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hyunbaes · 2 years
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masterlist ♡
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hi! my name is didi and i occasionally write cix content ♡
bx ✰
[1:27am]
— the one where your boyfriend falls asleep during your late night study sesssion
seunghun ✰
[2:17am]
— the one where you can’t sleep without your boyfriend next to you
yonghee ✰
[1:25am]
— the one where your boyfriend protects you from the storm
[2:17am]
— the one where it’s your favorite boys birthday
jinyoung ✰
[12:12am]
— the one where you’re secretly in love with your bestfriend
hyunsuk ✰
[12:10am]
— the one where you stargaze with your boyfriend
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lattenha · 2 years
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wrong but it feels so right — Y. KEEHO
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a relationship gone stale causes you to indulge in some company and attention from someone other than your boyfriend, who’s been falling short of it. ft. non-idol!keeho (p1harmony) x gn!reader genre! pining (one sided but eventually becomes mutual), kind-of first meeting w/c! 2633
warnings! drinking, relationship going astray, implied cheating (reader is kissed despite already having a bf), mentions of side characters non-idol!eric, hyunjin, baejin, heesung, hyunjun (former tbz member)
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you stared at the blank ceiling above, wondering what it would be like if everything just collapsed on you and came falling down. would you make the effort to run and escape possible life threatening injuries, or would you rather continue to lay in bed and accept what the universe has planned for you.
you’re not sure how to put it in a coherent sentence but lately everything just feels off to you, like there’s some entity looming over your shoulder or that there’s a new chemical reaction that changed the molecules floating in the air wherever you go. perhaps it’s one of those mercury in retrograde periods that the astrology enthusiasts talk about on the spiritual side of tiktok. whatever it may be, you’re hoping that this is a temporary rut and nothing permanent
the silent vibration of your phone signaling an incoming call interrupts your philosophical thoughts. you reach over the nightstand and pluck the device out of its charger just in time to answer on the third ring.
“hello?”
“babe! the guys and i are going to hyunjun’s to drink. probably hang out as well of course. you wanna come?”
your eyes dart to the digital clock sitting prettily on your desk as it collects dust. the time reads thirty two minutes after six p.m. you tug your bottom lip between your teeth, contemplating the option of staying home for the rest of the evening of tagging along with your boyfriend to go to his friend’s place who you barely know.
spoiler alert, you opted for the latter.
“gimme like 10 minutes to get ready?”
“alright, i’ll be over soon. love ya,”
you swallowed and let out a shaky laugh. “you too, babe.”
the line went dead meaning the call had ended. your phone dropped to your side and you craned your neck to look up at the sight of your boring ceiling. what’s the probability that you come crashing down on me in this very moment?
not as likely as you hoped it would.
your boyfriend arrived promptly after you shot him a text to inform him that you were dressed and ready to go. not without missing the smiley face that you habitually added to the end of your sentence. the silly little emoticon that felt like it was taunting you with colons for eyes and parentheses for a mouth. wonder which genius was the first to come up with that when texting became a thing.
tonight was nothing special, to you at least, which meant having the opportunity to dress casual and comfortable. if this were dinner at a fancy restaurant or a planned date (something that your boyfriend hasn’t taken you out on for more than a couple of months), then your outfit would be the complete opposite of what you were currently wearing. cargos with an oversized zip-up hoodie and an l.a dodger’s baseball cap.
but because tonight was neither dinner at a fancy restaurant nor a thought-out date with a well prepared itinerary, there was no reason for you to dress-to-impress. not even for your boyfriend. eight and a half months of dating changes you when you reach that stage of absolute comfortability with each other. at least you guess so.
the two of you arrived at hyunjun’s with less than 15 minutes to spare. your boyfriend led you to the backyard where the rest of his social circle was, fingers lazily entwined together. the sounds of your footsteps shuffling against the grass sparked his friends attention and they all perked up delighted to see your boyfriend’s impending arrival (not yours). he dropped his grasp from yours to which you frowned ever so slightly at. you stood off to the side as you watched them dap each other up and do that bro hug with the pat on the back thing that guys usually do when they greet one another.
“sup y/n,” one of them nodded at you, being the first to acknowledge your presence, and you did your best to smile in a non-awkward way.
you gave him a small wave and muttered a shy “hi” under your breath, barely loud enough for him to hear you over the chatter of seven guys talking in unison.
“want a shot? it’s strawberry soju, your favorite~” he sing-songed, shaking the bottle in a tempting manner and a shot glass ready in his other hand like he wasn't excepting "no" for an answer.
not even your own boyfriend knew you liked strawberry flavored soju.
“why the fuck not,” you shrugged. giggling when he praised you as you downed the shot in one go, scrunching your face at the slight sting of the alcohol sliding down your throat. the sweet warmth of the liquid settling in your stomach. no matter how many given occasions that you’ve drank soju each time feels like it’s the first for you.
hyunjin refilled your glass and invited you to sit next to him. your boyfriend already made himself comfortable in the seat between eric and baejin who were directly across of you.
it only took him two whole minutes into the night to forget about you.
new world record.
“is anyone else drinking? can i just have this entire bottle to myself?” you shamelessly asked, pointing to the strawberry soju that was perspiring on top of the cooler that hyunjin offered you not long ago.
“knock yourself out, shortcake.”
if you were going to make it through tonight and sit idly while your boyfriend subconsciously pretends he doesn’t have a significant other to tend to, then you were going to need more than two puny baby shots of soju.
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“i needa use the bathroom…” you announced to no one in particular as if your whereabouts really mattered to anyone here.
you stood up from the lawn chair and slipped into the house through the sliding door, struggling to close it behind you before venturing off to the bathroom. if your memory serves you right you’ll find your destination down the hallway second door on the left. sadly, to your dismay, it was currently occupied by someone else who beat you to it.
your arms folded, leaning against the wall to support your weight, while [im]patiently waiting for the person on the other side.
five minutes or so passed and you began to wonder if whoever was on the toilet was taking a shit or possibly puking up their insides into the bowl with their pitiful head hanging low.
whatever it was that they were doing, if you have to stand in the hallway for another 60 seconds you were not going to hesitate to pound your fists on the damn door demanding them to hurry up with their fucking business because there’s other people in this world who need to use the bath—
something clicked and your posture straightened itself at the mere noise. you looked away when you heard someone fumble with the door knob and pretended to fixate your attention on the imaginary speckles of dust in the air.
“oh fu— my bad, sorry, i made you wait that long.” a masculine voice lulled your eyesight onto him.
he’s hot. wait— um, hello? you literally have a boyfriend. there’s no way you were willing to let yourself feed into that thought.
“it’s alright. please tell me you at least sprayed something in there. i don’t think i can hold my breath any longer than 15 seconds at best.”
laughter erupted from the male, unsure if your playful remark was that funny to elicit a chuckle out of someone in the first place.
“don’t worry i didn’t do a number two if that’s what you’re thinking.” he wipes his hands on his pants and you stifle the urge to cringe at his mannerisms. at least he washed them unlike most guys you know. “you going in?”
“o-oh. y-yes, thank you.”
you duck your head and give the stranger a small smile as you close the door gently, locking it soon after. a heavy sigh you weren’t even aware of that you were holding back finally slips past your lips, and you observe your reflection in the mirror. completely flustered, like you just ran into a hallway crush and that was your first real interaction with them.
the waft of scented soap was strong that the smell of coconut-vanilla lingered on your skin. you dried your hands on the stray towel hanging from the rack and stopped in your tracks to fix your hair for the nth time that evening out of anxious habit. a startled squeak bubbled from your throat when you opened the door revealing the (hot) stranger who was standing in your previous spot in the hallway.
he craned his neck to look up from his phone. his gaze slowly trailed your figure from bottom to top as he respectfully studied your image. you stared back at him with doe eyes shrinking into your hoodie when his eyes remained idle on you far too long for comfort. sure, he was hot, and part of you felt guilty for wanting to think that he was checking you out, but his blank expression made it challenging to read his thoughts.
the corner of his lip upturned ever so slightly into a smirk.
"finally done?"
you scoffed, fighting the urge to roll your eyes at his attempt to jokingly jab at you. "at least i wasn't in there for 30 minutes unlike some people."
the ravenette chuckled and it almost summoned you to your knees.
stand up, y/n! stand up! you have a boyfriend outside.
"i'm keeho, by the way. i don't think we've really formally met or talked outside of this friend circle."
keeho, huh? come to think of it, you've never really seen him at these types of gatherings nor did you recognize him in the small crowd of your boyfriend's friends who were clustered in the backyard. you could easily put a name to a face that you knew of but tonight was definitely a first for bumping into keeho.
"i'm y/n,"
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you snorted at keeho's lame joke and immediately slapped your hand over your mouth with eyes as wide as saucers. keeho laughed amusingly at your reaction, slapping his hand against the marble counter and almost knocking down the bottle of soju that the two of you were sharing. you furrowed your brows. cheeks reddening due to the alcohol in your system and not the fact that his cackled laughter added to his established personality.
"stop laughing!" you shoved his shoulder but keeho showed no sign of stopping any time soon. grumbling to yourself under your breath, you took another swig of shoju and wiped the few drops of liquid on your lips with the back of your hand.
"i'm sorry, i'm sorry—" keeho's manic episode of laughter subsided and he poured himself another shot. "it was just cute how shocked you look, i wish you could've seen your face."
he just called you 'cute.'
your heart palpitated at the nonchalant comment and almost jumped right of your chest.
alarms were blaring inside your head but you subconsciously decided to ignore it and shove it into the shadows of the depths of your mind.
this was increasingly becoming dangerous and you were damn well aware of it. just two steps away from crossing forbidden territory and two steps away from sabotaging eight months of a relationship that, admittedly, you were no longer happy with.
did that make things morally right? no.
but whatever this tension you deluded yourself into thinking was there between you and keeho, it needed to be put out before a flame could possibly ignite.
keeho's face softened as he noticed the distant glint behind your eyes. he bit his lip, a little harsher than he intended to, and contemplated if the high dive would be worth sacrificing the short amount of time that he got to learn more about you over the course of the night.
he briefly turned his attention to the guy sitting outside. with sharp, piercing eyes, he narrowed on the sight of the individual drinking and laughing in utmost mockery. keeho may be out of the loop despite his association with your boyfriend's circle of friends but he was never close to them to begin with. he’s not sure why he continues to stay when he clearly doesn’t like half of the people here at hyunjun’s place; your boyfriend included.
however, the person sitting next to him is a reminder why.
keeho has always known of you.
he knows that about a week ago you just recently hit your eight month milestone with heesung. why and how he knows this information? well, let’s just say keeho was coincidentally there to witness the day that heesung asked you out with your favorite boba and a shiba inu plushie.
he knows your contact name stored in heesung’s phone because you called him five times, back-to-back, to which heesung ignored. it was game night at eric’s and while your boyfriend was too busy trying to win first place in every race of the mushroom cup in mario kart, ‘y/n ❤️’ was there on the other end of the phone anxiously biting on their fingernails hoping to get a single word out of their boyfriend.
he knows that you went to hyunjun for advice on what to get a guy for their birthday because you wanted it to be special and had the boys help you plan a surprise party for heesung.
he knows that in the past two and a half months heesung has been distant with you, stopped putting in the effort to take you out on dates, and only keeps you around to save face. your boyfriend’s ego is bigger than what’s in his pants, and him making the first move to break up with you will paint him out to be the bad guy when he was the one who fell first.
it pained keeho knowing that you were completely oblivious to all of this, or, at least most of this that is.
he saw it when you first arrived to hyunjun’s. the frown on your lips when heesung dropped your hand.
he saw it in your eyes. the way you’d look off into space as if you didn’t belong here and were solemnly forgotten of.
he’s been in the background for a while now. the time he spent as a side character in the plot of the drama had to end at some point.
fuck it.
keeho leaned in close, fingers gingerly brushing back the strands of hair that fell in front of your face, tucking your locks behind your ear and choosing to avoid the way that your pupils were practically shaking.
the unthinkable happened and you silently thanked the universe that you didn’t have to make the first move in order to confirm if what you were feeling was a facade of a pile of disappointment from these past two, almost three, months.
keeho pressed a chaste kiss to the corner of your lips. his tiers loitered there long enough for someone to easily walk in on you two. your fingers grasped onto the material of his sweater and you nearly whined when he pulled away.
there’s no use in denying it any longer and it wasn’t the soju talking.
you were slightly buzzed yet sober enough to comprehend what was happening, and as much as the old you would let the guilt tear you apart inside, you could not care less.
it was wrong. all of this was. but why did it feel so right.
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minghaoyoudoin · 2 years
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CIX reactions to you reading their smut 🖤
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rating: fluff / smut
warnings: suggestive, idol!cix, boyfriend!cix, fem!reader, mentions of sexual situations, unprotected sex, a tiny mention of a mirror kink, and just a dash of jealousy, minors dni!!!
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Lee Byounggon
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Your eyes widened with every word you read. People actually thought these things about Byounggon?
Perhaps it was a bit weird to be sitting at your kitchen table on a Sunday morning reading very explicit things about your boyfriend asleep in the next room, but you were engrossed. You hadn't even thought of some of the things this writer was describing. And despite yourself, your stomach was heating more with every word.
You were so caught up with what not-Byounggon was doing to this fictional girl that you didn't even hear him approach.
"What are you reading?" His breath tickled your ear, making you jump so hard that you almost flew across the room. You immediately smacked your phone to your chest in an attempt to hide the contents of your phone screen.
But by the expression on his face, you were already caught.
"N-nothing..." You gulped at the lust that was beginning to creep into his gaze. His eyes narrowed and he cocked his head, leaning in as if he meant to kiss you. Your stomach did a little flip, the place between your legs already impossibly warm and aching for him.
"Didn't look like nothing to me," Byounggon murmured, his eyes watching your mouth. He swallowed and you couldn't help but watch as his throat bobbed. "Did you like what I was doing in that little scene of yours?"
Struck by sudden confidence, you breathlessly nodded.
"Care to try it in real life?" You whispered. Byounggon couldn't say yes fast enough, wordlessly responding to your question by crushing his lips to yours.
rest of the members under the cut!
Kim Seunghun
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"You've got to be kidding," you gasped out loud. You swore to yourself that you would stop reading, but you hadn't expected it to be so good. The Seunghun on your phone was going down on the reader, the portrayal scarily accurate to the way your boyfriend acted in real life.
You were dumbfounded. How did the writer know?
You couldn't help but get a little flustered as you read, rubbing your thighs together to gain some sort of friction as fake-Seunghun brought the reader to their third orgasm.
Without warning, your phone was plucked from your hands.
You shot up from the couch, screeching at the very real Seunghun to give it back as he pranced away cackling. You wrestled with him a moment, desperate to get your phone back before he could see the filth you'd been drinking like fine wine.
Too late. Seunghun caught sight of one particularly naughty word and froze in his tracks. And, to your chagrin, began to read aloud.
You chased him around your shared apartment as he continued to do a dramatic reading, becoming more breathless the longer he read. At last, you didn't have the energy to pursue him anymore.
You collapsed back onto the couch, your head in your hands. He'd have to get bored eventually, right?
Wrong, considering the way you spent the rest of your day at the mercy of his tongue and fingers.
Kim Yonghee
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You weren't sure whether to be humiliated or painfully turned on by the post you stumbled upon a few minutes ago. It was by far the most explicit thing you'd ever read, and it was about your boyfriend, of all people. You found some comfort, however, in knowing that whoever had written this didn't really know Yonghee at all.
The fictional version of your boyfriend was taking his partner from behind, using her body without a care for her own comfort or need for control in the situation. And though what you read interested you, real Yonghee, your Yonghee, was without a doubt the sweetest man you'd ever met, probably incapable of doing such a thing. You loved him more than the moon loved the stars.
It was at that moment you heard keys jangling in the front door lock. You sprang to your feet and nearly threw your phone across the room, terrified that Yonghee would see what you'd been doing.
When he at last rounded the corner into the living room, you were awkwardly standing in the middle of the carpet, looking very much like a guilty puppy.
He raised his eyebrows. "What are you doing?"
"Nothinghowwasyourday?" You rushed. Yonghee's lips thinned, obviously aware that you were lying, and your shoulders slumped. Wordlessly, you extended your phone to him so he could see.
The second he processed the words on the screen, his cheeks flooded with color. "This...is about me."
"Yeah."
He looked from the phone to you and back again, his eyebrows furrowed. Completely on accident, your gaze drifted south and your mouth fell open at the realization that he was hard.
"Do you..." he took a shaky breath and offered a sweet smile, "...maybe want to try this?"
Bae Jinyoung
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This was, without a doubt, the hottest thing you'd ever read. You were reading so fast the letters blurred, completely entranced by the vulgar situation playing out in your imagination.
Whoever had written this had gotten Jinyoung in the bedroom to a T, down to his use of the pet name "princess". You bit your lip as the fictional Jinyoung told his partner to look at herself in the mirror while he thrusted into her, and you made a note to ask your actual boyfriend about it later.
"Is it wrong to be jealous of myself?"
You nearly bit off the tip of your tongue as you jumped, whipping around to find Jinyoung leaning on the back of the couch. You blushed deeply at the realization that he'd been reading over your shoulder.
"How long have you been there?" You asked breathlessly.
"Long enough to watch you get yourself turned on." There was a dangerous glint in his eyes, one that you knew all too well. Your stomach tightened and you lowered your head so you could look up at Jinyoung through your eyelashes.
"Are you mad?"
And perhaps he was, because not even ten minutes later he was drilling into you at a relentless pace, murmuring over and over again that you were his while he left hickeys across your throat and shoulders.
"If you need me, princess, all you have to do is ask."
Yoon Hyunsuk
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You were curled into a tiny ball against your headboard, your phone mere inches from your face as you read. You were ridiculously turned on by fake-Hyunsuk's actions, and you couldn't help but worry you were doing something wrong as you continued to scroll.
Actual Hyunsuk was asleep at your side, his expression relaxed in the early morning light. You weren't sure if your boyfriend would ever do something like this, but you were suddenly overcome by the desire to ask him about it.
You were debating waking him up when his eyes opened, his face breaking into a sleepy smile when he saw you beside him.
"G'morning," he mumbled groggily. You reached over to smooth his hair out of his eyes, but the movement accidentally shifted you so that your phone screen was in Hyunsuk's direct eye-line. "What's that?"
You immediately realized your misstep and moved to toss your phone away, but your boyfriend's ridiculously long arm caught your wrist before you could. He squinted at your phone in silence, his ears turning a brilliant pink when he realized what you had been doing.
"What is this?" Hyunsuk asked slowly. He frowned, looking almost embarrassed. "Am I not... doing well enough for you?"
"What?" You half-shrieked, shocked. "Of course you're doing well enough for me, baby, you're perfect."
Hyunsuk, apparently, didn't believe you. He continued to read for a moment, his face heating all the while, and a few minutes later was replicating exactly the situation that had gotten you so worked up.
"I'm all you need, baby," he groaned as he thrusted into you. "I love you so much."
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If you got this far, thank you for reading! I hope you liked reading this as much as I liked writing it :)
masterlist here :)
© minghaoyoudoin 2022 - all rights reserved. reposts/translations not allowed. I do not assume to know the personal lives of the idol(s) depicted in this fic, this is for entertainment purposes only!
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cixthotshit · 2 years
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Cix Smut List Pt. 2
I've been struggling with editing the first list so I'm creating a second list. Thank you for your patience. Thank you to all the creators!! You all have been providing FIXblr with such top quality smut!
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!!!Please Follow the blogs that have created all of these amazing works, they're all so talented!!! Leave them kind words and/or reblog their works too if you enjoy! Writers deserve to feel valued!
I will try my best to keep this list up to date (as soon as I reblog something I'll try my best to post it onto this list so I don't forget!) 🌟 = New Post | ♑ = My Own Works Links below the line break
Group
🌟 CIX Reactions To You Reading Their Smut Credit: @minghaoyoudoin
🌟 MtL Physical Touch/No Love VS Love/No Touch for One Year Credit: @heebaeby
BX
🌟 Hotel (Fic) Credit: @minghaoyoudoin
Seunghun
🌟 god!Seunghun Imagine Credit: @heebaeby
🌟 Incentive (Fic) Credit: @minghaoyoudoin
🌟 Secretary Seunghun Credit: @heebaeby
Yonghee
🌟 Car Sex Credit: @heebaeby
🌟 Q & A Hard Dom Yonghee Credit: @byeongsung
Bae Jinyoung
🌟 Priest BaeJin Credit: @heebaeby
🌟 Restless (Fic) Credit: @minghaoyoudoin
Hyunsuk
🌟 Discovering He's a Switch Credit: @heebaeby
🌟 Q & A 3some with Beomgyu from TXT Credit: @yoongiboongipoongi
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konniesreality · 8 months
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Ok so here's my success story
Joined loablr 1½ yrs ago life was normal for me and I was comfortable in my circumstances so I never really applied it, I was always scared if changes so i just read posts after posts from a+p to void to states i overconsumed so much that I forgot what it truly was. I never truly persisted and i didn't even believed it. But then last April my worst luck hit and life started going downhill in every area i could imagine. I failed all my exams, gained weight and started hating myself, my friends left me I was completely outcasted and the worst part i had to keep all my despair to myself because I wasn't allowed to vent. My father lost his job and became super short tempered he'll scold me for everything and for my mum everyday the disappointment I saw in her eyes broke me. I was still skeptical of the law but this time I had nothing to lose...
So first i wanted to manifest my life without void because i had saw the void obsession and i knew if I would start now i too would be omw obsessed with it. So i decided to start loa from the basis.I first read Pink's doubt post i read it till i convinced myself that loa and void all were real. After that I compiled your how i manifest, su's loa basics post,Rosie's void doc and Raven's revision post. I then logge off Tumblr. I made a routine for myself taking inspiration from your post and Rosie's doc. And Raven's revision post made me confident that nothing was impossible.
Every morning I would affirm for void concept and self concept i didn't wanted to get obsessed with anything and struggle more by putting them on pedestal. When I had nothing to do I would vaunt while listening to baejin and Roy's subs. I logged off from every social platform and just completely focused on myself.It's like superrrrr hot here in summers so I would usually take naps in afternoons and that time I used for SATS. And at night I would do breathing exercises and would affirm to wake up in void state.
After 12-13 days i felt such a huge shift in my life like my dad started being super nice to me and mum was actually motivating me and taking me out on walks to cheer me up just like i visualised in SATS!!! This boosted my confidence so muchhhhh!!!! I was sure about my abilities my self concept was also amazing and I was manifesting small things here and there but i hadn't entered void till now. So i read Pink's post again and then Rosie's void doc this relaxed me and motivated me to keep persisting in my new story and the next night i entered the void state!!!!! It was so relaxing and calming and I felt so safe. It was just like how i thought it would be baby blue with sparkling stars everywhere!!!!! I felt so light and happy.... After staying for some time i affirmed for my desires stayed there for some more time and then came out.
Now the fun stuff i manifested
First— i woke up in my room!!!!! But in my old story i shared my room with my parents but here i was in my room that looked exactly like my Pinterest boards!!! Honestly I just laid there for 15-20 min i don't know why but i was crying??😅😅 I still don't understand it maybe because i always wanted a space for my own where i could just release all my emotions and always being surrounded by people i just learnt to swallow my emotions and remain stoic but on this day i just released myself i was so proud of me for sticking through and becoming the success story i wanted to be.okay...... not going too indepth in other things now otherwise it'll become a novel now😆
2) I was my desired weight and had my complete desired appearance. I felt so confident on seeing myself in the mirror.
3) My dad getting his job back and now having a big big promotion for the relentless work he did for the past 20 yrs.He is the senior of the guy who fired him on false charges hihi guess who got fired next😜😜
4) Passing all my exams with A+ and getting into my desired school it's a private school only for rich kids i always wanted to attend one so now I am attending it😎
5) Having amazing IQ and photograpjic memory.
6) We have an amazing house of ours now it is so big and beautiful 😻😻😻 it also has a big lawn outside.
7) Being the popular girl of my school those friends who ditched me are now begging to be in my group but you see I'm the popular girl and not the mean girl so they are not welcomed here 😎🤓😎
I manifested many many more desires and now I'm so so happy everyday is a blessing for me. And I just want to thank you and all the bloggers here you all are a ray of hope in our lives. I love you so much and will always remain thankful to you,Rosie, Pink,Sue and every other blogger who helped me. You all are amazing people and you all deserve the world.
Now I'm gonna deactivate from Tumblr so thank you again. We may don't know each other but you all have become an integral part of my life. I hope Tumblr good days return again and it get flooded with success stories again.
Nd all the bloggers here remain safe and happy and manifest positivity and goodness in their lives.
Sorry it became very long😅 but i hope Konnie you stay happy and healthy always and your blog is just filled with positivity you don't deserve these stupid haters. Thank you again for helping me...
Bye Konnie!
Anon I am so happy for you! I’m so happy I helped you, I’m so happy that you got everything you wanted love! Enjoy your life honey! 💗💗💗
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phoxphenex · 1 year
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𝗦𝗩𝗧 𝗜𝗡 𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗞𝗣𝗢𝗣 𝗚𝗥𝗢𝗨𝗣𝗦
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SCOUPS
monsta x. i miss seventeen and monsta x interactions, and coups was one of the members with the most. maybe it’s his rap style and stage presence, but i think seungcheol would fit in well with monsta x’s rap line :) joohoney and scoups aww
JEONGHAN
astro. this just makes sense to me. the visuals, the vocals, the stage presence? astro. plus i could see jeonghan having so much fun with this chaotic group. they’re a mess and he’s Yoon Jeonghan. they chaos oh my god i’d PAY to see it. jeonghan singing blue flame?? UGH YES
JOSHUA
cix! baejin and joshua in the same group?? i would simply pass out tyvm. no but fr i feel like shua’s voice would compliment the other cix members well? maybe it’s cause i’ve had cinema stuck in my head for Weeks, but he would hit fit SO WELL.
JUN
OnlyOneOf. despite the fact that jun is secretly a hidden member of nct dream, i feel that his solo fits the vibe of OOO. i think he’d also get along pretty well with the quieter members, but also be more open to taking a leadership roll?? idk
HOSHI
exo! exoooooo!! i know the ages don’t match but hoshi FITS sm’s vibe. i almost put him in nct, but when i heard spider, it reminded me more of the older sm sound vs the new, and i think hoshi would fit the classic sounds of exo and shinee! HOSHI IN SUPERM???? THE DREAM
WONWOO
ab6ix! this one was rlly difficult for me idk BUT i think wonwoo would be able to blend in well with this group. he has that.. idk that look? i’m not sure how to describe it, but he has That Look. plus, his raps with woojin’s would MMMM
WOOZI
okay so at first i was thinking mingyu and bts, but i feel like woozi would fit better? plus the rap line is already great i feel like woozi to the vocal line would just be fun. IDK i think he’d get along w everyone good just fit some of the 2018 songs <3
DOKYEOM
i didn’t know if i wanted dk or seungkwan in nct, but i picked dk cause i’m a Huge simp for his vocals. also his relationship with jaehyun would be SO much funnier if they were in the same group lmao. he’d probably be in 127, so imagine dk singing songs like touch and elevator <3
MINGYU
GOT7!! i know they aren’t a group anymore, but mingyu in got7 is just… I NEED IT. i was gonna put him in skz cause he’s so tall, but then thought why not the other jyp group? got7 would tease mingyu for sure AND he can cook?? i’d pay to see him perform swear not by the moon End.
THE8
wayv. he’s already an honorary member like jun, but i feel that minghao would get along better with the whole nct unit concept and the members. i can see him teasing xiaojun and kun with ten and yangyang idk IT JUST MAKES SENSE TO ME?? i think he’d enjoy talking his mother language with all other members yk?
SEUNGKWAN
since i didn’t pick nct… ykw SEUNGKWAN IN NCT DREAM. let’s do it, seungkwan and haechan in one group would be Chaos and i think he’d be perfect for segments like nct life and other shows. seungkwan is a natural entertainer, and nct is a group of entertainers. it makes sense. he’s perfect.
VERNON
the boyz. vernon is such a chill, down to earth guy that i feel like the boyz have just the right blend of chaos and levelheadedness vernon needs <3 plus new york buddies with eric ARE YOU SERIOUS?? imagine vernon and those red glasses in a room with the boyz LMAO
CHAN
ateez! i imagine him fitting so well with ateez’s 99 line. he can sing, dance, and i feel that he’d vibe well with ateez’s music video and comeback themes. like imagine snapshoot chan but in the wave mv </3 i think he’d just have so much fun :’)
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blossominghunnie · 7 months
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𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞!
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Pairing: Yoon Hyunsuk x fem!reader
Genre: Fluff, established relationship, smau + written
Summary: Hyunsuk thinks you couldn’t see him on his birthday, the truth is you’re organizing him a surprise party.
Warning: None
Notes: I finally wrote my bub an imagine. 🤭❤️ Happy b-day to the loml. ❤️
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The timer of the oven went off, Y/n put her phone on the kitchen counter and grabbed a towel to take the two molds out.
She stacked them and started decorating, She wrote a ‘Happy Birthday, bubs 🤍’ on the center.
Y/n wasn't a professional baker but liked baking certain pastries since she was a teen. It was a hobby she enjoyed.
When she finished, she placed it carefully on a white box that had a ribbon. She took her bag, phone and car keys and walked out of the door, making sure to lock her apartment.
Then entered the elevator that went to the underground parking lot.
She opened the trunk and put the cake inside.
After that she entered the car, and put her bag on the passengers seat. Y/n connected her phone to the Bluetooth, and Sunshower by Epex started playing.
With that, she began her journey towards her boyfriend's dorm which was only 10 minutes away.
He certainly was gonna be surprised, because the last thing he knew was that she had a huge project she had to submit the next day and that was why she couldn't hang out.
Once she arrived, she parked right in front of the building. She took all of her things and entered the place.
She hopped on the elevator and went up to the 4th floor.
The doors opened and she bounced towards the familiar door. She knocked and a smiley Seunghun opened it.
“Y/n! You’re just on time.” He let her in and took the box.
“Thanks. I’m glad, I thought I was going to be late because of the cake. It took me longer to decorate it than I anticipated.” She set her bag on the couch. “Hi, Gon.” The girl greeted the older as soon as she saw him coming out of the kitchen.
“Hey, Y/nnie.” He smiled at her. “Baejin just told me they’ll be here in 20 minutes.”
“Okaay. Do you guys need help with anything?”
“Not really. We just finished decorating and the food is almost ready.”
“Oh, okay.”
The three of them sat on the living room coach and conversed for a while until Byounggon’s phone dinged.
“They’re on the elevator.”
“I’ll go hide. Don’t snitch on me.” She giggled and pointed playfully at them. Both of her friends laughed and nodded.
She ran to the nearest closet and closed the door just in time for the principal door to open.
“Happy birthday, Hyunsukie!” She heard the boys yell.
“Thanks, guys! What’s all of this?”
“Just as a small surprise party for our sweet maknae.” Gon responded.
“Okaaay.” Hyunsuk thought there was something going on since the leader sounded a little bit nervous and sweeter than usual but brushed it off.
“Come sit, we made your favorite.” Seunghun sounded like a mother, which, honestly, was so cute.
Y/n heard footsteps leaving the area she was in. As she heard chairs being dragged, she thought it was time to come out.
She tiptoed her way towards her boyfriend. Four out of five guys knew of her presence and were trying so hard not to laugh or being suspicious.
She put her hands over his eyes making him smile.
“Hyung, what do you think you’re doing?” He laughed.
“It’s not me, Sukie.” Yonghee giggled.
“Oh. Is it…” He touched her hands. “Y/n?” He sounded confused.
“Maaaybe.”
He turned around and when he saw her his face lit up.
“Sweetie!” He got up and hugged her tightly.
“Hi baby, happy birthday.” She had a fond look on her face.
“Thank you, love.” He still held her. “W-what are you doing here? I thought you had that very important project for tomorrow.”
“There was never a project, bubs. I needed time to make your gift” She didn’t reveal what it was. “And did you really think I wasn’t going to be with you on your birthday?”
“I thought it was weird since we always celebrate it together but understood that you were busy.”
“Oh my god, you’re so precious.” He giggled and turned red. Y/n hugged him tighter.
“I have go get your gift but I don’t want to let you go.” The girl spoke as she looked into his eyes with a pout.
“We can cuddle afterwards, love.”
“Okay, I accept.” They laughed softly.
Hyunsuk stopped holding her and she walked to the kitchen and took the cake out of the fridge.
She looked for candles and a lighter. She placed them on the top and lit them.
She returned to the dinning room with the dessert on her hands, a huge smile on her face. And placed it in front of her boyfriend.
They all sang Happy Birthday to the birthday boy while he thought how lucky he was to have that group of people in his life.
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ocean-ai · 1 year
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😭😭😭😭😭 holy shit your camboy baejin fic upsets me so much. In another world baejin is a pornstar not an idol 💀💖 such a good fic!
Oh my gosh, Anon thank you so much!!! Honestly I was imagining him as one. I mean, talk about Movie Star, right? 🤣
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kimchicollardgreens · 6 months
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Blk CIX: (✨Extra Black)
20 (R&B/Pop Beat)
All For You (Modern Blk Funk Pop)
Black Out (Heavily Rap)
Bystander✨ (Str8 R&B)
Change Me (R&B/Pop Beat)
Cinema (Modern Blk Funk Pop)
Confessions✨ (Boys2Men/New Edition)
Everything✨(Early 2000s Black Boy)
Genie in a Bottle (Pop)
ICE✨(Early 2000s Black Boy)
Imagine (Modern Blk Funk/Pop)
In & Out✨(Early 2000s Black Boy)
Like It That Way✨ (Caribbean-Beat)
Maybe I✨(Str8 R&B)
Move My Body (Trap Beat)
Movie Star (Baejin’s Woo Near End)
My New World✨(Baejin’s Chorus)
Numb✨ (Early 2000s Black Boy)
The One✨ (Early 2000s Black Boy)
Rewind✨ (Early 2000s Black Boy)
Round 2✨ (Str8 R&B)
Switch It Up✨ (Caribbean-Beat)
What You Wanted✨ (Early 2000s Black Boy)
Regular Pop-Give It At Least ONE Try:
BAD DREAM (Pop)
Jungle (Alternative Pop)
LOST (Pop)
Off My Mind (Pop)
Rebel (Pop)
Stairway to Heaven (Slow Ballad)
WAVE (Pop)
Young (Punk/Pop)
White CIX (You Can Check Them🤷🏽‍♀️)
Here For You (Indie Pop)
Revival (Pop)
Tesseract (Alternative Rock)
WIN (Pop)
With You (Pop/Rock)
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hyunbaes · 2 years
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[12:12 am]
if home is a person, then you started praying to every god that he would never leave your side. baejin, your best friend who you have romantic feelings for, is everything you could’ve ever hoped to find in someone. he is sweet, calm, level-headed and goofy, just as you are. he always looks at you with cute eyes that always speak for him. right now they are saying ‘you are home, and i will protect you with everything i have’. while he may not be aware of the feelings you harbor, or even if he is, he never pushes you to tell him. and he never will… because he’d wait for you for an eternity.
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golchaworld · 4 years
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Can I request cix Jinyoung with a clingy and very loving gf?
Here you go!
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[8:56am]
With legs wrapped too tight around your boyfriend’s waist, you hold back a yawn. His pleads for you to let go and go back to sleep fall on deaf ears. You’re content to hold him no matter what time of day.
And if you’re holding him to stop him from going out and getting the two of you breakfast...well that’s none of anyone’s business.
“Baby, the bakery is just down the street,” Jinyoung huffs, voice still hoarse from sleep. “I’ll be back in five minutes tops.”
You shake your head no, nuzzling further into the crook where his neck meets his shoulder. “Take me with you.”
“No, go back to sleep. You were up so late, you deserve some more sleep.”
You lift your face from his neck, only to pout at him. “But I want to be with you. I don’t want to be all alone.”
You can tell his heart melts at the admission. A small smile slowly takes place on his pouty lips, nose crinkling as he looks up at the ceiling. You’re almost there, you’re sure of it.
“You know how much I love spending time with you, how much I love you.”
It’s the nail in the coffin. The small smile on Jinyoung’s face develops into a full grin. He leans down, momentarily placing a kiss on the top of your head. He sighs, knowing he has lost the battle once again.
“Fine, you can come with me, but only if you promise to nap later.”
You quirk an eyebrow. “Can we nap together?”
Jinyoung groans, throwing an arm over his face, successfully blocking his eyes from your too innocent stare.
“You’re a menace.”
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minghaoyoudoin · 2 years
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Can I request Cockwarming with CIX? 🙏🏼
I have so much to say and there are not enough words in the english language but here we go!
rating: 18+ only!!! if you're a minor and I catch you interacting I'm gonna getcha!!
warnings: fem!reader, cockwarming, brief mention of baejin's mirror kink (hehe I couldn't resist)
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lee byounggon (bx): he absolutely loves it. there is not a single doubt in my mind. the idea of cockwarming wasn’t really something he’d considered before (you had to explain what it was the first time you brought it up) but once he tried it? MAN OH MAN this guy cannot get enough. there’s something about the tight warmth of you that drives him absolutely wild and makes any movement—accidental or not—all that much more electric. I can see him being the type to purposefully move the tiniest bit just to watch the way you squirm around him. it doesn't always have to be about sexual gain for him, though. after a hard or tiring day it's things like this that make cuddling with you all that much more special for him.
"please move, you're driving me insane."
"why would I do that when you look so pretty right now?"
rest of the members below the cut!
kim seunghun: he is such a little shit, that's all there is to it. seunghun absolutely thrives on your tiny whimpers and gasps any time he shifts and he can't help but continue to tease you until you're a begging mess. I think he's always been intrigued by the idea of cockwarming and was extremely excited the first time you mentioned it. he always seems to propose the idea in the most casual situations: you're watching a movie? it'd be better with his cock inside you. you're sitting on the couch reading a book in silence? you'll find a greater appreciation for the literary canon if he's nestled inside your walls. seunghun's favorite place to be in this world is tangled up with you, breathing in the scent of your shampoo while you hug his cock. he'd be completely fine if the interaction didn't end in sex, but who are we kidding? you can never seem to get enough of him.
"what's the matter, baby? is this movie not interesting enough?"
"I couldn't tell you a single thing that happened in the past ten minutes."
kim yonghee: yonghee is the type to do anything you ask of him simply because it would make you happy. on a scale of one to ten, ten being someone who loves cockwarming with the strength of a thousand suns, yonghee is a solid five. he hadn't really wanted to try it with anyone before you but that first time was a game-changer for him. I think what he loves most about it is that you always feel so much closer to him than you normally would, even if there's no expectation to follow through with full intercourse. he adores you being on top anyways, and there's something about sitting on the couch or at his desk with you straddling his lap that makes his heart erratically beat. simply put, he lives and breathes to touch you and he loves cockwarming because it allows him to touch every inch of you he can.
"you're so warm, I wish we could stay like this forever."
"forever it is, then."
bae jinyoung: he doesn't get it. at least, he didn't. you had to pester him about giving it a try for weeks before he finally decided to oblige you (though it really only took that long because he adores the way your nose scrunches when you're annoyed). but then. after that first time, he realizes that there's a whole new realm of intimacy that he hadn't thought to explore yet. he typically only engages in cockwarming with you as foreplay, eating up every micro-change in your expression or tiny sound you make when he adjusts his hips. and though he won't admit it out loud, cockwarming really gets him going. any time you glance at his face his teeth are digging into his lower lip and his brows are scrunched over his eyes. and though I consider jinyoung to be a pretty firm top, there are opportunities for a power-shift here that wouldn't normally be there.
"look in the mirror, baby. if you want me to move, you have to watch."
yoon hyunsuk: he's actually the one that brought this up to you. he was so sweet and shy about it, blushing up to his hairline, that you had no choice but to obey him. I'm convinced that hyunsuk is vocal in bed and cockwarming with you would be no different. any time you shift your hips in his lap or tense your walls the smallest bit he lets out a shuddering breath that sends heat pooling straight to your core. and even though he's the one who brought up trying it in the first place, it always ends with his soft pleas to fuck you into the mattress. much like yonghee, he feels closest to you during these moments. there is no greater comfort to him than holding you tight to his chest and he can't help but believe you when you whisper that you love him.
"I realize I'm the one who wanted to try this, but can I please move?"
"giving up already?"
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thank you for reading! as always, please leave a like or reblog if you enjoyed it and STREAM 458! bye loves!
masterlist here :)
© minghaoyoudoin 2022- all rights reserved.reposts/translations not allowed. I do not assume to know the personal lives of the idol(s) depicted in this fic, this is for entertainment purposes only!
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cixthotshit · 3 years
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A Cup of Rose Americano
Pairing: Bae Jinyoung x Original Female Character|Reader
Genre: Smut, Fluff, Poor Girl/Rich Boy, Coffee Shop/Gangster AU (IDEK how I got here, just go with it)
Summary: There's more than meets the eye with every person, including Bae Jinyoung, the world's finest barista at Personal Barista Cafe
Word count: 4.7k
Rating/Warnings: Mature / Explicit Sexual Content: Porn With Some Plot, Kissing, Mirror Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Creampie
Author’s Note: I wanted to write a fluffy Coffee Shop AU but NGL something else has been preoccupying my mind and the world building to this fic kind of went off the rails and transformed into a completely different story. Enjoy this smut, readers! I really want to explore this world a lot more but IDK if I can commit to anything beyond this RN. So please, please enjoy this! Sorry in advance for mistakes! I don't always catch everything when I proofread.
I always appreciate some feedback on my writings!
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"Really, it'll be a...new coffee experience," Hyeon assured Sandy. She handed Sandy a green card. It felt like an expensive platinum credit card, the card made of metal, feeling heavy and cold in her hand. "All you have to do is fill out a survey after you get your free coffee. Once you make it inside, hand the card over to your barista."
"Aren't you supposed to find actual volunteers?" Sandy asked, looking at the shiny card. The only thing on the card was the name of the new test cafe, PB Cafe.
“Trust me,” Hyeon said with a grin. “You’ve never had coffee like this. This is free, too. You’re going to say no to free coffee? And I swear, this is really me saying it, their coffee is really good.”
“Fine, thanks for the free coffee.”
“Enjoy!” Hyeon turned her back to Sandy, most likely scanning for potential test subjects for her new marketing event. Being her best friend, Sandy was always her first test subject. She didn’t know if Hyeon’s bosses approved of her taking advantage of all the free stuff she was receiving.
Sandy walked over to a shop that was setup at the southwest corner of a 3 story building. The walls were white and the windows were covered by white curtains. “PB Cafe” was written in black on the front door, though there were no door handles. Standing in front of the door, Sandy noticed a black square pad beside the right side of the door. She pressed the green card to the black pad and jumped slightly as the glass door slid open. A short piano tune played, sounding old but familiar, reminding her of old Hollywood movies from the mid-20th Century.
Tentatively, she stepped in. Walking past the white curtains, she found herself inside a small room. At the back end of the room was a small bar with one wooden chair in front of it. It only took her 4 steps to reach the chair, so she pulled it out and sat down. The wall behind the bar slid down to the floor and a broad shouldered man walked out from what looked like a bright white light before the wall slid back up behind him.
Too shocked to react, Sandy set the green card down onto the smooth marble countertop. Her eyes couldn’t leave the face of her barista. He was very handsome and his small grin softened his masculine exterior. Wordlessly, he took the green card and placed it in the front left pocket of his black apron.
“Welcome to Personal Barista Cafe,” he said in a soft, sultry voice. “My name is Bae Jinyoung, your Personal Barista today. How shall I address you?”
“Uh, just call me Sandy, I don’t like formalities much.”
“It’s nice to meet you, Sandy. If you don’t like formalities feel free to call me BaeJin or BaeBae.” She gave a soft chuckle and threw her hand over her mouth, feeling her cheeks warm up. Such a sultry man telling her to call him something as cute as BaeBae tickled her. “Is this your first drink with PB Cafe?”
“Yes,” she replied. “I don’t know anything about this cafe, except that you have good coffee.”
“A Personal Barista will make you a personalized drink,” he explained, pulling out a menu form. “Whatever you order, I will make it in front of you. If you want to know how I prepare your drink, please let me know and I will explain as I go. If you want small talk instead, I enjoy a small conversation as I prepare you a drink. If you want silence, for any reason, please don’t feel pressured to speak if you don’t want to.”
“Can I get an Americano?” she asked, after glancing at the long list of coffee drinks. The menu was simple and elegant, the writings were in cursive but the paper was black and the ink white. She liked the seemingly simple attention to detail. “How long have you been a barista, BaeJin?”
“Almost a year,” he replied. He poured fresh ground coffee into a metal contraption with a long neck. She pressed her lips together as her eyes were fixed on his skilled, large hands. He was using a device to compact the coffee grounds.
“Do you enjoy being a barista?”
“I do. It allows me to be creative. My regular job is stressful.”
He put the coffee grounds into the machine and pressed a few buttons. She watched him place a small white espresso mug under the spout of the machine. He grabbed a large white mug of coffee, and looked at her with a soft grin.
“This is your side hustle?” she asked. PB Cafe seemed like it paid well.
“Most people have more than one job these days,” he replied.
“That’s true,” she replied. “I have a day job and a night job.”
“What are your jobs?”
“I’m interning at a law firm, helping a paralegal out. I’m hoping to get my private investigator’s license soon.”
“You want to be a private investigator?” he asked.
“I want to be a lawyer,” she answered, “but having a private investigator’s license helps me pick up skills. Research is the true gift of being a good lawyer.”
“Research. You must be very smart and hard working.”
“You are sweet,” she said, resting an elbow onto the counter, leaning forward. “I wish my smarts and hard work were enough to give me success. I’m lacking in luck lately.” His eyes drifted away from the espresso machine and looked into her eyes. She felt her cheeks turn hot, realizing she had overshared. It’d been a sad thought, too. “I feel very lucky right now.”
“Sandy, I don’t mean to make assumptions about people but if I were to guess you are someone with expensive tastes,” he said. He pulled out two small brown glass bottles from a drawer. “But, you settle for less.”
“I..” she breathed out.
She should have been insulted, but her barista BaeJin was right. Sandy had always been envious of people who could afford designer things or had the means to go on extravagant vacations, but all of that had always been a dream. The closest she got was free shit from Hyeon. A drink from PB Cafe was likely three times that of a drink from Starbucks, and Sandy could only afford Starbucks for special occasions.
“Why are you saying this?”
“I want to make you a drink in which you will appreciate,” he replied, pulling out a single stemmed pink rose from under the counter, and handed it to her. She felt her cheeks flush with heat as she accepted it. “Refined, seemingly ostentatious, but simple and hopefully, delicious.”
He poured hot water from a glass kettle into the mug. She felt her cheeks turn hot again as he reached over and plucked a single petal from the rose she held. He tilted a single drop of liquid from one of the brown bottles onto the petal.
“Rose water,” he said to her as he locked eyes with her for a second. He placed the rose petal into the mug, letting it float in the hot water. He poured the espresso into the mug of water, and took a spoon to scoop out the wilted petal, tossing it away before handing the drink to her.
She gave it a sip, and shut her eyes, a smile on her lips. Using a flower as aromatic as a rose was difficult to pull off in cuisine. Oftentimes the rose aroma was too overpowering, reminding one’s nose of perfume instead of food. Baejin’s Rose Americano, though, was the perfect balance of a good cup of coffee elevated with some elegance, refined by the subtlest hint of a rose’s sweet scent. The warm breath she exhaled after a hot sip of Americano filled her senses with flowery comfort.
“This is the most...beautiful cup of coffee I’ve ever tasted,” she replied, setting the mug down when she was half finished. “It tastes...beautiful.”
He gave a small chuckle, his eyes crinkling as he smiled. She bit her bottom lip, trying not to smile any wider than she already was. He was incredibly cute, grinning in reaction to her compliment. How could a man exude the amount of sensuality like BaeJin yet be so cute that she wanted to squish him like a marshmallow?
“You like it?” he asked.
“I do,” she replied. “I didn’t know a cup of Americano could be improved. Thank you for this cup of coffee. You’re a gifted barista.”
“Thank you. I would love to make you another drink.”
“I’ll try to come back one day,” she said earnestly.
She sipped her drink and glanced at her phone. Thanking her talented, handsome (and cute) barista BaeJin one last time, Sandy finished her drink and sprinted out of the odd, surreal cafe. She had to get ready for work. Smelling the pink rose in her hand, Sandy smiled to herself. Who knew her barista would be the first man to give her a rose?
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“Diamond! Malibu was accidentally double booked,” Danielle called out into the dressing room. “Can you give a lap dance in the Blue Champagne Room before going home?”
“Wait,” Sandy said, holding the gold hoop earring she’d just taken off her left earlobe, “I’m not going to chase Malibu for the flat fee. The last time I covered for her, not only did her John not tip me but I had to chase her for 4 days before she gave me the cash.”
“I have a hard time chasing her down, too,” Danielle said with a heavy sigh, handing her purple vape pen to Sandy to hold. She dug into her pink and purple Bedazzled fanny pack, and fished out a few bills. She handed a bag of clothing to Sandy. “Let me know if this John is handsy or out of line. He’s a new customer. You have five minutes, babe. Fix your makeup.”
Handing the vape pen back to her boss, Sandy put the cash into her purse before shutting and locking the drawer to her vanity. She put her earring back on and retouched her eye makeup and lipstick. Her locks of hair looked good as she combed her fingers through her hair, looking into the mirror before getting up to change.
Sandy hadn’t exactly planned on becoming a stripper, but during her freshman year in college, she took a class on feminist studies, specifically on sex work. What started out as a learning experience in respecting sex work, and educating herself on the legal struggles of sex workers’ rights, Sandy soon found herself stripping as a means of extra income. She herself was in need of money, and recognized her beauty was valued enough that she could make capital from it.
Having walked out on her dysfunctional family as soon as she turned 18, Sandy had been hustling on her own for years. She was still working towards a career in law, but in the meantime, she was balancing between her day job as an unpaid intern at a shitty law firm and her night job as a stripper at a club called Blue Paradise. Giving lap dances were only nice when she received good tips, but they didn’t happen often enough. All she wanted was a good tip.
Pulling out the outfit Danielle handed to her, she took off her clothes and put on her new outfit. She wore a neon pink G-string bikini bottom with her matching lace bra under a black pencil skirt and a white costume button up office dress shirt. She put on a loose blue tie around her neck, and put on a pair of thick black framed glasses, matching it with her black leather knee high boots. Apparently, this new customer had a librarian kink.
Walking down the hall, toward the other side of the back of the club, she entered the room with the blue door at the end of the hall. The Champagne Rooms, where customers received their private lap dances, were color coded. The Blue Room was where the clients with specific kinks went.
Opening the door, Sandy pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose, and looked up to see her John seated on the black couch. The dim lighting of the room cast a shadow over his body, making it hard for her to make out his face. She blinked, and closed her mouth, realizing that her customer was her barista from PB Cafe, BaeJin. It had been days since she had her cup of Rose Americano.
He was wearing a loosely worn grey sweater with black denim jeans. She didn’t think it was possible but he looked more handsome than she last remembered. Perhaps, with her body so close to his, knowing that he was there for devious reasons, her face flushed and her nipples hardened as heat rushed through her body from head to toe.
“BaeJin!” she said, forgetting her sexy librarian character.
“Don’t move,” he said, looking alarmed. She stood completely still, one hand on the door handle. “You’re a stripper, Sandy?”
“You...you remember me?” He nodded. “Stripping is helping me pay for my law degree.” She licked her lips and tilted her head, pushing her chest forward slightly. “I can give you what you want.”
“I can’t do this,” he replied, crossing his left leg over his right. His eyes left her, and diverted to the ground. Her ego was bruised. Not only did she need the money, but her vanity made her feel upset that he didn’t want a lap dance from her. “I should go.”
“I have to try to keep you here,” she said shyly, pressing her back against the door. “If I don’t, that means I’m not good at my job.”
“How long should we be in here for you to be considered good at your job?” he asked, his eyes returning to meet her gaze.
“You don’t want a lap dance? Am I not cute? My tits too small?”
He gave a chuckle, and looked away when his eyes moved to her chest as she talked.
“You’re very cute,” he replied, “but that’s the problem. As a barista, I don’t date customers. Since you didn’t actually pay for your drink, I thought it’d be OK to ask you out if I ever saw you again. But if I pay for this lap dance, I wouldn’t want to ask you out. It’s not fair for me to proposition you while you’re working.”
“You’ve been thinking hard about me?” Her cheeks felt hot and goosebumps formed on her arms. “Would you accept my invitation if I asked you out after this? I’m actually supposed to be off work by now, but this is my last job tonight. If I don’t give you a lap dance, we didn’t cross any lines, right?”
He nodded, and she gave a nervous chuckle.
“You said that being a barista was your side hustle,” she said, noticing the expensive watch and ring on his left hand. Sex workers had to know street codes to keep themselves safe, and watches and rings were how gang members communicated their loyalties and rankings. “What’s your main job? You said it’s stressful.”
His right hand wrapped around his platinum watch, the case of the watch encrusted with diamonds. The C9 Gang was a wealthy gang with origins in Tokyo, Japan, platinum was their calling card. BaeJin’s gold band emerald ring sat on his middle finger, indicating he was a made man of high rank. Sandy was impressed; BaeJin had acclimated to a high status in a gang at a young age.
“How long have you been working here, Sandy?” he asked in response.
“Diamond,” she answered, her grip remaining firm on the door. “My stage name is Diamond.”
“Sandy...Diamond,” he said with a grin. He stood, and she took a deep inhale of breath as he took a step forward and pressed his body against hers, his left arm wrapping around her waist as his hand gripped onto her wrist. Her hold on the door handle loosened. “You are the diamond in the rough in Blue Paradise. You still want to invite me out on a date?”
She took a gulp of breath, staring deeply into his dark brown eyes. He licked his lips and her eyes drifted to his mouth. Giving the most gentle nod of her head, she said, “Yes.”
“I drive a blue Ferrari F60 America,” he said as the tip of his nose touched hers.
“I don’t know anything about cars,” she replied, shutting her eyes. His breath was warm, making it hard for her to breathe. He chuckled and she felt his head rest onto her shoulder.
She opened her eyes when she felt a hand touch her chin.
“I drive a blue car,” he said, his eyes drifting down her face to her lips. His thumb ran across her bottom lip gently, sending heat deep into her groin. Her stomach ached at the touch. “It’ll be the most expensive looking car you’ll see when you walk outside.” He looked directly into her eyes again. “I’m a dangerous man, Sandy...Diamond. I have to ask you one more time, do you want to keep talking to me?”
She chewed on the inside of her left cheek nervously, and furrowed her eyebrows. Given how close she was to getting the paid job as a paralegal at Johnston’s &Partners, Sandy was one step closer to her dreams of becoming a lawyer. Would it be ethical to date a gangster?
“Will you take me home or will we be going to your place?” she answered. Life was too short not to take risks.
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Upon his request, she left work wearing her costume. BaeJin’s description of having the most expensive looking car was accurate. The navy blue car shone brighter than any other car, and the curves of the body created an elegant design to the car. He’d opened the passenger door for her. She realized her skirt barely covered her ass as the cold leather from the seat hit the back of her thighs.
He drove them up a curvy hill to get to his expensive mansion, placed behind a small forest. It sat atop of a mountainous hill, overlooking the bright lights of the city far below. BaeJin was a man of very high rank by the looks of his home. It was large and designed with multiple floor to ceiling windows. Sandy took a soft gulp of air as her mouth felt dry.
“Your home is beautiful,” she said when he led her into his home, the hallway lined with expensively framed paintings. The jade vase that held 3 white lilies beside the coat hanger looked like it was worth more than everything she owned, including the small amount of cash she had in her bank account.
BaeJin’s home aesthetic was minimalist, though each room had a piece of furniture that popped out, like the jade vase in the front entrance. In his bedroom, he had a rose gold encrusted full length mirror sitting at the foot of his bed. It was shameless, but did not surprise her. Their eyes locked as BaeJin sat down at the foot of the bed. Their fingers intertwined when she reached her left hand out to his outstretched right hand.
“I spent a week trying not to think about you,” he said, pulling her easily onto his lap. His free hand wrapped around her waist. “The closest thing to you was trying to get a stripper to dress up like a sexy librarian.”
“Aren’t you lucky?” she said, squeezing his hand. “You went to Blue Paradise wanting a fantasy. Instead, you left with your fantasy.”
His hand released hers and she felt his hand between her legs, sliding up against her slit. Shutting her eyes she gave a soft moan, surprised at his swift movement.
“You deserve the best in life,” he said into her ear before grazing his teeth gently against her neck. “Don’t ever settle for less.”
He kissed her, his lips warm and firm. His tongue parted her lips and she gave a soft hum. She pushed his tongue out of her mouth, appreciating the taste of floral green tea from him. Her fingers tangled into his hair, pulling him closer to her. He tasted better than the beautiful cup of Rose Americano.
With a clouded head, she helped him pull his sweater off as he aggressively pulled her top off of her, the cheap buttons popping loudly as they flew into the air. Her skirt failed to exist when he ripped the zipper and tore the fabric apart with his bare hands.
“Are you going to rip me apart?” she asked breathlessly when his fingers found their way under her bra, fondling her erect nipple. She gave a soft moan and he grinned as he pinched her sensitive bud.
“I’ll be as hard or soft as you want,” he assured her. The pad of his thumb grazed against her nipple. Her back shivered as a sharp heat rode up her back.
“I like a bit of both,” she said, her cheeks hot. It felt like a dream to have BaeJin telling her he would do as she wanted. “You ruined my skirt.”
“The cheap costume skirt?” he asked, his hand returning to rubbing her slit. “You don’t have to settle, remember?” She shut her eyes, her hand grabbing his arm as two of his fingers pressed against her clit. “I like you best without clothes anyway.” The heat intensified as his fingers moved down lower, moistening her panties with the slick heat coming out of her pussy. Her back shook again as his fingers moved up against her slit, and then back down. “Your voice is lovely.”
She moaned as she rested her head against his chest, his fingers continually creating more heat between her legs. One finger slipped under her panties, pulling the fabric away from her wet cunt. The back of his knuckle pressed against the engorged bud of her clit, and she mewled as he rubbed up and down against her.
“BaeBae,” she could only speak with a shaky breath, “BaeBae, I’m going to come.”
Her hips thrust haphazardly against his knuckle as a small flash of heat washed over her, goosebumps forming up the back of her neck. Her orgasm disappeared as soon as it came and she breathed through her mouth. Her pussy felt wet as her slick heat dripped out of her.
“I was just playing with you,” he said with an amused smile, his eyes locked onto the mess between her legs, including his wet fingers. He spread her juices onto her folds, and moved the pads of his index and middle fingers to draw small circles onto her clit. She mewled, shutting her eyes, as her hips rutted against the motions of his fingers. “But with you this wet, I can fuck you right now.”
“BaeBae,” she breathed out, opening her eyes.
Her eyebrows were furrowed as she looked at him. Wordlessly, she stood as their hands began removing each other’s clothes off. His expensive jewelry remained on as he pulled her back to his front, making her stand between his legs. His hand went between her legs and he massaged the inside of her thigh. She hummed a soft moan, enjoying the way his hand relaxed her muscles.
Both of his hands wrapped around her waist, and his lips kissed her neck. He requested she trust him, and one hand reached down to her right knee and had her stretch her leg out to rest over his. As his other hand went to her left knee, she understood what he was doing. He wanted a full view of her pussy so she sat on his lap with her legs hooked over his.
“Ready to put this to use?” he asked, his hands kneading her hips. His reflection from the mirror was staring at her. She saw the cheeks of her flushed face turn a bright red, and she tilted her head down to look away from the mirror. The blood coursing through her chest up to her head clouded her vision. “Look at us.”
His right hand cupped her face, and she felt his wrist press up against the front of her neck. The pulse from his wrist beat rapidly against the pulse on her neck, and she struggled to breathe as her eyes locked onto his from the reflection in the mirror. Hot blood rushed to her groin and her hips jerked forward, out of her control. His left arm wrapped around her waist had her firmly in his hold, so all she could do was wiggle in his lap. Feeling the muscles of his thighs flex under her made her buttocks tighten, her body anticipating his cock.
“If you let me take you raw,” he said softly against her ear, his eyes locked with hers through the reflection of the mirror, “that’ll make you mine.”
His hold on her face was gone as his hand grabbed his cock. He rubbed his hard cock against her slit. She bit her bottom lip as his heat caused more juices to pool out of her cunt. It made her nerves shake, itching her skin in unbearable heat. He blinked, and his eyebrows furrowed as she opened her mouth to breathe loudly.
“I’m yours,” she said clearly. He groaned as he pushed the tip of his cock into her entrance. “Give me everything, BaeJin.” Pleasure blinded her vision as she saw nothing but white and gold flecks of stars. She gave a loud gulp when she felt his hand grip onto her chin again, his wrist pressing against her throat. Her grip on his arms tightened as she held onto him for leverage. His cock pushed in deeper, and the walls of her pussy trembled as heat filled her body in overwhelming waves. “I’m yours.”
His lips were on her neck and when her vision cleared all her eyes could focus was on the way his cock was fucking her pussy. He started with shallow pushes, the rhythm steady as she bounced on his lap. She came and she gave a gentle mewl, blurting out his name as her walls squeezed his cock. A gentle chuckle escaped her lips as she saw him shut his eyes tight.
“You’re so easy to please,” he said as he pushed in deep. She gave a loud groan as he pulled out roughly before pushing in fast, going in balls deep. He started a steady, deep rhythm and she cried as she was filled with undiluted pleasure.
“You fuck so good,” she moaned, her hand reaching back to grab his hair. He sucked on her neck, leaving a red mark before he kissed her shoulder. “BaeJin, fuck me. I’m gonna - I’m - I’m gonna come.”
His grip around her waist tightened as he pushed faster into her, and they bent forward together as he came into her in deep pushes. Her fingers dug into his skin as she shut her eyes, taking in the sensation of his hot seed filling up her insides.
“Come,” he panted out heavily as she felt him withdraw from her. She whimpered as she felt his middle finger push into her come-filled cunt. His thumb rubbed up against her clit, making her nerves dance in hot waves. She cried out a soft orgasm as she came again. She breathed heavily as she rested against his body.
“We barely know each other,” she said after a while. She didn’t know how long they sat together, staring at their reflection before she finally spoke.
“We have the rest of our lives to get to know each other,” he said, running a hand up and down her thigh, sending heat up and down her back. “You are mine now.”
He pulled her off his lap, and they laid in bed together. A shiver went down her back as he kissed her shoulder. They were facing each other, her left leg locked between his muscular thighs.
Giving a laugh, she watched him grab her wrist. He kissed the inside of her wrist before kissing the inside of her elbow. She shut her eyes as she felt his lips on her shoulder. Every kiss sent a vibrating heat under her skin. His mouth sucked on her neck and she grabbed onto the back of his hair as his teeth grazed against her skin. The muscles in her stomach tightened. The world ceased to exist as BaeJin’s embrace consumed her.
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minhyuwun · 6 years
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oh my god i love your writings so much can i please req 5& 23 (fluff)with jinyoung thank you soooo muchhh
prompt: all fluff (#5) “Are you warm enough?” & (#23) “I guess time flies when you’re with somebody you love.”
summary: the one where jinyoung slips his tongue and finally tells you the l-word
“There,” Jinyoung wraps you in a blanket–third one to be exact. “Are you warm enough?” He asks meekly. Without even turning to look at you, he plops himself down on the couch as well.
Jinyoung has always been shy, you’ll give him that. So it was always you who inititated something–through words. While him on the other hand, he settled for gestures. Which is why the rest of your group bailed on the both of you for tonight’s supposed weekly Friends marathon. Because let’s face it, there really is something between the both of you but none of you seem to want to say those exact words in order to finally turn your friendship into something else.
You open your arms and drape the blanket over Jinyoung, enclosing the both of you in its warmth. “There,” you tell him. “I’m warm now.” You smile at him and lay your head to rest on his shoulder. You don’t see it, but he smiles too. Strangely enough, there were smiles that didn’t need to be seen in order to be felt. For someone as shy as Jinyoung, you knew too well of this fact. You never needed to actually see him smile to know he was smiling–because he always was, whenever he’s with you.
A few hours later and the both of you were already on the last episode of Season 8. “Oh?” You blurt out in surprise. “We’re already done with the entire season?” Emphasizing on the word entire.
“I guess time flies when you’re with somebody you love,” Jinyoung says it so fast it was almost as if a sudden gush of wind just went through your ear.
“What?” You turn to face him, poking him on his stomach. “What did you just say, Bae Jinyoung?” You tease him further, wiggling your eyebrows.
He gasps, obviously out of panic and embarrassment. As if what he said wasn’t planned at all, it just came out–naturally. “I said what I said,” he brushes you off by covering your entire face with the blanket.
“Hey!” You yell at him, trying to untangle yourself out of the blankets. “You love me,” you bring your face closer to his, cupping his entire face that snugs itself perfectly within your hands. “Well lucky for you…I love you too.”
“What?” He asks, now turning to finally meet your eyes–his red face now evident thanks to the television’s light. Cute, really. You could’ve kissed his cheeks right then and there.
“I said what I said, Jinyoung. Took us long enough,” you say with a cheeky smile as you press play on the first episode of Season 9, cuddling closer to him–not wanting to end this night with Jinyoung just yet.
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lordsicheng · 6 years
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Délicat: Pt. 2
Bae Jinyoung x OC
g: vampire au
s: never would you ever expect on meeting a vampire within a big city, and yet this does spark your curiosity on what holds the truth to their existence. Jinyoung is different from all the vampires you’ve heard and read about in fictional literature, whereas it reaches to a point where you believe that he may possibly be only a half-blood.
requested: nope
Jinyoung carried you into a piggyback on the way to their substitute of a home that was only a little over ten minutes from the park, Daehwi following from behind to make sure you weren’t gonna wake up all of the sudden
“So, is she sleeping on my bed?” Jinyoung turned his head slightly to Daehwi, in which Daehwi just replied with a shrug
“Don’t tell me she’s sleeping on the sofa?” Jinyoung gasped slightly, and Daehwi seemed a bit irritated by the sudden change of tone in Jinyoung’s voice
“You met her just tonight and you’re suddenly caring towards her?” Daehwi replied coldly, huffing
“She needs to be protected.” Jinyoung frowned as he turned his head to look forward
“We aren’t protectors.” Daehwi grumbled, crossing his arms
“I want to protect her.”
Jinyoung’s words just flew by as if Daehwi were to swat it off like a fly, not caring one single bit as he wasn’t approving of the way Jinyoung was acting towards him over meeting a mortal. He did feel sorry for you, though, but he didn’t want to take responsibility in case something happened to you.
A few minutes had passed and all of you had arrived their house, Jinyoung slightly kicking the door wide open after Daehwi turned the doorknob
“Open the door properly. There’s two of us getting inside at the same time.” Jinyoung said irritatingly as he walked in while still having you on his back
“Whatever.” Daehwi replied, closing the door shut behind him
Jinyoung slowly plopped you on top of the sofa and made sure he didn’t put you down harshly. He realized you were breathing as if cold air was in the room, making him worry all of the sudden as he ran off around the room to find a blanket to cover you up. Daehwi just sat on the living chair nearby, crossed arms while looking at you as if you were just another nuisance he needed to handle. Not that Daehwi already despised you from the beginning—he wasn’t even able to speak a word with you either way. Jinyoung walked back to the living room and grabbed a blanket that was a bit thicker and comfier for colder weather, tucking you in while fixing the throw pillows slightly
“You’re gonna wake her up if you move the pillows too much.” Daehwi sighed, leaning back on his chair
“Daehwi, don’t you have any other things to do?” Jinyoung said while properly tucking you in
“Other than get annoyed by you having to bring a mortal, no.” Daehwi rolled his eyes, looking to the side
“Oh shoot.” Daehwi suddenly widened his eyes as he saw something by the living room that also made Jinyoung turn his head
“What did I say about bringing mortals in this home?” their other brother, Daniel, said grimly as he walked over with his hands in his pockets to try and get a better look at you
“Wait, no. This is totally my fault—“
“It’s always your fault, Jinyoung.” Daniel said harshly, making Jinyoung bite his bottom lip out of slight frustration
“Give him a break, he just found her at the park and didn’t want to leave her there.” Daehwi tried to defend Jinyoung as he stood up, to which Daniel just didn’t buy his reasoning
“My sources tell me Jinyoung ended up scaring her and fainted, which made him not want to leave her there lying on the ground.” Daniel raised a brow, turning his head to look at you slightly moving
“She’s gonna wake up soon. Jinyoung, you’re responsible for her when she wakes up.” Daniel said as he turned his head to Jinyoung after looking at you
“Aren’t you both gonna help me?” Jinyoung asked, slightly whining
“No.” Daehwi and Daniel said in unison, moving towards the stairs as they were too tired to do anything even though it was half past 1am
“Great.” Jinyoung groaned, sitting on floor to quickly look at you sleeping
“Delicate as a small flower, but very strong in spirit.” Jinyoung smiled
He found himself resting his chin on the small space of the sofa, eyes fixed on your facial features. He stared at your eyelashes for some reason before turning to the small scar by your neck that seemed to intrigue him
“A burn?” Jinyoung thought, tilting his head as he examined it closer
“Jinyoung, don’t do anything dumb while she’s asleep. Actually, don’t even go near her as she’s sleeping.” Daniel said as he stood by the middle of the stairs, not able to move up as he observed Jinyoung the whole time
“I’m not gonna hurt her.” Jinyoung assured
“How would you know? You’re in close contact with human flesh, human blood, a human herself.” Daniel shook his head slightly
“I’m only a half blood.” Jinyoung reminded
“Regardless.” Daniel said sternly, making Jinyoung look at him with annoyance
Jinyoung just gave in to Daniel’s words and stood up to walk away before taking one last glance at you being fast asleep, unaware of what was happening
“What am I supposed to do when she wakes up?” Jinyoung looked at Daniel worriedly
“That’s your problem.” Daniel said as he walked up the stairs, Jinyoung following him before taking another last look at you
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You woke up several hours later, eyes only slightly opening as you tried to gather everything in your mind to what happened the night before. Groggily, you tried to sit back up and noticed it wasn’t your house—or any other house you’ve been into. You felt kind of confused and scared, but the house looked like any other and didn’t seem to have anything dark going on
“Hello?” you called out, but there was no answer
“Helloooo?” you called again as you prolonged it more
“You’re awake.” someone said, seated by the stairs where it was darker and far away from sunlight
“Wh—you brought me here?” you asked in shock
“I didn’t know where you lived.” Jinyoung said as he sat on one of the steps, looking at you with a smile
“This isn’t funny. Who are you? Why did you bring me here? How did you bring me here? And… how do I know you didn’t do anything to me while I was asleep?” you asked these questions frantically, but Jinyoung just remained seated on the steps
“You can leave if you want.” he smiled, shrugging
“…Just like that?” you raised a brow, appalled
“You didn’t even answer any of my questions.” you sighed, moving the blanket away from you
“Where’s my backpack?” you looked around and saw your backpack being hung by the door, shaking your head once you saw it
“Sheesh. You’re not even gonna help me.” you stood up immediately and looked at Jinyoung
“I can’t.” Jinyoung sighed, wanting to stand up and go to you, but the natural light just wasn’t for him as he would obviously get pain from it
“Oh, right. You’re a ‘vampire’ and you can’t get in contact with sunlight. Sure.” you rolled your eyes as you walked over to get your bag, turning once more to look at Jinyoung who could only look at the ground
“Aren’t you gonna say anything?” you asked as if you were getting even more annoyed
“You can go if you want. I didn’t do anything to you and just let you sleep over since I didn’t know where you lived.” Jinyoung blinked a couple of times before looking at you, and you just looked back with confusion in your mind and disappointment in your face
“Then you should’ve woke me up. I can go home by myself.” you said before huffing and opening the door to walk out, not looking back after closing it immediately
However, you paused midway and decided to take one look back to see what the house looked like. Simple, yes. Unusual, maybe by feeling. But you really didn’t want to go back either way and just continued on your way. What you didn’t know and notice, was that Daniel looked at you from the dark room on the second floor, possibly his bedroom. He just had a small smile plastered on his face as he looked at you walk away, turning and moving to go out of his room in which darkness was all over—no lights, natural nor artificial since they don’t care much of it and also don’t get benefit off of it. He saw Jinyoung walk up the stairs to get to his room, looking gloomy as he was only able to look down as if he was defeated in such a game
“Oh, boohoo. Looks like someone got dumped.” Daniel chuckled, but Jinyoung really wasn’t having it
“You know, why are you full bloods full of hatred? Was being a mortal rather a suffering to you?” Jinyoung retorted, to which Daniel only kept giving a sly smile
“You see, half bloods like you don’t feel the complete power of a true vampire. You’re only lucky you are limited to the pain we full bloods have to endure every day. Or, every night if I must say.” Daniel snickered to himself, but Jinyoung just frowned and looked back to his bedroom door
“See, this is why I don’t want to live here with you nor Daehwi. You are both so full of yourselves for being full time vampires and only think lowly for the mortals, even for the other half bloods like me who I don’t know even exist in this area as well. Being a half blood by birth, I am only able to tolerate both of you because we all have the same father.” Jinyoung shook his head, to which Daniel just kept on his stance
“By blood, he’s your true father. But by clan, he’s our father. If you’re so caught up about being a half blood and missing a mother figure in your life, why don’t you just ask him yourself on where your mom is? He favors you more than any son he has in this clan anyways.” Daniel spoke as if he was infuriated with Jinyoung, which was pretty evident since the beginning to Jinyoung himself since they never really got along well
“It’s the modern era. Stop trying to mix up the times.” Jinyoung opened the door to his bedroom and slammed the door shut
“Watch your mouth, half-blood.” Daniel mumbled as his eyes suddenly squinted, expression becoming dark the more he took Jinyoung’s words by heart
Daehwi, on the other side of the room where Jinyoung and Daniel argued in a battle of intellect, overheard the whole conversation and suddenly felt bad for Jinyoung. He was right in a way, but Daehwi only endured Daniel’s bossy and headstrong attitude because he saved him in the past. Jinyoung, however, was somewhat weak in comparison to him and Daniel. The restrictions of a half blood were very clear from the beginning to all of them, but they were not allowed to argue of his origin especially that they all share the same father.
Jinyoung, now inside his room and sitting on his bed, took a couple of deep breaths to not get too heated over his argument with Daniel. He always knew Daniel was more outspoken of what was on his mind and direct, but he just didn’t like how he forced him to leave you behind and not make sure you weren’t gonna leave the house on a negative note. 
Unfortunately, you did, and this made Jinyoung quite upset. He’d blame Daehwi too, but Daehwi barely had any opinion of you. Jinyoung didn’t want to stop either, and planned on finding you again as soon as night falls, hoping to gain your trust back and not scare you or annoy you away this time.
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deepdickdaniel · 6 years
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Bae Jinyoung | Oblivious
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prompt: you take too long to notice that jinyoung likes you so he takes matters into his own hands.
note: this was requested by a lovely anon and it’s dedicated to my baby love, @whatabrightplace/@tinaneggo! she’s indecisive a baejin stan so everything i write for him from here on out will be dedicated to her LMAO. 
you met bae jinyoung when you were in first grade and tbh, you didn’t think much of him then
he was just the quiet boy who had weird and wacky bursts of energy when prompted by his friends
you were as friendly as first graders could get with each other, but you weren’t so attached
you guys were pretty okay friends and when you moved away two years later, you were fine
the years went on and you entered high school, only to see a familiar face that first day
you weren’t sure if it was him at first because he grew up to be a lot more attractive than you had imagined - he had you squinting and everything
but then you heard his name during attendance and you knew you had to go up to him
he was talking to a friend that you assumed he went to middle school with when you approached his desk after classes
“bae jinyoung! the boy whose face has always been the size of my thumb! i’m glad it’s grown to be the size of my fist now”
at first he was shook™ because who was this random stranger attacking him - but then he recognized you and gasped
he exclaimed your name in question and when you gave him a nod of affirmation, he smiled, lifting his hand for a high five
baejin was definitely still the shy boy you met in first grade, but there was still the crazy weirdo part of him that you were friends with that came out when he was around you and other people that he was comfortable with
lunchtime was a blast because you’d make funny faces with your food and he’d clap and cheer for you
“oh, yes good!!!”
you guys had mutual friends, too, but somehow they never fully got you guys like how the two of you understood each other
it only took about a full year of school for baejin to realize that he had feelings for you
you had just finished finals and he wasn’t that happy with the grades he received
you were being dumb as per usual but the second you realized he was sad, your entire mood changed to comfort him
you made a few jokes, but you knew when to be serious and how to cheer him up
that’s when he realized that he couldn’t see himself with anyone who wasn’t you
suddenly, everything you did had his heart beating 100mph and every compliment you gave him made him fall even harder
you heard him singing one day and you told him how much he’s improved since he first sang in front of you? he’s one foot deeper in love
he thought he would have time to collect his feelings and think of how to confess to you, but you showed signs of wanting to date during your second year of high school
“jin, jin, jin! watch me flirt! this is how i’m finally going to get a boyfriend”
a part of baejin’s heart clenched at the thought of you dating a different guy, but he chuckled anyway and insisted you show him
you started by spouting off corny pickup lines
“hey, are you siracha??? cause you spice up my life”
then you proceeded to wink and shoot off finger guns to act cool
jinyoung couldn’t even be sad anymore, he just had a shook look on his face for a second and laughed his ass off
“please never flirt with anyone like that again….please, for the sake of saving humanity”
you pouted, but you didn’t understand his underlying meaning - he was trying so hard to get you to notice his feelings for you but you were just SO OBLIVIOUS
since that day on, he realized that he had to start trying because you were a lot denser than he hoped and you would eventually find a guy you liked and who liked you and then he’d be miserable and sad and stuck doing weird faces at lunch at his other friends who wouldn’t understand him and you’d be gone forever
he couldn’t have that
so he started to compliment you genuinely
“you know why i didn’t recognize you that first day of class as quickly as you recognized me?”
you glared at him for reminding you, “thanks a lot for that”
“it’s because you got a lot cuter than i imagined you would be”
“are you calling my baby self UGLY”
= failure #1
jinyoung then tried to carry your stuff around from class to class
“jin, you know i’m strong enough for this right...”
“yeah, i just wanted to show you that i’m always here to support you, physically, mentally, emotionally - whatever you need from me, you’ve got it”
he glared at jihoon gagging and daehwi giving him a thumbs up at the end of the hallway while you were trying to figure out what he meant
“ah, of course! you needed me to buy lunch for you, huh?”
“what, no—”
= failure #2
at that point, he was getting so desperate that he even asked minhyun for help
“are you kidding me jinyoung, i’ve never even touched a girl!”
“but people fawn over you all the time, tell me your secret!”
minhyun gave him a sympathetic look and pat baejin’s head, “go ask ong instead”
so baejin risked his life to ask ong over lunch for flirting tips
“hey....hyung.......how are you? you look so handsome today!”
ong stopped sipping his tea to squint at jinyoung, “what do YOU want?”
“you’re really good at flirting with people and making it known that you like them....do you have any secrets you’re willing to share with your favorite younger brother figure?”
“i’m not too TIRED for you? i have been awake all day after all, and you know i have TERRIBLE STAMINA”
jinyoung coughed, laughing nervously, “hahAHAHA hyung, i ever tell you how funny you are? you’re my favorite comedian, you always make me laugh”
“sounds like another LIE”
“guys, guys, guys,” daniel interjected and turned to ong, “just hear what jinyoung has to say. if he’s coming to you, that’s already saying a lot”
“what’s that supposed to mean—”
“thank you hyung! that’s why you’re my favorite!” (a hiss from ong was heard) “anyways, i’ve been trying to confess to someone for about a year now, but trying subtly, you know? but it’s impossible when someone is just so CLUELESS”
ong cleared his throat and smirked, slamming a hand on the lunch table. when all the guys turned to look at him, he spoke, “this is what you do, young grasshopper”
he took daniel’s head and drew the latter in closer, the next time you fail at confessing subtly, you just bring them in for a SMOOCH”
“in front of my salad?!” jisung had screamed out, but jinyoung yelped and ran away from the table before he could be further scarred for life
the next day, baejin invited you over to watch some movies at his house and he made sure to play romantic comedies only
when the main couple of the first movie got together, he nudged your shoulder with his, making you look at him, “what is it?”
“that could be us but you playing”
“wait, what are we playing?”
jinyoung almost screamed, but he took a deep breath to calm himself
he took your face into his hands, bringing your mouth to meet his. and although his lips were trembling, you could feel his determination to kiss you and make an impact
you were really surprised at first and wondered what overcame him, but you kissed back nevertheless, enjoying the feel of his lips on yours
he pulled back after a few seconds in nervousness and started to speak, but you were the one to grab his face this time and drew him back for more. his eyes widened in shock, but it only took a few moments for him to drown in you
after a few minutes, the two of you finally pulled apart, and you laughed at how dazed he looked
he was staring into space when you cleared your throat, “sooooo, mind telling me what the was all about?”
“uh, so i’ve liked you since last year but you never noticed...”
“oh, i definitely noticed”
“you were just so oblivious—...wait, what?”
“one time i asked ong for advice on how to respond to your attempts to flirt with me, but he told me something about pretending not to notice...? i don’t know why, but he made me promise to do that and said it would all be worth it in the end...and it was!” you smiled sweetly at him, taking his hand into yours
baejin was just staring at the ground in shock as you hummed and continued to sway your interlocked hands
“i am a fool...”
“what happened?”
“he got his revenge and i didn’t even stand a chance”
and somewhere in the world, ong seongwu was laughing evilly to himself
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