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181104 Adore U (Cover) + I Am YOU - Jeju Hallyu Festival

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🎄

“See? I told you it was going to be a success,” Hyunjin closes your bedroom door behind his slender figure, speaking in a low tone to make sure nobody can hear his words. 

“My aunt already loves you,” you giggle, opening a drawer only to pull out micellar water and cotton disks to remove your makeup, “she’s going to be crushed when she finds out.”

“Maybe she won’t,” Hyunjin casually comments with a shrug, then crosses his arms over his torso and takes his sweater off, remaining with just a long-sleeved t-shirt. 

“What do you mean she won’t, you saw how she was about to cry when I introduced you two,” you point out while removing your earrings, placing the jewellery on your desk, careful not to scratch the delicate wooden surface. 

“She won’t find out, I mean,” Hyunjin clarifies, “pabo.”  

But that confuses you even more. “I’m not following you…”

“I mean, we don’t have to necessarily tell her about our… agreement,” Hyunjin concludes. 

“It’s going to be messy, though, don’t you think?” You ask with a frown, looking at your reflection in the mirror as you start to take your makeup off, starting by your eyes. “I mean, our relationship is technically fake…” you remind him. 

It had been Hyunjin’s idea - he was going to be your fake boyfriend for the winter holidays so that your family would finally stop being nosy about your love life, especially your aunt. You were against the idea, and tried to tell Hyunjin it would only complicate things, but he’d insisted. He’d insisted so much you eventually gave in. 

“Hey, you could always book me as your fake boyfriend for the next holidays,” he jokes, winking at you, and you roll your eyes at him. 

“Yeah, but think about everything that could go wrong,” you admonish him, while focusing on removing your foundation, throwing the used cotton pad in the trash can and grabbing a clean one. 

“What could go wrong?” Hyunjin approaches the bed, but right before he could sit on it, you snap your head in his direction, nearly breaking your neck in the process, just to glare at him. 

“Don’t you dare sit on the bed while you’re still wearing jeans,” you growl, and Hyunjin’s eyebrows lift in surprise. 

“They’re clean though?” 

“Hyunjin, go change. Now,” you demand, and he scoffs, rolling his eyes at you, but you don’t care. Your bedroom, your rules.  

“Fine,” he glares at you, then picks up the clean pajama shirt from your bed, “you were saying that things could go wrong before you went all crazy about my jeans touching your bed. Which things?” 

“I don’t know,” you shrug, styling your hair into a messy ponytail as you proceed with your skincare routine, “like, what if you get a girlfriend? What are you gonna tell her, that you can’t spend the holidays with her because you’re busy pretending to be your best friend’s fake boyfriend?”

He doesn’t seem too bothered by the scenario you’ve just described to him. “If I get a girlfriend,” he stresses the first word. He crosses his arms over his chest and takes off his long-sleeved t-shirt, remaining shirtless in the middle of your childhood bedroom. 

“Why wouldn’t you get a girlfriend? You’re smart and hot and you’re an artist - artists do get laid a lot,” you point out, turning to look at him. He’s already put his pajama shirt on.

“Did you just say I’m hot?” Hyunjin inquires, furrowing his eyebrows as he fidgets with the buttons of his tight skinny jeans. He slides them down his legs, then takes them off for good. Even though it’s not awkward for either of you - since you’re pretty comfortable around each other, you still turn your head away to give him at least a little bit of privacy as he changes. 

“I mean, you are,” you shrug, “and I know countless of girls who wo- what the fuck are you doing?” You nearly shout, unable to mask your surprise. 

Hyunjin’s body is turned so that you’re now facing his back, fingers hooked in each side of his boxers. You stopped him right before he could pull them down his thighs and flash you with his naked butt. 

He looks at you over his shoulder. “What? I always sleep without any underwear on,” he shrugs, acting as if it were the most normal thing in the whole world what he was just about to do. “It’s uncomfortable,” he explains. 

“Yah, we- we’re not sharing a bed if you’re not wearing boxers.”

“But it’s uncomf-“

“I don’t care,” you raise your pointer finger in the air as to admonish him. “I know it’s uncomfortable, I sleep without underwear, too. But that’s the rule for tonight - I can’t sleep next to you knowing… knowing you’re not wearing anything underneath your pajamas.” 

Hyunjin’s cock twitches inside his boxers, still limp, when you mention the fact you usually don’t wear panties while sleeping, but he’s quick to brush the thought away. “Why, because you know you’re gonna want to jump my bones?” He teases, wiggling his eyebrows, and you roll your eyes at him. 

“Idiot,” you shake your head, even though deep down you know he’s right. 

That’s why you didn’t want to accept his offer and pretend you two are dating, that’s exactly what you were scared of. The domesticity of it all, the way everything feels almost too real and natural between the two of you, and also the way you’re starting to grow accustomed to Hyunjin’s constant presence around you. You shouldn’t have agreed on this, especially knowing you have the biggest crush on him, it’s only going to complicate things. 

“Besides,” you furrow your eyebrows, “why would you change here when the bathroom’s just across the hall?”

“To be fair I wasn’t gonna change yet, I just wanted to lie down on the bed,” he corrects you, “it’s your fault.”

You’re finally done with your nighttime skincare routine, and you can finally change and go to bed - you’re exhausted and you could really use a good night’s sleep. You grab your pajamas and exit your bedroom. Hyunjin sees you coming back inside the room mere seconds later, still fully clothed, and gives you a questioning look. 

“It’s occupied, I’m gonna change here,” you explain, and he nods understandingly. “Turn around- or close your eyes, I don’t care.” 

“I was gonna point out that I’ve literally seen you in a bathing suit countless of times by now, but I’m not going to,” Hyunjin comments. 

“Wise choice.” 

It’s true, he’s seen you wearing nothing but a bikini plenty of times, but right now you feel like it’s an entirely different thing. First of all, back then you were at the pool, surrounded by all of your closest friends, while now you’re alone in the confines of your old childhood bedroom. He’s already under the covers, and you’re about to strip down and change while being in the same room as he is. It’s domestic. 

Hyunjin does eventually close his eyes and does not peek while you change. However, he catches a glimp of the side of your breasts by accident, then closes his eyes shut once again and tries to ignore the way his dick just twitched for the second time in less than ten minutes, both times because of you. 

Maybe he overestimated himself. Maybe he shouldn’t have proposed such a ridiculous thing to you knowing the big, fat crush he has on you. Being your fake boyfriend sounds incredibly stupid now, as he lies in your bed and tries to not think of how bad he wants to wrap his arms around your waist, pull you closer and crash his lips on yours. 

It gets even worse when you slip under the covers next to him. 

“Can you turn off the lamp on your nightstand?” You ask him, and he promptly nods, reaching for the switch. 

Darkness engulfs the whole room and your figures, but you can still make out each other’s faces thanks to the moonlight. Hyunjin thinks he could paint you, paint this scene. It’s so intimate, the two of you lying next to each other, sharing a bed for the night - for the week. It’s only the first day, there’s no way he’s going to survive the holidays with you without confessing his feelings. 

“Hyunjin?” You call his name with a weak voice. 

“Hm?” He hums, his gaze shifting to your eyes, fighting the urge to pull some strands of hair away from your face. 

“Put those cold ass feet away from me,” you whine.

“Y/N…” he pouts, “but I’m coooold.”

“Wear some socks, then.”

“Y/N, I literally just told you I can’t sleep with my underwear on, what makes you think I’d sleep with socks on?” He rhetorically asks you, and even though the room is dark, he can still see you rolling your eyes at him. 

“Well, don’t put your feet anywhere me, then,” you scold him. 

“But I’m coooold,” he repeats with the same whiny voice, rubbing his feet with yours until you abruptly pull away.

“Hyunjin, I swear to God, if you touch me again with your-“ of course he does it again. “Hyunjin!”

“What? What are you going to do about it?” He challenges when he feels you sit up on the bed. “What-“ he’s cut off by the pillow you just threw at him, hitting him in the face - not hurting him, of course. 

He stares at you dumbfounded, blinking rapidly a couple of times, slightly confused. Then, he reaches for the lamp switch, turning it on. “Did you just… did you just throw your pillow at me?” He asks you, tilting his head to the side. 

“Yes and I would not hesitate to do it again,” you cross your arms over your chest, looking at him with a raised eyebrow. “Serves you right for putting your-“

It’s his turn to hit you with his pillow. 

You look at him surprised, with your mouth agape and raised eyebrows. “You did not just do that.”

“Why? You did it first,” Hyunjin shrugs, unbothered. 

“And I’m gonna do it again,” you hiss, narrowing your eyes at him. 

“Wha-“

It doesn’t take long before the two of you start a pillow fight. Kneeling on the bed, you hit him with your pillow and he hits you back, and the room is soon filled with giggles and squeaks. Hyunjin almost knocks your lamp off his nightstand by accident, and swears under his breath - it’s vile and coward, you know it, but you still hit him with the pillow while he’s distracted. You just weren’t expecting him to fall from the bed, landing on the floor with a loud thump. 

“Shit, Hyunjin!” You gasp, dropping your pillow on the bed, quickly kneeling on the edge of the bed and sticking your head out to look at him, sprawled on the floor. “Are you alright?”

“I hate you,” he gives you the side-eye, and you giggle. 

“No, you don’t,” you sing-song, tilting your head to the side, “I’m your bestie, you loooove me.” 

He truly does, but you don’t know it yet. 

“Help me get up, you menace,” he shakes his head while chuckling, sticking his arm out so that you can grab him and help him. Only when you do grab his hand, he just pulls you towards him, which results in you falling from the bed as well. Thankfully, there’s a rug, so you don’t hurt yourself. 

“I can’t believe you, you did that on purpose!”

“Of course I did, you did too!” Hyunjin argues, running his fingers through his hair. 

“I did not!” You argue back, knowing it’s not entirely true. 

He quirks an eyebrow at you. “Really?” He asks. “You literally hit me while I was busy fixing your stupid lamp, you so did that on purpose.”

“Nothing of this,” you start, “would have happened if you didn’t rub your ugly feet on mine.”

He gasps dramatically, feigning offence. “First of all, my feet are not ugly,” he says, “and second of all… shut up.”

You kneel on the floor, looking at him with a frown on your face. “Don’t tell me to shut up, you shut up.”

“Or? You’ve already thrown me on the floor, what are you gonna do next, fly me out the window?” He challenges. 

“Don’t try me, bitch,” you giggle and he laughs along, “but I was thinking of something worse.”

“Worse?” 

“Mh-hm,” you hum, and then proceed to attack him, using his weak spot against him. 

A tickling fight. You’re not ticklish at all, but him? He’s the most ticklish person you’ve ever met - literally folds in two as soon as you start torturing him. He squirms so much in his place you’re actually struggling - to make sure he stays in place and accepts his fate, you climb on his lap, continuing to move your fingers on each of his sides. 

“Stop, please,” Hyunjin manages to say between giggles, but you don’t listen to him, and press down on his body, lifting his t-shirt a bit to tickle his skin directly. “Seriously, stop,” he sounds panicked and his eyes widen. You look at him confused, tilting your head. 

“What’s wrong?”

And then you feel it. He knows you’re feeling it by the way your jaw drops. He covers his face with both of his hands, making whiny sound out of embarrassment. You’re currently sitting on his erection. As in, his hard dick is currently pressing on your clothed pussy, and it’s pulsing as it continues to grow. 

“Hyunjin…” 

“Don’t. Please, don’t say anything,” Hyunjin mumbles, “I might die out of embarrassment if you do, I swear.”

You should probably get off of him. Yes, you should definitely get up and not grind on it. A little huff escapes Hyunjin’s lips when you do. It feels hard and long underneath you, and you can’t help but feel a little curious right now. You wonder what it looks like - you wonder what it feels like. And before you know it, you’re grinding on it once more, the tickling fight you’d started is now long forgotten. 

Hyunjin’s hand comes to rest on your hip when he feels you moving on top of him. “Y/N,” he whines, still covering his eyes with his other hand. You can’t help but notice his cheeks are a little red. 

“I’m sorry, it’s just…” you bite on your lip as you squirm some more, “it feels nice,” you confess, boldly.

Hyunjin wails. “Oh my God.”

You’re literally sitting on his dick right now, and you just told him you think it’s nice. Is this a wet dream, perhaps? He’s sure he’s had a similar one not too long ago - it was so vivid, so realistic he’d woken up in a pool of sweat and was forced to shove his hand in his pants and relieve himself because his stupid boner just wouldn’t go away. 

His length twitches, and Hyunjin swears he’s the hardest he’s ever been. 

“Oh,” you gasp at the feeling. 

“Yeah, ‘m sorry,” he still won’t look at you, as he bites on his lip. 

You don’t get up. He doesn’t ask you to. 

He only speaks up when he feels you grinding on his erection once again, now placing his other hand on your other hip, finally finding in himself the courage to look into your eyes. “I- I think you shouldn’t do… that,” he clears his throat.

“You don’t like it?” You ask, tilting your head to the side and looking at him confused. 

Hyunjin blinks at you. Is he sure this is not a dream? 

“Oh, no,” he chuckles, shaking his head and you feel your heart drop. He sees your face and he’s quick to add, “I like it, I do. A little too much maybe. That’s the problem.”

“You do?”

You look so innocent right now, you sound so innocent. Hyunjin wants nothing more than to find the courage to tell you. It couldn’t be any more embarrassing than getting hard while in the middle of a tickling fight, right? 

“I- I mean… of course I like it,” he clears his throat once more, then drops his gaze to where you’re sitting on top of him. “The girl I’m in love with is sitting on my dick right now, I’d be crazy not to like it.”

He did it, he finally did it. Part of him is proud of himself, while a small voice in the back of his brain is yelling “pabo!” at him right now. 

“The girl… the girl you’re in love with?” Your breath hitches, your heartbeat speeds up. It’s so loud you bet Hyunjin can feel it from there. “As in… me?”

“Is there another girl sitting on my dick right now?” You slap his shoulder. “Ow!”

“Sorry, it’s just… I can’t believe you’re in love me,” you confess, your own cheeks heating up. 

“Well I take it back, I’m not anymore. Ow,” he whines, rubbing his shoulder. 

You quickly lean in to place a kiss right on the spot where you slapped him. “No, no, no, don’t take it back, I’m sorry,” you place two, three, four kisses on his shoulder, “I’m in love with you too,” you mumble, your voice is muffled by his pajama shirt. 

He freezes under your touch, but relaxes immediately after, his arm circling your waist as he pulls you closer. You hide your face in the crook of his neck, inhaling the scent of his skin mixed with the one of the cologne he wears. “You are?”

“Of course I am, you pabo,” you giggle, nuzzling his shirt, “I thought I was being so obvious tonight at dinner. I was all over you.”

“I thought you were acting, you know,” Hyunjin mumbles, running his fingers up and down your spine, “like, to convince your family or something.”

“Nope, it was aaaall true.”

“Even when you kissed me under the mistletoe?” Hyunjin can’t help but ask, remembering how good it felt when your lips met his and how it wished it’d never end. 

“Especially then.”

Hyunjin’s slender and delicate fingers cup your face, and force you to look at him. It only lasts a few seconds, though - he swallows the lump in his throat, licks his lips and then he finally kisses you. He kisses you with so much passion and impatience that you both somehow forget you’re still laying on your bedroom floor - you don’t care right now, though, not when Hyunjin’s running his hot tongue along your lower lip. 

It’s when you pull away from each other that Hyunjin begins to kiss your jaw, then your neck, scraping the flesh with his teeth careful not to leave any mark though - he wouldn’t want any of your relatives to point it out tomorrow night at the Christmas dinner. His cock is still hard and still resting between your legs, right on your pussy, and you can’t help but press down on it looking for some form of friction to ease the tingling feeling between your legs. You’re sure your panties are sticky with your arousal by now. 

“Hyunjin…” you huff, wrapping your fingers around his wrists as he now kisses your collarbone. 

“Hm?”

“Can we… do it?”

His cock throbs, his kisses stop. 

“Do you… do you want to do it? Right now?” He mumbles against your skin. A shiver runs down his spine when you run your fingers through his hair. 

You nod. “You’re hard and I’m… I’m wet for you,” you admit and he involuntarily jerks his hips upwards. You both gasp. 

“Shit, sorry, I didn’t mean to,” he mumbles a quick apology, before lifting his head to meet your eyes once more. He wants to be sure you’re sure, that you want this too, that you want him as much as he wants you. “Are you sure you want me? That you wanna do this with me?”

“I’m sure.”

Hyunjin nods. “Okay, okay. Let’s get on the bed the-“

“No!” You interrupt him, and he furrows his brows at you, “I mean… that bed is really old, we’re gonna make so much noise,” you explain. “Here.”

“Here?” Hyunjin asks you. “On the floor?”

You nod. “I kinda need you now.”

It happens so fast you’re not really registering what’s going on. In a matter of seconds, you manage to take off your pajama pants with the help of Hyunjin, whose eyes roll in the back of his head at the sight of your naked pussy. Then, you help him slide his pants down his legs, and he finally whips his dick out. It’s as pretty as you’d imagined it, maybe more. Longer than average, that’s for sure, and maybe not too thick, but definitely the prettiest dick you’ve ever seen. 

“Foreplay?” He asks you, and you shake your head as a no. “You sure?”

“Yeah, ‘m really wet. Feel,” you encourage him, wrapping your fingers around his wrist and allowing him to finally touch you. 

His jaw drops in awe at the feeling of your arousal coating his fingers. “Mhh, for me?”

You nod. “For you.”

Hyunjin bites his lip and wraps his own fingers around the base of his neglected cock, and the both of you gasp and whine when he slides his cockhead up and down your wet folds. And then, he’s pressing at your entrance, ready to slip inside of your heat. 

“Oh,” you gasp at the feeling of him filling you up with his hard length. It’s a stretch, yes, but it’s also a very pleasant feeling, having him inside of you. 

He rests his hand on your hip once he bottoms out, closing his eyes and taking deep breaths. You feel exactly like he thought you would, it’s unreal. Maybe he should pinch his arm and check this really isn’t a dream. 

He helps you with your movements, guiding your hips up and down his length - slowly, just how he likes it. It allows him to feel every inch of your tight pussy squeezing his cock, and he holds back a moan. His hips snap up to meet yours, his cock reaching an even deeper spot inside of you, and you whine. It’s the most beautiful sound in the world to him. 

You place your hands on his chest as you move up and down his length - waiting for the moment only his tip is inside before sinking down, taking all of him inside of you. “Like that, you’re perfect, oh my God,” Hyunjin says though labored breaths, biting his lip as he feels you clenching around him. He cups your asscheek with one of his hands, squeezing the soft flesh underneath his fingers. “Yeah, li- like that,” he encourages you, “you’re so wet, I can’t believe this is all for me.”

“It’s all for you, Hyune, it’s yours. I’m yours,” you whimper. 

Hyunjin chokes a moan. “Mine? You’re mine? Yeah, yeah, you are, of course you are,” he’s rambling at this point, feeling close to emptying himself inside of you. “‘M never gonna let you go, you’re stuck with me now.”

You nod, bouncing on his cock, albeit slowly - the filthy, squelching sounds that are filling the room drive both you and Hyunjin crazy. “And you’re stuck with me.”

“My pleasure,” Hyunjin chuckles, “I’ve wanted this for so long, you have no idea.”

You smile at him, and are about to say something when the feeling of your impending orgasm cuts you off. “Hyune, ‘m…” you whine, “‘m about to-“

Hyunjin promptly lifts himself up so that you’re both in a sitting position now, and he’s quick to kiss your lips to muffle your moans as you cum around him. The feelings is indescribable, it makes him want to never stop fucking you. He intertwines his fingers in your hair, placing small pecks on your mouth as you catch your breath, riding out your high. 

“‘M close, too. Where- where can I-“

“Inside, Hyune, inside,” you answer without thinking twice, and maybe you should have.

With his eyes rolled back and his mouth agape, he releases inside of you mere seconds later, filling you up with his warm semen, giving a couple of shallow thrusts to ride it out completely. He lies back down on the floor, chest rising and falling quickly. He feels you rest your head on his torso, and he wastes no time in wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you closer as he kisses your head. He’s still inside of you. 

“Maybe we should…” he starts, still feeling a bit dizzy, “maybe we should clean ourselves up before it start to… you know, leak.”

“Yep, definitely,” you kiss his chest, “my mom’s gonna kill you if your cum stains the rug,” you giggle. 

Hyunjin feels absolutely complete as he slides under the covers and wraps his limbs around you a couple of minutes later, kissing your shoulder as he intertwines his fingers with yours. You’re about to finally fall asleep when you hear his voice.

“So I’m assuming it won’t bother you anymore if I touch you with my cold ass feet now?”

🎄

-> 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐮𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭! “𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧” 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝

[linos-luna]

Ask and you shall receive 💕

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My Queen (Pt. 2) 🔪

Yandere!Hyunjin x Fem!Reader

Warning: Yandere, 18+, delusions, Stockholm Syndrome?, Soft Sex, drinking

(Pt. 1) (Pt. 2) (Pt. 3) (Pt 4)

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Another two weeks has passed. Your shoulder was finally healing but still sore. A weak point, if you may. You felt that the longer you were here, the more Hyunjin’s mind slipped into this delusion. And while you were technically his prisoner, it wasn’t all that bad…

Hyunjin was able to gather more of your items from your house as the days went by. He would also bring you new things as gifts. You wondered if any friends or family had realized you were missing. Were they even looking?

Whatever was happening in the outside world, it didn’t matter to Hyunjin. He was too busy with you. Loving you. Serving you. Spoiling you.

He would barely let you walk, opting to carry you bridal style anywhere he went. He dressed you everyday and would fix your hair. If you didn’t comply, he’d be angry but try and control himself to not hurt you. It was hard sometimes. He was very unpredictable and some days were like walking on eggshells.

A cheesy rom com played as you sat on the couch. A blanket rested on your lap as you waited for the man to finish cooking. You weren’t paying much attention to the movie and fiddled your thumbs on your lap.

Hyunjin soon came out of the kitchen, setting some dishes on the dining table.

“Dinner is ready, my love.” He said with a smile while taking your hand.

At the table you see a tasty steak dinner. You didn’t know he could make something like that. But maybe he looked it up online.

Hyunjin pulled your hair behind your shoulders before sitting next to you.

The steak was cut up in small pieces and vegetables nicely aligned with the rice. A glass of wine was there as well, nearly halfway full. Seemed like a lot.

You were about to take the fork to begin before Hyunjin stopped you.

“How about I feed you today.” He said while taking the fork. “A queen shouldn’t have to lift a finger.”

“I… I can feed myself…”

“My love, I insist.” He took your hand and looked at you with desperation.

He hasn’t been so serious about feeding you before so this was unsettling. But the least you could do was feed yourself.

“No… Hyunjin… I don’t—”

Hyunjin suddenly squeezed your hand tight. And it was very tight. The grip had you whimpering as your finger bones were squeezed together. Needless to say that it hurt a lot.

“I’ll feed you tonight.” He said sternly, suddenly getting very serious.

“H-hurts… you’re hurting me…” you whimpered and he quickly let go. Almost as soon as he went serious, he was back to himself.

“I’m sorry, darling!” He pleaded while kissing your hand. “I must’ve hurt your frail bones!”

You sighed as he began to feed you. The food was actually delicious and you ate the whole thing.

Hyunjin took a sip of the wine before holding it to your lips.

You were about to grab it when he slapped your hand away and tilted the glass for you to drink. You weren’t exactly fond of red wine but if you didn’t drink, it would just get everywhere.

The bitter drink went down your throat fairly quick and he was already preparing another glass.

“One is okay…” you said as you felt your cheeks getting warm. It must be a strong wine as you were already feeling buzzed.

“Nonsense.” He said before putting it to your lips again.

Drinking it again definitely left you buzzed and your mind was getting a little fuzzy. Nothing too crazy but you definitely weren’t sober.

“Was it good?” He asked. “I only buy the best for you.”

You nodded and he smiled with joy as he helped you to your feet.

“Um… Jinnie?” You had an idea, not sure how it would go.

“Yes, darling?” He replied quickly.

“I… I was wanting to um…” you looked down, feigning shyness. “N-never mind…”

He instantly got on his knees before you and held your hand. “No what is it, my love? Anything! I’ll do it!”

“I just… I wanted…” you paused for a moment, hoping that if you use his lingo, perhaps it’ll entice him more. “I want to… take a stroll… around the castle…”

“Why of course!” Hyunjin said before standing up and holding your cheek. “My queen needs her activities, right.”

You nodded as he took your hand and led you to the bedroom.

He got you a coat and held your hand as he started walking you from the room to the kitchen.

“Um… how about outside?”

“Outside?” He paused. “But we are strolling your castle.”

“But… but I wish to see the garden!” You said quickly. “Surely there is a lovely garden. All castles have one. You know?”

“Of course!” He blinked as if coming out of a thought. “I will take you there immediately!”

After putting on your shoes, he took you out to the backyard.

Now his backyard wasn’t anything special; in fact, it was quite small. There wasn’t really much of a garden either.

There was a small tree to a side and on rose bush. Trees from the neighbor’s yard carried over into his, leaving some apples hanging on the side. Other than that, the grass was almost dead.

“Wow.” You said awkwardly while looking around.

“I’m glad you like it, my love.” He said while kissing your cheek. “I was sure to fill it with the most beautiful flowers just for you.”

He motioned in a direction that had nothing, only dirt where a flowerbed could be.

“Hyunjin… there’s nothing there…”

“Nothing there?! Of course there is!” He chuckled and went to the area, reaching out as if he plucked a real flower. “I was sure to plant the prettiest flowers. The castle garden must be as gorgeous as you.”

You laughed nervously as he put the nonexistent flower in your hair and admired you.

“I-it’s… a lovely pink…”

“Pink?! My dear, that is purple.” He laughed. “The wine must be messing with your head.”

Hyunjin continued to walk you around, avoiding some spots as if plants were actually there. It worried you a bit.

“Jinnie… may I see the garden up front?”

“No.” He said bluntly.

“Why not?”

“Because someone will try and steal you away!” He said frantically.

You stepped back for a moment as he calmed himself.

“It’s getting dark.” He said while looking up to the sky. “Let’s go in.”

After settling down, you were in a nightgown. You waited for him to come back from turning out the lights in the kitchen and living room. He then came in with another two glasses of wine. Both half full.

You were still a bit buzzed from the last two glasses and looked at him confused as he raised it to your lips.

“Jinnie… haven’t I had enough?”

“Tonight is special.” He smiled while tilting it, making you gulp it down pretty fast.

With that, you were definitely past buzzed. Tipsy is more like it. Your mind was a little fuzzy and vision delayed. You only looked at him with drooping eyelids.

He gave you a kiss on the lips before pushing you on your back. For a moment, you snapped back into reality and saw him looking down at you. And yet… you had no ambition to move.

“Let me please you tonight.” He said while holding your cheek. “I promise to be gentle.”

You opened your mouth to speak but nothing came out.

“Let me worship your body as a queen deserves.” He added while rubbing your side and delivering another kiss to your lips. But this one was deep and filled with more passion.

As he kissed you, you found yourself doing the unthinkable. Kissing him back. Surely it must be the alcohol that was clouding your judgement!

Hyunjin loved when you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, deepening the kiss and making soft moans.

His hands were under your nightgown, lightly groping you as he pushed his tongue through. And you? Well you didn’t fight it.

“Please, my love.” He whispered against your lips. “Let me love you…”

His hand was already at the waistband of your panties and you could feel yourself getting aroused by his touch.

“Okay…”

“Hm?” Hyunjin paused, holding your cheeks while looking into your eyes.

“You can….”

“I can show you my love?”

“Yes….”

You couldn’t believe what you were saying. Your mouth must have a mind of its own! No way! Surely you weren’t in the right mind! Right?

“Thank you my love!” He said before continuing to make out with you.

“My dear queen…” he gasped between kisses to your neck. “No one is as fair as you… nor as beautiful…”

You blushed. His complements always felt good. Hyunjin kissed your breasts and nipples over the nightgown and slowly lowered your underwear.

They were already wet. Very wet actually. He quickly stripped of his pants and boxers, already noticeably hard.

He teased your hole with his cock making you gasp softly before he slowly entered.

A fairly tight fit, but felt so good.

“My queen…” he grunted as he started to thrust. “So tight…”

You moaned at even the slightest of moment and it got more and more breathy as he continued.

He held your wrists above your head with one hand while holding you cheek with the other. He passionately kissed you, swallowing your noises as he made love to you.

The feeling was amazing. So warm and comforting. For a moment you forgot about everything in the world and the situation at hand. What situation? He was loving you. Taking care of you and giving constant praise,

It all accumulated to when you had your euphoric orgasm. One that you hadn’t had in a long time.

After coming himself, Hyunjin pulled out and gave a few more sloppy kisses before resting next to you.

You only stared up at the ceiling. Where are you? What is happening?

“I need to use the restroom, darling.” He said while walking out. “Ill be right back.”

When hearing the bathroom door close, you stumbled to your feet and made your way to the front room.

Your mind was still clouded but it was clear enough to see that the front door was unlocked. Perfect.

You went to it. Excited for the taste of freedom but then you paused.

Your hand laid on the doorknob but you did nothing.

Open it! The voice of reason pleaded. But you didn’t.

He’ll be devastated if you leave! Right? Or is it that… you wanted to stay…?

No way! That’s crazy talk! Why would you want to stay with the man who kidnapped you?? The man that took you from your life! … Your boring and mundane life… A life where no one cherishes you like he does…

You shake your head at the absurd internal arguments and twist the knob. Before you do anything, you hear Hyunjin call out to you.

“My love?! Where are you?!”

Your heart was pounding. It’s now or never.

“Darling, what are you doing here?” Hyunjin chuckled as he entered the kitchen.

And there you were. Leaning against the stove, away from the now locked front door.

“I just… wanted a snack…”

[tvx6000]

☆ talk to me

genre: fluff, angst (?), hurt/comfort

pairing: hyunjin x fem!reader

warnings: anxiety, cussing, conflict(?), crying blah blah

wc: 1770

t-note: i don't mean to make this a trend in my posts.....but i hate this fic lollsloslso TT first and foremost it's completely not my style of wirting, capitalization and all. but I found this unfinished with a completely different storyline and though hmmm this could be worth posting. ngl the quality of writing decreases as you read i feel like :3 the end is kind rushed (?), i couldn't figure out how to resolve it. please send me any feedback you have, as well as any requests!!

You both were at an award show. Hyunjin had on this gorgeous jet black suit, decked out in YSL accessories. His hair and makeup were done special that night, the stylist spending a few extra moments on each feature, and you honestly didn’t think you'd ever been more in love with him.

You were both sitting at a small table, while the rest of the boys were socializing with other idols. You both had just been given the green light on announcing your relationship, and Hyunjin wasted no time. Probably minutes after he received the call, he went straight to twitter to post a selfie of you two,

“my muse :)”

It’d been a few weeks since then, and soon enough came your first outing as an official couple, this award show. Your anxiety was at an all time high – though when was it not – and Hyunjin had been extra attentive and sweet to you all day, your happiness and comfort being most important to him.

But soon enough, you couldn’t stop the pit of guilt laced bile forming in your stomach. This was his special night, and here you were acting like a baby. I mean, really Y/n? You couldn’t have waited till-

“Baby?”

Suddenly your mind went silent for a second, and you realized your lover was trying to bring you back.

“Your eyes look cloudy baby what’s wrong? Do you need to step out for a minute?”

The pit starts to bubble extra hard.

Trying your best to put on a smile – although it comes out a little wobbly – “Of course not! I’m fine honey, just a little jittery waiting for the awards to be announced.”

It was a decent lie, but the execution was terrible and you both knew it.

“Babe…….” He questioned with his eyebrows raised skeptically.

“I’m fine Jinnie, I promise.”

His shoulders seemed to slack a little at that last part, though you could tell he was still on edge.

“Okay….I’m gonna go get us some water, don’t hesitate to come find me if anything at all happens. I mean it.” He stated sternly

“Cross my heart hope to die” You replied with a soft smile

And as heavy as your heart was, you still couldn’t help the way your eyes lingered on him as he walked away.

Wow…….He’s really yours.

Soon enough, it came time for the awards. Hyunjin was back by your side, the other boys in seats right next to him. His hand holding yours as the awards were announced.

“And Fan Favorite Boy Group of the Year goes to……… JYPE’s Stray Kids!!”

You couldn’t help but break into the widest grin you’d ever smiled as the boys stood up to go accept their award. 

They were so talented, and they’d worked relentlessly so this win didn’t come as a surprise to you. They deserved it.

But what did come as a surprise to you, is when Hyunjin was about to walk away, he turned, leaned down, and planted a firm kiss right on your mouth. Now in the moment, you acted natural, kissing back and smiling then waving him off. But as soon as you were certain there were no cameras on you. Your smile dropped and your heart started racing. 

Oh god, what would everyone think? They’re gonna talk about how unprofessional that was, and how the boys don’t deserve that award. Fuck this is all my fault, I shouldn’t have let him kiss me. I shouldn’t be here.

And unfortunately, right as you got up to excuse yourself, you didn’t notice the boys giving their individual thank you’s, and Hyunjin watching you run off with a look of hurt, worry, and betrayal plastered on his face.

To anyone else, your thoughts sounded completely irrational, but anxiety isn’t rational. And they took over your legs before you could think about it any further.

You don’t know how long you’ve been in the bathroom. It feels like it’s been a few minutes, but as you hear several rounds of applause, and soon enough rapid frantic knocking on the door, you know you’ve been in there far too long.

“Baby? Y/n? Babe please I know you’re in there?........Baby what happened?”

Fuck. You don’t know. You’re suddenly hit with a huge wave of humiliation and guilt. You know you couldn’t bear to look him in the eye. So with two quick swipes under your eyes, you swing the door open to see your Jinnie standing there, eyes glazed over, and out of breath – did he run here?

“Oh my god Y/n you had me worried fucking sick. What happened baby? You just ran off and I-”

“I’m fine Jinnie.”

You stated as firmly as you could in the moment. You felt a sharp pain in your chest as a look of hurt flashed across his face. You walked straight past him and beelined for the door you all came through. You just wanted to get home.

You soon heard harsh footsteps behind you, you could tell he was angry. Fuck.

You soon saw Leeknow waiting by the limo, and as you approached he shot you a look of concern and confusion, almost wordlessly asking you ‘are you okay?’. You mustered up a small smile of reassurance and climbed into the limo. This was going to be the longest ride of your life.

The whole way home, Hyunjin wouldn’t even look at you. Though you were trying to exactly grab his attention, his expression stayed the same the whole ride. Nonchalant. Too nonchalant  for your liking. You know you deserved it but he looks so calm, you’d think nothing would’ve happened at all. And suddenly, the dull ache in your heart became a sharp, shooting pain.

You soon made it home, rushing out the car with a hasty goodbye and jogging to your door. Not even bothering to drop anything besides your shoes at the door, you rushed upstairs to the bathroom.

There’s no way Hyunjin would wanna talk to you right now…so what should you do? Maybe if you go to bed quick enough, you can sleep this all away, as if it was a bad dream. So that’s what you begin to do.

You strip out of your bordering uncomfortable dress and take the pins out of your hair, and get into the shower.

As you let the water run over you, you began to think. 

How can I apologize for this? A regular “Sorry, I love you” can’t fix this. No, Hyunjin deserves better than that. He deserves better than me. God I hope he doesn’t break up with me, I don’t know what I’d do. He’s been really quiet, and I haven’t heard anything upstairs. Oh no what if he left? What if-

You hastily finish washing and all but leap out of the shower. After haphazardly drying off and throwing on a (his) t-shirt and underwear, you quickly pad downstairs.

As you descend the stairs you notice the silence that has taken over your home. It’s almost as if you're the only one home, and that scares you.

“Jinnie?” you almost whisper into the space.

Nothing.

Your heart starts to race and you feel like crying,

“Hyunjin?” you call as you roam throughout the downstairs.

He’s not here. You start to panic, looking frantically around for your phone, and just as the first tear falls and you start to bolt upstairs, you hear the door unlocking.

You spin around, and there he is. When did he change?

As he walks in with a bag and takes off his shoes, you freeze. You don’t know if you were ready for this conversation yet.

“Hi” He mumbles as he sets everything down on the counter.

“Where were you?” You force out, the weight in your chest making it hard to speak.

“I picked up some food for dinner, since neither of us-” He stops as he looks up at you, hair pulled back so he has a clear line of sight.

“What is it? Why are you crying?”

“I’m sorry.” you say with a wobbly voice

“I’m really really sorry I don’t know what my problem was earlier”

He stares at you for a long moment. Or maybe it was just for a second, you aren’t completely present.

“It’s okay baby. I was upset earlier but now I just wanna make sure you’re fed and figure out what’s wro-”

“No Jinnie I really mean it I don’t know what was wrong earlier but I swear to you it will never happen again” You said through heaving breaths- wait, heaving? When did you start crying?

“Hey hey hey baby it is fine. I promise you I’m not upset. Something was obviously wrong and I don’t blame you. At all.”

He swiftly moved toward you and wrapped you up in a hug.

“I know you get anxious sometimes, and it can cause miscommunication. But that’s why I need you to talk to me baby. Please. I know life can be a lot. Especially when my career is involved, but I need to know that you know you are my top priority always. And all I want is for you to feel happy and safe. So when I know that you don’t but you won’t let me help you, I start to feel a little helpless.”

He pauses and brings a hand to cradle the back of your head,

“Loving you is the easiest thing I’ve ever done, and I like to say it comes naturally. Like I was born to do it. But unfortunately, I can’t read your mind. So please. Help me help you baby. Let me help you”

He presses multiple kisses to the top of your head and that was the straw that broke the camel's back. You start to sob. Heavy, achy, cries but he can make out the few words you're saying.

“I love you Jinnie I’m sorry, I’ll always tell you what’s wrong I promise” You say punctuating with a long loud sniffle.

He squeezes you, “My sweet girl….I love you so much more”

He pulls away, “Let’s eat before it gets cold”

As he begins to walk and you follow, he dramatically sighs,

“I must say though…..I gave quite the speech…can’t believe you missed it baby”

As he looks up from the food, he sees your eyes tearing up once again,

“Oh my goodness baby, I was joking I’m sorry” He says as he pulls you in for another hug

He kisses your cheek and breathes out, “What will I do with you baby?”

thank u for reading :3

[littleracha]

Ello! This is my first request can you do were CG Skz with their Little at the beach but the little can't swim?

Also english isn't my first language^^

Have a good day!

Hello Little Duckling! You are doing amazing sweetheart! This request is beyond adorable. I decided to write it story style instead of headcanon, I hope you don't mind.

Have a good day as well, little dumpling.

Just a Little Splash

Hot did not even begin to describe how it felt outside. The world seemed to be on fire and there was nothing to do to escape the heat. It was inevitable that you would slip due to the discomfort of the whole situation but that didn't bother your caregivers one bit. 

Instead, they were focused on cooling you down as your poor puffy face began to turn red and splotchy from the heat.

"Oh my poor baby, Mommy is so sorry." Felix felt awful seeing how your body was reacting. He placed a gentle hand on your forehead and was alarmed by your temperature. "Minho! Come here!" Felix shouted out before immediately going back to your care. "Shhh baby, Noona is coming. Your noonie will be here soon"

"What's wrong Lix, I am trying to stop Hyunjin from breaking what little A/C we have" Minho wiped his hands on his shirt before looking over at you. "My little kitten! What happened to you" He was instantly at your feet.

"They are burning up! I think the heat is starting to make them sick. We need to cool them down" Felix brushed your hair with his hand, it was a nervous habit of his as a caregiver.

"What about the waterpark?" I.N. seemed to show up out of nowhere.

"Can't, they closed it last week"

"DURING A HEAT WAVE"

"Don't yell at me! Take it up with Mr.Wildwaves himself" Minho snarked back to I.N.

"Hot" a weak little voice caught all the caregivers' attention.

"Oh we know sugar, Mommy is so sorry. Let's get everyone in here and figure out how to help our little baby." Felix ended his sentence with a bop to your nose. It didn't help much but it did make you giggle.

Once all the boys were in the living room, ideas started flying. The whole situation became overwhelming but thankfully Han caught on.

"Here little quokka, sit on Oppa's lap." After getting all snuggled up, Han pressed your head into his chest to muffle the noise.

"I got it!" Chan stood up from excitement at his idea.

"Little one?" Han kissed your head to get your attention. "Listen to Daddy now, okay?" You gave a tired smile.

"Let's go to the beach! Felix and I have been dying to take them! Minho already has lunch made so we can pack it up and take it with us. We can all hang out in the water and just relax. Sound good cubby?" Everyone could tell you agreed based on the smile that appeared on your face.

The trip to the beach was fairly uneventful. You rode with Chan, Felix, Seungmin, and Hyunjin. Jinnie tried his best to give your room so you didn't get hotter while Seungmin was determined to put every single car vent on you. This prompted a scolding from Chan in the driver's seat as he could see your teeth chattering.

When you began to see the ocean line break over the hills, you danced around in your seat. You climbed over Hyunjin to get a better look.

"Mama! See the water?" You pointed to the very obvious ocean.

"Mama isn't sure he sees it, baby. Can you point it out to me?" Hyunjin held onto your waist to keep you secure as he followed your instructions.

"But now Minnie wants to see pup! Can you show Minnie where it is?" You giggled at Seungmin's request but showed him anyway.

It was about an hour of setting up before the boys all collected around you and Jeongin on the beach towels. During that time Innie was explaining all the fun things you would get to do. All of it seemed like a whole new world to you and your eyes shined at every new activity. However, Jeongin didn't fail to notice how your eyes dulled at the mention of swimming. He wouldn't bring it up now, not while you are occupied by the strange substance known as sand.

"Okay, Bunbun! Plan time." Changbin swooped you up and sat back down with you.

"We are going to eat some lunch and then we are going to go play before we get in the water. Okay, Cubby?" Chan asked but he knew you weren't fully paying attention, Binnie was always too much of a distraction.

Minho passed out the food and gave Changbin a gentle reminder that the baby had to eat most of their food. However, that didn't stop your dada from becoming the munch monster and sneaking bites out of everything you had. While you were distracted, Jeongin whispered something to Felix.

The next few hours were some of the most fun you had. It started with sea shell hunting with Han. Then Hyunjin helped you make a sand castle fit for a mermaid royal family. Seungmin took you on a small walk up the coastline and introduced you to all the dogs that came your way. Changbin played some games like catch and frisbee with you and the other boys while Jeongin set up a small dance party. Whispers seemed to surround everything you did.

It seemed to be that time. All the boys eventually ended up in the water, well all but Minho. No, instead Minho was watching you take your much-needed nap under the comfort of the umbrella. Your eyes blinked open and you retreated into Minho's lap when the light came in.

"Oh Kitten, a little too bright huh?" He chuckled as he shielded your eyes. 

"Do you wanna join your other caregivers in the water baby, itll be much cooler."

"Um....No thank you" The way you fidgeted with your shirt was telling.

"Kitten, can Noonie ask you a question?" he was met with a hum in response. "My little kitten doesn't like water, do they? Baby, do you maybe not know how to swim?" You shied away in embarrassment. "No need to be embarrassed honey! Guess what, Noona can't swim either!"

"Noonie doesn't know how to swim?" Your head perked up at his confession.

"Nope! But you know what? I think maybe we should be brave together. What do you say kitten? Just a little splash?"

"Just a little splash." You repeated to yourself.

Minho carried you down to the water with his own shaking arms. To be honest he was just as scared as you were. But when the boys saw you both coming, the looks on their faces ranged from comforting to excited. Minho's toes graced the water and he jumped back a bit by the cold. 

Then, once situated, he lowered you down to the ground. He had to give you a bit of a shake to make you let go but his hand instantly intertwined with yours.

One step at a time you two entered the water all while Chan and Felix held out their arms.

"Come here baby, come to Daddy" Chan beckoned you over.

"Can't Daddy!" You backed into Minho.

"Yes, you can baby! Move your arms just like this" Felix motioned what he wanted you to do. "Then kick your little leggies!"

You followed his instructions and while you were moving slowly, you were moving.

"That's it cubby! Just a bit more!" All the boys cheered as you made your way into Chan's arms.

"Your turn Minho!" Han called out and was instantly met with rejection. Suddenly his torso was wet. When he looked to find the culprit he found a very smitten little staring back.

"It's just a little splash, Noonie!"

[enhasfever]

catch fire — p. jongseong

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╰┈➤ [ summary.txt ] in which you and jay have been competing with each other since you were in primary school, and it can't possibly get any worse when you're paired for a project. that is, until you're suddenly planning for an unsolicited wedding.

╰┈➤ [ notes.txt ] part of the bloodline enhypen hyung line series!!

"yah, park jongseong!"

you lifted your head and peered over the top of your macbook as a familiar girl came storming into the library. what was her name again? chaewon? chaeyeon?

"yeojin hush, we're in a library," jay hissed, taking her by the arm and yanking her down into the open seat beside him. dang, you hadn't even been close.

"i don't care if we're sitting in the front row of a church sermon," she bit back harshly, "i'll scold you wherever i want!"

your eyebrows lifted in amusement and you glanced back and forth between jay and this yeojin girl who seemed to be blind to your presence at the table. jay let out a defeated sigh and ran his hands through his pristinely styled hair, ruffling it enough to have a few locks of hair falling in front of his face attractively... not that you were admiring him or anything.

"look jinnie, i'm sorry–"

"don't you jinnie me, park jongseong!" she seethed. "how dare you try to dump me? and over a text, too?" she swatted his shoulder roughly and scowled deeply at him.

your mouth fell agape at this new revelation and you couldn't help but continue to watch in awe as the scene continued to unfold. you hadn't been aware of any girlfriend of his. why did it bother you the more you thought about it? surely he would've mentioned a girlfriend to you by this point, right? you two didn't have to be madly in love to at least have the decency for clear communication.

"i'm sorry, i didn't want to do this, believe me. there's nobody else i'd rather be with," he sighed, reaching over to take her hand in his which she surprisingly let him do.

ouch, okay.

"then why are you doing this?" she demanded with glossy eyes and a trembling lip. maybe you were starting to feel bad now, but it wasn't like you had much of a choice in the matter.

"you wouldn't understand, jinnie..." he trailed off sheepishly.

"come on, park," you finally interjected, "she deserves to know."

both of their attention drew to you and yeojin seemed to only then notice you sitting there. "sorry, who are you?" she demanded, quirking a scrutinizing brow at you as she briefly took in your appearance.

you glanced over to meet jay's eyes and he subtly widened them, shaking his head at you. "should i tell her or would you like to break the news?" you prompted, primly folding your hands in your lap.

"y/n, don't," jay warned.

yeojin's gaze bounced back and forth between the two of you wildly, her expression forming into one of utter confusion. "tell me what?" she asked, her voice pitching slightly higher as her eyes began filling up with more tears. you really did feel bad for her, truly.

"she's just trying to mess with us," jay grumbled, fixing you with a hard glare that told you to shut your mouth before you could make things worse. but, that was what you were best at when it came to park jongseong, and in the end this poor girl did deserve closure on why her supposed boyfriend suddenly dumped her.

"who do you think you are?" yeojin turned back to you with a matching icy glare to that of the man sitting beside her.

you clicked your tongue and tried your hardest to bite back the smirk that began to tug the corner of your lips upward. "his future wife," you answered nonchalantly, sitting back in your seat.

you saw the way jay's eyes grew even bigger as yeojin suddenly stood from her seat, knocking the chair backwards and slamming her hands against the tabletop as she leaned in dangerously towards you. "you're his what?" she all but shrieked, causing more heads to turn in your direction.

"listen, i'm just as happy about this as you are," you held your hands up in defense.

she whirled around to face jay and loomed over him while he shrunk down into his seat in mortification as he, too, noticed the stares. "when were you planning to tell me you were in love with someone else? were you just going to lead me on for the rest of my life?"

she suddenly lifted her hand and you held your breath as you waited for it to make contact with his face but were greatly disappointed when she did no such thing. she aggressively ripped off one of the few rings adorning her fingers, angrily throwing it on the tabletop in front of him.

"if i ever hear from you again, park jongseong, it'll be too soon!" you watched as she stormed back out of the library and bit back a satisfied smile at the enraged look jay threw at you.

"you just love making my life a living hell, don't you?" he bit out viciously as he began to hastily pack his things up.

"i do get my daily dopamine boost through it," you quipped back easily as you returned to the word document on your screen.

without another word, jay rose up from his seat and left you at the table alone, presumably to go after yeojin in an attempt to patch things up.

'he's cute when he's angry.'

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[aeyunaa]

Pretty boy

Hyunjin!idol boyfriend/ idol!y/n

Fluff, so sweet it’ll give you a toothache, slight sexual tension, intoxicated y/n, husband material Hyunjin. 😫💅🏽🌸

Hyunjin was always so sweet and considerate, he did things without me having to ask him, he is every girl’s ideal boyfriend. We had went out partying together because nearly half of Seoul was there, we sat took photos, drank, danced for a bit then repeated. I sat down at the bar my head was spinning all the alcohol was finally getting to me. It wasn’t long before Hyunjin sat beside me placing both hands on my sides “Y/n…are you feeling okay baby? Wanna head home?” I could hardly process what he asked so I just sat there “yea, let’s go home.” he stood up picking me up in a bridal style, before walking out the club doors and to the car.

When we had gotten home the first thing I did was run to the bathroom throwing myself over the toilet to puke and Hyunjin was right behind me holding my hair and patting my back reassuring me that everything would be fine. After awhile I sat on our bed swinging my legs back and forth as I watched him change out of the fancy suit he had on. He smiled when he caught me staring “don’t act like you’ve never seen me completely bare before” I stood up and walked to him running my hand down his chest his eyes followed my hand as it stopped at the rim of his boxers “you’re so good to me how’d I manage to capture you in the first place” he smiled again before pulling me into a kiss. His lips were sweet yet a bit bitter damn that cherry margarita… he pulled away “you deserve the very best y/n and that’s exactly what’ll I’ll give you. I don’t know what I’d do without out you baby” he mumbles under his pants and quickened breaths. “I love you so much y/n”

“I love you to Jinnie”

[fantastic-bby]

Pairing: Reader x Hyunjin

Word count: 758

Genre: Fluff | Domesticity

Ever since you moved in with Hyunjin, your daily routine has changed for the better. 

Warnings: -

Masterlist

[8:43]

There’s something about your morning routine that just makes you so happy. 

“Honey,” you call gently while shaking your boyfriend awake, trying your best to not make him jump awake. You let your hand brush his light brown hair out of his eyes, swiping it to the side when he tries unconsciously shrugging you off. 

Hyunjin stirs in his sleep, eyes squeezing for a moment before fluttering open to look at you. 

“Come on, it’s time to get up.” 

He lets out a groan, but sits upright nonetheless; not without your help either.  Hyunjin blinks lazily with his lips jutted out in a pout as he looks at you. 

“What time is it?” he asks groggily as he looks around your bedroom to try and get himself alive and awake. 

“It’s almost nine, Jinnie,” you say softly, hand running through his hair gently in an attempt to wake him up more, but your touch only makes him feel more at ease and it makes him let out a soft, contented sigh. 

Ever since you had moved into your new apartment with your boyfriend, your morning routine had changed significantly to make way for the new addition to your day.  The decision to move in together came rather easily from almost two years of dating and from how much you both love each other; so the topic of moving into an apartment that was in the middle of both of your workplaces came as a natural step for the both of you.

And it only amplified the amount of love that you’ve harboured for Hyunjin over the course of your relationship.

Hyunjin was always a big romantic. From the regular flowers delivered to your office, to the extravagant surprise dates; you’ve always thought that he was quite literally the perfect boyfriend. Of course, he has his flaws, but Hyunjin never fails to remind you just how much he loves you. Whenever he would wake up before you, he would always kiss you awake to gently coax you out of your slumber. Breakfast in bed was relatively regular, but with his cooking skills, Hyunjin would rather order something in and present it to look cute and fancy just for you. 

He had completely changed your mornings for the better. And as the hopeless romantic that he is, Hyunjin believed that showering together was the best way for the both of you to get your morning dose of non-sexual intimacy. When his hands are wrapped around you, bare skin against bare skin with the soap lathered onto each other, giggles laced with that morning haze that almost makes you both feel high. 

And when you’ve both stepped out of the shower, wrapped in your fuzzy towels, it’s a different sort of feeling when you’re getting dressed together and Hyunjin offers to do your skincare for him while you try to style his hair at the same exact time; which usually results in toner spilling all over the place and a wonky ponytail right at the side of his head. 

But they were sweet mornings that would always get you ready for the day. You’d leave the apartment, hand-in-hand, walk down together until you had to part ways for work. Hyunjin would give you a kiss goodbye, and when you would both return to the apartment, he would kiss you hello. Any time that he would see you, he would greet you with a kiss. 

The amount of times where either of you would surprise each other at work and the greeting kiss had become so normalised, that the rest of Hyunjin’s bandmates were totally used to you popping in on their practices for the both of you to kiss each other sweetly instead of saying hello. His friends had also gotten used to the way Hyunjin’s mood would immediately change whenever you showed up because you just sparked something within him. 

Which led to them reaching out to you whenever Hyunjin seemed to be a bit more frustrated with himself than normal.

“Let me know if you’re working late, okay?”  You stand outside of your apartment building, holding both of his hands in yours and a soft smile on your face. 

“I will,” Hyunjin nods. “I’ll see you later.”

He leans forward and presses a soft kiss against your lips, smiling into the kiss before he pulls away to truly take you in as he usually does before he leaves. Hyunjin always looks at you as though it’s the last time he’ll ever see you and the way his eyes fill with so much love makes you feel so wanted and adored. 

“I love you.”

“I love you, too, baby.” 

[honey-boyyoongi]

Pairing ➪ Yoonji x Y/n | Jimin x Y/n | Yoonji x Jimin x Seokjin

Word count ➪ 6k Words

Warnings ➪ cursing through out; authors horrible attempt at humor; mentions of blood; mentions of anxiety attack; description of an anxiety attack;

Summary ➪ Y/n needs a place to stay as of yesterday. Her roommate bailed on her, she’s too far from her grandmother, and her boyfriend lives in a box with his best friend. The place she seems to find has everything; space, low rent, a short commute to her job, and seemingly nice roommates. But there are some things that are kinda weird. Like how her female roommate is up at all hours, and her male roommate mumbling about his plants yelling at him in the middle of the night. She can get through this, right?

A/n: Heyyyyyyyyyyy. Damn it took me months to update this one huh. Sorry for being so quiet lately, I’ll update my Yoongi au soon. I hope yall enjoy this update. As always feedback is appreciated and if you would like to be added to the tag list please let me know 💕

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Yoonji runs towards the front door; Seokjin’s eyes are wild and dilated, his usually pristine white blouse is stained deep red. His mouth is covered in blood, his cheeks stained with tears and dirt. His usually styled hair is messy and unkempt. “Oh, my god, Jinnie what happened,” she pleads, “Who did this? Was it Choi? I swear to the gods I will drag him out in the sun myself if he-,’ Yoonji stops when she looks over Seokjin’s shoulder, “Jin, what the fuck did you do?”

Seokjin shudders, “I didn’t mean to, I was- fuck. I haven’t fed since I gave you blood. The council refused to let me into the donor wing, even though it's my side of the Kim clan that created it in the first place. To punish my gluttony they said. I asked Jaeyoung for bags, but he never got back to me. I was walking home, taking my way through the park. I smelled blood, coming from the bushes. I thought it was an animal, but the smell got stronger and sweeter, it was fresh human blood. I couldn’t help it, Yoonie. I’m sorry.” Seokjin struggled to hold in his sob. Yoonji needed to figure out a plan and fast, but it seemed the universe had other plans. 

Yoonji turned at the gasps that echoed in between Seokjin’s harsh breaths. Y/n stood wide eyed, frightened. She knew.

-

“Oh, shit,” Yoonji mumbled. “Y/n.. I need you to breathe slowly. Please.” The older woman walked slowly towards her younger roommate, hoping that she didn't do anything irrational. 

Y/n evades her, running towards Seokjin, “Holy shit, Jin, what happened?” 

Seokjin sobbed harder into the tile, struggling to find his voice, “I-fuck! I..I was walking..and.” Yoonji could feel her friend’s desperation, she rubbed Jin’s back in an attempt to soothe him.  “I didn’t know.. I swear I didn’t, kitty.” 

Y/n stopped in front of Jin, taking in the chaos that he had brought with him. “Fuck, “she grumbled. She joined Jin on the floor, scanning him for any potentially fatal wounds, “Jin, were you stabbed? Shot? You’re covered in blood, fuck.” Seokjin stared at her, shocked that she would get so close. Their roommate scooted closer to a still Jin, Yoonji watched, frozen. She didn’t want to scare Y/n by trying to pull her away, but she also doesn’t know in what state of mind her best friend would be. There was a large chance Seokin could attack her, if he saw her as a threat. 

“Jimin,” Yoonji hissed, “Jimin, hurry, Y/n is getting too close to Jinnie.” 

Jimin cursed, he hurried from his pantry with their first aid kit, “I’m trying, I have delicate jars in this thing.” 

Yoonji could see Seokjin’s figure tense, his pupils were dilating with every centimeter Y/n crawled closer. “Jimin, please,” she begged. With the wave of a finger and a grunted curse, Y/n fell to her side, they were able to narrowly avoid another incident in their home. The elder was able to catch her roommate, preventing any injuries. 

Jimin anxiously made his way towards Seokjin, “Yoon, take her to her room. The spell I used should keep her asleep for a while, let's hope she doesn't have to work a shift tomorrow. We can’t have more people involved.” He carefully lays the aid kit on the ground, hastily trying to find what he needs. 

Yoonji takes Y/n into her arms, working fast to get her out of the upside down living room. Once Yoonji settled their sleeping roommate on her bed, she skimmed for any bumps or bruises. The female vampire released a breath she didn’t realize she was holding, nothing seemed bruised or in need of attention, thankfully one less thing to worry about tonight. 

-

Yoonji finds her roommates, and a stranger, still stationed in their living room. Seokjin was lying on the couch, his blood-soiled shirt on the floor next to him, dried blood in sporadic places, sweat glistening on his brow. Jimin had finished checking over Seokjin, deeming him free of any detrimental injuries. He was happy to confirm his friend was healthy, but there was still the matter of the man on the carpet. He was tall, and had dark hair. Yoonji was sure he was tan, but the lack of blood is causing him to look sickly. The man was wearing a dark blue matching t-shirt and pants set, with detailing on the hems. 

She makes her way to the middle of the room to help Min out. The elder looks around trying to find something to clean up the dirt and blood stuck on her best friend. Yoonji spots and picks the wet wipes Jimin stashes in their first aid kit. While she hastily wipes down every visible stain of blood, Seokjin doesn't move. He’s silent, attempting to control his breathing. 

“Jinnie what happened, “she whispered. Jin grumbled, slightly shaking his head, “Mmph.. kitty… I’m tired.” 

“I gave him a sedative,” Jimin said, “It’s catered to vampires, so he’ll sleep for a couple of hours.”

“Was that necessary, “Yoonji asks worriedly.

“He was bordering on a feral state; he hadn't been feeding. The overwhelming emotions of fear, guilt, confusion and panic were pushing him to a frenzy,”  he answered. “The last thing he needed was to go into a frenzy, hurt anyone else, and turn feral from the grief. Along with a sedative, I gave him something to keep him settled emotionally after he wakes up. Hopefully his body doesn’t purge it.” Jimin organized the items back into his kit tensely, “Please take the man on the carpet to my work room. I still need to treat him, plus, the smell of blood could set off Jin.” Jimin urgently rose from the floor, speed walking deeper into the house.

Yoonji finished the last of her clean up of Seokjin. Her stomach was less twisted seeing her longest friend safe. She fixed his hair back into place, and makes sure he’s comfortable for his rest. 

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Jimin was fixing a variety of creams and tonics when Yoonji came in with the living room stranger. She lays him on the futon Jimin keeps in his work room, for the days he has too many commissions. She closes the door, wanting to keep any noise from reaching Y/n down the hall. Jimin stripped the stranger down to his underwear, wiping him down with a warm cloth to rid him of any grime and blood. Yoonji takes the remaining cloth, assisting Jimin with cleaning the stranger. They work in silence, neither too sure what to say. 

“Namjoon.”

“Excuse me?”

“Namjoon, “Jimin mumbles, “That’s his name.”

The elder stared at her younger friend with surprise. “Did you find a wallet with his ID in it, “Yoonji asked.

“I know him,” Jimin whispered. Yoonji stood shell shocked, “Jimin.. Oh gods, I’m sorry.” They continue to clean Namjoon in uncomfortable silence, until he is free of any grime. “He’s the friend I go on the trails with. He’s always at a park, or working at the plant nursery he co-owns with his roommate. I know Jin didn’t mean to, but I’m so angry.”

Yoonji didn’t know how to comfort her younger friend. She understands why he would be upset, Namjoon was a victim of ‘wrong place, wrong time’. “I know Min, I’m sorry. I understand why you would be upset. Jin didn’t mean it. He must’ve been more blood deprived than we realized, but he would never attack a human on purpose.”

“I know Yoonie. It’s just frustrating to see an innocent person getting caught in the crossfire, especially one that you’re close to, “Jimin sighs. “He’s not hurt, at least from what I can tell. No stabs, claw marks, cuts, or bullet wounds, but that’s not our biggest worry.”

“What is it then? He’s not a werewolf, is he, or a demon?”

“No, since Seokjin was starving, and went into some form of bloodlust. He injected Namjoon with venom,“ Jimin explained. Yoonji cursed, “Fuck! Are you sure?”

Jimin ushered Yoonji to the left side of Namjoon, he carefully tilted his head to the side, exposing his neck. He pointed to the very prominent bite marks, “When I was cleaning around his neck, the blood had a cloudy look to it. I knew he wasn’t sick; if Joon was a werewolf, Seokjin would’ve died within minutes. Namjoon’s body would kill itself trying to purge the vampire venom, if he was a wolf. If he was a demon, Jin would be sick, at worst he would have a stomach ache that would last for a few days, and Namjoon wouldn’t have been affected.”

“So he’s human, “Yoonji says. 

“Was, “Jimin answers, “Jin released enough venom when he bit him to start the transformation. If I’m correct, the transition should be finished within 48 hours, maybe less.”

“Less,” Yoonji croaked, “How?”

“Born vampires are the only ones that can turn humans into vampires, correct,” she nodded, “Well, Seokjin is part of an aristocratic family, he’s also ancient. If I'm not mistaken all of that would make his venom more potent. Namjoon is a healthy human, add a potent venom, and boom you have a newborn.”

Yoonji’s mind was going into overdrive, what were they going to do? They had never sired a vampire. From a very young age they’re taught about how serious sire and fledgling relationships are. Sires can be parental figures to their fledgling, if they weren’t romantically involved before being reborn. Fledglings can easily go feral if they’re not guided correctly, or worse their sire’s reject the bond. Things can go to shit so easily. They’ve heard about newborns going feral hours after their finished transition. Seokjin has had to unfortunately, get rid of a fair amount of feral fledglings in his time in the council. It never gets easier.  

“Yoonie,” Jimin whispered.

“Yeah,” she whispers back. 

“Jin, won’t abandon him will he, “he asked. “Yoon, I know to you two he’s the human that got caught in the crossfire, but he’s my friend. Joonie has been a constant presence in my life for the last year. I don’t want to lose him to this. It might sound selfish, but it feels nice to be treated as normal, or at least be perceived as human. I don’t get envious looks for being the grandson of Park Hyejin. I can talk about plants, and not be told ‘I didn’t ask’. I’m not asked about spells, potions, or favors. I’m not asked about how granny and momma are so powerful, and why I’m not like them even though I’m the first born. I don’t have to take inventory of my greenhouse, or my workroom when he comes over. I’ve never had to use charms around him to keep myself safe. I’ve never had to scour myself, or gifts from him for peeping spells. It’s nice not having to watch my back.”

“Jimin.. I’m sorry. I didn’t know things were getting that bad. I’m sorry you’ve been dealing with this by yourself. I know nothing I say will make it okay. Seokjin will be responsible for Namjoon. Our families have taught us to guide, protect, and love those that we sire. If, for some reason, Seokjin decides to not take responsibility, I’ll become his sire. Namjoon shouldn’t be allowed to go feral, for his mistakes.”

“Will you really, “Jimin asked.

“Yes, I will,” Yoonji said matter of factly. “I might not know him like you do, but I can see you care about him. Like I said he’s innocent in all of this.”

They quietly finished cleaning Namjoon up. Yoonji is beginning to see subtle changes; he’s losing color, his claws are starting to grow out, he’s starting to become free of any blemishes. Namjoon is also starting to breathe more raggedly, she knows soon he’ll stop. The transformation always started physically, while the venom slowly killed the body. Young vamplings were always told the transformation was painful. She’s heard stories of sires sedating their fledglings with all types of concoctions. Most burned through the drugs or alcohol during their transition, or any concussion given to knock them out, was healed. Yoonji doesn’t know how Jimin’s friend will react once he’s woken up after the last breath, but she hopes he’s at least grateful that Jimin sedated him with a spell. 

Being a newborn is hell, she’s seen it. Her favorite auntie was turned by one of her father’s younger brothers when she had just turned 14. She remembers the hunger, the sensitivity, the mood swings her auntie experienced. They were lucky to have had resources back then to ensure her auntie hadn’t gone on a rampage.  There weren’t blood banks back then, and donors were a new concept that few clans had taken up. Yoonji still remembers her auntie complaining about her new fangs aching months after the transformation, and the sunlight sensitivity. It’s not all bad, at least from what she remembers. Her auntie was happy she didn’t have to ask for help with carrying heavy loads, she would spend hours gardening with no complaints of being tired, and surprisingly took on lumbering. Of course being immune to every human disease imaginable was also a plus. 

They finish off the last of the grime on Namjoon’s legs, double checking on his bite wound, to make sure it's healing properly during the transition. Everything is looking good, well as good as the transition from human to vampire can be. Jimin struggles to put some clothes on Namjoon that look a bit small, but it will have to work. Jimin likes tight clothes, and Seokjin would be horrified if anyone caught him in anything less than his finest. Yoonji is significantly smaller than everyone in the house, even her largest garments would fit like doll clothes on her roommate's friend. They wouldn’t even dare going through Y/n’s closet to find anything worthy of his size or any stray pieces from Jungwoo. 

Yoonji helps Jimin clean up the towels they used, putting away the different jars that belong in the first aid kit, and collecting the remnants of Namjoon’s clothes. They continue to work around each other, Yoonji ensuring she stays out of Jimin’s way as he reorganizes to stay calm.

“Min, “Yoonji whispers, “You said Namjoon had a roommate, what are we going to do about that?”

“Fuck, you’re right,” Jimin grumbled. “Hoseok will be worried if Namjoon isn’t home. He’s probably worried sick right now, they make a habit of trying to eat dinner every night. I don’t even know what to do, or what I’ll say to him. As long as I’ve known Namjoon he’s never been gone for more than a few days on his own. Him, and Hoseok always travel together.”

“What should we do, “Yoonji asked.

“I’ll text him from Joon’s phone. I don’t want to, but I’ll just say that I invited him on a last minute camping trip, “he responded. “We’ve been talking about going to the Black Bear Lake campsite for some mushrooms that I’m hoping are in season.”

“Will that work? Do you think he’ll believe it?”

“I’m hoping it will, we’ve been talking about it for a couple of weeks since I gave Joon some samples of my mushroom seasoning, and dried mushroom medley. Hoseok isn’t much of a camper, so we had planned it with only the both of us in mind. Hobi knew we’d leave at any moment, “her roommate explained. 

Yoonji nodded, pleading to the gods that his friend wouldn’t come looking for the fledgling. 

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Namjoon

19:49

Hobi, Jiminie and I went ahead to the campsite.

We’ll be back by the weekend.

Hoseok

19:53

Okay! Be careful and don’t bring back anything that can make us burn or itch.

Or is poisonous. 

Namjoon

19:57

No promises

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Three hours later Seokjin woke up less filthy from what he remembered. He’s free of any grime, and caked blood. The elder assumes Yoonji was the one to freshen him up. Jin didn’t remember much past trying to find his way home with the park stranger. 

The stranger…

Fuck..

Seokjin knows he bit the stranger, being withheld from feeding caused him more stress than he anticipated. Checking his surroundings, there’s a lack of blood. He cannot smell, nor see a trace of it. The vampire takes a deep breath to ensure everyone in his home is safe; he can smell Y/n, as well as Yoonji and Jimin, but the slight stench of death is sticking to them. Seokjin frantically makes his way to Jimin’s work room, forgoing any form of cover up. 

Seokjin bursts into the room, frightening the duo. The elder vampire sighs in relief. Yoonji runs up to him, embracing tightly, “Jinnie, oh my gods.” Jimin joins next to them, whispering that he’s grateful Seokjin is okay. 

Seokjin can hear Yoonji struggling to keep it together. He knows he worried her into an early grave. “Kitty it’s okay, I’m fine I promise,“ Jin coos. Yoonji lets out the small sob that had been stuck in her throat. “Don’t ever do that again, “she demanded. “Fuck the council, and fuck their donors. I can ask my dad to send us blood packs or have donors come to the house. Don’t ever go that long without blood.” Jin soothed Yoonji, he feels terrible for frightening her, and Jimin. The last time he was in this much of a distressed state was a century ago, but Yoonji wasn’t around to witness it. 

Jimin guided them to a small loveseat at the corner of the room. It’s a tight fit, but Seokjin will make it work. They pile onto the couch; Jimin on his right, and Yoonji on his left. One has their head on his shoulder while the other is on his chest. Seokjin enjoys the warmth Jimin exudes, and Yoonji draws soft patterns on his stomach with her fingers. He further relaxes by humming a small tune, a lullaby his mother used to sing to him in his youth. 

Jimin is the first to speak up, “What happened tonight Jin?””

Seokjin sighed deeply, “I didn’t realize how much time had passed. One day I’m helping Yoonji out of the brink of starvation, the next I’m being sent to Mongolia to aid with a territory dispute.” He paused momentarily. “They had humans.. But they weren’t donors.” Yoonji whipped her head up towards him, “The Mongolians are still taking humans?”

Jin shrugged, “This particular clan did. The Ganbolds are the oldest clan in Mongolia, as well as the most secluded. They’re.. Traditional, at least they claim to be. Anyway, they were fighting with a small vampire village on the border of their shared territory. It took a few days to get there, and even longer to mediate a compromise. I couldn’t even get a decent amount of animal blood.” 

Yoonji furrowed her eyebrows, “Were the Ganbolds not sharing blood? Did none of the other elders have any blood to spare? I know for a fact that Na and Suh have a stash they bring everywhere with them.”

“Please, Na and Suh have made it well known how much they dislike my side of the Kim clan,” he answers. “The Gandbolds were not having the best season, to say the least. They had to ration whatever supply they had. I could survive with a little bit of blood. Also I’d set myself on fire before I asked any of those old bats for any form of help. When we came back I booked a couple donors, but when I had showed up they refused to let me in. Apparently Choi, Suh, and Lee have banned me from the donor wing because of the little binge I had.” 

“How much is a little binge,” Jimin asked.

“It was three,” Seokjin answered. “It wasn’t even a lot. I’ve heard of Lee drinking from at least five donors at times when he feeds, just because he can. They said ‘Kim, your gluttony is unbecoming of a council member. You are now banned for a fortnight.’” The elder vampire could feel his tension returning, he took a couple of calming breaths, just like Jimin taught him. “I texted Jaeyoung to have a case ready for me. I knew I needed blood for the both of us. He didn’t answer me within the hour like he usually does. So, I decided to walk for a bit while I waited for him to respond. I was taking the long way, cutting through the trail by the park. All of the sudden I got the smell of blood. I ignored it at first, but it got sweeter the farther I walked up the trail. I thought it was a deer, or a fox… but it was him. The man had fallen… scraped his knee. He looked up at me, and he smiled.” 

Seokjin swallowed the lump that was growing in his throat. Jimin scooted closer to him, molding himself to fit onto Jin’s side, Yoonji followed his lead. Jin readjusted himself, he pulled Jimin’s legs onto his right leg, and Yoonji onto his left leg. They were practically sitting on him, and the pressure felt relieving. “I was just trying to help him up. But the smell of blood… was too much. I blacked out for a second, when I came to we were full of blood. I freaked out. I couldn’t leave him there, so I brought him home and now we’re here. I didn’t mean to feed on him. I didn’t mean to attack him. I..” The vampire let out the sob that he was holding, “I never wanted to hurt him. I felt disgusted by how much his blood affected me.” 

Yoonji reached up and dried his tears with the cuff of her soft cardigan, “I know Jinnie, you’d never hurt anyone.” She gently caressed the side of his face to comfort him, taking in how much regret he was feeling. Jimin stood up hastily, Jin furrowed his brow in worry. “Min, what’s wrong?” The young witch began to pace, murmuring to himself, “Breathe, two, three. Out, two, three.” He repeated this four times. 

Seokjin gently removed Yoonji’s lower body from their current position, and he approached his younger roommate. “Hey, Min, I know you’re worried and I-” Jimin paused, visibly collecting himself, “I- fuck. Jin, I knew him.”

The vampire visibly tensed, “You knew him. Fuck, Min, I’m sorry. I.. I didn’t mean it. I swear. It was an accident, I swear Min.” Seokjin could feel a tingling sensation on his nose, he started to feel his face heat up as well as his ears. His breaths became shorter and he was struggling to take deep breaths. Jin could feel his chest tightening, and his head got lighter. He could barely hear Yoonji and Jimin trying to calm him down. Seokjin could hear the witch searching through his jars for anything that could help him calm down. 

“Jinnie,” Yoonji whispered, “Tell me five things you see.”

“What,” he mumbled.

“Tell me five things you see,” she repeated. 

“Uh, Jimin’s vine plant.”

“Good, what else?”

“Your fuzzy red polka dot socks.”

“Good job Jinnie, what else, “his friend asked.

“Jimin’s sunset lamp, my black hoodie that I’ve been looking for, and Min’s overflowing bookcase,” he answered. 

“Okay, tell me four things you smell,” Yoonji said.

“I..uh..smell,” he paused and took deep breaths. “I smell your Eucalyptus body wash, Min’s peach deep conditioner, Y/n’s chocoflan, and burnt candles.”

“Three things you can hear,” Yoonji continued.

“I can hear Y/n’s heartbeat on the other side of the hall, I hear the ‘Alexa’ speaker still playing in the kitchen, and I hear Jimin’s boots,” he responds. 

“Two things you can feel.”

“I can feel… my black trousers, and Min’s wooden floor.”

“One thing you can taste.”

“I can taste lavender, from the calming candy Jimin gives me,” Seokjin mumbles. 

Jimin comes back to Jin, lavender gummy in hand. “Hey,” the witch said, “Jinnie I’m not mad at you. Eat the gummy, once you’re calm we’ll talk.” The elder vampire nodded, chewing the gummy quickly. 

Yoonji guides them back onto the loveseat, arranging him and their roommate back to their prior positions. She fixes Jimin’s legs to go across Jin’s lap, and adjusts herself across both of them. The younger vampire tucks herself under his chin, quietly humming Mrs. Kim’s lullaby. 

When Seokjin wakes up again, his roommates are clinged to him. Jimin is humming a tune of his own, and Yoonji is tracing the tattoo on the witch’s arm. He closes his eyes, enjoying feeling cared for by his friends. The older vampire tries to stall talking about their predicament, but he knows Jimin is aware that he’s conscious. 

“Jin,” Jimin says, “I’m not mad.” He sits up, looking straight at him. Seokjin actively avoids meeting his friend’s eyes, he refuses to see how much he’s hurt him. The witch sighs, “I’m not mad Jinnie, I was scared. Terrified.” Yoonji gestures for him to listen to what their younger roommate was saying.  He nods for Jimin to continue, “Do you know how horrifying it was to see two of my friends covered in blood? I thought someone attacked you both.” 

Jimin paused, taking a moment to find the right words to say. “When I saw the bite marks.. I knew that it was yours. I know that you didn’t mean to. I know that you’d never attack a human on purpose, but..,” he sighed. “But I was still angry. I know that to you, and Yoonji, he’s a stranger, but to me he’s Joonie. I meet him every Wednesday without fail. I’ve met his roommate. I’ve eaten dinner with them multiple times. His roommate, Hoseok, has commissioned work from me for personal use. I’ve been a part of his life for the last year. I’ve never told him about the magic, and spells, and all that supernatural part of my life. It was nice not having to worry about keeping myself protected from any form of hexes, peeping bugs, or befriending him without second thoughts that he was trying to learn about my family magic. I was just Jimin. When I saw him all bloodied and pale, it felt like my bubble burst.” 

Their younger roommate hesitated, “I’m sorry for thinking that you would purposefully hurt anyone unprompted. I was so worried when you were growing closer to being feral.” Jimin sniffled, struggling to keep his tears in. Jin reached out to his friend. He takes a hold of Min’s smaller hand, intertwining his longer digits with his shorter ones. The gesture brings comfort to the witch, and he continues. “It’s one thing to have strangers come up to me with different afflictions, but it's another to see your loved ones in trouble. All I kept thinking about was, ‘What if Joon isn’t human?’ ‘What if Jinnie’s body doesn’t react well to the blood? What if a hunter saw you?’ I thought about a lot of ‘what if’s’. But seeing you hysterical with regret, and grief, I couldn’t stay upset at you. I’m sorry Jinnie.” 

Seokjin pulls Jimin with a gentle hug, swaying just a bit as he rubs his back in comforting motions. Jin knows his younger friend is trying his hardest to keep it together. This evening hasn’t been the kindest to them, and he’ll hold no grudges towards the high emotions that ran. The elder vampire gives Jimin one final squeeze. As they’re pulling apart, without thinking, he leans in and plants a kiss on the crown of his friend's head. “It's okay Min, I understand.”

Jimin pulls the elder back into a hug, hiding his face on Jin’s chest. He can hear Min’s soft sobs, and feel the fresh tears falling on his skin. Jin pulls him in for a tighter hug, laying his head on top of his to further comfort his friend. They stayed wrapped in each other until Jimin had cried himself exhausted. The elder guided Jimin back onto the loveseat, tucking him into the corner with one of the many blankets the witch has stashed. 

The elder vampires decide to take turns monitoring their roommates. Jimin and Y/n were still asleep, while Min’s friend was in the midst of the transition. Yoonji had to be the one to tell Seokjin about Joon’s condition. Jin was nothing short of horrified, not even when he was a young vampling had he accidentally released venom into a human. Animals, maybe, but it paralyzes them. He felt ashamed, completely unworthy of his family’s trust to represent them in the council. Jin knew how important it was to not only be a dutiful sire, but full consent of the transformation was something that was repeatedly brought up. Forever is a long time, no one knew that more than them. 

Seokjin felt horrible taking away Namjoon’s choice. He knew he’d have to tell the man about their world; how they live, the council, who to avoid regarding blood, the sensitivity to everything around them. It would be overwhelming to the new fledgling, but he was determined to be the best sire he could be. 

It’s around the early AM’s when the vampires decide they want to rest. Namjoon’s breathing had evened out, and he was no longer struggling, they felt they could step away to drink some O positive coffee. Yoonji had convinced Jin to change into his most comfortable clothes, dark joggers and the black hoodie in Min’s workroom. They worked together to get a small breakfast going. Jin made their coffees, while Yoonji made them toast; Jin’s with nutella and strawberries, Yoonji’s with butter and mixed berry jam. They make extra coffee in case Jimin wakes up soon, or gods forbid, Y/n wakes up. 

The older roommates stood by their kitchen island, enjoying the quiet in their home. Seokjin took a long sip of his cup, “Did Jimin say how long it would be until his friend finished the transition?” Yoonji nodded as she chewed a large bite of toast, “He said it would take 48 hours, give or take.”

“That soon,” Seokjin murmured, “It usually takes a few days.”

“True, but Jimin said that since not only are you old as shit-”

“Hey!”

Yoonji chuckled, “You’re also an aristocratic born vampire, according to him that all factors into the potency of the venom.” Seokjin grimaced, “Who knew my amazing pedigree would be my downfall.” His best friend giggled a bit at that one, “Right, here I thought your lack of filter would be the one to take you out.”  Jin guffawed at his younger friend, but joined in with her laughter. 

In the midst of their carefree moment, they hear the clanking of bottles in Jimin’s workroom. Seokjin gestures for Yoonji to stay in the kitchen. If the new fledgling has finished his transformation he has to ensure his home, and the people in it are safe. The elder vampire carefully made his way into the hallway; he can hear three heart beats, and that instantly lowers his defenses. Jin knocks lightly on the door, opening it slightly, “Min, are you up?”

Seokjin was able to hear the rustling of a blanket being folded, and pillows being arranged. He hears Jimin’s steps being muffled by his piggy slippers, slightly sliding once he’s walking on the hardwood floor. The smell of Dragons Blood incense, and something muskier bleed out from the cracks. Jimin hurriedly squeezed himself out, carefully closing the door to his room. “Sorry, sorry, I had to clean up.” Min gestures for Jin to follow him towards the kitchen, waving at Yoonji as he walks in with Seokjin. She visibly released a sigh she was holding in, relieved it was their younger roommate making a ruckus so early in the morning. 

The roommates finished the rest of their breakfast in silence. No one wanted to pop their little bubble of normalcy. They share their small spread, Jin refilling their drinks. For a moment he can pretend that he doesn’t have a fledgling in the other room. He can pretend that Y/n is sleeping in from how often she turns off her work alarms. They can pretend it’s a slow morning, but reality is never that forgiving. Yoonji is the first one to slightly perk up, she tells them she heard Y/n’s alarm go off and be turned off. Seokjin heard the muffled ‘fuck’ from their roommate’s room, he could also hear the slamming of drawers and the creaks of the closet door hinges. The three of them sat still as Y/n walked out of her room, carefully closing her door and entering the hallway bathroom. 

Yoonji waited until they heard the shower start to say anything. “Min, I thought you said she would be passed out for the next day,” she hissed. Jimin looked at his roommates with just as much confusion, “She should’ve been knocked out until tomorrow, at the least. I already texted her boss that she had been sick all night. What are we going to do?”

The elder vampire vampire was scared shitless, to say the least. “What spell did you use,” Yoonji asked. Jimin furrowed his eyebrows, “It was the spell I use on Jungkook when he’s having one of his energy bursts. He’s a werewolf so it only lasts so long on him. Y/n is human, she should’ve stayed asleep for days.” Yoonji visibly grew tense, “She must be one of us. Maybe she has a charm or some form of glamor. I mean you used a spell for a fucking werewolf, she should’ve been sleeping like the dead.”

“That’s impossible,” Jimin answered. “I have powerful spells that remove any form of glamor; spells, potions, or charms. Y/n wouldn’t have been able to take a step across our doorstep if she had done any of that.”

As his roommates were trying to solve their current conundrum, Seokjin tried to go through the list of their kind that could have possibly bypassed the witch’s protection barriers. Every humanoid he thought of could easily be detected by Jimin’s spells, even the weakest of witches. “Have there been any humans that are probably immune to that form of magic,” the vampire asked. 

“I’ve personally never seen it, maybe my granny or mom have, but they’ve never told me about it,” Jimin answered. 

Seokjin thought back to his mother telling him stories about different creatures and humanoids. The only other of their kind that it could possibly be was a magic sensitive, but as far as his mother told him no one in their world considered them supernatural. “What about a magic sensitive?”

“Huh,” his roommates exclaimed. 

“A magic sensitive, “Jin repeated, “It makes sense. Think about it, she’s easily bonded to Kookie, Y/n hasn’t had any form of reaction to Tae, and we all know how hard that is for humans.” Both his roommates nodded in agreement. “She’s mentioned seeing sprites around Jimin’s greenhouse, but he was able to make her think they looked like flies.”

“I remember that,” Jimin says, “I had to say they were fruit flies from my compost.” 

Yoonji crosses her arms in thought, “Y/n is always able to find anything I lose, comes in handy when I essentially lose my house keys on the regular.” 

“I think she has premonitions,” the witch adds. “She’s talked to me about some heavy deja-vu she’s had since moving here.”

Seokjin took in all the information, “Then she’s a magic sensitive. That’s the only logical explanation. She doesn’t have any form of power like Jimin does, and if she was some form of creature she wouldn’t be able to walk into our home unscathed.” 

“What should we do,” the female vampire wondered aloud. Their normalcy was falling apart, and there was no way to stop it.

Fic Masterlist

[bts-hyperfixation]

Kinktober Day 18

Seokjin - I dream of jinnie part 2

I dream of Jinnie part two, part one is in kinktober 2021, but I'm pretty sure you could read this as a stand alone.

edging, sub!Jin, Domme Y/N, overstimulation, Wish induced sex.

 "That feels so good Jagiya," Jin moans as your tongue trails across his slit, leaking pathetic amounts of cum.

You've had him tied to the bed for almost an hour now. Switching between gentle teasing and ignoring him completely every time he got too riled up. His fringe sticks to the sweat on his forehead. His voice is low and whiny, cracking a little every time he reaches the edge only for you to pull him away from the cliff. He's come close to an orgasm about six times now, you conceded and let him have two full orgasms in between. Now he was releasing his third and final spurt, more of a drizzle at this point. 

You blink your eyes and the ties disappear, the duvet instantly cleans, and Jin is no longer a dishevelled mess. You lay next to him and bring his head to your shoulder so he can cuddle in close to recover from his favourite form of torture. As you try to settle in for the night, Jin seems to get other ideas. He nuzzles into your neck, leaving trails of hot kisses along your bare flesh, you tap deliberately against his arm to get him to stop. 

"Let me make you feel good now Y/N, pretty please." He pulls away to look into your eyes, trying to sway you with his best puppy dog pout.

"Just rest Jinnie. Making you feel good makes me feel good." You lean down to kiss him gently, before reaching a hand into his hair to guide his head back to your shoulder.

"It's not the same and you know it." he huffs.

"Your sexual fantasies will always be exactly what I need and want, now stop being a brat and take a nap."

He grumbles and settles for a moment. But just as you think you've won he seems to remember exactly who you are, and by extension the power he holds over you.

"I wish you'd let me fulfil your greatest fantasy!" He says before you can even think to stop him.

"Oh fuck." You sigh as your eyes blink closed and you are whisked away from the warmth of Jin's king-sized bed into the depths of your lamp.

You glance around at the familiar layout, once again returned to its gaudy glory of an Arabian night's cliche. Mirrors line the round walls, as veils and curtains hang delicately from the ceiling providing an air of mystery. It looks like a scene from a bad porn adaptation of Aladdin. 

You try to find Jin in amongst the chaos of colourful scarves but come up blank... until you hear his unmistakable windshield wiper laugh come from a pile of overstuffed bean bags and pillows with curtain tassels.

He rises from the soft furnishings he must've landed in and turns to twirl in one of the nearby mirrored walls. 

"Never thought this was what I'd be working with." He raises an eyebrow and admires his reflection.

The broad shouldered man is clad in your traditional genie wear. From the bright pink pantaloons with extra gossimer fabric dropping in ways that accentuate the curve of his hips, to the horrendous crop top with gold coins at the hem, and the fez that you had always found cheesy. Yet, somehow, he looked better than any of the times you had imagined it. 

He swishes purposefully across the room towards your bed. The delicate lighting catching on the gold embellishments, casting cute patterns of amber across his exposed stomach and arms. 

"I thought you hated the whole stereotypical genie vibe." He said, kneeling on the edge of the bed.

You reach out to draw soft lines with your fingertips across his abs. 

"I never said that... just that it wasn't my style, per say. You, on the other hand, seem to really fit in here." 

You admire every inch of him. A new appreciation for the uniform you'd been forced to wear for millennia. He looks even more stunning than ever, femininity had always suited Seokjin in a way he hadn't always embraced, but it was one of your favourite looks on him. You had been hoping to be a little more subtle about getting him to embrace that sense of style. But this worked too.

"As much as I would love to talk through this entirely ludicrous and yet oddly charming situation a little longer, I have this intense burning urge to please you… will you let me?"

"Your wish is my command Master."  You lay back on the bed, clothes disappearing as your head hits the pillow. 

"Not Master, just Jinnie. Your Jinnie." He covers your body with his, kissing along your jawline.

"My Jinnie." You echo as he leaves adoring kisses around your neck and across your chest. 

The fabric of his genie outfit tickles as he crawls back to expose more of you to the worship of his lips. You relax as he makes sure to cover every last inch of you in kisses before coming back to your face to litter even more there. He finishes with a long slow kiss to your lips, letting you indulge in him fully. 

"Tell me what you want Y/N. Tell me what you need." 

He hovers above you and waits patiently for your answer. His arms keep his body lingering just close enough for you to feel the heat radiating off of him, but not close enough for you to actually feel him. 

"I know for a fact your little wish told you everything you needed to know about this little scenario Jin." You roll your eyes.

"But I want you to ask for it." He dips his head for another kiss, coaxing the words from you.

"I want you to be a good boy for me Jinnie, I want you to eat me out until your tongue feels like it will drop off, all while wearing that ridiculous pink fez on your head." You reach out and flick the tassel dangling from the hat over your face.

His eyelids droop at the thought and you are rewarded with another kiss.

"Then what Jagiya?" 

"Then I want to watch as you strip for me, taking every ludicrous layer of fabric off until there is nothing left to keep us apart."

You earn another kiss as he whines at the thought of being watched by you so intently.

"Finally, I want you to take me as hard and as fast as you can for as long as you can until your legs are screaming and your arms feel like they are going to break beneath you."

This kiss is bruising, teeth clashing together more focused on passion than precision.  He is hesitant to break away, the mere thought of what you really want from him enough to get him all riled up but eventually, the power of the wish drags him downward, leaving much sloppier presses of his mouth against your skin as he works his way down to your vagina. 

He wastes no time diving in, starting with rushed, sloppy licks along your slit. His tongue flattens as he cleans all of the slick that had been gathering since long before you ended up here. All the arousal that had gathered while you had been pleasing him instead, the mess you'd intended to deal with yourself. 

You allow yourself to indulge in the pleasure. Moaning loudly as the tip of his tongue flicks against your clit. You grasp on to his hair, leading him to where you need him most, listening as he whines into your pussy trying to keep a rhythm that he knows will please you. 

You tug roughly as two fingers find their way to your entrance, scissoring long before you are prepared for the stretch. It burns as he thrusts his fingers quickly, intermingled come hither motions quickly helping your orgasm build. The familiar feeling surges in your stomach as you cum over his fingers, impressed by the speed at which he brought you to completion.

"Such a good boy for me" You whisper as you smooth the mess you created in his hair, but the man doesn't stop. 

His tongue keeps playing with your clit, driving you well into overstimulation. You try to wriggle away from the feeling, but his arms snake around your thighs to keep you in place against his onslaught. 

"Tongues not tired yet." He mumbles into you.

You're forced to endure another orgasm at the mercy of his ministrations. You howl as he continues to pleasure you, cursing the way you worded your wish but desperate to see how long he could go on for. 

Apparently, his tongue could only last long enough to get you right to the precipice of your third orgasm and no further. You mourn the loss of his mouth on you as much as you welcome it, the uncomfortable heat in your stomach dissipating almost as quickly as it had appeared.

Seokjin removes himself completely from the bed. Your eyes follow his every move, entranced by the delicate way he moves. 

He starts his little strip tease by throwing the fez into your lap. You laugh happily and place the hat on your own head, only for it to disappear from existence a moment later, the wish working to remove all of your clothes from sight, apparently including any put on during the act.

He takes his time removing scarf after scarf from his waistline, casually tossing them in the air so they would float down around him, peeling away the excess layers until he is stood in just the pantaloons and crop top. He puts real effort into his grand finale, shimmying so the coins jingle, casting their golden reflection across the bed before he undoes the zip at the back allowing the sleeves to come loose and the garment to fall to the floor. 

He finds it almost impossible to remove the bottoms in a sexy way under your unwavering stare. Still, he tries. He rolls the top down his waist and shimmies until the garment comes free, falling to the floor with an unceremonious thud as the heavy metal embellishments hit the floor. He loses all pretence then, deeming his teasing portion finished as he kicks the excess fabric from his ankles and climbs back onto the bed with you.

"Are you doing okay?" He asks, unable to resist another kiss before he lets you answer.

"I'm fantastic Jinnie, you?" He nods and nuzzles at your neck, positioning himself the best way he can.

His arms support him on either side of your head, crouching down onto his forearms so he is mere inches from your face. His cock lines up perfectly with your slit, ready to go as soon as he is stable.

As soon as he is sure he can hold his position, he pushes in, filling you to the hilt almost immediately, not giving you time to adjust to his size before setting a brutal pace. It starts out as more pain than pleasure, a sentiment not echoed in the bliss displayed on his own face.

"I think my cock is going to give out long before my legs do Y/N" He confesses.

"After the number of orgasms you just had I'm surprised if you can cum at all, I thought you'd be out for the next week." 

"What can I say, something about you makes me magically rebound." He winks, pausing momentarily to kiss your nose. 

He resumes his harsh thrusts quickly, rocking the bed with the force of his motion. You squeal as he presses upwards to change the angle, hitting constantly against one of your most sensitive areas while simultaneously rubbing his pubic mound against your clit each time he bottoms out. His arms are much more likely to give out at this angle and you can see them quivering as he struggles to remain up. 

He collapses on top of you right as you cum, releasing a large umpf as he smothers you. His cock twitches pathetically inside of you as he releases what can't be more than a teaspoon of cum (there is only so much a magic refractory period can do in the space of an hour).

Not wanting to crush you, he rolls into his early position, nuzzled into your shoulder as you are transported back to his bedroom, clean and refreshed as if nothing had ever happened. You pull him in tightly to your side, completely unwilling to let this man go now or ever.

"Jinnie." You whisper cautiously, testing if he was still awake or whether you might have to wait to talk until later. 

"Hmm?" He responds, tilting his head up to look at you properly.

"We are going to need to be careful from now on." You say seriously.

He sits upright on the bed, dragging you with him. You sit cross-legged across from each other as he takes in your grave expression.

"Have I done something wrong?" He asks eyebrows knitting together in concern.

You lean forward to kiss away the furrow in his brow, a hand comfortingly snaking around the back of his neck as you press your heads together.

"No Jinnie of course not, but that was wish number two..." You explain. "One more wish and I will have to leave, that's how the magic of the bottle works."

"Maybe we can find a way around the magic Y/N, there has to be a way that you can stay with me forever." 

His eyes search yours for a glimmer of hope, but he finds none.

"I've searched for millennia Jin, hundreds, thousands, have tried to harbour my magic for longer than was intended by the fates but all have failed." 

His hands reach up to cup your cheeks, boxing your face in against his.

"How many of those people were doing it for love, not power?"

"None of them but…."

"Maybe this can be different, true love is always the fix in fairytales, maybe genies aren't so different." 

His desperation is evident in his tone. Each word tumbles from his mouth faster as his heart tries to catch up with his brain and the gravity of the situation at hand. 

"Fairytales aren't real Jin."

"No offence but I didn’t think genies were real until you zapped me into a sex dungeon 6 months ago."

You recoil from his grasp and slap him playfully on the arm.

"You did that to yourself! I just got to take charge." You point out.

"And I wouldn't have it any other way. For now though, I'll just have to be extra, extra, careful. No W word for me!" He mimes zipping his lips shut.

You shake your head but concede, at this time it's not like there’s much you can do to prevent what might be the inevitable anyway….

Masterlist

[starrgaziinggg]

BEGIN AGAIN | hwang hyunjin

CHAPTER THREE

Hwang Hyunjin messes with your head, unknowingly, for over a month. Until you can't take it anymore.

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:

Growing up with Chris Bang as your best friend had it's perks - a permanent bodyguard, a shoulder to cry on... and seven other boys who also became your best friends as you grew up together.

Week in, week out, your routine stayed the same. Study, go to class and patiently wait to attend your regular Friday evening home cooked meal with your friends. You just couldn't wait to graduate and start working, to rid yourself of exams and finally start earning some proper money like the boys.

Desperate to put some light back into your mundane, studious life, Chris forces you to start blind dating. Two miserable dates down and ready to murder the man, someone completely unexpected appears and makes a mess of your orderly life.

And a mess he does make.

|fake dating|friends to lovers|slow burn|non idol au|

chapter three

You look at yourself in Chan's mirror, huffing at your own appearance. You didn't even know how you ended up here on your Saturday night, standing in Chan's apartment in a skimpy black dress and red heels, wearing more makeup than you ever have before and wanting to die.

When Chan had phoned you that morning saying he had a blind dead ready and raring to go, you'd told him to fuck off and hung up the phone. When you'd gotten over you post morning grump, you'd called him back and said fuck it, what did you have to lose - one date wouldn't hurt. That's how you ended up here, with Chris wolf whistling at you.

"Never seen you look so fine, kid," he said, giving your shoulders a squeeze in reassurance. He knew you felt uncomfortable dressing up like. Since you'd grown up surrounded by boys, it took you much longer to figure out your style and makeup, and you still felt nervous when you had to go all out sometimes.

"Ew. Shut up," you said, refusing the compliment as you weren't in the mood. Chris laughed.

"Seriously, you look great. You're date will love it, I assure you."

"You're only saying that because you chose this outfit, dumbass. Can you at least show me a picture of him? I want to know what I'm dealing with, here," you said, wiping off mascara smudges on your eyelids and downing the glass of alcohol Chan had given you to ease your nerves.

"Nope. Your taxi will be here soon, you'll meet him soon enough."

"Why couldn't you just drive me?" You ask him.

"Because Hyunjin and Felix are coming round shortly," he replied, answering your question. He took the empty glass from your hand and looked at the time. "Actually, you should probably get ready to go outside and wait for it."

You huffed again, looking for your keys and jacket. At that moment, the door opened and the two boys Chan had been waiting on entered. Hyunjin came in first, and you didn't even notice his eyes almost popping out his skull when he saw you, you were far too stressed. He was wearing a pair of cargo trousers and a regular t-shirt. His hair was in a ponytail, which you loved. Felix walked in after him wearing comfortable clothing, his blonde mullet tousled from the wind and, unfazed, gave you a hug. You were so happy he grew his hair back out after cutting it a couple months ago. His mullet was iconic.

"You have fun on your date, don't be a dick to him and try not to get the Ick too quickly," Felix laughed, helping himself to a beer from the fridge in Chan's kitchen. You laughed, easing up already just from Felix's encouragement.

Hyunjin wasn't the type to show you much physical affection, and only gave you a small smile.

"You look lovely," he said quietly, almost as if he only wanted you to hear, which was strange since the boys usually didn't have an issue complimenting you in front do the others. "You're going on a date?"

"Thanks, Jinnie," you said, using the nickname you chose for him - only reserved for when he was acting sweet. "Yeah, Chan set it up."

"Downstairs, now! Stop stalling," Chan shouting, pushing you out the door as you yelled a goodbye to the boys.

The taxi ride was short and stressful, and you felt your legs wobble as you walked into the high class restaurant. It was gorgeous - high ceilings with gorgeous fairy lights dangling from them. The interior was classy, the lighting setting a moody atmosphere. You walked up to the person at the front of the restaurant handling the reservations, and said the table number you were supposed to meet your date on. The hostess led you to the table and you're date turned his head on your arrival.

You could instantly tell he was a foreigner, with fair skin and blonde hair with blue eyes. He did have a nice smile, you noticed.

"Hi," he said in English, standing up to greet you. "I'm Jason, how are you?"

You were sort of shocked that he spoke in English to you since Chan hadn't told you anything about him and you were worried he didn't speak Korean. You were fluent in English (and French), because your dad was Korean/French and your mum was Korean/English. Naturally you grew up speaking all three languages, although your French was not great anymore since you hadn't much reason to speak it. You did still keep it as a course on Duolingo, though, to keep up with being trilingual. You'd always wanted to visit Paris, too. Even though you could speak English, you were much more comfortable in Korean as that was your most spoken language.

"Hello, I'm good thank you. Do you not speak Korean?" You asked, sitting in the seat across from him. He shook his head.

"I've only just moved here for work, so I literally know no Korean as of yet. I hope that's not an issue for you," he said in a slightly cocky tone. You tried to ignore it.

"No, it's not a problem since I'm fluent in English, but I don't talk it that often so I'm just rusty a bit," you said, laughing. You only really spoke English to Seungmin, Felix, Chan and Hyunjin and even though you were really confident with it, being put on the spot like this with a stranger made you really nervous.

"I can tell. Your words are all mixed up," he laughed. You scrunched up your face. You knew your English wasn't amazingly perfect, but was anyones? English was a really hard language to master and you thought you'd been doing well so far, so the comment took you by surprise.

"How many languages do you speak?" You asked him, looking at the menu to decide what to eat.

"Just English," he replied with a quizzical look.

"Okay then, I'm trilingual so please do not mock me until you can speak three languages."

"Jeez, chill out it was a joke," he said. You could tell he was starting to get nervous so you attempted to loosen up, Felix's words in the back of your head. You both ordered your food and drink of choice and settled back into conversation. He seemed alright, but he made a few comments that didn't sit right with you. You found out he was from Michigan, USA, that he was studying finance and moved to Korea to travel and for his job. All the while the man hadn't asked a single thing about you, until now.

"So, what do you like to do for fun?" He asks.

"Mostly I spend time with my friends, we have dinner together every Friday night. Other than that, I like painting and reading," you said. He screws his face up.

"You don't go out with your friends? Like partying, clubbing?" He asks, as if it's a human necessity to party.

"Well yeah, sometimes," you replied. It was true, you and the boys did sometimes go out out, but usually only for special occasions. "But we like to try and all spend time together and it's easier to get the boys round to eat rather than to go out clubbing."

Jason gives you a weird look.

"The boys?"

"Yeah my friends," you reply. Surely Chan had made this guy aware of their friend group situation. It was one of the first thing you told boys who appeared interested in you, since a lot of boys might not be happy with you being friends with 8 guys. "Chris and the others."

"You're friends with Chris' friend group? I thought you meant, like, girl friends," he said. You could tell he was uncomfortable and you just wanted to roll your eyes. It was so infuriating when guys closed you off just because of your friends.

"Oh. Well, Chris' friend group is my friend group," you explained. "Anyway, what do you like to do for fun." You attempted to redirect the conversation.

"Mostly clubbing with my mates, or going out on the yacht. Oh my god, let me tell you this story about Jim on the yacht," he started telling this ridiculous story about Jim falling off the yacht and you droned out, not caring at all.

As the date went on, you realised how much you'd rather not be sitting in front of this man and with your friends instead. He was extremely pompous, talked about himself constantly and by the sounds of it, partied more than he worked. He did not appear to be someone you wanted to spend much time with.

The date ended with you both parting ways and you were sure you'd never see that man again in your life. Although you'd insisted on paying the bill, he made some sexist comment about how it's embarrassing for a woman to pay and at that point you were so done. Instead of going back to your own apartment, knowing you'd be even more irritated than you already are by getting a night of no sleep, you got a taxi back to Chan's and went straight in, the door unlocked.

"I cannot fucking stand you, Christopher. I truly and utterly hate you," you announced, kicking off your heels the minute you were in the door. The three boys you'd said bye to earlier were sat on Chan's sofa, playing some game on his tv together. They all looked up at you when you stormed towards them a crashed on the second sofa dramatically.

"Take it the date went well, then?" Chan chuckled.

"It was perfect. I'm going to marry him and have all his babies," you said sarcastically with you face smushed into the couch. You groaned, rolling over so that you were facing them. "He was such a dickhead. He only spoke English and mocked me when I got some of my words mixed up. He was so arrogant, only partied and made me want to slam my head against the table. How do you even know that guy?"

"He's a friend of a friend of a friend," Chan said slyly. "Sorry kiddo, I'll do better for your next date."

"Aw, bubs, don't stress. One bad date isn't the end of the world. At least you got a nice meal," Felix smiled at you. Hyunjin stayed relatively quiet, just observing.

"True. The meal was great," you said. You looked at Chris with puppy dog eyes. "Can I sleep here tonight? I can't be arsed going home to the fucking workmen and I'm shattered."

"Yeah, chill. You can sleep in my room if you want, I don't mind taking the sofa."

"Ew no thanks. I would rather sleep on a bed of nails than in that bed," you said screwing your face up. You loved Chan like a brother, which is why you couldn't even think about the many girls he'd had in that bed.

"Fair, fair. I'll get the duvet for you. You want some clothes?" He asked, getting up.

"Yeah please, just some joggers and a tshirt will do."

Felix and Hyunjin also stood up, Felix stretching his arms out.

"We should probably get going. It's getting late," Felix said, looking at Hyunjin who was probably giving Felix a ride home.

"Yeah, we'll see you on Friday, guys," Hyunjin said, picking up his car keys and jacket from a nearby chair. You said your goodbyes and headed to the bathroom with Chan's clothes, washing your face and brushing your teeth with one of the spare toothbrushes he kept. You often ended up staying at Chan's when you couldn't be bothered going to yours since it was further from the city centre.

"Night, kid. Sorry about your shit date," was the last thing you heard before heading off to sleep.

CHAPTER FOUR HERE!

[jinniebit]

it could be worse :') my classes ended last week so now im only struggling with a few exams i have this week!! thankfully i completed most of my classes with handing in assignments or group works and mid term exams and such 😭😭 but boy oh boy do i feel like im going to fail these exams djskdjd

aaahh that's good to hear, im happy you had a great time performing there🥰 dancing is such sn interesting thing to me, like. how can people do that? :o truly beyond me lmao

oooooo a beach weekend sounds really nice!!! this week im going back to uni to take an exam which is 🫠 but!!! on saturday im going to see a movie with my dad and his girlfriend. i haven't been to the cinema in ages im excited🥳 even if its a 3D movie and i have to wear glasses on top of my glasses, which kinda sucks lol

im very curious, what are your favorite hyunho eras? be it hair style, wardrobe or anything, im very curious hehe. personally my favorite minho ever is cooper hair minho <3

also👀 do you have other fave kpop groups? and if you do, who are your biases there? - 🎄 santa anon

You are not failing! I’m not letting that happen! I’m sure you did great!!

Believe me we can only do that with A LOT of practice haha but I love it and wouldn’t change for anything! I wish I had made dance my career… jdhsjs

It’s been so long since I went to the movies! I think the last time was a year ago 😅 jdhsjd what movie ware you watching??

Oof okay HARD but let’s go kdhshf for them as a duo I love B Me haha GIVE ME THE ANGST! And the looks *chefs kiss* as for hyunjin I think Thunderous is my fav! It was his comeback from hiatus and the boy looked FINE! It was during this era that Play With Fire, Red Lights and ATOM happened so yeah the best era for a jinnie stan! As for lino I think is no surprise but PURPLE LINO my beloved! Maniac was HIS era and no one can change my mind! (And not era but moment… tiger inside lino you still lives 24/7 in my mind thanks) also orange lino is close behind but purple is superior….

I do! I also stan Svt (my bias are Wonwoo, Jeonghan my lil devil hehe and Cheol) Ateez (bias woosan + our capitan Hongjoong), Txt (bias Yeonjun), The Boyz (bias Sunwoo), Itzy (bias Ryujin and Yeji), and last but not least my queen Chungha! Also I’m getting to know Le Sserafin and my current bias are Chaewon and Kazuha! Basically I’m a big multi who is always looking for new and good stuff haha what about you??

[hollyhomburg]

The submission about potential black m/c hairstyles really gave me life because even though I’m black, I never really envisioned her looking like me and ughh,, my heart is so full just imagining the pack learning how to do her hair

Like Yoongi was obvi the first that had the most time to learn how to help wash, comb and style her hair when she didn’t feel up to the task of how long it takes to do (bc it honestly takes hours)

and like over time, the pack starts expressing interest in learning bc she looks so cute with her knees curled up to her chest, sitting on the floor as Yoongi applies different products to her curls and either twists or braids it into a protective style.

I think Tae and Jin would be the other ones to get it down pack first, with Jinnie giving her more simple styles with cute clips and barrettes, while Tae spends her off time looking up ideas/tutorials on Pinterest and YouTube 😭🥺💕

And the way Joon would clumsily fumble but still try his hardest bc he’s the alpha and wants to at least be capable of a simple twist in case they ever have lil pups- or the way Hobi would look up creme and hair lotions that had really good reviews to order and quietly place them in her and Yoongi’s bathroom bc he cares but still wants to be subtle;;;;

Honestly I’m just picturing the m/c and yoongi in their early days when the m/c was having trouble taking care of herself and her finding him maybe watching tutorials late at night because he just wants to help.

And it becomes their little ritual, to get all nice and clean and then have her sit in front of him for hours while his hands do what they do best 🥰 I love the image of him in like a SnapBack with that spesific concentrated yoôngi expression that he gets sometimes just- trying his best for her 🥺 murmuring little things to her and himself like “let me know if it’s too tight okay? Am I pulling too hard sweetheart?”

And oh my god Oh my god joonie with pups??? with big pretty clouds of hair 🥺 my lil cousin has hair like that and she’s mixed and just ahhhhhh she’s total cuteness overload. Her mom always puts so many little bows in her hair, He’d 10000% want to go to classes to be the best dad for them!

I found some other photos on Pinterest that very much give me m/c vibes, ESPECIALLY THE GIANT SCRUNCHINES just imagine tae wearing one all the time incase the m/c needs one and it kinda becomes an accessory!! And the soft hair bows!!! All the bows!!!

[youarejesting]

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Seokjin: 

You had been stressed and you needed relief, you could have gone to Seokjin for help but sometimes you wanted alone time. Seokjin was great. He went above and beyond for you but it was nice to feel cheeky to feel dangerous. Like he could walk in at any moment. 

What you didn’t expect was for him to walk in at this moment. He walked in and slapped a hand over his eyes, “jagiya!” He whined peeking out from between his fingers. 

“Yes my love?” You groaned, not bothering to stop, your hands gripped the sheets as you looked at him. 

“Ya, stop,” he whined “I can’t talk to you knowing your doing this”

“Then don’t talk to me,” you gasped. He climbed onto the bed and took the remote from beside you turning it off. “Hey woah woah what are you doing no Jinnie I was so close.”

Your voice went weak as you saw the dark look in his eyes, “oh, how the tables have turned my sweetheart, do you want Oppa to let you finish?”

Yoongi:

You knew he did it whenever he got the urge but it was rare, for you the urge was often and you didn’t want to bother him it would be too annoying to stop him at work all the time. 

So taking matters into your own hands you brought a toy hoping it would help you unwind. It was a couples toy which you wanted to buy in the hopes Yoongi would use it with you. 

But as you had just ordered it then it wouldn’t come for another week even with the express post. So you were left on your own, it was a little disappointing after seeing all the fancy devices that you could be using.

You were so close and decided to just move into the perfect position where you would feel your orgasm the best but when you opened your eyes and turned you saw Yoongi leaning against the bedroom door. Watching you with his dark eyes.

Hoseok:

Hoseok was amazing. He was happy, energetic, kind, funny, loving and in the bedroom he was hot as hell. His only flaw was being a little naive, what were you supposed to think when he sent you a video of himself dancing and when he finished the routine he would be panting walking to the camera his singlet stuck to his chest. 

Maybe it was your flaw? Thinking he was sexy all the time, you were insatiable. Hoseok had sent you another video and you were unable to stop yourself reaching into your top draw and finding out your favourite toy, you were watching the video over and over and you were so close. 

“Hands off what is mine, jagiya” he said and you froze removing the toy with a few whimpers. “You have been naughty”

“No, I haven’t even finished yet,” you said trying to think up a plausible lie, “I was just preparing for you” 

He undressed climbing over you, “Well now that you are ready, let me show how I discipline naughty girls.”

Namjoon: 

You had been throwing hints all day, shaving your legs and washing and styling your hair early that morning. Even wore his favourite lipstick. You picked out your best lingerie and put on a really short dress. You bent over, leaned down, stretched to the highest cupboards and Namjoon didn’t get the hint. 

Was it always this difficult to seduce your man, you frowned at the end of dinner when he showered and went to read in bed. You decided to make it obvious, stepping out of the shower in a towel, you sauntered to the bed. You dropped the towel and laid down on the bed and he still didn’t notice.

You frowned, what book was he reading that was more important than you. Sighing audibly you decided that you would just have to have fun on your own tonight. You couldn't expect Namjoon to be horny and ready every night. Slipping your hand under the bed you found an old friend. You walked out of the room to Namjoon’s office and sat in his big desk chair.

You had your feet on the desk knees pressed to your chest and was trying to orgasm quickly. You could feel the batteries starting to drain. Using your imagination and willpower you tried your hardest to orgasm when the door opened Namjoon’s face poking through the door. “Hey, where did you go-OH!”

The batteries died and you frowned, head falling back against the desk chair, panting. “Why do the batteries decide to die now!” You whined legs falling to the floor. You pressed your forehead against his desk and tried to cool down the blush on your cheeks.

“Well, I don’t know if you wanted this to be a personal thing but, I don’t require batteries” Namjoon stepped out from behind the door to reveal his tented boxers.

Jimin: 

You were quite embarrassed about your sex drive it was a lot and you mostly dealt with it on your own quickly and quietly. Jimin was a very sensual creature and he seemed a little down. When you kept your sex life pretty minimalistic, you wanted to tell him but you knew he would say it was okay and that you should let him help but he would get sick of you. 

You were in your room he wouldn’t be back for a while he was filming RUNBTS you took the opportunity to get yourself off a few times. 

You put your vibrator inside you and came a few times and leaving it in you started cooking dinner. You paused between cutting vegetables to orgasm again and you clutched the bench and moaned.

You stirred the dinner and heard a cough. You turned to Jimin who hugged you, his cheeks red. “Are you feeling okay love, you sounded in pain?”

You blushed but he lifted your skirt at the buzzing sound and frowned “baby do I not satisfy you?”

“Jimin, you satisfy me so much, I just don’t want you to get sick of me or think that I only like your body. I love you”

He nodded “I wouldn’t get sick of you are you sure it’s not cause I am terrible in bed.”

“Jiminie,” you turned of the stove “let me show you how much I love you and when I am done tell me if it’s too much”

He looked at you a little nervous and nodded letting you lead him to the bedroom for a long night. “Hey Hobi I can’t come in today?”

“Why not?”

“Y/n broke my pelvis. My back is killing me”

“I’m sorry” you said to him. “I shouldn’t have”

“Darling I want it like that every night” he grinned “you riding me until we both can’t walk”

“Eww hang up first” Hobi muttered in disgust. 

Taehyung: 

You don’t know why but the feeling snuck up on you while you had friends over you wanted nothing but to feel some sweet release. You couldn’t exactly tell your friends that you wanted to borrow your boyfriend for a quickie.

Instead you made an excuse about a stomach ache and heading to the bathroom upstairs. You locked yourself in your room and tried to be quick hoping no one would come check on you. You had this really great vibrator that always made things quick. You were almost there, you could almost feel it when you heard a scoff.

“Jagiya,” Taehyung reached between your legs to remove the toy. He twisted the bottom of the device and took out the batteries. “You can wait, can’t you darling for me.” 

He smirked, taking your underwear off the floor and slipping them in his pocket. He grabbed you by the wrist and led you out the door. Making sure to fix your dress back into position. “You can wait can’t you love?”

Jungkook: 

Jungkook was playing video games when he heard noise from the room, you sounded hurt, had you fallen or were you feeling sick. You weakly cried out his name and he threw open the door to see you on the bed. Jungkook’s face turned bright red and he bowed ninety degrees. “I’m sorry” He left immediately and went back to his games room. He sat down, trying to calm his racing heart and looked down at the bulge in his pants.

[es-kay-zee]

Unrequited | Hwang Hyunjin x Reader

Warnings: afab reader, fingering, unprotected sex

Word count: 2.6k

Requested: yip

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When you’d first asked Hyunjin if he wanted to be your friend with benefits, he was shocked.

You’d both been friends for so long, meeting during your first year of high school when he was in your English class. Walking into that classroom on the first day of school was daunting for you, but it was made better when Hyunjin saw you. He’d seen how nervous you looked when you entered the room, unsure of where to sit, not knowing anyone there. So, he quietly waved to you and offered the empty seat next to him.

You had taken the seat, and with that, a wonderful friendship was born. Realising you both shared many classes, you both stuck together.

Everyone could agree that Hyunjin and you got along like a house on fire. You guys had a lot in common, so much so that you both ended up at the same university with the same major: photography.

You guys were both in your second year of university when you asked him that fateful question.

“Hyunjin? What if we fucked? Like, friends-with-benefits-style?”

He’d stopped in his tracks, unsure if you were serious or not. But when you started to explain yourself, saying that you both had needs that were going unfulfilled, he knew you meant it.

Hyunjin had agreed. 

The arrangement had been going on for the past year, and somehow, Hyunjin had managed to keep his emotions secret. It wasn’t easy, though. Every time he saw you his chest would ache, and his heart would race. It didn’t matter what you guys were doing, whether it be lounging around and watching movies, fucking, or anything in between; he fell for you harder and harder.

Hyunjin had been with you through so many ups and downs. He’d been there for you every time you showed up at his house crying after a breakup and you when you graduated high school with amazingly good grades. He’d been there for you through every drunken night, no matter the reason for your drinking. Through thick and thin, Hyunjin had been there.

No matter what state he’d seen you in, he was madly in love with you.

The entire year of your “revamped” relationship with each other was the hardest year of his life. He spent so much time trying to cover up how he feels about you, trying to hide how badly he wished he could call you his. He struggled, but he managed. For you.

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Walking into Hyunjin’s apartment one Wednesday evening, you threw yourself on the couch, head in Hyunjin’s lap to hide the tears streaming down your cheeks. But you couldn’t hide the way your body shook as you silently cried.

“What’s wrong, y/n?” Hyunjin asked quietly, his hand moving to soothingly run through your hair.

You tried to respond, to speak in some coherent way and say that you were fine, but the only sound you made was a loud sob. At your cry, Hyunjin immediately moved you so that you were curled up in his lap, your head against his chest as he held you tight. He always knew exactly how to comfort you; he could tell when you needed to be held and when you needed to be left alone.

“What happened?”

“Doesn’t matter, it’s stupid.”                        

“Of course it matters, y/n. Doesn’t matter if it’s stupid or not.”

“I got a C.”

Hyunjin could barely contain the small laugh that threatened to escape him at your confession. That’s what was bothering you?

“Okay, that is a little bit stupid,” he began.

“Hey!” you retorted, smacking his chest lightly.

“What’s wrong with a C? That’s still a pass.”

“What do you mean ‘what’s wrong with a C’? A C is not good enough. I’m meant to get A’s,” you huff. “Just because you’ll settle for a C every now and then doesn’t mean I can.”

It wasn’t that he was making fun of you for feeling this way, not at all. It’s just that he could see the humour in it. It was just another thing on the list of reasons Hyunjin loves you; how dedicated you are to your studies. You take your grades seriously and expect the best from yourself. Hyunjin can’t help but admire that about you.

“How about, tomorrow, we go see if there’s anything you can do to bump up the grade, hm?��

“That sounds good,” you reply, your crying having lessened to mere sniffles now.

“Do you want me to make you feel better?” he asks, resting a hand on your thigh while his other hand rubs up and down your back.

Hyunjin was half expecting you to say no thanks, that you just wanted a hug and to watch some of your favourite movies with a bowl of popcorn in hand. But when you nod and move to straddle him instead, he can’t help but smile.

He always considered himself lucky to be able to see you like this, to be the one that could make you feel good. And when your lips attach to his, he sighs into it, moving his lips in sync with yours. Your kisses are always electrifying to Hyunjin, sending sparks throughout his body. To him, it was a classic book/movie kiss, the ones where you kiss, and you just know that they’re the one for you. Every time his lips touched yours he could feel it.

His hands find rest upon your hips whilst yours sat upon his shoulders. It doesn’t take long before his lips are moving down, sucking pretty marks all over your neck. He pulls away for a moment, only to remove your shirt and bra before diving back in. The movement of his lips against your skin is delicious. The way his teeth graze lightly against your collarbones has a shiver running along your spine, and you can tell from his smirk that he noticed his effect.

The moment his lips wrap around one of your nipples, you let out a breathy moan, almost a sound of relief. Your fingers tangle into his hair, pulling gently on the strands in the way you know he likes. The tug elicits a moan of his own, and you love the sound, pulling again just to hear the sound once more. His teeth graze against your bud, and he sucks harshly, bringing one hand up to toy with your other nipple.

His fingers twirl around the bud, lightly pinching. You can’t stop the whine bubbling in your throat, wanting more from the man in front of you. Slowly, you begin to grind your hips down against him, needing more friction. The movement causes Hyunjin to groan lowly.

“Patience, baby. There’s no rush, this is about making you feel good,” he says, his voice hushed. He tightens his grip on your hips slightly, a signal to stop grinding against him.

You do as he wordlessly asks and still yourself, shuddering at the loss of friction. But Hyunjin doesn’t want to leave you with nothing for too long. He swiftly moves you do the side, laying you on your back on the couch. He slides down your pants, underwear following suit.

Kneeling between your bare legs, Hyunjin pauses. He couldn’t help himself, his eyes raking over your naked figure, admiring everything about you. He still had to pinch himself at times to make sure he wasn’t dreaming, baffled that he got to see you like this.

“P-please, Jinnie.” Your quiet beg snaps Hyunjin out of it, and he responds by bringing one finger to prod at your dripping core. Even the miniscule contact from his digit has you mewling, hips threatening to buck up against his hand.

Without waiting another moment, he slides his finger into your soaked cunt and the stimulation makes you throw your head back against the arm of the couch. He curls the digit against your sweet spot, and you let out an embarrassingly loud moan. He repeats the motion, earning more and more sweet sounds from you. It feels good, really good, but it’s not enough.

“More, please, I n-need more,” you whimper out, your desperation getting the better of you. And luckily for you, Hyunjin obliges.

Two more fingers enter you, and you finally feel somewhat full. The knot in your stomach slowly begins to tighten with the addition, your heavy moans and pants filling up the otherwise quiet room. Hyunjin can tell you’re getting close. It’s obvious in the way you’re squirming and shaking, in the way your eyes are screwed shut and the way your walls flutter around his fingers.

He places his thumb against your clit, an attempt to push you over the edge. And it works. Your orgasm tears through you, and your entire body shakes with the force. Hyunjin carries you through you high with the thrusts of his hand before slowly pulling away once you’ve come down.

“You alright to keep going?” he asks, wanting to make sure that you want to continue. And when you nod in response he’s quick to rid himself of his pants and underwear before retaking his position between your legs.

He takes his length in his hand, pumping a few times before lining himself up with your throbbing pussy. He rubs his tip up and down your dripping slit, making you whine for more. As much as Hyunjin loves hearing your desperate whines, he’s more in the mood to hear your moans. He pushes himself into you slowly, watching the way your face contorts with the pleasure.

He lets out a shaky moan of his own, feeling the way your cunt wraps around him so tightly. He stays still inside you, allowing both you and him a moment to catch your breaths.

You buck your hips upwards, signalling that you want him to move. He does just that, pulling out just as slowly as he entered you, before thrusting back in harshly. You moan from the force, loving how full he makes you feel. He pulls out and slams into you again, quickly finding a pace that suits you both.

His thrusts are slow but forceful, just the way you loved. There’s no need for a rushed pace, not when the goal is simply to make each other feel good. He returns one of his hands to your breasts, toying with one of your nipples once again. You moan at the added stimulation, and it’s not long before you can feel the beginnings of another orgasm looming on the horizon.

He speeds up his thrusts slightly, still maintaining the strong force. The wind is knocked out of you as he moves, non-stop moans escaping you.

“Fuck, you sound so pretty, y/n,” Hyunjin says breathily, and you can tell from the sound of his voice that he’s nearing his own orgasm. The praise makes you smile, and, just for him, you make sure not to hold back any sounds.

He snakes his free hand down between your bodies, rubbing at your clit. Your orgasm grows steadily closer at the touch. You hook your legs together behind his back, and the change in angle has Hyunjin thrusting directly into your sweet spot. You’re surprised you don’t scream with the sudden feeling, almost being overwhelmed with the amount of pleasure you’re being subjected to all at once.

It only takes a few more thrusts for you to unravel, cumming with a loud moan. Hyunjin continues his thrusts, riding out your second high while also chasing his own. His hips move impossibly fast, trying to reach his end before the overstimulation sets in too much for you. But what pushes him over the edge is your walls clamping down around him like a vice, and the way you link your fingers with his. He pulls out faster than you can blink, using the hand that isn’t in yours to pump his length. With only a couple strokes of his hand, he’s releasing all over you, his cum painting your stomach and chest.

After coming down from his own high, he takes a moment to examine your state. The fucked out look on your face, messy hair, cum stained front; to Hyunjin you look absolutely gorgeous.

“You feel better?” he asks, a smile on his face.

“Mhm, a bit,” you reply, also smiling.

“Just a bit?”

You both burst out into a short bust of laughter, both of you knowing full-well that you feel a lot better.

Once the laughter dies down, Hyunjin stands up and goes in search of something to clean you up. He returns with a tissue-box in hand and holds the box out to you. You grab a couple of tissues and wipe yourself clean, placing the tissues on the coffee table to be disposed of later. Hyunjin pulls his underwear back on before sitting back on the couch, holding his arm out for you to cuddle into his side. And you do just that, curling up next to him with your legs draped over his and your head against his shoulder. You both usually cuddle after sex, it just feels peaceful.

“I love you,” Hyunjin whispers against your hair.

“I love you too,” you reply, smiling. But your words don’t fill Hyunjin with any sort of happiness. It’s the way you say them, so casually. The way friends say they love each other. But that’s what hurts him. The fact that you can’t see how much he cares about you, the way he looks at you. You’ve never noticed that he would drop everything for you in half a heartbeat.

Hyunjin takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself. Telling himself that he has to do this, he has to tell you the truth.

“No, I mean that I’m in love with you, y/n. I have been for a long time.”

He feels you freeze, your breathing stopping as you try to process his words. The silence in the room is stifling as his admission repeats in your head. You remove yourself from Hyunjin’s side and turning away from him, mind whirling at a million miles a minute.

Hyunjin was in love with you? How had you never noticed? Were you really that oblivious?

“I’m sorry, Hyunjin. I-”

“Please don’t say it, I already know,” he cuts you off. “I shouldn’t have said anything, I’m sorry.”

“You’re right. You shouldn’t have said anything.”

“Can we just pretend that I didn’t? Please? We can just go back to how it was before and-”

“No.” It was your turn to cut him off. “I can’t just pretend that you don’t love me when I don’t feel the same way. I can’t pretend that everything’s fine. I’m sorry. I love you, I really do, but not in that way.”

You stand, gathering your discarded clothes and redressing yourself at record speed. Hyunjin does the same, desperately not wanting you to leave.

“Y/n, please. Don’t go. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. Please, can we try to pretend? Please?”

His pleas don’t work as you continue making your way towards the door. You open it and he grabs your hand gently in his, a last ditch attempt to get you to stay.

You finally look him in the eye, only to find his filled with tears. You hated this. You hated being the reason that he’s crying. But what else are you supposed to do? Lie and say you’re in love with him too? Act like you don’t know about his feelings? You can’t, that’s too much.

“I’m sorry, Hyunjin. I need to think for a while.”

And with that, you pull your hand free from his and you walk out the door, closing it softly behind you. Hyunjin’s tears fall freely now, staining his cheeks as he sobs. He leans against the closed door, his body shaking with each stuttered breath.

Hyunjin doesn’t know what’s going to happen to the friendship between you two. He doesn’t know if you’re going to come back at all, or even if you’re going to still want to be friends. But one thing he does know, is that his love for you will always be unrequited.

[sailorhyunjinz]

hehe it’s me again~ What do you think what kind of style would each member like for their partner?🥺 hope you have/had a great day💞

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HMM ACTUALLY REALLY GOOD QUESTION! im guessing you mean like clothing wise?? OR JUST OVERALL VIBE?? 

Bangchan:

someone a bit cozy! 

someone that more practical with their fashion yk?

SURE ITS GREAT IF ITS CUTE

but doesnt want you complaining about your cute shoes hurting LMAO

bunch bunch buuuunch of hoodies!

you can never have his though,,, he dont share them because they’re precious

also,,, backpacks??? really underrated but thinks it looks cute on you

especially if it has charms hanging from it or is filled with pins

WHAT MORE

oooh baseball caps

i just know that he likes kneehigh socks I KNOW IT

Minho:

the first thing that came to mind was eyeliner LMAO

leather jackets! smexy ;))

dr martens OOOF 

with some black ripped jeans and a polarneck YEEE

likes people with short hair!

shit that shows off your body ;))

why does animal print come to mind??

mini skirts OOP i dont make the rules

cute socks LMAO I DONT KNOW WHY

he just thinks it cute when you have on a really sexy outfit but then you take off your shoes and its like socks with characters printed on them HASHSA ADORABLE

belts!!! define that waist hunty 

Changbin:

black from head to toe 

loves monochrome outfits

mostly likes outfits that consist of whites, browns, blacks, beige or gray

OOH CHAINS!! bulky chains!!

i feel like there’s duality with how he’d like their partner to dress

likes someone that can go from dark baggy outfits to dark more fitted/feminine/androgynous outfits

has a obsession with you in crop tops

or low rise jeans OOOH 

Hyunjin:

JINNIE LOVES LONG COATS??

doesn’t matter what material just as long as it ALMOST TOUCHES THE GROUND??

a lot of accessories like layered necklaces, rings on rings and maybe even a body chain

mini handbags!

heels! 

red lips! (ok am i singing clc no AHSHASH)

oversized button ups lazily hanging from your shoulders with cuffed jeans 

UHUUU beanies!

Jisung:

OOF if he wasnt an idol he would date an eboy/egirl DONT EVEN TRY TO FIGHT ME

really likes painted nails?? especially black

sucker for like... small hidden tattoos as well!

everything thats related to a street aesthetic

bucket hats, ugly shoes (yk those like bulky ones), baggy pants with like a thousand pockets

prefers long hair on both girls and guys

maybe in more natural colors! 

OH ALSO LIKES SEEING YOU IN HEAVY EYESHADOW

Felix:

soft! 

RIGHT WE GONNA KEEP THIS GN so cant say feminine BUT YEAH something like that

skirts <333

likes seeing you in pastels :((

he also likes seeing you in like fishnets?? because they’re cute but somehow also edgy??

oooh also likes hair dyed pastel colors!! whether it be streaks or just the whole fucking head 

be the best of both worlds basically

Seungmin:

KINDA LIKE A TEACHER VIBE??

no not your ugly math teacher

more like.... long flowy skirts or blouses

also likes seeing you in oversized jeans and a sweater

yk simple!

oooooh trench coats and small bags!!!

puppy would melt 

ALSO ACCESSORIES!! 

small wrist watches or delicate rings!

Jeongin:

just a cuddly baby?? like himself

likes someone that wears a lot of sweaters?? and is kinda casual

he would love to match outfits with you :(((

also likes sporting attire on like high platform sneakers or sweatpants with like a windbreaker

a lot of blush??? or highlighter?? likes seeing your face shine up like a diamond AHSHAS

flowy pants!! 

dress pants is also v v appreciated

delicate bracelets 

(that he gifts you)

VERY CASUAL ... YEAH!