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"enchanted" [ateez: yunho + ???] PART 1 of valentine special

genre: FLUFF + slight angst

ficstyle: bulletpoints + mini series [PART 1] [PART 2]

prompt: (could be g/n) fem y/n transfer student catches the attention of the school's rich prince, yunho but does it work out? // slight trigger warnings: anxiety // inspired by enchanted by taylor swift and we didn’t even date by katherine li

note: I'm just writing for fun and to relieve stress // enjoy~

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it was autumn

you were transferring to a new school and that was scary to you

making friends was always something that you struggled with

how other people could make friends just by smiling never made sense to you

the thought of someone hanging out with you made you break out into cold sweat

what if they didn't like who you were?

what if they just wanted to get to know you to make fun of you?

the list of “what if's” continue

but for some reason, there was one person that broke your shell and helped you out of your cocoon

that person was jeong yunho

after your initial class introduction, no one really went out of their way to talk to you

after a while, yunho walked up to you and introduced himself

only after that, did the others do the same

he was that guy that everyone adored; both guys and girls alike

the handsome, rich, talented and kindhearted trendsetter

yunho was irritated that they waited for him to talk to you first to do the same

as soon as you walked into the class, you could say he was enchanted

never has he ever felt the feeling of being mesmerized by the first glance

it was like a filter of aurora-colored bubbles filled the air around you and the dazzling light was shining behind you like an angel

the sight of you tugged at his heart

it made him smile immediately

was this what love at first sight felt like?

just by looking at you, he knew that you were the shy type

the way you fidgeted at the hem of your sleeves to calm down

the way you looked everywhere but the eyes of your future classmates

he just knew that he was the one that had to stand up for you

he wanted to see your real smile and not the one you forced at the front of the class

all of these thoughts flooded his mind for the whole 11 minutes and 28 seconds since you walked into the room

after giving your classmates the shortest answers you possibly could, they lost interest and went their separate ways

except yunho

you kept looking at your desk, occasionally glancing at him to see if he would leave

the way his classmates flocked over to you after he initiated a conversation made you realized that he was of the popular kind

someone like that would be bored with someone like you

you were expecting him to leave

but he didn't

"so.. can I call you by your first name? or is that too casual?" yunho smiled as he shoved his clammy hands in his pockets

"you can call me by my first name.. I don't mind.." you softly sighed, hoping that he'd leave after that

"cool! so.. that makes us friends right?"

yunho thought that he needed to take baby-steps to have someone like you warm up to him

you were generally confused on why someone like him would want to be friends with you

"yunho.. you seem like nice guy.. but you would be wasting your time being friends with me.."

it was better to cut the problem at the bud

but yunho stood his ground

"I would like to find that out for myself"

and that was the beginning of an annoyingly comforting friendship

at first, yunho was just your classmate

he would go over what was expected for the semester and just talk about general school work

occasionally, offering to eat with you at lunch or chill with you during breaktime

only occasionally though because others would ask to hang out with him during those times before he had the chance to ask you first

although he did like you, he didn't want others knowing that he liked you just yet

you didn't mind being alone

but you also didn't mind being around yunho

just like how you usually like the cloudy and gloomy days but the change of seeing the sun wasn't too bad

which wasn't too bad since it was the beginning of winter

"y/n~" yunho placed his hand on your shoulder

you turned around and to your surprise, your cheek squished against his finger

he almost passed out from how surprised and how cute you looked with your cheeks squished

"yunho.. please stop bothering me.. I'm trying to study.." you mumbled as you turned back to your studies

he doesn't miss how pink your ears got while you rubbed your cheek

"okay~ so I'll stop bothering you on one condition.." yunho said this while seating in seat in front of you, facing you with his hands cupping his face on his propped up arms

you sighed in a (slightly) fake annoyance, "what is the condition?"

he puts his hand out like he's asking for something

"the condition is that you give me your number so that I can bother you when you have the chance to look at your phone.."

"that's it?" you asked with your head tilted

yunho wanted to screenshot that moment of you tilting your head in his heart forever

"yup that's it.. I know that when you study, you turn your phone on silent.. I'll bother you when you have time hehe.." yunho was so proud at his approach in getting your number

we're not going to talk about how long he's been working on "plan-get-y/n's-number"

"why do you have to bother me so much, yunho? don't you have other friends to bother?"

you were always the one to pushed him away; scared that once you get closer to him, he's going to leave

but he always stayed

yunho leaned in closer to you, even though he was scared that you could hear how loud his heart was beating

"because out of all of my friends, you're the only one I love to bother the most.."

yunho hoped that you didn't notice him slip in the word love

while you hoped that he didn't notice you slowly fall for him, all you could do was just nod and go back to studying

as the days got colder, yunho would offer to walk you to and from school after he found out that you two almost had the same route to school

"yunho.. you don't have to walk me to and from home... don't you have a chauffeur? I can walk myself home.."

yunho would ruffle your hair, ever so slightly so that he doesn't mess up your hair. "what if I'm just walking you to and from your home since it's a great way to get some exercise in? geeezz y/n, why must everything be about you?"

whenever yunho teased, it made you turn pink because you weren't good with comebacks

"I didn't mean it like that.." you pouted through the pink hue across your face

you were just too cute in yunho's eyes; how could he not tease you?

he always had to calm himself down from smiling too hard at the sight of you before continuing

"I know," he'd say while softly pinching your cheeks, "I know"

being with you made yunho forget that he was the heir to his parent’s ever growing company

you made him remember that he can be a regular-smegular human around you

you didn’t treat him like a prince

you treated him like how he’s always wanted to be treated

to be known for himself, instead of his status

the last day of december rolled around and you got sick

you weren't replying to yunho's messages after you told him that you were sick

the first couple days was quite peaceful, all you had to do was focusing on getting better

it was a great time to yourself; doing whatever you wanted in the comfort of your own home and not worrying about what others might think of you

your parents were out at another relative's house to celebrate new year's eve; you insisted that they went or that you would be upset with them, you wanted them to have fun~

since you napped all day, you had energy at night to celebrate new year's eve however you wanted to

and that was harry potter marathons with sparkling cider by the kotatsu with just yourself and your golden retriever

while setting up, you heard heavy thuds on your door

you turned white with fear

your parents would've called if they were heading home so you knew it wasn't your parents

the knocking grew louder

you plucked up the courage to open the camera that was installed at the door

"YUNHO?!" your raspy voice rang as you saw the tall figure behind the door

he was scared to meet the eyes of your parents and was more relaxed to see you open the door for him

he couldn’t help but show a cheesy smile towards you

you were in your fluffy, sherpa robe that had bunny ears

your cheeks were flushed from still being sick but he secretly wishes that he was the one that made your cheeks pink

you noticed that he had a basket of luxury assorted teas, honey and vitamin c-enriched fruits

“I got these for you so that you can get well soon~” yunho shoved them into your arms before you could get a word in

“thanks..” you muttered

you both just stood there at the doorway, waiting for someone to speak next

yunho was getting nervous, he wants you to invite him in but he would understand if you didn’t

he was ready to spin around and go home before your voice stops him in his tracks

“you can come in.. it’s cold out here..” you spoke softly, hoping that he didn’t notice the change in your voice from being sick

“oh.. thanks y/n...”

yunho didn’t want to seem noticeably excited when those words left your lips so he just said the next thing that came up, “nice husky voice.. you should join a rock band..”

you turned around so quick to smack him in the arm, “it’s not THAT husky”

that made you both giggle

seeing you comfortably hit made yunho happy in a strange way

maybe he was slowly opening the door to your heart

or maybe you just felt comfortable since you were in the comforts of your own home

either way, he was just happy to see you

“nice house,” yunho murmured, checking out your house

“sorry our house is probably small compared to what you’re used to..”

“it’s not small, it’s cozy...”

you raised your brows at him, “cozy is what rich people say about commoner houses..”

yunho gasped, pretending to clutch at his pearls, “nooo, that’s not true at all! this is the perfect house.. so.. are your parents home?”

“no, we usually celebrate new year’s eve at my relative’s house but I didn’t want them to miss out because of me so I made them go without me..”

“woowww.. you MADE them go?” yunho smirked

it was interesting to see you have some dominance

you ignored his question

“do you want anything to drink or eat?” you asked as you placed the basket down on the dining room table, keeping in eye out on your shy and weary dog who wasn’t 100% with yunho yet

yunho took out some things from the basket, “how about I make you some tea?”

“but you’re a guest in my home-” you tried to protest but yunho blocked you from entering the kitchen

“but YOU’RE sick, that holds more importance right now.. just tell me where things are in the kitchen~”

you and yunho were in the kitchen gathering things to whip up this fancy concoction

“the mugs are right here..” you reached up to get them but yunho got to them first

you could feel his breath hover over you and that was when you noticed that he’s got you caged in; one of his arm was holding onto the counter on your left side and the other was reaching up to get the mugs

you two just stood there for a little before yunho pulled away to place the mugs onto the counter

“do you have a teapot or a kettle?” he barely spoke above a whisper but you heard him very clearly

you just nodded as you slithered away from under him to get it

everything you both did in the kitchen was in silence

the tension in the kitchen was so thick you couldn’t even cut it with the sharpest knife

all you could focus on was the tension

you weren’t paying attention when you held the kettle by the spout and not the handle, causing you to yelp in pain

yunho rushed you over to the sink to submerge the burn under cold running water

in a split second, your dog ran over and tried to pounce on yunho; believing that he was the villain

that broke the silence and made you all laugh

“tiny~ it’s okay, baby~ he’s not a bad guy okay??” you patted your dog to try to calm him down and get him off of yunho

that soft, reassuring side of you made yunho feel like he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you

yunho got down to your dog’s level and tried to reassure them as well and as if tiny didn’t get pounced on yunho to protect you, tiny now pounced on yunho to lick his face

“dogs really love me you know?” yunho smiled at you while playing with tiny

“I can tell..” you said softly as you gently ran your fingers over your burn

yunho got up and inspected your hand

“I’m no good in the kitchen..” you were embarrassed

“finally! you have one flaw!” he jeered to lift up the mood

“what do you mean?! I have many flaws!”

he shook his head, “nope this is the only one, I swear on my heart~”

he went back to examining your hand, “you let go of the spout fast enough so it doesn’t look too bad.. we should put some ointment and bandaid on it..”

“we?” that was the only word that stuck out to you

yunho froze for a second before saying, “you go take care of your burn and I’ll finish your tea, okay? holler for me if you need any help..”

after yunho made your tea, he just sat there playing with tiny

you sat quietly at the dining table, trying to put your bandaid on with your non-dominate hand

“here, let me help..”

you just gave it to him without saying anything but, “okay”

the ongoing silence was too unbearable, you were used to yunho talking non-stop and keeping the conversation going

“yunho.. why did you come visit me?”

yunho firmly pressed on the bandage so that it was properly stuck on; you thought he didn’t hear you at first

“I wanted to see you... I heard you were sick and I couldn’t stop wondering if you were okay or not.. you weren’t messaging me back so...”

“oh..” was all you could manage to say back

you looked everywhere but yunho, your eyes landed on the clock in the kitchen

it was 11:59 pm

yunho’s eyes followed yours and saw the clock

without a word, he pulled in you his arms and searched your eyes for any sign of discomfort

there wasn’t any but you were surprised

“I don’t want you sick..” you whispered as you covered your lips

yunho leaned in without breaking eye contact

and when your phone rang at exactly 12, he kissed your forehead

“happy new years, y/n..”

you stood there for the whole time the phone rang, just looking at him in shock

when it rang again, you fumbled your way out of his arms and picked up the phone

“y/n! sweetie! we called to say happy new years, why didn’t you pick up right away?” your mother was yelling, you could tell she was drunk

“I was in the bathroom..” you lied

“well we’re on our way home now~ see you soon~” your dad chimed in, from the sound of his voice, he was struggling to keep your mom up

“bYE baB-”

the call ended right there

“I guess that’s my cue to leave..” yunho’s voice broke the silence

you just nodded and led him to the door

“text me when you get home okay?” you couldn’t look up at him, you didn’t want him to see how red your face had become

but if you did, you would see how red his face was too

he softly ruffled your hair, “I will.. good night y/n”

“good night yunho”

the rest of your winter break was a blur

you focused it on getting better and hanging out with your parents

when they questioned the basket of goodies, you just told them you won a giveaway

february was the start of the new school year

you were nervous to go back and socialize again

but you were also nervous to see yunho

you texted each other regularly but neither of you talked about the forehead kiss or the tension you both experience at your house

the second you saw yunho, you started feeling like your heart was filled with sparkling heart-shaped butterflies dancing around

yunho couldn’t help but smile when he saw you

he approached you and cupped at your cheeks with so much love in his eyes, “hey there, little one..”

you didn’t have the strength to push him away anymore, you wanted him to stay so you just let him cup your face

“hey there..”

“yunho? who’s this?” an unfamiliar voice came from behind yunho

it belong to the prettiest girl you’ve probably ever since in person

yunho let go of your face and introduced you to his childhood friend, “y/n, this is roxanne, my childhood friend.. and roxanne, this is y/n... my-”

he paused for a second because he didn’t know what to call you as

his crush?

his soon-to-be-lover-once-he-asked-you-out?

“your what?” roxanne seemed impatient, wanting to know more about you

“I’m his friend..” you smiled as you stuck your hand out for her to shake it

she just looked at your hand and then looked back at your face, sending you a superficial smile, “hm.. nice to meet you, y/n..”

she turned her attention back to yunho, “yunho~ you have to show me around~ I don’t know where anything is~”

yunho agreed to help her out and smiled at you, “see you in class”

you just nodded at him and watch her cling onto him as they both walk away from you

you couldn’t help but feel the butterflies that were fleeting

the next couple of days, you just kept to yourself; knowing that yunho was always pulled away from his childhood friend who was a year younger than the both of you whenever she go the chance

yunho wasn’t seated next to you in class so it was hard to talk to you during class

and whenever there was a break or lunch, roxanne would take him away to a place where there wasn’t you

you were now the one initiating texting yunho

yunho tried to text you as much as he could

but whenever roxanne saw him smiling at his phone, she would distract him away from his phone

she knew he was texting you

roxanne didn’t like you and you knew that from the first encounter you had with her

roxanne always loved yunho

her parents and yunho’s parents were friends before roxanne and yunho were even a thought

from the moment roxanne saw yunho, she knew he was the one for her

he was her perfect prince

the matching ken to her barbie

so if there was anyone that was in the way, she will do everything she can to have him to herself

it was now valentine’s day

you weren’t planning to do anything but the days leading up to valentine’s day, you couldn’t stop thinking about yunho

maybe you could bake him some cookies and leave in on his desk

that was enough for you

you just wanted to show him that you still cared about him

being in the kitchen was never your strongest suit

but for him.. you’ll give it a go

why?

these days without him made you realized, that you like him

love him even

that you would fight for him

roxanne was just another person fighting for his love

the night before the 14th, you cut yourself countless of times while making him these “simple” cookies

you even burned yourself countless of more times

they weren’t perfect but they tasted good

the cookies reminded you of yourself; you may not be the best at a lot of things but you still have worth

your hands were clammy holding the bag of homemade cookies

maybe you should’ve just bought him a box of chocolate instead

when you saw him in the hallways, you just thought that you might as well give it to him

that was until roxanne came around the corner with a small crowd

her arm was linked with yunho’s

and that was when you saw a ring on her left ring finger

roxanne saw you at the end of the hall and spoke out to the crowd

“you know yunho’s parents thought that I would make such a great wife for yunho, so we’re arranged to be married~ it’s that great?” she showed off her ring to the crowd

yunho was looking so glum the whole time, he couldn’t look up the whole time roxanne was making a scene

but there was something that made him look up

and he saw you holding a bag of cookies

and he saw the many bandages on your hands

without thinking he took a step forward, but roxanne pulled him back

“yunho? baby?”

yunho looked back at roxanne

he couldn’t believe that she made her father talk his parents into a forced marriage; even if he didn’t like her like that, it was for the benefit of the company

it was always status with yunho’s parents and roxanne used that and her father’s devotion to his daughter’s love to her advantage

that’s what made you turn to run away; the way they looked like the perfect couple

how could you even think of being with him at all?

he was out of your league

as much as he was enchanted by you, you grew to be find him enchanting

you didn’t want him to have someone waiting on him

you didn’t want him to be in love with someone else

but most importantly, you didn’t want him to see you cry

you didn’t want to be apart of this fairytale where the only one who has a sad ending is you

the moment you ran, yunho ran after you

pushing through the crowd to get to you

you heard him call out to you

you heard his footsteps running towards you

but you didn’t stop running

you were clenching the bag of cookies so hard, you were sure it was mashed up

the cookies were probably in a better state than your heart was

you ran down the stairs and hid in a classroom

holding your sobbing breath; scared that he could find you

yunho got to the same floor as you; trying to call out for you and then continued to run down more flights of stairs

as his footsteps faded away, you slumped into the ground

you didn’t even date, you might as well have

maybe it’s your fault, you got attached and called it love

you didn’t date but you wished that you have

but he wasn’t yours, he never will be

you couldn’t help but continue to sob into your arms

why did you let him into your life?

you knew that one of you would be leaving the relationship you two built, you just didn’t know who, when and how

you totally forgot about the bag of cookies you made until you heard the crinkling of the bag

“wow these are completely destroyed..”

the voice of a guy you didn’t know checked the bag you didn’t let go until now

he opened the bag and reached in for a piece of a cookie

“wait!” you reached out for the bag through your tears before he was able to take a bite

“were these cookies for someone?”

you dropped your arm, “they were...”

“did you get rejected?”

the sheer nonchalant tone of the question threw you off guard

“um.. well.. there’s no chance for me with this person anymore.. so there’s no point in trying”

“but how do you know?” you didn’t notice that the guy crouched down to look to see if you were okay

“he’s kind of.. engaged now..”

“ohh... it’s that yunho guy huh...”

you looked up at him with glossy eyes, “how do you know about yunho?”

the guy was a little startled at your reaction; but also was startled at how pretty you looked while crying

“well.. it’s kind of hard not to when that girl, roxanne, keeps on shoving her ring and her new man in everyone’s faces as soon as she showed up at school..”

you got quiet again

you didn’t want to talk about yunho anymore

and as if the guy read your mind, he said, “you know these cookies are quite good..”

“even though, they aren’t pretty?”

he chuckled, “who cared about that? if anything, you gave the cookies some character.. they still taste good whether you break them in half or keep them as a whole..”

you smile at his words, “that’s a good way of thinking..”

for some reason when he saw you smile, he smiled too

“so...” the boy held his hand out for you to use to help you get up from your spot, “what’s your name?”

“I’m y/n.. what your’s?”

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WHO IS THIS MYSTERY BOY WHO’S GOING TO HELP YOU GET OVER YUNHO???

To be continued...

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meanieverse · 2 years

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“whatudowhennooneseesyou asked:

The sluttiest thing Yunho would do is:

Hold you by the waist as he walks you through a crowd.”

REPOST FROM @wonwooverse (REPOSTED FROM MY OLD ACCOUNT)

abso-fuckin-lutley

this is hands down one of the sluttiest things men can do. period.

especially with this mans hands?????? r u joking

just imagine his hands on you, one on your waist and one on your hip, gripping you tightly to guide you through a busy crowd- CRYING

feel like his hands would just automatically go to your waist in any situation -including in the bedroom

would 100% grip onto you for dear life while he fucks you senseless, leaving lovely hand-shaped bruises all over - I'm so horny for this man I swear

#yunho #yunho smut #yunho blurb #ateez #ateez blurb #ateez smut #kpop #kpop smut #kpop blurb

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bikerjongho · 2 years

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set the bar | choi jongho

genre: realistic fiction, romance

pairing: gn!reader x biker!jongho

description: Y/N’s attraction for the biker gang leader Jongho gets in the way of the friendship they have with surfers, but what’s the harm in a little bit of flirting?

word count: 2.6k

warnings: suggestive comments (once)

author’s note: jongho leather jacket brain go beep boop brrrrr. jongho beep boop brrrrrr

taglist: @itsapapisongo @mangomingki @irehlevant @blueprint-han @doievoir @bvlnoriyas

There had been many times in Y/N’s life when they had to put on a mask to hide their true intentions. When they had stolen an entire case of sticky notes from their art teacher in middle school, they had stayed after school to help her look for them even though they were safe inside their backpack. When Y/N had snuck out of the house to go to a party and came back late at night, they told their flamed parents that they had been at the library studying for a test. The next day, they aced the exam.

In many ways, it was Y/N’s reputation of being a responsible person that allowed them to get away with so many things like this – they were the last person anyone would suspect of doing any awful deeds. That was what made them so good at being bad. But sometimes, the mask to hide their intentions was used for things that weren’t tangible, but it was the same practice as any of their capers. They had to put that mask to good use when Jongho walked into the bar where they worked.

Y/N was laughing with surfer friends and passing out drinks to customers when he walked through the door in all of his leathered glory. They made eye contact and Y/N flushed, both out of fear and attraction. They had never interacted with both their surfer friends and Jongho at the same time. Their friends had a different reaction.

“Oh, wonderful,” Beth groaned, sitting at a large table on the opposite side of the entrance to the bar. “Him. This just ruined my night.”

“For real,” Y/N laughed while making ferocious eye contact with Jongho. He noticed, and they minutely tilted their head toward their surfer friends and gave a stiff smile. Jongho’s eyes widened, but the mild panic disappeared as quick as it came, and he seated himself at the front of the bar and tossed his leather jacket off, then turned to where they were standing. Y/N realized what he was doing.

Almost like he knew what was going through their head, Mingi echoed their thoughts. “Well, have fun serving him,” he said with genuine sorrow, and the surfers’ nods around him echoed the feeling in his voice.

“It’s my job after all,” Y/N shrugged and gave a meek smile to Beth, who was glaring at Jongho’s back. “See you later.”

“Let me know if he bothers you,” Yunho said to them seriously and Y/N tried their best to sigh with relief.

“Thank you,” they said, but their words weren’t genuine. They walked towards the bar table with a little too much glee in their step.

“What are you doing here?” Y/N said, schooling their face into a scowl when all they wanted to do was smile. “Don’t mind my face. I know my friends are staring at me.”

Jongho understood their cues immediately and smirked. “I wanted to see you, Y/N.”

“I didn’t know I’d see you today,” Y/N said, grabbing a glass and wiping it clean with a cloth. “I wanted to see you, too. This is a treat.” The truth of the matter was that Y/N had seen Jongho just last night. They had seen a lot of him then. Now, with clothes on, there was less to admire, but it pleased them nonetheless that he had gone out of his way to come to the bar. The only issue was their surfer friends that were watching them like hawks as if Jongho would suddenly leap over the bar table and throttle them.

If he was affected by their words, he didn’t show it through his face. Though, by the way that he adjusted himself in his seat, throwing his arms to the table and giving them a warm smile, he was clearly out for a kill because he knew what they liked. Y/N pretended like they didn’t notice his hulking biceps or his gorgeous facial structure as he raked a hand through his red hair.

“Jongho,” Y/N hissed, turning away. “We’re in public.”

“And I’m not allowed to stretch?” Jongho smiled, raising his arms for a stretch. The sleeves of his black shirt slid down with the stretch. Y/N looked very intently at a saltshaker on the table beside him. “Y/N, I’m just existing.”

“And your existence hurts me,” Y/N said and pulled out their notepad to take his order. They pretended he didn’t have arms. That made them feel better.

The face Jongho put on was pure arrogance as he put his arms down and folded them across his chest, signaling that he had completed whatever goal he had in his head. The move only highlighted his muscles. “I know.”

While Y/N jotted down his order, they tried their best to imitate discomfort for their surfer friends that were watching. Although they weren’t a couple, they very well could have been because of their mutual feelings and genuine chemistry. The only block to their relationship was Y/N’s reluctance to leave their surfer friends. Luckily, Jongho found pleasure in keeping their relationship down low. There was something dastardly about secret love, and he thrived in it.

As Y/N gave Jongho’s order to the cook and started on his drink, they glanced over at their surfer friends. To their dismay, their eyes were all on them. It made sense – Jongho was someone that they all hated, and they assumed that all of them wanted to get up and hurt him had the environment been right. Instead, it was all a standoff. Y/N looked back to Jongho and saw his eyes on them. Their stomach tightened.

“Jongho,” Y/N said, coming to the counter, “don’t pay attention to them.”

“They’re paying attention to me,” Jongho said, not looking back at them. His cold glare irked them, both because they didn’t think the surfers needed attention, and also it wasn’t worth it for him to do so.

“And they’re not worth your attention,” Y/N said, waving a hand in front of him. “Pay attention,” they said with no real intent for romance or teasing, “to me.”

Jongho finally released his gaze from the surfers to look at them. His eyebrows raised as he looked them up and down slowly. He smiled. “All right.”

And they really felt his eyes on them. They had been making his drink while they talked, but now that he was looking at them they could barely concentrate. Idly, they wondered if there were any stray hairs or blemishes on their face.

“Okay, never mind, I literally cannot concentrate,” and they could only hear him chuckle because they refused to look up and see the blatant satisfied look on his face from their comment.

In the corner of their eye, there was movement from the other side of the restaurant. Y/N’s stomach lurched – Yunho was on his way towards them with resolve in his eyes. “Oh my God,” Y/N whispered and hoped Jongho would see him and realize what was going on before he got to them.

And Yunho was there in a flash. He glowered over Jongho and leaned against the counter of the bar while he folded his arms. Y/N imagined his height came in use right now, he looked intimidating and terrifying over Jongho. Then, he lost the scariness of himself as he looked up at Y/N with kindness in his eyes.

“Is he bothering you, Y/N?” Yunho said softly, raising his eyebrows.

“No,” Y/N said too quickly, smiling as they finished up Jongho’s drink and slid it over to him. He caught it with one hand and was looking at Yunho with mild amusement. Perhaps he thrived in Y/N’s answer to Yunho like he was pleased that they did not resent him like a majority of the people currently in the restaurant.

“We were just talking, don’t worry,” Y/N said. “He’s not scary to me.” They said this to remind Yunho of their neutrality, but Y/N realized the implication of their words only after they had said them.

In the corner of their eye, Jongho was using all of his willpower to remain in a neutral expression, but they could still see hints of a laugh threatening to overtake it.

If Yunho caught a whiff of their attitude towards Jongho, he didn’t say anything about it. Y/N assumed he was too wrapped up in his own dislike for Jongho to notice Y/N’s more than friendly nature to him. He looked at Jongho, then Y/N, then back to Jongho before sighing. “Just wave to me if you need anything, okay?”

“Of course,” Y/N said, smiling at him. “Thanks for caring. I have other orders to do though.” They laughed a bit and waved him goodbye, even though they didn’t have any in actuality.

“So you don’t think I’m scary?” Jongho said immediately after Yunho had left, his eyes sparkling. He leaned off of the stool he was sitting on to get closer to Y/N and smirked. “Hm, you’re fearless. That’s attractive, you know.”

Y/N glared at him while a blush formed on their cheeks. “No, you’re not scary,” they said, turning away from him briefly to give themself a moment to collect themself.

“Then what am I to you?” Jongho continued, eternally riveted and not lowering himself back onto his stool. He took a dubious sip of his drink.

“You certainly look scary,” Y/N said and opened their mouth to continue.

“Good to know,” Jongho mused.

Y/N glared at him. He smiled. “You look scary,” they continued. “And I guess it would be strange if you didn’t. But I’ve known you and I’ve seen you in private, you’re not scary at all. You’re a bit of a softie.”

“Because I like you,” Jongho said, and Y/N shrugged. They both knew that already.

“Yeah?” They said, “I didn’t notice.”

Jongho readjusted himself on the counter. He was painfully close to them now, so close that he could have taken their hand and kissed it had he so desired. But instead of the flirty look in his eyes, there was something darker in them now.

“I’ve hurt people before,” Jongho said, not losing eye contact with them. “That's not scary to you?”

Y/N looked over at the surfers, who were now laughing with each other. “They’ve hurt people too,” they said. “That’s the nature of a feud like this, isn’t it?”

“But it’s not scary to you?” Jongho asked again with an urgency to his voice, like he needed to hear a certain answer from them. Y/N looked at him dead in the eyes. They saw something in there that they hadn’t seen a minute ago.

“No,” they said finally. “It’s what you have to do to make your opinion seen. It doesn’t define you or make me think less of you. It’s just something you have to do.” They believed what they said was truthful, but it was also hard to tell the complete truth when a face as handsome as Jongho’s was looking at them so intently. Truthfully, Y/N was neutral for a reason because they hated the conflict. But getting to know Jongho, from his favorite foods to how much he loved his family to how passionate he was to how his lips felt on them, they knew that even something as awful as murder was not so black and white. The intention of it mattered, and the person behind it mattered. They knew that the bikers weren’t good, but the surfers also weren’t the angels that they painted themselves to be. They were just better at hiding it.

Y/N knew what was coming next. “So then be my lover, Y/N,” Jongho said. “Because you’re right. Most people aren’t as wise as you are, they look at everything at face value. You don’t hate me, you like me, and I like you. Doesn’t it just make sense?”

Y/N was silent, and Jongho noticed that. He rephrased his words. “But it’s always your choice,” he said. “I don’t want to force you to date me, and I know you care about your surfer friends. It’s not an easy choice to make.”

It’s not an easy choice because dating you would be an enormous and public spectacle, Y/N wanted to say, but Jongho knew that already. They had tossed around this conversation so many times in the past.

But at the same time, what they had said was truthful. They didn’t see him as a terrible person, and they wanted to be with him so badly. There was just a surfboard-sized block in-between them, and Y/N didn’t have enough strength to break their hearts just yet.

“It’s not,” Y/N said finally. “And it’s a no,” they said, and they watched his face fall. “But,” they said slowly, “your persistence in my life is something that certainly is coercing and convincing me to say something different.”

Y/N pulled out a slip of paper from their pocket and scribbled something onto it with the cheap ballpoint pen behind their ear. They slid it over to him. Jongho took it, and his eyes widened when he registered what it was.

“That’s my apartment,” they said. “I’m not affiliated with either side, but I suppose I am affiliated with you. If you need any help,” they said, “you can come to me, and I will try my best to help. Because you’re right,” they said, glimmering. “I do like you. More than I’d like to admit. Congratulations.”

Jongho, who had maintained a cool aura the entire time he was in the bar, broke into a painfully cute smile at those words. “I’m a little nuisance in your life,” he teased. “You can’t rid me from your mind.”

“Uh-huh,” Y/N smiled. They looked over at the surfers. “I’d give you a kiss, but there are surfers around.” Jongho began to stand from his seat, and Y/N shook their head. “And wouldn’t it be suspicious if we both went into the back room together?” They clarified, raising their eyebrows.

They tapped at the piece of paper they had given him. “Come and meet me tonight, we can talk then. Or not do any talking at all.”

There was a fire in his eyes now, and a smirk tickled his lips. Y/N could see the essence of a biker leader in him, more clearly than they had seen this entire evening. “I’ll make you mine at some point or another, Y/N,” he said, nodding his head. “Trust me.”

“I don’t doubt it,” Y/N smiled, their eyes lingering on him for a little too long, his doing the same. “Now get out of my bar before I carry you out myself.”

“I’d like that,” Jongho said, but he stood up anyway and put his jacket back on. He gave them one last smile, a smile that made their heart hurt. “I’ll see you tonight, then,” he whispered with a glimmer in his eyes. He used a moment to brush his hair back, looking at Y/N for any sign of being flustered. they had lost their shield to his charms long ago. Satisfied, he left the restaurant in a flurry of leather, bright hair, and allure that left Y/N at the bar, missing him dearly.

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starryjeekies · 2 years

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ateez’s love languages/how they’d show their love to their s/o!

A/N: i am so prepared to write this!! fluff is amazing. i'm going to split this up into how they want to receive love AND how they like to show it ^^ this might get long so i'm going to put a break here just in case >< [hello post writing note, these definitely got longer and longer the more time went on, sorry about that. also shoutout to my gf for helping me write these because she loves mingi a lot]

Hongjoong:

Giving: Gifts I think he likes to get little gifts for his s/o to show them he was thinking about them. Like we all know this man never takes a break at the studio so it'd probably be short but frequent visits with him. On his way back from the studio, he'll stop by the bakery and pick up your favorite pastry, a coffee, or when he's on tour he makes sure to get you a little trinket at every stop. Wants to make sure even when you're not with him, he's thinking about you! Receiving: Quality Time He doesn't get a lot of time with you so when he does, he savors it. He probably likes to go on cute little dates out whenever he doesn't have anything to do that day. Likes to look at clothes, do a river walk, but on days he's busy but wants to see you, he elects for watching a movie and cuddling in the dorm. You're his recharge person and feels comforted when he's with you.

Seonghwa:

Giving: Acts of Service I absolutely love the idea of Seonghwa being a house husband. We all know this man likes to clean/cleans up after the members 24/7, so I want to believe that he will do anything for you that will make your life easier. "Babe, I watered your plants for you." "I already have dinner started, darling." "Hey, I did my laundry so I did yours too." Like please he likes making life even the littlest bit easier for you. Receiving: Words of Affirmation I wouldn't put it past Seonghwa to melt whenever you tell him he's doing a good job. He holds himself to a high standard so hearing from you that he's improving on his dance or he hit that high note flawlessly would shoot him to the moon. His favorite would probably be when you're lying in bed and you lazily mumble to him that he's a good boyfriend, he would probably squeeze you into his chest and kiss your head.

Yunho:

Giving: Quality Time Yunho likes to make himself available to you whenever. He would constantly ask you when you would like to hang out again because A) he can't get enough of you and B) knows you can't get enough of him. Whenever you ask to hang out, he would drop anything he could or get whatever practicing done and out of the way so he can spend more time with you. He doesn't care what you two do as long as you're happy. Receiving: Physical Touch He's probably super clingy when you two are together. Not in a "pay attention to me" kind of way but in a "I must be touching you" kind of way. He likes to hold your hand, he likes to hug you from behind, he especially loves when you give him a back massage after a long day of dance practice. He won't ask for it a lot, but you know when he comes to you with a small pout and he says, "Hey baby..." you know exactly what he's asking for.

Yeosang:

Giving: Quality Time Yeosang knows with how busy his schedule it that it's sometimes hard to make time. So whenever he has a free few hours, he'll invite you over. Even if you're busy with school work or have errands to run, he'll invite you over to study or offer to go along with you wherever you need to go. You two can do your own thing when you're together but be in the same room. Sometimes that'll be the perfect way to spend your night together if you both have things to do. Receiving: Acts of Service Yeosang likes to do a lot for others, but gets super sentimental if you do anything for him. He thinks that no matter what you do for him is the most thoughtful thing ever. You polish the dust off of his drones? 1000 kisses. You do his laundry? Smothered in your favorite hoodie. Put on his favorite movie? Cuddles all night. He will tell you, "You didn't have to." and if you respond with, "I know I didn't, I wanted to." HE WILL BECOME A BIG BLUSHY MESS.

San:

Giving: Words of Affirmation He loves to dote on you, loves to tell you how amazing you are, how great you look, how well you do at [insert favorite hobby]. He's super invested in you so he is not afraid to give you all of the praise. And if you have a bad day? BE PREPARED FOR ALL OF THE ATTENTION. He will constantly be lifting you up in the most wholesome way, making sure that you know you're good enough for you and that's all that matters. He is you no. 1 supporter and he will make sure you know that. Receiving: Physical Touch Yo if you don't give this man at least 30 minutes of cuddles, 10 kisses, and 3 hugs a day he will be a pouty baby. He's just obsessed with you and feels so special whenever you give him attention because he knows he's the only one getting that same attention. He will look at you with either his lips pouted or his arms out and will only smile once you are there. He would also be the type of guy where when you're standing in a group of friends, he will be swaying you back and forth in his arms.

Mingi:

Giving: Acts of Service Mingi thinks about you a LOT. I know he sometimes jokes about being the sentimental one of the group but he really is. He's a big blushy smiley baby. Not to say he wouldn't do it often, but he makes his gestures grand. Specifically, running you a calming and relaxing bath. He would light the candles, add the bubbles, play some soft music and let you relax. When you would get out, he would make sure that your favorite blanket would be fresh from the dryer and warm. He would do smaller things like tie your shoes for you or grab your hat/scarf on the way out the door, but you an expect something big once a week or so. Receiving: Words of Affirmation Speaking of big blushy baby, you call him handsome or a rap genius? He is putty in your hands. He would get so bashful and quietly tell you, "stop..." while you dote on him. We all know he's super soft under his rough idol exterior, so if you let him how how much you love him or appreciate him for what he did above, he would not stop smiling. He would take your words to heart and know he's done a good job at being a good boyfriend. He also loves when you watch the MVs and tell him how good he looks on camera or how impressive one of his shots are; makes him feel powerful and impactful

Wooyoung:

Giving: Gifts You can always expect the wackiest gift to come from Wooyoung. Like I think he would definitely show up with something at very random times. For example, when he picks you up from work or class, there'll be a small box of chocolates on the seat waiting for you. Or when coming back from tour, he'd find a little monument of wherever he went to bring back for you. He also would be the type of boyfriend to order you something, not tell you, have it show up to your place, and then FaceTime with you so he can see your reaction. Receiving: Physical Touch Come on, it's blatantly obvious how much Wooyoung likes affection. He will get attention from anyone and everyone who will give it to him but prefers it from you. You two would constantly fight over who got to be little spoon. He loves it when you kiss his nose because of him being cute. He would beam if you would hold his hand all night on a date. There's nothing this boy doesn't love to do with you.

Jongho:

Giving: Words of Affirmation Jongho is a smooth talker and he knows it. There is nothing he can say in that beautiful voice of his that doesn't sound heavenly. Imagine him telling you how amazing you look in your date outfit with a little smile. Then he says, "The universe has blessed me by being yours." LIKE HELLO I'M JUST A PUDDLE OF EMOTIONS NOW. He has a very calming and charming talking voice, he has no problem listening to you and calming you down when you're upset or angry. He makes you feel safe when he talks to you like that. Receiving: Gifts I think Jongho does like getting gifts from his partner. He's usually pretty open about what he likes and what he wants, so if he hasn't gotten it for himself yet then you love to surprise him with it. He'd see what little bag or box you have in your hands for him and if it's a new necklace that he was looking at or a pair of new shoes he told you he wanted, he would feel loved. It's not even the fact of getting the gift, it's more of that you listened to him and took interest in what he liked. He would definitely wear any clothes or accessories the following day after you gave it to him.

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kisshwa · 2 months

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The house demands bf!ateez texts and putting them on a sex ban pls🥺

ask demand and you shall receive!

ATEEZ and PUTTING THEM ON A SEX BAN

pairing: bf!ateez x reader

warnings: a few curse words; mentions of toys, gaslighting/manipulation (all jokes)

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mingwrites · 12 days

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Can I request how Ateez would sound in bed (i.e. moaner, grunted, whimper, silent, loud).

thanks for requesting nonnie!!! hope u enjoy <3

how ateez sound in bed

seonghwa ~ very vocal in bed. he mostly makes soft, breathless moans, his head thrown back in ecstasy as you ride his dick. his brain becomes too fogged up with the feeling of you to form words, so he relies heavily on those sounds to let you know that you're doing well, that he feels good, and that he loves you. he also tends to bite his lip a lot, producing hums rather than open-mouthed moans. "mmmmh, mmh, you feel so-ahh-so good..."

hongjoong ~ a focused man and attentive lover, hongjoong tends to be a little more quiet during sex as he's so focused on making you feel good. the best way to hear his adorable, hoarse whimpers is when you suck him off or give him a handjob. that's when he's able to lie back, close his eyes, and fill the room with the sounds of his pleasure. "yessss, that's good, baby... mmm...! just like that..."

yunho ~ lots of grunting when he fucks into you. he puts a lot of strength into his thrusts and likes to make that apparent, producing low, almost growl-like sounds every time his hips pound against yours, his dick filling you completely. also has a tendency to laugh during sex, smirking cockily, specifically when you let out one of your own sounds or tell him how good he makes you feel. "mm, mm... my baby feels good? hah... so cute..."

yeosang ~ yeosang is on the quieter side, as he can be a little shy, even with you. during sex, he makes plenty of pretty little whimpers and groans, just at a very soft volume. he grows louder the longer your pussy squeezes his dick, the more he comes undone. he's also way too shy to talk much, so he instead communicates with little, desperate noises and broken sentences. "mm, mm, ah... i love it... mmmh..."

san ~ he tries to stay mostly silent in terms of moaning, instead opting to just tell you directly what he's feeling. in other words, he's big on dirty talk. while you will catch occasional low hums, especially when he's close to orgasm, he mostly prefers to be teasing you for the sounds you make. "you're so tight... mmm... i can feel your pretty little pussy squeezing me. you're close, huh baby?"

mingi ~ mingi is unashamed of the type and amount of sound he makes, often using them as a substitute for words when he gets too worked up. he'll make quick, deep grunts when he fucks you, higher-pitched whimpers when you suck him off, and long, gruff moans when you fuck yourself on his dick. he loves the sound of your voice echoing in harmony with his. "mm, mmm, just like that, doll... ahh, yeah... take me down your throat..."

wooyoung ~ loud, loud, loud. in both the amount of moans and blabbering half-sentences you're able to get out of him, and in the volume of those sounds. wooyoung is shameless and unafraid to cue you (and your neighbors) in on exactly how he's feeling. on any given night, you'll hear him talking dirty, laughing, whimpering, moaning, and sometimes sobbing. "aaahhh, y/n, y/n, it's too much...! ah, ah, ah... mmm, so good..."

jongho ~ tries very hard to make as little noise as possible. he's rather shy and not always comfortable with that level of vulnerability, so he prefers to listen in on your sounds instead. also a master of dirty talk, he uses that skill to get the prettiest sounds out of you. of course, when he cums, he can't always hold back, and will let choked, high-pitched moans slip through. "mm, you feel so good... keep going, love... i'm gonna... ahh, aaahh...

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planet-dusk · 6 months

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yunho princess treatment 🤭

🏷️ jeong yunho x fem!reader. cw ; fingering, choking, praise, slight size kink, pet names: love, princess, good girl ( 587 w. )

minors dni. for mature audiences only !

“tell me what you need, love.”

yunho’s breath tickled the side of your face. his fingers burned hot on your bare thigh, inching closer to the apex.

“n-need your fingers inside of me, yuyu, please.” you knew you didn't have to beg; he’d give you the moon and the stars if he could. still, it came natural to you.

yunho chuckled, then hissed when his calloused fingertips came in contact with your soaked panties. “this wet for me already, princess?” he swallowed your moans when he sank two long fingers into your aching hole, “can’t wait to feel this tight pussy around my cock.”

he found the right spot with ease, fingers curling and his thumb drawing firm circles over your clit. “that’s my girl right there,” he muttered when your eyes rolled back in pleasure. “will you cum for me, love?”

you nodded dumbly, eyes already glazed over and fingers curled tight around his biceps. “choke me,” you managed to get out between moans, and yunho wasted no time in wrapping his large hand around the column of your throat. he kept his touch light, only applying dizzying pressure on the pulse points at the side, the effect immediate.

your legs fell open wider and yunho’s eyes trailed from your puffy cunt back to your blissed out face. “you look so pretty like this, love,” he mused, tightening his grip. “all spread out for me. greedy pussy’s sucking in my fingers like you haven’t been fucked in days.”

in truth, it’d only been two nights. it was impossible to go for long without yunho, and he knew it. he always gave you exactly what you wanted. he’d tease you about it first, sometimes, but he was just as quick to give in. you were his princess and he treated you accordingly.

“i’m going to make you cum on my fingers, love, and then i’m going to fuck you.” yunho’s voice sounded low and determined, “any way you want, for as long as you want. how does that sound?”

you tried to answer, a pathetic choked-off whine leaving your throat, his hand still wrapped tight around it. yunho knew you were close; the telltale signs as familiar to him as the back of his own hand. that same hand he now watched pumping in and out of your soaked pussy, your juices dripping down his fingers and pooling in his palm.

“you need to cum fast, princess, before i fold you in half and fuck you full,” he groaned. “i can’t wait much longer. look at you —” he flexed his fingers around your throat before tightening them again “— you’re such a vision, love. prettiest little thing i’ve ever seen. tiny pussy’s taking my fingers so well, need me to add a third? get you ready to take my fat cock?”

the stretch made you keen, your hips bucking up into his hand. he rolled his thumb over your swollen clit and watched you fall apart under him, pinned to the bed by his hand around your throat. “that’s it, you’re doing so well love, just a little more.” he slowed down his movements, dragging out your high until you began to squirm underneath him.

“my good girl,” he brought his fingers up to your mouth and you latched on eagerly, moaning around them when you felt the head of his cock bumping your clit, “don’t worry, i’ll give you what you want, you know i will.”

you knew, and you’d never get enough of him.

#ateez smut #ateez hard hours #ateez imagines #ateez headcanons #ateez x reader #ateez fanfic #yunho x reader #yunho smut #;ateez blurbs

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myloveforyunho · 3 months

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jongho is the type to bend you over and fuck you at any time of day. you could be at a restaurant and he’ll do what he can to stuff as many fingers inside of you as possible.. bend you over at the dorm knowing that any of the boys could walk in.. and even randomly stop in a dark place while driving and get out of his drivers seat, entering the back seat. your heart would immediately drop everytime.. knowing that he’s serious as fuck when it comes to having to ruin your guts in the car.

“jonghoahhhh….” you sighed out as jongho bent you over for the third time today. his hands were on the back of your neck, firmly pulling down your panties that were poking out from the large shirt you were wearing. he grabbed his cock from his sweatpants, being commando & having a slit from his sweatpants coming in handy.

forcefully, he bent you down to your furthest extent while shoving his whole length inside of you. you felt an overwhelming shock from not only the position but the deepness, jongho pressing his hips further into you to get you to react even more. helpless little gasps left your lips, your whine making his cock throb even more. he walks you over to a chair in the kitchen, sitting you on top of it. the position has changed, jongho now spreading your legs to reveal your wetness enveloping his pink cock.

he does something you don’t expect… he pulls out his phone. he begins to record as he lightly rolls his hips into you, the pad of his thumb coming to flick harshly over your clit. your lower half feels tingly as you cant help but let out desperate sighs.. clenching around jongho unwillingly.

“do you like when i randomly come over and use you like the little toy you are??? hmmm????” he whispers more to the camera than you, bringing up his hand that was touching on your clit to your mouth to collect lubricant. after you spit on his hand, he brings all five of his fingers to your clit, rubbing incredibly fast back and forth. pornographic moans left your lips as he brought you so incredibly close to the edge, only to feel you clenching so tightly, tighter than you have before. he pulls out, not forgetting to film everything spilling out of you from your pre-cum.

“bad girls who let boys use their body don’t get rewarded, honey.” he shuts the camera off only to bring his fingers to your tired face, pinching your red cheeks. he giggles while fixing his cock in his pants, only to walk away & leave you hanging.

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#jongho #jongho smut #jongho blurb #ateez #ateez smut #smut #kpop #ateez blurb #jongho imagine #ateez imagine

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thewonandonly · 2 years

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rapunzel's tear — p.sh.

pairing ;; park seonghwa (ATEEZ) x afab!reader

genre ;; fluff uwu, smut ;), angst >:(

word count ;; 3,330 words

request ;; “so uh... request??? seonghwa not being aware that you're a virgin and thinks you want it rough so he gets rough and dominant when doing the dirty and he thinks that your tears is from being sensitive and not because it hurt at the start. annndddd y/n doesnt tell him until AFTER that it was her first time and seonghwa feels so guilty,,, like he kinda messed up?? just a lil angsty”

author's note ;; this is why it’s always important to have a safe word babies! stay safe when getting involved in sexual intercourse! and i always add baby goth seonghwa in the story because i loved his predebut pictures.

warnings ;; strong language, dom!seonghwa, sub!reader, virginity loss, dirty talk

It’s only been 4 months since both you and Seonghwa have agreed to date each other and label the pairing officially as “boyfriend and girlfriend”. There hasn’t been anything too exciting that happened except for your first kiss in the second month, and a few make out sessions pinpointed here and there. But, before they could get anywhere further, they were always either; A) interrupted by one of the other members, B) lose track of time and have to leave, or C) in public. But, the idea of going further kind of scared you. Previous relationships of yours were always short lived, and nothing too serious, and the idea of sex never came up.

Seonghwa and you had been familiar with each other since you were both in school, and you remember his constant attitude, and his all black outfits, despite the school’s rules. Everyone but his friends were afraid to speak to him. Obviously, except you. Judging someone by their appearance wasn’t the first thing you had done when meeting someone new. Although he’d stumble around with a straight face and furrowed brows, he was actually a gentle soul. He smiled when you smiled, he laughed when you laughed. Reciprocating emotions was one of his many skills.

Seeing him now with his blonde colored hair and his bright clothing, it was a complete 180 degree turn from what you remember. Somedays, you’d get freaked out remembering his attitude now verse his attitude in school. You couldn’t choose your favorite; The cold, gothic vampire boy who only had eyes for you, or the superstar idol performer who you had to share with the world.

It was 3:30 in the morning. Yes, an odd time considering that you had work tomorrow. But, you couldn’t help it. Something inside you burned, around your abdomen. It felt like a tense feeling, almost a knot, and it put your entire body in pain. It felt awful, and you even considered going to the hospital because of how much it hurt. But, before that, before you got any bad news there, you grabbed your cell phone, and called Seonghwa, who picked up right away, which made you a little unsettled.

Pulling a face, you mumbled, “Oh…” His chuckle came out from the other end, “Well, since you’re up, I was going to ask you something, but, it’s late. I don’t want to bug you if you were just about to go to bed.”

“Ask me.”

“No, it’s-”

“Ask me.” Seonghwa said, his voice demanding.

Sighing, you shifted a little bit from side to side, as a hope to ease the uncomfortable pain, but it only made it worse and you emitted a groan, “I was going to ask if you could come over and watch a movie with me or whatever. I could really use it.”

Another chuckle, “Is something the matter?”

“Uh, yea. I woke up and my abdomen and entire body ached. I feel like I’m on fire and I just want to relax.”

“So,” Seonghwa began, “You want me to come over and massage you?”

“You know me too well, Seonghwa.”

“I’ll be over in 10.” The smile in Seonghwa’s voice was noticeable, but could’ve easily be missed, “Until I get there, try eating something, and if it doesn’t work, try using the restroom. Just wait for me in the living room.” You could tell he was moving around and picking things up, as his voice was a bit unsteady.

“Yes, sir!” You agreed.

After he hung up, you tiptoed your way to the kitchen, grabbing a simple piece of bread, before you decided against it. Eating without a diagnosis for the pain seemed like an awful idea. What if eating something was to make it worse? There were some health issues that don’t let you eat… What if you had that? A self-diagnosis wouldn’t help. Actually, it’d probably make it worse, having WebMD tell you that your abdomen tightening was because of the big C word, or some other incurable health issue. Or, what if an eradicated disease somehow came back and infected you? There were so many things that could go wrong with a self diagnosis, and you just wanted to see a doctor to get a correct one. You tried using the restroom, but that didn’t help either. You immediately assumed nothing would release this awful ache you had.

Maybe you just slept wrong, or you’ve had too much stress placed on you. All the possibilities were rushing to you as you waited on the couch, laying there like a limp fish, with your neck over the back of the couch and your hands laying palm up on your thighs. When the door opened, you didn’t flinch, and instead cried out. “Seonghwa…” Elongating the syllable at the end of his name, you pretended to cry.

“I’m coming.” He cooed, kicking off his shoes, “Tell me what’s wrong.” He stood over you, leaning down to kiss your lips, “You said your entire body hurt. Did anything help?”

Shaking your head, you frowned, “Sit with me.”

Seonghwa smiled, pressing another sweet kiss to your lips. Walking around the couch, he sat beside you, “I brought some lavender pain relief packs, do you want to try those?”

“No, I just want you to hold me.” You fell onto his shoulder, “And massage my back.”

Seonghwa couldn’t help but smile. He could swear you weren’t this cute in school. Pulling your sore body between his legs, your back against his chest, he slowly began to rub your shoulders, “Anything for you, Princess.”

His touch was gentle, not wanting to hurt you any more than you were already hurt. He’d knead his knuckles into your shoulder, gently rubbing the spot with the heel of his palm after. The tv wasn’t on, there wasn’t any music playing in the background. It was just simply the two of you together, Seonghwa, running his hands over your back to relax your tense muscles, You, letting out groans from the back of your throat as the muscles loosened their tight knots. It was everything you wanted and more. Seonghwa’s hands running over your skin, leaving flames in it’s wake, holding you in his arms.

Wait, why are you suddenly thinking about that? Sure, Seonghwa has touched you before, but, you’ve never equated the touch to flames. Nor would you want-

“You feel it too?” Seonghwa asked simply, as if you understood what he was saying.

“Huh?”

“You feel that tension too, in your arm right here?”

Oh thank god, You sighed, rubbing your head. “Oh, yea, I do.” You weren’t sure what you would do if he was mentioning the sexual tension between the two of you. “Seonghwa,” You moaned at the light massaging he did to your arm.

And it was no joke that Seonghwa enjoyed it. He wanted to hear it over and over again. Even if it was through something as simple as this, as simple as just touching you in the most innocent way he believed possible. The blood that began to rush through his body to the tip of his cock ran hot, wanting any way to release itself from the confinement. And as an act of pure lust, Seonghwa pulled your body into arms, his chest flush against your back.

The connection caused you to go red in the face. Anyone would know that what you felt on your lower back, was not the normal density of a dick. Well, not normal when they weren’t aroused. “Seonghwa, what are you doing?” You needed to play innocent. You didn’t want to embarrass him.

“Wanna hold you… Haven’t got to all day.”

Seonghwa often got like this, and when he got like this, sweet pecks turn into spicy make out sessions. Not that you hated them, but-

Your thoughts stop at the feeling of Seonghwa picking you up bridal style, into his lap – a common position for you two – and ran his thumb over your bottom lip. “You’re so pretty,” Seonghwa whispered, leaning forward to gave a gentle kiss. A gentle kiss that signaled the need he desperately needed to handle. “Y/N, you’re the prettiest beautiful girl I’ve ever seen in my life.” He bumped his forehead against yours, “I… I love you.”

The confession had you stunned. Of course, as friends, you two said you had loved each other as a tearful goodbye before seeing each other the next day, but… this one felt so much more different. And you couldn’t help but agree with his statement. “I love you…” You whispered, breath ghosting against his lips.

Seonghwa shifted, moving you so you laid on the couch, “Do you think… we can…” He cut himself off, “How… How do I phrase this without sounding like a freak?” Seonghwa hovered over you, his arms on either side of your head before he backed away, “Nevermind. Let’s just lay down.”

All hopes of keeping your virginity for even another night went out the window. Your hopes of wearing white any longer with a nice glow was gone. As if by reading his mind, you smiled, pulling him closer again “Yes, Seonghwa, I want to.”

“What?”

“I want to… do it.” The entire phrase felt foreign to your tongue, causing you to giggle, “That sounds weird.”

Seonghwa shook his head, “No, no. It sounds perfect when you say it.” His cheeks were dusted a sweet cherry red and he smiled his perfect smile. “I can’t wait to make you mine.” He leaned forward again, pressing his swollen lips to your own, slowly sliding his hand up your shirt to run his thumb over your hip. “You’re so prefect for me…” Seonghwa mumbled against your lips, “I bet you fit around my cock so well.”

The lewd words spilling from his lips made you shiver, “Seonghwa…” You sighed.

Seonghwa’s hand trailed further up your chest, pulling the shirt under your chin, “You’re so perfect. God, I can’t stop thinking about it.” His thumb ran over a hardening bud that caused an electric shock to roll down your spine, rubbing his other hand against your hip. “Are you wet, baby?”

Taking your bottom lip in between your teeth, you nod, your hips ever so gently bucking into his hand. This feeling was completely foreign to you, and although it was a whole new boundary of your life, it excites you. It excites you to think about the new world Seonghwa and you both would be exploring together.

Pulling his wallet from his pocket, he plucked a condom from a card holder before throwing it onto the living room table beside you.

“Did you plan this?” You teased.

Seonghwa smiled, “For quite some time, actually.” He played along, ripping the package open before moving his hands to his sweatpants. “But, the time has just never been right.”

"And by that, you mean...?"

"I mean, Wooyoung bursting down the door saying that he nearly lit the kitchen on fire." Seonghwa chuckled, rolling the condom over his cock.

You blushed slightly, feeling embarrassed all of the sudden, "Oh, yeah... Dark day that was."

Seonghwa chuckled, "But enough about the boys," he whispered, "Let's try to find a cure for this predicament you have, baby." His hand leading down to your pajama bottoms and skillfully found your clit.

Softly, you moaned, your hands flying up to his hair.

Sure, you've had some experience with masturbating, and sure, you've had some close calls with Seonghwa, but it was almost always over clothes, and to feel his nimble fingers flicking at your clit, you could feel the heat start to cover your body, almost increasing the tension in the room.

Seonghwa kissed at your neck, looking at the blush covering your face as he continued to rub your clit, before snowy dipping his fingers in your hole, groaning, "Fuck, baby, you're so wet." He whispered in a deeper tone, his voice getting raspy, "You're so loose, baby. Were you preparing yourself just for me?"

You whined at the feeling of his fingers in you; scissoring his fingers, brushing against your spot, and rubbing. You felt everything tenfold. And you didn't want it to stop.

Seonghwa began to pull your bottoms off, using his opposite hand to push them off your legs, "Are you ready, baby?"

You let out a lewd moan, before nodding your head, "Y-Yes..." You said below a whisper, your hands never leaving his hair.

Seonghwa lifted you up just a bit, before removing his fingers and slowly sliding his covered cock in replacement.

You felt yourself stretch over the girth, letting out a grunt of pain, your hand reaching down to grab his own.

"It's okay, baby, I'll go slow." He whispered, slowly pushing inside you. Seonghwa released a groan, "Fuck, so warm." He spoke into your ear, "Can I move?"

You felt the tears coupling at your eyes, nodding gently, your grip on his hand growing tighter as he began to thrust into you.

Seonghwa's pace started slow, before it quickened, his hand pressing down on your stomach, feeling himself inside you, "Feel that, baby? That's me." He moaned, "God, you feel so good, baby. I could do this all day."

As his thrusts grew faster, you felt your heart beat in your eyes, ears, in your head. The feeling was euphoric, but... painful? If you learned anything from your health class, it was that the first time can be painful, because it's new and stuff doesn't "naturally" go in, but it comes out, but you felt your legs shaking from it.

You could feel him inside you, and it felt weird to you. It wasn't something you were used to.

Seonghwa paused for a second before he leaned you forward, putting you into a doggy-style position, before he gripped your hips and began to pound into you.

"God... f-fuck..." He groaned, "You're such a good girl, taking all of me like it's nothing."

There were tears falling down your cheeks, and you covered your mouth to hide the whimpers that escaped your lips. There was so much pain from this action that you could feel your abdomen beginning to twist, causing the pain to be a lot more than it might've been if you were experienced.

Seonghwa watched you, grabbing your arms and pulling them behind your back, "Let me hear you, princess." He growled, "Wanna hear everything..."

"H-Hwa..." You whimpered, your entire body tightening.

Seonghwa chuckled with a sinister smile, "Feel good, princess? You like when I fuck you?" He bit his lip, "Fuck, I'm already so close. I've been thinking about fucking you for so long." He slapped your backside, "How pretty you'd look begging me to go harder, how beautiful you'd look." He groaned, "Shit..."

You bit the cushion to the couch, the tears staining the fabric.

Seonghwa groaned, gripping your hips, "Come for me, baby." He leaned his chest against your back.

Seonghwa reached his climax, feeling how close the two of you were, grunting as he paused to finish inside the condom and hold you against him.

And once he did, he held you close to him again, his arms wrapped around your torso, pulling you back so you leaned against him.

You sniffled, wiping your cheeks with your hand and began to pant heavily, your nose stuffy.

Seonghwa moved your hair from your face, wiping your cheeks, "Are you okay, baby? Too much?"

You nodded, gasping for air.

Seonghwa cooed softly, "Here, wait a moment." He pulled his cock from your hole, and it ached in pain as you sit there, sighing as you tried to catch a grip.

You just had an intimate moment with your boyfriend and all you could think about was how much pain you were in. Seonghwa pulled the condom off, tying it tightly, and discarded it on his sweatpants as a reminder to throw it out.

Seonghwa lifted you into his arms, and brought you to the bathroom to clean you up.

You wouldn't describe it as bad, per se. You just wished you wouldn't have gotten caught up with yourself and agreed to do it when you were already in pain from this unknown reason.

"Here, baby, use the restroom. You don't wanna get a UTI," he rubbed your head, kissing your forehead softly, "I'll run a bath and then we can watch a movie, okay?"

You sniffed again, nodding, and grabbing a piece of toilet paper to wipe your eyes and blow your nose.

Seonghwa squatted beside you, rubbing your head, "What's wrong, baby?" He asked softly, noticing you were crying a lot more than he expected, "Was it too much?"

You sniffed again, "It... it was a little much for my first time." You whispered, catching your breath in your throat, "And... my abdomen felt like it was on fire." You rubbed your stomach, "But, it wasn't bad, feeling wise."

Seonghwa's eyes widened, "Wait, your first time?"

"Y-yeah..." You nodded, "I thought you knew I'm a virgin... or well, was..."

Seonghwa immediately getting embarrassed covered himself with his shirt, "Wait, that was your first time? Ever?"

"Yes." You chuckled, "I mean, I've had experience with a vibrator, but I never put it in... inside me." You hiccuped.

Using a free hand, Seonghwa pushed his sweat laced hair back, "If I knew it was your first time, I wouldn't have went so rough." He sighed, "I thought you had some experience."

You shook your head, "What's wrong?"

Seonghwa shook his head, "I just wish I knew." He shrugged, "If I had known that it was your first time, ever, I would've went slower, more sensual." He looked to you, "Is that why you were crying?"

"Not because I lost my virginity, no." You whispered, "I'm crying because it hurt." You laughed.

Seonghwa felt wracked with guilt, running his hand in the water that filled the bathtub. He felt like he just ruined your first time experiencing sex as an entirety. He felt like what he did just ruined your perception of sex as a whole.

"Hey, Hwa." You called to him, flushing and washing your hands, "I'm not angry at you. I probably should've said something, but I didn't." You sat on the bathroom floor beside his leg, "Because I wanted to experience it with you." You kissed his kneecap.

Seonghwa almost couldn't look at you, he didn't wanna see the puffy, red eyes that he caused.

"It was my own fault for not saying anything and letting it continue." You whispered, "And, it was also letting my fault for letting myself getting ahead myself. I should've put a hold on it so I wasn't in pain."

Seonghwa looked at you, kissing your head, "I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize." You chuckled, "It wasn't your fault."

Seonghwa pulled you closer to him, hugging you and kissing you again, "After this, we're definitely gonna have to come up with a safe word."

You laughed, "But, until then, I'll definitely take you up on that bath and movie."

Seonghwa smiled, "It's all ready." He nodded to the bath.

You chuckled, climbing in after taking off your top.

Seonghwa laughed, doing the same and following you in.

After the bath, you both watched a movie and cuddled up until Seonghwa had to leave the next morning and go to work.

You went to the doctor and found out that your abdomen was in pain from just a little indigestion, which you were happy wasn't fatal.

You'd definitely have to take Seonghwa up on his offer for another round, once the pain subsides in the next day or two.

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wonwooverse · 1 year

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Hiii 🤍🤍

Can I request a no-nut-November smut with female reader and dom Jongho? y/n teases him with pics and text messages literally anything to get him riled up and he ends up giving in in the end🧍🏽‍♀️

all I can think of is that one clip of him man spreading on stage recently... the stare??? it screams dom energy

it had been absolute torture for him for the past week. He and the members had made a bet for no-nut-November, to see who could last the longest without breaking like most guys do. however, it was 5 days in and his resolve was breaking.. fast.

he was wishing he hadn't mentioned it to you at all because as soon as he did, you seemed to make it your life mission to get him to lose this bet. you have tried everything that you could think of, every little trick in the book but so far, he was giving you nothing.

not letting this stop you though, waiting for the night you and the guys were all hanging out together having little party just with the group, making sure that you were dressed in jongho's favourite outfit and with your makeup just the way he enjoys, sitting on the opposite side of the room to him and your plan was in motion.

as he was mid-conversation with yeosang, you pulled out your phone and quickly looked through the photos you had taken the day before, all decked out in gorgeous lingerie and posed in front of the floor-length mirror in your shared bedroom. choosing a few of the best and sending them to jongho, sliding your phone away and waiting for his reaction.

thankfully he had finished his conversation before looking at his phone but when he eventually did? you knew you had finally got him right where you wanted. as calm as he could he put his phone away and looked over to you with a heated gaze, "y/n, can I speak to you please? in the kitchen." he says, trying to sound as normal as possible.

before you could fully cross the threshold of the kitchen, he had you pushed up against the counter with his hand loosely gripping your throat, "is this what you wanted? huh? wanted to get me all riled up and i'd fuck you into the middle of next week?" all you can do is smirk and nod back at him and he snaps, "we're leaving, now"

#jongho #jongho ateez #jongho smut #jongho ateez smut #jongho blurb #jongho ateez blurb #ateez #ateez smut #ateez blurb #kpop #kpop smut #kpop blurb

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bvidzsoo · 23 days

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Stern, but sweet

✎ Teacher!San ✎

TW: nothing, just San being soft and hansome

Word count: 1.2k

A/N: Helleur, lovelies! As you can see, those pictures are from San's latest YouTube live, which means I was inspired by it (dies). Also, it's the first time San bias wrecked me and I sincerely hope it stays that way, I've already got 3 official wreckers (dies again). Idk what this is, but he gave me cute aggression and at the same time the need to crawl up a wall...how is that possible? Anyways, enjoy, feedback is always welcomed!

so, you had been working at this school for a year now and you absolutely loved your job

the kids are lovely and you happened to grow attached to them quite fast, wanting to ensure they got the adequate education

but when it comes to your colleagues, well, they are quite boring

most of them are well past the age of 40 and they prefer going straight home after work, most of times refusing your invitations for a dinner between co-workers

and it also doesn't help much that you're a lot younger than most, making you feel left out when you hear them conversing about topics that you're either not interested in or just simply don't understand, like: raising children and maintaining a family at home

but when one of the homeroom teacher moves away and the school is in a frenzy to find someone fit for the job, a man around your age seems to confidently accept the challenge

Choi San, is his name

and my lord, when I tell you he's absolutely ravishing with his sharp eyes and soft looking skin

he looks like someone who would discipline you at the slightest misbehavior, and you don't know how to feel about it at first

but then he smiles and those cute dimples in his cheeks make you absolutely swoon over him, his aura so warm and lovely

you've come to know that Choi San is a man with a colorful personality

in his own class, he's very authoritative and stern, he doesn't allow his students to slack, and he doesn't accept any excuses as to why they haven't done their math homework

but San is an amazing teacher, and despite his subject being math, which many students tend to hate, those who he teaches just simply can't wait for his class to come

despite being stern and quite serious, he always cracks harmless jokes while explaining the hardest equations and theories, lightening the mood, and also helping the students focus

they love San in and outside of the classroom

whenever they have a problem, they know they can go to him as he will listen, giving them smart advice instead of rolling his eyes at them and telling them to get lost (like their last homeroom teacher had done so many times)

when there's a conflict, he first listens to both sides and then comes up with a solution (or punishment) that is fair and doesn't favor a student (like their previous homeroom teacher had done quite often)

but San, with his positive and warm energy, seems to also light up your office, the grumpy older teachers laughing a bit more often, a lot more open-minded with San here now

and well, you're a simple woman and you can't really help yourself when you start swooning over him (of course, when he's not watching you or paying attention to you) about just how perfect, and dreamy, he actually is

San was the one to approach you, and you quite liked that as he talked to you freely as if you had known each other for ages

you feel your most authentic self around him, never having to worry that he'll judge you or make fun of you behind your back (like you have caught a few of your fellow co-workers doing so before)

and seriously, San is just so good with children, that you can't help yourself as you develop a crush on him rapidly

and you hope he doesn't notice the way you gaze at him longingly when he's explaining something thoroughly to his students, or pats them on the head as encouragement, or even brings them candy so he can give it as a reward when they excel on their tests

and you certainly hope he doesn't see the way you stare at him for minutes at a time when you're both in your office, your cubicles next to each other, him busy typing on his computer and you busy...well staring at San

and you definitely do not absolutely die when one Friday he asks if you're doing anything later that night, eager to go to the new Amusement Park, saying he was thinking of inviting a few other colleagues as well since he's on good terms with them

you hate Amusement Parks, but if San loves them, well...you might grow to dislike them a little less

and so you definitely do not dress up all cute and spend two hours on your makeup and hair just because San invited you (and your colleagues, but you tend to ignore that part) out

what the two of you absolutely do not expect is for your colleagues to bail on you last minute, all of them saying the same excuse, "something came up, but we should go next time"

and perhaps you die a little on the inside, because you suddenly realize just how of an awkward person the both of you are, blushing and quickly avoiding eye contact when you catch the other one already looking

you don't want to tell San that you're afraid of heights and anything that goes with high speed when he points excitedly at the large roller-coaster, telling you how he's been waiting all day to go on it

you say nothing, you suck it up, because you're an adult and this is your work crush, and perhaps because the way San has been paying attention to you all evening, keeping people away from your body in the crowd as you moved around, or how without touching you, would hold his arm out behind your back when someone walked too close, made you feel rather comfortable in his presence

so, you brace yourself for the ride and certainly don't tremble as San helps you inside the cabin, sitting down next to you

once you're tied up and secured inside of it, is when you start praying to all Gods to give you strength so that you don't lose your mind during the ride

what you don't expect is San noticing how nervous and pale you are, grabbing your hand and interlacing your fingers with his as the ride takes off, making you clutch onto his hand for dear life

and the ride is so much fun that you're surprised how much you're enjoying it, but perhaps it's also because San keeps making you laugh and keeps talking to you, holding onto you

what you don't expect, once again, is him not letting go of your hand once you get off the ride, and instead he pulls you towards a photobooth, saying he wants to commemorate tonight's 'date'

oh, and you certainly don't faint when San decides to press a kiss against your cheek as the camera goes off for the last photo

seems like your work crush was crushing back on you, huh?

(seems like all of your coworkers knew about it and cancelled last minute on purpose as they've been secretly shipping the two of you and making bets about when you'd finally start dating)

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hi bunny! <33 i wanted to ask if you could do a little fic of how the ateez boys (specifically jjong) would be like during aftercare ❤️ after a rougher session— i’m in need of comforty cute stuff rn lmao 😭 no pressure ofc! luv u bun bun 🫶

aftercare w/ateez

hongjoong

i feel like hongjoong is very prepared for aftercare, especially if he knows in advance that it’s going to be a rougher session

like he already has a glass of water and a snack bar on the nightstand ready to go

coos and praises you as he breaks the bar into tiny pierces and slides them between your lips with his fingers

will absolutely force you to pee and shower once he thinks you’ve got your energy up enough to walk to the bathroom

stays with you the whole time you pee, and slides into the shower beside you to wash your hair

unlike some of the others i don’t believe that the shower will to anything else because hongjoong has a modicum of self control and can see you naked without going feral…

seonghwa

seonghwa’s first instinct is to go and grab a washcloth from the bathroom so he can wipe down the mess between your legs

of course, while he’s in the bathroom, he kills two birds with one stone and begins to draw a bath for you

wipes down your sticky skin with the warm cloth, all while whispering praises

‘i know you’re sensitive but you’re being such a good girl by letting me clean you! just a little more and it’ll be over, my darling.’

once you’re somewhat clean he guides you to the bathroom and helps you into the bath before going to chance the sheets

comes back the second they’re changed and in the washer so he can sit on the side of the tub and watch you with a pretty smile

yunho

cuddly boy!!

will literally just hold you to his chest and stroke his hand up and down your spine while the two of you return your breathing to normal

isn’t so fussy about the ‘clean’ aspect of it all, but will definitely make you go pee because we do not want any UTI’s in this house!

and once you’re finished peeing, he just ticks you back into his nice strong arms and lets you fall to sleep in his grasp

he trusts you enough to know that you’ll tell him if you need anything else; water, a snack, all that jazz

he also knows you enough to know that is so incredibly rare that you’ll want anything other than him and his warm cuddles

because let’s be real, lying on top of yunho with your head tucked into his neck and his long arms holding you in place is actually the best feeling in the world

yeosang

you know my thoughts on yeosang’s sex style so i also have to assume that he takes his job of aftercare very seriously

it’s half a guilt thing because baby boy went so hard that now he has to take care of you; he needs to know that you’re okay and he didn’t do too much

he starts by wiping you down and you’re guaranteed to be oversensitive, but he just shushes you and tells you how well you’re doing

ideally he’d like you to shower, but you’re too boneless right now and he doesn’t want to leave you for long enough to run a bath

and when he’s all done cleaning you up, he’ll hold a straw to your mouth, watching you as gulp down the water he brought you

i can see him needing his own validation as well so he asks you plenty of questions

did he go to far? did you like it when he did that one thing? were you having as much fun as he was? he really is desperate to know that you were having a good time

san

san is so fucking clingy that from the moment he goes soft, he will not let you out if his sight

he won’t send you to the bathroom yourself with promises of cuddles when you get back; why would he when he can follow you in there to hold your hand while you pee?

and while you’re in the shower you better let this man wash your hair, your body, your face, anything he can, unless you want him to pout

sits you on the toilet seat while he brushes your teeth; it’s cute but you can’t help but feel shy as he holds your jaw and looks down at you

and then when he’s sure you’re squeaky clean and happy, he bundles you up in his arms and drags you back to bed with him

from which there will be no escape, by the way; if you even dream about getting out of bed, san will be pouting and complaining

mingi

i like to think that he puts his mind, body and soul into sex, so he’s probably just as tired as you when it’s over

ideally, he’d just like to stay in bed with you, but he knows you have to replenish yourself, so he sets you little tasks

“can you go get a wash cloth from the bathroom so i can wipe you down?”, “go piss, girl. i’ll be right here waiting for you.”

and you best believe that after every single task you complete, he’s praising you like you’ve just cured world hunger or something

lips pressed against yours, letting you know just how good you are for him and how proud he is of you for doing what he asks

it’s safe to say youre leave your submissive headspace any time soon, not when mingi has you in his grasp, whispering sweet praises in your ear

wooyoung

wooyoung likes to do everything for you and if he even catches you lifting a finger he will become the most annoying person to ever walk this earth

like he’ll be getting you a glass of water and he’ll come back to the bedroom to see you with a tissue between your legs and all he can thing is how dare you?

literally storms over and takes it away from you before continuing the job himself, muttering under his breath as he cleans you up

“you weren’t so independent when you were begging for my dick, hm?” he scowls, “you need me to fuck you properly, so what makes you think you don’t need to help you with this too?”

like honestly, he’s kind of mean with it but with his gentle touch and the tiny kisses that he’s pressing to your thighs, you know he isn’t actually mad

just being his regular wooyoung-ish self…

jongho

oh you think he’s a teddy bear? wrong; during aftercare you’re his teddy bear and there’s nothing you can do about it!

because he’s way too strong for you to escape from the grasp he has on you, no matter how much wriggling you do

it’s fine though, because jongho always keeps. a bottle of water by his bed and a few snacks in his drawer and a pack of baby wipes too

you literally don’t even have to move from his arms for him to take care of you; everything you need is right there!

of course when you tell him you need to use the bathroom he’s pouting, but then you tell him he can come with you and he’s happy again

he doesn’t consider the fact that he can’t squeeze you to death when you’re actually on the loo, so when he realises that he’s pouting again

literally clings to you the moment you stand up, wasting no time in dragging you back to bed for more cuddles

#ateez x reader #ateez fanfic #ateez scenarios #ateez fluff #ateez fic #ateez headcanons #ateez blurbs

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