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yangyang bf drabbles

warnings. pure fluff , yang² being my one & only , some chinese!!

pairings. yang² x gn!reader

wc. 263

a/n. happy thanksgiving everyone!! pls be safe & enjoy your holiday!! tysm for 100 smth likes on my last jiung fic!! I rlly like doing underratedish idols cs they need the recognition. also, my pfp looks like taylor swift when it’s supposed to be heejin…PLUS i am learning chinese, so some will be added. “亲爱的” means darling or dearest. ok enjoy the short drabble pls.

“亲爱的, c’mere,” you heard from yangyang’s ‘dungeon’. You hadn’t heard from him the whole day. He was cooped up in his little gaming room, Hendery on the other side of the phone, buttons clacking profusely and the sound of frustrated groans and laughter. He literally only got up to use the bathroom; which was three times that whole day. So when he called you, it was a shocker. But a sorta good thing.

You poked your head into his gaming room, the illuminated light from his computer screen hitting you like a brick. He was way too focused on whatever the hell he was playing to notice that you were there, even if he did call you. “Yangyang.” You said firmly. It took a couple of his names to be called for him to finally look up, his mouth slightly. A soft smile creeped up his lips as he patted his leg. You closed the door behind you, sitting on the leg that he patted.

His arm instinctively snaked around your waist, a soft kiss pressed against your hair. “I’m sorry for being in here all day,” he muttered quietly, squeezing your waist. You slowly lean into his touch, your head slightly resting on his shoulder. “It’s alright,” you whisper back. His soft smile returned, nuzzling his face into your hair, which got a little giggle out of you.

His hand was on his computer mouse still but his arm was still around you. You two were talking the entire time. About what? No clue, but all we know is that it was loving.

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bf! jiung ✶

⩇⩇:⩇⩇ — gentle touching from jiung

pairs gentle!jiung x reader

content warning kissing touching making out in a car

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the car ride was quiet. the weight of silence was unbearable, yet neither of you wanted to say a word. jiung liked the silence though, the breeze gently hitting his hair. you both knew that this was the ideal date for the night, just gentleness and warmth.

jiung’s right hand lifted off the steering wheel, gently and slowly brushing your thigh with his calloused fingers.

you didn’t bare to move, wanting the warmth from him.

as he drove along the empty bridge, his breath would slow down occasionally.

after what felt like hours, his mouth opened slowly before he spoke softly,

“..you okay?”

his voice was a soft whisper as he pulled into a park’s parking lot. once the car was put into parked, he lightly squeezed your thigh, looking at you.

you nodded finally, blinking at him. eventually, he unbuckled his seatbelt before cupping your cheeks gently.

he leaned into you, his lips gently brushing yours before he finally kissed you, his tongue swirling in your mouth.

your hands instinctively went to his shoulders, your body leaned into his. jiung picked you up lightly before setting you in the backseat.

following behind you, he straddled your legs. he leaned down to you, kissing you once again. his hands lightly cupped your hips before his lips reached your neck

his breaths were muffled and soft, nipping and kissing your neck before speaking in a quiet voice

“i love you..”