bed, spreading his legs to toy with his own hole eagerly. "You seem more excited than me!"

"It's hot that you're so reckless," Hyunjin groans, hating to admit that the other is probably right. He's excited. "You gonna get your tasty little ass over here or not?" he teases, a mess of giggles bubbling up out of his throat without permission. The smell of peppermint always gets him excited.

Jisung doesn't have to be asked twice. He throws his clothes to the side and crawls up into the bed as well, excitement buzzing under his skin at the prospect of it all. He watches Hyunjin slip one end of the candy cane into his slippery hole with a moan, his face twisting in pleasure. He scoots as close as possible, their balls touching, and lays a sticky hand against Hyunjin's hip. The smell of peppermint is almost dizzying.

"It feels so good," Hyunjin hisses, licking his beautifully plump, glossy lips.

After a few moments of adjusting to the girth of the candy cane, he reaches forward and spreads the lube across Jisung's entrance as well before slipping a couple of long fingers inside. Jisung whimpers as Hyunjin plays with his prostate, sticky fingers stretching him open with determination and accuracy.

When the candy cane dildo finally slips into him as well, he can't help but release a needy whine in response. Hyunjin rocks against him, making the candy shift inside both of them, and it feels incredible. Jisung grabs onto one of Hyunjin's outstretched, lanky legs to ground himself, already almost overwhelmed with pleasure.

Perhaps the magic has made them extra sensitive… or maybe it's like an aphrodisiac or something. They didn't know. Jisung definitely didn't read the fine print.

"Oh fuck, Jisungie. I'm gonna cum," Hyunjin wails, throwing his head back as his hips roll and buck wildly.

The warmth of being inside them, mixed with the wetness of lube has made the candy melt significantly, red stickiness seeping out of their holes and onto their asscheeks, making them messily stick together each time their skin touches. Which is with every movement.

"Me too," Jisung cries out, feeling the candy drag against his prostate in the most perfect way. He's almost delirious with need.

Their orgasms wash over them quickly, cum dribbling out all over each other and making even more of a mess than before. The two let the candy slip out of them before sitting up to kiss each other tenderly, smearing the melted sugar against the sheets even farther.

"Do you think we are on the naughty list yet?" Hyunjin asks, hoping that maybe Santa will punish them for this if so. That man knows way too much.

"I hope so." Jisung smirks mischievously, pushing Hyunjin back against the bed again and crawling up to straddle his face. He chuckles and turns around the other way before dropping down to lick the sweetness from Hyunjin's balls, tongue dragging over his puffy rim. "But if not, we'd surely have to be after this.

Hyunjin hums in agreement and wraps his arms around Jisung's thighs before pulling him down to tongue hungrily at his hole and slurp up the melted candy, eager to continue despite their matching sensitivity.

And with Hyunjin digging his tongue inside him like this, swirling it around, Jisung feels like he could probably cum again. He grinds against his face ever so slightly and lets his own sweetened drool run down to Hyunjin's abused hole from where he's laying, open mouthed and panting, against his taint.

High on sugar and adrenaline, and also probably the magic, neither of them even react to the sound of heavy footsteps coming closer from the end of the hallway… not even paying any mind when the door knob twists and there's a familiar huff of disappointment at the door.

[versitywrites]

Hyunsung snow drabble

“This is terrible.”

Hyunjin’s head pops up to see Jisung leaning on the handle of his shovel, sulkily looking out at the rest of the driveway they still have to clear. They’re nowhere near done even if they’ve already cleared quite a big part of it, but Hyunjin can’t say he minds the work much. It’s therapeutic in a way, focusing on nothing but the shovel, the rhythmic motion of scooping and throwing aside, scooping and throwing aside.

It’s not very surprising that Jisung got bored of it; meditation’s not for him either. Though he held out longer than Hyunjin would have perhaps betted on, had there been anyone to bet with. As it is, the rest of their friends have yet to arrive, Jisung and him the only ones with extra time off that they ended up deciding to spend together - because why not? Every moment spent together is a better moment than when it’s spent alone, even if the other person is Jisung.

Lately, Hyunjin’s been thinking he might actually mean especially when the other person is Jisung.

“This isn’t so bad,” he decides to say. The noise that Jisung’s throat produces is something half a whine and mainly a groan. It makes Hyunjin laugh, like most things Jisung does do.

“This is terrible!” Jisung insists, past Hyunjin’s laughter, pout growing full force on his face now. He’s probably not aware he’s doing it, is probably aiming for something more like displeasure or anger, but all it serves is to make him look like a child trying to convince its parents to take their side.

“You can go inside then,” Hyunjin decides to offer. Jisung’s head pops back up, eyes wide and shiny. His expression isn’t one of delight, however, but rather his mouth opens slightly in what is more likely shock.

“By myself!?” This, clearly, is unacceptable. Hyunjin finds himself laughing again. Jisung’s features fold back into their earlier pout, this time with the added furrow of his brow that indicates a hint of genuine upset.

“Stop laughing at me!” He demands. Hyunjin’s laughter dies out.

“I’m not laughing at you,” he says immediately. “Being with you just makes me happy.”

It’s enough to soothe any ruffled feathers, Jisung’s expression visibly softening, as does his nearly defensive stance. It’s not been that long since they’ve stopped antagonising each other so easily, and Hyunjin finds Jisung is still surprised every time he says something genuinely nice. He can’t blame him, Hyunjin’s still surprised every time Jisung says something genuinely nice. But then; he doesn’t do it often.

His heartfelt, nice words are kept for late night moments of vulnerability or those random high-energy confessions of his deepest, darkest secrets in a moment of adrenaline. Hyunjin cherishes each of those moments deeply because they happen so rarely.

“You can go inside if you’re tired of it, Sung, but I’m going to finish this up. I don’t want the others to arrive and have trouble getting the cars parked.”

Jisung’s lips automatically purse into a little pout again, but this one’s pensive as he gazes over the remainders of the driveway once more. “Alright,” he concedes moments later. “I’ll help you finish it up.”

Hyunjin knows better than to ask again, and Jisung’s already back at the shoveling anyway, so he turns his gaze back down as well and tries to find his rhythm once more.

-

“This is terrible.”

Hyunjin’s laugh is instant this time, but mainly because he really can’t disagree. He turns bodily around, letting himself slump entirely against his friend’s frame and briefly pressing his face into Jisung’s hair. It earns him a returned laugh and an arm coming up to wrap around his body, ice cold fingers soon pressing against his neck.

He squeaks, laughs and then retaliates by slipping his own fingers under Jisung’s sweater and against his stomach.

“You’re terrible,” he counters even as Jisung’s muscles contract under his touch and there’s incoherent yelling just beneath his ear.

“Hyunjin!” The cry is a scolding one, but Jisung doesn’t really pull away. In fact, Jisung lets him nose into his hair and get closer than he usually would, still laughing lightly even as his second arm comes around Hyunjin as well, pulling him in closer.

“You said you were cold,” Hyunjin defends himself, laughter too audible in his voice to make him sound believable. “I’ve read it’s better to have skin to skin contact. You know; share body warmth.”

Jisung is full out laughing now, bright and infectious, the best sound Hyunjin’s ever heard. “What body warmth?” He demands. “You’re frozen solid, damn you!” And still he’s not pulling away, not even attempting to push Hyunjin’s hands away nor releasing him from his grip.

“That’s only the surface, darling,” Hyunjin counters, giggles crawling up his throat to burst forth from his lips. “Underneath I’m boiling hot, I swear.”

They’re just laughing into each other’s embrace then, clinging tight even though they’re both still cold, wet and dripping slightly. The snow that had ended up in their hair during their work is all melted now and Hyunjin should really pull away to find a towel and get a change of clothes. Instead, he presses a little closer, breathes in the scent of cold and winter that Jisung is bathed in.

It’s long after the laughter subsided and they’ve just been standing there warming their fingers on each other’s skin that Jisung speaks again.

“The surface is hot too, really.”

Hyunjin’s cheeks flush, but pull up in a smile again either way. He can’t help it. Being with Jisung just makes him so happy all the damn time. Hearing him speak, seeing him have fun, witnessing his joy, his life, his wit, his everything.

“That’s because I’m so close to the hottest man alive,” he counters.

Jisung’s head moves, pulling back a little. Hyunjin does the same in order to meet his gaze. There’s a certain tension in Jisung’s jaw that wasn’t there before, a smile to his lips but it’s tentative, almost like he’s trying to make sure Hyunjin knows he’s serious.

“That’s me, actually,” he says. “I’m the one with the hottest man alive in my arms.”

The flush on Hyunjin’s cheeks deepens, his eyes roaming Jisung’s face to try and discern whether he’s taking the right meaning out of this. “Yeah?” He inquires, a gentle prod for affirmation, because he really doesn’t want to make a fool out of himself. Jisung’s only response is a single nod. He’s not moving away, he’s not moving back in, he’s just holding Hyunjin’s gaze and standing strangely still.

“How would you feel about being the one who’s kissing the hottest man alive in his arm–”

His words are cut off when Jisung promptly leans in to do exactly that, kissing the last of the words right off his lips. Hyunjin can’t help but laugh.

Because being with Jisung makes him so damn happy.

[chaniewrites]

“Who wrote this?” Hyunjin held up the notebook that's been eyeing him since he arrived, laid out, wide open, for anyone to take a peak. The Universe was double-dog-daring him at this point. Truly sick of the Universe.

“Uh, Seungmin I think,” Jisung replied without even sparing Hyunjin a glance, too busy watching some video essay on Monster High dolls or something. “Mattel really dropped the ball with these. I can't believe I was playing with hot wheels as a kid when these were literally right there.”

“I’m pretty sure you were past the point of playing with dolls at 10.”

“Who are you to delegate how old someone needs to be to play with a cool skeleton monster girl doll? What are you the doll police? Maybe go back to reading other people’s notebooks,” Jisung rolled his eyes at Hyunjin breaking his illusions of 10-year-old Jisung having the monster high doll of his dreams. “Why are you here anyways?”

“You literally asked me to hang out, idiot” He threw one of the crumbled-up papers left over from the last writing session Hellevator had.

“Yeah well, I thought Minho was going to come with you,” Jisung said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“First of all, ask him yourself next time, and secondly, ouch. You can’t just ask me to come banking on the fact that Minho will tag along. You would never do this to Felix.” Hyujin pouted at Jisung hoping the younger would feel an ounce of remorse.

“Well, I actually like spending time with Felix. Plus he doesn’t spend his time with me daydreaming about a guy he’s never met. I’m sure you can see where I'm coming from.” He finally paused the video to look up at Hyunjin. “Y’know it’s kinda sweet, in a pathetic kind of way. I could give him your-”

“Shut up, and please stop talking.”

[udaberriwrites]

Another drabble for @augusnippets' day 28!

Path of Hurt - Mind control

Fandom: Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint

Characters: Kim Dokja, 186(3)rd Yoo Jonghyuk

Timeline: 95th scenario - Alternate worldline

Rating: T

“Think only of happy memories.”

Yoo Jonghyuk goes through the motions of living, letting the voice direct him as it pleases. After 1863 regressions, it’s a relief to yield.

Something’s changing, though. The new story settles in the gaps of his fractured psyche.

Shin Yoosung looks up and smiles.

Lee Hyunsung claps someone's shoulder.

Like a field of sunflowers, the party turns to the man in the white coat.

His eyes clear.

“I understand now.”

He twists Unbroken Faith out of the man’s hands, stomps on the flowers and traps him between his arms.

“Let's make new memories together, Dokja-ya."

_

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[hwanghyunjinenthusiast]

And when I write a deeply self-indulgent drabble about HyunSung having matching nails

[ao3feed-dokhyuk]

two figures under a thousand drops

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/W3YNaCy by anista Everyones voices and chatter are muffled by the pouring rain right outside the window. The skies are all dark and covered with gray clouds. Seems like everyone forgot two more important people. Words: 460, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 8 of Joongdok Shorts Fandoms: 전지적 독자 시점 - 싱숑 | Omniscient Reader - Sing-Shong Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi Characters: Kim Dokja, Yoo Joonghyuk, Yoo Sangah, Han Sooyoung, Jung Heewon, Lee Hyunsung, Lee Gilyoung, Shin Yoosung Relationships: Kim Dokja/Yoo Joonghyuk Additional Tags: Minor Han Sooyoung/Yoo Sangah, Minor Jung Heewon/Lee Hyunsung, Fluff, Teasing, Happy, Yoo Joonghyuk is Whipped, Kim Dokja Being Kim Dokja, Pretty Kim Dokja, Short, Short & Sweet, joongdok drabbles read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/W3YNaCy

[tootsdia]

Only ours

Hwang Hyunjin x fem!idol! reader x Han Jisung

BLACKPINK, a kpop girl group that has succeeded since they debuted. With only five members they achieved world records.

Kim Jisoo, the oldest, Kim jennie, the second oldest, Rosé, the third oldest, Manoban Lalisa the second youngest and Lee Y/N, the maknae.

But there is one member that is always getting in Dating scandals. Rumors have been made that they even ended up on Dispatch. From dating a member in GOT7, in BTS, TOMMOROW by TOGETHER etc.

but you didn't date any of them, they were just all made up rumors. Infact you dated completely different people.

Hwang Hyunjin and Han jisung.

Even though you weren't even in the same entertainment Company, you three had a bond that went way back till the trainee days.

You actually auditioned for JYP, but you were sent home after a couple of years. In your trainee days you were really close with Hyunjin and Han, you sat with them in the cafeteria, you three were inseparable. so it was heart breaking leaving them.

But now you three are all one of the most famous people in the world, and with being famous means people always being in your business. but that didn't stop the three of you living your lives together and appreciating eachothers company. You go get coffee when they're practicing for them, or they give you snacks when you're writing some lyrics.

Everything is perfect. And in a few days your anniversary was coming up, not the one where you got together, but it was the anniversary when you first met eachother. So it was a bigger event.

You already prepared your presents for them and they did too, yhey really love you with all their heart, so you didn't even dare to think otherwise.

@hyunjinixo

[dean-odramaqueen-blog]

Jisung and Hyunjin: Could you shut up? We try to think

Minho: Don't worry, things take time if they are done for the first time

[thotforcsy]

paper playlists

(♡) fandom: skz (♡) pairing: jisung/felix; jisung/hyunjin; minho/chan; jisung/changbin; changbin/minho; jisung/changbin; hyunjin/minho; hyunjin/jeongin; jeongin/jisung; seungmin/felix; seungmin/minho; hyunjin/seungmin; felix/minho (♡) rating: not rated (♡) 35,450 words (♡) complete (30/30) (♡) drabble/one-shot collection - original collection on twt

“All relationships are tough. Just like with music, sometimes you have harmony and other times you have cacophony.” – If I Stay, Gayle Forman

A collection of unrelated drabbles and one shots inspired by my most streamed songs on Spotify.

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[hannburger]

➸ 𝐂𝐔𝐏𝟏𝐃𝐁𝟎𝐓

side profiles - (2/2)

1. hyunjin and changbin’s friend group

minho - seungmin - jeongin

2. jisung’s friend group

woojin - chan (woojin, changbin, and jisung follow his private)

3. big accs

3racha: popular anonymous soundcloud rap trio composed of chan, changbin, and jisung. only woojin knows their identities

CUP1DBOT: anonymous message sending account run by hyunjin

+ archery: felix, hyunjin and minho’s extracurricular. heads up: i know nothing about archery

everyone is in high school

seniors: woojin, chan

juniors: minho, changbin

sophomores: hyunjin, jisung, felix (new student), seungmin

freshman: jeongin

(master) - profiles1 / one

[astarlightmonbebe]

i needed to lose you to find me

band: stray kids

word count: 808

a/n: hhhh I’m emo over Woojin :((( and this song is stuck in my head :((

pairing: kim woojin x reader

The breaking of a relationship is always the hardest. Months or years of delicately building it up, from treading on eggshells to dancing on them. Relationships are one of the strongest things in the world, but they are also the fragilest. They are like glass: tempered to a fine point and then broken so easily, but the pieces left behind cannot put themselves together the same way. No amount of glue will make it stick.

You learned this the hard way, the pain of goodbyes that rang with finality. You learned it through Kim Woojin, a man you had thought was perfect--had that been the problem, the perfection? It had been a joke, that Woojin was god-tier, but there was harm in putting someone on a platform.

You had almost forgotten he was human.

You hated yourself for it.

Kim Woojin broke his relationship with you like this: Sunday afternoon at four p.m., at a train station.

It was raining. 

It was cold.

It was as miserable as you were.

Woojin was kind and quiet. He was gentle, hands on your shoulders so that you would look him in the eye. He said, “This isn’t your fault.” It was it was it was. 

“Do you have to leave?” You asked, tears dripping down your cheeks, eyelashes stuck together from the rain and salt. “Did I...did I push you away?” Were you tired of me? “I’m sorry, for never asking for your feelings, for ignoring you, for pushing and pushing and--”

He stopped you with a finger on your lips, eyes glimmering. He did not look sad, though you were sure you looked like a wreck. Instead, there was an air of nostalgia paired with Woojin’s usual sense of sentimentalism. He was drowning in a sweatshirt today, an old one that smelled of woodsmoke. More yours than his, at this point in your relationship.

Was it still a relationship anymore?

“You didn’t do anything, y/n.” Woojin told you. “I’m doing this so I won’t hurt you.” He turned to the train, waiting in the station. “You already know by now that I’m leaving.”

He hesitated, fingers on the watch wrapped around his wrist, a gift from one of his brothers. You had never imagined Woojin to be the one to leave. His brothers: Chan and Felix and Jeongin and Changbin and Felix and Hyunjin and Seungmin and Minho and Jisung; they were all so much louder and free spirited and filled with dreams.

To you, Woojin had always simply been, well, Woojin.

Grounded. Responsible. An amazing singer. Good at the 9 to 5 type of job. Checking every box for your ideal type. So ideal that you hadn’t tried to find anything else in his galaxy. You had a whole world in front of you and you had never bothered to explore him.

Now, you had run out of time.

“I don’t want to leave you all behind, but I have to.” Woojin explained. “I need to find my own path. I need to find out who I am without all of this. What am I without what ties me down?” He did not say it, but you could read it in his eyes: it’s eating me alive inside.

“But...you have a family here. You have me. You have a job.” What else could you possibly need?

“And I’ll always have you.” Woojin whispered, turning his bright brown eyes to yours. “Just like you’ll always have me. I’m going away in body, but not in spirit. The world won’t end just because I’m not right next to you, y/n.” He added affectionately, reaching over to peel strips of wet hair off your cheeks.

You sniffled and looked down at your soaked tennis shoes. “I’ll miss you.” You whispered. “I’ll never stop missing you.” 

“Whenever you do, just remember that I’ll always be here.” Woojin tapped your heart, hand warm against the chill of the gray and blue world surrounding the two of you. 

The train whistled a warning, and Woojin collected his bags up quickly. “You should go.” You whispered, and he nodded, turning in the direction of the train. You watched his back, his old sweatshirt, remembering all the times you had fallen asleep together, fallen asleep in it and in his arms.

Woojin stopped. He turned in the entryway to the train. Over the howling wind and rain, what would ordinary drown everything else out, you miraculously heard him:

“This isn’t the end!” He yelled. “This is just another beginning!”

This is how relationships end: messily, horribly, a stone through a window that shatters everything apart. A window that cannot be put back together, but instead has to be replaced. However, that window is still a window. It just doesn’t look how it used to.

This is how relationships end: they don’t.

End. 

[chaotic-anssiindustrial]

'Freak'

skz 1990s cult!au; Jisung is a young man, trying to find something worth living for. He meets Hyunjin in a chatroom and they both feel an instant connection. They talk about life and death, and Jisung falls a little bit in love with the witty stranger. But very soon he discovers, that Hyunjin is a cult leader, who has already chosen his path and is reluctant to forsake it even in the name of love.

or,

Jisung falls into a spiral of bitterness and darkness, the only light being Hyunjin. However, Hyunjin's goal is to extinguish his own little light and Jisung might follow him to whatever end awaits them.

[hyyunjinn]

7th grade me: aspiring author 

me now: still wants to write but forgot how to english

[udaberriwrites]

A drabble for @augusnippets' day 22!

Path of Hurt - Tearful Goodbye

Fandom: Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint

Characters: Kim Dokja's Company (RIP), Yoo Jonghyuk

Timeline: Round ??

Rating: T, tw: major character death, manipulation

Jung Heewon dies first. Judgement Time is too powerful to leave unchecked. (He has no delusions of goodness).

Han Sooyoung is next. She's an enemy so she goes unmourned. (She reads him too well. It’s never been her privilege).

Lee Gilyoung disappears one night. Shin Yoosung is killed to prevent a disaster. (They always demand too much).

Lee Hyunsung overreaches before his attribute can awaken. Yoo Sangah consumes herself too fast (Poisonous words urge them on, every insecurity rubbed raw).

Kim Dokja mourns them all and never runs out of tears.

That’s alright.

Yoo Jonghyuk’s always there to console him.

_

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what genres(?) i write :

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smut (i will not do smut for minors/ age them up.)

i can do:

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