#jongup drabble

[mymegrokosmos]

headache mv jongup lives rent free in my brain so have a little drabble about it.

You work in an office job and Jongup, the guy in the cubicle next to yours, has quickly become your favourite colleague. You've only been at the company a few months but he seems to have decided you're friends already. He's been friendly since day one, always upbeat and happy to show you where anything is or help you out with any of the processes he's familiar with. When he doesn't know how to help you he pulls his extrovert card and calls Daehyun from HR or the ever exasperated Youngjae from the Sales department to your rescue instead. You still haven’t figured out how he keeps getting them to help you but they never voice too many complaints. Your other favourite colleague, the equally effervescent Junhong from Marketing & Public Relations, might have something to do with it. You're honestly a little scared to ask, so you just haven't.

Jongup looks sweet and solemn with his pastel dress shirts and beige suits, the pants always baggy and a little oversized in a way that somehow suits only him. He likes to be comfortable and you're more than a little jealous at how easily he makes business casual also practical and cozy. How it always seems to work for him no matter how outdated or silly anyone else would look in some of his outfits.

He looks so innocent with his brown hair parted to the side and a single pair of simple hoop earrings on every day. Just one thin chain necklace with a small circular pendant. He keeps his accessories minimal, surprisingly for how his personality screams that he should be more of a fun pop of colour kind of man, for the most part. Sometimes he comes in with big chunky clear glasses perched on his pretty nose. Those days make you want to take your own off so you can’t see, in sharp focus no less, how cute he looks.

What others don't see is every time he pokes his head around the wall that separates your cubicles and that mischievous smile lights up his face. The cute sparkle in his eyes as he asks you to skive off work half an hour early or take a longer than allowed lunch with him, always citing that you work so hard you'll catch up later or that you're probably already ahead of your workload. Usually he's right and so you do join him.

He smiles this big grin full of too many teeth that makes his eyes scrunch into little crescent moons and you know that you'd do anything to make sure he never stops looking that happy again.

So no matter how much that innocence allows him to get away with, you can’t say a word because you've fallen for the little pout and doe eyes of his just as badly as every single one of his hyungs. Worse maybe. They at least seem to be able to divert his attention when they can't say no to him. You might be too under his spell to do anything but play along.

And maybe, just maybe, your heart tugs at you to say yes to everything he suggests because those few moments, those new memories, are probably all you'll ever have.

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Drabble game. 14 with Uppie.

14.  “…or we could make out….”

B.A.P Fanfic

Moon Jongup X Reader

Fluff

Word Count: 740

Happy Birthday Uppie!! and surprise drabble for you twinnie!!

You’re pouting in the middle of the arcade. You know you’re supposed to be a mature adult but you were just robbed of precious victory! Your glaring daggers at the perpetrator next to you who’s in the middle of performing his dumb celebratory dance.

“You dance like a squid” you huff, trying to be bitter and ignore how adorable he looks wiggling his body and waving his arms in delight. YOU MUST NOT LAUGH WITH THE ENEMY.

You cross your arms tighter to your chest and stalk away from the zombie shooting game, evidently the sore loser in this situation.

“Baby come back…” Jongup whines.

He easily catches you up and wraps an arm around your waist following you awkwardly as you practically pull him towards the food court. You know he is more than capable of stopping you in your tracks with the solid muscle hiding under his soft appearance and oversized sweater but he doesn’t. He’s always been the calmer one in your relationship.

You ignore him and stand in line to buy a soda.

“Are you really going to ignore me?” Jongup chuckles, stepping in front of you in the queue to force you to face him. He’s resting his hands on your shoulders and staring down at you with the puppy dog eyes he knows you can’t resist. The cute little mole on his nose scrunching up as he watches you amusedly.

“Ahh, you’re so cute when you pout” He concludes.

“I.am.not.cute” you sulk, puffing out your cheeks angrily which isn’t helping Jongup take you seriously so you try to step around him, but he’s quicker than you and steps back with the queue.

“It’s just a game, you beat me at racing and Dance Dance Revolution” He offers softly trying to win you round, but you see right through him.

“You let me win at Dance Dance Revolution, we both know you’re amazing at the game! but suddenly you ‘miss’ a few steps?” you narrow your eyes, wagging your fingers to emphasise your point “I’m on to you Moon!”

He sighs at you but he’s still smiling, he runs a hand through his hair and suddenly pulls you out of the line and into a corner behind an old Pac Man machine.

“So what if I let you win, it’s just a game. I have much more fun joking around with my dorky girlfriend than focusing on winning a silly game” he protests, pushing a strand of hair behind your ears and grasping your hands tightly as they rest in your lap.

You always end up speechless when he gets serious with you, so you nod in agreement, shocked by his sudden sincerity. The annoyance of the lost game dissipating and your heart fluttering at the sudden change of tone.

“Hey, did you know I can fit the entire world in my hands?”

You shake your head, about to ask him what he’s talking about so off topic. But. Then he reaches out and cups your face.

Oh. You swallow hard. Biting your lip to hold back the overwhelming feelings inside you as Jongup warm hands embrace your cheeks and eye smiles down at you. You feel loved. You also feel silly for overreacting.

“I’m sorry I took it so seriously…” you breathe, voice barely at a whisper, “…can we start over, soda my treat?”

Jongup nods grinning widely, he leans down to your eye level, face to face until your noses brush.

“We could do that…” he starts, and then he’s pressing his lips softly against yours. His kiss starts off tenderly as he cups your face, but then the mood changes and the kiss deepens. His tongue slipping past your lips forcing your arms to wrap around his waist as you hold onto him for dear life. He kisses you so hard that your head spins. When he finally pulls away you’re in a daze.

“…or we could make out….” He finishes. Pressing an affectionate peck on the top of your head.

Your still intoxicated from the taste of his lips and feel of his hands, you feel like your floating but the moment is quickly over when Jongup suddenly yells bursting your loved up bubble.

“LAST ONE TO DANCE DANCE REVOLUTION IS A ROTTEN EGG!” and dashes away.

That shit.

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A kiss for good luck? (x Jongup)

B.A.P’s Jongup

Word count: 720 words

Genre: Drabble, Fluff, Gender neutral

Little note: I truly hope you enjoy this! I’m sorry it took me so long to write it!

It was comeback day. Jongup had been practicing his butt off for the past month, along with all the guys. You'd been there along the way, waiting for him at the corner of the room during rehearsals and making sure he looked out for his health and got some rest in between. Or at least trying to...

He had invited you to come watch the recording of their comeback stage. When you got to the place, you texted him, saying you had arrived. You didn't know why but you were nervous. Nervous for him and nervous to be there. Everything was crazy. Cameras everywhere, people running around, props, hair extensions, clothes... Ah, it was insane. You wished he'd come meet up with you and save you from that whole craziness but you also knew there was a huge chance he'd be too busy to do so.

You looked around, holding your phone against your chest between both hands but then decided to put it away in your pocket. To try to distract yourself, you peeked towards the stage, to see the set-up, interlacing your fingers in front of yourself. Where you shaking? You were most likely shaking. The stage looked pretty though. There were plants all over the back and smoke was starting to form on the floor. Unconsciously, you started nibbling at your bottom lip, deciding to just settle there and wait for Jongup to be done with everything. Did he have any other schedules after? Who knew? But he most likely did...

"Hey!" A soft voice called, not very far from you.

Surprised, you looked over your shoulder only to find Jongup quickly making his way towards you. He was all dressed up, make-up done and even wearing light blue contacts. His hair was also done though some little clips still remained at the front, to keep it in place. He also seemed calm, probably more than used to all of that by now.

"Hi!" You answered, turning around to face him.

Seeing him made your heart jump and your chest was filled with this pleasant, warm feeling. When he offered you a big smile, you found yourself mirroring it.

"You came!" He beamed, reaching out to hug you tight.

You slipped your arms around his torso, closing your eyes for a moment. He smelled of hair products and cologne and you wished you could stay in his arms forever.

"Of course I did. How could I not come?" You answered.

He gave your frame a little gentle squeeze and then pulled back, although keeping his arms around you.

"Root for me, will you?" He asked, leaning down a little bit to be at eye level with you.

You nodded affirmatively with a little hum and he smiled big once again. Although after a few seconds, he pursed his lips, in thought it seemed.

"Can I ask you something?" He questioned, seeming to study your eyes.

His gaze was powerful with those contacts on.

"Sure." You answered, with a little nod.

He seemed to hesitate for a moment, glancing down but soon meeting your eyes again, lips curving the slightest at the corners, giving him a gentle and tender look.

"A kiss for good luck?" He asked softly.

You felt your heart melt inside your chest and your lips curve into a smile. You moved one hand, reaching up to cup his cheek.

"Of course." You agreed.

You stood on your tip toes and got closer, soon gently pressing your lips to his. You felt him adjusting his arms around you, pulling you closer against him by the waist as he pressed his lips further against yours, stealing a couple more of kisses when you parted from the first one.

"Thank you." He whispered tenderly against your mouth.

That was all he could say because seconds after the rest of the crew was coming over, Youngjae soon dragging him away with a little 'come on, you love bird, we're up'. All of them waved at you as they dragged Jongup away onto the stage.

"Let's have lunch after!" He yelled back and you answered with a nod and a silly smile.

You stuck around while until he came out, your heart happily beating inside your chest at the rhythm of the bright song they were promoting.

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[4:34am] “Jongup, this is silly,” you huff, frustrated at your own inability to follow the steps correctly, but happy to hold him close.

He shushes you gently, stroking your waist and helping you sway in time to the slow music. “It’s not. If you practice with me now, you’ll ace it on the day. I promise.”

“But I can’t get the steps right,” you mutter a little sadly.

Jongup leans in and kisses the crook of your neck ever so tenderly, lingering a little longer than he’d like to admit. “What if,” – another kiss, this time higher – “I kiss you,” – behind your ear – “to the tempo of the music? Would that help?”

You smile and nod as he nestles into your neck, peppering kisses all over your skin. “It would help a lot.”

[channy-mae]

Heart Broken

You gave him everything, changed every little aspect of yourself, and yet it was all for nothing. “Stop clinging to me, you look desperate.” You couldn’t believe that the man looking down at you was your Jongup, you didn't want to believe it. You tighten your grip on his shirt, refusing to let him go. “This is why I’m ending it with you. You were never my type.” Each word that he said was crushing your already broken heart, it didn’t help that there were people staring at the exchange. You didn’t want to cry here, not in front of a bunch of strangers, but you couldn’t stop the tears running down your face at this point. You knew that you looked pathetic, you could see it in the way Jongup was looking at you. “Please, what did I do? Guppie...I love you.” You barely manage to choke out, the tears were blurring your vision at this point, but you heard a scoff from him. “Don’t call me Guppie.” Jongup shoves you away and walks away from you without another word, leaving you on the ground surrounded by strangers. You quickly jump up and run out of the door after him, unable to just accept what was happening. “W..wait please.” you cry out, he doesn’t even turn around. You trip over your own feet as you try to chase a man who doesn’t even find you worth running from. Now you were crying harder, not only were you dumped and left in an embarrassing situation but now you made it worse by falling. 

Some people glance down at you, others simply walk around you, but no one bothers to offer you a helping hand. Figuring the situation couldn’t get any worse, you slowly get off the ground and brush yourself off. Keeping your head down to avoid all eye contact you head for the exit and collide with some guy with a drink. It spills all over you, soaking the front of your dress, the guy sways a little on his feet, and gives a brief nod of apology and heads on his way to fetch another drink. Rushing out the club doors you make your way onto the even more crowded street and attempt to hail a cab, your night just getting progressively worse. Every minute passes like an hour, in your soaked dress and makeup/tear stained face. You knew you looked a right mess. After what seemed to be forever a cab stopped for you and took you to your apartment, opening your door and heading to the bathroom, you take a look in the mirror. Your awful reflection jerking more tears to the surface, ruining your face even more than it was. “This is why he broke up with me….” your voice broke the silence in the bathroom. Of course it was, after-all what were you? Nothing that’s what, in order to get him to notice you in the first place you weren’t...you. You couldn’t even recognize yourself right now. From the ruined makeup you caked on your face, to the short tight dress you decided would capture his attention tonight. To capture his attention and let him only focus on you, not the other girls that pulled off this look 10x better than you ever will. 

Not the girls who have the money to buy perfection for their entire body. Instead you were used for a while by him, and you felt happy. Happy that you were noticed and that he cared, but in reality… he never did if tonight meant anything. The scene from earlier flashes through your mind and you yell out, smashing your fist into your mirror in a fit of blind rage. “WHY! WHY! WHY!?” You just wanted him to like you. You weren’t crying anymore, instead the only thing you felt was hot anger. Glaring at your now bleeding fist you rip out the pieces of glass that got stuck in after you punched the mirror. Making up your mind to hurt him more than he hurt you.

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Drabble Request - 'Stranger'

Characters: You, Moon Jongup

Genres/ Warnings: fluff??

Word count: 483

Drabble #43: "pick up lines only work on me when I'm drunk"

“Please help me!” You stopped a familiar-looking man in his tracks. He turned around and in some part of your mind it registered that you knew him from somewhere. But that was not a priority right now. “There's a guy following me and I'm freaking out.”

Jongup looked around and at first didn't see anyone. Of course, he didn't have his glasses on, but he wasn't that blind. He squinted, looking around behind you. Then he thought he saw a shadow near a garbage can. That was all he needed to believe you. It was night time, which is never a good time to walk around by yourself. You were shaking slightly as you held onto his coat sleeve, placing your last bit of hope in this stranger.

Jongup smiled at you a bit before nodding. “I'm so glad you made it. I was beginning to worry.” He said in an extra loud voice while wrapping his arm around your shoulder. He pulled you close and began to steer you away from the dangers lurking in the night.

This was the second time someone had followed you this month. It was starting to really freak you out. As you walked with one arm awkwardly behind his back, you tried to call down. You thought back to how you knew this guy and realized he wasn't actually a stranger; you had been in several classes together in college. He had changed his hair, but otherwise he seemed like the same Jongup as before.

“Thank you so much.” The relief in your voice made him hug you subconsciously as he tried to reassure you of your safety.

“It's dangerous to walk around alone at night. Where were you going?” He asked, trying to keep the tone light. He didn't want to seem like he was criticizing you or anything.

You sighed, figuring a lecture was coming. “I work a late shift on Fridays; I'm on my way home.”

“Oh, makes sense.” He nodded and moved to hold your hand instead, giving you both some personal space. “Well please be careful in the future.”

You nodded and continued walking in a comfortable silence all the way to your apartment building. “Thank you for your help tonight. I live right here.” You said, stopping and looking over at Jongup.

He looked around in mild surprise. “Oh, what a coincidence. My building is across the street.” He nodded to the other side of the road. “Must be fate.”

You chuckled, “Hey, pick up lines only work on me when I'm drunk.”

He laughed loudly and you joined in. “I'd like to see that.”

“Well maybe we should go get a drink sometime.” Before you knew it you had practically asked him out. You blushed, ready to retract your statement.

Instead he squeezed your hand lightly and nodded, looking into your eyes with a little smile. “Well maybe we should.”

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You watched quietly as the boys engaged in conversation. It was all business talk, with the occasional lighthearted humour mixed in. Not a single word that was spoken registered in your ears. You didn’t mind accompanying Yongguk to his lunch meetings with the rest of the members, even when you had not the slightest clue what they were talking about. You enjoyed just spending time with him, with all of them. 

That, however, was not why you couldn’t seem to pay attention to them right now. Your focus was currently on... other things. More specifically, the hand of none other than Bang Yongguk, which was currently at work between your thighs, hidden from view under your skirt below the table. You looked around the table. Everyone was thankfully too invested in the discussion to take notice of your situation. That was until your eyes met a pair of sharp ones cutting into you from across the table. 

Jongup. 

His gaze was directly on you, the corner of his lips curling up slyly. Yongguk leaned over to whisper in your ear. 

“He knows.” he said, picking up speed pumping in and out of your walls as you clenched around his fingers. Your legs trembled, your head tipping down as a warmth flooded your face. “Do you like having him watch you princess?” Yongguk chuckled darkly, only for you to hear. You briefly glanced up at Jongup, noticing the shift in his posture. He couldn’t take his gaze off you. His eyes were glazed over as he watched you steadily approach the brink of your pleasure. His breath hitched silently as he attempted to subtly adjust the growing problem in his pants. Clearing his throat, he stood to leave the table. 

“Bathroom.” he announced shortly before leaving the room, glancing back for a quick second at you and Yongguk. The others waved him off nonchalantly. Yongguk’s fingers slowed down and gently pulled out of you, cutting you off before your release. He patted down your skirt before placing a kiss on your cheek. 

“Go follow him babygirl. I'll join you in a minute.”

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Jongup + tattoos 🌙

love the cheeky lil’ moon emoji you attached there🌙 I’m about to get my second tattoo done sometime in the near future and I’m hella excited! For the drabble, I went with the tattooed significant other trope, but if you pictured something else, let me know!~ 

“Does getting a tattoo really hurt?”

Questions out of the blue were an everyday thing, so you weren’t surprised by that one. Looking over at Jongup who was still fully immersed in one of his phone games, you rose a brow, thinking of the best possible approach to this.

“No, it feels like a gentle stroke across your skin. Tickles a little.”

“Ha ha, very funny,” he said in his most sarcastic yet monotone voice ever and at that the conversation abruptly ended. You chuckled a little, not surprised at all how quickly he managed to revert form any sort of situation. That was Jongup in his truest, rawest form. Either babbling uncontrollably or getting quiet real quick, no in between. You wanted to know the origins of such curiosity though, and didn’t intend to just let it slide.

“Why’d you ask?”

Out of curiosity could be an opinion, but by just looking at him you knew that wasn’t the case. His head was probably full of a whole trail of thought you had absolutely no idea of, something he’d gone over a few times already before asking.

“Just thought about it all of a sudden. It can’t possibly hurt that much if there’s so many people getting them done.. Like you, for example.”

You knew Jongup loved your tattoos. It was a thing he’d never said out loud but if was so damn obvious by the way he’d inspected every single one of them, had managed to sneakily pull out the backstories of all those during random conversations and just generally showed them appreciation every time an inked patch of skin poked out from any piece of your clothing. A generous amount of looks was an everyday thing, and they could range from simply curious to admiring to seductive to anything else really.

“Considering one for yourself?”

“Hm,” he let out, uncertain about his answer first before finally adding, “I have a feeling like I’ll never purposefully sit down to come up with like a design, or an idea for a tattoo or anything.. But I’d get one done if there was ever like an on-spot opportunity, if it would, like, come by on it’s own.. Do you know what I mean?”

“Like at a random night out with friends when one of them screams out “let’s get inked”?”

“Sort of,” he said after thinking for a little longer, his eyes fixating back on his phone screen, “Like a memory of something, not necessarily a visual masterpiece, but, yeah.. When there’s enough emotion in the moment for me to realize that I don’t want to forget it.”

With that, the conversation had ended, but he’d sure given you enough material to spark up your imagination.

You know, his Skydive getup suited him well.. With those sharp cat-like eyes of his, the way he simply couldn’t be bothered sometimes, his many different more or less spot on or sometimes plainly questionable fashion choices… He’d look good with an inked patch of skin or two. You just imagined it, and couldn’t get the picture out of your head for a while. But the possibilities of that ever happening were slim, and you weren’t about to pressure him or say anything to him about it. He was fine the way he was, and as long as he was open-minded about others having tattoos, you had no complaints. 

Life went on and time kept passing rapidly. A few new letters here and there, a few little scribbles and symbols, and there was more ink on you for him to admire now. He still didn’t say a thing, didn’t look surprised when you showed a new little tattoo off to him, just stole more or less subtle glances, let his fingers loose to trail across them and such.. It was the same sort of silent appreciation you’d known from him for years. And it was that way until your three year anniversary, when he flew the two of you to LA to spend a head-spinning weekend together. 

It had been a long day of adventure and the two of you were walking down a less busy street hand in hand at 2 AM, sipping on drinks and enjoying the view of the big city, when all of a sudden his hand moved away from holding yours and traveled a little higher up your forearm, exposing one of your tattoos to his view and to the cool night air.

His fingers trailed over it a few times and he looked up at you, meeting your slightly puzzled stare to why he was acting so strange all of a sudden.

“I want to get a tattoo.”

“Now?” you arched a brow at him, surprised at such a turn of events. There was an untypical spark in his eyes and his voice carried a sense of thrill for adventure. It was an important decision and he voiced it so lightly that you had concerns of him regretting it later on.

But he just glanced around the street, then back at you. As if checking if everything was real and he wasn’t mistaken.

“This is memorable. I want to get something to remember that we’ve once been here and walked these streets together, and that at this moment I sort of realized there ain’t anyone out there whom I could possibly love more than you… Not that I didn’t figure any of that out earlier, I just.. Kind of feel this way right now, and want to capture it,” his stare that had met the ground for a second trailed back up, looking into your eyes completely calmly as if he hadn’t just dropped a complete emotional bomb on you a second ago, “Would that be enough of a reason?”

“Don’t try to hide up the fact that you basically just confessed eternal love to me,” you blurted out, seeing how he smiled at you cheekily and took your hand back in his, continuing to walk further down the street but not before planting a quick kiss on your lips, as if to seal the statement, “Whatever you feel is right should be the right choice…”

“Will you get one if I get one?”

You definitely could. Looking back at all the good times you’d spent with him, you couldn’t help but smile a little. Being with him has made you so much happier, and he didn’t really need an answer to this question. You thought he knew it was pretty self-explanatory.

“So, are any local tattoo patrols open at 2 AM, or..”

“Not really sure about that,” you admitted to him, intrigued by how this could turn out all of a sudden. All these silent years of appreciation… Maybe he’d thought about this already, who knows? But maybe it really was in the moment emotion. Nonetheless, you were excited to see both the process and the result.

“Well, we can always check.”

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Drabble Game: Library

DRABBLES YAY!! library with jongup?

Yes, drabbles, anon!! I’m so glad you’re as excited as I am! I hope you like what I came up with for your 4D man!

Genre: Library!AU/Fluff

Pairing: Jongup x You

By Admin B

Every single day he came into the library.

And every single day he had McDonald’s.

Surprisingly, there was no rule against bringing in food or drink, as long as you didn’t sit at one of the computers. You figured since it was a college library, the dean realized students would be both a) spending a lot of time in the library and b) hungry.

But... seriously? Bringing McDonald’s into the library every day?

That was just... weird.

And it also made you wonder how the guy was as fit as he was? I mean, obviously, you’d never seen him without his shirt on or anything (although, you’d definitely imagined it before - wait, what?), but you could tell the dude was pretty ripped.

Anyway.

Here he was again, in the library with his McDonald’s bag.

But... the real kicker was... he didn’t do anything else in here besides eat.

He didn’t study, he didn’t check out any books, he didn’t talk to anyone, he didn’t even look at his phone. He just ate.

You were truly not one to judge because college could be rough. You understood that. But, apparently, today was the day you couldn’t stand it any longer.

Your curiosity was just too strong.

So you pushed yourself away from the help desk and quietly made your way over to his table. You plastered a smile on your lips as you slid into the chair next to him, clearing your throat to announce your intention to speak.

“Hi,” you began in the softest voice you could muster.

“Hey,” he replied before popping a french fry into his mouth.

“I’m sorry, I’m just... You’re not in trouble or anything, I was just wondering... Why do you come in here every day to eat?”

He furrowed his brow and squinted his eyes at you while he chewed, and when you thought he was going to answer you, he simply took a bite of his hamburger.

...Okay, this was awkward.

But you still waited because... well, you just wanted to know!

“I like the peace and quiet while I eat,” he finally explained after swallowing. “And I like seeing you.”

Your eyebrows shot halfway up your forehead.

“...O--oh,” you stammered. “O...kay...”

He nodded once before taking another bite of his hamburger, and you took that as your cue to leave him alone.

But just as you’d started walking away, he called out to you.

“I’m Jongup, by the way.”

You turned on your heel to face him again, lifting your hand in an awkward wave because you were still very taken aback from what he’d said.

“See you tomorrow!” he smiled.

“See you... tomorrow...”

Well, okay then. Not what you were expecting, but... I mean, you were kind of flattered.

Because he was super handsome.

So... yeah.

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Little Moments

Little Moments with Moon Jongup

Jongup sat on the couch with you comfortably nestled into the space next to him, his arm draped around your shoulders and fingers rubbing your head gently. The light from the tv illuminated the dark living room as you started to wake from your little doze.

Jongup ran his fingers over yours that rested on his lap, rubbing over the soft skin of your fingertips down to the smoothness of your palm. You quietly hummed, dragging your eyes up to meet his profile, his eyes not leaving the tv, “You’re awake?” He asked, his hand that was tangled in your hair starting to smooth out it’s roughness.

“Mmm…” You scooted up in his hold, brushing a kiss over his neck.

“You know what I noticed while you were asleep?”

“What?” You asked, Jongup soon pulling your hand up, placing his against yours.

“Your hands are so small.” Your eyes focused on the difference of your hand sizes, the tip of your fingers reaching just under the knuckle before his fingertips.

“I can’t help that I’m small.” You huffed, his fingers moving to intertwine with yours.

“I love it.” He pulled your hand up to his lips, pressing a kiss into your skin.

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Moon Jongup. He was one of the only people that you hated with all you might. Ever since you were kids, he was your biggest bully. No matter where you went or what you did, he was right there with you, tea singing you about something new. That’s why you couldn't wait to get out of this stupid town; get away from him. 

“You’re leaving?” You heard a familiar and unwanted voice say.

“What do you care?” You snapped, turning around to face Jongup. He had his signature stupid smirk on his lips that made you want to punch his stupid face.

“I can’t let my little play thing get away from me, can I? Who am I going to tease if you leave?” He said, stepping closer to you.

“Don’t know, don’t care.” You said, standing your ground. “I’m sure it won’t be hard to find someone else to torture. I guarantee I’m not the only person you treat this way, so you can just go bug one of them all the time instead of me.”

“But you’re my favorite... nobody tastes as good as you do.” He said, wrapping a hand around you neck. Oh, yeah, Jongup wasn’t only a bully, but he was also a vampire. Yay. 

“I’m not a blood bag, Jongup. Leave me alone.” You said, pushing him away from you and turning on your heels to go home. You didn't expect for him to actually leave you alone, but you were just happy to get home without having to see him again. For now, that is. He always showed up right before you got into the shower so that he could “cherish your nature scent” or some bullshit like that. Whatever it was, you were sick of it.

So, with that being said, you decided to mix up your schedule and hop into the shower as soon as possible, which you did. It was so nice being able to get into the shower and not have blood all over your body from Jongup’s nasty feeding habits. It was great not having sensitive bite marks scattered throughout your body. 

Once you were out of the shower, you put on some shorts and a sports bra and decided that it would be nice to read a book before he showed up. You figured he was probably going to be angry, but you didn’t even care anymore. But oh, was he angry.

“You showered already?” You heard Jongup say, suddenly.

“Huh? Oh, yeah, I did.” You said, looking up from your book for a brief moment before going back to what you were doing.

“You know I hate it when you shower before I get here. Are you trying to piss me off?” He asked with a harsh tone. He knew your answer, so you didn’t bother to say anything. “I guess I’m just going to have to teach you a lesson.” Jongup said, before appearing by your side, throwing the book out of your hands.

You were about to protest, but he quickly had a hand around you neck, slightly cutting off circulation to your head. You knew that fighting him was useless since he wasn’t human and had way more strength than you could even imagine, but you couldn’t help it. Squirming around in his grip, you began to regret your actions as soon as you looked into his eyes. Pitch black. There was no sign of color in them and you had never seen them like that before.

“Naughty girls need to be punished, Y/N.” He said right before he plunged his fangs into your neck. The pain instantly shot through your body as you felt your blood being sucked from you body. When he released his grip, instantly he was on top of you, pinning you to the bed. Ripping your clothes from your body, he began to bite from your neck all the way down to your thighs, before pausing right next to your core. 

As much as you hated to admit, you needed to feel him and thats exactly what he gave you, showing a couple fingers inside of you while he continued to puncture your body with his teeth. 

It didn’t take long before the pleasure in your body reached its climax and you felt your heart beat slowing down. Jongup had drawn so much blood from your body that you could barely move.

“Thats what happens when you defy me. Don’t do it again, or else I won’t be this nice next time.” Jongup said, getting up from the bed and disappearing from your room; leaving you alone, bloody and tired.

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[Jongup] - Hips don’t lie.

word count: 700  • characters: you x jongup • genre: fluff with 10% smut

188. "Mine." | 193. "Good Girl." › You had a great day, were in the best mood and happy all the way. That’s where Jongup catches you and sees something, he probably won’t forget that fast. ‘Cause you've got his full attention...

It was one of these days where everything was perfectly fine. You were happy as hell and singing an dancing the whole time, whatever you did. First you started to do the laundry as you danced from the bedroom to the bathroom, singing to some Taylor Swift songs. While you cleaned the living room you danced with your broom to the beats of some songs from Nicki Minaj and now you where in the kitchen making dinner for you and your boyfriend while Beyoncé was making your hips shake.

The music was so loud, you didn't even hear Jongup coming home from the studio earlier. He already heard the loud music outside the apartment, so he was kind of prepared for some small party or something like that. But when he came across the kitchen he stopped and leaned against the door frame, looking at you with a smile.

Your hips were moving on their own, while you were cutting some vegetables and prepared some other things for the new recipe you wanted to try this evening. You knew how hungry Jongup was, when he came from work so you wanted to be prepared for this.

As you put the knife down you soon felt some arms wrapping around your waist which made you flinch for a moment. Your muscles relaxed after you realized that this could only be one person and you smile happily as you turned your head aside, to look over your left shoulder.

“What are you doing here so early? I was hoping I could finish this before you're here!”

“Shhh”, Jongup whispered in your ear with this special smile he was giving you. He gave you a sweet kiss on your neck and pressed his body softly against yours. “Don't get distracted by me and continue with what you did before.”

A shiver runs down your spine since you know what he meant right away. You smiled and closed your eyes, leaning against his body and moving your hips again slowly but steady.

“Mhhh. Good Girl.” Jongup moaned softly and just enjoyed the feeling of your butt rubbing against his lower body. He didn't even know you could move your hips that lasciviously, since you never really danced in front of him. Maybe because you were to afraid it would look ridiculously in his eyes. Seems as if these worries were for nothing.

You softly kissed him on the cheek and wanted to continue cooking, but he wouldn't let you go anywhere.

“Jongup, I need to cook now. Aren't you hungry?”, you ask giggling.

“I am. But... maybe we start with the dessert?”

You shook your head trying to free yourself off his arms as he just pulled you closer to him. Now it wasn't that bad that he came home earlier than usual. You just started cooking, which means that nothing could go wrong if you'd finish later on.

He brushed your hair to one side and kissed your neck once again, giving you goosebumps. You closed your eyes once again and threw your head back, humming quietly. Jongup treated your sensitive spot right behind your earlobe, leaving a purple mark and smiling against it. He was quite proud of this as he looked at it.

“Mine”, he whispers with his husky voice.

You turn around in his embrace and wrap your arms around his neck to pull him down to you for a kiss. Jongup moaned again, his hunger for you just got bigger and bigger. He grabbed you by your ass and lifted you up onto the kitchen counter. Your legs wrapped around him you felt his bulge right between your thighs and now it was you who moaned softly.

“I didn't knew you were a dancer”, he said with a smile. His hand moved to your neck and his fingertips wander down your neck, to your chest. “Your moves were so hot, baby.”

Jongup kissed your again, this time more passionate and wilder and you both moan against each others lips. You knew what would happen next: some furious, hot kitchen-sex.

Yes, it truly was one of these days where everything was perfectly fine.

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[9:30am] “how’s that?” He asks, a little smirk pulling the corners of his mouth as he watches you sip your strawberry tea.

The early morning sun rises behind you, framing your head like an angel’s halo. Jongup knows you’re not a morning person, but insists on grabbing breakfast at the local cafe every Saturday as part of his weekly ritual.

He knows the frown that has your face all screwed up will ease once your favourite pastries have been devoured.

“It’s fine,” you mutter, rubbing your eyes. “I just wish we were still in bed.”

A waiter steps out of the cafe and places a platter full of breakfast items – your favourite pastries included – on your table.

“Yeah?” Jongup smiles as he watches your face light up in delight. The sight is priceless and gets him every time. “How about now?”

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Goodnight; Yongguk

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You covered your mouth as you yawned. You were sat on the couch of your boyfriend’s studio, silently watching him as he worked on a new song. You had a blanket pulled up over you and you tried to blink the tiredness away. 

Your boyfriend, Yongguk, was apart of the group B.A.P and you were used to spending nights in the studio watching him work away. You loved watching him work, you loved watching him do something he felt so passionately about. Even when he got carried away with his work, you always made sure he had eaten and slept well. 

Another yawn escaped your lips and you picked yourself up and wrapped the blanket around your shoulders and wondered over to him. He had a pair of headphones over his ears and he jumped slightly when you leant your head down and rested your chin on his shoulder.

Taking the headphones off. He turned his head slightly to look at you. He chuckled to himself as he watched you blink and yawn again. You moved your arms so they were around his neck in a hug. 

“Come here” He mumbled, moving your arms slightly and moving around in his chair so you could sit on his lap. You did as you were told and sat down, resting your head on his shoulder and took a deep breath in, the smell of his cologne filling your nose. 

“You tired?” He asks and you just hum, you closed your eyes as you responded. 

“No, I just wanted a hug,” You said softly and you felt the vibration of his chuckles. 

“Are you sure?” He speaks again and he brings up his hand to run his fingers through your hair. You hummed again. 

“I’m sure” Everything went silent for a moment before Yongguk went to speak again.

“Do you want to-...” He smiled to himself as he noted your breathing had levelled out. You had fallen asleep in the comfort of his lap, with an arm around you and the other gently running through your hair. Placing a kiss on your forehead, he carefully picked you up and placed you back down on the couch before joining you and covering you both with the blanket. 

“Goodnight baby”