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[ NEW CHAPTER UNLOCKED ] "sandcastle" by @bro-atz

sandcastle

in which: the beach harbors many memories for you and junmin.

pair: beach volleyball player!junmin/beach volleyball player!afab!reader

word count: 2.8k

content: smut, lowkey a slow burn, car sex, oral sex, safe sex, completely consensual!

rated: R | nsfw — minors do not interact

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"Hey, do you remember how we were just kids playing beach volleyball?"

You turned your head. Next to you was Junmin, and he was looking at you with a peculiar expression on his face. You furrowed your eyebrows and nodded.

"How are we adults and still playing the same game together?"

Your face twisted into complete confusion.

"What do you mean?"

"Like... Did you think we would be here together after all this time?"

You looked around cluelessly. The two of you were sitting on one of the benches near the beach, your legs still sandy from practice— you and Junmin were beach volleyball players, and you were practicing to qualify for the championship. While everyone else had gone home, the two of you stayed back to practice one on one until the sun started setting.

"What are you talking about, Junmin?" you asked with a slight laugh. "If you mean here at the beach, then sure..."

Junmin avoided your gaze. He looked at his lap and shook his head before meeting your eyes again. "Never mind," he said softly; he didn't sound upset, but you couldn't just let him leave his thoughts like that.

"No, please tell me. Explain it to me slowly," you held his arm in place before he could slip away, your heart starting to thud in your chest as you mind started wandering— was he about to confess, or was it something else?

"Uh... I'll explain later," he brushed your hand off gently. "I think I need to rinse off first..."

You watched him get off the table and walk towards the showers, your mind reeling. You tried to figure out what Junmin was trying to get at with his vague words, and every time you thought about the way he was referring to the two of you, but you slapped your cheek lightly to snap yourself out of it. You didn't want to get your hopes up, nor did you want to ruin your partnership with your friend. After trying to get your brain to shut up, you got off the table as well and made your way to the showers.

One of the nice things about the beach your team practiced at was the closed off showers and changing rooms. Of course, the showers were public, but at least you didn't have to rinse yourself off in the middle of the beach and had some sense of privacy.

When you got to the showers, you looked around. All of the stalls were open, but none of them had the showers running, which was weird since Junmin got to the showers before you— he was nowhere to be found, though.

"Junmin?"

No response. Shrugging, you chose one of the stalls and hopped in. You barely turned the handle for the shower when you heard Junmin call your name.

"Yeah— Holy shit!"

You yelped and jumped out of the stall the second the freezing cold water hit your skin. You were surprised that the water was so freakishly cold given how hot the weather had been lately, and you were shocked as hell when it did touch you.

When you hopped out of the showers, though, you bumped right into Junmin— apparently he had already finished rinsing off. Before you could go tumbling down, he grabbed you, his hands gripping your arms and bringing you into his chest.

"What happened?" Junmin asked while laughing.

"The water was so cold! It scared... Me..."

At first, you responded to him normally, but once you realized how close he was to you, the words refused to leave your mouth. He was laughing with the most adorable smile, and his eyes were the shape of crescents. Your heart skipped a beat. You were speechless. Also, even though you'd seen him shirtless plenty of times because of practice, you had never felt his chest before, and the feeling made you feel like you were burning up.

The smile slowly faded from Junmin's face when the realization slowly sank into him as well. His eyes widened, and he maintained eye contact with you for the most part until his eyes flickered down to your lips. He swallowed nervously before opening his mouth slightly.

"...Okay?" he whispered.

Did he mean "are you okay?" or "is this okay?"

"Yeah..." you breathed out.

You thought he was going to let go, but he didn't. His fingers pressed into your skin the slightest bit more, and if anything, he closed whatever gap that was remaining between you, his bare, wet chest pressed close to your body.

The water from the shower head was still running. Still holding you, Junmin slowly moved you towards the shower stall. Warm water hit your back as Junmin closed the door, and even though the water was lukewarm at best, you felt like you were on fire. It only got hotter from there when Junmin pinned you against the stall door, one hand pressed against the door while the other held onto your waist. His face neared yours, but he had yet to do anything.

"Earlier..." he spoke in a hushed tone that barely overpowered the sound of water splashing to the ground. "I wasn't talking about volleyball..."

"What were you talking about...?"

"...You."

You blinked. He pressed his forehead against yours and sighed softly, his eyes closed.

"I never thought I would get to spend so much time with you... And I never thought that I..."

He moved his head away and opened his eyes to take in the features of your face.

"That I would like you so much."

Your heart was racing at the speed of light. He looked so serious, so sincere with his words, and your heart was practically about to burst out of your chest. It only got worse when his hand cupped your cheek, his thumb rubbing your cheekbone. You subconsciously pushed your face into his hand as your hands found their way to his shoulders and neck. You could barely maintain eye contact with him.

"And..." you took a small breath. "If I were to say I felt the same way...?"

Junmin's face was bright red. He inhaled deeply as if he was mustering the courage to do something, only for him to end up retreating. He looked away from you and covered his mouth in attempt to hide how flustered he was, but his burning red ears gave him away. Before you could say anything, he quickly said, "L-Let me help you rinse off..."

You clamped your mouth shut and nodded, your brain swirling with all sorts of thoughts the second you felt his warm touch on your shoulders. To be honest, him helping you rinse off shouldn't have made you so tense since he had helped you many times in the past, and you did the same for him. Junmin was just petting your shoulders then your back normally to make sure he got rid of all the sand, but you were hyper aware of his every movement.

He moved his hands to your waist, and you had to do your best to keep your noises to yourself. However, the more he touched you, the more your body reacted. You nearly lost your mind when he knelt in front of you, his hands delicately running over your shins and calves.

Once he was certain he was done with your legs, he tilted his head up to look at you. His face was flushed, and his wet hair shielded his eyes. Your hand moved automatically, your fingers brushing his hair back to reveal his darkened eyes. His eyes made it seem like he was going to eat you alive, but his slightly parted lips showed you that he was desperate, and not going to lie, you were desperate for him as well. So desperate, in fact, that your finger gripped the roots of his hair to cling to some sort of sanity.

Your grip loosened when Junmin stood up. He turned the shower off before turning to face you, his body insanely close to yours. Your eyes kept darting to his lips, your mind screaming at you to just kiss him already, but you were frozen in place because your nerves were just going crazy. Junmin inhaled slowly, his lowered gaze meeting yours.

"Why don't we dry off first...?"

When the two of you got to his car, some of the tension relieved itself slightly as you focused on drying every part of your body. You were dry for the most part except for your sports bra and shorts, which were still soaking wet from the shower. At least you brought a long shirt to wear over your wet sports garments, but when you reached for the shirt in your bag, Junmin intercepted by grabbing your wrist. 

"Wait, you're still we— Um, not completely dry yet," he said, his hand not letting go of your wrist.

"I know, that's what the shirt is for," you replied.

"Still, you can dry off a little more..."

Picking up your towel, Junmin wrapped it around your shoulders, the towel shimmying down from your upper back to your lower back. The lower the towel got, the closer he brought you to him, and the closer you got to him, the more the tension between the two of you built. Your lips were so close, so close, but neither of you completely closed the gap just yet.

"Is, um..." you whispered nervously while bringing your hands to his shoulders. "Is there a reason you won't kiss me?"

"I just want it to be perfect," Junmin murmured.

Closing your eyes, you waited. You felt his nose brush against yours, making your ears and fingers tingle. Then, finally, his lips met yours. His soft lips pressed against yours lightly at first, but without a second to lose, he kissed you again, this time with a little more passion. He pressed his hands against the small of your back and held you as close as possible as he kissed you over and over again, each kiss getting more intense than the last.

You let Junmin take the lead. He moved you to the back seat of his car and pinned you down to the seats, the leather cooling down your hot skin. He closed the door behind him before hovering above you, his chest moving slowly but heavily as he breathed slowly. His eyes scanned your body, and he bit his lower lip subtly as he trailed his fingers up your leg.

At that point, you were still clad in nothing but your sports bra and shorts. His fingers moved to your waist, his fingers briefly tickling your ribs before slipping under the tight band of the bra. Before going further, though, he lowered his body and made eye contact with you.

"Are you— Is this— Fuck," Junmin whispered as he stumbled over his words.

"Yes, Junmin," you helped him out. "I want this... I want you..."

Junmin let out a little sigh of relief. He kissed you sweetly then helped you out of your bra. Leaving butterfly kisses along your chest, Junmin then made his way down your chest, his lips brushing against your nipples and teasing you. You whined slightly when he started sucking lightly on your breast. You ran your fingers through his partially dry hair and tugged lightly, prompting him to look up.

"You okay...?" he asked softly when he saw you chew on your lower lip.

"Yes, but... I'm sensitive, Junmin..."

Knowing Junmin, he would lay off, but the Junmin before you was not his regular self. He suppressed a smile and resumed sucking on your tits, making you moan loudly, your fingers and toes tingling. The harder he sucked, the more your nerves ran electricity through your body. You sighed his name loudly as you leaned your head back so that it rested on the window. You were practically hysterical at that point because as sensitive as you were, he made you feel so good.

When you started moving your hips restlessly, Junmin finally gave your breasts a break. He trailed his lips down your stomach as his fingers grabbed the waistband of your shorts and tugged them down, revealing your glistening cunt.

You nearly hit your head against the window when you felt Junmin's tongue slowly explore your folds. His hands were pushing on your thighs, keeping them wide open so he could eat you out properly, desperately. You were trembling the longer he was between your legs. You kept one hand in his hair and covered your mouth with the other as you did your best to keep your moans to a minimum.

Tension was slowly building inside you. While Junmin's tongue could've done the job, you wanted more; so did he. He sat up and wiped his mouth before running his thumb over your folds.

"You should be wet enough now..." he murmured to himself while easily slipping his thumb into your cunt.

Junmin reached through the seats to open the glove compartment and retrieve a condom. He tore open the packet and pulled out his stiff cock to roll it on. He was breathing slowly and steadily, but you could see that his fingers were trembling— he was nervous.

When Junmin faced you again, he moved you down so that your back was flat against the seat cushions. He hovered above you, his ears slowly reddening the longer he remained above you unmoving. You reached for his neck and gently guided him down, his body pressing against yours.

"What's wrong?" you asked him while petting his cheek.

"I'm just nervous," he sighed out, his breath shaky.

"Don't be nervous."

"How can I not be when it's you...?"

Your eyes widened, and a bright blush spread across your face. You pulled his face close and kissed him, his lips immediately engulfing your lower lip. He made out with you while rubbing the tip of his cock along your folds. He pushed into you slowly, and once enough of his cock was inside you, he moved his hands to your waist and gripped it, his fingers pressing into your skin. He completely bottomed out and his cock filled you up. His kisses got softer as he sighed and you gasped when he entered you.

"Oh my God, you're so tight," Junmin whispered in between light kisses. "You feel so good..."

You wanted to respond, but Junmin's lips did not let up. He kissed you a little more sloppily as his hips rolled into yours, his cock moving in and out. You wrapped your legs around his waist and moved your hands to his neck, your nails starting to dig into his skin when his thrusts started getting more powerful.

Junmin, holding onto you tightly, moved so that he was leaning against the door, making you straddle him. You held onto his shoulders and remained seated on his cock. One of his hand wrapped around your waist while the other brushed your hair out of your face, his eyes sparkling as he looked up at you. He opened his mouth slightly, as if he was getting ready to speak, only to inhale and kiss your jawline. His hand held the back of your head while he left wet kisses on your neck.

Despite being completely immersed in leaving marks along your neck, Junmin's hands moved to your ass, and he started bouncing you slightly on his cock. You let out a shuddering moan before you started bouncing on his cock yourself.

Maybe it was the new angle making his cock reach further inside you, or maybe it was the fact that Junmin was lightly pinching and teasing your nipples, but you were losing your mind. Stars were filling your vision quickly, and your moans were getting louder and breathier.

"Junmin," you whined. "I'm g-gonna cum!"

"Me too— Ngh," Junmin said, his breath hitching before he groaned loudly.

You came when Junmin thrust his hips upwards sharply and brought you down on his lap at the same time, the sheer force making you yelp then moan loudly. Your cunt fluttered as you creamed around his cock, and his cock twitched as he filled up the condom inside you.

As soon as the high wore off, you were barely able to keep yourself upright. Your hold on Junmin weakened, and you pressed your head into his shoulder as you caught your breath. While his breathing settled, Junmin wrapped his arms around you, hugging you to his chest, and you remained that way for a bit.

Neither of you knew what to say. There were so many things you wanted to ask and tell him, but when Junmin started leaving fluttering kisses on your ear, you couldn't focus on anything other than his touch. You brought your head up and kissed him again, and you kissed him over and over again.

Those thoughts can wait a little longer.

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[ NEW CHAPTER UNLOCKED ] "[ 07:15 ]" by @arafilez

੭୧ ⼂ [ 07:15 ] ﹗

ー☆ㅤㅤ [ seeun x reader ] ㅤ੭𓂃 ㅤfluff 𓏧 timestamp ㅤ warnings kissing ㅤ ﹢ㅤ 0.3k wc ㅤ𓏧ㅤ early mornings shenanigans

You roll around in the bed groaning lightly at the small amount of sunshine reaching your eyes. Seeun’s hand wraps tightly around your waist and you smile contently, burying your face in his neck. The light hints of his night cream reach your nose making you wonder how this boy always smells so good!

You run your toe tips on his leg, trying to wriggle them in his but you halt as you realise- is that his knees? You quickly straighten your legs, fully stretching them, eyebrows furrowing but they don’t even reach his ankles and just rest below his knees.

“Yes, you are that short,” Seeun exclaims, his morning voice sending a swarm of butterflies in your stomach even though his sentence is borderline insulting. “Damn your tall ass,” you murmur anyway and Seeun chuckles, his deep laugh echoing in the room making your eyes shoot open.

“Mhm, love?” he hums and opens his eyes slowly, his lips slightly upturned at the site of your apparent distress. “Damn, you-” your breath falters as Seeun traces his finger along your eyebrows trying to make you relax. You lean into his touch and he asks, “Yeah?” eyes lovingly stuck on your face and tracing your features.

“You tree,” you finish, which is followed by a shuddering breath as his lips presses light kisses along your face. He smiles at your pouty face before teasingly presses his lips at the corner of yours making you flustered.

“I love your little legs on my knees though,” he giggles and you whine at his teasing, burying your face in the crook of his neck before it grows into a full blown laugh accompanied with kisses along the line of your face.

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[ NEW CHAPTER UNLOCKED ] "pretty like passion for art" by @bro-atz

pretty like passion for art

pair: non-idol!sumin/gn!reader

word count: 1.1k

content: fluff, artistic sumin, ft. jinsik

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You worried for your boyfriend sometimes. Sure, he was a really great boyfriend, and he was super sweet, super reliable, super funny— the list goes on and on. The problem was when he got in the zone.

You loved his passion for art. Actually, it was his passion for art that brought the two of you together in the first place. You were both at the same art museum one day— you were there because your friend invited you, and Sumin was there to see the new exhibit— and you bumped right into him while he observed the subtle brushstrokes of the artwork before him. To him, the art was gorgeous, but you were even more stunning from the first time he laid eyes on you, and that was that.

The two of you spent a lot of time together for the most part, but he never allowed you to step foot in his personal studio. You never really understood why, but you didn't bother asking him because you figured that he would tell you one day when the time was right since he was candid about literally everything else.

When Sumin locked himself in the studio, he would go days without texting you. He would respond to you if you texted him, but he never texted first when he was there, and it took him hours to respond when you did text him. You got especially worried one day when you texted him and he didn't respond. You waited a couple hours and got no response. Then, you waited an entire day, but you got no response. To be honest, "worried" was a bit of an understatement— you were scared out of your mind when he didn't respond.

So, you decided to visit him at his studio, but you had one problem—  you had no freaking clue where his studio was since he had never told you.

"Jinsik, I am freaking out!" you shrilled into the phone the second his best friend picked up. "Has he done this before?!"

"He does this all the time, Y/N, you need to relax—"

"Okay, but is he sleeping? Eating? Drinking water? Breathing? Alive?!"

"Y/N, calm down!"

"I don't think I can until he texts me back," you said with a deep sigh. "Has he texted you at all since the start of this session?"

"Uh, lemme check," Jinsik muttered, his voice getting further away as he moved his phone from his ear. "No, he hasn't."

"Alright, gimme the address."

"Just wait—"

"I don't care, Jinsik. Give me the address now."

And that was how you found yourself in front of Sumin's art studio, which just so happened to be right next to his apartment. Honestly, you felt a little idiotic when you found out, but that was a problem for another time. Your priority was making sure Sumin was alive and well.

Knocking on the door, you said quietly but strongly, "Sumin? It's me. You better open up."

You heard shuffling and the sounds of cans and other items that you couldn't really place fall to the ground before the door opened before you. There he was alive, well, shining due to the slightest bit of sweat decorating his face, and in a pair of coveralls, one of the sleeves off his arm, exposing his bare torso and arm. He was so breathtaking that you felt all the wind get knocked out of your lungs, and you honestly didn't even know where to look because his work outfit had your heart racing at the speed of light.

"Y/N! Baby!" Sumin greeted cheerfully; you were grateful that he was happy to see you considering that you dropped by his studio unannounced. "Come in."

He opened the door for you fully, allowing you to enter. You were about to go off on him, but the second you walked into the studio, you were in awe. The walls were covered with his art. Some of his paintings were resting on the ground haphazardly— he didn't like those ones, but you thought they were some of the most beautiful works of art you had ever seen.

"Sorry for the mess," he said with a chuckle. "Well, it's a studio... It's going to be messy... But I'm sorry that you have to walk through it. I honestly wanted to clean it up before I showed you, which is why I didn't tell you the address."

"Why on Earth would I mind the mess? Also, no offense, but your room is more unkempt because of your clothes."

Sumin couldn't help but laugh— that was a fair hit. He took your hand in his and walked you over to a huge easel in the corner of the room to show you his latest piece, something that looked eerily familiar.

"I've been working on this for, like, a week now, and I'm still struggling with the sketch," he admitted. "So that's why I've been unresponsive."

"Have you been eating and sleeping properly, though?" you asked him, your hand automatically reaching to cup his cheek so you could inspect his face.

"Yes, baby," he laughed. "I promise, I have been."

"Good," you smiled and patted his cheek, his smile only growing bigger.

You turned back to the canvas and looked a little closer at the sketch. The sketch wasn't just eerily familiar— it was you. You looked around the studio to see if he was using a reference picture or anything, but there was nothing in sight, not even his phone.

"This is me..." you breathed out.

"Yes, it is."

"What reference picture are you using for this? I've... I've never seen this picture of myself before."

"I actually haven't been using a reference picture," Sumin chuckled lightly was instinctually rubbing the back of his neck as an embarrassment reflex.

"You're telling me you're doing this from memory?"

"Yes."

You were astounded. The fact that Sumin had memorized all the little details of your face from the way your eyes turned into crescents to the way your nose wrinkled while you laughed made your heart swell up to the point where you nearly started crying from happiness.

"Baby, what— Why are you crying?!" Sumin started panicking when he saw the fattest tear escape your eye and roll down your cheek.

"Sumin," you turned around and hugged him tightly, your face buried in his chest. Your words got muffled as you uttered to him for the first time, "I love you."

Sumin dried your tear before hugging you back, his hand petting the back of your head comfortingly.

"I love you too, baby."

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[ NEW CHAPTER UNLOCKED ] "Tugged Collar, Shy Hearts" by @arafilez

੭୧ ⼂ TUGGED COLLAR, SHY HEARTS ﹗

ー☆ㅤㅤ [ xikers maknae line x reader ] ㅤ੭𓂃 ㅤfluff ㅤ𓏧ㅤ when you pull them by the collar and kiss them ㅤ warnings kissing ㅤ﹢ㅤ0.4k / mem wc ㅤ𓏧ㅤ hyungz

੭ㅤ𝅄ㅤ ꒰ KIM JUNGHOON ꒱

You feel like a total loser standing under the umbrella in the first rain of the season and only thinking about how you want Junghoon to kiss you right then and there. The weather is cool and the smell and sound of the rain-hit ground accentuates your mood as you longingly stare at the wet patches on the road.

“Penny for your thoughts?” a small smile makes its way into Junghoon’s face as he stands beside you and softly takes the umbrella from your hand. You chuckle and shake your head looking down to your feet.

“How about a million dollars?” he grins cheekily and laughter bubbles up your throat at his absurd sentence. You look at his Oreo-coloured hair and the drops of rain adorning the ends and slowly arrange some messy strands before you two start walking.

Throughout the walk under the shared umbrella, Junghoon picks up your ministrations but decides to keep quiet until he reaches your home and asks, “Alright spill, what has got you so worked up?” Your eyes widen as you nervously chuckle and shake your head again making him deadpan as he holds your gaze.

You sigh lightly and decide to tell him anyway voice getting smaller as the sentence progresses, “You know how in romantic novels and movies people kiss in the rain and well I was thinking- about- how we- no like- leave it I don-“

Your weird sentence gets cut off as Junghoon’s grips tighten on your fingers, his eyes widening just a fraction and he faces you saying, “Do it.” You gasp, face getting warm at the mere thought but he continues nonchalantly, “Well unless you are afraid.”

“I am not-"

“Then there’s no reason to back out,” he challenges and you curse yourself for getting so easily provoked. Junghoon knows he is successful when you murmur a quiet, “Fuck it” and pull him by the collar and kiss him. Almost on cue, like those cheesy movies, the rain intensifies and he takes the opportunity to lower the umbrella.

The rain hits you almost at the same time your emotion and love for him does as he grips your waist pulling you closer to him. Rain pelts down your skin and into the kiss making it perfect and messy at the same time and a fleeting feeling engulfs your chest when you run your fingers through his damp hair as his body presses to yours.

When you part, droplets rest on his eyelashes and you breathe out, “Was that cliché enough for you?” “No,” a single answer and he is pulling you by your hand and kissing you again.

੭ㅤ𝅄ㅤ ꒰ PARK SEEUN ꒱

You clutch your head and groan as for the nth time you cannot get the equations right and what doesn’t help your headache is the familiar and awful cologne that infiltrates your nose.

“Park Seeun in the library, never thought I would see such a day,” you murmur softly but loud enough for the said boy to hear making him chuckle, “You already know it’s me without even looking up, obsessed with me now Y/n?”

“In your dreams, Park,” you scoff not bothering to look up at the smirk etching his face. Park Seeun and your rivalry has always been the talk of the school and even though the boy was perceived as a sweet person with a teasing edge you refused to give him that much credit. He is annoying.

“Do you need help with that?” his voice infiltrates your thoughts and you shake your head gritting out, “No.” “Of course not, because blankly staring at the copy helps a lot,” your head shoots up as soon as that sentence leaves his mouth as you glare at him.

“Shut up,” you warn him and he sits down on the table and looks directly into your eyes saying, “Make me.” A scoff leaves your face at his new-found method to annoy you and you roll your eyes as soon as you hear him say, “But I guess you can’t just like you can’t solve simple equations.”

Rage makes everything in the next moment a blur as you grip his collars, pull him down and say, “Don’t try to provoke me.” “What if I want to?” he whispers menacingly and you don’t even know what comes over you as you take a single glance at his lips. It was one moment of slipping but Seeun caught that and his eyes widened slowly.

As soon as he locks his eyes with you he gives a slow nod and that damn stupid smirk and your walls break as you press your lips to his. The kiss is messy, desperate and you would think full of hatred but Seeun’s pillow-like lips make you succumb to your senses as his hands gently grab yours caressing them.

It’s weird and familiar simultaneously, and you hate how much you love it and miss it when you break apart and your face grows hot just thinking about what you did moments ago. You look down as Seeun lightly coughs making you leave his collar abruptly and try to fix his crumpled shirt.

His hoarse voice interrupts your thoughts as you leave his collar, “Still need help on those equations?”

੭ㅤ𝅄ㅤ ꒰ JUNG YUJUN ꒱

Yujun is a very sweet and shy boy and you love that about him so much. But the occasional boosts of confidence he gets give him a new level of attractiveness you didn’t know he had before you witnessed it.

He is recording a video of his and Jinsik’s room for some daily vlog while you are lazing around in the bed waiting for him to finish up. For a while, you are patient till you start getting bored as he retakes it almost four times because he keeps messing up and giggles.

By the fifth take you get a very annoying idea, courtesy of spending time with Seeun, and as soon as Yujun starts the video and steadies the camera on the stand you walk by right in between him and the camera. A quiet laugh leaves your throat when you see him side-eyeing you mentally noting to cut that part out.

He keeps talking before you repeat your actions making him flabbergasted and to top it off you do it again after he keeps talking and carefully repeating his sentences for a retake. As soon as you do it for the third time, his hands wrap around your arms and pull you behind him.

You gasp lightly knowing you can never expect this kind of action from Yujun as he slowly turns to face you. “What are you trying baby?” he asks, voice low slightly hinting on the warning edge. Your eyes widen as you try to stutter out a proper sentence.

“Yujun the video,” you blink lightly looking at him and he shrugs saying, “I have to retake it anyway since a certain someone couldn’t stop walking at all, you want my attention that bad, love?”

The slight cocking of his eyebrows has you stuttering more as you try to keep your calm and reply, “Maybe, yes.” “Maybe later,” his breath fanning your face is suddenly gone as he distances himself and you stumble over nothing at the abrupt change.

“Want it now,” you exclaim as you extend your hand, pull him by the collar and press your lips to his. Taken by surprise, his eyes widen and before he can react you are leaving him breathless. A red hue streaks across his face making him stutter and blink in shock. You are not any better as you squeal in your hands lightly after your spontaneous action and he keeps looking at you with his round baby face.

Whether bold, confident Yujun or shy Yujun, both are a very dangerous species for your heart and you know it all too well now.

੭ㅤ𝅄ㅤ ꒰ HUNTER ꒱

A spray of water greets you as soon as you set foot in your garden making you whip your head towards the neighbour’s lawn. “What the,” your eyes widen as you see Hunter standing there with a water gun in his hands, and the same adorable smile etching his face. The same Hunter who was once shorter than the fence is now taller, the Hunter who left Thailand for Korea.

Before you can comprehend the situation the front gate of your house is opening and Hunter enters and asks, “’Sup loser?” Your breath feels heavier as you blink hoping you are not hallucinating in broad daylight. Hunter is here! In your garden! And puberty had hit him like a Mac truck.

“Hunter,” you breathe out after bouts of silence and he shrugs saying, “Missed me much?” Missed him? Missed him? You scoff at the question and pick up the water hose hitting him with the pipe and say, “Ya think?” A laugh leaves his lips and hits straight to your gut making all the feelings you tried to stash away float right back up.

You grab him by his collar and pull him close to you, having to look up since God knows how he became so tall. “How could you leave me like that? And before you refute one week's notice wasn’t enough. Do you know how much I have to update you on? All those school years? And- and- every other thing and it doesn’t help because your stupid face and laugh is engraved in my mind for four years you asshole, I hate you so much,” you breathe in deep as Hunter presses his mouth trying hard not to laugh.

You gasp saying, “You are laughing, you think this is a laughing matter?” and pull him down by the collar and glare at him. Hunter’s breath slows down as your faces come inches apart and for a moment you two stay quiet breaths mingling. You look up at him meeting his eyes which hold a hint of amusement and longing in them.

“Maybe yes,” he breathes out, eyes moving down to your lips and you waste no time pulling him in and locking your lips with his. And in that instant, he knew he was finally home.

੭ㅤ𝅄ㅤ ꒰ LEE YECHAN ꒱

You are so devastatingly in love with Yechan that you would cringe at yourself for being so infatuated. That would definitely explain though why you were staring at him like he discovered the earth is round while he is talking about his day.

Half-way through his habitual yapping you catch your attention drifting and shifting down to his whole attire. A few hours prior you had giggled and lightly teased him about wearing a formal suit because of the company dinner.

Now, you are cursing your old self for downplaying Yechan wearing a suit because goddamn he looked way too attractive in it. As much cliché as it sounds you do have a thing for men in suits. It just makes them way more attractive and Yechan isn’t an exception. He even had his sleeves rolled to his elbows and tie loose as soon as he came to his dorm and that wasn’t helping at all. The backdrop of his voice doesn’t help your case at all as your mind flutters away from the conversation and focuses on how plump and beautiful his lips look.

With every movement, you feel like shutting him up already and feel those lips on yours and your impatience gets the best of you when a small smile makes its way to his lips as he talks about some prank Seeun managed to pull. Before you doubt yourself you find yourself holding his collar and pulling him in.

Yechan is surprised as his lips meet yours messily while he is mid-talk and his eyes widen even more as he feels you kissing him. His mind shuts down and before he can react you are already pulling away. Heat creeps up your face as your brain finally pieces back together from the mush it was a few seconds ago.

Yechan is staring for a good amount of time before his brain processes and a red hue creeps up his neck and face. He giggles nervously as you hide your face in your hands groaning softly. But the moment is short-lived as Yechan softly pulls off your hands and places a soft kiss on your lips which you gratefully reciprocate.

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meant to be, or not meant to be [bro's 500 — junmin]

[enemies to lovers, angst, royal!au, junmin/afab!reader]

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in which: you and junmin resent each other, but you've never actually talked about why it is you do before.

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content: slight fluff, angst, a kiss on the cheek, arranged marriage, there's not much else to say...

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You didn’t want to marry the prince from the neighboring kingdom. However, it was pretty much destined for you anyway. Your parents made a pact with the other kingdom when both queens found out that they were pregnant at the same time, and it was meant to bring a truce to the two nations because they were at war long before even your fathers were born. For the sake of your kingdom, you had to marry the prince, but you seriously did not want to.

Why? He did nothing but torment you. You were supposed to be lovers with him, but every time the two of you met, he was anything but. According to literally everyone around you, Prince Junmin was the sweetest, nicest, kindest boy on Earth, but to you, he was cold, distant, rude. It wasn’t your fault that you were stuck in the marriage pact with him, but he took it out on you.

You tried to reason it out in your head. One of the castle maids told you he was acting like that because he secretly liked you, that boys tend to tease girls that they like. Prince Junmin didn’t tease you, though. He belittled you and every single thing you did, and honestly, you wouldn’t have been surprised if you found out he asked his parents to break off the engagement every time the two of you met (because you did the same to your parents in regards to him).

Another theory you had was that the prince was gay, but that theory quickly flew out the window when your parents forced you to throw a ball when you turned of age, and you saw the prince trying to hook up with some of your princess friends. You wish you could say he was unsuccessful, but Prince Junmin was a very attractive boy (now man), so of course your friends were going to swoon for him.

Now, you had another birthday approaching, which meant you were being forced to throw yet another ball that you desperately didn’t want to throw. It was one of the things you hated about being a royal. That, and the arranged marriage, but at least with a party you could drink.

Several drinks into the party, you were acting out a little. You were raising your voice, and you were being anything but princess-like. Before the situation could get worse, your parents asked Prince Junmin to do something about you. After all, he would have to keep doing said things after the two of you got married, so he might as well practice.

“Princess,” Junmin whispered in a low tone, his hand wrapping around your waist to lead you away. “Come with me.”

“Get your hands off me,” you slurred as you reached for another glass, only for him to grab it in your stead.

Before you could reach for the glass, Junmin downed the contents in the glass and slammed it on the table before leading you away. You for sure thought you could get out of his grasp as he led you through the castle, but he was ridiculously strong.

“Unhand me, Prince Junmin!” you desperately wriggled your arm, trying to get out of his hold, but you were unsuccessful.

“Shut up, princess,” he said with disdain.

Moments later, the prince had dragged you to your quarters. He threw you onto your bed before sighing heavily and running his fingers through his hair. As he tried to calm himself down, you looked around, and reality started to sink in. You were in your quarters which could only mean one thing, right? Prince Junmin wanted to sleep with you, right?

“Alright, fine,” you grumbled while reaching behind you to the back of your dress. “Let’s just get this over with.”

“What are you talking about?”

You unlaced the dress and pulled the sleeves down, the man still not looking at you. It was when you pulled the dress all the way down to your waist to reveal your shift did he finally look at you and immediately react.

“P-Princess! What are you doing?!”

He quickly took off his own jacket and threw it on you to cover you up, but your drunken mind did not get the hint. You pulled the jacket off, startling him further.

“Princess, please stop taking off your clothes!” Junmin nearly shrieked as he pulled off his shirt and draped it over your shoulders.

He sat down on the bed next to you and forced you to keep his shirt on, making you stare at him in confusion.

“What, I thought this is what you wanted?”

“What?!”

“You want to sleep with me, right?” you asked him innocently because you sincerely thought that was why he dragged you to your quarters in the first place.

“No! Y/N, you need to get some rest. You drank too much, and it’s making you act out of sorts,” Junmin sighed deeply.

Nodding, you buttoned up Junmin’s shirt, giving the poor man a break. He stood up and dusted his jacket off, allowing you to get a better glimpse of his bare body.

No wonder it was impossible to get out of his grasp— the pristine clothing he wore whenever he saw you completely hid all of his muscles, and when you saw him bathed in the moonlight, you saw that his arms had the most refined muscles that you had ever seen on a man. Maybe it was the muscles, maybe it was the moonlight, but your heart skipped several beats when you saw him standing before you.

“Junmin,” you caught yourself saying before your brain could stop you. “Why do you hate me?”

“Huh?”

Junmin fully turned to face you, his face painted with shock. Your eyes started to well up with tears as your heart continued to speak for you.

“Why do you hate me? I feel like every time the two of us interact, it’s just nothing but conflict… I know you don’t want to go through with the arranged marriage, but do you really have to hate me so much?”

“Y/N, what are you talking about? I don’t hate you,” Junmin responded quietly as he took a seat on the bed next to you.

“Then why are you so mean to me? I see you with all of the other princesses, and you’re always so sweet to them, but with me, you’re so cold.”

“I… I didn’t mean to be like that with you,” Junmin sighed softly as he tucked a strand of your loose hair behind your ear. “I thought you didn’t like me. I was… I know you’re against this marriage too, so I didn’t want to force myself on you because you seemed to be happier with the other princes.”

“What do you mean?”

“I thought that if I could show our parents how we are with each other, they would call off this marriage and let us be happy with our choices instead of being forced together. I didn’t realize that me acting that way was hurting you. I’m… I’m sorry.”

The tears fully spilled from your eyes when you heard him say that. You looked down at your lap and let your tears fall silently onto his shirt, only for him to lift your head and cup your face with his warm hands. He dried your tears with his thumbs and left the ghost of a kiss on your cheek.

“I’m sorry, too, Junmin,” you whispered hoarsely as you gazed into the man’s eyes. “I hope I didn’t hurt you, either.”

“Nothing you ever say or do could hurt me, Y/N.” he responded with a gentle smile.

He then wrapped his arms around you, inviting you into his comforting embrace. And for once in your life, you found yourself being truthful about your feelings for the prince.

The next morning, you woke up comfortably in Junmin’s arms. Nothing happened between the two of you the night before since you ended up falling asleep when he hugged you to calm you down, but he did spend the night with you to comfort you. You didn’t know if it was because he felt guilty or if he actually did reciprocate your feelings, but all you knew was that you were happy to be with him that morning.

That was the case until you heard the two kings in a yelling battle.

You and Junmin quickly rushed to the Great Hall where the source of the conflict was, only to see your father clutching Junmin’s father’s collar. You thought that your mother would be trying to break up the fight, however she and the other queen were icing each other out, both of them standing with their arms crossed over their chests.

“Father, what is the meaning of this?” Junmin demanded to know.

“This man— I should’ve known he would be exactly like his father,” the king of the Park kingdom scoffed as he tore himself from your father’s grasp. “Like father, like son. I wouldn’t be surprised if your daughter turned out to be the same way.”

“Speak for yourself!” your father roared. “You don’t think I don’t see the abusive way your son is with my daughter? He might as well be a carbon copy of you based off the way you treat your wife!”

“Don’t you dare bring my wife into this!”

The two kings lunged for each other again, but this time, Junmin got in between them in time to push them away from each other. He held his father back as he continued to berate your father.

“Just face it, Park,” your father spat. “Your kingdom is inferior, and it always has been. You’re lucky you gave birth to a son because there is absolutely no way you would be able to grow your kingdom otherwise.”

“That’s it! This engagement is off!”

Your jaw dropped. The thing you had been wishing for just one mere day ago was finally happening, but you desperately wanted to stop it because, dammit, you finally admitted to yourself that you actually liked Prince Junmin. You opened your mouth, but not a single word left it. You were speechless.

“Come with me, Y/N,” your mother bit out as she took your arm. “We don’t need to stay anywhere near this filth for another second.”

Your mother led you away, but as she did, tears spilled from your eyes, and you tried to get out of her hold.

“Mother, please… Please, wait!” you cried as you stopped dead in your tracks.

“What is the matter with you?! I thought you were the one who wanted to break the engagement in the first place!” your mother threw your earlier complaints in your face, irritation etched perfectly into her refined features. “Shouldn’t you be happy about this?”

“Mother… I love the prince. I love Junmin,” you sobbed. “It just took me too long to realize it…”

“Well,” the queen sighed. “It’s done. You won’t ever have to worry about that child ever again. You and Junmin are never going to be.”

You fully burst out sobbing as she said the words you had longed to hear for years. How cruel was this twisted fate of yours?

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[ NEW CHAPTER UNLOCKED ]"Tugged Collar, Shy Hearts" by @arafilez

੭୧ ⼂ TUGGED COLLAR, SHY HEARTS ﹗

ー☆ㅤㅤ [ xikers hyung line x reader ] ㅤ੭𓂃 ㅤfluff, pg13 ㅤ𓏧ㅤ when you pull them by the collar and kiss them ㅤ warnings kissing ㅤ﹢ㅤ0.4k / mem wc ㅤ𓏧ㅤ maknaez

੭ㅤ𝅄ㅤ ꒰ KIM MINJAE ꒱

You look at your boyfriend who is busy listening to samples and choosing new music for a song in Xikers’s upcoming album. You feel proud of him and impressed at the same time, loving the reactions he gives when he feels he has the right choice.

You sit quietly, turning in your chair slowly when you feel Minjae’s phone vibrate against the table and you pick it up. As soon as you notice the call from Hongjoong you tap him on his shoulder and hand him the phone. Minjae jumps at your touch making you roll your eyes as he talks to his senior.

“I am screwed,” are the first words you hear from him as he cuts the phone, you stare at him in confusion and ask, “What is going on?”

“Hongjoong hyung with Edenary are coming to check my samples,” he clutches his head as a groan rolls out from the back of his throat and he slams his head onto the table. “Min what the hell are you doing?” you gasp pulling him up by his shoulder as he lets out an exaggerated cry and falls into your arms.

You stare at him in shock before calming down and say, “Dude, these pieces are literally so good, I love them and I am sure they will too because you are talented baby.” Minjae lets out a dramatic gasp at your sentence saying, “Dude? Is your boyfriend ‘dude’ now? Great! My seniors are coming to check up on me, and instead of showering me with love you are calling me dude, how could yo-“

You don’t let him finish his sentence as you pull him by his shirt collar and kiss him willing to shut his ramble up. Your noses bump into each other and Minjae’s eyes widen for a millisecond before he kisses you back with fervour. His fingers trace down your nape and a breathy sigh intertwines your kiss as you enjoy the sweet taste of him.

You break off first, breathing heavily, as Minjae’s lips glisten in the low light of the studio and you lick your lips lightly. A light cough interrupts you two as Minjae’s eyes widen making you quickly let go of him and Hongjoong grins before saying, “Should I come back later?”

੭ㅤ𝅄ㅤ ꒰ PARK JUNMIN ꒱

You walk into the practice room where Junmin is going over his parts in “Die for You” for their upcoming concert. You sit down quietly watching him practice the dance in awe.

The perks of having a main dancer boyfriend are watching his smooth and clear moves and getting to learn them well. The cons of having him is restraining yourself from doing all the things in your head when he looks terribly hot after practice.  Beads of sweat drop down his defined collarbones and your eyes travel with it, shamelessly checking him out to add to your imagination unknowingly Junmin picks up his shirt from the waist and wipes his sweat giving you a dangerous glance at his defined abs.

You were so lost in your own ministrations you don’t hear Junmin calling your name and blink abruptly when you see him stand in front of you, slight concern in his eyes as he looks into yours and before you can second guess yourself you are pulling him by his shirt collar and kissing him.

Junmin’s eyes widen to an unbelievable extent as he stills from the contact of your lips and his brain short-circuits. Your conscience kicks back instantly and you don’t even finish the kiss as you let go of his collar coughing lightly. Your face feels hot as your eyes are fixated on his collar and Junmin stares down with a red face.

“I- wow, I,” his blabbers fall to your heated face as you two stare at each other with wide eyes and he licks his lips lightly remembering your confidence and bashfully loving it inside.

For a second you two just stare at each other flustered equally and suddenly Junmin is cupping your cheek and kissing you. It is so sweet and so him, it makes you melt into it as his hand rests on the small of your back. As soon as you two break it returns to shy giggles and heated faces as Junmin looks everywhere but your eyes.

੭ㅤ𝅄ㅤ ꒰ CHOI SUMIN ꒱

Sumin yells at you as he splashes the water in your direction making you flinch in shock. “Choi Sumin,” you shout at him and run through the wet sand towards him. A gummy smile lights up his face as he laughs and jumps in the water before going deeper into the sea. You giggle again as you throw a small amount of water at him.

Even though it does no justice to the amount he has drenched you earlier with his light playful scream makes your day. You walk deeper into the sea, towards him and the water slowly rises. Sumin’s eyes sparkle as he picks up something and walks towards you adorably and clumsily.

Wrapping an arm around your waist he somehow tugs your back to his chest and puts his head on your shoulder pressing a light kiss on it. He opens his hand saying, “For you, my love.” You giggle feeling shy and fiddle with the shell on his palm unable to make eye contact.

“Look at me,” he whispers breathily in your ear making you whine and lightly kick him at his teasing instincts. “Pretty,” you whisper softly and he smiles cheekily adding, “Like you.”

“Cliché,” you snort and he retorts, “Whipped.”

You look at him in shock and wide eyes before scoffing and saying, “I am not the whipped one here.” “You’re not?” a rhetorical question leaves his mouth as he slowly traces his finger down your jaw, angles your face towards his and raises an eyebrow challenging you. You try to move your face making him tease you more and finally your restraint snaps.

Pulling him by the collar you crash your lips to his, lips moving along each other with fervour and haze. Your lips part for a while for a short breath and his hands are cupping your jawline pressing your lips to his again. The sun hits your skin in a golden hue and the water creates a cool backdrop among the heat of the kiss.

You rake your fingers through his damp hair, parting a few strands again as the air feels like sweet love around silence. Pressing your lips together multiple times, your noses bump a few times making you giggle and laugh at the weird situation. The kiss is messy yet perfect at the same time before you two part for good.

“Cliché,” he snorts this time and you retort, “Whipped.”

੭ㅤ𝅄ㅤ ꒰ HAM JINSIK ꒱

“Do you believe in love at first sight or should I walk by again?” you roll your eyes as you can almost hear the grin in your boyfriend’s voice as he stands behind you. Pursing your lips you tilt your head and turn around asking, “Why?”

“Can’t a guy just simply love his partner?” Jinsik smiles, his grin widening innocently making you shake your head. You are here, standing in a sunny parking lot, sweating and waiting for Sumin to pick you two up and Jinsik’s idea of brightening the situation is apparently saying cheesy pick-up lines.

“Are you a parking ticket? ‘Cus you have got fine written all over you,” he winks as a weird sound leaves your throat sounding between a half-gasp and a half-groan making his smile widen more.

“Please Jinsik, I love you but shut up,” you say, pressing your head lightly against his arms but you know you are just talking to a wall when you hear the next sentence roll off his tongue again, “If I could rearrange the alphabet I would put U and I toge-“

Before he can eat your mind with another worst pickup line ever, and any more that are coming after, you turn your head, grab his collar and press your lips to his. Jinsik's eyes widen in disbelief as he stumbles from your grip and your conscience returns almost as soon as you do it making you abruptly leave.

“What- How,” he gasps as you look away, biting your lips, sinking in the aftertaste of whatever you did right now while his brain still processes what just happened. “Your stupid cheesy lines are stupid,” you babble, not being able to maintain eye contact as he blinks and slowly gains back his composure.

“Are they now?” he hums, his hand slowly sneaking around your waist and tightening as you try to let go. “Jinsik, we are in the public,” you whisper frantically but god knows what this boy has been eating as his grip grows tighter and a teasing grin etches his face.

“Yeah, but you conveniently forgot that when you pulled me by the collar and kissed me,” the mischief behind those innocent eyes makes you smack him lightly as he giggles and hugs you. Your whines die quickly as you wrap an arm around him feeling him press light kisses to your head and bask in his scent that is so him, well at least before you groan and hit your head against his chest again.

“Do you have another heart? Because mine just got stolen!”

੭ㅤ𝅄ㅤ ꒰ CHOI HYUNWOO ꒱

Hyunwoo and you walk by the river quietly in the dead of the night. If your parents or his hyungs knew you two would not live another day. But that’s the thrill of it! The wind ruffles his hair lightly as you look at him and giggle making him smile with his pretty little eyes.

When he reaches your door and you two stand not wanting to let go of each other. It feels stupid almost and lovesick at how you two keep trying to prove yourselves as friends. “Good night,” he says softly and you whisper it back swinging your hands with his. “Same time tomorrow?” you giggle and he sighs knowing he can never say no to you.

The next day you wake up to the familiar knock in your windows and Hyunwoo’s face appears as you roll it up. He grins and you smirk back before letting him enter. “Practice ended late,” he says as he enters and keeps on talking about how Jinsik and he had to do a choreography all while hanging half-way from the window.

Your eyes widen in panic as he keeps talking and you decide to do the last thing on your mind. You pull him by the collar, even though it’s a bit hard and pull him inside your room. Hyunwoo stumbles from the sudden pressure toppling over the sill and falls over you and finally, his mouth shuts up as he stares down at your flustered face.

“Did not think you would do that,” he whispers and your eyes widen as you stutter out, “No other option, you talk a lot.” Your words come out a lot breathier than you want them to and he nods smirking, “Sure.” “I hate you,” you murmur out when his teasing words keep spilling from his mouth and you can’t take it anymore and something comes over you as you pull him into a kiss.

For the second time that night, Hyunwoo is silenced and flushed as he falls into the lips he has dreamed of so much. The kiss is soft, the low lights in the room being your only witness and it’s secure like a bond you two have shared for so long. When you part Hyunwoo’s flush reaches to his ears and warmth creeps down your neck as he says, “Didn’t think you would do that either.”

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