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GOOD BOY

Pairing: Sub!Beomgyu x Dom! Reader

Genre: Smut

Warning: Cock warming, smut, overstimulation, pet names (baby, babyboy, whore, slut etc), bit of degradation, praise kink, multiple orgasm (mentioned), subby gyu, unprotected sex, cumming insidw

You know what I can't get my mind out of?

Sub! Beomgyu! who is a sucker for your praise. Who likes to be your good boy as much as he likes punishment. Who wants a gentle sex, filled with kisses and prasie at the end of every session. Like, imagine riding him and making him come again and again and again. Overstimulating him to the point where he's shaking, sweat sticking his hair to his forehead, covered in his own previous cum and just letting out loud, sinful and erotic noises as you continued to use his already sensitive cock however you like.

But, he holds on. Lets you use him, degrade him and call him a dirty slut, your whore, a pervert because he knows that the reward would be so worth it.

"You coming?," you asked, quickening your pace. Beomgyu nods frantically, eyes fighting to stay on you as you have demanded.

He draws out a long, whiny moan of your name as he felt his stomach tensing, the familiar sensation taking place again as his yet another orgasm approaches. Hands gripping the sheets beneath him so tight his knuckles turn white and his eyes could no longer stay open, closing shut as his cum spurts deep inside your womb.

His chest rise up as heavy breathing escapes his lips, his cock ache from all the previous abuse, now laying limp inside you. You watch him with a smile on your face.

He looked so pretty like this. All fucked out and not a coherent thought in his mind.

"You did so good, baby....... Am so proud of you," you cooed, leaning down to place kisses on his chest and along his collar bone, "You look so pretty like this. All fucked out by me. The prettiest boy..." you continued your praise, trailing gentle kisses on his tummy as you wait for him to get down from his high.

Suddenly, his stomach vibrated, small giggles escaping his lips as he looked down at you with his adorable little eyes, "WHat you laughing at, puppy?" you asked, placing a last kiss on his tummy before making eye contact with him.

He smiled, looking at you so innocently despite the position you were in," One more, please.........," he pleaded, smiling at you like he was asking for a candy and not another orgasm. You tilted your head, confused.

"What got you horny again, babyboy?" you asked, feeling him harden inside you again. A red hue flashed across his cheeks.

"Tell me, pretty boy........." you teased, now starting to get what the cause was.

"Mmm...... Like it when you-" a gasp cut him off as you sucked on nipple, feeling him tremble beneath you," say it, babyboy..."

"Like it when you... praise me...... please, do it again, am your good boy, right?! call me your good boy. I've been good, right?" he pleads, looking at you so desperately, you can't help but chuckle.

"Yes, baby, you're my good boy. The best boy. Now tell me what you want....."

Like you didn't know he wanted you to pamper him with kisses as you ride him, tell him how good he's doing and call him a good boy, your good boy. Because as much as Beomgyu likes being a brat, he also like being your good little puppy.

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ATTENTION!!! A desperate girl in need of help in her life

GUYS, give me a LONG ASS guide book on how to make a guy fall in love with me. Like, I want advice for every possible situation.

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Sometimes I find a random screw lying around my house and I just assume its from my life falling apart.

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🩷🌻♡ ☆ Send this to 8 people you think are amazing and deserve only the best!! ☆ ♡🌻🩷

How on earth do you do that?! Thanks anyway!!

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New theme!! So cute🥹🥹

Thx! I was just experimenting with this account. Might not be the permanent theme and I might change it tomorrow. lol

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YOU CUTE LITTLE CREATURE

"Did you just bite my cheeks?!" Jisung asked, eyes blinking in disbelief.

"I'm sorry," you pouted ," it just looked so soft, I couldn't help it."

"Yah! do I look like something to eat?" he asked, trying to cover the smile stretching on his lips.

"But, you're so cute, it's hard to control myself sometimes," you said, pinching his cheeks and giggling. Jisung glared at you through the smile he's trying to hide.

"Am not!" He protested, turning away from you to hide the blush forming in his cheeks. You giggled, cupping his face with both your hands to make him look at you.

"Yes, you are, sir. You are the cutest little creature I've ever seen."

"Stop babying me!"

"You know you love it. " You smirked. And all Jisung could do was look down and smile cause that was indeed the truth. "But, you're cuter and I want to baby you too but you never let me!," he pouts, taking your hand into his and pressing your knuckles on his cheeks. You instinctively started to rub his cheeks and he leaned into the touch which made you giggle. "I love you, you know that, right?" He asked, looking at you with his giant boba eyes. Eyes that held deeper meaning than his words were able to say. Its always the eyes. Its the eyes that surface the truth even when you try to hide it. Its always the eyes that can speak words the mouth can't seem to form. And in Jisung's eyes, you see nothing but pure bliss. "Then.... will you let me eat you?" you asked causing him to snifle a laugh. "No! it hurts!" He shrieked when you pounced on him and attempted to bite his oh so soft looking cheeks again, " Come on get off me!" He shouts but it didn't seem like that's what he want with the way his arms held you in place and laugh vibrated on his chest. "You cute little creature, I love you!" You said, stopping your antics to look at him. "I love you too -," he said ," but I still won't let you bite my cheeks. You can give me a kiss though. "

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You wanna talk? Im right here for u

Thanks so much, cutie 🥰😘😊

That was a moment of weakness and yeah actually I think I do need someone to hear me out.

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Haiii just wanted to ask if you plan on writing another part for ur lee know fic where the boys find out he’s dating i absolutely adore that fic and its all that runs through my mind 🥰 but no pressure!!

Babygirl, you might have to wait a bit. Sorry but I have a lot of my plate right now but I'm seriously currently working on that one.

And thank you so much. You just made my day and I will try to pay you back with that fic asap..... 😘🥰💋💋💋

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MY GIRLFRIEND (2)

(1)

Pairing: Choi Beomgyu x reader

Genre: Fluff, crack

Warning: Established relationship, cursing , idol! au, Hueningkai is referred to as only kai because I didn't know his spelling (lol), a brief mention of Yeonjun's gf

"Me and (y/n)'s going on a date this Saturday," Beomgyu announced, entering the room with eyes on his phone where he was probably texting his girlfriend.

"This Saturday? I thought we were all going out together to get ramen at the old shop again," Soobin chimed, looking up from his phone.

"Yeah," Yeonjun added, " we haven't been there in a while. You remember how we used to go there when we were trainees?"

"With sweat and bruises on my knees, yes, I do remember." Taehyun added, earning a few chuckles from the boy beside him.

"The owner invited us. Who knows, we might get a free meal," Kai resorted.

"We're not saying you should cancel the date but -," Yeonjun said and grinned," unless you wanna miss the heavenly ramen."

"No, it's okay," Beomgyu said, flopping beside Soobin," (y/n) would be mad if I cancelled with you guys. "

"Wouldn't she be more mad that you cancelled on the date?" Taehyun questioned, raising a brow. Beomgyu shook his head, picking up his phone to send you a text.

"No, actually, " he said, eyes on the phone and fingers typing, " She actually got more mad when I cancel on you guys. Says I should bond with my "boys" often. " He chuckled, mind wandering back to the moment.

"She's so sweet. Such an angel." Kai added, resting his head on Beomgyu's shoulder to peer at his phone.

"So you mean she doesn't get angry often?" Yeonjun asked, looking pretty surprised at the statement.

"No, she's really patient," Beomgyu smiled," she usually tolerates everything."

"Unlike you." Soobin snickered followed by the others.

"So, like, you guys don't argue? " Yeonjun questioned, now looking really shocked as if Beomgyu had suddenly asked for both of his kidneys, " Me and my girl argue over the smallest of things. She hasn't talked to me in 3 days and maybe I should apologize."

Beomgyu turned off his phone and looked at Yeonjun, " Me and my girl don't argue. She tells me to shut the fuck up and I do," he added, pointing his phone towards him.

"You never shut up when we tell you to," Soobin countered, "That's cause she's my girlfriend. She gets privileges, " He replied, getting up to walk out the door.

"Your corny. Get out of my sight. " Taehyun mocked, pushing Beomgyu out by the shoulder.

"I don't wanna be with singles like you people either. I'm gonna go face time with (y/n)!! " He exclaimed, shoving Taehyun off his shoulder.

"Tell (y/n) noona I said hi," Kai adds, peeking over Taehyun's shoulder.

"Get out already," Soobin shouted earning a glare from Beomgyu.

"Fine! I am going to my room," He shouted angrily, loud enough to wake up a person sleeping if there were any," don't you dare come in at midnight to snatch your charger or snacks or socks or I'm gonna lock you in the closet till morning, get it?!" His voice was still clear even though he was out of the room and was walking in the hallway.

"Goodnight, hyung!," Kai shouted from the door.

And from the other side of the room they could hear Beomgyu yell," I'm only wishing a goodnight to (y/n), rest of you can have nightmares!!"

And with that, a door slammed shut and laughter erupted in the room.

"Gosh, he's down so bad," Soobin laughed, slapping his hand on Yeonjun 's shoulder.

"He wouldn't survive a day without (y/n). " Taehyun said, shaking his head.

"We wouldn't survive a day without (y/n). Apparently, she's the only one who can keep his ego in check and make him shut up without having to stuff tissue papers into his mouth," Yeonjun concluded, the other nod.

"But, they look so happy," Huening smiled.

"Yeah, sure they do. Maybe I should also start shutting up when my girl tells me to," Yeonjun said, earning a laugh from everyone. Then they heard another laughter joining them from the other room.

"Only (y/n) can make Beomgyu laugh like that. "

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Fuck a breakup, have you ever watched your bestfriend turn into someone you can't even recognize anymore?

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I long to kill the writers block fairy

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IN THE END,BOTH OF US WE'RE BLIND, 'CAUSE YOU NEVER SAW ME AND I NEVER SAW ANYONE ELSE BUT YOU

Pairing: Choi Beomgyu x reader

Genre: Angst

Warning: I think I made Beomgyu a bit too madly in love here, poor attempt at writing an angst, shitty grammar, not proofread and may contain misspelling

Synopsis: In all those years of being together, you never saw Beomgyu and he never saw anyone else but you

"What if I find someone new but still fall asleep to the thought of you?"

You had a special bond with Beomgyu. At least, used to. He remembered the first day he met you as the little girl in white dress. And you remembered him as the kind boy next door who later became your best friend.

Your childhood pictures included Beomgyu in almost everyone of them and if someone told you to share an incident of your childhood, it was impossible to share one with no Beomgyu in it. You were that close. All your childhood spent beside each other, either you in his house, eating the delicious sweets made by his mother or playing video games with his brother or him in your house, letting you put bows in his head and making him babysit your dolls.

You entered elementary school together while still clinging to each other's side. Both of you didn't leave any space for anyone else to enter your magical friendship.

Then came middle school, where both of your friend groups grow larger and more varied. You find new friends and so did Beomgyu but you still claimed each other as your best friend and preferred to walk home with just the two of you. The concept of crush was introduced and it would be a big, fat lie to say Beomgyu didn't have a crush on you. His friends would tease him whenever they caught him staring at you from across the classroom, talking to your girlies. You would smile and wave at him when you noticed him and he'd blush while his friends made cringey faces.

Typical childhood crush, you know.

Middle school end and came high school. Everything changed. For you, at least. When you started seeing more of the world and seeing other people, all Beomgyu saw was you.

You in your high school skirt, laughing with your friends as you walked past him. You weren't as close anymore, That was something he had to admit. Both of your interest were different which separates you. You grew interest in arts and fashion while his passion revolves around being a singer, which means most of your class were different. Your bodies changed, with you growing more curves that sure turned heads in the hallways. The long conversations turned into small talks before school until one of your girls would pull you away. You weren't as much regular in his house anymore. Always on a friend's house for a girl's night or some project. But he can't help the way his heart skip a beat whenever you smiled at him from the window of your house that overlooked his. The one thing that didn't change about you was your smile and your personality. Both of them remained as cheerful and sincere.

All he saw was you even when multiple girls asked him out for prom that year. Declining politely in hope that you would turn around to look at him again and just maybe be the one he goes to the anticipated prom with.

But you never did. You never saw him. Not that year. Not ever. Not when there was already a boy wrapping his arms around your waist as you looked at him with love and adoration. The look Beomgyu craves. Beomgyu skipped the first prom of his life that year. Curling in his room and playing video games.

He could only imagine you, with him, looking into each other's eyes as you slowed dance, shy smiles being exchanged. He wanted that to be him. Be the one who picked you up in your satin white gown, take your hand and place a kiss and watch the light blush appear on your face? Why can't you see him?

He closed the curtain, trying to ignore the sharp pain panging in his chest. But he can't get you out of his head.

All he saw was you even after the prom, the whole school buzzing with the aftermath of the spectacular night and the news of your new relationship with the boy. He remembered the immense pain starting to grow as you walked in hand in hand with a guy who didn't know how you liked to take your coffee. And once again, you walked past him.

You never saw him.

Oh, but how could he ever not fall for you when you give him a kind of smile that made his heart do summersaults and swarm of butterflies erupt in his stomach? How could he ever get over you when you always asked about his day when you happen to meet each other at the front door, both coming home from your day's activity with the orange tint of the setting sun illuminating your features as the summer breeze blew your hair in all direction while you smiled at him which makes him feel just a little bit too much emotions to control?

Like he could be the one to walk you home everyday like he used to.

Beomgyu was in love with you in ways that boy will never know. And that's why he was ready to give you up. Because he valued your happiness over his own. And you looked so happy holding hands and smiling and looking at him like he was your everything.

He can't have you. That's why he wanted to avoid you. Avoid seeing you with your so called lover, to be accurate. You had no idea about the clench in his heart and the desire to be the one running through his veins whenever he sees you both.

He tried to stay content with what you had. You looked happy and honestly, he was too. But the thought of you never left his mind at night. How he could be happier with you. Make you happier. But, he would never say that. He only returned smiles shot his way and satisfied himself with the small talks between classes. He liked to think that there was no one waiting for you when he talked to you. Like he still had a chance and you're heart wasn't already given to someone who didn't value it. But all his daydream won't last long when reality came crashing back in the form of a highschool teenage boy.

He needed to get his mind away from you, he needed to get a grip. But he decided to let you keep his heart. He lets you be the reason he was excited to go school. He let you make him smile and make him laugh and he let you break his heart million times but he still loved you. Though from afar and in the sidelines. He patiently waited for you in hopes that maybe you will see him. Standing right there and realizing that he's all you ever wanted. Like you were all he's ever wanted.

God, one sided love sucks, right?

His passion (other than you) would be his dream. To be a singer. And it was no surprise that he was over the moon when he got accepted in his favorite company as a trainee. He remembered jumping up and down with joy when he got the email. The news travelled fast enough thanks to Beomgyu's motor mouth and it was insane how hypocritic his classmates were. The usually discourteous boys who didn't give a damn about him were suddenly asking him to sit with him for lunch and others from the class who he didn't really have a good blood with were suddenly interested in his well being. And oh, Beomgyu was no idiot. He knew the guys were just trying to include themselves in his soon to be stardom but he would be lying if he said he didn't love the attention. He always did.

The only one who wasn't kissing his ass and buttering him up was you. And maybe the fact just made him miss you a little bit more. Amidst all affection and attention, he was missing yours.

So, he checked his watch and then went out the front door of his house, hides in the bushes for a few minutes until he heard your footsteps approaching.

"Hi, Beomgyu," he pretends to get startled by your voice as he twisted the door knob of his home ," Heard the news, congratulations!"

Your face was radiating by the sunlight just the way he likes it and he can't help the smile that etched onto his face , " You did? Word sure travels fast huh? I only told my friends about it and now the whole school knows. "

Your laughed ringed in his head minutes after you entered the door ," It sure does. I'm really happy for you. You sure got the looks and talent to be an idol. I'll be looking forward to seeing you on the screen. Good night, neighbor. " And with that, the door shuts behind you.

Neighbor, huh. So that was all Beomgyu was to you.

Maybe that's what made him work harder to be something more than a neighbor to you.

And maybe that's why he was determined to get selected.

And maybe that's why he got selected.

And maybe, just maybe, he was still as in love with you as he was 5 years ago.

And maybe that's why he never saw anyone else more beautiful than you in all those world tours, concerts, fan meets, and all over the country.

He only had eyes for you.

It may seem he may have forgotten such an insignificant person to you but you were on his mind every single night. Praying that you've broken up with your high school sweetheart.

And he was still praying on his way to Daegu for the holiday. His mother have told him about you coming back from abroad after finishing your course. He hadn't been able to see you on any of his visit to his home town since you also went to study abroad for your passion. He was ecstatic to meet you again after so many years.

His heart was beating fast the whole way, butterflies erupting and his mind filled with thoughts of what could happen. What he wanted to happen. He wondered if your smile still looked like the twinkle of stars in a moonless night and if your eyes still held the same amount of mystery and love as it did. Whatever may have changed of you, he knew one thing for sure that his feelings for you certainly didn't changed.

He reached his home, greeted his family, let the nostalgia of his childhood flood in his head, changed into comfy sweatpants and then stared at the window which overlooked your house. He looked at his phone then at the window. Phone, window, phone, window, phone, window.

And there you were. Walking down the road with a blue floral dress, writhing along your body and hugging your curves just right. Your hair looked longer since the last time he saw you. And the setting sun illuminates your face just the way he remembers it. His phone fell to the floor, long forgotten as he got up in a rush and reached for the door.

You stood in front of your door, like you always used to. And he looked at you and smiled before it falter off.

"Oh, hey, Beomgyu!! I didn't know you were in Daegu!! " you sounded happy, a wide smile stretching over your lips but all he could see was how your hand entangled with the man, standing next to you. So close that when the summer breeze blew your hair, it touched his face and fan over it.

"Hi......" his said, waving weakly as his eyes scanned over the space between both of your heads.

"Jagi, you know Beomgyu from TXT, right?" your words felt like a blunt knife jabbed into his heart ,"We used to go to the same school and we've been neighbors since childhood. Isn't that so privilege?"

A different guy but there's nothing new. The same old face that looked like they want something from you. That looked at you like you were just what your face showed. Like you were nothing more than a human with pretty face.

"Its so good to see you. Big star now, are we? I really enjoy listening to your music and I am really, really proud of you! feels good to brag to everyone I went to school with the one and only Beomgyu," your voice sounded so far when the only thing separating you both was the short wooden fence. He nodded, forcing a smile and trying not to let his eyes wander to your joined hands.

"Its good to be back in town. You've got a new friend there, huh? already replacing me?" he was in no mood for teasing but he decided to ignore the burning ache in his heart in hope that he'll get to hear your laugh.

"Oh, no," and you did. Eyes scrunching up into crescent as the heavenly sound slipped past your lips ," This is Yujin, my boyfriend of 3 years. We met at the uni." you said, proudly slinging an arm around the said male's waist. He smiled, leaning down to place a kiss on your forehead which made you giggle.

He clenched his fist, opened it then tap his index finger against his thigh, nodding his head like the scene wasn't so painful to watch for him.

"I'll see you around then. Good to have a star next door. " you said with a wink before disappearing inside with your boyfriend of 3 years.

Beomgyu stood there, frozen.

After 5 years, after being one of the most successful kpop idol, still, you didn't see him.

Never did.

His throat felt numb and he could feel a sensation he hasn't felt for so long. His heart pounded in his chest, heaving and shattered. The warm breeze blew his hair and he bites his lips as the echo of your laughter filled the silent lawn.

"Beomgyu, what would you like for din- oh my, darling, what happened?!" Beomgyu's mom asked as she saw Beomgyu come in through the door, lips trembling and crystal dew dropping from his eyes. Beomgyu sniffled and shook his head, unable to form words as his mother took him into her embrace.

He break down fully, full on sobbing and crying onto her shoulder ,"Eomma!! " he snivel as his mother run her hand up and down his back, trying to soothe the 23 year old like he was 3.

"My goodness, what happened, Beomgyu? " His mother asked trying to calm his son down ," why are you crying?!"

Beomgyu pulled out from the hug, sniffing and wiping his tears from the sleeves of his shirt and shook his head, smiling at his mother through the tears that blurred his vision.

"I just realised something," he said. His mother raised her brow in confusion, what on earth could be the realisation that made him cry out like he was still 3?

"Realised what?" She could see the sadness in her son's eyes. The flood of new tears collecting in his eyes once again.

"What happened, Beomgyu?" She asked, a bit more sternly this time as she cupped his face in her hands. Beomgyu smiled as more tears spilled down his cheeks. He couldn't even see anymore. Just breaking down because god, it hurts. It was suppose to just a little crush. Just a one sided love. How did you go from being his childhood best friend to a friend who no longer had long talks in the night and sneak out to eat snacks after midnight to a woman he so desired but can't have? "That, in the end, we were both blind," he choked, grabbing onto her arms. The scenario of your first crush in middle school flashed across his mind then your first boyfriend in high school now your current boyfriend with his hands around your waist. Why couldn't that be him? Your first crush. Your prom date. Your first boyfriend. And the one to be laughing with you on a hot and breezy summer evening? Can't you see him? See that he was the one all along. The one who bought you chocolates and candies when you were sad, the one who gave you his jacket and comforted you when you had your first period in school, the one who gives you piggyback ride on your way home from school, the one who would smile at you and cherish every moment of your presence even when you weren't as close anymore. Would anyone else do the things he'd do for you? would he love you like he loves you? Even after being a idol, having all the things anyone could desire, the money, the fame, the looks but you still didn't see him. You looked happier, you do. With him. "'Cause she never saw me and I never saw anyone else but her," you voice ringed inside his head, calling him, hugging him, embracing in each other's warmth. All he ever wanted. "Aigoo, Beomgyu - ah, is it (y/n)?" his mother asked, pulling him back into her embrace. And Beomgyu lets her. Burying his tears and pain on her shoulders. He knew in his heart that there is someone else who deserves you but, he was still in love with you. Still wanted to be one. Its crazy cause you were never his but how does it break him so much to know that he lost you? "Its okay, baby. Don't cry...... maybe, she wasn't the one for you," she comforted, patting his hair while the dinner was long forgotten. Thank god mothers don't find other boyfriend........ "You'll find someone better. Prettier. Someone who loves you the way you loved her. Maybe more. You know its alright. I know it hurts but its gonna be okay. She was just not the one and its not yours or her fault. So stop crying, you'll find someone new........." Would he? It has been 5 years though and he was still yearning for your touch. Hoping that maybe you'll open your eyes and see that he's been here all along. But, He guess not. Sniffing and wiping his red eyes, he asked his mother with trembling voice, " What if I did find someone knew, but still fall asleep to the thought of her?" "I'm scared..."

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MY GIRLFRIEND

Pairing: Choi Beomgyu x reader Genre: Fluff Just a brainrot I had to write at 2 in the morning

"Gyu, please take out the trash and fold the laundry. Also, can you go to the grocery store? We ran out of milk," you said to your boyfriend before getting off the couch. "Who? me?" he asked dumbfoundedly, peering you over his phone where he was playing a game at. "Yes. You. Who else do you thinking I'm talking to? the ghost in of my great great uncle?" You replied, standing with hands on your hips from across the room. He pouts," Whyyyyyyy?!! why do I have to do it? Can't you do it?" You sigh, "I'm really tired, Gyu. Pretty please.........." the puppy eyes and batting eye lashes always do the trick, "I know you'll do that for me ,you're the best boyfriend ever and that's why I'll shower you with kisses and cuddles once all of that is done." And with that the door closed behind you. Soobin stared silently at the conversation that just happened until he heard a giggle beside him. "Gosh, what's up with you? " he asked, looking at Beomgyu who was blushing and smiling like an idiot. "If my girlfriend thinks she can just bat her cute lil eyes at me while bribing me with kisses and cuddles to make me do all the chores, then she DEFINATELY can!" And Soobin has never seen Beomgyu so eager to do laundry.

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WHEN YOU GET TIRED OF THE WORLD, COME FALL INTO MY ARMS

Pairing: Choi Yeonjun x reader

Genre: Fluff, established relationship,

Warning: None

Synopsis: In midst of work and chaos, all that keeps him going is your words.

"Love is eternal, the aspect may change but not the essence."

-Vincent Van Gogh

The music was loud. Too loud for yeonjun's liking. He felt his temples throbbing with pain as the music thumped through the giant speakers and he had to fight the urge to rub his hand over it. Colorful light flicker continuously, making his eyes tired and exhausted. He overlooked the stage where a band was performing, the music sounding too repeated and obnoxious at this point. The suit that he thought were beautiful in the beginning of the night suddenly felt too tight and uncomfortable the longer he was in them. Sweat made his inner shirt stick to his body in an intolerable way, the scent of his perfume long faded and replaced with the sweat and other mixed fragrance of the present people at the studio. God, it smelled awful.

He leaned back on his chair. His butt ached from being seated on the chair for too long, all he wanted to do now was get up and stretch. His face hurts from trying to fake a smile at the camera for too long. Soobin whispered something to him but he couldn't decipher it due to the bellowing music and that he didn't care anymore.

He was so tired. His eyelids felt heavy. Almost giving up to stay open.

He hated in here. And he was so tired. He was tired of the loud music. He was tired of the chattering of people all over the place. He was tired of the sticky, uncomfortable expensive suit that he has to be careful with. He was tired of the feigned fragrances of designer perfumes which smelled like shit right now. He was so tired of the world.

He missed you.

And he wanted to be with you. In your apartment that always smelled like summer and roses. He wanted to be in his sweats and sweatshirts and wrap his arms around you as you play with his hair. He wants to trace his fingers on your skin as he tells you about his day. He wants to listen to your voice, reminding him that you're here, with him. He wants to feel your fingertips massaging his scalp, making the headache go away.

He knows you will make him tea and give him one of your long, gentle kisses that feels like stream of rivers. He loved it. Loved the simple life you presented to him. He didn't need the spotlight on him all the time when he was with you. He had your hand, intertwined with his and that's all that matters.

He knows you love him and you know he loves you. Your love didn't need dated and luxurious trips to Italy. You could feel each other's heart in the way your smiles reflect each other's light. Though, Yeonjun doubt he could ever make you shine as brightly as you made him shine but you assured him by your kisses and hugs.

You loved him.

He knows because you told him, and those words were engrave into his heart like a king's oath, resurfacing every time everything became too hard to handle. He knows he'll make it. He knows you're his safe place and he knows he can fall into your arms whenever he got tired of the bustling streets and flashing cameras. He knows because you said so,

"Whenever you get tired of the world, come, fall into my arms. "

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I love your writing 🥺

OH MY, thank you so much

Comments like this always makes my heart melt. I'm sorry if the break was too long. And I am more sorry to announce that I won't be able to post a proper fic this month due to personal reason. But feel free to flood my head with ideas so I can write them whenever the chance <3