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Study(?) fluff (changkyun x reader)

The soft hum of your kitchen fan filled the space as you and Changkyun sat at the table, papers and open textbooks scattered across the surface. He’d insisted on studying at your place this time, claiming your coffee was better—though you were sure he just liked the excuse to hang out.

“Okay, let’s focus,” you said, pointing at the math problem in front of him. “What’s the next step?”

Changkyun stared at the paper with mock seriousness, tapping his pen against his lips. “The next step,” he said slowly, “is to admit I have no idea what I’m doing.”

You rolled your eyes, leaning closer to look at the problem. “You do know what you’re doing. You’re just lazy.”

“And you’re bossy,” he shot back, grinning.

Ignoring him, you grabbed the pen from his hand. “Look, it’s simple. If you just—” You leaned across him to write on the paper, your shoulder brushing his.

“Are you going to do all my work for me?” he teased, but his voice was softer, and you felt the slight shift in his posture, like he was hyper-aware of how close you were.

“If that’s what it takes to get you to pass,” you replied, not looking at him.

He chuckled, but the sound was quieter this time, less playful. You could feel his gaze on you, and it sent a small shiver down your spine. When you finally sat back in your chair, his eyes didn’t move, lingering on you for a second too long.

“What?” you asked, trying to keep your tone light.

“Nothing,” he said quickly, shaking his head and looking back at the paper. “You’ve just got, uh…” He reached out, brushing his thumb lightly against your cheek. “A little something here.”

Your breath hitched, the touch so brief yet lingering in its effect. “Thanks,” you murmured, suddenly very focused on your notebook.

The awkwardness lasted all of five seconds before he smirked. “I’m a multitasker. Bad at math, great at cleaning your face.”

You rolled your eyes again, but you couldn’t help the small smile tugging at your lips. “If only you were as good at studying.”

He leaned back in his chair, his grin widening. “Hey, I’ve been very productive today. I annoyed you, spilled coffee on my notes, and—oh, wait, there’s one thing I haven’t done.”

Before you could ask what he meant, he reached out and tugged gently at the pencil you had tucked behind your ear. You gasped as the pencil clattered to the table. “Changkyun!”

He laughed, but his laughter faltered when you stood to reach across the table to grab it. Your foot slipped on the chair leg, and before you knew it, you were tumbling forward—straight into his lap.

Both of you froze, your hands braced against his chest to steady yourself. His hands instinctively settled on your waist, holding you as you caught your breath.

“Smooth,” he teased, but his voice was quieter now, his gaze locked on yours.

“You caught me off guard!” you protested, your voice a little too high-pitched.

“Sure,” he murmured, his grin softening into something warmer. His thumb brushed lightly against your side, and you felt your heart stutter.

For a moment, neither of you moved, the air thick with tension. Then, almost hesitantly, you leaned in, your lips brushing his in a soft, tentative kiss.

Changkyun responded instantly, his hands tightening on your waist as he kissed you back, slow and deliberate, like he’d been waiting for this. When you pulled away, your face was flushed, and he looked just as breathless as you felt.

“Well,” he said after a beat, his smirk returning. “I think that was my most productive moment of the day.”

You groaned, hiding your face in your hands as he laughed softly, his arms still wrapped around you.

Changkyun’s laugh softened as you stayed frozen in his lap, your hands still lightly pressed against his chest. His fingers lingered on your waist, holding you like he wasn’t quite ready to let go.

“You know,” he started, his tone teasing but his eyes warm, “if you wanted to sit on my lap, you could’ve just asked.”

You groaned again, burying your face in his shoulder this time, which only made him laugh harder. The vibration of it rumbled through you, and you couldn’t help but smile despite your embarrassment.

“Changkyun, I swear…” you muttered, but your words were muffled against him.

“What? I’m just saying. Feels like a win for me,” he said, leaning back in the chair like he wasn’t currently holding you in his lap.

You finally pulled back to look at him, narrowing your eyes. “You’re impossible.”

“And yet, you’re still here,” he quipped, his grin widening.

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t deny the truth of his words. There was a flicker of something in his expression, though—something softer beneath the teasing. His hands hadn’t moved from your waist, and the way his thumb traced gentle, absent-minded circles there made your heart flutter.

“Should I get up?” you asked, your voice quieter now, unsure.

His smile faltered for a split second, and you caught the faintest flicker of disappointment in his eyes before he masked it with a shrug. “Only if you want to.”

You hesitated, your hands still resting lightly against him. The thought of moving away felt… wrong, like it would shatter the fragile, unspoken thing hanging in the air between you.

Instead, you stayed where you were, leaning in just enough that your noses brushed. His breath caught, his teasing bravado slipping as he looked at you, wide-eyed and hopeful.

“You’re such a pain,” you whispered, your lips quirking into a small smile.

“Yeah?” he murmured, his voice low and just a little shaky. “And yet…”

This time, he leaned in first, capturing your lips in a kiss that was slower, deeper, and more certain than the last. His hands slid up to your back, pulling you closer, and you melted into him, your fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt.

The world outside seemed to fade away, leaving only the warmth of him and the quiet hum of electricity between you. When you finally broke apart, your foreheads rested together, both of you breathless and grinning like fools.

“So,” he said, his voice slightly hoarse but still laced with that familiar teasing edge, “does this mean we’re done studying?”

You laughed, swatting at his chest. “We’re never going to finish at this rate.”

“Worth it,” he replied without hesitation, his grin softening into something impossibly fond.

And for once, you couldn’t argue with him.

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Sleep head pt.2 (changkyun x reader)

The walk back to your apartment was filled with the easy banter that always came so naturally between you and Changkyun. The warm glow of the streetlights cast long shadows as you both carried stacks of books and notes from the library. He’d insisted on coming over to “make sure you actually studied this time,” though his teasing grin made it clear he didn’t really mind.

When you got inside, you kicked off your shoes and dropped the books onto your small coffee table. Changkyun followed, setting his own pile down with a dramatic sigh. “You owe me snacks for lugging all this,” he said, flopping onto the couch like he owned the place.

You rolled your eyes but tossed him a bag of chips from the kitchen. “There. Now stop complaining and get to work.”

“Bossy,” he muttered, but the corner of his mouth quirked up as he ripped open the bag.

For a while, the two of you worked in companionable silence, the occasional crunch of chips or the scribble of a pen breaking the stillness. You sat cross-legged on the floor, leaning over your notebook, while Changkyun sprawled lazily on the couch, one arm draped over the backrest.

At some point, your focus started slipping again. Your eyelids grew heavy, and you let out a soft sigh, leaning back against the couch for a moment’s rest. Changkyun glanced down at you, his brow furrowing.

“You’re doing it again,” he said, nudging your shoulder with his foot.

“Doing what?” you asked, feigning innocence.

“Giving up,” he teased, mimicking your earlier words.

You glared half-heartedly at him but couldn’t fight the small smile tugging at your lips. “I’m taking a break,” you argued, leaning your head back against the couch. “You should try it sometime.”

He smirked, setting his notebook aside. “Fine. Break time.”

Without warning, he slid down from the couch to sit beside you on the floor, his knee brushing against yours. He reached for your notebook, flipping through it with exaggerated focus. “Wow, such detailed notes,” he teased. “Truly inspiring.”

“Give that back!” you laughed, reaching for it, but he held it out of your grasp.

“Not until you admit I’m a better student than you,” he said, leaning back just out of reach.

“In your dreams, Changkyun.”

The playful struggle escalated quickly, and before you knew it, you were leaning over him, both of you laughing as you tried to grab the notebook. His hand caught yours mid-grab, and suddenly, the air shifted.

You froze, your faces just inches apart, his hand still wrapped around yours. The laughter faded, replaced by a charged silence that seemed to hum between you. His eyes flicked down to your lips, just for a second, and you felt your breath catch.

“Changkyun…” you started, but your voice came out as little more than a whisper.

“Yeah?” he replied, his voice just as soft, his gaze searching yours like he was waiting for something—permission, maybe.

You didn’t know who moved first, but the next thing you knew, his lips were on yours, soft and tentative at first, like he wasn’t sure if this was okay. But when you kissed him back, his hand slid to your waist, pulling you closer as the kiss deepened.

It was slow and sweet, the kind of kiss that made everything else fall away. When you finally broke apart, both of you were breathing a little heavier, his forehead resting gently against yours.

“Well,” he said, his voice a little shaky but laced with that familiar teasing edge, “this is definitely not studying.”

You laughed softly, your hand still resting against his chest. “Maybe you’re a bad influence after all.”

He smirked, his fingers brushing lightly against your side. “I don’t hear you complaining.”

And you weren’t. Not even a little.

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Sleep head pt.1 (changkyun x reader)

The library was quiet, the faint rustle of pages and the occasional click of a keyboard the only sounds. You and Changkyun had claimed a corner table hours ago, books and notes spread out in front of you as you worked on your respective projects.

At least, that was the plan. You were supposed to be focused, but the late afternoon sun streaming through the window and the warm, comfortable silence between you had made your concentration falter. Eventually, your head began to droop, and before you realized it, you were dozing off.

Changkyun noticed the moment your pen slipped from your fingers. He looked up from his notebook, his lips twitching into a small smile as he watched you fight to stay awake.

“Giving up already?” he whispered, leaning closer.

“I’m not giving up,” you muttered, your words slurring slightly as you rested your chin on your hand. “Just… thinking.”

“Uh-huh,” he replied, clearly unconvinced.

You didn’t respond, your head slowly tilting to the side until it landed against his shoulder. He stiffened for a moment, his pen freezing mid-word, before he let out a quiet sigh. “Seriously?” he muttered, though there was no real annoyance in his tone.

He glanced down at you, your features soft and peaceful in sleep. The late afternoon light cast a warm glow over you, and Changkyun found himself staring a little too long. Carefully, he shifted, sliding his arm around the back of your chair to support you better.

“You’re impossible,” he murmured under his breath, though the smile tugging at his lips betrayed his words.

For a while, he sat there, pretending to focus on his work but utterly failing. His attention kept drifting back to you, to the way your breathing was slow and steady, to the way you instinctively leaned closer into him.

When the librarian passed by and gave him a knowing smile, he flushed, mouthing, It’s not what it looks like! But as his gaze returned to you, he wasn’t so sure if that was true anymore.

“Hey,” he said softly, gently nudging your arm. “If you sleep here too long, you’re going to wake up with a crick in your neck.”

You stirred slightly, blinking up at him with bleary eyes. “Five more minutes,” you mumbled, not moving away from his shoulder.

Changkyun chuckled, shaking his head. “Fine, five more minutes. But only because you’re not drooling. Yet.”

You swatted weakly at his chest, but your hand lingered there for a moment before you let it fall back. “You’re comfy,” you murmured, already drifting off again.

Changkyun’s cheeks flushed, but he didn’t move, his heart thudding quietly in his chest. “Yeah,” he said softly, more to himself than to you. “You’re not so bad either.”

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laying in bed with megumi, your head resting on his chest as you watch him scroll through his phone. every now and then he will scroll past a video he wants to watch and you'll bug him until he scrolls back up so you can see it—mostly all the cat videos that he gets on his explore page now that you're always sending them to him.

but he keeps shifting, almost like he's uncomfortable. and because you don't want to hurt him with your weight on top of him, when he shifts for the fifth time in less than ten minutes, you pop your chin up on his chest and look at him.

"am i too heavy?" you ask, and megumi furrows his eyebrows.

"what? no."

"you keep moving. are you uncomfy? is it because of—"

megumi shuts you up with the roll of his eyes. his jaw ticks in the way it does when he's biting his words back, and he looks up at the roof. with each breath he takes, you can feel his heart thrum in his chest just a little bit faster.

"i just... like being close to you, is all. and i don't know how to ask for what i want."

you prop yourself up a little and swing your leg over megumi to straddle his waist. his hands instinctively find your waist, and you're brushing his spiky hair up and off his forehead before pressing a gentle kiss to it.

"wha—"

"that's what you want, right?" you wiggle your eyebrows, peppering kisses over his cheeks, nose, jaw, chin... "to be kissed so much you can't breathe!"

you attack megumi with so many kisses that his attempts to push you off him become futile, and he's left to scrunch up his nose and take the brunt of your desire to smooch. he grumbles, acts like he was going to ask to go get food or something, but you catch the way his cheeks flush and he starts to laugh alongside you.

you really need to teach that boy how to ask for a kiss.

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first kiss with ateez

park seonghwa

i’m of the belief that seonghwa is a gentleman through and through

unfortunately that means no kiss until at least the third date, and even then your lips would have to look particularly plush and tempting for him to even dare

a bit of pink lip gloss does the trick, drawing his gaze to your lips more than once during the restaurant date that you find yourself on

he studies them when you talk about what’s going on in your life, watching your pretty teeth peeking out from beneath them

in fact, the more you talk, the harder it gets to pull his gaze away to look you in the eyes

how can he when your lips look so, what’s the word, kissable…

and before he can even stop himself, he’s leaning across the table and is oh-so-gently holding your face in place with a hand on your cheek

your words stop in your throat as he breathes against your lips and perhaps you can’t help but find his lips a little tempting too

you close the gap, pushing your lips against his own soft pair and holding yourself in place for just a moment or two

neither of you forget that you’re in the centre of a restaurant so you pull away, sharing a silent promise that it would be the first of many

kim hongjoong

hongjoong didn’t quite know why he felt so compelled to show you his studio so early in the relationship

it was his safe space away from the rest of the world, and yet there you were, stood right in the centre of it looking like you belonged there

and he believed that you did because why else would you look so pretty under the dim lights that shone from the ceiling?

why else would he be so tempted to pull you over to his desk chair and have a long, passionate make out session with you?

he tries to shake the dirty thoughts away, but a few linger on for longer than he’d like

and as you look around the space, he can’t quite help but imagine what it would feel like to hold his lips to yours

feeling braver than usual, he struts up to you and leans into your personal space, mouth barely an inch from your own

“can i?” he whispers, eyes flickering down to watch your lips part and your tongue dart out to wet them, “want to feel your pretty mouth on mine…”

you nod and before you know it, he has a hand on your shoulder, pulling you close and his lips on yours, drinking you in

he doesn’t pull away until you’re both dizzy from a lack of oxygen, but before you can even fully catch your breath, he’s delving in for more

jeong yunho

another gentleman except he is more than happy to kiss you on the first date as long as you’re as willing as he is

because he never really believed in love as first sight, but when he sees you for the first time, kissing you is all he can thing about

spends half of his time staring at your lips, and half of his time staring at your eyes wondering how pretty it would be to watch them flicker closed as he kisses you

tries his hardest to listen to you as you talk but how is he supposed to concentrate when all he wants to do is lean in and press his own lips against yours

ends up asking you to repeat yourself pretty much every sentence but you don’t really mind because you like the way he pouts when he asks…

both of you so desperately want to kiss the other and yet neither of you say anything, until…

“is that lipstick on your teeth?” yunho asks. you try to rub it off but you’re rubbing at the wrong tooth and yunho is just giggling to himself

you ask him to get it for you, and he freezes up because he’s unsure as to whether you’re genuinely asking him or whether it’s some sort of weird way of you asking for a kiss

he plays dumb and hopes it’s the latter, leaning in a little and extending the invitation for you to close the gap, which of course, you do

you giggle against his lips as he pushes the tip of his tongue into your mouth to wipe away the lipstick

kang yeosang

you’ve been dating for a while and you both desperately want to kiss the other but you’re shy and yeosang is clueless

the two of you are trapped in a weird sort of tango where one of you will get just about brave enough to lean in for a kiss before uncertainty kicks in and you take it back

your friends can’t be around you two anymore because it’s genuinely annoying to watch you two perform this weird ritual

they’re all silently begging for the two of you to just quit the bullshit and make out (preferably not in front of them)

but even with the hints the guys drop to yeosang, he still doesn’t seem to understand that of course you want to kiss him as badly as he wants to kiss you

until one night, you’re at his dorm for a movie night that yunho invited you over for

eventually, though, he gets fed up of watching you two love sick idiots watch one another instead of the movie and he stands up with his popcorn bowl and his blanket

“i’m going to bed,” he grumbles, shooting the two of you a frustrated look, “you two need to get a grip and make out already…”

it’s the most direct hint any of the members have given to yeosang, and finally it sinks in that holy shit! maybe you want to kiss him too???

your lips are already on his the second yunho is out of the room and he can’t help but squeak in surprise before fully leaning into the kiss

it’s unsure to start with, but the two of you soon find your feet and as per yunho’s instructions, you do in fact ‘get a grip and make out’

choi san

another gentleman but only in the sense that he likes to get verbal consent before kissing you

and he’s been waiting so patiently to ask you all night but he can’t quite bring himself to interrupt you as you very cutely ramble on about some random topic

but as much as he could sit and listen to you talk about anything with your angelic voice, he just wants to lean over to where you’re sat on his bed and kiss you

you notice him zoning out after a while and your sentences trail off

“sorry, was i rambling?” you ask, growing shy

“huh?” he shakes himself out of his trance and pouts at you, “aw, you could never ramble, babe…”

while you’re grateful that he’s so quick to squash any insecurities you might have about talking too much, you can’t help but wonder what had him so deep in thought

but before you can ask, san gets there first

“can i kiss you?” you nod, but san doesn’t do anything until you actually say it

when you finally get the word out, he smiles and lunges forwards to let his lips crash against yours

it’s not a gentle kiss, but it’s not an aggressive one either

it’s more like a long awaited one, switching from slow and sensual to desperate and depraved, before going back to the former in mere seconds!

song mingi

this man can and will kiss you whenever he feels like it

don’t get me wrong, he gets so incredibly shy around you, but he is also so incredibly impulsive that the moment he gets the idea to kiss you in his head, he can’t shake it out until he’s done it

it’s only your second date, but the two of you click so well that mingi thinks he might already be in love with you

and then he says something jokingly mean, purposefully to make you pout, and he just freezes

have your lips always looked that kissable? because right now, that’s the only thing he can think about

they look so soft and pliant and pink and before he knows it, mingi is leaning down to your height, his own lips just a breath away from yours

“do you want to kiss me?” he asks with a dopey smile, “i want to kiss you…”

you nod with a dazed expression and he closes the gap, wasting no time in deepening the kiss

he puts his huge hands on your waist and holds you flush against him as he explores your mouth

after what feels like a blissful eternity, he pulls away, panting deeply as he licks at his own lips that are covered in your spit

jung wooyoung

this little shit wants to kiss you soooo bad and unfortunately for you, he can tell that you want to kiss him too

with anyone else, that wouldn’t be a problem, but wooyoung is evil and is absolutely determined to make sure the only thing you can think of all day is his lips

he spends all day biting at his lips and flicking his pretty pink tongue over them the make them glisten in the sun light

acts extra pouty just in case he didn’t already have your full attention on his lips

he can tell by the way you zone out mid sentence to stare at his mouth that he does in fact have your full attention but that doesn’t stop him

oh no, it only drives him to be oven more of a little demon

he decides he wants to get ice cream with you despite it being the middle of winter, and for some reason you agree

he eats it in such a way that gets it smothered on his lips, but with the smirk on his face you can tell it’s intentional

you try and dab it away with a napkin but he just pouts and leans in close

with a sigh and a roll of your eyes, you take the hint and press your barely concealed smile to his own lips

he transfers the ice cream to your own lips before letting his tongue dart out to lick it up

you pull away with a grossed out whine, but he pulls you back in immediately for more

choi jongho

for jongho, the urge to kiss you built up over time

like sure, on the first date he notices how pretty your lips look but all of you is pretty and that doesn’t necessarily mean he wants to kiss you

but then on the second date, he can’t help but notice that you like to chew on your lips and somewhere in the back of his mind is a thought that has him shocked at himself

like, he’s known you for a little over a week, why is he daydreaming about tugging your bottom lip between his teeth before diving in for a kiss

and then suddenly, it’s the fifth date and you’re sat on his sofa curled into his side and he just can’t stop staring as you nibble on your bottom lip

there’s a deep internal conflict about what he should do because he just can’t sit and watch you unintentionally tease him anymore!

decides to be a little bold and takes a deep breath before using his thumb to tug your bottom lip free of your teeth

you look at him in surprise, but you have barely enough time to be shocked before his lips are descending on your own and you’re leaning into the best kiss of your life

it’s slow and passionate and jongho is holding onto you like your made of glass with his hands splayed across your lower back

you pull away before delving back for more immediately, gasping when you’d feel jongho’s teeth scrape against your bottom lip…

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𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐙 + 𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐘 𝐃𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐊 𝐒/𝐎

warning: general drunkenness, reader is referred to as "girl" in san's

seonghwa ; he's so unbelievably soft for you. something about having his pretty baby so in love with him, hanging off his arm and pressing your side impossibly closer to his, even when you're not completely yourself, makes his heart swell in his chest, his stomach doing somersaults.

"be careful, love." he chastises you gently, wrapping his arm around your shoulders and pulling you close to his side, thumb rubbing little circles on the skin of your shoulder. "don't want you getting into trouble, yeah?" and you just swoon over him, turning in his hold so your arms snaking around his own shoulders, nuzzling into his chest. and you're too hazy to notice the soft look in his eyes and the soft blush that covers his cheeks.

hongjoong ; he seems like the type to be a little insecure in a relationship. he's so busy, he porbably doesn't feel like he gives you enough attention and it gets him down a little bit. the question of what if you find someone who treats you better? always sits in the back of his mind. but when you get all clingy and sweet with him when you get a little drunk at the studio, his worries almost seem to dissipate.

"and those are the reasons why..." you start, cutting yourself off with a hiccup, resting your head against his chest from your spot in his lap. "those are the reasons why i love you." you finish, smiling to yourself in your drunken daze. "ah, okay, i see. " he indulges, nodding and smiling down at the mess you are in his lap. he hears something that sounds like a muffled "you better" coming from you, feeling the vibrations of your voice as he runs his fingers down your back.

yunho ; he would think you're the cutest thing he's ever seen <3 he's truly the type to be completely entranced by his partner and to see you have that same reverence for him? it just makes him so, so happy. he's the type to have you close to him all night, sitting in the booth of the bar wiht his arm slung around your shoulders while you lean against him, ead on his chest, hand lifted to hold his, looking up at him like he hung the stars in the sky.

"you feeling okay, baby?" he asks, noticing how quiet you'd gotten. and you'd just nod against his chest, sniffing a little bit from the drinks, mumbling that you're fine and that you just want to look at him, blinking slowly as you explain yourself. and he gets so red, smiling brightly and keeping you close to his chest proudly while the rest of the guys at the booth tease you relentlessly.

yeosang ; he gets so shy and flusterd, poor guy :( he's not a very touchy person, generally speaking, so when you go to him, laying your head in his lap where he was sitting on the couch in your apartment, once the sleepy affect of the beverage has sunken in, gazing up at him with big, lovestruck eyes, he can't help the soft pink that colors the shells of his ears.

"are you okay, y/n?" he asks, voice low, with that shy quality to it, as you look up at him, your hand reaching to cup his face, fingers tracing his birthmark delicately. "better than okay, sangie." you grin, running a thumb over the crest of his cheekbone. "i got so lucky-- to have someone to beautiful." you hiccup through your words, making him look up and away from your reverent expression, biting the inside of his cheek to hold in a smile.

san ; loves it. adores it even. you already knows he's absolutely a clingy drunk and he loves that you are too because it just proves to him how perfect you are for each other. he's the type to believe in soulmates and this is his sign. he just loves how you look at up at him, blinking slowly, and grabbing his hands, pressing little kisses to his knuckles and telling him how how handsome he is.

"yeah, honey? i'm the prettiest boy you've ever seen?" he asks, half-teasing, but you just nod in agreement, movements slow and lazy due to the alcohol flowing through your system. "i'm glad you think that." he says through a soft smile, reaching to ruffle your hair from you're leaning against his chest. "cause you're the prettiest girl i've ever seen. makes us a perfect match, doesn't it?"

mingi ; adores you when you get clingy. he's absolutely the type to revel in your physical nature. he loves how you excited you get to see him when he comes to pick you up from the bar after your friends had called him, asking for his assistance in getting you home. he loves how you run up to him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders, pressing a sloppy kiss to his cheek, telling him how much you missed these past few hours that you'd been out.

"missed me?" he asks, only half-teasing, laughing to himself when you nod against his chest, mussing your hair in the process. "i missed you, too, honey." he grins, leaning down to press a kiss to the crown of your head. "now lets get you home, yeah?" and he smiles to himself at how you cling onto his arm, grip vice-like in the car.

wooyoung ; he doesn't seem like the type to let himself be soft often. he feels like he has to be funny or flirty or abrasive at all times, but all those walls come down when he's around you, especially when your uninhibited and he knows you need his help. his voice gets so soft, touch gentle as he lets you wrap yourself around him, nuzzling into his chest, pressing sloppy kisses to the skin there.

"okay, baby," he starts when your body goes nearly limp against his. "you think it's time to go home?" and you just shake your head, hair mussing against him, before raising your gaze to meet his and mumbling something about how you'd go wherever he wanted you to. and he'd just laugh, soft and warm, wrapping an arm around your waist and leading you out of the bar. "alright, alright. let's get you home, lovey.

jongho ; although he doesn't necessarily seem like the clingiest person himself, he does seem like the type to enjoy having a clingy partner. it has something to do with him liking to be needed. it makes his chest puff up in pride and his eyes shine when you latch onto him. especially when you're all hazy and uninhibited, letting him take care of you.

"oh, really?" he grins pulling you close to him as you grapple onto his strong arms as you mumble something about how strong he is and how you adore him and everything he does for you. "you need me that much?" he asks, tone almost condescending if it wasn't him, and if you weren't inebriated. he shifts his grip around you as you nod againist his arm, staring up at him with big, sparkly eyes. the image of you so adoring of him makes his heart swell in his chest, biting his lip and trying to swallow his smile.

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08:14 - 08:15 am

❥ yunho x shorter gn!reader

➳ warnings: yunho is such a big tease, he is in love with you, whipped for you, but still

➳ thanks to @wonsheep for helping me fix my grammar mistakes and for giving me advice how to convert a whole story into another language precisely ❣

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when the universe's stars are blinking back at him from your eyes and your mouth is drooping into a sweet pout, there is no cuter sight for your boyfriend. at this time his heart skips a beat, and he would prefer to squish your face cooing about how little and adorable you are, and he adores you so much.

but manages to keep his desires at bay, so he can enjoy the show a bit more which is only for him. 'cause you ask him with that face. when you don't want to order, when you want a bite from his food, when you want to be the big spoon, when you really want to take him to the cinema. and it's very effective, the boy can't resist your face.

"yuyu..."

"yes, sweetcheeks?"

hearing this pet name, your lips turn into a light smile. "bend down!" then your brows furrow in confusion, 'cuz yunho isn't coming closer to your height, on top of that, he folds his arms, the charming smile on his face becoming wider, teasing and naughty.

"why should i?"

you pout. of course you want a kiss. you love kissing and cuddling, and the boy loves kissing you and wrapping his arms around you, keeping you close. yet, the prideful, sassy side of him says to not let you win so easily and find out exactly how long it takes for you to give up. after the sigh of defeat will leave you, yunho will be able to pamper you with sorry-kisses and make it up to you.

"your eyes are gorgerous and your lips are sweet, but they cannot tell me why i should bend down."

a person of actions rather than voicing your needs, you much better like expressing yourself with this good-for-everything facial expression for example. it works every tike like a charm, and it's the perfect bullet to yunho's heart. but now it suddenly isn't granting your wish. your throat becomes sore, bitterly thinking about kissing and what if yunho just says no. it would hurt. so you resist his will, defiantly standing on your tiptoes to reach his mouth, but he steps back. he laughs at you, giggling in his deep voice at your failed attempt to kiss him.

you exhale through your nose, taking note of yunho's second victory, but this is still not the end of the war, not at all. you didn't sigh in defeat yet.

you shuffle into the living room. you can feel yunho's curious gaze on your back as you grab the pouffe and bring it to him. his heart melts when he gets what you are doing. you really are doing everything to get that kiss. the thing lands before him with a loud poof. in the bext moment, you're standing up on it. you become a little taller than him this way, making you proud. you use the cute face again.

"what?" yunho blinks with faux innocence. at least he doesn't back down.

you hold his hand, place it on your face, leaning into his touch.

"please?"

yunho sighs in surrender, caresses your skin softly with his tumb, and it makes you smile widely with visible excitement. for this, the defeat is worth it for him.

it's also worth it for the soft kisses. he gives them slowly, gently and with love. you happily accept each of them, holding on his shoulder to reciprocate them without falling down. for safety's sake, yunho wraps his arms around you, so he can keep you as close to him as possible.

[fluffy-candy54]

Angel baby

𖤐 Summary: after having a mental breakdown you look to Seonghwa for comfort

𖤐 Paring: Seonghwa x fem!reader

𖤐 Rating/Genre: Fluff!, pg13

𖤐 Au: Non idol AU, white trash trailer park

𖤐 Word count: 541

𖤐 Warnings: cigarette smoking, lil bit if crying at the beginning

𖤐 A/n: I’m imagining white trash trailer park bc it gives me comfort I grew up in rural areas where it was a few trailers and was kind run down.

Network tag: @cultofdionysusnet

“S-Seonghwa!” You cried waking into the living room looking for your boyfriend. You were having a bad mental breakdown and you had locked yourself in the bathroom trying to deal with it by yourself but you couldn’t do it. You couldn’t stop crying and you needed his comfort.

When you got to the living room but you didn’t see him until he quickly walked in from outside when he heard you crying for him. You stood in the middle of the living room with tears running down your face continuously. Seonghwa was quick to pull up into his arms and comfort you

“It's okay my love I’m here, I’m here” he whispered, holding you closer, running his fingers through your hair to calm you down. You wrapped your hands around his waist to make sure he didn’t go anywhere, laying your head on his chest as you took in his scent. He smelt like his vanilla cologne and cigarettes. The smell instantly calming you.

“Take deep breaths. Do you want to go sit on the porch angel?”

You nodded before he picked you up and walked back outside to sit back on the loveseat you guys had on the porch. The both of you sat on the love seat outside. You took a seat on his lap straddling him.

He wrapped his arms around you, holding you close, rubbing your back to comfort you. You looked up at him and smiled, giving him a peck on the lips. You felt so safe in his arms you didn’t wanna leave.

You stopped crying as you started to feel better. You closed your eyes as you rested your head on his shoulder. He flickered his lighter while softly humming a tune. You felt even more at ease when the aroma of a fresh cigarette filled your nose.

Once more, you leaned your head against his chest to hear his heartbeat. You smiled feeling secure, cherished, and joyous. You smiled and lay your head back on his chest, listening to his heartbeat as you gave him a gentle chest kiss while hearing him chuckle quietly. You laid there for a long time, taking comfort in his company and watching the hours pass as you dozed off in his arms.

You awoke the next morning to Seonghwa kissing your forehead, realizing you had fallen asleep outside, your legs were numb from the position you had fallen asleep in, and you looked up to hwa, who was smoking as usual. "Did I just fall asleep out here?" You questioned, and Seonghwa nodded, blowing the smoke out of his mouth. "Yes, and I’ve had to piss for hours, but you looked comfortable, so I didn't want to move you."

You laughed at him and stepped away from him, letting your legs hang to stretch. Seonghwa grinned and kissed you quickly before handing you his cigarette and saying, "finish it for me, I'll go make us some coffee," to which you agreed and took the cigarette between your fingers. "I love you, hwa"

“I love you too my angel baby”

You watched as he walked in the house “extra cream!” You yelled, smiling. You loved this man so much and you’d make sure you’d never let him go.

[fluffy-candy54]

HIIIIII [first I wanna say that I love your work so much and am so happy to meet an atiny/carat writer! I hope we can become moots!]

I do have a request and it is: ateez reacting to s.o kissing their neck

take your time, and good luck with all of ur work, fighting!!

YES WE SO CAN!!! 🥰 Thank you so much for the encouragement love! I hope you love this reaction 😊

Ateez Reaction to S/O Kissing Their Neck

I'll give this my classic rating but up it for this one… 🤏🏻🤏🏻 suggestive hehe 👀👀👀

Hongjoong

You couldn't take the way his eyes devoured you, treasured you, any more. Inhaling, you quickly shut the space between you and Hongjoong, all the lightning tension between you arcing into your joined lips as his grip on your hip tightened. It was a short but passionate kiss, one that had Hongjoong giving you a smile of pleasant surprise afterward.

"Oh?"

"Yep," you replied, "and I'm just getting started."

Pecking his lips several times, you migrated from their softness to trace the beautiful structure of his face, outlining his cheekbone and down to his jaw with your lips.

He gave an exasperated chuckle. "I'm supposed to be the one spoiling you," he said even as he tilted his head to grant you access, smiling impishly down at you.

"Maybe I get something out of this, too," you teased back, kisses resuming in full swing, this time down his neck and into the territory availed to you by his partially-unbuttoned shirt.

"Alright, but anything you're giving me, I'm going to pay back double," Hongjoong tells you with a grin that sends shivers down your spine as you part from his chest to gaze at him.

"H-how are you going to do that?" You faltered slightly underneath that intense gaze you loved so much.

"Let's just say," his lips curl up even further, the hand on your hip drawing light circles, "by the time I'm done, everyone will know you're mine."

Seonghwa

Seonghwa is in the kitchen standing over a mixing bowl of batter when he feels arms snake around his waist and lips against his neck.

He giggles deeply. "That better be (y/n)," he teases.

Your hands nudge his sides, prompting him to set the spoon in his hand down and turn to face you, smiling at the loving expression on your face. His hands wrap around you, too, both of you standing in an embrace against the counter.

“It’s my lucky day,” he keeps joking, leaning down to brush your nose with his, “it is you. My (y/n).”

You smile at the pet name, moving your hands to fall around his neck, which you press one more quick kiss to. “Always.”

He leans down, kisses your forehead first before moving to your cheek, then pecking your lips several times, smiling and exhaling little chuckles against them as you leaned forward for more.

“I have to finish up here! Want to help me?”

You nod, lowering your hands to back hug him again.

“Alright,” he shakes his head fondly at your clinginess, “help me stir, then the real work begins.” He reaches to his waist, taking hold of your hands, placing the spoon in your dominant one and using it to mix the batter as he kept seasoning it.

After that, you dedicated yourself to actual tasks, but each time you passed Seonghwa by, you pressed a kiss to his cheeks or neck, enjoying the surprise and wide, almost childlike smile of joy that crossed his face every single time.

Yunho

It's not like you don't want to do it, frankly, but you mainly want to get Yunho's attention. You're sinking into couch cushions, sunlight lazily filters through the blinds, and Yunho is playing some video game or another. You stopped paying attention, instead visually tracing his focused side profile, eyes drinking in every shift and narrow of his own, the way his thumbs dart over the controller.

Watching your boyfriend play doesn’t bother you, but you are getting a bit bored. He isn’t always granted a surplus of free time, after all, & the most selfish voice of your mind is vying for the argument that he should spend it with you. Instead of whining, though, which you have the sense to realize no one enjoys, you simply scoot in closer, cushions creaking faintly beneath you, and gently run your fingers over Yunho’s jawline, pulling close enough to press your lips to his neck. As badly as you want his lips on yours, interrupting a man’s game is never a good idea.

He tenses a bit beneath your touch, breaths coming a little faster. “Wh- what are you doing?” He asks.

You press a few more kisses, moving a bit lower each time. “I don’t know, you’re playing your game, I just want to appreciate you.”

“Maybe when I’m done with this round-”

“Maybe when you’re done with this round…”

You both spoke at the same time. Giggling into his neck, you get closer still, legs pressed against his as he gave a few giggles of his own.

“Maybe what?” You ask, tilting your head so that he’s almost forced to face you.

“Just wait and see,” he smiles, leaning forward to place a quick peck to your lips before his focus returns to the screen.

Yeosang

You and Yeosang were on the couch, both of you on your backs, your head resting over his heart. Neither of you had spoken for a bit, just enjoying the small sunbeams filtering in through the window as you played gently with Yeosang’s hand that was slung over you.

On a whim you turned slightly, careful that your hip wouldn’t dig into him, and leaned up just a little bit higher, your head reaching the crook of Yesosang’s neck. Your lips fell into place, ghosting over his skin at first, but when you felt him shift a bit beneath you, clearly starting a little at the sudden warmth, it spurred you on.

This time, you kissed him unabashedly, giving the exposed skin long, slow appreciation. Drawing out every motion you possibly could. Your hand that was playing with his gave it a little squeeze.

“What’s this?” Yeosang asks, eyes wide and sounding a bit flustered.

You can’t help but giggle at the pure and wholesome man you love so much. “You mean you don’t know?” You reply.

“Well, ah, I mean…” He stutters as you place the longest, most lingering kiss yet at the very base of his throat, a small gasp escaping with the trailed-off words.

You lift yourself up on your elbows, pulling up still so your heads are in line and sparing your boyfriend, just rubbing your noses together with a smile. “Don’t worry about it,” you tell him, starting to lay back down, but his hand catches yours.

“No,” he says, gaze following yours down, “please continue.”

San

“Sannie, no!” You giggle, running away from your boyfriend, with whom you are currently locked in a playful chase along the grass.

He’s proudly brandishing a water gun, smug grin more than evident on his face as he barrels toward you. “Sannie, yes!”

“No!” You exclaim, turning on your heels and running around a garden wall, stopping to catch a few shaking, laughing breaths.

You’d tossed a water balloon at him, your entire arsenal, and now San sees fit to get you back for it. His revenge is quite disproportionate in your eyes, for even with as warm as it was you aren’t exactly in the mood to get soaked.

San is close; the grass rustles and he whispers “I’m gonna get you!”

“Not today!” You shout back, peeling out from around the wall and back towards those of the house, bare feet padding against the soft green grass.

San quickly catches up, giggling as he backs you into a corner, raising the blue and green plastic abomination in his hand. It’s going to take a massive trump card to escape this one…or maybe you’re overthinking it.

Stepping forward in the little space you have left, you reach your arms around San, hands gently running up and down his back. His smug expression immediately begins softening, the gorgeous soft eyes you love on him starting to pop out. With a smile, you lean in to give his neck a few kisses, feeling him crane to open up more as you do so. He’s warm beneath your touch, pulse pounding from all the running; you kiss right over the pulse point, wondering if you can make it go even faster.

Before you can wonder much more San is sweeping you into his arms, booping your nose and telling you how cute you are before yanking you into his lips. One hand holds you, the other reaches up into your hair, and as your lips move against his you slide San’s offending water rifle closer to you with your foot, stepping down on it as hard as you can. San trails kisses of his own down your neck before peppering your cheeks, expression melting at the fact that you initiated affection.

When you finally separate, San ruffles your hair and giggles. You step back a bit, holding up your contraband water rifle. “So, truce then?”

Mingi

"I can be cool!" You protested against Mingi's teasing. You know he thinks you're the coolest person alive, but you and your boyfriend had gotten into a playful debate on if you could be a rapper.

"Oh, yeah? Prove it, then," Mingi shot back with a grin.

"Ok, fine," you all but pouted, "I will."

Giving him a light shove, you watched him stumble back a little, taking the opportunity to lead him a couple more steps until his back hit the wall. Leaning forward, you rested your left palm against it at his side, eyes traveling up to his in the best approximation of the classic pose as you could attempt. Mingi's jaw dropped a bit, raising the corners of your lips in a satisfied smile. You leaned up and placed a kiss to his neck.

"See? I can do the bad boy pose. I'm cool," you say as you start to walk off.

Mingi's hand catches your left hand as it peels from the wall, though, and you feel the tug, turning back to face him with a tilt of your head. He's looking at you with doe eyes, his buggy expression of surprise fading to affection.

"You are cool, but don't take my job," he says.

You giggle, and he reels you back into his chest, your hand falling there as his that isn't holding yours rests on your back, bringing you forward into an electrifying kiss. You feel his heartbeat beneath your palm, the way his hand lightly squeezes and plays with yours as your lips move in sync. You trap Mingi again as he pulls away, this time not against the wall, but with his forehead against yours.

"You have nothing to worry about, my cool guy."

Wooyoung

It was all impulse, really. Wooyoung was teaching you a couples’ dance he wanted to try, and frankly it was quite…intimate. A bit Latin-inspired, it had some close moves that reminded you of the tango followed by him pulling you close. When he did that, he also rolled his head back, exposing the skin of his neck and making that much more of a show from his quite notably unbuttoned black shirt.

Wooyoung viewed his body as part of the art and you couldn’t help but agree. The third time you practiced getting swept into his arms, his head rolling away as you were held against the warmth of his chest, his heart hammering beneath you, you leaned forward, your lips finding his throat like they were magnetized there.

You felt him give a deep hum beneath you as he, rather than step into the sequence's next move, immediately slid both of his hands to be flush around your waist. When you pulled away slightly, Wooyoung attacked, his own lips latching onto the spot above your collarbone. His hips angled, drifting forward until they were fully flush against yours.

"So this is what you want, huh?"

"Well," you teased, voice low as Wooyoung’s lips traveled down and then back up, “seems like you do too."

"Of course," he agreed as he trailed kisses up your neck and to your cheek, "why would I not?"

Jongho

It was one of your greatest joys in life to have such a sensible, loving boyfriend at your side. However, he wasn’t the most into physical touch, at least not nearly as much as you were. Sometimes Jongho just needed some encouragement.

He lay at your side, half under the sheets and half out, just plaintively staring at the ceiling as he rested on his back, not one part of him touching you. You felt your lips fall into a pout, wishing he would cuddle with you now that your bedtime conversation had ceased, dreamy words subsiding in favor of that near-sleep contemplative state.

You knew part of it was that he didn’t want to overstep boundaries, didn’t want to disturb you. But if that was the case, you considered as you shifted in the sheets, mattress creaking a bit beneath your motion, it was your job to show him he would not be disturbing you in the slightest. And you knew exactly what would flip Jongho’s affection switch.

Scooting closer to him, you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, snuggling into his neck and kissing him before he could protest or question the sudden gesture. Sure enough, you felt Jongho relax, firm muscles melting still after a momentary freeze. As you nuzzled in, lips still traveling, he tilted his head, giving you greater access, and you smiled. Jackpot.

Jongho loved it when you kissed his neck, and you sure didn't mind taking advantage of that fact, especially right then. He flipped over from his back to his side, suddenly facing you, those big beautiful eyes you loved staring intently.

"Why this all of a sudden?"

"Because I love you," you replied, eyelashes fluttering.

"Well, let me return the favor, too," he told you, propping his head up with one hand.

You couldn't resist a smile as he pulled you closer.

[fluffy-candy54]

taking care of you. — park seonghwa.

pairing. park seonghwa x fembodied!reader

synopsis. you always wait for seonghwa to come home from work before eating dinner, something that makes seonghwa realize how thankful he is for you.

genre/warnings. just them being in love . literally . smut ! mdni . (once again, barely any smut :')

word count. 1.8k

authors note. i'm in my soft hours leave me alone </3

BOUQUETS OF FLOWERS, GIGGLES IN BETWEEN FEATHERLIKE KISSES AND INTERWINED LIMBS. If you were to describe how loving Seonghwa felt, you’d describe it just like that. Featherlike.

Kisses on the forehead when the morning sun rises, just like the kisses left behind on your inner thighs when nothing but the moon lights up the room. Nine red roses decorating the vase in your living room for your birthday and rough fingers wiping away every tear that dared to spill past your lashline; that’s what loving Seonghwa felt like.

Delicate, rough and passionate.

The sound of the knife hitting the cutting board ricochetted off the walls as you pressed the knife down, the ticking of the clock hanging on the wall keeping you company while the rest of the apartment remained silent. You had contemplated turning on the TV, just to let some random show play so you’d feel less lonely, but ultimately decided against it. You wouldn’t be able to hear when he came home if you did, after all.

It was a comfortable silence, you and the sound of the knife repeatedly hitting the cutting board, followed by the ticking of the clock. Counting down the minutes, the minutes left until he finally came home and you would no longer have to endure the longing silence that had filled your apartment ever since he left that very same morning.

If it was up to you and if you could decide, you’d never let him leave your grasp. You’d never let him slip out of your arms, holding him as close as psychically possible until the end of time; just you, him and the comfort of having each other. But life didn’t work like that and you knew it didn’t, but oh how you wished it did - in a way, though, you were kind of grateful it didn’t.

Because if life had worked like that, you’d never get to experience the sound of his keys turning and the front door slowly creaking open and his warm presence filling the once cold and empty apartment.

Your fingers slipped off the handle before you could even register it and you don’t even bother to look if the knife landed on top of the cutting board, because you’re already on your way towards the front door with a wide smile plastered on your lips; warmth spreading across your chest from the second you heard his keys clicking in place. 

And no matter how many times he comes home from work, you swear your heart skips a beat just the same about every time.

With his hair falling just below his eyes and messily styled thanks to the winds raging outside, he greets you with a smile just as big as the one plastered on your lips. 

‘’Hi baby,’’ His voice comes out softly as the briefcase he was holding in his hand hit the ground - just as soft as he himself and you wonder for a split second if time has stopped, or if it’s just his presence alone that makes it feel like the world stopped spinning. ‘’Hi,’’ You croak out and he opens his arms, inviting you into his embrace.

And you gladly accept it, stepping forward so you can wrap your arms around his torso; pressing your cheek against his shoulder and as his perfume fills your senses, you let go of a breath you didn’t even know you were holding. He lets out a low chuckle as your arms find their way around his figure, his own arms wrapping around you and placing his head on top of your own; his lips pressing a soft kiss onto the crown of your head. ‘’I missed you today,’’

A low hum leaves your throat, a hum in agreement, and even though you want to tell him how much you missed him too and how empty the apartment felt with him; you don’t. Instead, you let your eyes flutter shut as you nuzzle yourself deeper into his embrace; his perfume invading all your senses and his lips repeatedly pressing soft kisses into your hair. 

Suddenly all the hours you had spent on your own, silence lingering in ever corner and your eyes darting to the clock every now and then, didn’t feel as dreadful as they initinally had. No, in his embrace and with his lips pressed against your hair, every single hour you had spent waiting for him felt almost worth it. 

‘’I was just getting dinner ready,’’ You mumbled into his shoulder, your eyes still fluttered shut as he used one of his hands to gently stroke your back. A low hum left the back of his throat in response, nodding his head against your own as his fingers continued to dance across your back. ‘’You didn’t have to wait for me, you know,’’

His words caused a small smile to form on your lips, one of his hands finding its way from your back to your face; gently grabbing onto your jaw before making you look up at him. Your eyes fluttered back open, his eyes meeting yours; causing your smile to grow even bigger. 

‘’I know,’’ You mumbled in response, letting both your hands wander from his back to his chest, watching as you wrapped them around his neck before looking back up at him. ‘’But I always wait for you.’’

Your soft words caused a smile to form on his lips, his eyes slightly glistening under the dimly lit light hanging from the ceiling. Using his thumb to stroke your cheek, he slightly tilted his head; a smile still plastered on his lips as he scanned your face. ‘’I know you do, and I’m so thankful.’’

Even when he got off work late, long after the sun had settled and long after you had gotten home, you still waited for him. You always did, no matter when he got off work, you always waited; just so you could sit at the dinner table together and you could let him talk about his day, talk about what had bothered him during the day and listen to him laugh about something funny that happened at work - all with a smile on your lips.

And Seonghwa? Seonghwa treasured you for it.

A comfortable silence once again engulfed the apartment, but it wasn’t the same comfortable silence that had filled the room moments before; no, it was nothing like the silence that had lingered while he was gone. This time, the silence was more relaxed and not as cold; it felt like a home again. Not only to you, but to Seonghwa as well.

Still smiling, he ran his thumb across your cheek before slightly bending down; capturing your lips in a soft kiss. Your smile didn’t fade into the kiss and neither did his, a small sigh leaving your lips as his soft lips pressed against your own; your fingers finding their way into his hair, running your fingertips against his scalp - earning a low hum in approval from him.

Slowly pulling away, he rested his forehead against your own; your eyes fluttering open and meeting his gaze, a small smile still decorating your lips. ‘’You always take such good care of me, Y/N,’’ He let out, his voice almost coming out as a whisper. You just smiled at him, slightly shaking your head while your fingers continued to massage his scalp. ‘’And I’ll continue to do so.’’

His smile widened upon hearing your words, his heart almost tearing at the seams; causing his grip on the side of your face to grow more firm and his fingers gripping onto the fabric decorating your back. Capturing your lips in yet another kiss, he tugged you closer to him; your chest colliding with his own and a small gasp leaving your lips in surprise. Seonghwa, however, just let his fingers dance across your cheek before they eventually reached right behind your ear; gently intertwining them into your hair.

A small hum in approval left your throat as his lips moved against your own, his tongue swiping against your bottom lip before eventually deepening the kiss; his touch still gentle and soft, even when he slightly pulled away and his breathing quickened. ‘’Now let me take care of you.’’

With his coat discarded on the floor leading into the living room and your pants thrown somewhere you didn’t even know nor could you bring yourself to care, you rested your head against the back of the couch; your eyes fluttering shut and your lips parting.

‘’Seonghwa,’’ You breathed, earning a low hum from the boy currently seated between your legs. Placing a wet kiss on the inside of your thigh, he looked up at you, even though you couldn’t see him with your eyes shut. Not that you had to see him, no, his gaze on you was all you needed.

With two of his fingers slowly circling over your clothed core, a small whimper left your lips; both his hands placed on either side of your thighs to keep them separated as your feet rested on the couch. ‘’You deserve this,’’ He mumbled against your skin, leaving trails of wet kisses up and down your skin, ‘’You deserve everything, baby.’’

His praises combined with his touch caused you to whimper out his name once more, your voice almost breaking and coming out as a whisper. Pressing one last kiss onto your inner thigh, one of his hands danced across your skin before eventually hooking one of his fingers under the hem of your underwear. ‘’I’ll make you feel so good,’’ He murmured before pulling your underwear to the side, ‘’So, so good,’’ He continued, pressing a soft kiss onto your clit; his eyes watching as pleasure took over your features.

‘’Please,’’ You managed to get out, your fingers desperately tugging at his hair as he continued pressing soft kisses onto your core. Shushing you, he used the hand still resting on your thigh to gently massage the skin; soothing you. ‘’I got you,’’ He mumbled, ‘’I got you now and forever.’’

A gasp left your lips as his tongue finally came into contact with your slit, slowly running his tongue down it before pressing a kiss against your entrance. As his tongue traveled back up and slowly swirled around your clit, you let your head sink further into the couch as a hum of approval left his throat; his voice coming out muffled.

Dinner had been long forgotten and you weren’t sure if the food you had put on the counter about an hour ago was even still edible, yet it didn’t matter. No, with your fingers threading through Seonghwas hair and his hand gently massaging your thighs, the dinner you had just been preparing was the least of your worries.

And that’s when the realization hit you, that not even life could come in between the love you two shared, not even if it tried to.

[fluffy-candy54]

Please Kiss Me

pairing: choi san x reader (genderneutral)

genre: fluff + first kisses

description: although shy and inexperienced, you were determined that this was the night that you were going to ask san to kiss you (700ish words)

note: so happy sm ppl enjoyed my first writing, hope this one is liked too ^_^

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San had taken you on five dates and officially asked you out three weeks ago, you were so happy but you were nervous. Being very inexperienced with love and only now in your first relationship, both made you scared to partake in any intimacy with San. The furthest you have gotten is holding hands and San kissing your cheek a few times after your dates. You have already noticed how touchy of a person San is, he is almost always touching or cuddling his friends. This makes you feel bad because you can tell he is holding back from doing a lot with you because you never initiate any physical touch first. But now you want to change that.

Saturday nights are San nights, he claimed them saying he needs to spend every Saturday night with you. Most of the time it is spent hanging out at either of your places to watch a movie, play games, or talk. This Saturday night is movie night so you are walking to San’s place nervous because you are going to ask San if he can kiss you.

Knocking on the door it only takes a few seconds before the door opens and San's cute face is smiling at you, ‘’Hi lovely, I missed you’’

‘’San you saw me this morning’’ you giggled walking in and walking to the living room to set down your stuff and the snacks you had brought as a surprise.

''You brought snacks! My favorite ones!'' San gleamed at you smiling so bright it made your heart warm. His eyes and the way his hands almost moved towards you, showing how badly he wanted to touch you. Instead, San unpacks the bag of snacks onto the coffee table and tells you about a few movies he picked for you guys to watch.

Halfway through watching movies you couldn't remember anything of what you have been watching, every time San moved you were so conscious of it. You were so incredibly nervous that your palms were sweating.

San was sitting next to you on the couch but there was some distance between the both of you. This seemed like a good place to start and give you time to work up the courage.

Slowly you moved closer to San until your thigh was lightly pressed against his, so light that San didn't even notice. You keep moving closer until your body is touching San's from your shoulder to your thigh. Now, San notices but he doesn't say anything, he doesn't even move. Neither of you moves until the third movie is over and San takes this as a chance to get up to get another drink.

''Uh-do you want something too?'' San asks, and it almost looks like there is a faint pink color on his cheeks.

''Water please'', when San comes back you were going to ask him to kiss you, it was now or never.

As soon as San sits down next to you, the same closeness before he left, you take a sip of your water and turn to him.

''San..can you,'' the nervousness is building up in your throat, making you stumble on your words, ''um, could you please,''

A hand comes to rest on top of yours and you pause to meet San's eyes. His eyes are so kind and his smile is so soft and sweet. Everything about him was beautiful, his soft imperfect skin, the shape of his nose, and how inviting his lips looked.

''y/n? Baby?''

Realizing that you have just been staring at him, your mouth decides for you and says, ''please kiss me''

San breathes out a small laugh before his hands come to hold your face, caressing your cheeks with his thumbs.

''Baby all you had to do was ask'' he teases

''Sannie-'' you start to whine but his lips on yours stop you. The kiss is so soft and his thumbs never stop moving against your cheeks. When San pulls away from you, instinctively you chase after his lips, making San laugh lightly at you again.

Letting go of your face his hands move to rub your upper arms, ''Was that good?''

''Mhm, thank you'' you blushed and leaned away from him so you could lean against the back of the couch, but San moved with you. He took your hand in his and pressed so close to you that your faces were only inches apart.

''I won't be able to keep my lips and hands off you now'' he whispered before pressing a soft kiss to your jaw.

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[fluffy-candy54]

and you're here

pairing: mingi x f!reader

genre: smut

contents: established relationship, teasing (they are a lil silly goofy), dom/sub dynamics, a hint of possessiveness, fingering (f receiving), praise, dirty talk, reader gets called princess and baby, lots of i love yous

word count: 872

"He's on his way." Mingi said as you walked back in the room, plopping down onto the couch next to him. Upon seeing the confusion on your face, he clarified. "Pizza delivery guy."

"Oh, nice!" You cuddled into his side, wrapping your arms around one of his. His hand rested on your thigh with familiarity, squeezing the flesh for a second. "I thought Wooyoung had decided to visit without notice again." Your boyfriend snorted.

"He's not included in the plans I have for tonight."

"Oh?" You eyed him curiously, eyes scanning the side of his face while he scrolled through his phone absentmindedly.

"Want you all to myself, that's all."

The sentence made you flush.

"And Wooyoung being here prevents that?" You teased. Mingi turned to give you a look of mock disbelief before he leaned forward to kiss you. It was short, pointed. Purposeful.

"He knows his place, princess. Do you?" He held your gaze with ease, face so close to yours. You struggled not to look away as you nodded, and he was smiling. "Pretty."

The doorbell rang just as Mingi was getting comfortable between your legs. He left for the door with a giggle and an apologetic kiss to your inner thigh. You were ready to forgo the pizza and drinks, but he kept insisting that you needed to get some food in your stomach and kissing your cheek and saying please so you ate. You both ate, you a little too quickly while you eyed everything but the movie he'd put on for entertainment.

Your eyes kept going to his thigh, and then to his hand wrapped around the remote. His lips, shining with spit because he kept licking at them to collect remains of pizza sauce. His nose, his cheekbones, his freshly dyed pink hair. You clung to his side again, groaning into the skin of his neck. He embraced you, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you halfway on top of him.

"So needy, hm?"

Mingi helped you sit sideways on his lap, his arm supporting your neck and back. His other hand touched your cheek lightly, thumb caressing your bottom lip.

"You look so good it's making me insane," you whined. "Kiss me?" 

He leaned down wordlessly and pressed his lips to yours, this time soft and slow and steady. He whispered a yes into the kiss when you wrapped a hand around the back of his neck, his other arm coming around your torso as well. You were positively wrapped around eachother, two parts of the same thing. His tongue licked the back of your teeth and you groaned, needing more of him.

"Baby." His hand dipped past the band of your sweatpants and went straight to cupping you over your panties, as if it was always meant to be there. Your legs trembled as you opened them for him.

You pulled his face closer to you and kissed every inch of it as he started to move his fingers over your clothed core, gingerly, exploring. He had his eyes closed, just taking you in; everything that came with loving you. You gasped into the corner of his mouth when he started circling his middle finger over your clit, your nose pressed into the side of his.

"I love you." Mingi whispered, his hand sliding under your underwear – maybe to himself, he realized after the words came out of his mouth. Yet he repeated it a little louder, wanting you to know. "Love you." 

You mumbled the words back, too drunk on him to elaborate. His fingers found their way inside you as they always did, and you felt your thoughts go blank for a second. He kept two of them fully inside and moved his wrist ever so slowly, massaging your walls in a way that made your forehead scrunch and the corners of your eyes prickle with tears.

"Gi…" You balled your hand over the front of his shirt, feeling the familiar gurgling of want at the bottom of your tummy.

"Always do so well for me. So perfect." He whispered, moving so that he could press his lips to your forehead in a gentle kiss. "Gonna come all over my fingers? Make a mess for me?"

Your legs spasmed around his hand, cunt squeezing his fingers. Your head lulled back limply, supported by his arm. He watched you, pliant under his touch and embrace, mouth hanging open as you gasped and moaned and whined every time his hand moved, eyes rolled into the back of your head. 

"Feels so good, yeah?" You nodded with a sigh, feeling a third finger slip inside. You choked around a sob, pulling on the front of his shirt. It felt so, so good. Heavenly. "My princess deserves it, taking me so well."

"Oh, I–"

Your attempt at a please died on your lips as your orgasm ripped through you unannounced. You felt nothing and everything all at once, your fingertips prickling with electricity and all you could think was Mingi, Mingi, Mingi, my Mingi.

"I got you, baby, I'm here."

You could barely hear him over the sound of your heartbeat, but you knew.

I love you so much.

"I know, princess. I know."

[fluffy-candy54]

✧Love Sick✧

hey guys, this is my first time writing and posting something (kinda nervous lol). I am not a full time writer so I don't write much and won't post a lot. The idea of this piece has been lingering around in my head for a while so I thought I would put it into words :)

Please interact, share and let me know how you guys like it <3

Pairing: Im Changkyun (I.M) x reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: none

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You've been friends with Monsta X for about 3 years now. You all love hanging around with each other every now and then. As a singer yourself, you have helped them around in the studio to record their songs.

You always had a thing for Changkyun. The way he acted all soft and flirty around you made you feel things. His aura and voice always made you feel weak. You have always been a huge fan of his rapping and would catch yourself staring at him whenever he would record his rap.

There were times where you wanted him to be your man but you were scared to put your friendship in danger.

Changkyun works a lot and everyone knows it. He would always work on his solo project alongside the group projects.

He was working on a new song to add to his album. He was almost done with his part of the song but he found the song to be incomplete. He was looking for a voice to make it complete. Changkyun always admired your vocals and music and was ready to ask you to feature on his song.

"Hey Y/N, you know i've been working on my album and I am stuck on the last song, Love Sick. I've been searching for a voice to make the track complete and no one fits better than you. I would love to have your voice in it Y/N. Come over to my studio tomorrow and we'll work it out ;)"

This text sent you to cloud nine. You were jumping up and down and giggling like a baby. You were reading the text over and over again and smiling so much that you almost forgot to reply to it. You were in seventh heaven as your dream to collab with kyun was finally coming true.

The next day, you tried to dress up cute as you were going to his studio for the first time, you've only been to the studio they have at starship. It kinda felt like a big deal to you as he never invites anyone to his studio except his hyungs.

You had butterflies in your tummy and kept fidgeting. Just as you reached his studio, you stood at the door took in deep breaths and knocked.

He opened the door and greeted you with a soft smile. He pulled you in for a hug and guided you inside. You have hugged changkyun a lot of times but somehow it felt different today.

Changkyun was telling you about the song but you just couldn't keep your eyes off him. The way his long hair was falling on his face and the usual purple shirt with some sweats never failed to make you flutter.

"....and that's about it, now I just need you to bless this song with your voice", he said insistently. You smiled at his words, "You have no idea how long I have been waiting to make a song with you kyun, believe me today is my day to shine", you said. He laughed at your cuteness and guided you over to the recording booth.

You put on the headphones and drank some water. Changkyun asked you if you were ready to start and you gave him a thumbs up.

You took and breath and started singing your verse.

Changkyun seeing you from the outside lost his mind to your voice, he just couldn't get enough of your soft yet sultry vocals. Hearing those love-filled lyrics made his heart race.

Changkyun stood up from his chair and walked to the booth standing beside you, seeing you sing. You had your eyes closed and were singing your heart out, swaying to the beat.

You got done with your verse and opened your eyes to find him beside you. You let out small gasp and he smiled.

"How was it Changkyun?", you asked him. Rather than replying with words he just took off your headphone and let them hang around your neck, tucked your hair behind your ear and leaned in towards your lips.

"May I?"

Instead of answering him you just took his face towards you and kissed him deep. You snaked your hand into his hair and he held onto your waist. It felt like his kiss was all you ever needed in your life. You couldn't believe what was happening and got lost in the moment. Changkyun explored your mouth and linked his tongue with you. You left feather soft touches on his jaw which made him sigh into your mouth.

He finally let go and you both caught your breath. Your lips were now just as slick and pink as Changkyun's. You blushed and smiled at him.

"Wow, I-, I-, kyun that was-" , you stuttered. Changkyun let out a small laugh and rest his hands at your waist. "I am so glad you feel the same way for me Y/N. I was going to ask you out later today but I just couldn't hold myself back", he confessed. The rush of feelings filled your body and you just stared at him lovingly.

"Changkyun, I like you too, I have liked you since day one", you let out your feelings to him.

Changkyun blushed and gave you a soft peck to your lips and hugged you tightly. The scent of him filled you up and calmed your racing heart. You never wanted to let go of him.

"Do you wanna grab some coffee?", he asked pulling away from you.

You nodded a yes and you both grabbed your coats.

"Wait, what about the song??", you asked while putting on your coat. He smiled and responded, "You can come to my studio anytime you want...babe", he said cheekily and did a wink.

Those words made you punch his chest softly and giggle.

He laughed at your shyness and you both made your way out to the cafe.

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This turned out be longer than expected lol. I hope you guys enjoy <3

Stay safe and happy y'all.

xoxo

[fluffy-candy54]

<<•◦The Morning After◦•>>

Hey guys! I am back again with another writing. Sabrina Claudio's new album got me in my feels and gave birth to this fanfic lol. I hope you guys enjoy it. Interact and lemme know what you guys think <3

Pairing: Shownu x Female Reader

Genre: Soft, Smut (a bit ig?)

Summary: The morning after you and shownu slept together for the first time.

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You toss and turn under the blankets, feeling relaxed. You tried to pull some of the blanket towards you to cover yourself better.

Your fidgeting woke Shownu up. He exhaled, and opened his eyes to see you tugging on the blanket. This sight made him smile and he got out of the bed just to let you have the blanket to yourself.

He stood up and found himself shirtless with just his boxers on.

He opened the curtains away to let the sunlight take over his room. Shownu flexed his arms and back and let out a slight groan.

He turned around to see you, the sun made your face shine even more. He came closer to where you were sleeping and sat down beside you. You could feel the sun piercing through your face and hear Shownu settling besides you.

You opened your eyes and took in the breathtaking view. Shownu with a simple sweet smile on his face looking right at you. The sunlight turned his honey skin to pure gold. His abs and arms more pumped than last night. You took in every inch of his body and got dazed.

On your elbows, you rested your body. You felt like you were floating in air. The things shownu did to you last night still had an effect on you. Your body still remembers the love he gave to you.

As you lift up from the bed, the blanket slightly shifted off from your chest revealing your cleavage and the pink-purple marks of his love. Shownu stared right at them, reminiscing the moments from last night.

He lowered himself to your face and kissed your lips passionately. You wrapped your hands around the back of his head, slightly scratching his scalp. His plush lips never failed to make your mind go dizzy.

Pulling away, he let out a relaxed sigh.

"Good Morning babe"

His deep morning voice made you feel things in your tummy. You replied him too.

Shownu's eyes were still fixated on your body. His gaze made you feel shy and you brought up your hand to the blanket resting on your chest and pulled it upwards to cover your chest up, giving him a cheeky smile.

He let out a small chuckle and stood up from the bed.

"Hyunwoo, could you give me my bra?"

He rummaged through the pool of his and your clothes from last night and handed you your bra.

You asked him to turn around so you could wear your bra. He said no like a little baby trying to act mischievous. You flashed him your puppy eyes and then he turned around.

You stood up from the bed with just your lingerie wrapped around you. You waddled like a toddler as your knees felt weak and your abdomen kinda sore but relaxed. Shownu sure did left his grip on you.

You grabbed your hairclip from the nightstand and twirled your hair in a messy bun.

Shownu simply looked at you doing all this. He admired you like you were his muse. The simplest of the things you did made you more beautiful in his eyes. He quietly sneaked his way out of the room to the kitchen to prepare you a breakfast.

After putting on some of Shownu's clothes, you stepped out of the room and made your way to the kitchen.

You saw him in the kitchen, shirtless, frying up eggs for you both.

You quietly stood behind him and wrapped your arms around his slick waist and hugged him from behind. He relaxed in your warm embrace and let his head fall back.

He plated down the breakfast he made and hand it over to you. You pecked his cheek as a thank you. He blushed and you both sat down to eat.

You both shared a comfortable silence while eating. You made little noises while eating food, letting him know how good it tastes, and he flashed his eye smile.

After finishing your meal, you both started cleaning up. Shownu gently grabbed your wrist and pulled you towards his chest to give you a forehead kiss.

"Last night couldn't have been more perfect Y/N. Thank you for trusting me and loving me so much"

You would be lying if you said you did not get tears in your eyes after hearing this.

"I love you so much shownu, and I am so happy to be with you", you confessed.

Shownu smiled and responded with an intense kiss.

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I had to write this cause I MISS SHOWNU SO DAMN MUCH ISTG I AM GONNA CRY.

He's gonna be out soon dhfjgfjfbrhfjk

Stay safe and happy y'all!

xoxo

[fluffy-candy54]

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You closed the door as quietly as possible, hoping that the sound of the lock would not echo throughout the apartment. The hallway was illuminated by the small lamp built into the shoe rack. It is Changkyun's habit to leave it on whenever you come home past midnight.

Tonight though, you came later than usual and there was no sound of footsteps padding your way. You were thankful for the silence. It was almost 5 AM and here you are standing in your hallway, exhausted beyond belief.

You took off your shoes with a hiss. Twelve hours on your feet with only one break is torture. Your back was killing you and there was still one thing you needed to do before you could hide in your bed.

The sun was slowly rising as you made your way to your bedroom. The curtains were slightly parted, thanks to the fact that you did not have to use your phone to help you find your pajamas. You took a moment to admire the sleeping boy.

His back was facing you, strong arms hugging the pillow that your head should be on. You could not tear your eyes away from his beautiful tattoo as memories of the day he got it flushed before your eyes. You snapped back to reality when he rolled onto his side, hiding his face under the pillow.

Cute.

You have reached into the wardrobe for one of Kyun's hoodies and into your drawer for underwear before you tiptoe to the bathroom.

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Muscles in your whole body tensed when you felt something wrapping itself around your waist. You have lifted your head from the wall and opened your ice. How long have you been standing in the shower? You have no idea. The last thing you remember was that you just needed a second to let your eyes rest.

"It's been almost thirty minutes, babe." He whispered, pulling you into his body. Kyun's warm skin somehow worked better than hot water on your sore muscles. He tilted your head back, so you could rest it against his shoulders. "Did you manage to wash or did you just ..."

"I spaced out." You admitted, nuzzling your nose right under his jaw. He has not to stepped under the stream of water, which right now was a whole step behind you, so his scent was not dimmed and you could bask in the comfort it provided you with. "Why are you up?" You mumbled and slowly turned around in his arms as you fought against the sleepiness to keep your eyes open.

"Cause you are tired and I am here to help you take a shower." He explained as he reached behind you for the soap. "You can rest, I will take care of everything," Changkyun whispered and started with your back, putting some pressure on the lower half so you would not wake up because of the pain.

Your forehead was now pressed against his chest and you could not bring yourself to open your eyes. You have allowed him to do everything for you, staying half awake so would move under the stream of water to wash off the soap and shampoo when Kyun ordered.

You did not even notice when he wrapped your hair in a towel and put you in the clothes you had picked earlier. You have dragged your feet across the room, eyes focused on the bed.

"Hop in. I will get you something to drink." Changkyun rubbed your back before disappearing behind the door you came through. You got comfortable as you waited for Kyun to come back. You thank him for the glass of water from which you took a few sips before laying back down with Kyun next to you.

He pulled you close to his body and covered you with the sheets. Kyun's arms were wrapped tightly around you, his chin resting on top of your head.

"Tom- it is my day off." You whispered, rubbing your cheek against his bare chest. Your body gradually started to relax when he began drawing patterns on your hip.

"Good. You work too hard. I am more than capable to provide for the two of us." Kyun's words were hushed. "You should take a break, angel. I am serious. What if next time you slip and fall under the shower, hit your head…" his heart picked up the pace as the image of you falling onto the ground triggered a panic attack. You sat up quickly, taking his face in your hands.

"Hey, hey, hey. Kyunie. Look at me." Your voice was soft as you continued talking to him. "I will take a few days off, okay? I don't want to be all alone in the flat. You spend most of the day in your studio and there is no chance for us to spend more time together than this so I prefer to keep myself busy. Plus I need a good reason to take more than a day off and I don't have such." You pressed your forehead against his, playing with the long strands of hair till he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"I am worried." He admitted shyly, keeping his eyes closed. Changkyun was not the type of boyfriend to voice his feelings if it did not eat him alive, so whenever he did so you knew it was really bothering him.

"I will take it easy, I promise." You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed the little scares above his eyebrow. "I miss the piercing here." You added, before laying your head back on his chest.

"Goodnight love."

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[fluffy-candy54]

“you should’ve known by this time”

“Changkyun one shot”

Pairing: Im Changkyun x female reader

Genre: Fluff

Warning: There’s none because it’s fluff

Word count: 1.5K

Author’s note: it’s my first time writing changkun’s one shot, yes, he finally made me write because the amount of changkyun I’m consuming every day is insane, really. And I can’t believe I wrote his fluff, I was wondering how did it turn out, hope anyone reading this would like it, happy reading:)

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