#kim junmyeon drabble

[jongbross]

If you ever come back can you write something on exo's reaction to your parents not accepting your relationship?

baekhyun, jongdae, kyungsoo

it's up to you. they don't care about your parents' opinion (respectfully), because they're dating you, not them. what do you wanna do next? break up? keep going? they will follow your lead, but please fight for them a little bit.

minseok, junmyeon, yixing

they think you should consider what your parents are telling you too. they know they are YOUR PARENTS and they're important for you, so these boys don't want you to disrespect them. they will gladly accept being in a relationship where they don't have much contact with your family though, it's okay, and they won't hold it against you.

chanyeol, jongin, sehun

very close to their own family, so they can't imagine being in a relationship where your parents don't like them or whatever. might try it because it's you and they love you, but it's kinda bittersweet. there will probably be arguments over it, but i promise they will try to make it work (keyword is try).

[mybiasisexo]

drabble 33 and 55 with junmyeon! thank u 🫶🏻

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Genre: angst | stripper!au Pairing: Suho x f.Reader Length: 1.4k Warnings: language

a/n: idk why but ive been wanting to write stripper aus. this is one of at least 2 we will see ig lol 😛

DRABBLE GAME | MASTERLIST

You had just gotten done with your big number when you were stopped by the owner of the strip club you danced at. Mr. Zhang, as he preferred to go by, pulled you to the side and explained that a customer was requesting a private dance from you. It was unsurprising, you were a high demand dancer, the best one there. The thing was, you hated private dances. There was something about the act that just felt so…dehumanizing.

You only danced for big spenders, and even then, it wasn’t for very long. You wanted to get out of that small stale room as soon as possible.

Mr. Zhang worded it in a way that left little for rejection. Telling more than asking. So, you followed him to The Red Rooms. It was pretty much a row of closets that held only a chair in the middle, speakers that played your music too loud to keep conversation at a minimum, and dim lighting to keep an air of sultriness.

“Play nice,” Mr. Zhang muttered before opening the door for you. Taking a deep breath, you plastered a seductive grin on your face and slowly entered the room.

There a man sat. He wore an obviously expensive black suit, with dark hair long enough to brush against his broad shoulders. You stopped right before his slightly spread legs, running your hands up your naked torso as you twisted your hips from side to side. You never looked at your clients faces while in here, feeling it was too intimate, so you just took in his firm frame, only lifting your gaze to his chin or forehead.

Leaning down, you ran your hands up his thighs, jiggling your ass as you put your tits in his face.

He gasped and you paused at the sound. That voice sounded familiar.

Pulling back slightly, you broke your rule of avoiding eye contact to squint past the dim lighting, taking in your client’s face.

“Ju—Junmyeon?” You asked. Startled, you stood straight up, breaking the physical contact.

The man before you scratched the back of his head awkwardly. “Hi….”

Your name left his lips and you cringed. “That’s not my name here.”

“Right. Goddess,” he corrected himself, shaking his head.

“What are you doing here?” You asked, ready to bolt. Money be damned. Kim Junmyeon was your ex. Well, you weren’t sure that was the right term for what he was to you. He was a deadly handsome man with power and a prestige you couldn’t even begin to fathom. Somehow, he grew an interest towards you after you waited his table a year ago. He was way too good for you. You were poor, making ends meet by working multiple jobs, the strip club the highest paying of them all. It became too obvious that you were on opposite sides of the money spectrum, and you were sure that was what drew him to you to begin with. The gap between you both was far too wide for your liking, so you broke things off.

That was months ago. You had blocked his number and refused any payment he attempted to send to you, because of course he was somewhat of a sugar daddy.

When he didn’t answer your question, you tried a different one. “How did you know I worked here?”

You had kept this part of your life a secret from everyone in your life. Nobody knew about this job. You made sure of it.

“I have my ways,” was his ominous answer. You lifted an eyebrow, wondering if you should be scared of that or not.

He stared up at you in awe. “I thought I’d never see you again.”

You swallowed thickly. It wasn’t easy cutting this man off, not with those angelic features.

He dared reaching for you, cupping your bare hip. “I missed you.”

You scoffed, but it was shaky. “Please, Myeon. I doubt you even noticed I was gone.”

He frowned. “What would make you think that?”

You shook your head. “I’m not important. I could never live up to your standards. Could never be the girl you wear on your arm to show off to your friends and colleagues. We’re too different. I’m not a part of your world.”

He took in the room you’re in. “Because this is your world?”

It wasn’t said with malice or disgust, and that threw you off. Honestly, he sounded sad for you, but not with pity. It was as if he understood what you were saying. He understood that you could never be the person he needed, and that was what made him sad.

He sighed, still rubbing circles onto your warm flesh. “You know I don’t care about any of that.”

“You should.”

He huffed out a laugh at that. “Is that why you left?”

You nodded. He ran the hand that was touching you down his face, and sunk into his chair. “So, you’re saying you ran away for my benefit?”

“I didn’t runaway—”

“You did.” And he sounded pissed about it.

“Why does it matter?” You asked. “We weren’t serious.”

“No. But I….” He was back to giving you eye contact. Kim Junmyeon loved eye contact. It always made you nervous and jittery. Still, you met his stare, noticed the hurt you caused him swim in those round orbs of his. “I wanted to be. I thought we could be.”

“You could never love the real me, Myeon,” you whispered brokenly. “Look where we are. You can love someone like me?”

It was Junmyeon’s turn to swallow thickly. You could see how badly he wanted to tell you that he could. You could see the affection still in his gaze, the look that always made you feel beautiful—even here in this dingy strip club.

“We could pretend.”

His words made you blink down at him.

He pulled you more into him, between his spread legs, and left a lingering kiss onto your pierced belly button. “At least for the next ten minutes. Could we pretend that we’re in love?”

“Junmyeon….”

He gazed up at you, resting his chin on your stomach. His hands go to your thighs, holding you close to him. “We can’t be what we want to be. You’re right about that. So, let’s pretend. Show me what it would be like for us to be together.”

You caressed his face, tears prickling your eyes. It hit you then, that you both wanted this to work so badly, but knew that it couldn’t.

“Okay.”

You hated private dances. Stripping itself wasn’t so bad, but when you were in these rooms, that’s when it really hit you that you were selling your body. But right now, with the man you wanted to love sitting before you, you hated it for a different reason.

Deep within your soul, you knew this was going to be the last time you saw him. He was going to let you go. So, you were going to do as he asked.

You were going to show him how much you loved him. And, no, it wasn’t pretend. You could never pretend. No matter how much you tried.

You pushed him back into his seat, plopping into his lap. He hissed, but you didn’t give him time before you merged his face with yours. It’s messy. All tongue. You moaned at the contact, missing it more than you’d admit. He held on tight to your hips, forcing you to grind against him. 

“I love you,” you confessed against his lips, shaking with want.

“I love you too,” he replied between desperate kisses. “I wish things could be different.”

You didn’t even realize you were crying until you could taste the saltiness on your tongue. Didn’t realize you were shaking violently until he held you tightly against his comforting body.

Too soon the door opened.

Mr. Zhang paused when he saw the two of you wrapped around each other, breathing each other’s breathes as you collected yourselves.

“It’s… time?”

He was very confused and that was understandable. Your current position was definitely against the rules.

Junmyeon kissed you one last time, and rubbed your arm consolingly. “You have my number if you ever change your mind.”

Reluctantly, you climbed off of him. Straightening what little you had on. You cleared your throat and nodded, acknowledging you heard him.

Without looking back, you left the room, ignoring the questioning look Mr. Zhang threw your way.

This was for the best, you told yourself. Junmyeon deserved more than what you could give him. He deserved a princess.

Little did you know that to him, you were a Goddess.

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[way-of-the-sun]

Even when it rains

@exols-silver-christmas

This is my Secret Santa gift for @tao-lay. It was a lot of fun to participate again this year and I hope this little story warms your heart during these cold months.

Genre: fluff, tiniest bit of angst

Prompt: something soft, something domestic, something that soothes the soul

Pairing: Kim Junmyeon (Suho)/Kim Jongdae (Chen)

Drabble

Words: 1.012

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Junmyeon was sitting at his desk, trying and failing to come up with some lyrics for his upcoming new solo album. His eyes were unfocused and he was gripping a pen lightly between his fingers. It must have been hours of him sitting there, trying to be productive but his brain just wouldn’t cooperate.

Junmyeon sighed and lifted his gaze to look out of the window. The sky was grey and it was raining heavily. The raindrops falling against the window were making a calming sound and lulled Junmyeon even further into a state of listlessness. A deep sigh left his mouth.

The last few weeks were stressful for all of Exo but Junmyeon bore a heavier burden as the leader. There was so much criticism, so much hate against one of their members and all of this made for a melancholic and emotional atmosphere. A few weeks ago Jongdae announced that he was going to be a father and the backlash wasn’t pretty.

Junmyeon got blind sided by the news when Jongdae first told all the members about his growing family. But he was happy for him nonetheless. Just like all the other members. Everyone encouraged him and Junmyeon could still remember the happiness that lightened up Jongdae's face when he received all the love from his Exo members. He remembered hugging Jongdae tight for longer than necessary and how Jondae's arms tightened around his body when he whispered words of support into Jongdae's ear.

But even though all the Exo members were happy and supportive, Junmyeon feared that Jongdae would get lots of hate for starting a family and marrying his girlfriend from some fans and in the end Junmyeon‘s fears came true. It hurt to know that his member, his dear friend for many years had to go through all this trouble just because the industry and some fans couldn’t accept that even though they’re idols, they still have a life outside of their job.

Lightning brightened the sky and the following thunder pulled Junmyeon out of his spiralling thoughts. He sighed again and buried his hand in his hair.

„I have to get it together…“ he murmured and gripped the pen tighter. Just when he wanted to start working on his lyrics again a knock on the door interrupted his half-hearted attempt.

Junmyeon put the pen down and turned to face the door.

„Come in.“ he said and waited for the person outside to come inside. A small surprised sound left his mouth when he saw Jongdae standing in the door frame. Jongdae was clutching an umbrella in his right hand, raindrops falling down onto the floor. He was wearing comfortable clothes and it looked like he came to visit Junmyeon straight after finishing his daily vocal lessons.

„Hyung…“ The unusually silent voice surprised and alarmed Junmyeon. There has seldom been a day when Jongdae was quiet. Junmyeon mustered his unexpected companion and saw deep circles under his eyes. The whole aforementioned situation seemed to affect his friend more than he wanted to admit maybe even to himself. Junmyeon knew that he had to be strong for Jongdae right now so he did what he did best and straightened his spine, put on his most comforting smile and invited Jongdae in.

„Come, sit down.“ Junmyeon gestured to the comfortable couch which was a new addition to this room. After a few too many nights of him falling asleep on his desk, trying to write lyrics, Junmyeon decided that he needed a place better suited for taking a nap. After pestering his manager he finally got his brand new couch where Jongdae now gingerly sat on. He looked smaller than normally sitting there. Exhausted and sad.

Jongdae’s facial expression plucked at Junmyeon's heartstrings and he knew that he had to interfere. So with the gentlest voice he asked this one important question.

„What is bothering you?“

Jongdae lifted his head and looked straight at Junmyeon, exhaling loudly.

„Hyung… shouldn’t they be happy for me?“ This quietly uttered question nearly broke Junmyeon’s heart. He immediately knew what Jongdae was talking about so Junmyeon stood up and walked over to the couch and sat down next to his friend. He put his arms around Jongdae’s shoulders and just hugged him tight for a moment. Jongdae returned the embrace and melted into the warm and strong arms surrounding him. When Junmyeon felt Jongdae melting into his embrace he started to speak again.

„They should. And I know for sure that so many people are happy for you. Including all of the boys and including me.“ Junmyeon stroked Jongdae’s hair. It had gotten longer and Junmyeon knew that Jongdae would trim his hair in the near future. But for now Junmyeon just let the strands of hair run through his fingers, occasionally playing with the ends of Jongdae's hair.

„Everything will be fine.“ He whispered. Jongdae didn’t say anything for a few seconds but then his quite voice could be heard.

„Thank you.“ Jongdae's arms squeezed Junmyeon's waist.

Junmyeon didn’t say anything any more just nodded and cradled his precious friend inside his arms. It didn’t take long before Jongdae’s breathing got deeper and his body sagged against Junmyeon’s. Smiling softly, Junmyeon relaxed into the couch and looked down on his friend sleeping in his arms. All the sorrow seemed to have left Jongdae’s face and Junmyeon felt the urge to just protect him always.

Junmyeon kissed him lightly on the brow and gripped him tighter, not wanting to let him go. The scent of Jongdae's shampoo drifted into his nose and Junmyeon took a beep breath, enjoying this closeness.

Jongdae was shuffling deeper into the warmth of the couch and the body heat of his companion. Junmyeon gazed at him full of affection and love.

„I will always be there for you.“

Junmyeon listened to the rain that was pelting against the windows. The sound was lulling him to sleep. He closed his eyes and just before he drifted off to sleep a soft whisper left his lips.

„Even when it rains.“

[miramizar]

It's a love that's meant to be - Chapter 4

Summary: Drabble based on the word "Childish".

Genre/Category: Humour, fluff

Characters/Ship: Xiumin, Suho, Chen, Kai; Kimbros

Word count: 449

Crossposted on AO3

AN: Here's a Kimbros story, becase I love stories about the four Kims being real siblings ♡ Here I imagined the other members being the plushies - Sehun belongs to Jongin, Chanyeol and Baekhyun belong to Jongdae, and Junmyeon had Tao but only has Kyungsoo and Yixing now while Minseok has outgrown them (or so he says, maybe he's the one taking care of the broken ones or something). Also Minseok seems to be quite a bit older than his siblings here, right? I don't really know what to make of it, it just turned out that way hahah ｡ﾟ( ﾟ^∀^ﾟ)ﾟ｡♡

“Give Sehun to me!”

“You forgot him in your closet for a month - I can look after him better than you do!”

Kim Minseok groaned and got up, leaving his unfinished manga behind on the bed as he went to see what the commotion was all about. Looking into the room next to his, he found two of his younger brothers fighting about a chicken plushie. Ah, so that's what it was, he thought in amusement.

“I had him first!” The youngest, Jongin, pulled on the chicken’s head while his big brother kept his hold on it’s legs firm.

“But he’s happier with me!”

“You do know that you’re talking about a plushie, right?” Minseok was trying hard not to laugh as he watched the fight unfold; it was a special kind of fight that happened rather frequently nowadays and though it never ended in violence it could lead to shouting and tears and the thought of that was enough for him to want to step in.

“Junmyeonnie, you know that Jongin is forgetful at times. We all know that he loves Sehun too, so why don’t you give him to your brother?”

Junmyeon pouted and looked down to the floor. “Because I also love Sehunnie.”

“You love all the plushies, Junmyeon, and you have two of your own. Can’t you let Jongin have this one?” Minseok winced as he saw his brother’s lip starting to quiver.

“But he broke Tao, what if he breaks Sehun too?!” Tears were rolling down Junmyeon’s cheeks now and Minseok let out a deep sigh. Junmyeon wasn’t that much younger than him, but he was the one who cried the most out of him and his brothers and so he took a step forward to comfort him - but someone was quicker than he was. 

“Hush, hyung, don’t cry. You’ve got me! You can cuddle with me whenever you want - I’m way better than any plushie!”

“Says the one who can’t sleep without his two dogs,” Minseok muttered, sticking his tongue out as Jongdae began to whine in protest. He then proceeded to take the chicken from Junmyeon’s hands, slowly and carefully, making sure that his brother nodded before giving it to Jongin.

“What do you say, Jonginnie?” 

Jongin sniffled, always tearing up when he saw others cry, and reached for Junmyeon’s hand.

“Thanks, hyung. I promise to protect Sehunnie with my life!” That made Junmyeon smile a little, and Minseok put his arms around them all, bringing them into a group hug.

“You three are so childish, seriously.” But I still love you, he added to himself, and he knew in his heart that his brothers felt the same way.

[scftuan]

“You killed her.”

Junmyeon hummed, looking almost thoughtful as he cocked his head at you inquisitively. “So what if I did? Why would you care?”

You bit back the tears that burned behind your eyes, “She was my best friend, my sister, and your girlfriend, you asshole.” Junmyeon chuckled, his steps slowly bringing him closer until he’d left you with practically nowhere to run. “Best friend huh? Some friend you are, falling in love with her boyfriend.”

You gasped, eyes widening as you felt your back hit the wall, Junmyeon now standing directly in front of you, towering above as his fingers delicately brushed against your neck, “Don’t worry love,’ he murmured, lips brushing against your forehead as he spoke, “I can keep a secret.”

[writemekpop]

Hard Enough | Kim Junmyeon (Suho)

5K Follower Series Ep. 25

Summary: Suho can’t hide his desire for you when he watches you get changed in front of him...

Genre: Friends to lovers, suggestive 

Word Count: 1.4k 

Prompt: “Judging by your… reaction, I’m guessing I look good?” & “Can I stay here tonight?”

As Suho opened his front door, you pushed him against the wall. 

“Wanna fuck?” you whispered. 

Suho’s heart was throbbing. Was this a dream? This had to be a dream. You were his best friend - his bad-ass, genius, way-too-hot-for-him best friend. 

Well, you saw Suho as your best friend. Suho, meanwhile, spent every night imagining your body on top of his. Imagining this moment. 

Suho was in love with you. And you had no idea. 

“Y-yes,” he cried out. 

You froze. A look of confusion crossed your face. Then, you threw your head back and laughed. You ruffled his fringe. “Just kidding! The look on your face is priceless. God, you are easy to mess with.”

Suho nodded, cursing himself in his mind. 

“Yep.” His voice was dry. “You got me.” 

You barrelled up the stairs and into his bedroom, trailing popcorn crumbs and destruction. You had a massive pile of dresses in your hands.  

As soon as you reached Suho’s bedroom, you ran into his ensuite bathroom. 

“Okay, I’ll start trying them on!” you called. “Thanks so much for helping me.” 

Oh yeah. You were going on a first date with some jerk called Chanyeol today. And Suho, like the idiot he was, had agreed to help you pick an outfit. Did he enjoy getting his heart trampled on? He had no idea why he did this.  

Suddenly, you leaned out in just a bra, your brown skin glowing deliciously in the light. You kissed him on the cheek. “You’re a lifesaver.”  

The world wobbled a little as Suho drowned in happiness. Oh yeah. That was why he did this.  

His cheeks burning painfully, Suho took a seat. With each dress – a black silk with a slit thigh, a puffy white one made of tulle – Suho tried to give a considered opinion. 

You see, you and Suho were both journalists at the same women’s magazine. When he first met you four years ago, his career as a writer was struggling. He had no inspiration. There were only so many “21 cute throw blankets for your apartment” that he could write. 

And then he met you. The girl who teased him mercilessly for being a man working at a women’s magazine, (you called him the “Lady Whisperer”) wrote so much better than him, and made him smile for hours every time you sent him a stupid sloth gif. 

That was when he started the series, “How to Get Over A Crush (Hint: You Can’t)” and quickly became one of the magazine’s most popular writers. Suho told you the series was all made-up. Not once did you suspect that it was about you. That hurt Suho a little. Was it that hard to imagine you dating him?     

“Okay, picky… what about this one?”  

You came out, grinning breathlessly, in a dress covered in red lace flowers. Well, it could barely be called a dress – it cheekily revealed so much of your bronze skin. The neckline rippled down your chest, and Suho’s eyes felt glued to it. 

 For a moment, Suho was so overcome he couldn’t speak. His whole body pulsed and shivered with excitement. 

“Well, silly? Can you speak or what?” 

You jumped onto the bed next to him, and squished your fingers to his lips, pretending to open and close them. “Speak, speak, speak,” you chanted. 

As soon as you touched him, Suho felt a jolt of excitement. Then a very familiar and very, very disturbing sensation in his pants. He had an intense erection. 

Inhaling sharply, he leaned forward with his elbows on his thighs, as if thinking very hard. 

You frowned at him. “What’s wrong? You’re acting funny.”

He cleared his throat. “N-nothing, just… more comfortable this way.” 

You stood up, spinning slowly in front of the mirror. “Well? What about the dress?” you murmured.

Oh god. Seeing your whole body – including your very sculpted ass - was not helpful. 

In the mirror, you noticed some little buttons at the back of the neck. “Oh, would you mind doing these up for me?”  

Suho shook his head. “I’m think… you can manage.”  

You spun to face him. “Oh my god, you’re being so weird right now. Just help me.”  

Suho’s face was blushing up a storm. “Yeah, about that… I don’t feel like getting up right now.” 

You pouted for a second. Then, suddenly, you pushed a fist in front of your lips. A tiny chuckle burst from your throat.

“Judging by your… reaction, I’m guessing I look good?” you said. 

Suho screwed his eyes shut, wishing he could die right now. “Is it that obvious?” 

A sweet, soft smile came to your lips. Suho was surprised. It was like you were letting your guard down for just a moment. “I’m flattered. I didn’t know I was that attractive.” 

Suho smiled. “You are. Dangerously attractive. A guy should have to sign a form before dating you.” 

“Like a gun license?” you asked. 

“Exactly. A Y/n license.”

You stood up. “Well, I think fate is telling me to wear this one.” 

You started to pick up the dresses from the bed. 

Suho felt crushing disappointment. In a few minutes, you’d be out the door, flirting with that Chanyeol idiot. And he would lose you. Maybe for good this time.   

Suho did something very uncharacteristic for him. He took a chance.  

“Don’t go,” he called out, his voice thick. 

You turned to him. “What?” 

“Don’t go on the date,” he said, meeting your eye. He could barely believe what he was doing. Suho? Confident? This was crazy. “Can you stay here tonight?” 

 “Why?” 

“Because… I don’t want you to date that Chanyeol guy. I want you to date me.” Suho took a deep breath. “I really like you. I’ve liked you ever since you walked into that office and called my tie ugly. And I’ve been too afraid to say anything till now, but, if that goddamn Chanyeol guy turns out to be the love of your life I’ll never be able to forgive myself.” 

You sat down on the bed again. Your eyebrows pulled together, like you were doing a difficult calculation. 

Suho groaned. “What? Stop looking like that! Just say something!” 

You bit your lip. “No, it’s just… your crush. The one you write about in the “How to get over your crush” series… it’s not…”

Suho nodded. “It’s you. It always has been.”  

You shook your head in disbelief. “The girl you write secret poems about? The girl who makes your throat dry every time she comes near? The one you call the boy-whisperer…” You realised the connection. “Oh my god…” 

You fell into stunned silence. Then, quietly, you said, “I read that in bed every Sunday morning, and every time, I wish I could find a guy who loved me that much.”  

You shuffled closer to Suho. “You goddamn idiot!” you cried. 

Suho’s heart fell. This was it. The rejection he had always known was coming. 

“Why the hell did you not tell me till now?” You were grinning, red spots of blush blazing high in your cheeks. 

Suho’s stuttered. “W-what? You mean… you’re not mad?” 

You laughed. “Mad? Suho, I had a crush on you from the start! That’s why I teased you. I just- I felt so many things and I’m not used to… feeling things.” You looked down. “I kept looking for signals that you liked me back, but after a while, I gave up. I thought you just wanted to be friends.” 

Suho shook his head. “Well you could not be more wro-“ 

You interrupted him - by pressing your lips fiercely to his. The kiss- the kiss was like being born again. Your lips were just as soft as he’d imagined. He was so absorbed in the feeling of your mouth on his that he totally forgot about his embarrassing hard-on. 

When you pulled away, you grinned at his lap. “Sorry. That probably isn’t helping… that situation.” 

Suho shrugged and pretended to look thoughtful. “Well, you know, I’m starting to think it won’t go away on its own…” 

You smirked, running your hand over his chest. “Fuck Chanyeol. I’m staying here. Coz I know just how to help you with that.” 

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Starry Night

promt: stargazing, sleepy kisses, first loves with junmyeon

word count: about 2k

a/n: please excuse this lame-o title xD thank you, dear Starry @cxsmicmyeon, for the promts~ i had the best time writing this little thinggy for you ^^ as always, i am my own beta reader and english isn't my first language, so bare with me and the mistakes you may or may not find xD

~

“You’ve got your sleeping bag and extra blankets?”

“Yes.”

“The sleeping mat?”

“Yup.”

“Have you packed enough food and water?”

“Yes, Mom, I double checked everything. I’m good to go, really, no need to be worried.”

It was very sweet of your Mom to look out for you like that, so you suppressed rolling your eyes at her nagging. Besides, she kind of had a point (- of course she had, moms always do), knowing your tendency to forgetfulness all too well. But it wasn’t like you would be all alone on this little camping trip. Nope, Junmyeon would be there. Charming, dutiful and organized Junmyeon, who would certainly have thought of everything the two of you might need on your four-day-vacation. The mere thought of him painted a little smile on your face.

And apparently, it could also summon the man, you thought to yourself at hearing the sounds of an approaching car. When it came to halt in front of your house, you pulled your mother in one final goodbye-embrace. She swayed a little from left to right as she held you tightly and gave you a soft peck on your cheek, which made it really hard for you to be annoyed when you heard her whisper next to your ear.

“Do you have a tent?”

“Junmyeon brings the tent, Mom. It’s gonna be fine, please, let me go? He’s waiting outside already.”

“Okay, darling,” your Mom said, giving you a final squeeze before she gave you space to grab your coat and oversized backpack.

“Does he want to come in for a moment? You two could stay for a cup of coffee or tea?”    

You snickered at how chipper your Mom suddenly sounded at the mention of Junmyeon. She really adored him and how he was always polite and always on time and always respectful and reliable. He was the best boyfriend a mother could want for her child. And also the perfect son-in-law - you were quite aware of that yourself and suspected your Mom had already dreamt of a perfect wedding.

But that wedding would definitely stay a dream for some more time. Junmyeon and you were only together for a few months now - far, far away from any wedding plans - and he was your first serious boyfriend. Your first, great, world-shaking love and all you wanted was to take your time to experience all of its beauty fully and as naturally as it came. You felt no pressure to rush any steps, only the security that Junmyeon thought the same way about your relationship and the fact that he considered your bond equally precious as you did, multiplied the butterflies in your stomach by a thousand.

“I don’t think we have time, we need to be at the camping site no later than 5,” you explained, giving your Mom a last quick peck on the cheek before opening the front door. Junmyeon had gotten out of his car already and was rummaging through the trunk to make a little more space for your things.

“Have fun, sweetheart,” your Mom smiled and gave a wave to Junmyeon who had emerged as soon as he heard your mother’s voice.

“I will,” you smiled back at her, “Bye, Mom, see you in a few days.”

“Bye-bye”, she squeezed your hand, then you went to finally greet your boyfriend with a soft kiss. 

“Hey,” he said and instantly took your hand in his with the warmest smile.

“Hi,” you responded a little shyly, feeling all kinds of bubbly at his lovely action and the sound of his sweet, gentle voice.

“Your mom seems quite happy you are leaving for a few days, huh?” he teased as he took the huge backpack from you. 

You snorted. “Mh right, if you want I can drive alone and you’ll stay here with her. I’m sure she’d be delighted to have you around,” you joined in on his joke and watched him loading your backpack in the trunk with swift movements.

“Yeah, she would, I’m charming like that. But I’d be much more delighted to have you around, so no last minute changes to the plan.”

His words made you blush a little. How dare he make your heart all soft and mushy like that, your inner voice squealed while you made your way to the passenger seat. 

“Have fun you two!” your Mom shouted one last time before she went back into the house, to which Junmyeon replied with one of his nicest smiles and a happy “Thank you, we will!”

Your heart fluttered even more seeing him being just as excited about this trip of yours as you were and by the time Junmyeon had taken his place in the driver’s seat, starting the engine, you were grinning like the happiest person on the planet. And who knows, maybe in that moment, you were.

The drive itself was calm, filled with nice music and easy-flowing talks, and even setting up the tent once you had arrived, worked out perfectly - well, at least after one of the camping site’s staff offered a helping hand. But it was fun, and filling the interior with mats and blankets and all kinds of different pillows felt a lot like building a cozy blanket fort. 

You were surprised by how soon the sun was setting though, getting the tent to take shape must have taken longer than you had thought. There were a couple of trees that casted long shadows over the otherwise quite empty site. It had been a smart idea to plan the trip a few weeks before the actual summer break, so that there were no families crowding the place. And the two of you had picked a spot a bit more secluded from the few other campers anyway.

You actually had pretty much forgotten that there must be others around somewhere and didn’t bother thinking more about them as Junmyeon hurried towards you to show you the pictures he took of the stunning sunset. He handed you his phone so you could thumb through his camera roll to pick your favorites as he put his arms around you to hug you from the side, finally pressing a kiss against your temple.

“You hungry?” he mumbled, his lips still grazing your skin. You nodded as an answer, still immersed in the high quality pictures Junmyeon’s phone could make and the fact your high quality boyfriend was hugging you with seemingly no intention to let you go again. No that you wanted that. If you had it your way, Junmyeon would never stop hugging you ever. 

“Good, because I’m starving,” he chuckled, “What do you think about a dinner-picnic?” You loved the idea. But you hated the fact that it made Junmyeon let go of you after all. A little sulky about the prompt end of your hug, you quickly sent the pictures you’ve selected from Junmyeon’s phone to your own before joining him in setting up the picnic while the light was fading more and more. 

When the two of you finally sat down on the picnic blanket, munching happily on the dishes both of you had prepared, you caught a glint in Junmyeon’s eyes that told you he had planned for exactly this. A picnic under the starlit sky - the sole idea had “Junmyeon” written all over it, really, and you wondered how you didn’t realize before.

“Hey, what are you laughing about?” Junmyeon must have noticed the little giggles you let out as you began to see through his little plan.

“Nothing, just… I was just thinking about how a picnic under the stars just has to be the most you-thing ever.”

You suspected that comment made him blush, you couldn’t really see in the growing dark, but the way he didn’t answer you for a little moment spoke for itself. 

“Is it… umm… do you like the idea?”

You couldn’t tell if he was stammering out of embarrassment or because he was actually insecure if you’d be into something romantic like that. Whatever it was, it had to be fixed with a kiss, you decided and quickly huddled up against him.

“I love it, Junmyeon,” you said quietly, “I love you.” And gently, you cupped his face, pulling him closer for your lips to meet. You could feel how he was smiling against your kiss, how he shortly pulled back to tell you he loved you too, how he caught your lips again. The romance of it all made you feel like floating, swimming in emotion, wrapped in nothing but comfort and love. 

Soon enough the dark of the night had engulfed you fully, the dishes put aside so you could lie down and get comfortable. Your head was resting on Junmeon’s shoulder while his arm was wrapped around you, his fingertips grazing along your arm in slow movements. 

“Can you recognize any constellations?” Junmyeon almost whispered into the quiet night and you nodded in reply. 

“The basic one’s. Here’s Cassiopeia… and there’s the Big Dipper… and that’s Orion.”

You lifted your arm and pointed towards the sky, moving your finger along with your explanations.

“Right next to Orion is Taurus, look!” Junmyeon added and pointed upwards as well. “And I’m pretty sure that’s Leo right there, but no guarantees,” he laughed. 

“I wouldn’t know, I’m always getting lost in all the stars up there, I’m already happy I can spot three constellations in this mess,” you chuckled along, taking the night sky in once again.

In comfortable silence, you looked at the twinkling lights a little longer. It was mesmerizing and beautiful and overwhelming. You couldn’t remember when you saw the sky like this for the last time, without light pollution or clouds blocking the view, and you wanted to remember this for a very, very long time. How the sky seemed to be expanding only, how bright the starlight shone upon your face, how good it felt to feel Junmyeon just breathing next to you, sharing the warmth of your bodies in the cool night air. 

It was unfair how quickly you felt your eyelids growing heavier and heavier, how often you caught yourself already halfway headed into a dream. Junmyeon sighed and like a stubborn child you clung to his side. You didn’t want him to get up, you didn’t want this to be over already. But then he mumbled your name, his voice a bit hoarse from not using it for a while, and one by one you started to pay attention to your aching limbs, to how cold it had become and with a little whine you loosened your grip on him, allowing him to sit up as you did the same. 

“Maybe we should get in the tent,” he spoke the words that were hanging between the two of you. You agreed with a simple humm, clearly hating the necessary change of location.

“Don’t pout, we can do this again tomorrow, you know?” Junmyeon said softly, stroking your cheek before giving a little peck to your pouty bottom lip. 

“I guess we can,” you sighed, a little more dramatic than you actually felt, making Junmyeon laugh brightly. Man, he really outshone all these stars up there when he was happy like that, you thought to yourself. 

This thought gave you a last burst of energy, which you and Junmyeon used to quickly clean up your picnic space and get changed into warm pajamas before you let yourself sink into the pillow paradise you had built earlier that day. Or yesterday. You had lost track of time completely and thoroughly enjoyed the feeling, knowing that it didn’t matter at all. Not for the next couple of days. Not with Junmyeon laying down next to you, looking so very kissable as he was about to turn off the last flashlight. 

“Good night kiss?” you asked, the tiredness from before coming back at you all at once.

Without hesitation, Junmyeon leaned down to you and moved his lips lazily against yours for the last time before your mind drifted off into much needed slumber.

“Sleep well, baby” were the last words you heard before you sank into pleasant dreams.

[blu-joons]

Night Time Routine ~ Kim Junmyeon

Your smile grew in size as soon as you walked into the bathroom to see Junmyeon waiting for you, leant against the sink basin. His hand lifted slowly, extending your toothbrush out to you which he had already taken out of the holder on the wall, with toothpaste in the other hand.

You held your brush out to Junmyeon as he placed some toothpaste onto your brush before doing the same with his own. His free hand pressed against your hip as you both began to brush, meeting one another’s eyes with wide smiles on your face.

There was nothing uncomfortable for the two of you as you studied one another’s smiles, feeling as content as ever with each other. After two minutes was up, you leant over the sink, feeling a hand move from your waist, grabbing your hair as you cleared your mouth.

“Y/N,” Junmyeon chuckled as you lifted your head back up, dropping your hair and brushing the corner of your mouth with the pad of his thumb. “How do you still manage to dribble toothpaste when you’re so old?”

Your hand tickled against his waist in reply as you wiped over your mouth whilst Junmyeon cleared his mouth too. Once you were both done, Junmyeon moved back to the cupboard, reaching up to your shelf of toiletries and picking up your hairbrush.

“Do you want me to brush it for you tonight?”

“I’d love that, I’m too sleepy to do it myself.”

A chuckle came from Junmyeon as he turned you around so that your back was facing him, bringing your hair behind your shoulders. He was careful as he began to brush through your hair, catching a few small knots which you let him know about.

“Have you washed your face tonight?” Junmyeon asked you whilst getting towards the end of brushing your hair, “I’ll tie it back if you still need to rinse it off for a moment.”

“I’ve not washed it yet,” you smiled weakly, “but I think I’m too tired to bother tonight. That is unless someone else fancies doing it for me,” you hinted, catching Junmyeon’s eyes rolling out of the corner of your eye.

His head shook as you nudged your elbow back against his chest. “I offered to brush your hair and now it suddenly seems as if I’m doing your whole routine for you,” he sighed, expecting nothing less from you, “you’re lucky that you’re cute.”

You nodded proudly as Junmyeon placed your brush back once he was done, taking your hairband and face wash out. He began to run warm water to fill the sink up whilst passing your hairband to you and taking your flannel off of the back of the bathroom door.

Junmyeon made sure that you stood back as he checked the temperature of the water before splashing your face. You stood perfectly still as he then took your face wash, lathering it up in his hands before applying it to your face, moving his hands around in gentle circular motions.

“You look great,” he teased once he was finished, rinsing his hands off. You shot a glare across at him, catching a glance of yourself in the mirror where the green in your face wash had coloured your face, something that seemed to bring several light chuckles out of Junmyeon.

As he warmed your flannel in the water, your hands held onto his hips. “No funny business,” you warned him, “I know exactly what you’re like when you get an idea in your head.”

Junmyeon held his hands up innocently before placing one of them underneath your chin, picking your flannel up with the other. He held your head in position, smoothly moving your flannel along your chin, then around your cheeks, covering your forehead and your nose before placing it back in the sink, with your face now spotless.

“I think we’re done,” Junmyeon smiled, pulling the plug out from the sink. “Shall we head to bed?” He asked you as you dried your face off, nodding in reply back across to him.

Whilst you finished up in the bathroom, Junmyeon entered your bedroom, drawing the curtains and pulling the duvet back. You arrived just as he turned your bedside lamps on, pointing to the main light switch for you to turn off before tucking yourself under the duvet.

“What do you reckon? Do we need anything else?” Junmyeon asked you, joining you under the duvet as soon as your head shook in reply to him, content with everything.

The moment he laid down on the mattress, your body turned to the right and started to tuck into Junmyeon’s side. He slid down the bed with his arm in the air, expecting you to cuddle him as soon as he laid down, knowing you too well.

“Your face is sparkling,” Junmyeon teased as you tilted your head back to look up at him, “whoever washed your face tonight must have done an incredible job to make you look this good.”

Your eyes rolled as he sung his own praises, expecting nothing less from Junmyeon. Admittedly, your face did feel refreshed, but you could never bring yourself to say that aloud and give Junmyeon the satisfaction of knowing that he’d done a good job.

“Time to get some rest,” Junmyeon suggested, pressing a kiss against the top of your head, brushing his hand loosely through your hair too. “Do you want to watch something, or do you fancy just closing your eyes right now instead?”

“I’d rather listen to someone sing than watch something,” you smirked, sending Junmyeon a knowing glance. “I mean, you’ve taken such good care of me so far tonight, why stop now when I’m still awake a little bit.”

Junmyeon’s head shook at just how bold you were, “why do you make it so impossible for me to be able to say no to you, it’s so unfair.”

“I didn’t do anything,” you protested, “all I did was ask and look up at you.”

His head nodded in agreement with you, “but your eyes just seem to have some sort of power that means that I constantly find myself nodding my head at you.”

“I can’t help that my eyes make you feel that way,” you smiled, “that’s on you.”

His eyes continued to stare down at you, “why can’t you ask me these things whilst not looking at me so that I can say no?”

“Because I don’t want for you to say no, which is why I look at you.”

Junmyeon could only smile back across at you as you began to list off of a few of your favourite songs. There were plenty that you loved to hear Junmyeon sing, his voice was something that you never tired of listening to.

There were plenty of songs that Junmyeon was thinking about too, knowing which ones were a dead cert to be able to help you get off to sleep and encourage you to close your eyes.

“What about if I sing you one of the ones off of Grey Suit?” Junmyeon suggested, “you loved that album when it came out.”

Your head nodded in reply to him, “honestly, you could have suggested any song to me, and I would have said yes.”

“I had a feeling you’d agree to anything too,” he smirked, “my voice seems to be your weakness.”

Your smile widened at how well Junmyeon knew you, “it’s your fault for having such a good voice, especially at night too.”

“With your eyes and my voice, I think we’re both to blame.”

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[jxstadaydreamer]

breakfast

Pairing: Kim Junmyeon x Reader Genre: Fluff, Suggestive Word count: 585

Summary: Your boyfriend had planned to make you breakfast in bed but got a little distracted.

Author's note: Happy birthday @cxsmicmyeon! Thank you for encouraging me to begin writing and supporting me along the way. I hope you enjoy this little piece 💞

As you were drifting awake, a smile bloomed across your features. You took a deep breath and inhaled the familiar scent of your boyfriend, letting it take over all your senses and snuggling yourself further into his sheets.

Junmyeon and you had been dating for a few months now and yesterday was the first time you spent the night. Being ever the gentlemen and caring boyfriend, Junmyeon had gone above and beyond to ensure you were as comfortable as possible. You giggled when you saw a little care basket of toiletries he had prepared for you in the bathroom, just in case you had forgotten anything. A new toothbrush, a hairbrush, some hair ties, even your preferred brand of shampoo and conditioner. Your heart warmed when you noticed he had also purchased some menstrual products for you.

You could hear the faint sounds of music and general kitchen noises from the other side of the door but you just weren’t quite ready to get out of bed yet, sinking deeper beneath the blanket. Almost falling back asleep until the music suddenly got a little bit louder, enough for you to recognise the song that was playing and you knew you just had to get out there and see for yourself what you already knew was happening.

When you reached the end of the hallway and the kitchen came into view, there, in all his shirtless glory stood one Junmyeon Kim. Facing the stove and back to you as he watched the eggs frying, hips swinging side to side as his hands were raised up and waving along to the choreography of his favorite girl group tunes.

You held up your phone and began recording, slightly jumping when he had suddenly spun around and immersed himself fully into the vocal performance as well as visual. When he finally opened his eyes after belting out a particularly high note, they landed on you and although some might be embarrassed being caught by their partners in such a scenario, he was anything but. His actions only became bigger, now fueled by the giggles spilling from your bright smile, putting on a real show for the camera.

The entire room was filled with laughter until you suddenly noticed the excessive smoke that was beginning to cloud your vision.

“Jun! The eggs!”

“Oh no!”

He quickly turned off the stove and turned around to you, head lowered and shoulders dropped.

“I’m so sorry babe,” he said with a big sigh, “I just wanted to bring a nice breakfast in bed since we were up so late last night.”

You quickly made your way over to him, circling your arms around his middle, leaning your chin on his chest as you looked up at him with a smile.

“It’s okay, I appreciate the thought.” Leaning up to press a sweet kiss to his pouting lips, “Now we can make it together!”

His eyes turned into crescent moons smiling back at you before he slightly bent down to pick you up and seat you on the counter.

“That sounds good but I think I could just eat you instead,” he said as he eyed your figure, rubbing his hands on your thighs, “looking like a whole meal wearing my shirt like this.”

“Jun!” you playfully landed a smack on his taut chest. “Breakfast first, we have plenty of time for other things later.”

You winked at him and hopped off the counter, gathering more ingredients before he had any time to protest.

[jongbross]

Most to least make you breakfast (ik it’s too soft it’s scary lol) <333

kyungsoo - not only because he's a chef, but also because he's the one to wake up first and he strongly believes in food as a way of giving love.

junmyeon

jongin

jongdae

minseok

baekhyun

chanyeol

sehun

yixing - is either off to work or still passed out when you wake up. also i don't see him as the type of person who sits down and eats breakfast unfortunately, i'm sorry :(

[marshmallow-phd]

Charms and Cauldron Cakes

Pairing: EXO x Reader

Genre: Harry Potter!AU

Request: anon: Hello~~Maybe a Harry Potter!Exo au?

A/N: I loved writing for Harry Potter. No other story defines my childhood :)

**

“You’re showing off again.”

“That’s precisely the point.”

You rolled your eyes as Junmyeon, the head boy from Ravenclaw, turned several goblets into dancing frogs. The poor creatures kicked high across the mostly empty table in time to a song that didn’t exist. 

It was the end of the first term and most of the students had gone home for the holidays. With your parents’ jobs at the ministry involving a lot of traveling, you were forced to be included in the small group of students staying behind at school. You didn’t mind, though, since a few of your friends were sticking it out as well and the castle was at its most beautiful in the nighttime snow. 

“Watch it!”

Something round and dull red flew over the table, barely missing the heads of the congregated students. 

“Chanyeol! What have I said about Quidditch inside?” Junmyeon scolded. 

Gryffindor’s team captain sat down sheepishly, his ears turning red. “Sorry.”

“We’re just having fun, Jun.” Baekhyun, a fellow Gryffindor, slid into the spot next to his best friend, the quaffle tucked nicely under his arm. “It’s Christmas, loosen up.”

With a wave of your wand - and a whispered spell - the quaffle shrank to the size of a golf ball. It fell down to the table’s surface with a light thunk and rolled between the dishes half empty of food. Baekhyun’s cry of protest was followed by Junmyeon’s frogs returning to their small goblet forms. 

“Now who’s the one showing off, (y/n),” Jongdae teased as he loosened the yellow and black tie around his neck. 

You shook your head. “I didn’t do that to the frogs.”

A flutter of green entered your vision. Sitting down on the other side of Chanyeol, Yixing wore a cheeky smirk, slipping his wand into his robes pocket. “Professor Thisaru would be very impressed with that bit of transfiguration, Junmyeon.”

“Of course,” Sehun teased. “Junmyeon is expected to be top of the marks in N.E.W.T.s.”

At the poking compliment, Junmeyon gave a smile that was halfway between proud and embarrassed. As nearly the top student in his year, the teachers loved Jun and had high expectations for his test scores, like Sehun said. The N.E.W.T.s were something he was looking forward to. The end of the year tests for you, however, were nothing but anxiety-inducing. 

According to Professor Longbottom, you should be more than adequate in herbology and similar subjects. Simple, factual recall was easy for you. More complex subjects, like runes or divination - which you were sure you were going to drop next year - weren’t so kind to you. At the end of next term you would be taking the all important O.W.L.s. The results of that rigorous day would dictate what classes you could sign up for the following two years which then would lead to a possible career choice after leaving Hogwarts. On that avenue, you were completely lost. 

“Hey, (y/n),” Minseok nudged your shoulder with his own. 

“Hm?”

“Don’t stress out about it.”

You snorted. How did he know exactly what was on your mind? “That’s like asking a mermaid not to drown you.”

“If you’re nice to them, they won’t,” laughed Jongdae. You threw him a pointed look. If he didn’t watch out, you were going to throw him into the lake. See if the mermaids won’t drown him then. 

“That’s right. They promised they would send me a whole box full!”

You caught the tail end of Baekhyun’s excitement. “A box of what?”

“Candies and Jokes from Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes!” he replied with way too much enthusiasm. “My parents have to go to London next week so they’re going to send me a box to make up for me having to stay here.”

“Don’t want to stay with us?” Sehun pulled his best hurt face.

“It’s kind of nice to walk around without accidentally stepping through the ghosts.”

“Be careful or you’ll find one lingering in your room while you sleep,” Yixing warned. Baekhyun swallowed, genuinely worried. All the creatures in Care of Magical Creatures, he could handle. Even the boggart in Defense Against the Dark Arts didn’t faze him much. But ghosts…. It was actually a bit comical. 

“Come on,” Junmyeon said. “The snowing has stopped. We can get a scrimmage in at the pitch before it gets too dark.”

That suggestion made everyone jump up. Chatter full of excitement buzzed around you as the group headed towards the doors. Professor Longbottom smiled and waved at you all as you passed, the newest addition of Herbology Weekly tucked under his arm. But when the group started to split off to their respective dorms to change into warmer clothes, you realized that you’d left your wand at the table. With a promise to meet them at the front doors, you hurried back and found the eleven inch piece of wood sitting amongst the golden plates. 

When you exited the Great Hall, you started for your own dormitory. But then you stopped. 

Floating in the middle of the hall was a small box no bigger than your hand. Tied to the top was a small note with your name. You plucked the box from the air with no resistance and pulled on the dark blue ribbon. Inside was your favorite cauldron cake and another note. 

Meet me on the Astronomy Tower before the scrimmage. Please?

A giggly smile spread out across your face. The sweater you had on would be good enough for the scrimmage. By passing the staircase that led to your dorm, you instead ran up the floors to the tower. 

You didn’t know who had left you the present, but you had a hope and it grew with each step under your foot.

[iridescentxstars]

ೃ⁀➷ 𝐊𝐞𝐲: [M] — mature content/warnings | 🌹 — nsfw | ✨ — rewritten | 🌸 — recommended

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[Drabbles Part Two]

[kpopimaginings]

Baking and Babysitting - Suho (Junmyeon)

A/N: Happy Suho day! In celebration of his birthday, here is a story about making him a cake with the Exo boys!

You wanted to do something nice for Suho's birthday, so you and some of the Exo guys had decided to bake him a cake yourselves. You were quickly regretting the decision as you took in the sight of your kitchen, now with a coat of flour on seemingly every surface.

"Baekhyun! Come on, you're meant to be the oldest here," you complained at the man child making a mess of your kitchen.

"Yeah, but this is not SuperM, these boys are not my responsibility," he pointed out.

"Yes, but Suho isn't here."

"Which means you are in charge," Sehun told you. "You are dating the leader."

"That was not part of the deal," you retorted, not really mad but trying your best to act like it.

"Then call Min, he's older than me," Baekhyun countered.

"Yes, which is why he is distracting Suho. Just get out of my kitchen," you sighed in exasperation.

"We can come back in to decorate it, right?" Kai pouted at you.

"Once I've made the icing up, I do not want icing sugar everywhere, that's harder to clean than flour."

"You're just ruining our fun," Baekhyun huffed as the others trudged out of the room. "I don't know why a little mess is such a problem."

"Because this is a big mess, and I'm sure Suho doesn't want to come home to this on his birthday," you told him, ushering him out of the room.

While the cake was baking in the oven, you did your best to clean up the counter tops and sweep the floor, so it didn't look like it had been snowing. You even took the opportunity to make up all the icing so that the boys had everything ready to decorate.

Once the cake had cooled and you were stood watching them decorate it, you gained a new respect for your boyfriend. It definitely felt like you were in a room full of toddlers, not men in their late 20's. Even their handywork in decorating looked like it had been done by pre-schoolers, but you knew Suho was going to love it.

You couldn't help the fond smile that grew on your face as you stood back and watched. If dating Suho meant 'adopting' his k-pop children, you were pretty sure you could deal with that.

A buzz from your pocket snapped you out of your thoughts. Pulling out your phone, you found a message from Xiumin letting you know that he and Suho were now on their way to you.

"They're coming," you announced.

After adding the finishing touches of toppers and candles, you took it through to the dining table where you all waited for Suho's return. Hearing the key in the door, you lit the candles and turned out the light, and when he entered the room all of you, Xiumin included cheered happy birthday's to him.

"I knew you were hiding something," Suho said to Xiumin.

Xiumin simply grinned sheepishly as Suho stepped forward to blow out the candles.

Your boyfriend then made the rounds, hugging everyone and thanking them.

As he hugged Baekhyun you heard the older whisper, "Marry her," in his ear.

You tried to hide your smile, as you suspected you weren't meant to hear the comment, but Suho sent a warm smile your way before coming to your side.

"Thank you," he said, before placing a loving kiss on your lips.

"You're welcome," you told him. "If you haven't guessed from the state of it, we made you a cake."

"I thought you had," he nodded, "I'm sure it'll taste great."

"If not, I'll go out and buy you a proper one," you promised.

"You're an actual angel," he said, pulling you into him with an arm around your waist, "I'm impressed you survived a morning alone with the boys."

"I'm more impressed that they survived, you should have seen the mess they made in our kitchen!"

Suho laughed as the boys complained that you'd told on them.

Giving him a quick peck on the cheek you addressed the room at large again,

"I'll go and get a knife and some plates, and we can see if it tastes better than it looks," you laughed, disappearing back to the kitchen.

NAVIGATION  |  EXO MASTERLIST

[miss-noo-na]

Hi! May I please have a scenario with #1 with Suho please? 🙏❤️

Suho spun you around and kissed you fervently, no longer able to resist the cute gestures and chocolate smeared on the edge of your mouth. You thought making chocolate covered strawberries together would be a fun idea, but he had other ideas in mind.

His hand reached up to hold your head and pull you closer, the other around your lower back to hug you close. You squeaked as his mouth surprised yours, eyes blinking closed as you melted into his touch.

When he let you go, you barely had a second to breathe before he was reaching down, hooking his arms up under your legs to hoist you onto the counter. You cried out, the shock dissolving into giggles, not knowing what got into him but not hating it.

He spread kisses along your neck back up to your mouth, and you leaned back, knocking over the container of melted chocolate. You pulled back to look.

"We made a mess."

"Not yet we haven't" He smiled deviously.

[scftuan]

Junmyeon Drabbles

#58