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Stay Forever?

Pairing: CEO! scoups x f!reader

Genre: smut (MDNI), slight angst, p in v sex, unprotected sex, slight choking, possessiveness, cowgirl, spanking, cheol punches a guy once, soft sex, yuta of nct used as a bad guy (sorry bro)

Description: being with cheol was like being in a paradise. but what happens when a troublesome past comes to haunt you?

OR

Part 3 and final part of Stay The Morning? And Stay The Night?

Notes: sort of sad to see this series come to an end. but that just means there’s a new one coming👀

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3 months later

you smile to yourself as you walk down the street, your steps having a bit of an extra skip in them as you try to get to your destination as quickly as possible.

it was a warm spring day, sun getting absorbed by the black lenses of your sunglasses, your black dress swinging with each step you make.

finally, you see the cafe that sana, jihyo and you have decided to meet up at, pushing the heavy door open.

scanning the cafe, you find the two women sat at your usual table, sana talking animatedly to what seems to be...herself, while jihyo, who is obviously bored, is scrolling on her phone, absentmindedly answering your other friend.

you smile at the scene, making your way to them.

they quickly catch your silhouette, both smiling back at you. jihyo jokingly teases you "well, look which lovebird finally decided to show up."

chuckling, you answer "sorry, there was...traffic? yeah, traffic on the way here."

sana immediately calls you out, snorting as she fires back "oh is that the new nickname for your boy toy that we are using from now on?"

feeling your cheeks heat up at this scarily accurate call out, you "accidently" kick her leg under the table, setting your bag on the free space in the booth beside you.

you try to deflate and start the conversation with the usuals 'how are you's', but sana, yet again, cuts you off.

"cut the crap, my friend. we all know why we are here. use the time without your little boy toy to actually tell us how it's going for once. i will literally die if i don't hear about it."

you stop to nervously, yet with a smile on your face, look down at your lap, fidgeting with your fingers as you hesitate to tell them anything, knowing that saying the things out loud makes them seem...more real.

sana, ever the angel that she is, kicks you harshly under the table, her pretty face set in an angry frown as she adds "speak now or i will fight you behind the dumpster."

jihyo, the actual angel in this friendship, swats sana at the back of her head, warning her "calm down and let her gather her thoughts first. i mean seriously, how many times do i have to hit you for you to finally calm down?"

sana just mumbles something inaudible to herself.

shakily exhaling, you say "it is...going good."

seeing your shy smile, jihyo questions you "just 'good'?"

you groan as you hide your face in your hands.

"better than good. he is so good to me, and kind, and he takes care of me. he always asks to see me, almost every day, yet it doesn't feel overbearing whatsoever. and he is such a gentleman too. i can't remember the last time i opened the door or tied my shoes while with him. and he is also-"

you suddenly stop, realising that you have been rambling about cheol for a solid minute, all while sana and jihyo smirk happily at you, both their hands used as a rest for their chins as they look at you.

a flash of embarrassment burns you, eyes wide in shock due to your own behaviour. quickly looking back down, you lamely add "but, um...yeah, i-it's going, i, it's going well..."

your two friends chuckle at you, jihyo teasingly adding "well, glad to hear that he's treating you well and that you are already in love with him."

eyes immediately snapping back up, you defensively say "i am not in love with him."

sana snorts as she responds "sure doesn't sound like that."

you just mumble to yourself, something among the lines of "fake friends" and "why am i even friends with them".

sana twirls her straw around the glass, almost looking like she's about to ask the most normal question ever.

oh boy. if only you knew.

floating out of her mouth, the words "but does he fuck good?" come out, making you choke on your drink, violently coughing as her words still slowly load in your brain.

for a second, you just stare at her, eyes wide as saucers, totally caught off guard.

i mean...the answer is pretty obvious, no?

so why do you feel so shy about admitting it out loud?

sana just raises her eyebrow, kind of as she's asking 'well?', impatiently waiting on your response.

your cheeks are burning, so much so that you have to fan your face with your hands as you look out of the window.

jihyo, teasingly yet lovingly, questions "is that a yes?"

turning your head back towards them, you catch them both smiling at you, knowing your answer before you even said it out loud.

covering your face with your hands, you shyly admit "you have no idea. i didn't even know sex could feel so good, that it could make me feel so...insatiable."

a whistle comes from sana's side of the table, quickly adding "well damn girl. how does it feel to not be celibate for once in your life?"

you snort as you take a sip of your drink to cool down, mumbling against the rim of the glass "you have no idea just how good."

suddenly, your two friends look behind you, knowing smiles spreading across the lips. their reactions got you curious, making you slowly turn around to see what made them smile like that.

well. it's not a 'what'.

it's a 'who'.

cheol, ever so handsome, looks cutely around the cafe, eyes scanning for you. once he spots you, a huge and loving smile spreads across his face, his legs carrying him to you before he even realises.

ah yes, the man that is the whole reason behind you meeting up with your friends.

sana has been asking (read: harassing) you about if they could meet cheol, saying that they, and i quote, "want to meet the guy who has got you looking so stupidly happy".

cheol, ever the enthusiast, immediately said yes, an invisible tail wagging behind him as he excitedly looked at you at the idea of finally meeting the girls that are your dearest friends, and who were there the night you two met.

and so, here you are.

he quickly jogs over to you, bending down towards you. his hand immediately gently grasps your cheek, a breathtaking smile greeting you as he lightly says “hi” before he quickly pecks your lips, catching you off guard.

you shyly say ‘hi’ right back at him, moving a bit in the booth so he can have more space to sit down.

cheol, completely ignoring your attempt at making space for him, immediately slides next to you, thighs and sides touching as he slowly wraps an arm around your shoulders, pulling you into his body.

when you look over to your friends, they are looking at the two of you with shocked eyes but gentle smiles. it’s not the bad kind of shock, but rather the type that says ‘this is so stinkingly cute i am about to puke’.

their reactions make you shyly look at his face, only to find his eyes already looking at you, gentleness mirroring in his warm brown eyes.

you lightly elbow him in his side, signalling with your head towards your friends and that he should greet them.

cheol looks over, and has the ‘oh, right’ kind of reaction, quickly focusing on them as he stretches his hand out.

“hi, i am so sorry. i’m seungcheol, nice to finally meet you. heard a lot of great things about you both.”

sana looks at him with a raised eyebrow and an impressed smile, almost like she’s saying ‘nicely done, girlie’. jihyo on the other hand, just shakes his hand with a friendly and proud smile, introducing herself right back.

you smile at the interactions, feeling a bit fuzzy at seeing your favourite people finally meeting each other.

before jihyo can even utter one singular but casual question, sana quickly cuts in, a serious look on her face.

“right. i’ll cut right to the chase, lover boy. what are your intentions with our girl?”

cheol, even with shocked eyes, automatically answers, not wasting a second.

“to make and keep her as happy as it is humanly possible.”

his answer stuns all three of you into silence, blankly staring at him as he sneakily and ever so casually steals a sip of your drink, clueless to the chaos he has caused.

sana, going back to her obvious act, responds right back.

“mhm. well, don’t think i won’t cut your balls off just because she likes you, shall you ever hurt her.”

cheol, getting a bit more serious, looks her right back in the eyes as he says

“i don’t ever plan on letting myself hurt her. i would rather cut my hand off before i allow myself to do anything bad to her.”

for a few seconds, the two of them have a stare off. it’s kind of like watching two guard dogs have a silent stare down, fighting for dominance.

after a few seconds, sana just lets a little ‘hm’ out before she picks up her glass and takes a sip of her beverage.

you feel your eye twitch at her behaviour, mildly annoyed that she would do that to him within the first two minutes of him getting there.

which is exactly why you ever so slowly put your foot on top of hers-and twist it. hard. paying special attention to her bare toes, pressure increasing with each second.

she yelps an "ow!" as she pulls her foot away, looking at you as if you have killed her hamster. not hesitating a second, she kick you in the shin, an angry pout painted on her lips.

you gasp at her audacity, ready to kick her right back again.

cheol starts chuckling a bit before he slowly uses his arm that is wrapped around your shoulders to pull you into his side. his lips kiss you cheek, right beside your ear, so he can whisper in his deep and sultry voice "calm down, baby. i'm okay, she didn't mean anything bad. she's just looking out for you."

you pout as you relax in his hold, an arm wrapping around his soft tummy. mumbling to yourself, cheol hears your pouty voice "she's being mean to you..."

chuckling once more, he kisses your temple as he reassures you "let her, i can handle it."

the conversation resumes, your friends gently grilling your...cheol, which he responds to with ease. the entire time, his thumb gently rubs your arm, making you feel even more relaxed. so much so, that you lean your head on his shoulder and feel your eyes slowly closing ever so often.

you were only a passive listener in the conversation as it is, so you didn't think anyone would notice.

which was a wrong assumption.

because not even a minute after your eyes finally fully closed, you feel seungcheol's finger slowly push your hair back, tucking it behind your ear before the very same finger lightly pokes your nose, making you open your eyes.

his soft smile and gentle eyes are the first things that greet you, making your heart skip a bit at that sight.

soft voice orders you "don't go falling asleep on me, baby."

you just snuggle a bit deeper as you shyly say " 'm not...i'm just...resting my eyes."

cheol laughs deeply at your absolute lies, entirely too amused by it.

jihyo takes a sip out of her glass before she puts it down. her curious eyes directed at cheol as she asks him.

"so. any plans today for you two lovebirds?"

before you can even open your mouth to say something along the lines of 'oh, just a casual night in, probably to watch a movie and such', cheol's voice cuts you off.

"oh, so many things. actually, we might need to get going soon, sorry to cut this short. it's just that we have a reservation that we need to get to, and there's quite a drive to the resta- uhh, place."

you immediately raise your head, looking at him with excitement but confusion as well "we do?"

his eyes look in your direction the moment you start speaking, a mischievous and proud smile pulling at his mouth's corners.

"yeah, wanted to surprise you but...well, here we are."

you immediately smile in excitement, asking him "where are we going?"

cheol chuckles as he pinches your nose teasingly, responding "i just said that it's a surprise, missy. i am not telling you, you will have to be patient and see."

you pout at his response, ready to start whining jokingly, knowing that it will work on him and that you will get your way with it. but just as you were about to do so, a warning cough "ahm, ahm" coming out of sana's mouth before she starts acting as if she never did it, looking out of the window like it's the most interesting thing ever.

another 10 minutes of talking are spent between you and your friends before cheol and you gather your things to make an exit, hugging the two women goodbye before you head for the door.

but of course, sana wouldn't be sana if she didn't like stirring shit.

which is why she almost yells across the half-full cafe at cheol teasingly "don't get her pregnant yet, i'm too young to be an auntie!"

you look at her as if she were a psych ward escapee, ready to pretend that you don't know her.

cheol, ever the cocky and handsome bastard that he is, just smirks as he calls right back.

"kinda hard not to when she basically begs me to."

you gasp loudly, head snapping in his direction as you stare at him in betrayal. your hand immediately flies through the air before you strike him on his back, so hard that it leaves a handprint behind.

a loud snap crackles through the air, cheol's loud cackling mixing with it before he yelps "ah! that hurt!"

basically pushing him with your foot in his ass, you quickly exit the cafe shop, embarrassment visible in your wide eyes.

cheol chuckles as he wraps an arm around your waist, quickly pulling you into his side despite the resistance from your behalf.

his lips try kissing your lips as an apology, but you purposefully roll them into your mouth so he can't have access to it. quietly mumbling 'm sorry, you feel your resolve crumble with each second and each kiss that he presses to the corner of your mouth.

eventually, you just roll your eyes before you allow him one singular kiss, that he gladly steals and enjoys to the fullest, before you push him away and order him "whatever. we need to go, no? let's go then, we have no time to waste."

he just chuckles for the nth time that day as he responds "yes, ma'am."

like always, he opens the door for you and waits for you to put your seatbelt on before he closes the door and walks over to his side of the car.

his hand finds your thigh, comfortably rubbing your thigh as he starts the car, an arm stretching behind your seat as he looks back so he can safely reverse out of the parking spot.

trying to keep your panties as dry as possible, you brace yourself for the long drive that is ahead of you, trapped in a car with the sexiest man alive.

he then quickly looks at you before he winks, a "reassuring" hand grabbing your hand again after he finished switching the stick.

lord, help me.

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turns out-seungcheol was a really big romantic, even more so than he initially let on.

the place that seungcheol decided to take you to was a restaurant.

but not just any.

this restaurant was the kind of restaurant that let you know it was high end from the very first second you set your foot inside.

the ceiling was so high, they comfortably let plants cover the entire surface of it, hanging in such a beautiful and raw way.

the lights weren't too bright, which you really appreciated.

(it actually occurred to you only later that you actually did let cheol know about your hatred towards really bright lights, which made him picking this restaurant all the more sweeter.)

the whole place was so beautiful and expensive looking-the brown-ish wood mixed with black furniture and accents of green made it look very cohesive.

overall-it made you look at cheol with even more lo-uhh, affection than you already did.

he was a perfect gentleman too.

although he was noticeably nervous for whatever reason, he was still so engaged with your conversation, asking follow-up questions, laughing at your jokes, and talking quite a bit as well.

the entire time, he was so touchy, but in small and cute ways, so it wasn't all too much on the nose to the other customers. his hand was softly playing with your on top of the table, fingers intertwining and untangling ever so slowly and gently, paying attention to your pretty long nails (that he paid for!!! a fact that he is very proud of). his feet were also tangled up with yours, teasingly not letting them go even when you said you had to get up and go to the bathroom.

the food was even more delicious, thanks to cheol who knew what to order. luckily, he has taken you out so many times, he now knows your tastes so well, he doesn't even have to ask you what you would like.

he was just in the middle of talking, his adorably big eyes looking at you as he did so.

"so i told jeonghan-remember him? the unusually pretty but a bit evil guy?-anyway, i told him that he can't do that to the clients wife, no matter how much of an asshole he was-"

you were both so enamoured with his story, that you didn't even notice a figure walking over to you, not until he stood right by your table and spoke in that condescending and annoying voice of his.

"well, well, well. would you look at that."

the unfortunately familiar voice sent a shiver down your back, your eyes looking up at him. the cockiness in his eyes, the arrogant yet slightly angry look in his eyes.

it all pissed you off.

"you sure do move on quickly, babe. hasn't even been 4 months since you left me, yet here you are. on a "date" with another man."

yuta's voice made your hand that was held by cheol's ball up in a fist, your brain sending rapid signals to control yourself, as jail shouldn't really be the place to spend the night.

coolly, you take a sip of your wine before you look up at him through your eyelashes, a certain coldness in your voice as you shoot right back

"you mean almost 4 months since you decided to be a manchild and cheat on me? yeah, no wonder i moved on so quickly-i actually wonder it even took me that long."

a sarcastic smile overtakes your mouth as you look for yuta's reaction.

his nostrils immediately flare up, fists balling up next to his body as he looks at you. his cheeks redden in embarrassment, clearly humiliated by your call out.

cheol makes a little 'ah' sound, looking at you and acting as if the man standing in front of you is all but real, saying "so this is the piece of shit who had the nerve to cheat on you. didn't know that men who look..." he pauses for a second to give the cheater a disgusted once over, lips curling in disgust as he says "so peculiar were your type. but i guess we all have dark pasts."

you snort at his comment, trying your hardest not to snort in your wine as the words left his mouth.

yuta didn't like that very much.

"who the fuck do you think you are, you-"

cheol's dark voice and even darker eyes stop him from talking any further, words poisonous like snake venom as he warns him.

"careful with what you want to say next. i can guarantee you it won't end up good for you."

you realise this is a very bad time to get a lady boner.

but you can't even control your thighs as they squeeze at the scene in front of you.

cheol, in his black and slightly unbuttoned dress shirt, looking up at the scum that is your ex with eyes that promise to kill.

all while he is still holding your hand on the table, his expensive gold watch reflecting under the restaurant lights.

fuck, he's hot.

but, of course, yuta has never been the smartest cookie, which is why he doesn't take seungcheol's threat seriously and scoffs before he asks him.

"wow, was she so hard to get into the bed? so hard that you now feel the need to defend her so she will sleep with you again?"

cheol's chair scrapes loudly against the floor before you can even blink, catching the attention of other guests.

getting all up in yuta's face, cheol uses his height and broad and strong build to his advantage, ultimately making yuta take a step back as cheol tries to get even closer in his face, threats flying out of his eyes.

"what did you just say about her?", a clear warning rattling in cheol's unnervingly calm and quiet voice.

instead of keeping quiet, yuta decides to smirk right in seungcheol's face and respond back.

big mistake.

"i said-is this whore so hard to get into the bed, that you have to go so far and defen-"

before you can even get up, cheol's fist swings from the back and straight into the man's face, loud crack echoing through the otherwise very quiet room.

you, along with many other observing guests, gasp, getting up from your seat.

seungcheol looks darkly at the man laying on the ground, clutching to his bloody and now broken nose as he wails in pain.

he carefully crouches down next to his body, looking at him like he was an experiment. his hand quickly grabs yuta's collar, bringing him closer to his face.

in what must've been the scariest voice you have ever heard him use, cheol warns yuta

"don't you ever call my girlfriend a whore again. or i will kill you. and that's a promise."

before he gets up and quickly heads for the exit, his whole body trebling with adrenaline as he walks out.

you stand there frozen for a second, wide eyes staring at the door that cheol's body just disappeared behind just a second ago as you process his words.

girlfriend...?

snapping out of your trance, you quickly grab both your and cheol's things, throwing a few dollar bills on the table, jogging slightly for the exit, before you abruptly stop, taking a second to decide if what just crossed your mind is a good idea.

after a second, you just say 'fuck it' before you turn back around, and jog back to yuta.

he's just trying to get up from the floor, his white button up now mostly red. he has trouble standing properly, eyes squeezed in pain, so he doesn't even see you coming.

which is perfect, as you are about to cause him even more pain.

before he can even react, you grab his shoulders and swing your leg so high, your knee connecting with his family jewels so hard, he immediately groans in pain, falling to his knees again.

you loudly exclaim, so the whole restaurant can hear you.

"that's for cheating on me and making my boyfriend angry! fuck you, i hope you stay miserable.", before you start running after your man.

you breathlessly open the door, a swoosh of fresh evening air making goosebumps rise on your arms as you look for seungcheol.

only to find him sitting on a curb, elbows leaning on his knees, and his head in his hands.

as you walk over, you notice his hands still shaking, heavy breaths coming out of his mouth in puffs.

you kneel in front of him, hands softly rubbing his shins as you softly talk to him.

"cheollie. can you look at me please?"

at first he shakes his head no, but after you say 'please?' even softer than you spoke initially, he slowly looks up at you, visible fear in his eyes as they meet yours.

smiling gently, you say something that shocks him.

"thank you."

he looks at you confusedly, not understanding why you'd thank him.

instead, he says.

" 'm sorry."

confusedly, you question

"what are you apologising for?"

he rakes his shaky hands through his hand as he looks down, too embarrassed to face you any longer.

"for acting so...out of hand. and losing my temper. it must've been scary for you to witness it..."

you smile a little at his quiet voice before you grab his hands, bringing them between your bodies as you crouch in front of him.

"there's nothing to apologise for, baby. it wasn't scary at all. you were so...cool, for defending me like that. no one...ever did something like that for me."

cheol looks at your face as you focus your eyes on his rough hands, your soft touch a total opposite of what he's used to, a soft smile stuck to your lips as you run your thumb over his bloody knuckles.

before he can even control himself, he frees his hands in the name of grabbing your cheeks and pulling you to himself, so abruptly that you have to grab his thighs to brace yourself.

and then he kisses you.

roughly, yet so softly, it had your wide eyes closing soon after his upper lip parts your lips.

after a few seconds of kissing, he pulls back so slowly, it has you breathing out a shaky breath as you focus on his big brown and sparkly eyes.

he takes your hands before he suddenly gets up, pulling you up as well with his hold on you, before he softly says.

"let's go home."

and you follow him wordlessly, like always.

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carefully balancing the two mugs in your hands, you walk over to where cheol is sitting on the couch with his head in his hands, yet again.

bending down, you slowly place your teas on the coffee table, all while looking at the man that is still in a bit of a distress, thinking how you could make the situation better.

he has kind of refused to look at you ever since you two got in the car, despite having kissed you just a minute prior to that. it's not like he's embarrassed about it, but rather like he was almost...afraid to look at you.

well, you can't have that.

carefully kneeling in front of him, your hands start softly rubbing his knees, voice gently calling his name.

"cheollie. can you look at me? please?"

he sighs for a second before he raises his head slightly, sparkly eyes and a big pout greeting you as he does so. you smile at this, fighting the urge to attack him with kisses because he looks so damn adorable.

you grab his hands in yours, rubbing the back of them in comfort as you ask him.

"mind telling me what's on your mind now, honey? you look a bit distracted."

yet another sigh escapes him, eyes closing as he tries to gather his thoughts.

"it's just...i know you said that it was okay, but i am still sorry for just...losing it like that in front of you."

you sigh a little, sitting back on your feet more comfortably as you say.

"there's nothing to apologise for...especially not when i found it really attractive."

this info makes his eyes snap open, looking at you in shock.

"you did?"

you just nod, shyly looking at his hands.

"no one ever stood up for me like that, especially not a man. my exes would mostly stay quiet, saying i could defend myself. the thing is-i can, and i did...but it's nice to see someone go out of their way to defend my name like that..." looking up at him, you finish "your protectiveness over me is very attractive to me. it means you've got my back, at all times."

cheol blushes a little, trying to hide his proud and somewhat cocky smile at bay.

suddenly remembering his other words, you raise yourself on your knees, bringing your face right in front of his. slyly, you question him.

"also-girlfriend? i don't remember you exactly asking me to be your girlfriend."

cheol laughs a bit, embarrassed about his automatic response to that asshole's words. he rubs the back of his neck a bit, kind of like he's considering his next course of action, before he brings that very same hand to his pocket, searching around for a bit, before he brings out a violet velvet jewellery box, presenting it to you elegantly.

"the plan was to ask you that very question tonight after we finished with the dinner and took a little walk to the pier, but that...thing just had to get in the way of my plans."

he gently opens the box to reveal a beautiful bracelet, a pendant of a sun hanging from it.

you gasp in awe, gently caressing it with one finger, a small smile building on your lips slowly the longer you look at it.

cheol takes the bracelet out of the box, opening the clasp before he takes your wrist and turns it around. with careful fingers, he clasps the bracelet shut, turning your hand back around to look at how the pendant is resting on your soft skin.

you look at it with adoration, holding your own wrist with your other hand as if it were the most precious treasure. you bring your hand close to your chest before you look him in the eyes.

"thank you, it's so beautiful. i love it so much."

cheol smiles shyly as he watches at your reactions.

"it's a sun. i was thinking which charm is most fitting to you, and i picked that one."

you look at him questioningly, a bit of confusion evident to his answer.

"why?"

cheol grabs that very same hand and brings it to his lips, soft lips kissing the back of your hand with a feather-light touch, before he answers.

"because before you, there was no sun in my life. it was all just an illusion-the successful life, all the wealth with no one to spend it one. even on the hottest days, my life seemed so...gloomy. that is, until i met you. you brought light to my life, one smile at the time. you...are the most wonderful person that has ever willingly walked into my life, and i don't want you going anywhere, ever."

you look at him with shock, your heart beating at thousand miles per minute. no one had ever been so open with their feelings for you like he is. no one had ever adored you so openly and loudly like he did.

no one had ever been the perfect man for you, like he is.

grabbing his face in your hands, you immediately kiss him as you wiggle yourself from the floor and onto his lap, his hands basically picking you up with ease and setting you to sit on his thighs, your legs squeezing around his thick and wide thighs.

his arms immediately wrap themselves around your waist, hands finding their home on your ass as he uses his hold to pull you deeper into his body.

his lips are kissing you slowly, sensually. tongue opening your lips so he can have access to your warm mouth, the very same tongue meeting your own half way before he retracts it back, lips softly sucking on your bottom lip, before he repeats the same action over and over again.

your hands find home in his longish black hair, nails scratching his scalp the way you've learned that he loves whenever you do it.

with back as straight as an arrow up until this point, you feel yourself relax in his hold, body sinking in his arms. you feel the same thing happening to cheol as well, slowly letting your bodies weigh him down until his back meets the couch.

the kiss continues for while, cheol sighing every few seconds in content, his hands now underneath the skirt of your dress, massaging the softness of your ass, periodically squeezing it hard before releasing it, only to do it again at the slow speed.

almost like it hit him suddenly, he lets your lips separate for a second, foreheads leaning on each other, just so he can cheekily ask you.

"does this mean you are my girlfriend now? is that a yes?"

you smile widely, whispering softly to him.

"it means you need to shut up because i want to kiss my boyfriend now." before you dive back into that kiss.

cheol's smile is so wide, he completely gives up on kissing you, instead letting your lips travel over his chin, cheeks, jawline, before they settle on softly sucking on the skin of his neck, one hand firmly holding his jaw in place, while the other travels between your bodies so it can rub his soft tummy, dangerously close to his belt. this action gets him to throw his head back against the backrest of the couch, eyes closing as he lets you take control over the situation.

his hands are still on your ass, a fact that you really enjoy at the moment, as he's teasingly playing with the lacy material, purposefully stretching it out a bit just to let it snap back against your skin, arousing a low moan out of you.

you bring your face in front of his again, his hazy eyes looking at your own, blown out pupils making his eyes appear almost completely black. his cheeks are a bit reddish, probably due to arousal that is slowly building beneath the material of his black pants.

at the same time, your lips come back onto his to give him the sloppiest kiss ever, saliva smearing against his chin as he reciprocates your dirty kiss, while also sitting fully on his semi erected dick, grinding the material of your panties against his bulge.

cheol moans as he feel the warmth of your core against his hard cock, hands immediately going from playing with your ass to slowly pulling on the hem of your dress, signalling to you that he wants it off.

the kissing stops for the few seconds it takes him to fling the dress of your body and throw it to the side. his breath catches in his lungs at your matching black set-the set that he bought you just a week ago and that he didn't get the chance of seeing you wear.

using his distraction, your hands busy themselves with unbuttoning his dress shirt, heavy breathing echoing in the otherwise quiet room. when your hands reach the buttons on his stomach, you forcefully pull the shirt of of his pants, unbuttoning the rest of the little buttons before you open the shirt, revealing the most beautiful view that his strong but soft body.

his pecks have grown due to him working out extra hard this last month, using the time where you are busy with work to distract himself a bit. but despite him working out more, his tummy has still grown a bit, looking so soft and beautiful. he has gained a bit of weight as a result of you two eating almost all meals together, every day, all day. cheol wasn't used to eating this much, usually settling on a half assed dinner with his partners, but ever since he met you, he would either bring takeout or there would be a warm meal waiting on him due to the curtesy of you cooking for him.

and honestly?

he looked so much hotter like this.

sure, you loved how strong he looked before his weight gain, but now, he looked even...bigger, stronger.

he looked like a man.

his shoulders alone looked so much broader, you had trouble wrapping your arms around them whenever he decided to fuck you on the kitchen counter.

or bathroom sink.

or in his car.

well. the sex life is still going strong, that's for sure.

he wraps one hand around your throat loosely, using the hold to bring you back to him. his lips immediately attack your own, tongue finally taking over the dominance, kissing you at the speed that he likes, which is a bit faster than you usually go at.

your hands immediately go to unbuckling his belt, a bit clumsily due to the urge to get him naked as soon as possible.

his hand stays around your neck, pressing the sides a bit every now and then, keeping you in his control.

once the belt is off, you get down to unzipping his pants, revealing the band of his black calvin klein boxers, a stain from the precum visible on the dark material.

you feel the walls of your pussy squeeze around nothing, wishing he would push his cock inside already. it's actually embarrassing just how wet you feel your inner thighs are, dripping juices all over his lap from a kiss only.

you whine against his lips, a clear sign to him that you are getting more desperate for him.

he suddenly pushes you back with his hand on your neck, making you throw your head back at his action.

his dark eyes carefully scan your form, from your fucked out face, to the rapid rase of your chest from heavy breathing, to the way your perky nipples poke at the black lacy material of the bra, to how your hips are unconsciously grinding just a teeny tiny bit against his own, thighs helplessly squeezing around his wide legs.

fuck, you looked like a work of art.

bringing you back to him just as suddenly, he doesn't let your lips touch his yet, as the urge to say something takes over him.

your eyes desperately look in his, begging him to do something.

ignoring you for a second, he instead tells you in his deep and raspy voice.

"you are mine now. no one is allowed to touch what's mine, are we clear? i will literally kill any man who dares touch you, no matter his intentions. if there's so much as a missing hair on your hair, i will make them pay." swallowing for a bit, his stormy eyes look at yours, continuing with talking once more. "you are mine, and i am yours. and i will make sure that everyone knows that."

you have a short second to think to yourself fuck, that's so hot before he suddenly kisses you messily, taking hold of your hips so he can move them against his own, making your grind against his rock hard cock now.

a loud moan escapes you, hands clutching his shoulders as you feel yourself get lightheaded from his actions and words, the urge to have him inside you so strong, that you helplessly beg him "fuck me, claim me, please, just -ah!- do something."

cheol, not one to leave your wishes unfulfilled, uses his hand to take his dick out of his boxers, his hard cock standing proudly against your tummy.

you raise yourself on your knees, impatiently waiting as you feel him move your panties to the side, and instead of just pushing his dick inside, he uses the very same hand to tease your folds a bit, gathering your precum on his fingers. he pauses the kiss in the name of pushing his fingers inside his mouth, groaning at the taste.

all while maintaining eye contact with you.

once his mouth is free, he brings your desperate little lips back to his, kissing you harshly and quickly as he distractedly tries to pump his dick a few times, before he brings his member to your folds. he rubs the head against your wet lips, teasing your clit a bit just so he can hear more of those sweet moans leave your mouth and flow directly into his.

he feels your nails dig into his naked shoulders, meaning that you are slowly getting impatient.

showtime.

carefully, he pushes the tip inside your pussy, the walls immediately squeezing around it so much, cheol feels himself lose all air in his lungs.

your sweet, sweet moan is so loud, it has cheol squeeze the meat on your hip hard. you let yourself slowly sink down the rest of his length, taking your sweet time as you do so. your walls convulse around his hard dick, feeling every little vein scrape against your walls.

after almost a minute of you struggling to take in his thick length, you feel his dick bottom out, a moan mixed with a sigh of relief as you do so.

cheol feels his eyes roll into the back of his head at the raw feeling of your pussy, breathing in and out deeply as a way to stop himself from cumming inside of you so embarrassingly quick.

instead of guiding your hips like usual, or even fucking upwards into you, he slowly brings his lips next to your ear, and so, so sensually tell you.

"go on-take it. if you want it, work for it. be a good girl-make yourself cum."

you want to whine in protest, a complaint on the tip of your tongue, but stop at the look in his eyes.

it's not even an order.

it's his wish that he wants you to fulfill.

you use the hold on his shoulders as an anchor, and rather than to bounce on his dick, you drag your hips forward until your tummies are touching, and then roll them right back, your ass dragging against his thighs. you repeat that action over, and over, and over.

cheol watches you, your little concentrated frown, wet and parted lips, your perky tits that sitting so prettily. your pretty neck almost calling his name to hold and choke it a bit.

fuck, your moves may be devilish, but you sure to look like an angel.

you continue rolling your hips like that, his dick almost falling out whenever you roll your hips forward, only to slip right back in once you move backwards. the tip is deliciously teasing you, almost tickling your sweet spot but not quite there yet.

his hands finally come back to hold your ass cheeks, slapping the right one whenever he notices your moves faltering, a murmured 'keep going' being the only thing he's able to say.

cheol's eyes are completely focused on how his dick exits and enters your pussy every time you move, hypnotised by the way your hips roll so smoothly.

you slowly start feeling your legs and feet cramp up, but nevertheless, you continue riding him like it's your very last chance to do so.

cheol's little encouraging words such as 'good girl', 'keep going', 'atta girl' and 'fuck, just like that baby' enter your ears but don't really register in your brain, instead completely focusing on bringing him the upmost pleasure.

but almost like he can sense it, cheol quickly grips your ass better, and positions his feet better so he can finally give it to you the way you want him to.

his strong hands completely control your movements, now making you bounce on his cock. his dick slides in and out so easily, all because you are so wet, he actually feels your wetness drip down his length and balls, drenching the couch beneath him.

you moan so loudly at his movements, finally relaxing and letting him do whatever he wants and pleases with you. his fingers grip the soft skin of your ass so strongly, you feel yourself only get wetter because of it.

he is so strong, he could pick you up with ease and manoeuvre your body any way he pleases. he could break you. but he adores you so much, instead he treats you so gently and lovingly, only going as hard as he thinks you can handle.

you wrap your arms fully around his shoulders, letting your head fall on his shoulder as he bounces you on his cock. your sweet moans go directly in his ear, which just makes him groan more, harshly slapping your ass as he praises you.

"moan so pretty for me baby, i could listen to you all day. fuck, i will listen to you every day, you are mine now. fuck, all mine."

cheol feels your walls tighten impossibly hard around his member, making him close his eyes as he gasps at the sensation, barely keeping his release at bay.

"fuck, pussy so tight it almost made me cum. you like that, sunny? like that you are all mine now?"

you are so out of it, affected by the constant stimulation to your g spot by his tip, that you only have it in yourself to moan as a response.

at that, cheol delivers a much harsher slap to your ass cheek, a warning present in his voice as he says.

"i asked you something, answer me."

you almost scream at his particularly hard spank, gathering your thoughts for a second before you say "fuh-fuck, yes, love tha' so much- ah- i'm all yours."

cheol groans at your sweet answer, slapping your ass once more.

"fuck, yes you are. all mine. my baby, my darling girl. mine to protect and fuck. my girl."

you love his words so much, they make you feel...whole in a sense.

but they also awaken some similar feelings inside of you.

which is why you suddenly bite his neck harshly, sucking on that very same spot in hopes that it will leave a mark.

seungcheol moans at your action, the loudest moan of the night escaping him actually.

you darkly whisper in his ear "you are mine-ah!- mine too. want you all to myself. my cheollie."

groaning at your words, he grabs the back of your neck to pull you back, only to clash his lips with yours messily, tongue immediately winning the battle of dominance.

he doesn't even have to help you all that much to bounce on his cock; you do it all by yourself at this point, desperately chasing your high.

he pauses the kiss for a second it takes him to say against your lips "fuck, love it when you are possessive baby, i'm all yours, just as you are mine. never gonna let that piece of shit near you again, he's never gonna have you again. you are mine."

at that, he brings his hand between your bodies, his expert fingers quickly finding you clit and rubbing it, putting enough pressure that you feel your toes curl, quick movements from right to left as he's ordering you "cum f'me, make a mess on this cock, baby."

and you do, unconsciously bringing his body closer to your by your hold around his shoulders.

his own arms wrap themselves around your waist as he chases his own orgasm, sound of skin slapping against each other echoing throughout his own living room.

finally, he groans as he pulls you down on his dick harshly, the warm liquid spilling inside your pussy, making you moan at the feeling.

he lets himself fall back against the couch, bringing your own body with his, just letting you breathe a bit.

you close your eyes and play with the material of his dress shirt that is still hanging loosely around his shoulders, the material now completely soaked through. knowing that he hates the feeling of sweaty clothes against his skin, you barely make an effort to move but still slowly pull it down his arms. he makes a little sound of confusion before he lets his arms fall from your waist so you can take it off, chucking it some where to the side.

his hands immediately come back around your waist, his nose contently sighing against the skin of your shoulder, eyes closing at your natural smell.

cheol doesn't like immediately pulling out of you, instead making the post orgasm time your little bonding time. he can't really explain it, but he just feels that much closer at those moments, no urgency or arousal behind his actions as he gently caresses your skin, his dick still twitching a bit inside of your warm pussy.

after a few moments of silence, you start smiling to yourself at the realisation, making you softly kiss his cheek as you happily hug him tighter.

he makes a little 'hm?' sound at this, questioning your sudden happiness.

you pull back just enough until you are face to face to each other, noses almost touching as you do so. he unconsciously starts smiling after seeing your own smile, hands gently pushing your hair back so it's not in the way.

you smile even wider at his gentle actions, making you raise your hand and softly cup his chubby cheek with it. almost like you are testing the words, you say "my boyfriend." to him, thumb gently rubbing his warm and rosy skin.

the immediate smile as a reaction makes you coo at the man beneath you, his pearly whites coming through from how big he's smiling at your words.

just as gently, he says back "my pretty and beautiful girlfriend."

giggling a bit at his words, you hug him closer to yourself again, before you bring his body away from the couch rest and make your bodies kind of awkwardly fall back onto the couch, his body hovering over yours as you try to pull him completely onto you, craving that feeling that him laying on top of you with his whole weight gives you.

you groans a bit as his dick slips out, a half hard on looking for a way back in.

he jokingly says "well aren't we a bit needy tonight" as he gives you what you want and lays himself completely on top of you, head tucking in your neck and kissing the skin there as he had nothing better to do.

you sigh contently, eyes closing on their own. replying back, you ask him "can't a girl just want to have her boyfriend as close as possible?" before you start running your fingers up and down his back, making a trail of goosebumps where your fingers touch his skin.

cheol chuckles at your words before he questions you back "you are never going to stop calling me that, are you?"

you intertwine your legs together as you answer "considering i have been waiting for you to ask me to be your girlfriend for literal weeks now-no, i don't think i can stop calling you my boyfriend."

swallowing a bit, cheol kisses your jawline softly as an apology before he answers "i was just waiting for the appropriate amount of time to ask you that. plus, i wanted everything to be perfect, which considering how tonight went, maybe shouldn't have been the deciding factor."

you chuckle at his response.

"cheollie, i literally spent the night the very first time we met each other. i don't think we are the type of couple to follow the rules that other couples do."

this makes him raise his head from your shoulder, a teasing smile playing on the edges of his lips.

"does that mean you will move in with me?"

your eyes almost fall out of their sockets at this, immediately replying.

"wow, slow down, romeo. one big question per day, please. plus, my lease won't end for another 6 months, so. if you still feel like that, ask me when that comes to an end."

he looks at you adoringly, pushing non-existent hair out of your face as he responds.

"i just...want you by my side at all times. i hate having to think if you got home safe after you leave my house. i hate having to ask you where i should go to after work, in case you might be too busy to have me over. i want to come home to you every night. i want to share everything with you."

he stops for a second, but before you can open your mouth to tell respond back to him, he continues.

"i realise that's a bit crazy to feel after just a few months of being together, but...i am not getting any younger. and...i have never met someone who had this much affect on me. you...enchanted me, with your big eyes and soft smiles, and warm hugs and comforting words. i can't fight the urges anymore-i just want to be with you."

you watch as he shyly plays with your hair, cheeks red at his words.

you find his words...touching, your own cheeks burning at how sweet and honest he is with you. which is why you gently grab his cheeks and pull him towards yourself, lips meeting in a gentle press.

you let the kiss naturally finish, finally responding to his little rant with.

"ask me in 6 months, and i will say yes."

cheol looks at your eyes, only to find nothing but honesty in there.

almost like he is in a trance, he lets his lips find your own again, kissing you with so much gentleness, all while he's thinking to himself.

fuck, don't tell her yet, it is too soon to confess your love to her. she hasn't even been you girlfriend for 2 hours, control yourself you maniac.

clueless at the inner turmoil he's dealing with, you kiss him right back, arms wrapping around his shoulders as you let yourself relax.

cheol feels the metal of the bracelet around your wrist softly dangle against the skin of his shoulder, making him softly grab your arm and bring it down so it's resting on the couch. he then goes to intertwine your fingers, firmly holding your hand down.

you slyly open your legs so he can settle between them, an obvious sign as to what you want from him.

he happily obliges.

cheol ever so carefully-finally- removes your bra and panties, kissing the newly bare skin of your chest a bit before he comes back up to kiss your soft lips.

using his free hand, cheol slowly brings your leg up, wrapping it around his hip as he settles between your legs.

his erected dick is standing proudly against his stomach, waiting to finally be inside you again. directing his hips a bit, he slowly slides his dick between your folds, the tip deliciously rubbing against your already tingling clit as he does so.

a soft moan leaves your mouth, your glassy eyes half lidded as they stare up at cheol, waiting for his next move.

cheol himself being impatient, doesn't waste any more time, and with his dick in his hand slowly directs it to your gaping hole.

and then he's pushing inside of you.

the air around you two has shifted this time. there's no sense of urgency or the need to claim each other, to mark each other. instead, your touches, your sounds, your actions-they are...softer.

the first round was you two fucking, trying to get all of these big and somewhat ugly emotions out of the way.

now, however?

now you two are making love.

his movements are slow, controlled, rolling his hips in a way that it feels almost suffocating. his hand is still intertwined with yours, in a way anchoring you to the reality.

and his lips?

they are gently kissing you, going from your lips to your cheek, pressing deep yet soft kisses all over. he also hasn't stopped softly talking to you, just little things like 'my girl' and 'doing so good for me'.

you cling to him, the one free arm wrapped around his back, as well as your legs around his waist. you need him to be as close to you as possible, this unusual need to have him almost under your own skin never stronger than in this moment.

he's professionally rocking his hips against your own, slowly and softly doing so. he wants to appreciate you now, to make it known how much he values you.

your walls pulse around his length, desperate to have him reach the depth that you crave. to be completely honest, your pelvis hurts hurts a bit from how wide you have to spread your legs, but you endure it, in the name of having your man as close to you as possible.

his chest presses into your own, so you can feel just how wildly fast his heart is beating. you even bring the free hand to his chest, gently pressing into his peck. you break your kiss so you can whisper a little "relax, love, breathe for me" before going back to kissing him slowly, your lips softly sucking on his bottom lip as you do so.

cheol exhales deeply through his nose, his hold on your hand getting tighter as he does so. shyly, he whispers back through the kiss "you make me crazy, i can't calm it down even if i wanted to."

you moan at his words, the honesty of his words making your walls squeeze around his cock.

cheol's pace picks up a bit, just enough so that he can chase your highs at a somewhat comfortable pace.

your whole body is shaking, legs trembling against his hips as you feel your orgasm slowly approaching. you are sensitive from the first round as it is, which makes this one all the more stimulating.

your boyfriend's breathing is slowly getting irregular, almost like he's getting any air the longer he continues to fuck into you.

he hasn't stopped talking the entire time, saying all these little comments to you that are supposed to be encouraging.

but one comment in particular catches your attention.

while being so lost in the pleasure, seugcheol almost lets it slip out, saying "fuck, i just lov- mmh-" before he pushes his face into your neck, pretending that it never came out.

but it did.

and you heard him.

and god, how you did want him to say it.

which is probably why you encouragingly whisper in his ear.

"tell me in the morning. if you feel that way, tell me once the sun's out."

from that point on, your mind becomes so hazy, that everything becomes a bit blurry to you. his pace picks up, yet you still feel every vein on his dick as you clench around it, his tip quickly hitting your sweet spot repeatedly.

his hand yet again finds your clit, rubbing it even faster than the first time, trying to bring you to the finish line even faster.

his lips are so desperate, moaning and whining against yours as he chases his orgasm, so very sensitive from the first round.

and then, like a tsunami, your finish hits you so hard, you don't even notice that you squirt onto him.

your finish triggers his own, his cum painting your insides in spurts, deep moans filling the shell of your ear deliciously, before he lets himself fall on top of you, officially too spent to move.

your eyes closed sometime between squeezing his hand so harshly that you leave little crescent moon shaped markings due of your long nails, and letting your legs fall away from his hips, stretching them out so they don't cramp up.

feeling so very satisfied but tired, you just let yourself get picked up by cheol a few minutes later, nuzzling closely in his neck as he carries you to his room.

you go in and out of consciousness as he gently wipes your juices away, cleaning you completely before he pulls on a pair of loose shorts of his and a shirt.

you aren't too sure when, but shortly after that he got into the bed with you, hugging you to his front as he kissed your neck softly.

and then your consciousness faded away, entering the dreamland as you distinctly heard him whisper some things against the back of your head.

the next time you wake up, it is because the early morning sun is shining directly in your eyes, making you immediately close them and shuffle closer to the naked human wall that is your boyfriend.

feeling his eyes on you, you open one sly eye to see what he wants, only to see him lovingly look at you, gently pushing your hair back.

he smiles at you as he greets you "good morning, love."

your own smile ends up being shy, responding back "good morning." before you shuffle even closer, tucking your head under his chin as you wrap an arm around his soft stomach.

cheol hugs you right back, one leg slipping over both yours underneath the fabric of the comforter.

both of you stay quiet for a few minutes, but you can feel cheol's heart racing under your cheek, making you wonder what it could be.

however, despite the racing heart, you don't question him what's wrong. instead, you wait for him to confess it on his own.

finally gathering enough courage, he swallows harshly before he asks you.

"can i say it now?"

you play dumb, asking him "say what exactly?"

"you said to tell you...that in the morning if i feel the same; and i do. so can i say it?"

you don't respond, instead, you shuffle back a bit, until you are laying nose to nose.

before he can even see it, you lean in just a tick more, lips finding his in a soft kiss. but you don't let it go beyond that one kiss, instead, you order him.

"say it. so i can say it back."

breathlessly, almost like he ran a marathon, cheol finally confesses.

"i am in love with you. i love you, so, so deeply."

you roll on top of his body as you kiss him yet again, this time with more urgency than ever before.

his strong arms wrap themselves around your waist, easily bringing you so you are laying on top his big body.

breathlessly, you whisper against his lips.

"i love you. i love you, too. god, how i love you, choi seungcheol."

there, underneath the early morning sunlight, in his warm embrace, you knew.

you knew that this was just a start of something everlasting.

a start of forever.

[miaoua3]

my honest reaction to my mutuals loving and reblogging my fics:

in all seriousness, writing fics about topics like this is so important as it addresses things that might be taboo like men feeling self conscious about their looks. especially when its because of other people commenting on their bodies. i love cheol exactly as he is, because he is perfect to me BECAUSE he is exactly the way he is❤️ haters you can choke on it🖕

bitches had a lot to say about scoups’ cute little tummy in the thunder mcountdown performance and it pissed me off, especially because i know for a fact that it affected him a lot since he immediately announced that he was starting a diet. i love his tummy so much and it breaks my heart seeing that he feels insecure about it. so, here is a bit of an appreciation for coups and his little tummy❤️

(pairing: bf! scoups x f!reader)

tw! negative views on body!

the moment he stepped foot inside your shared apartment, you could see that something was wrong with your cheollie.

he had this troubled frown glued to his face, lips set in a sad pout as he quietly took off his shoes and jacket.

when you tried greeting him somewhat enthusiastically, he weirdly turned you down, instead of kissing your lips like he always does, his lips landed on your cheek, before he quietly excuses himself to take a shower.

which is even weirder, because cheol always eats first before he takes a shower. he always says that he feels bad that he keeps you waiting so much, preventing you from eating the dinner because you don’t like eating alone.

so, for him to turn down dinner, to barely say anything to you, to immediately cut himself out of the world by going to the bathroom?

you knew that something bad has happened.

carefully listening against the door, you waited until you heard the water turn off, giving him another minute to dry off and put something on.

you two had so much trust in each other that cheol didn’t even blink when the doors opened, your head peaking inside.

the scene in front of you broke your heart.

cheol, in his beautiful and buff form, was silently standing in front of a mirror, eyes filled with annoyance and…hatred clearly focused on one thing.

his belly.

unsure hands hovered above the said tummy kind or like he was so disgusted with himself that he couldn’t even bring himself to touch you.

you eyebrows immediately furrowed in pain, almost like it was his own pain that you were feeling inside your body.

quietly walking in and shutting the door, you walked over to him, his broad body covering your whole body, making you unable to see yourself in the reflection.

you loved that so much-that he was so soft, big, buff and strong. his body, just like his soul, was hardness covered with a layer of softness. you loved hugging him because it always felt like you had your own personal teddy bear to cuddle with.

although you may not be able to read minds, you can tell what cheol is thinking about.

and just like you predicted, he quietly says with a voice full of disgust “don’t look at me please. i look…so disgusting.”

deciding to ignore his words, your arms wrap themselves around his waist, head securely resting on his back between his shoulder blades. you inhale his fresh scent as you close your eyes.

ever so slowly, you touch his tummy with flat hands, softly rubbing it up and down in comfort.

with a serious voice you question him.

“do you know why i love you so much?”

cheol stays quiet.

you decide to continue.

“you have the softest soul ever. although you always try to stay strong for other’s, you never hid the fact how gentle your soul is. from the very beginning, you let me see your bad, fearful and broken pieces. i knew from there on, that your heart is made of glass-it’s enough to use only small amount of force for it to break.”

you feel cheol swallow under your cheek.

“so, i know how easy other people’s opinions affect you. i know that if it’s something you already dislike about yourself, and they say something bad about that part of you, that you will immediately start hating yourself.”

you pause for a second to swallow before you continue.

“what i don’t get is how anyone-you included-could hate any part of you when you are the most beautiful man ever? you…you are so kind, protective of the people you love. you always face everything with fierceness, even when you yourself are scared of it. not only are you beautiful from the inside, but you, exactly as you are right now, are just as beautiful from the outside.”

cheol feels a something heavy stop in his throat, his eyes that are looking back at him in the mirror now filled with unshed tears.

“your body is so beautiful, baby. it’s strong…firm in a way that it makes you feel…reliable. almost as if i am protected simply because you are so strong. but it’s also wrapped with a layer of…softness. which isn’t a bad thing. it just makes cuddling and kissing it that much more enjoyable. this little tummy? that’s my favourite part of you. wanna know why?”

you see cheol nod his head as he uses one of his hands to wipe away the tears, deeply sniffling as he does so.

you use your hold on his tummy to slowly turn him around, his red eyes looking at you brokenly.

pushing away his hands, you wipe away his tears, smiling gently as you end your words.

“because that tummy exists because of me. because you let me take care of you. because i make sure to feed you well. that tummy that you were just thinking of getting rid of? that’s my love coming to the surface.”

cheol closes his eyes, shoulders shaking as he cries quietly.

even quieter than you have been talking just now, you gently yet firmly ask him.

“do you want to get rid of my love then?”

shaking his head ‘no’, he finally-finally-lets a son out, strong arms wrapping around your body as he lets his head hide in your neck, wetness smearing against your skin as his tears keep on falling.

as you rub his back in comfort, you promise to yourself one thing.

i will never allow him to feel or think about himself like this ever again. not when he’s the most perfect person to have ever existed.

[miaoua3]

bitches had a lot to say about scoups’ cute little tummy in the thunder mcountdown performance and it pissed me off, especially because i know for a fact that it affected him a lot since he immediately announced that he was starting a diet. i love his tummy so much and it breaks my heart seeing that he feels insecure about it. so, here is a bit of an appreciation for coups and his little tummy❤️

(pairing: bf! scoups x f!reader)

tw! negative views on body!

the moment he stepped foot inside your shared apartment, you could see that something was wrong with your cheollie.

he had this troubled frown glued to his face, lips set in a sad pout as he quietly took off his shoes and jacket.

when you tried greeting him somewhat enthusiastically, he weirdly turned you down, instead of kissing your lips like he always does, his lips landed on your cheek, before he quietly excuses himself to take a shower.

which is even weirder, because cheol always eats first before he takes a shower. he always says that he feels bad that he keeps you waiting so much, preventing you from eating the dinner because you don’t like eating alone.

so, for him to turn down dinner, to barely say anything to you, to immediately cut himself out of the world by going to the bathroom?

you knew that something bad has happened.

carefully listening against the door, you waited until you heard the water turn off, giving him another minute to dry off and put something on.

you two had so much trust in each other that cheol didn’t even blink when the doors opened, your head peaking inside.

the scene in front of you broke your heart.

cheol, in his beautiful and buff form, was silently standing in front of a mirror, eyes filled with annoyance and…hatred clearly focused on one thing.

his belly.

unsure hands hovered above the said tummy kind or like he was so disgusted with himself that he couldn’t even bring himself to touch you.

you eyebrows immediately furrowed in pain, almost like it was his own pain that you were feeling inside your body.

quietly walking in and shutting the door, you walked over to him, his broad body covering your whole body, making you unable to see yourself in the reflection.

you loved that so much-that he was so soft, big, buff and strong. his body, just like his soul, was hardness covered with a layer of softness. you loved hugging him because it always felt like you had your own personal teddy bear to cuddle with.

although you may not be able to read minds, you can tell what cheol is thinking about.

and just like you predicted, he quietly says with a voice full of disgust “don’t look at me please. i look…so disgusting.”

deciding to ignore his words, your arms wrap themselves around his waist, head securely resting on his back between his shoulder blades. you inhale his fresh scent as you close your eyes.

ever so slowly, you touch his tummy with flat hands, softly rubbing it up and down in comfort.

with a serious voice you question him.

“do you know why i love you so much?”

cheol stays quiet.

you decide to continue.

“you have the softest soul ever. although you always try to stay strong for other’s, you never hid the fact how gentle your soul is. from the very beginning, you let me see your bad, fearful and broken pieces. i knew from there on, that your heart is made of glass-it’s enough to use only small amount of force for it to break.”

you feel cheol swallow under your cheek.

“so, i know how easy other people’s opinions affect you. i know that if it’s something you already dislike about yourself, and they say something bad about that part of you, that you will immediately start hating yourself.”

you pause for a second to swallow before you continue.

“what i don’t get is how anyone-you included-could hate any part of you when you are the most beautiful man ever? you…you are so kind, protective of the people you love. you always face everything with fierceness, even when you yourself are scared of it. not only are you beautiful from the inside, but you, exactly as you are right now, are just as beautiful from the outside.”

cheol feels a something heavy stop in his throat, his eyes that are looking back at him in the mirror now filled with unshed tears.

“your body is so beautiful, baby. it’s strong…firm in a way that it makes you feel…reliable. almost as if i am protected simply because you are so strong. but it’s also wrapped with a layer of…softness. which isn’t a bad thing. it just makes cuddling and kissing it that much more enjoyable. this little tummy? that’s my favourite part of you. wanna know why?”

you see cheol nod his head as he uses one of his hands to wipe away the tears, deeply sniffling as he does so.

you use your hold on his tummy to slowly turn him around, his red eyes looking at you brokenly.

pushing away his hands, you wipe away his tears, smiling gently as you end your words.

“because that tummy exists because of me. because you let me take care of you. because i make sure to feed you well. that tummy that you were just thinking of getting rid of? that’s my love coming to the surface.”

cheol closes his eyes, shoulders shaking as he cries quietly.

even quieter than you have been talking just now, you gently yet firmly ask him.

“do you want to get rid of my love then?”

shaking his head ‘no’, he finally-finally-lets a son out, strong arms wrapping around your body as he lets his head hide in your neck, wetness smearing against your skin as his tears keep on falling.

as you rub his back in comfort, you promise to yourself one thing.

i will never allow him to feel or think about himself like this ever again. not when he’s the most perfect person to have ever existed.

[miaoua3]

….nobody speak to me for the next several weeks thank you

[miaoua3]

all requests have been answered-now onto the big daddy.

STARTING WITH WRITING OF THE PART 3 OF THE STAY SERIES TODAY! SEE YALL IN A FEW DAYS!

[miaoua3]

can you do one sm¥t with hoshi? anything’s fine, I need to feed into my delusions😔🙏🏻

ask and i shall deliver🫡

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On Your Knees

Pairing: bf! hoshi x f!reader

Genre: smut (MDNI), oral (f! receiving), sub! hoshi, dom! reader, jealous!reader, begging, hate fucking, light choking, a bit of toxicity from both sides, slight degradation, praise kink, marking (hickeys and nail clawing), a lot of hair pulling

Description: hoshi knows that if he wants forgiveness, that he needs to beg for it.

Notes: hoshi needs to calm down before i come and suck his dick dry like an animal

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as much as you loved your boyfriend, there’s nothing that you would like more in this moment than to skin him alive.

it’s not like he was actually stupid-quite the opposite, he was a very intelligent man (when he wanted to be).

so it really pissed you off when he didn’t stop his ex from obviously flirting with him, as well as her being all over him.

it’s not like you could forbid her from coming to the already rare get-togethers.

you could stop her from breathing, however, shall you see her be all over your man like that again.

she used the first chance that she got and sat next to him, talking to him animatedly, touching his arm, all while laughing at his mediocre jokes, her head leaning on her hand.

if you were any more psychotic than you already were, you would’ve slammed her head against the table that she was leaning on.

but that’s not even the worst part about the whole situation.

it’s the fact that hoshi didn’t recognise what she was doing (or didn’t care to stop her), as well as what he told you once you got home and started fighting him about it.

“it’s not like i’m in love with her anymore, why are you being so dramatic?”

the moment he saw your eyes darken, he knew that he fucked up.

so here we are now, 3 days since that day, you still already ignoring soonyoung, not even acknowledging that he exists.

hoshi was getting restless, craving your attention and touch so badly, he almost started whining when you walked past him 10 minutes ago.

but it wasn’t easy, knowing that you were right and that he said the worst possible thing ever, and having to apologise for it.

he knew, however, that if he wanted you to forgive him, he had to get on his knees. fast.

you were just sitting on the couch, blankly staring at whatever was playing on the tv. you were wearing one of his old shirts, bare legs propped against the coffee table in front of you. your bare face looked so pretty, soonyoung just wanted to kiss it million times, all while mumbling “im sorry” softly against it.

and then your legs.

god, the things he would give to have them wrap around his head again.

there’s nothing hoshi liked more than to have you absolutely suffocate him with your soft thighs while he drank every last drop of your juices, bringing you over the finish like over and over again.

well. if he ever wanted to experience that again, he better get to it.

carefully walking over to you, he looks unsurely at you, scanning your face to see if his presence ruining your mood.

but you don’t even look at him, craning your neck to look around him and at the tv.

this time, he actually does let a little whine out.

he lets himself fall to his knees, short nails digging into the skin of his thighs, big brown eyes looking at you, but to no avail-you don’t spare him a glance.

gently, he leans his cheek against your bare thigh, take a deep whiff of your freshly bathed skin, your body lotion making him salivate.

you wouldn’t tell this to your worst enemy, but this action alone makes you want to forgive him already, just so you could push his head between your legs and have him eat the forgiveness out of you. but you are much too stubborn for this.

so, you keep on looking at the tv, resisting very hard not to look at him as you say

“get off of me. now.”

this man-almost like it’s going to kill him-whines in pain, nuzzling his nose left and right against the soft skin of your, one hand coming up to gently push the shirt up and off your thigh, experienced fingertips flying over soft skin like a feather. immediate goosebumps raise on your body, a shiver running down your spine.

“baby, please. ‘m sorry, i didn’t mean it that way. i just-i didn’t think about what i was saying-“

that immediately annoys you, making you suddenly grab the back of his hair, pulling him off your body.

soonyoung gasps in pain, hands coming to hold your wrist. a deep and guttural moan leaves his mouth, his half lidded eyes fill with haze as he looks you in the eyes for the first time in days, looking a picture perfect of desperation.

his breath catches in his throat, scanning your face carefully. your eyes-they are filled with anger and rage, ready to tell him a piece of your mind. your plush lips are set in thin line, a tell that you are seconds away from snapping at him.

in a dangerously low voice you order him

“either put your mouth to good use for once, or get. off. me. now.”

well.

he didn’t have to be told twice.

grabbing one of your thighs, he basically throws it over his head and onto his shoulder, face immediately diving straight to smell your pantie-

except there aren’t any. he gets greeted with your bare folds, glistening with precum.

all hoshi is able to do is to moan loudly and then get his mouth onto you.

you throw your head back so it’s leaning against the headrest of the couch, looking at your boyfriend with stern but hazy eyes, mouth slightly agape as breathy sighs leave your mouth.

one thing to know about your boyfriend-he loves pussy.

you can’t even count on both your hands the amount of times he has woken you up with his head between your legs, eating your pussy instead of breakfast.

the worst thing (at least at the moment)?

he is good at it. like, to an insane degree.

by grabbing the back of your thighs, he pushes them a bit higher, mouth basically making out with your cunt. his tongue parts your folds, licking a stripe up your pussy, swallowing your juices before he does the same thing again. sometimes, his tongue gets a bit distracted by teasing your entrance, twisting his tongue inside of you, sometimes, he uses the very same tongue to tease your clit, rapidly giving it tiny licks until your thighs twitch around his head.

god, you hated the man sometimes.

hoshi is groaning the entire time, moaning every time he swallows your sweet poison, hands holding the back of your thighs so strongly, it will leave a handprint there.

eyes closing in pleasure, you finally allow yourself to moan, grabbing the back of his hair to pull him closer.

“fuck, so good. though you will..you will have to do much better if you really-ah!-really want my forgiveness.”

hoshi’s eyes roll into the back of his head, getting even more aggressive with his tongue, now fully sliding in and out of your pussy at a quick pace.

it’s very clear that he’s enjoying this, moaning and groaning into your folds, sending vibrations throughout your whole body.

you don’t like that.

you need to remind him why he’s there, on his knees, desperately grinding against the air in hopes for a release.

grabbing the back of his hair, you pull him off of you, leaning into his face as you angrily tell him.

“did you enjoy her stare, her laugh? her hands all over you? are you that big of a desperate whore, always looking for attention? is what i give you not enough to you?”

hoshi’s wide eyes stare at you, a moan on the tip of his tongue as he looks at you.

the lack of an answer from him pisses you off even more, making you tug on his hair once more, this time a real moan slipping out of his mouth.

“i asked you something. answer me. now.”

his answer comes quickly, stuttering all over his words as he tries to reassure you.

“n-no, i didn’t like it. ah-wanted you to be all-all over me. wanted your ha-ands on me. only wanted you, baby please-“

tugging once more on his hair, you stop him from saying anything further, lips crashing together for a few seconds before you pull him away. through your teeth, you order him.

“beg. beg for my forgiveness. beg for me to fuck you, to give your little cock a taste of this pussy.”

hoshi thinks he might cream his pants from your words alone.

“please baby, please im sorry-lemme show you ho-how sorry i am, please fuck me, please please plea-“

before he can react, you grab his neck and pull him to yourself, harshly kissing him as you let yourself fall back on the couch, making him crawl over you.

your kisses are bruising, reminding him who is in charge of the situation. hoshi complies because who would ever say no to you?

his knee parts your legs, your wet and needy cunt immediately starting to grind on his bare skin.

his restless hands are all over you, groping your tits under your shirt, fingers twisting your nipples so hard your back arch in pleasure.

overdriven with emotions, you angrily grab the back of his shirt and tug it over his head, tossing it somewhere to the side. his prominent abs greet you, and if he wasn’t such an oblivious fool 3 days ago, you would have him on his back right now while you kiss his whole body.

his shorts come of next, his hands clumsily tug them all the way down before he kicks them off, his white boxers following with the shorts.

being just as needy, hoshi pulls your own shirt off, lips immediately attaching to your skin, sucking hickeys onto your tits, bite marks getting left behind.

you have to grab the back of his hair yet again and pull him off. deciding to put his mouth to better use, you pull him towards your own lips, harshly kissing him, biting down on his lip so hard you actually make it bleed a bit.

but worry not, for hoshi is a real freak, just like you, and moans when he tastes his own blood.

grabbing his dick not so gently, you pull it towards your folds. through his messy kisses, you order him

“put that dick to use and fuck me already.”

he immediately pushes in, his whole body shaking at the feel of your bare walls gripping his cock. his head drops so it’s resting on your shoulder, a broken moan echoing through the living room.

you use your long nails to claw at his back and ass, pulling him deeper inside of you, breathlessly moaning ‘more’ directly in his ear.

his hips start immediately hammering, skin slapping against the back of your thighs. his mouth comes back to kissing yours, tongue messily battling with your own-so much so that you feel his spit get all over your mouth and chin.

hoshi doesn’t dare to touch you any more, knowing that one wrong move would get him thrown off you, and after 3 whole days without your pussy, he isn’t ready to risk that yet. instead, he uses them to lean on, fists clenching beside your head.

his dick feels so good inside of you, thick and overwhelming. it’s only been a few days since you two last fucked, but apparently it was enough for you to forget just how thick he is. you feel every little vein as he slides in and out of you, the tip punching your sweet spot every time he snaps his hips.

your lips go from kissing his lips to sucking on his neck, mumbling little warnings and praises like “you are mine” and “good boy, fuck, feels so good.”

all of which just keeps hoshi fucking you harder and harder. he feels so overwhelmed-the way you pull on his hair, claw at his skin, mark him because he’s yours, praise him and degrade him all in one breath. then, you suddenly grab his cheeks, bringing his face back up just so you could say

“if i see you talking to her ever again, i will kill you.”

god, he loved how mean you were.

feeling his finish approach, hoshi speeds up, his pelvis slapping against your folds. his hand comes down to rub your clit, quick moves as he uses his four flat fingers to swipe left and right.

before long, you feel your own orgasm slam you, thighs squeezing his body tightly, teeth clamming down on his shoulder as you moan whine loudly, trying to pull his own release out of him.

hoshi tumbles a bit as he cums deeply inside of you, ultimately falling on top of you, body shaking as he lets every last drop of his cum spurts out of his cock.

you two just lay there, holding each other as hoshi nuzzles his face in your neck, leaving soft kisses as he whispers little “i’m sorry’s” into your soft skin.

you, on the other hand, cling onto him, all the anger and annoyance now released from your body and leaving you with this weird sense of…vulnerability.

you aren’t sure why or how, but your closed eyes fill with tears, a little sniffle breaking out of you.

soonyoungs head immediately snaps back, looking at you with shocked eyes.

hands grabbing your face gently, he softly asks you “baby, what’s wrong? did i do something wrong again? i’m so sor-“

you interrupt him with a head-shake, your own hands holding his in top of your face. just as softly, you whisper back “ ‘m sorry, i was so mean to you, a-and y-you didn’t do a-anything w-when she t-touched you. why didn’t you push her away? s-she’s so much prettier t-than me a-and she’s going to t-take you away f-from me-“

hosh looks at you with shocked eyes, immediately shaking his head ‘no’ before he stops you from spiralling any more.

“baby, no, stop. you know that’s not true. you are the prettiest girl for me, there isn’t and never will be anyone else. i just…i really didn’t think she was into me, i just thought that we were friends, that’s all. of course i now realise how stupid it was to think so. we got history and apparently she isn’t over that history yet. i…i seriously thought she was harmless. had i known it was going to make you feel like this, i would’ve never went there in the first place.”, gently pushing your hair back as he looks at you with adoring eyes, he finishes with “please forgive me? i promise she doesn’t mean anything to me-not when you are my whole world.”

you sniffle again, nodding your head as you bring him back into a hug, his heavy body acting as a safety blanket for you.

as you lay there for the next few hours, finally back on the same page, you enjoy the way his hands gently pet and caress you, your own rubbing his red and clawed back as you two cuddle.

in the back of your mind, you find yourself thinking about just how much you love him, how there isn’t anyone in this world who is a better fit to your own insane self.

which is why once your boyfriend falls asleep in your arms, you slowly start planning your revenge for that…imbecile woman that tried to touch what’s yours, what belongs to you, your soonyoung.

hey, just because you two made up doesn’t mean you are any less insane than you were before that.

she will get to see exactly what happens when she touches your man, just you wait and see.

[miaoua3]

Helloo to my absolute favorite author🥰 I have a request!

Can you please write about brother’s bestfriend where the reader and said bff (cheol) develop feelings for each other and date?

hi! because there is a lot of details to your request, i’ll sadly need to cut it down to one event😅 hope that’s alright with you!

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(pairing: secret bf! scoups x f!reader)

you carefully walk up the stairs and down the hallway, listening to any sounds from the rooms that you pass by.

whisper yelling, you carefully call out “cheol! are you the-“ but before you can finish the sentence, the door to your right suddenly open and a hand grabs you, pulling you into the dark room.

a gasp flies out of your mouth at the action, ready to fight and scream whoever is trying to apparently kill you, but before you can, a hand clasps over your mouth.

you open your eyes, only to see your boyfriend, widely smiling at you.

groaning, you push his hand away, whining to him “cheol! you can’t do that! i almost had a heart attack!”

the beautiful bastard just chuckles at you, quickly letting his hands settle on your hips as he rasps out in that deep and sexy voice of his “ ‘m sorry baby. didn’t mean to scare you.”

his glassy eyes tell you that, although not completely drunk yet, he’s definitely buzzed, a lazy smile playing on the edge of his cherry red lips.

so it’s not a surprise at all that he quickly pulls you closer, his lips immediately finding your in a slow and sensual kiss.

you sigh in defeat, arms wrapping around his neck as you pull him even closer, both of you stumbling into the wall behind you.

his tongue parts your lips, your own finding his, the muscles meeting with each pull and push his tongue forces on your mouth.

you stand there, slowly kissing for what feels hours when in reality is just 5 minutes, the music from the party now a distant sound in your world.

eventually, you two part ways, cheol leaning his forehead against yours, eyes filled with affection looking at you, so much so that an automatic smile appears on his face.

teasingly, you ask him “your boyfriend finally let you wonder off?”

cheol just groans, in a disgusted voice saying “god, don’t even joke about that, that’s your brother you are talking about, ew disgusting.”

you chuckle uncontrollably, eyes almost closing from how funny you find it.

wow, i must be more drunk than i thought i was.

see, the reason why you had to hide in a random room of your own house just so you could kiss your boyfriend was more complicated than one would think.

you loved your brother, you really did (though you would never admit this to him while still alive). it’s just that…he could be really fucking overprotective of you.

even with the small age gap, he still thought he had the right to act like your father, forcing all sorts of rules on you-one of them being who you may or may not date. he insisted on first meeting all these “pigs” (his words) before you could date them. and what a surprise-he never approved of any of the previous boyfriends you brought home.

so, it’s safe to say that he was against you dating anyone.

and if you were to tell him you were dating his best friend-the one who had a…colourful past before having met you?

not only would he kill cheol, he would also skin you alive for going behind his back like this.

so yeah, your relationship had to stay a secret for a moment. at least before cheol could show him that he has changed and that he is good enough for you.

hence the secret meeting in your own house at your own party.

cheol sighs, closing his eyes as he softly rubs his nose against your own. whispering in an already quiet room, cheol admits to you “i can’t wait for your brother to finally see that i have changed and that i’m good for you, so i can actually show you off and just…not sneak around and hide anymore. wanna be able to dance with you, in front of everyone.” he pauses for a few seconds, missing your pained eyes directed at him, before he suddenly changes his whole mood, angrily questioning “god, why did your brother have to be the most controlling and protective bastard ever?”

you chuckle as he suddenly starts drunkenly ranting to you how he ever regrets becoming his best friend, his arms tightly wrapped around your body as he does so, lips set in what seems to be a permanent pout.

a sudden message notification interrupts you, both of you groaning because you already know who it is.

cheol takes his phone out, eyes closing as he tiredly sighs at the name he saw.

“prince charming is calling for me. gotta go, baby.” pausing for a second to sigh for the hundredth time in the last 10 minutes, before he suddenly starts whining, throwing a tantrum like a little baby would, groaning “i don’t want toooo. i wanna stay here, with you, i haven’t seen you the entire day today.”

you chuckle for a second before you kiss his pouty lips, patting his cute booty as a way to usher him out of the room.

“c’mon cowboy, let’s get back to the rodeo.”

cheol just sighs, eyebrows furrowed and lips set in a pout. the only thing left to ask is

“i go first, you 5 minutes later?”

you kiss him one more time for comfort as you say

“you know it.”

in 10 minutes, you are “accidentally” going to bump into him and your brother, just so you can be closer to cheol.

even if you can’t hold his hand.

but it’s okay.

as long as you get to see that smile of his, those cute dimples.

there’s nothing more that you can ask for.

[miaoua3]

hey pretty, could you make a reaction of how the guys would act when their gf is jealous?

sure i can! hope you enjoy this!

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SVT-How Would They React To You Being Jealous?

scoups-smiling gently and thinking to himself “so cute”. gently kisses you before he reassures you by saying “i’m all yours, baby. relax. you are the only one for me.” lowkey gets a bit turned on from seeing you be so territorial over him

jeonghan-teases the living shit out of you, he’s all up in your face being like “oh? what happened to the nonchalance? why so territorial baby? afraid that she’ll steal me away from you?” does it all just so you would get pissed off and kiss him in anger

joshua-immediately tells the other person “im sorry, i can’t talk to you anymore, it is upsetting my partner.” but later on, he has you over his knee, punishing you one spank at the time for even thinking he would ever look at the other person like that oop-

jun-genuinely so confused, just stands there, speechlessly looking at you before he unsurely says “i’m…sorry?” but later on he’s all over you, kissing your neck as he’s whispering against your skin “you know i would never…you are my sunshine, my only one…i wouldn’t even give them a time of my day. not when i have you. never when i have you.”

hoshi-immediately gets serious, softly taking your face in his hands, deep eye contact as he says “no need to be jealous, baby. i only want you. they don’t mean anything to me, not when you are my whole world. i never want you to feel like this ever again, so-tell me what i can do differently” overall a totally different hoshi than what you are used to

wonwoo-smirks a little to himself before he pulls you closer to himself by wrapping an arm around your neck. and then, lowly he whispers “want me to show them who i belong to? want me to fuck you right here in front of her, so she knows that im yours? go on-take it. take what’s yours. show her what’s yours.” so so cocky, gets a boner right there and then. what can he say-he loves when they are crazy

woozi-immediately initiates physical contact, be it hand holding or pulling you to sit on his lap. he hates seeing you unhappy in any shape of form, which is why he would immediately start comforting you, saying “don’t worry, i’m yours. always yours.”

minghao-similar to joshua, he tells the person “my partner isn’t comfortable with me talking to you, excuse me” before he takes your hand, gently kissing the back of it in reassurance, eyes looking at you and telling you “you don’t ever have to worry about me, love. i promise.”

mingyu-finds it so so hot-the way you cross your arms, frown, and say sarcastic things as a defense mechanism. immediately takes you to a bathroom just so he can kiss you silly and grope you-be it ass or tits. literally moans against your mouth as he says “fuck, that was so hot. you jealous baby? want me to fuck you, to show you that im yours?”

dk-looks at you like a kicked puppy, eyes shiny as he questions “what’s wrong? did i…do something to make you feel like this? i would never, you know that right?” takes your hands in his and whispers all the reason why he loves you as he kisses your knuckles

seungkwan-smirks at you, intentionally keeps talking to the person just so you can drag him to the bathroom and kiss him angrily. gets off on seeing you be so territorial and angry, teases you as he kisses you “what’s got you so hot and bothered? wanna mark me, show her that im all yours?”

vernon-immediately stops talking to the person the minute he sees you angrily frowning or refusing to hold his hand, bends down as he rubs your hips slowly just so he can say “are you okay? is there anything i can do to make you feel more comfortable? you know she doesn’t mean anything to me, even if she wants me, i don’t want her. i only want you.”

dino-oblivious to it until you blow up on him. immediately runs after you tightly as he apologises “im sorry, i had no idea you felt this way. i never wanted to hurt you. what can i do to make you feel better?” spends the entire night explaining why you are the only one ever for him, all while gently kissing your whole body

[miaoua3]

aaaand request button privileges officially taken away since some people STILL sent me requests, despite me saying 3 TIMES THAT THE REQUESTS ARE CLOSED

[miaoua3]

Hi ! I hope you’re doing good !!

I saw that you’ve re-opened your request, and i wonder if maybe you’d be inspired to write a bit of angst about the hht (or just cheol) when they accidentally bring up an insecurity and regret it but the reader is so hurt.

I wish to cry 🫡

If it doesn’t inspire you i just want to wish you a great day 🍒

i usually dont write too much angst, but i’ll give it a shot! hope you enjoy this! (also i only wrote for cheol, figured that one will hurt me the most to write for, making it more realistic lmao)

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(pairing: bf! scoups x f!reader)

warning: angst incoming

the fresh night air blew against your wet face, the tear streaks quickly drying out with every wave of wind that came in contact with you.

you sniffle as you emotionlessly look at the pier in front of you, the han river looking exceptionally beautiful with all the light from the distance reflecting on it.

your body shivers at the cold, desperately telling you to go home, but your pride resists.

it was…silly, almost unnecessary, and yet it happened.

cheol has been busy. but not the usual kind of busy he is before their comebacks. this time, it was different.

an almost…avoidant type of busy.

you messages would go unanswered, calls sent straight to voice mail, kisses avoided with claims of “him being too tired”, and if he did initiate any type of physical contact, it was a kiss to the forehead at the most.

you never wanted to doubt him, you really didn’t. and in this instance, you didn’t doubt his loyalty to you.

you doubted his commitment to you.

hence why you tried to gently pry it out of him. you tried gently asking him what was going on, if you needed to do anything differently.

apparently, cheol didn’t like that. because the moment you tried suggesting you two go on a little date later that week, he immediately blew up, yelling the words that cut more than a sharp torn getting stuck in your skin.

“god, do you always have to be so needy? can you just leave me alone for once?!”

you could see that the moment he saw the hurt on your face, that he regretted ever saying those words.

you could see that.

and yet, you didn’t let him say another word before you flew out of the apartment, cheol’s yelling falling on deaf ears.

and so, here you are. sitting alone on some bench, rethinking everything about yourself.

his words wouldn’t hurt half as much if it wasn’t one of the biggest insecurities you had about yourself. but with cheol, you never doubted that you were too needy, because he always made sure to take care of you, of your needs. you always felt like…like you were normal with him.

so yeah, his words stung extra hard.

seeing that your fingers will fall off soon, you decide to head home, and whatever comes…will come.

after 20 minutes of dragging your feet extra hard, you finally reach your home, taking a deep breath before you unlock the door.

once inside, you see cheol sitting on your couch, hands pulling on his hair as he stares down. upon hearing the door close, the very same head snaps up, wide eyes looking at you.

he immediately gets up, trying to quickly walk over to you, but immediately stops once he sees you taking one singular step back.

his bloodshot eyes are looking at yours, regret and sadness swimming in the glassy tears that are slowly gathering on the waterline.

ever so quietly, he whispers “baby, please, im so sorry. i didn’t mean it. you know i would never say anything-“ but stops once he sees you raising your hand, signalling for him to stop talking.

just as quietly, you say “but you did, you did say it. and it hurt. it hurt so much, i think i actually felt my heart break into pieces.”

seungcheol just swallows dryly, nervousness now forming in his already tight chest.

you swallow before you continue “out of all the people…i never expected you to call me…that.”

one singular tear slips down his cheek, clearly about to start sobbing any second.

“im sorry.” is all he can offer.

smiling sadly, you say “i know. but it’s not enough.”

he immediately starts panicking, thoughts of the worst case scenario actually becoming his reality looking more and more likely now.

seeing that, you say “don’t worry, i’m not breaking up with you. i just…can’t be around you right now. please sleep on the couch tonight and leave me alone. i can’t…i just-“ you stop to swallow back your tears before you continue “i just can’t.”

you quickly turn away, walking into your room, leaving a silently crying cheol to stand there.

you go through motions as you get ready for bed, hearing little sniffles ring from the other side of the bedroom door, but doing your best to block them out.

as you lay there, hours later, just staring at you ceiling, you realise what is missing for you to be able to fall asleep.

and you hate the fact that it’s cheol’s touch, his hugs, that is missing for you to be able to fall asleep.

seeing that it’s already 3am, you get up, ready to silently lay next to him on the couch.

only to open the door and find him asleep there, sitting next to the door, dark circles under his closed eyes.

your eyes immediately prickle at the scene.

slowly kneeling beside him, you push some of his bangs out of his face before you gently shake him awake, softly calling his name.

he inhales deeply, eyes immediately opening and searching for you, stopping once he sees you there.

you sniffle as you quietly say “come to bed. i can’t sleep.”

cheol just wordlessly nods, hissing in pain as he gets up.

you two walk over to your bed, cheol nervously and silently observing you as you get in bed.

thinking that you are still mad at him, he lays down a safe space apart from you.

but after a minute, you slowly turn around and wiggle towards him, hugging him to yourself as you tuck your head under his chin.

cheol immediately hugs you back, his wide arms feeling you feel protected from the vulnerability that the day has brought you.

ironic, considering it was all because of him.

quietly, you warn him in a broken voice “this doesn’t mean i have forgiven you. i just…”

but cheol doesn’t need you to say anything else, he just kisses your forehead softly before he hugs you back.

“i know. don’t forgive me yet. i still haven’t apologised enough.”

as you two slowly drift off into dreamless sleep, cheol can only think about one thing.

tomorrow. i’ll show her how sorry i am tomorrow. tomorrow i’ll beg for forgiveness. but tonight, i just…i just need to hold her.

[miaoua3]

HI ANA-NIM, can you do ot13’s reaction to you asking for a break-up? (Break up prank) Who would cry?

tbh ive been thinking a lot about whether i should answer this request or not. unfortunately, i have ultimately decided not to. i dont know if it’s because im too sensitive (even though i had my period two weeks ago) or if it’s my frontal lobe developing, but something about pranking a person-not just any person, but your partner-about breaking up with them seems a bit…wrong to me. like imagine you did that to someone who is as sensitive as dk or hoshi. they would be genuinely heartbroken. so i don’t think it would be okay to play with someone’s feelings like that.

dont worry, i know you didn’t mean anything bad with requesting this. it’s just that it would go against my morals.

im sorry girlie, hope you aren’t too mad at me

[miaoua3]

(NOT A REQUEST, please don’t come for me🙏🏻)

I just wanted to take this time to appreciate you and your writings, but mostly you.

The first time I’ve read one of your writings I was over the moon, kicking my feet and all that. So, I read more - and it was the best decision I probably ever made.

I fell soo in love with your fics, that I even started to make my own account. Now I’m super happy, growing every day and becoming a happier version of me. All thanks to you!

It’s not easy to write fanfics, but you somehow always nail it. It also takes up a lot of time, so I really want to thank you for spending your time serving us with all that meals. Please, don’t forget to also take a break for the sake of your health.

Thank you so much, you deserve all the love in the world🤍

😭😭😭again, im dehydrated as it is, stop making me cry

i am so glad to hear that not only do you like reading my stories, but that they also inspired you to write your own. we need more writers in this world, with every story told, the world gains a new perspective. even if you find writing to be hard sometimes, its okay to take a break, but it’s never okay to completely stop. if it’s one sentence a day, one chapter, one book, whatever the amount-just never stop writing.

and again as for a break-my mental health is already in the trash burning (thanks to childhood trauma and uni) but ig that’s why im a writer now lol, but ill be okay…eventually…probably…maybe lmao but yeah dont worry too much about it

much love to you too🫶

[miaoua3]

I came across your page a few days ago and honestly, goddamn, you're an incredible writer. Your stories really stuck with me and I’ve genuinely enjoyed everything I’ve read so far. I hope you keep going because your talent deserves to be seen and appreciated. Just remember to take care of yourself too. Drink enough water, eat something good, and get some rest when you need it. You’re doing so well and I’m really rooting for you.😘❤️

guys stop you all are going to make me cry😭

thank you so much for saying this, it truly means a lot. i dont think you guys even realise just how much your support means to me-although not many people do it, every repost with a little comment (or just a little comment under my posts) mean so much to me, it genuinely keeps me motivated and makes me want to write even more. what do we write for if not because we have needs to express ourselves and so that others can see the beauty of our souls?

as for rest-dont worry too much about me, i may not be drinking as enough water as i need but eh, ill live (i think) and ill rest when im dead lmao

again-thank you so much for your support, look forward to the future, there’s many more of my writing that is to come❤️

[miaoua3]

now wait a damn minute- I SAID WHAT A DAMN MINUTE FOR ME TO WRITE THIS CUZ ISTG-

what if i said i want to be sandwiched between them

[miaoua3]

You're the reason Why I started reading Seventeen fanfics you have an amazing talent and I hope you will become a famous author 💕

I saw part of Joshua's live and the man's voice has the sexiest tone could you write about having phone sex with him and he tells the reader to keep talking

😭😭😭stop this is so sweet, thank you so much for loving my stories so much! i can only hope that i get to be a real author one day❤️

and ofc i can! this sounds so hot, be prepared to change your panties yall

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Stay On The Line

Pairing: bf! joshua x f!reader

Genre: smut (MDNI), phone sex, masturbation, dom-sub tones, voice…kink? ig? lmao, long distance relationship

Notes: 💦💦💦

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a sigh escapes you as you hug the big plushie to your chest, your eyes unfocused as they are looking at the direction of the tv. a cozy blanket is thrown over your body, joshua’s soft pyjamas covering your body as you lay on your side.

as much as you are proud of your boyfriend for doing what he loves, for achieving things that he always wanted to, for following his passion as a singer, you hated it just as much, though you would never tell him that.

it’s been almost two months since your josh went on a world tour, almost two months of late night phone calls and short video calls, two months of hours long unanswered messages and unnecessary apologies.

to say that you miss him is an understatement. sadly, you weren’t able to come with him due to your work.

the thought alone makes you sigh for a hundredth time today, joshua’s smell filling your nostrils. you nuzzle your face further into his pillow.

it’s funny-you always hated sleeping on the right side of the bed, but now, where there’s no joshua on that side of the bed, it brings you indescribable comfort to sleep on his side.

just as you were about to close your eyes in hopes that you can at least meet your boyfriend in the dreamland, your phone rings loudly, making you jump across the bed to reach it.

you immediately press the green button and place the phone on your ear, breathlessly saying “hello?”

joshua’s deep and raspy voice, the kind that is caused by a tiring day, greets you from the other side.

“hi, my love. how are you doing?”

a small smile immediately paints your face at the first notes of his angelic voice, making you snuggle deeper into the sheets.

“im okay, how about you? how was the show? tell me anything, leave no details. i wanna know everything.”

josh chuckles, the kind of chuckle that makes your thighs squeeze unconsciously.

“bossy, i like it. i’m usually the one making the orders in here. it’s a nice change.”

you listen as he tells you everything about today’s day, but not much of it registers in your brain.

he just…he sounds so hot.

the raspiness of his voice, the fact that he’s almost whispering, probably because it’s very late, the way he’s talking slowly, stopping every few words to gather his thoughts.

god, if only he were there.

your eyes close as he’s talking about…something something soonyoung and seungkwan something something fought about…something.

it didn’t matter what he was talking about, all that matters is that it sounds so hot, you unconsciously sigh the longer you rub your thighs together.

joshua’s voice pauses at this, his throat closing up and making it hard for him to swallow. a slow smirk pulls on the corner of his lips, before he asks you with the voice that screams “you are in trouble.”

“still with me baby? or am i just distracting you from what you really need?”

eyes immediately snapping open, you just look straight ahead of you, cheeks burning because you got caught red-handed.

josh just tuts in disapproval, intentionally using his deeper voice as he says “naughty, naughty girl. what am i to do with you?”

biting your lips, you slowly resume to rubbing your thighs together, hand gripping the phone tighter.

god, it’s been entirely too long, and you need him so badly, it pisses you off so much that he’s halfway across the world right at this moment.

“is my girl…touching herself yet? or are you a good girl and waiting for my permission?”

you gasp, hand clutching his pyjama bottoms that you are wearing. whining in desperation, you respond “n-no…wanna be a good girl for you…want you to tell me what to do…”

joshua sighs deeply, a low groan escaping him at the end of it. you hear some shuffling on the other end of the line, before he starts talking again.

“want me to tell you what to do, baby? want to be a good girl for me? then take of your panties, now.”

just as the final word left him, you quickly kicked off the blanket, awkwardly balancing the phone between your shoulder and head as you wiggle around to take off your pants along with your panties, sighing in relief once they’re finally off.

once he hears that the sounds on your end have stopped, he orders you.

“touch yourself for me, give that hungry pussy a little rub.”

your fingers immediately get to it, gathering your wetness on the tips of your fingers before you use them to spread them across your clit, rubbing slow circles on it. your eyes close at the feeling, a little moan flying directly into joshua’s ear.

his hand is also quite busy, palming himself over his black calvin klein’s.

he’s spent, he’s so tired, and he’s been feeling real cranky today. but god, if he doesn’t hear your little moans while you make yourself cum, he will lose it.

“fuck, miss you so much, honey. miss your sweet pussy, sweet sweet mouth. your touch…i wish you were here-fu-uck, wanna fuck you so bad”, he groans, long and guttural, like he’s genuinely dying without you-without your touch.

you moan as your fingers still rub your clit, spreading yourself open, gasping as the cold air hits your wet folds.

“talk to me.” his voice rings out. “tell me what you’d want me to do with you. tell me how you’d want me to fuck you. tell me everything-fuck-wanna hear just how naughty my girl’s thoughts are.”

you hear his elevated breathing, the kind that is clearly because of some movement. he doesn’t need to tell you what he’s doing on the other end of the line-he doesn’t need to tell you that he has his fist wrapped around his cock, pumping it at the thought of you teasing, rubbing and fucking yourself with your fingers.

you feel your cheeks burn as you start talking, almost shy even though he can’t see you.

“i…ah-i want your fingers so bad-want your mouth too-fuck! miss your fingers so-so much i-ah!-i wanna sit on your face-“ you stop yourself for a moment, his groans making you stop breathing for a second.

he’s so hot, and you can’t even see him.

but joshua apparently doesn’t like that you have stopped, immediately warning you.

“i didn’t tell you to stop. keep talking. wanna hear that pretty voice of yours some more.” he stops for a second to exclaim “fuck!” before he continues, this time voice almost begging “please baby, im so close, keep talking to me, wanna cum with you.”

you moan loudly at this, your fingers now fully sliding in and out of you, walls helplessly squeezing around them as you fuck yourself.

“want you to fuck me everywhere-on bed, in the shower, on the kitchen counter. fuck-i just want you. come back-come back to me, josh.”

joshua moans, his movements speeding up as he’s chasing his high, hands wrapped so tightly around his dick that it almost hurts.

“fuck, baby, don’t do that to me. want you here with me too. want you here so i can fuck your sweet pussy-ah-over every corner of furniture. want you here so i can-fuck, i just want you here.”

you whine at this, fingers quickly rubbing your clit as you near your orgasm, desperate to feel yourself cum to his voice.

a loud moan flys out of you, your voice desperately warning him “im cumming!”

the only thing joshua tells you in response is “me too, baby. me too.”

as you both are chasing your highs, the only sounds that you let out are moans of each other’s names, desperately calling out for each other.

within seconds, your thighs squeeze around your arm, body spasming as you cum, moaning his name so loudly it rings out in the otherwise quiet room.

joshua isn’t much better, his moans loud as he cums, spilling into his hand and on his stomach, your name sounding so sweet as he says it.

you two lay there for a second, both just breathing as you’re coming down from your highs. the sudden feeling of sadness immediately hits you, the longing you feel for him increasing by tenfold.

it seems that joshua is feeling the same, because he only has the strength to exhale and brokenly say “i’m booking you a ticket for tomorrow. you are coming to me, i don’t care. i need to see you. i can’t do this without you-please, baby. come to me.”

he doesn’t have to tell you twice.

to hell with work and money.

what is all that in comparison to being able to be in his arms again?

[miaoua3]

Hello sissy Ana, See, I've something in mind and I want to see how would you make it. I've been imagining on how Seventeen members would propose to their S/O? Would it be romantic? Or chaotic? Or anything?

(I'm picturing in my mind that Hoshi will propose at the zoo in front of the tigers😭😭 I don't know why but I think he would do it😭😭)

Anyways, I'm willing to wait. Take your time.

😭im gonna assume that english is not your first language because the word “sissy” DEFINITELY doesn’t mean sister like you probably thought it did (i mean it can mean sister but that’s not the primary meaning, the primary meaning is actually kinda BAD). dw im not mad or anything, im just telling you so you can know for the future🩵

english lessons aside-ofc i can! hope you enjoy this!

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SVT- How Would They Propose?

scoups-rents out the whole rooftop restaurant, roses and candles scattered everywhere. tries his hardest to make it as romantic as possible, but he’s so so nervous, he’s not acting like himself the entire night. forks are dropped, forehead is sweaty, he almost drops the ring from his pocket as well😭 but eventually, he brings you to the balcony, using the excuse “i heard the view here is beautiful” just so he can kneel behind you while you are looking at the city from above. stutters all over his words, and is so emotionally overwhelmed with the feeling of love that he starts crying halfway through. in the end it’s just you two kneeling in front of each other, holding onto each other as you both cry

jeonghan-simple, kind of unplanned but so on brand for him. you two are just having a regular breakfast, sitting across from each other in your kitchen, softly talking to each other about anything and nothing. jeonghan gets up for a moment to go to your room, and when he gets back and sits down in his chair, he takes your hand. softly kisses the back of it before he gently puts the ring on your ring finger. he looks at you with adoration as you’re staring at your hand with shock, trying his hardest not to laugh at your expression. and like it’s the easiest thing ever, he just asks “marry me?” pulls you onto his lap the moment you start crying, softly shushing you and lightly teasing you for crying in the true jeonghan fashion

joshua-at the beach on the day of your anniversary. you weren’t even expecting it because joshua by nature is a very romantic man, always doing the most insanely romantic things just for the sake of showing you that he loves you. the day is perfect-sunny, warm and wholly spent with the love of your life. you two spend the whole day at the beach, eating, laying around, chasing each other playfully, trying to push each other in the water. as the sun starts to set, he asks you to just walk down the beach a bit. suddenly stops you so he can gently kiss you before he gets down on his knee. his eyes…god, his eyes are so big and filled with love, it immediately causes you to cry. has a whole speech remembered but in the end still freestyles a bit. immediately jumps up when you say yes, kissing you breathlessly the moment his hands grab your cheeks

jun-tries to incorporate your children (cats) in it. you noticed him acting a bit strange the whole week, but never gave it too much thought. you spend your saturday night like any other-you two went on a little dinner, got some ice cream before you two came back home. he asks you to stand right beside the balcony, before he disappears. when he reappears, he has your son in his hand, smiling nervously at you. tells you call your cat over to you. although you find it a bit strange, you do it. once your cat gets to you, you see something tied around his neck. jun slowly walks over to you, impatiently waiting for you to get it. once you notice it’s a ring, he wordlessly takes the ring from your hand and gets down on one knee. the words are messy in the true jun nature, but they are honest, and authentically him. he sighs in relief the moment you throw yourself in his arms and cry out a yes

hoshi-randomly blurts it out in the middle of a regular date. you two are just strolling around after a fun day full of fun activities. breakfast at your favourite bakery where you jokingly fed him as if he were a baby, then a zoo where he absolutely lost his shit when he saw a tiger, then the arcade where you cleaned the floor with him, then a quick lunch. now, you two are just walking around, talking about some stupid and insignificant topic but still having so much fun because it’s you two, spending time together. hoshi was telling some stupid joke and you absolutely lost it, throwing your head back as you laughed in the middle of the park. and you looked so beautiful, so happy, hoshi could only think about one thing-the weight of the ring he has been carrying with himself for weeks. he just stopped, looking at you seriously before he just said “marry me.” you didn’t have to think twice before you just smiled gently at him and responded with a ‘yes’

wonwoo-on your balcony in the middle of the night while you two are stargazing. it was a bit chilly considering it was 3 in the morning, but it was okay because your back was pressed into wonu’s strong chest, his arms wrapped around you with a blanket thrown over them, keeping you warm from the cold wind. you two are mostly silent, and if you do say something, it’s very quiet, almost like you two are afraid that anything louder would break the peace you two have created. wonu is thinking his words over, unsure why the urge to propose to you is so strong. but he has been preparing everything for your proposal for weeks now, the date only a week away. and yet…something felt off about it. it suddenly hit him once you deeply sighed and relaxed into his arms, head nuzzling under his chin. it doesn’t have to be planned, it doesn’t have to be perfect-it just has to be intimate. and so , he softly kisses your cheek before he calls you “baby?” you only hum in response. he then softly asks you “marry me? please?”

woozi-he doesn’t even ask, he just puts a ring and the implication is clear. although many think him to be very emotionally closed off, jihoon is never like that with you. you have opened all the doors and windows to his heart, making him to be the man that he is today. but still, something about the idea of proposal gets him all…chocked up. almost shy. he doesn’t know why, but he knows he won’t have enough courage to directly ask you. and so, on a night of your birthday while you two are in his studio, eating take out, he has a present for you. he wordlessly grabs your hand and puts the ring on your finger, shyly looking down as you admire it. you ask him “what does this mean?” after a second he quietly says “it means exactly what you think it does.” as you stare at the ring, quietly sniffling, he blushingly asks you “so…is that a yes?” he only sighs in relief once you get up to kiss him, hands shaking as he holds your face

minghao-on new years eve when he took you to china to visit his home. spending a whole week with his family was so nice, but seeing the country with the love of your life-the country where he was born and raised, the country that made him to be the man that he is today, was even better. you saw so many new places, experienced so many new things, ate so many new foods. and all with hao by your side. on new years eve, you went to the city with his family, all just walking around, surrounded by so many people it was incredible. but before the midnight, you two parted ways with his family, hao claiming he had something to show you. he took you to the hill he used to call his secret place. the place was beautiful-overlooking the whole city that was currently lit up by thousands of lights. you two distinctly hear people count down from 60, and as they did, hao started speaking. telling about how you changed his life, how you are the first and only thing he looks for the moment he opens his eye in the morning. by the time people get to 10, he’s on his knee, breath shaky as he asks you “would you make me the happiest man and marry me?”

mingyu-in the early hours of the morning, while you two have spent the whole night together, naked under the sheets. the sun was peaking from behind the curtains, still very dark outside despite the early morning arising. you two are laying on your sides, mingyu’s big hand gently caressing your cheek, eyes full of love as he’s looking at you. you two have spent the entire night together, first making love to each other, and then just…talking, like you used to at the beginning of your relationship. reminiscing about the old times, talking about everything and nothing, talking about the good and the bad. it was all so…easy, doing it with you. in that moment, mingyu was sure. as you two laid there for a few minutes, smiling at each other, mingyu took the chance, thought to himself “to hell with it” and gently asked you “what do you think…about marrying me? please?”

dk-at the park where he first met you. he knew he wanted to marry you from the very first time he met you, but waited a few years because you said you wanted to wait a bit before jumping to the whole marriage thing. but the moment your 3rd anniversary arrived, he started planning. he knew exactly how and where and why. on the bench where he took a photo of you, where he saw you looking beautiful and ethereal, that’s where he was going to do it. the bench was in a beautiful spot too, overlooking a river, hidden a bit from the public, surrounded by beautiful cherry trees. he was so so nervous, but so so sure, getting down on one knee ended up being one of the easiest things he ever had to do. his hands were shaking, words were messy, and his smile was so so bright as he opened the little box and asked you “will you marry me?”

seungkwan-angrily rants to you after a fight. it was all so stupid-the fight was stupid, how the fight started was stupid, he was stupid and so were you. he loved you, really to the moon and back, but god if you didn’t piss him off. but the fight…it lasted longer than usual. usually, you two would make up the same day. but then you two went to sleep, still angry at each other. and were still angry the next morning. but then he didn’t hear from you the entire day while he was still at work. nothing-no message, no angry phone call, nothing. and the thought made him want to vomit. so, when he came home, he angrily marched to you, still just as angry as yesterday when he started ranting at you “you. you are such a pain in my ass most of time. you can be so selfish and so arrogant. the way you didn’t even care to say sorry, the way you let us go to sleep while still angry-even when we said we would never do that! you can be so fucking mean, it’s actually ridiculous! you are a pain, you are annoying, and…and you are the love of my life. i would rather die than have to live without you. this day has been a hell for me-not knowing what you were doing, not hearing your voice the entire day, not hearing you say that you love me-it made me want to vomit. i don’t ever want to ho through this again. but knowing us, we will. but goddamn it, i want you to know i will never stop fighting for us. i will always choose you, in every life time. you are my whole life, my entire universe. and so…would you want to fight with me for the rest of our lives? will you marry me, you absolute insane but beautiful idiot?”

vernon-spoils the whole plan by accidentally messaging you instead of his sister. the plan was in motion-the place was picked, the tickets were booked, the photographer was paid, everything was set. except for one thing-the ring. he never knew what size to order, and he also needed help with what design to pick. so imagine your surprise when you open your messages only to see a photo of ring sizing along with a text message that read “next ill need help on what design i should pick, you know i suck at things like that, soph. but first explain to me how on earth i measure her finger without her knowing?” when you screamed his name, he quickly came running, only to see your shocked face and your open messages. his messages. messages definitely not meant for you, but for his sister. he just closes his eyes and sigh, cursing himself for his stupidity. well. since the cat was out of the back. he doesn’t waste any more time-to hell with booked plain tickets and all-he just wants you to make you his forever already, wants to see you walk down the aisle as fast as possible. it didn’t matter that he didn’t have a ring, or that he was only in his boxers and that you were only in his shirt-it was so on brand for you guys that you had no choice but to say yes

dino-books a trip to paris and proposes under the eiffel tower. chan was a romantic at heart-he loved you so much and so hard, he was ready to just give you the world already. and what better place to propose at than at the city of love? the whole week was so wonderful-it was clear that he spent so much on this trip. everything that you ever dreamed of seeing, he got you. and he was so sweet, the entire week, you felt the proposal coming from a mile away. it wasn’t that he wasn’t good at keeping secrets-because he was. it was just that he was so easy to read, you knew what was happening the moment he suggested you do your nails before the trip. and so, when he got down on one knee, you thought that because you expected it, that you wouldn’t be crying. but then, he started crying softly while saying the words “i want to spend the rest of my life with you” and it was over for you. the moment you jumped in his arms as you sobbed, chan knew he never made a better decision than this one

[miaoua3]

guys, my requests are CLOSED

i repeat

CLOSED

im only answering the ones that have been sent while the inbox was still opened, pls stop sending me requests

i mean seriously, the button itself says they are closed.

its not just one person, its multiple people.

i only left the button option so people could leave comments, but i think i need to take it off as nobody seems to be reading information on my page.

im deleting all requests that are being right now fyi so you’re not getting an answer either way