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kpopblurbs · 4 years

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Pairing: Chan/Young K/Reader Word Count: 5.3k Tags: Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Vaginal Sex, First Time Bottoming, Threesome - F/M/M, Sub!Chan, dom!Young K, dom!reader, Reader and Young K are in an established relationship, chan is just a shy boy with a crush A/N: It’s only 4 months late lmao but here yall go its finally the end of smutmas i did it! im so happy to be done i mean i enjoyed writing the whole thing dont get me wrong but it feels like theres a weight off of my shoulders now. I hope yall enjoyed the journey! Smutmas Masterlist AO3 Link

Chan liked to think he was a confident person, normally he had no problem being the one to take charge. But here, at his first real party he was completely out of his element, switching between hovering near the only people he knew and standing awkwardly against the wall. His grip was tight around the plastic cup that held some mystery alcohol his friend had handed him as soon as he arrived. He took small sips occasionally, he didn't love the taste but was too awkward to get anything else.

He was wandering back to his trusty spot against the wall when his eyes landed on you and Younghyun casually talking to one of the mutual friends the three of you shared. Immediately he fixed his hair and adjusted his appearance, trying his hardest to look like he belonged. He tried not to stare but couldn't help himself as he watched Younghyun drape his arm across your shoulders, his thumb absentmindedly rubbing circles into your skin. He nearly jumped as his eyes wandered back up and he saw that you were looking at him, one eyebrow cocked as you glanced down towards Younghyun's hand and back up, tilting your head in a silent question.

Chan smiled and shook his head, trying to convince you that he was just zoning out. You squinted at him playfully before turning back to your conversation. Chan tried to be more covert with his staring, scanning his eyes across the party, trying his best to keep an eye on you in his peripheral vision. He couldn't stop his heart from fluttering as he saw you lean up to whisper something into Younghyun's ear that made him turn his attention to Chan. The younger boy tried to give him a casual smile and nod, which Younghyun returned before looking away.

Chan knew he was being foolish, his friends full out laughed at him one time when he got a little tipsy and confessed that he had a crush on both you and Younghyun. But he had heard a rumor that the two of you were open to inviting a third person into your bed and as much as he hated to give credit to rumors, he couldn't help but hope that he could be that person at least once.

His thoughts were quick to wander off in that direction, his lack of experience in that area meant that he got excited easily and he would be damned if he popped a boner while the two of you were so close. He pulled his mind back and focused on the party, glancing around he couldn't help the twinge of panic he felt when he realized he couldn't see you or Younghyun anymore. His mind raced with thoughts questioning whether or not he had scared the two of you away by staring, maybe you had felt his awkwardness from across the room and decided to leave. He did his best to push the panic away as he scanned the party hoping to catch a glimpse of one of you.

He sighed in relief as he spotted Younghyun entering the kitchen. Thinking that he maybe needed to loosen up a bit, Chan decided to brave going to the kitchen for a new drink. He pushed away from the wall and was about to take a step when he was stopped by a hand on his shoulder. He jumped at the sudden contact and spun to the side to figure out why someone touched him.

"Going so soon?" you asked, a sly smile on your face as you held back a giggle at Chan's wide eyes.

"I -uh- was just going to the uh, the kitchen?" Chan sputtered, entirely unprepared to be talking to you, he could feel his cheeks heating up as he struggled to talk and wanted nothing more than to crawl into a hole and never come out.

You laughed, the sound was like music to Chan's ears and he found himself zoning out, focused on the way your lips moved while you talked. It wasn't until you stopped talking that he realized he hadn't actually heard anything you were saying. He shook his head, "Sorry, what?" he asked, making you laugh again.

"How much of that have you had?" you asked, gesturing to his cup.

"Not enough apparently," he mumbled before taking a swig and immediately regretting it, he grimaced at the taste and couldn't hold back a cough as the alcohol burned its way down his throat.

"Not enough for what?" you asked once he seemed like he had recovered from his drink.

"Not enough to stop being so damn nervous," he responded without thinking, his eyes widened as he realized what he said. So much for his plan to seem cool in front of you, he braced himself for you to laugh at him for being nervous but you only leaned slightly closer to him.

"What's making you nervous?" you asked, your voice seemed slightly lower than before but he assumed it was just his mind playing tricks on him.

He thought for a second before deciding to go with the truth, "I've never actually.. been to a party before," he confessed with a sigh.

"Well you picked a pretty boring party for your first one," you responded, he was shocked that his confession didn't trip you up at all but he was also grateful, he wasn't sure he could've handled the embarrassment of having to explain how inexperienced he was to you. "What made you come tonight?" you asked.

Chan sputtered, trying to come up with a valid reason for coming to conceal that he was really hoping to see you and Younghyun. "I -uh- yknow- just -uh- cause," he said, mentally slamming his head into a wall for not being able to come up with a response better than 'just cause'.

You cocked an eyebrow at him, "Just cause?" you asked before the tiniest smirk appeared on your face, "Are you sure you weren't here to see someone?" you asked, tilting your head innocently.

Chan could practically hear his heart racing, he tried to convince himself that you were just asking him an innocent question and it wasn't like you could read his mind or anything. The fact that you had leaned closer to him again wasn't helping him focus at all, "N-nope, no one, d-definitely not," he stammered out.

You hummed, "Damn, I thought you were here to see me," you said with a pout before leaning back.

Now Chan was conflicted, should he confess that he was actually here to see you in case you were being serious, or stick to his story and try to match your lighthearted attitude. He decided to combine the two in the hopes that it would get a laugh from you, "Oh, you're right I forgot, I'm totally just here for you," he said with a chuckle.

You let out an overdramatic gasp, "Chan I have a boyfriend," you said, slapping his arm lightly.

Chan panicked slightly, his brain searching for a way to respond without making things weird when he was surprised by the feeling of an arm wrapping around his shoulders. He jumped and looked to his side to see Younghyun who immediately leaned all of his weight onto the smaller boy causing Chan's shoulder to bump into the wall. "Did I just hear you flirting with my girlfriend?" Younghyun asked, looking down and cocking an eyebrow at Chan.

"N-No I was just-" Chan scrambled for an answer before Younghyun cut him off.

"Relax, I'm just messing with you," Younghyun said with a smile before standing up straight, taking his weight off of Chan but not moving his arm. "What'd I miss?" Younghyun asked you, ignoring the way Chan was trying to collect himself, being this close to both of you was proving to be too much for him to handle.

"Chan was just telling me this is his first party ever," you said with a smile, stealing Younghyun's drink to take a sip before passing it back.

"Really? You deserve a better first party experience than this," Younghyun said with a frown.

"I-I mean it doesn't seem that bad," Chan said, his eyes flicking quickly between the two of you.

"A party is supposed to be fun, not just 'not that bad'," Younghyun said.

"I say we make this more fun for him," you said, shooting a look at Younghyun that confused Chan.

"H-How?" Chan asked, now desperate to be let in on the silent conversation the two of you seemed to be having.

"Channie, you trust us right?" Younghyun asked, looking down at the smaller boy softly.

"Y-Yeah?" Chan responded, trying his best to hold back his nerves.

"So what if we said we could make your first party unforgettable?" you asked, reaching down to take one of his hands gently into your own.

At this point Chan was positive he was dreaming, the scent of Younghyun's cologne was making him feel drunk and the way you were rubbing your thumb gently across the back of his hand wasn't helping.

"Channie?" Younghyun asked, stepping away from the smaller boy to look at him when he realized it didn’t seem like he was going to respond.

At the feeling of Younghyun moving away from him, Chan couldn’t help the tiny whine that slipped from his mouth. His eyes went wide when he realized what happened, his hands immediately flew up to cover his mouth, he couldn’t bear to look at the two of you opting instead to try and wiggle out from underneath Younghyun’s arm. The older boy only tightened his grip around Chan’s shoulders and stepped closer to him once again, “I won’t go anywhere if you don’t want me to, Channie,” he cooed. Immediately Chan’s cheeks flushed a bright pink and you did your best to bite back a smile as you brought your hands up to pull his own off of his face.

“T-Thank you,” Chan mumbled softly.

“So polite,” you hummed making Chan duck his head as his blush deepened.

“What do you say we move this somewhere with less... eyes,” Younghyun said, peering at the couple of people that had taken notice of the way the two of you had seemingly cornered the poor boy.

“Are you okay with that, Chan?” you asked, leaning down to meet his eyes where they were trained on the floor.

“Y-Yeah,” Chan said softly and you smiled. You let go of his hands, not missing the tiny whimper that left his lips before you turned around and began leading the two boys towards one of the bedrooms at the back of the house. Once you found an empty one, you pushed the door open wide enough to allow Younghyun to guide Chan into the room before stepping in behind them, shutting the door, and turning the lock to keep out any unwanted visitors. You moved to the bed where Younghyun had sat next to Chan, his arm still wrapped around Chan who was now leaning subtly into Younghyun’s side.

“What are you thinking, Channie?” you asked softly, taking notice of the far away look on his face that indicated he was deep in thought.

“I-I’m -uh- trying to.. figure out if this is a dream or not,” Chan said softly.

Younghyun chuckled before moving to pinch his arm gently, Chan jumped at the feeling and Younghyun smiled, “Definitely not dreaming,” he said.

“Well that was my only idea, now I’m completely lost,” Chan said, sitting up slightly and looking between the two of you for an explanation.

“Right,” you said before sitting down on his other side, “Younghyun and I think you’re pretty cute and we would like to offer you the opportunity to sleep with one or both of us, if you want to that is,” you explained.

“Okay I know I just got pinched but I have to be dreaming,” Chan said.

“I can’t tell if that’s a positive reaction or not,” Younghyun said, drawing Chan’s attention off of you.

“No, it’s positive, I just...” Chan started before pausing to collect his thoughts, “I’ve had a crush on you both for like so long,” he continued, somehow gathering the bravery to confess.

“Oh god wait that’s so cute,” you said softly, a smile spreading across your face.

“If we had known we would’ve done this earlier,” Younghyun added.

“In my defense, confessing that I have a crush on two people who are dating each other isn’t exactly something that people do,” Chan said, earning another chuckle from Younghyun.

“Well, now that we’ve got that out in the open, there’s only one more question,” Younghyun said. Chan tilted his head in confusion, a small gasp leaving his lips as Younghyun leaned in so their lips were close to touching, “Do you want to do something about it?” he asked lowly.

“P-Please,” Chan said, his voice wavering slightly as he stayed completely still. After what felt like forever for Chan, Younghyun leaned in further, closing the distance between them and pressing their lips together. Chan let out a muffled whine, his lips parting slightly and Younghyun takes the opportunity to slip his tongue into the other boys mouth. Chan brought a hand up to grip Younghyun’s shirt tightly as he let the older boy control the kiss. Finally Younghyun pulled away, he still seemed perfectly put together while Chan gasped for breath, his pupils blown wide and his mind fuzzy.

“My turn,” you said, reaching up to grip Chan’s chin and turn his head towards you. He let out a surprised squeak as your lips made contact with his. You maintained the same bold precedent that Younghyun had set, kissing Chan until he was dizzy before pulling away, feeling more put together than Chan seemed.

“W-What are we gonna do?” Chan asked, his voice soft and squeaky.

“What would you like to do?” you asked.

“Yeah,” Younghyun continued for you, “You’ve had a crush on us, I’m sure you’ve had a few fantasies floating around in that head of yours. Share your favorite, maybe we can make it happen.”

Chan’s cheeks turned pink and Younghyun chuckled, “I see I was right, spill,” he encouraged.

Chan took a deep breath, “Well I, uhm, I’ve thought about uhm, you,” Chan looked at Younghyun, “Yknow, uh, fucking me,” he said, whispering the dreaded word like it would somehow make him less embarrassed to say it out loud. “And uh, you,” he continued, turning to look at you now, “Letting me uh, yknow, fuck you,” again whispering the important word though it didn’t help the first time.

You smiled, “Yknow you’re cute when you’re embarrassed,” you said softly, bringing a hand up to cup Chan’s cheek as Younghyun stood up suddenly surprising both of you.

“I know the owners of this house are freaks there’s gotta be some lube in here,” he said as he began to search the room. “You two get started I’ll join in once I find lube,” he said, sending a wink your way which you responded to with a smile.

You turned back to Chan, your hands moving to grab the bottom of his shirt, “You heard the man, let’s get started,” you said with a smile. You tugged gently on his shirt and he was quick to raise his arms up, making it easy for you to tug the fabric over his head and toss it to the ground. “Very nice,” you hummed, bringing your hands to his chest and using your fingers to gently trace the contours of his muscles.

“T-Thanks,” Chan responded, his cheeks still pink and turning a deeper shade with every second you spent admiring him. You let him suffer with the embarrassment for a few more moments before grabbing your own shirt and tugging it off over your head, letting it join Chan’s on the floor. You giggled when Chan’s eyes went wide at the sight of your bra before he looked up, desperately trying to look anywhere except at your chest.

“Yknow they’re nice to look at but even more fun to touch,” Younghyun said, clearly still keeping an eye on what you were doing though he was searching through drawers.

“Come on Channie, you can touch, it’s okay,” you said, grabbing his hand after a few moments when he didn’t seem like he was gonna make the first move. You guided his hand to your chest and let it come to rest on one of your boobs. He gave it a few gentle, experimental squeezes before beginning to get comfortable with what he was doing and starting to massage you slowly. You smiled before grabbing his wrist gently, stopping him momentarily and allowing you to reach behind your back and unclasp your bra, slipping it off and tossing it to the ground.

“Ah ha!! Found it,” Younghyun shouted, startling Chan out of the dazed state he was in from staring at your boobs. Younghyun approached the bed, a bottle of lube held triumphantly in his hands, “Told you guys they were freaks,” he said. He tossed the bottle on the bed before tugging his shirt off, “I guess it’s not fair to be the only one with my shirt on,” he said as he tossed it into the steadily growing pile. Chan gulped at the sight of the lube and Younghyun looked at him with concern on his face, “You okay, Channie?” he asked.

“Yeah I uhm, I just haven’t uh,” Chan trailed off, gesturing towards the lube.

“You’ve never been fucked?” Younghyun asked, sitting down next to Chan and putting a gentle hand on the younger boys thigh, “You don’t have to if you don’t want to, you can fuck me I make a fantastic power bottom.”

Chan took a deep breath, “No I want this, I want you,” he said, putting as much confidence into his voice as he could, “Just, uh, take it slow.”

“Of course, Channie, we’ll take care of you, if you need us to stop or slow down just say so,” Younghyun said comfortingly.

“Thank you,” Chan said, giving a soft smile to Younghyun.

Younghyun returned Chan’s smile with one of his own before patting his thigh, “Now, I think in order for things to continue, we’re gonna have to make a new rule in here,” he said.

You cocked an eyebrow at him, “And what might that rule be?” you asked.

“No more pants,” Younghyun said with a smile and you laughed.

“That’s fair,” you said, “Chan first,” you smirked at the younger before reaching down to unbutton his pants. Chan took a second to comprehend what you were doing before he stood up, allowing you to tug his pants to the ground which he then, less than gracefully stepped out of before sitting back down. He crossed his arms over his lap, doing best to cover up his hard on that was very obvious now that he was just in his underwear.

“It’s so cute how shy you are,” Younghyun cooed, trailing his fingers across Chans inner thigh.

“‘M not shy,” Chan mumbled, a slight pout on his face.

“You’re like a cute, shy little puppy,” you cooed, reaching up to card your fingers through Chan’s hair. Chan bit back a smile as he pushed his head into your hand, “What? Do you like being called Puppy?” you asked.

Chan bit his lip and looked down, unable to make eye contact as he nodded quickly. “Jesus Christ you’re gonna kill me that’s so fucking cute,” Younghyun said, moving his hand up Chan’s thigh and nudging the younger boys hands aside so he could palm Chan’s erection. “Such a cute, needy puppy,” Younghyun cooed as he stroked Chan achingly slow through his underwear.

You watched the two of them for a second before wiggling out of your pants and underwear at once, tossing them into the pile before moving to the middle of the bed and sitting up against the headboard. You spread your legs apart and patted the mattress between them, “C’mere Puppy, lets put that mouth to good use so Younghyun can prep you,” you said.

Chan looked back and forth between you and Younghyun, trying to decide whether to listen to you or stick with the pleasure Younghyun was giving him no matter how slight it was. “Go on, Pup, do as you’re told,” Younghyun said, “But first, lose these,” he snapped the waistband of Chan’s underwear for emphasis. Chan hopped up, tugging his underwear off so quick he almost tripped on his way back to the mattress. He kneeled down between your legs, sitting back on his heels and waiting patiently for your next instruction.

“Such a well behaved puppy,” you cooed. You reached forward, tangling your fingers into his hair and guiding his head down between your legs. You held him still when he was close enough for you to feel his breath fanning across your skin. He was eyeing you hungrily, his mouth just short of watering as he waited for you to let him go. “You should be thanking me for even letting you this close,” you said.

“Thank you,” Chan gasped quickly, his eyes still trained on your pussy.

“Good boy,” you cooed before finally loosening your grip on his hair. He pushed forward, eagerly licking a stripe up your folds and you let out a contented sigh as Chan swirled his tongue around your clit. You could tell he was a bit inexperienced but he made up for it with eagerness, trying his hardest to please you with his tongue.

While Chan was focused on you, Younghyun had stripped himself of his own pants and underwear and began to position himself behind Chan. He placed a gentle hand on Chan’s ass, slightly startling the boy but not deterring him from his focus on you. Younghyun began to massage Chan’s ass, spreading his cheeks gently with both hands and using one of his thumbs to trace Chan’s hole. Chan squirmed slightly at the unfamiliar sensation and pulled away from you slightly just to take a deep breath and relax himself before continuing.

Younghyun grabbed the bottle of lube and opened it up, drizzling some over his fingers and spreading it around before bringing them up to Chan’s hole. He put his clean hand on Chan’s ass, using his thumb to rub soothingly at his skin, “You ready, Pup?” he asked.

Chan pulled away from you again, “As ready as I could be,” he responded. Younghyun nodded, teasing Chan’s hole for a couple more seconds before slowly pressing his finger inside the younger boy. Chan pressed his cheek to your inner thigh, his face scrunching up as he tried to adjust to the intrusion. Younghyun held still for a moment, waiting until he felt Chan relax before he began to move his finger, letting the boy completely adjust to the feeling before slipping another finger into him.

You carded your fingers through Chan’s hair, trying to help him relax as Younghyun prepped him thoroughly. Younghyun moved slowly, trying to bring Chan as little discomfort as possible. When he was able to slip a third finger into Chan he began to curl his fingers, feeling around for the bundle of nerves that would send Chan reeling.

“Oh shit!” Chan cried out, his body jolting forward when Younghyun finally found it.

“There it is,” Younghyun said, sending a triumphant smile your way.

Now that you were sure Chan was enjoying himself you tightened your grip in his hair, “Back to me, Pup,” you said. Chan dove back in eagerly, dragging his tongue between your folds and around your clit, letting out an occasional moan as Younghyun fingered him. The vibrations from the little noises Chan was making were sending waves of pleasure up your spine.

Chan pulled away from you just enough to speak, “More, please, I need more,” he begged.

“Aw,” Younghyun cooed, “Want me to fill you up, Pup?”

“Yes, please, I just need-” Chan rambled, his voice shaky from how desperate he was.

“Okay, let’s move things around so we can make your dreams come true,” Younghyun said as he pulled his fingers out of Chan, drawing a small whine from the younger boy.

You sat up and moved over to the side before patting the mattress where you were laying, “C’mere, Pup, lay down,” you instructed. Chan was quick to react, settling into the position you wanted and allowing you to tuck a pillow under his hips while Younghyun got up to search through the pockets of his pants.

Younghyun smiled triumphantly as he pulled two condoms out of his pocket and held them up for the two of you to see, “I always come prepared,” he said as he tossed one to you.

You caught it easily, “Horndog,” you muttered as you tore open the foil.

“Hey, you love how horny i am,” Younghyun said as he opened up the condom he still had in his hands and tossed the foil onto the pile of clothes.

You chuckled, “I guess you’re alright,” you said, opting to place your trash on the table next to the bed.

“Guys,” Chan whined, “Your flirting is so cute but I’m so hard I think I might die,” he pouted as the two of you turned your attention back to him.

“You’re right, Pup, you need attention,” you cooed, reaching forward to wrap your hand around his dick, running your thumb over the slit and collecting the precum that was there. You used it to help the glide as you stroked him slowly, relishing in the way he gasped and moaned from the first contact to his dick all night. You let him enjoy it for a few moments before slipping the condom onto his dick, “You ready, Pup?” you asked.

“I’ve never been more ready for anything in my life,” Chan whined as Younghyun positioned himself between the younger boys legs. As Younghyun got into position you swung your leg across Chans waist and moved so you were straddling him. You reached down and wrapped a hand around his dick to line it up with your entrance. You teased him for a few seconds, dragging his dick up and down between your folds and waiting until he started to squirm. “Ah- please,” he begged, looking up at you with puppy dog eyes, his hands gripped the sheets at his sides tightly as he tried to keep himself from bucking up into you.

Finally, you decided to have mercy, letting out a low moan as you sank down on his dick, keeping your pace slow as you settled down in his lap. You stayed still, letting yourself adjust to his size before beginning to grind down, rocking back and forth and enjoying the feeling of him filling you up.

“My turn,” Younghyun said and you stilled your movements, lifting yourself up slightly to allow Younghyun to push himself forward and line himself up with Chan’s entrance. “I’m gonna move slow, Pup, if you need me to stop just say so,” he said, being sure to make eye contact with Chan to make sure he understood. Chan nodded quickly, his hands gripping the sheets so tightly that his knuckles were white. You reached down and grabbed his hands, moving them to your hips before leaning down to kiss him deeply. You felt his grip on your hips tighten as Younghyun pushed into him, disconnecting the kiss to allow him to take a deep breath and relax. You brought a hand up to cup his cheek, rubbing your thumb soothingly across his skin to help keep him relaxed until Younghyun was pressed fully into him.

You sat back up, trying to help Chan adjust to the feeling of being filled by beginning to ride him slowly. “M-Move, please,” Chan gasped out after a few seconds.

“As you wish,” Younghyun responded, trying his best to sound put together but you could tell the feeling of being inside Chan was getting to him. He began to pull out slowly, making sure that Chan showed no signs of pain before pushing back in.

“More, please, more,” Chan begged, his grip on your hips was definitely tight enough to leave bruises as both you and Younghyun began to pick up the pace. You felt Younghyun bring his hand up to your waist, trailing it slowly around to your front to press his fingers to your clit.

“So fucking tight,” Younghyun groaned, you could hear the slap of skin on skin contact as he snapped his hips roughly into the boy beneath you.

Chan was a mess, his moans were high pitched and cracking and his face was scrunched up, you could tell that he was struggling to hold off his orgasm. The combined sensations of you riding him and Younghyun fucking him were proving to be too much for him to handle. “You gonna cum for us, Pup?” you asked, trying your hardest to keep your voice steady though you were pretty worked up yourself.

“God, fuck, ah- can I?” he asked, barely managing to slip the words out between moans.

“Hold on just a little bit longer, Pup,” Younghyun gasped out, his hand beginning to work faster on your clit, trying to make up for the fact that his rhythm was falling apart as he got closer to the edge.

Chan whined in response, his body tensing as he tried desperately to hold back his orgasm. You focused on your own pleasure for a moment, trying to push yourself closer to the edge, not wanting to make him suffer much longer.

To your surprise, Younghyun was the first to cum, letting out a low groan as he released into the condom, his hips slowing down as his hand completely stopped before he pulled out of Chan slowly. You were quick to replace his fingers with your own, bouncing up and down in Chan’s lap quickly as you got closer to your orgasm. “Cum for me, Pup,” you gasped out once you were finally on the edge.

He was quick to comply, spilling his load into the condom with a loud cry. It only took a few more bounces before you were cumming too, clenching around him and causing him to whine from the slight overstimulation. Your hand slowed down on your clit, working yourself through your orgasm before slowing to a stop.

You lifted yourself off of Chan, moving to the side before pulling the condom off of his dick and tying it off, searching around for a trashcan for a second before just setting it on top of the wrapper on the table. “I need a nap,” Younghyun sighed, flopping down next to Chan after having already disposed of his condom.

“I don’t think I could walk out of here even if I wanted to,” Chan said, trying to catch his breath.

“Well we can’t stay here all night, this isn’t our house,” you reminded the boys.

“I say, we nap here for a little bit and then we carry Channie back to our place for round 2,” Younghyun said with a smile, putting an arm around the younger boy and tugging him closer.

“Round 2?” Chan asked, surprise evident in his voice.

You chuckled, giving in and laying down on the other side of Chan, “Well yeah, I hope you didn’t think this was a one time thing,” you said.

“That was fantastic, there’s no way I’m letting you go after this,” Younghyun said, snuggling up to Chan’s side and letting out a content sigh.

“S-So does that mean...?” Chan trailed off, his eyes flitting back and forth between the two of you.

“We can discuss the details after sleepyhead gets a nap,” you said nodding towards Younghyun who was somehow already asleep, “For now just enjoy the cuddles.” You mirrored Younghyun, snuggling up to Chan’s side and letting your eyes flutter closed.

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nextchae · 5 years

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day6 as boyfriends — young k

was really confident the first time you two met

didn’t skip a beat

was really eager too

probably just asked you out on the spot

but was super gentlemanly about it too?

like he always asks for your permission before he does anything

“can I kiss you?”

“you’re my boyfriend”

thinks you’re perfect

even though he says no one is perfect, you’re pretty damn close in his eyes

stares at you all the time

he’s so whipped for you doing even the smallest things

brushing your hair out of your face? yep

the stream of laughter that flows from your lips at one of his bad jokes? yep

literally just breathing? yep

gets all shy and red faced when you compliment him

“I’m not cute” he’d mumble with a pout

he’s the best listener ever

you could ramble for hours and he would be just as attentive the whole time

probably takes notes tbh

actually doesn’t talk about you to others that much because he wants to keep you to himself

not that he’s embarrassed of you or your relationship or anything like that

but he just wants to keep all of your greatness in his own mind

is so comfortable sleeping with you in his arms that he has to sleep hugging a pillow when you two are separated

likes when you pick his clothes for him

MELTS when he sees you in his clothes

“wait! I need a picture!” he’d exclaim, whipping out his phone to take at least fifty pictures of you in his hoodie

doesn’t go overboard with pda or anything, but he prefers to be holding your hand when the two of you are walking together

was nervous for you to hear him sing for the first time

now he sings everything for you

around the house

in the middle of the grocery store

he doesn’t care

as long as it earns a smile from you then he’s happy

cheesy lines like

“I love you to the moon and back”

“You’re my whole world”

are definitely his thing

but he really does mean all of it because you are in fact his whole world

thanks for requesting! requests are currently open!

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writtenbyalon · 4 years

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Peripeteia

Loving him secretly was so hard, but you are afraid to take the risk. You're afraid that you might lose your friendship, so you kept it by yourself. What if we won't work? What if he doesn't love me the way I love him. There just so many what ifs that was running in your minf and you don't know, you were so scared.

You were so afraid that you might lose him, you might lose your bestfriend, that your friendship might be ruined. You've been in love with him for a long time now. You couldn't remember when and how did it start, all of a sudden your heart was beating erratically whenever you're with him. Your heart flutters when he compliments you and whenever you see him laugh and smile. You even felt things that you thought that it was just in movies or books that you watched and read.

There are times that you thought of telling him what you feel but you were such a coward. You'vee been so coward since you don't know when. Maybe being in a broken family had left a deep and big scar that affects you and thought that there a chance that would happen to you too. You know, the saying 'history repeats itself', that what if you would end up like that.

But someone told you that love is always about risking. You would never know if you won't take the risk. If the person is worth it, you would take the risk even if there's no assurance the he would reciprocate it. That made you realize things and had a bit of courage to tell him. No, you gathered all your courage, pluck up your heart, or whatever you call it.

You grabbed you phone trying to message him to meet me up. You even don't know how should you ask him like it was new to you asking him out, when it was normal for both of you to messaged each other to bond. You've been typing for how minutes that day before you received a message from him, saying "Hey Amara, you've been typing for how many minutes now. Are you ranting something, tell me everthing later, okay? Cause I'm on my way to your condo, I brought your favorite." he really knows when you need someone, more likely when you wanna see him but before you forgot, you replied immediately saying "Hahaha you really know me so well. Take care!"

When he arrived, he sat down on the couch while putting your favorite ice cream on the center table. You saw him smiling, his smile was different, so bright like he won a jackpot or something. You went to the kitchen to get a spoon while reminding yourself that this would be the day, the day that you will confessed your feelings.

You went back to the living room, gave him the spoon and you both started eating the ice cream that he got for you. You remember his smile, that was kinda different, you felt that he was so happy so you asked why. "Remember the girl that I like?" he asked and you nodded. "She already said yes to me!" he was so happy and your world got crashed.

This was the first time you saw Brian smiling like this, you wanted to be happy for him too but you can't, your heart was shattered in to pieces, you wanna cry, you were teary eyed without you realizing it, he suddenly ask you why you are about to cry, you just told him that you were so happy for him. All the courage that you gathered suddenly got lost in just a snap, even your voice, you can't even speak but you forced yourself, you pulled up your shits and pretend that those tears were just a tears of joy. "Glad, you found the one Bri! I'm so happy for you! You deserve to be happy and she's so unlucky huh." you jokingly said.

You were reminiscing that day, now you are seeing your bestfriend teary eyed while at the front of the altar waiting for his bride.

You remembered something before this day came. He told you he loved you but he didn't take the risk because your friendship was more important than taking the risk without any assurance. He was thanking you for everything and that he would be always be here for you and his wife when you need any help. He just got married but nothing will ever changed he will always be your bestfriend, he assured you.

Life is so unfair, if one of you took the risk or made a move would this happen? You asked yourself but it was too late. Regretting and thinking of what ifs wouldn't make any change anyways. You have to move forward, and moving on will be your next move.

—end.

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sinsofstrays · 6 years

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The Reason He Procrastinates

Young K | Reader - Smut Scenario/Drabble

“Hi, can i ask for a day6 youngk smut scenario, in which y/n and youngk is dating?” - Anonymous

I’m sorry this is really short but I hope you enjoy it!!

“Brian mother fucking Kang!” You yell while stomping down the stairs.

“Brian Kang is not here right now. Would you like to leave a message?” Younghyun looks around at you while sitting on the couch. “Okay, you only call me Brian when you’re mad at me. What did I do this time, dear?” He smiles.

“You told me you canceled your plans with the guys.” You cross your arms and pout. “Jae just texted me asking when you're leaving.”

“Oh- heh. I guess I forgot.” Younghyun scratches his head.

“So...you gonna text Jae?” You cross your arms and raise a brow.

“I will in a minute.”

You roll your eyes and chuckle, hitting his arm. “You lazy bastard.”

“Your lazy bastard.”

Younghyun grabs your leg and pulls you forward, making you fall into his lap. His hands travels from your thigh and up to your hips as he presses his lips hard against yours. You pull away to try to say something but he pushes you close again. He picks you up by your waist and brings your body underneath his. You feel him tremble above you with excitement as he bites at your neck. He grinds down against you when he hears a moan escape your lips.

His nails dig into the couch as you grab his shirt, tugging it off over his head. He moves his arm down to your waist and pulls at the buttons on your jeans. Electricity runs through you as he softly bites down on your neck. His tongue flicks against your skin as he rips your jeans down off your hips. You shake with anticipation as he sits up to unbutton his own jeans.

He bites his lip and grinds hard against you through his boxers before tugging them down. You close your eyes and roll your head back as he lines himself up your body. His hand rests softly over your throat as he thrusts forward. You hold your breath but let out a small moan before covering your face. He grabs your wrist and pulls it away to kiss you deeply. You arch your back the more he moves his hips into yours. His breaths quicken along with his pace when you continue to make noises of pleasure in his ear. He wraps one arm around your torso, resting his chest on top of yours.

“Baby, keep moaning, I’m close.” He lets out a breathy groan.

You whine out, tensing your body as he grabs your hair and pulls your head back. He messily kisses your jawline, before burying his face into your shoulder. Your body releases as you can’t hold back any noises, digging your nails into his back. He chuckles, speeding up and letting out short moans before pulling away quickly. Both of your heads fuzz as he lays carefully on top of you.

“That was great but can you seriously text Jae, now?” You whisper into his ear.

“Only if we can do that again.” Younghyun smiles, catching his breath.

“Of course.”

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almondeyes-biased · 4 years

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simply because I don't see much Day6 content Young k - Blood - Day6

Written and uploaded! Thank you so much I think that this is the first time I write for him and I really felt that,,, 🥺❤️

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pocket-scenarios · 7 years

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Airport - Young K

(Admin: Sxng, I love Young K so much)

You put your earbuds in waiting at the cafe inside the airport for your boyfriend Younghyun to get back. You told him you would go to the cafe to meet up with him. His flight was only around two hours, flying from Japan back to Korea, you left thirty minutes before the time you expect him to be back at. You are so ready to be able to hear his stories from concerts in person. You jot down different notes and ideas for stories to write later while you listen to music. You sketch basic designs for the characters you are coming up with. One of Younghyun’s group’s songs comes on through your earbuds, you can’t help the smile that finds its on your lips when you hear his voice.

You look around to see if anyone else was in the cafe, but it seems to be empty besides from you. You go back to writing, you focus intensely on your notebook. When Younghyun walks into the cafe you seem completely oblivious to anyone’s presence, he smiles walking to the counter to order coffee for himself before he sits down. You open your phone to change the song when Younghyun walks back over to your table. He puts his guitar case against the table, pulling out the chair across from yours. You take your earbuds out smiling towards Younghyun.

“Did you miss me?” Younghyun asks with a laugh, you nod letting out a laugh yourself, “I bought you candy from Japan,” Younghyun says leaning over to reach into his bag, he takes out a plastic bag that had various bright colored candy boxes inside, “I picked ones I thought you would like,” he says with a shy laugh, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Thank you,” you coo, “I appreciate it,” you try to hide your smile, looking down, “how did the tour go, overall,” Younghyun sighs letting out a laugh.

“We can talk about the tour once we get home,” Younghyun says, hinting at the fact he is ready to go home, you nod closing your notebook.

“Let’s go, this chair’s getting uncomfortable,” you stretch slightly in the chair before standing up, Younghyun following after you.

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ourlordandsavioryoungk-blog · 6 years

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Hot Chocolate | kyh

KangYounghyun/YoungK/BrianKang Oneshot

Genre: fluff

Warnings: Language?? But it’s pretty PG.

When you walk into the coffee shop, you're immediately hit by the warmth. You notice the dimly lit lights, the empty tables, the soft indie music playing quietly over the speakers. You notice how it's the complete opposite of the bustling life outside in the cold November weather. You also notice the smell of hot chocolate brewing behind the back counter.

“Be with you in a second,” the barista behind the counter yells without looking up from his order. You stand at the register patiently, opting to pull out your phone to make the wait go by faster. After a few minutes you hear a “What can I get for you?” causing you to look up.

And when you do, you're floored.

Shit, he’s beautiful, you think. The most beautiful, fierce, feline eyes are staring at you expectantly. Don't just stand there, give him your order!

“Uhm, I'll get a small hot chocolate please,” you say, rather shakily. “Alrighty,” he replies while scanning the screen in front of him. While he rings in your order, you can't help but stare. From his carefully styled raven black hair to his perfectly pointy nose, he was perfection.

You almost don't hear him when he gives you your total, brought back down to earth when his sharp eyes meet yours. You stand there for a second before realizing he’s waiting on you to pay. You hurriedly look down and start digging into your wallet for your card. When you look up again, he's looking at you with a quizzical brow and an upturned smirk, almost knowingly. You give him your card while keeping your eyes down, not daring to make eye contact.

After swiping your card and giving it back, he turns to the various stacks of upside-down cups and gets started on your hot chocolate. While he's making your drink, you get lost in his features once again. God, how can one human be so gorgeous? Honestly, what normal person has hair that nice? Does he use mousse to get those waves? And that body? How can someone look so angelic and so sinful at-

“You don't have to wait at the counter,” you quickly avert your eyes from his ass and to his face to find him already looking at you. “I can just bring it to your seat,” he says with yet again another smirk.

Shit, he knows. Shitshitshitshit.

“Uh, I- Uh, I actually just wanted it to go,” you stumble out.

Saved by the bell, the machine in front of him dings and he brings his attention back to your drink. He pushes the button and starts filling your cup with the brown liquid and you're saved for a few seconds. For the first time since you walked through the cafe door, you're not focused on the gorgeous barista and instead focused on the delicious smell of hot cocoa. After finishing your drink, he puts a lid on your drink and turns to walk back to the register you’re standing opposite of.

“Here you go” he says with a tight-lipped smile as he holds your drink out to you. You grab it and hastily turn on your heels. “Have a good day” you squeak out, walking like hell for the door. You're just about to break free when you hear a “Wait!” over your shoulder, making you pause in your tracks.

You take a deep breath before slowly turning to see the cute barista leaning with an elbow against the back counter and- you guessed it- another smirk spread across his lips. His eyes are mischievous this time, and you anticipate that what he’s about to say is going to ruin you.

“On a scale of one to ten, where do you think my ass falls?”

Your head falls back with a slight chuckle and he stands up straight, walking around the counter towards you. “Cause honestly, I’ve always thought I had a strong seven, maybe an eight on occasion, but I don't know. I've always thought of myself as a Kim but maybe I'm just a Kendall.”

He’s only a few steps away when he stops, towering over you. The way he’s looking at you, with his small crescent eyes and blindingly bright smile, you could faint. You break free from his trance, turning towards the door and feigning annoyance by rolling your eyes with a smile on your face. Before turning the knob, you’re stopped once again when he says lowly, “My name’s Younghyun.”

This time when you turn, he’s only a few inches from you, smile much softer, but still there. You can hear your heart pounding, and you're pretty sure he can hear it too.

“Y/N,” you reply. He repeats your name and lets out a breath, still sporting that beautiful smile, still sporting that twinkle in his eye. You could get used to this, you think.

Your moment is broken by the door opening, a man outside the threshold silently begging for you to let him into the warm shop. Younghyun greets the man and quickly walks behind the counter while you're blurting apologies, both of you equally flustered. After apologizing a hundred times, you rush out of the shop and back into the cold.

You curse as you walk down the street to your apartment, trying to keep your winter coat as tight to your body as possible and taking sips of your drink every now and then. When you get to your building, you carefully use your free hand to pick your keys out of your purse and let yourself into your apartment. You plop straight down on the couch, studying the hot chocolate in your hand and thinking about the cute barista, Younghyun.

Younghyun.

You spin the cup in your hand round and round, thinking of the fairy lights wrapped around the menu board, they way they brought out the hues of brown in his eyes, the way his hair shined in them. You're snapped out of your reverie when you see writing peeking out from under your fingers placed on the cup. You move your hand around to the back of the cup and bring it closer to your eyes. On the cardboard gripper wrapped around the cup reads:

495-5633

You immediately sit up straight. He was into you? You didn’t make a complete idiot out of yourself? Oh my god, stay calm. He's just a guy, right. Just a nice, funny, beautiful, guy. No pressure, right? Noooo pressure at all.

You pull your phone out of your coat pocket with shaky hands and unlock it, tapping the new message button. Your thumb hovers of the screen. It's not like you don't want to, that's quite the opposite. Is he pitying you? Has he changed his mind by now?

God, just do it already.

You finally type his number in and take a deep breath.

Great, now you just have to type a message. What do you say?

'Hi! This is Y/N, how are you?’

You think on it for a second before backspacing. Too basic. Ummm funny! Try funny.

‘if you were a coffee, you'd be a cutepaccino.’

You immediately backspace. Okay, what the hell was that? After going through a million different options, you eventually settle on something.

495-5633 [Sent 7:13PM]

You stare at your phone for the next ten minutes before placing it on the couch cushion beside of you, deciding to forcibly put your mind on something else. You walk to your bedroom and start doing your night routine, trying to distract yourself. After changing into your pajamas and washing your face, you'd done nothing but watch TV, not daring to overthink the text. The minutes turn into hours and you start to lose hope. Maybe you should've just sent what you’d typed first. He’s probably changed his mind about you. It's when you're staring out the window and drinking your nightly tea that you hear your phone buzz.

The nerves that had been long gone are coming back in an instant. You run to your phone, stargazing long forgotten. You pick your phone up, though it almost slips from your sweaty palms. Your phone is lit up with only one notification.

1 message from 495-5633.

You unlock your phone and stare at the text displayed.

495-5633 [Received 10:01PM]

Can I ask what that means??

You [Sent 10:03PM]

On a scale of 1 to 10, its a 9. i'd give it a 10, but i don't want to rub your ego any more than I already have.

Younghyun [Received 10:07]

Hahah I'll take it 😂

Sorry I took so long to reply, I just got off work 😭

You [Sent 10:12PM]

Ew. Ur an emoji person.

Its fine, i've only been a nervous wreck for the last 3 hours, nbd.

Younghyun [Received 10:15PM]

Emojis are staying. Take it or leave it.

You [Sent 10:17PM]

Ugh, fine.

So, do you give your number to every girl that comes in your shop?

Younghyun [Received 10:20PM]

Haha honestly, no. I know i probably sound like a douche but I just wanted to get to know you and I didn't really have the courage to ask for your number

You [Sent 10:25PM]

Oh, but you had the courage to call me out for looking at your ass earlier? A man of mysteries.

Younghyun [Received 10:28PM]

Woooow. You know, you're pretty mouthy for someone who couldn't say three words to me without blushing a few hours ago.

And I had reason! You were staring me up and down like a piece of meat. I am a human being you know?

You [Sent 10:31PM]

A man with jokes too! Goodness, you're a Jack of all trades.

Younghyun [Received 10:35PM]

…. So are you not gonna acknowledge the topic.at hand here or…?

You [Sent 10:37PM]

Absolutely not.

Younghyun [Received 10:38PM]

Noted.

Care to acknowledge it over lunch then? Tomorrow at 1? The sandwich shop next to my shop is really good

You [Sent 10:42PM]

Lunch- yes. Talking about my embarrassments- no.

Younghyun [Received 10:45PM]

Fair enough. I’ll take what I can get

Younghyun [Sent 10:47PM]

LOL i'm gonna go to bed. See you tomorrow.

Brian [Received 10:50PM]

Sweet dreams.

You [Sent 10:53PM]

… Bring hot chocolate

You break your intense attention away from your phone and clutch your mug to your chest, mind going a hundred miles an hour. You set your mug down in the sink and head to your bed, ready to get under the sheets (although you probably won't sleep at all tonight).

The next day when you arrive at the sandwich shop, ten minutes early, Younghyun is in the corner, already seated. Your eyes find his, already looking at you. You're greeted by a hot chocolate and a gorgeous smile, and that smile doesn't leave for the rest of the date. You guys talk about books, movies, how he's a bassist in a band with his best friends, and how you're in love with the stars in the sky, though neither of you know you’ll also fall in love with the ones in his eyes. And when it's time to leave, he walks you to your apartment and leaves a sweet kiss on your lips. He does the same thing the next time you meet. And the next. And the next, until it becomes a regular routine. Until his kisses and hot chocolate become as normal as taking the bus every morning or looking at the sky before drifting away every night. And even after winter is long gone and summer brings it’s sunny skies and warm weather, his sweet kisses and hot chocolates are still a constant.

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daysswithyou · 6 years

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lyricalwritings - Young K stories

Young K / Brian / Kang Younghyun

*Sweetheart

*Goodbye Winter

Bass Pulse

Liquor, love and lust

*And every night I pray

Proud of You

My Gift

Fight Me!

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dat-town · 7 years

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Waiting for spring to come

A sequel to Waiting for autumn to pass, it probably makes more sense if you read that one first.

Characters: autumn spirit!Young K & spring spirit!You

Setting: fantasy au

Genre: angsty fluff

Summary: The wind of change is in the air. Is it good? Is it bad? You are not sure but spring and autumn has never been so close before.

Words: 2.2k

For those you liked the original drabble, I hope you will enjoy this one too! ♥

Seasons are a part of the cycle of nature. Eternal, ongoing, always unseen. Seasons are sassy, it’s a known fact. Sometimes summers are cold and winters don't have snow at all. Sometimes they are unpredictable but never like this.

"We have to wake up Spring," the spirit of winter rasps fussily as soon as she leaves the doorstep behind. Her presence itself is a blinding brightness with her beautiful silver locks, ice blue eyes and pale skin. She’s like white frost flowers on windows, pioneers of the cold season creeping into the hearts of humans. A sight to behold.

Younghyun slowly looks up from his so-called throne that’s just one of the four around the round, gilded table in the meeting room designed for their trimestrial encounters. There are never more than two of them present but they all have a chair assigned just for them, bearing their marks and symbols, made by a tree so uniquely theirs. It’s a reminder that no matter what, the four of them rule together in this area and when one goes down, another one comes up.

Now, the chilly September wind being the messenger, it’s Younghyun’s turn. The smell of sweet rain and pumpkin pies is already in the air, the leaves are losing their green colour and the flowers are leaving their colourful petals on the dead ground. He’s in the prime of his life, stronger than ever just like he’s supposed to be in the beginning of the autumn season that took everybody by storm after the days of summer officially ran out.

"Why? What's happening?" he asks confused, brows furrowed but can’t help his heart that’s beating furiously of the thought of you. Of better days of spring and flower crowns withering away under your careful gaze and soft smile.

He harshly grabs onto his wooden chair made out of oak tree and overgrown by grape leaves. Normally, he should be discussing important matters with the winter spirit who just woke up and sent Summer into sleep. He should definitely not talk about such blatant nonsense like waking up another season before their time. There's still three more lunar months until you are supposed to be up and Tingyan knows this very well too. Then what the hell is she talking about?

"Don't you feel it? The change?" she quirks an eyebrow at him and even though she usually hides her feelings pretty well, Younghyun can tell she’s pissed, probably thinking about how she ended up with such fools around her.

Of course, he feels the change, the weather getting warmer and more chaotic each year, but he has been sensing this for decades now and he got used to the uneasiness.

“But the rules...” he’s mumbling, hanging onto the only thing he believed to be as certain as writings set in stone.

"The rules change, too. Taeyang can’t fall asleep,” the winter spirit explains and a sun-kissed boy with wide smile steps into the meeting room on cue. “Before, when this idiot accidently touched me, icebergs melt. Now? Flowers bloom from ice.”

“Hey, folks, I’m here too and I take full offense for that degrading comment,” Taeyang snickers like he always does with Tingyan.

Winter and summer are total opposites and their spirits’ personalities are quite different too, so maybe that’s why they never really got along. They didn’t even need to due to the fact they only met twice a year. But now that both of them are up and Summer really doesn’t look sleepy at all, it makes Younghyun mull over the odds of impossible in fear. Their job was to keep the balance. Does that mean they failed?

Yet, here he is recklessly hoping that it means that he can see you soon.

“But how is this possible?” he furrows his brows, fingers twitching as he gulps down his nervousness.

“Ask Mother Earth,” the winter spirit shrugs while Taeyang shoots finger guns at him instead of answering the question.

“Come on, Autumn, bring Spring into the party! You have to be the one to wake her up, otherwise it would confuse her a lot and we don't want any more unnecessary changes or do we?” he raises an eyebrow clearly as a joke. However, Tingyan doesn’t appreciate his funny side and smacks him on the arm that makes him let out a yelp.

Younghyun doesn’t pay attention to their dispute, he’s too immersed in the thought of meeting you so early. Such an unexpected turn of events! He steps towards the direction of your suite almost blindly, pulled by invisible strings and a magnetic power stronger than gravity.

The golden doorknob is cold under his touch and he’s shivering even though he’s not capable of feeling neither warm, nor cold. At least, not in that sense humans feel them; it’s more like an emotion for him, something stirring deep in his heart. His breath hitches as the door opens so easily and the immerse dose of flower scent is already suffocating him. He chokes on his own saliva but it doesn’t break his determination as he marches towards your baldachin bed thoroughly hinted with fresh flower petals. Where in the midst of roses, lilies, jasmines and even more exotic kinds Younghyun doesn’t even recognize, there’s you, the prettiest flower of all.

You are like an angel sleeping in your rosy coloured dress with your long, dark hair sprawled on the white sheets. You have flowers among your locks, like always, and this time they are midnight blue forget-me-nots. Like he could ever forget you! Your heart-shaped face and glossy lips are imprinted in his mind making him crave something he shouldn’t. Because there’s a bridgeless abyss between something you simply won’t have and can’t have. Still, it’s not about owning, about such filial want for physical things but also the longing for a life in which you are with him and not only for one day. But forever.

What can he do though? Autumn and spring is half a year apart, yet you are here, so close, so mesmerizingly beautiful and peaceful while he’s choking on the pollens that are scratching his throat. He absolutely adores this irreplaceable sweetness of yours but the realm of Spring is killing him. He has to act soon or else, his recklessness will be his undoing for being here too long.

He sits down on the edge of your soft bed, the mattress dampening under him as he can’t take his eyes off of you. He’s certain of how he feels, how pathetically autumn is in love with spring, yet he never dares to act on those feelings. Not even when he has seen the same yearning in your eyes because he would hate himself to bring chaos down onto the two of you.

Maybe it’s the change in the air or maybe it’s something completely different but now he feels daring, desperate enough to lean closer until he cannot process anything else but your light breaths on his face and the flutters of your eyelashes. Without further delay, he dives in and presses his lips gently onto your forehead. But as if you burnt him, he pulls back almost immediately, wiping his still tingling mouth with the back of his hands not believing what he just did. Silly, silly deity, has nobody taught you that this mundane thing called love is such a dangerous thing to do?

A heartbeat later, when you blink once, twice and then slowly open your eyes drowsily, he’s there with the softest smile despite being terrified of the possible consequences of his own actions.

“Hey...” he greets you and no matter the centuries that went by, you still get flustered by the way he looks at you so fondly.

“Is it time already?” you ask suddenly wide awake and sitting up in your bed hastily. Did you sleep in? Why did he come into your room when he always waits outside for you?

“Well, about that…” Younghyun gulps and his gaze drops somewhere between your bodies on the flower-made bed. When he looks up, his eyes are autumn days you dreamed about, the warm but windy ones when you wish somebody would hold your hand. But the boy next to you doesn’t do that, no, he rather brushes a stray lock out of your eyes and tucks it behind your ear carefully not to touch your skin. “Everybody is required to be at this year’s autumnal equinox.”

You can only gape at him in awe. This has never happened before.

“What… what does it mean?”

“We are not sure.”

Nobody is. The Seasons’s Council is more crowded this year than ever before and of course, a lot louder too. You stay close to Younghyun as the spirits from all over the globe arrive and start discussing the issue at hand. You don’t understand much of it but you are fascinated by all the new faces you see.

“Is she a rain season? I have never seen one before,” you point at a girl whose hair is like waves and she moves so fluidly as if she was made of slippery water.

“Yeah, she is from the East,” Younghyun nods and introduces you to some other spirits he knows from other areas where only two season spirits exists. You find the monsoon seasons particularly funny so you enjoy yourself despite the seriousness of the situation. Thought, it’s mostly because your beloved autumn spirit is by your side. He’s the calm river in a thundery forest and whenever you feel him getting closer signalled by that dizziness that rushes over you, you are reminded that everything will be okay.

Even if the meeting goes by fruitless and the seasons leave even more fidgety than before, you don’t mind it. Not if it means you can stay and watch autumn unfold in front of your eyes, if you can spend more time with the spirit who stole your heart from bits to bits over the last millennium.

“What happens now?” you speak up when the two of you step out to the balcony of the building. You don’t have to say your fears out loud explicitly for Younghyun to understand what you mean by that: what if you die like humans?

“Now we are here to see every season until we can,” he reassures you with your favourite kind of smile, that genuine one that warms and melts your insides. It takes your breath for a moment and you don’t have any more self-restraint to keep yourself from asking what you’ve wanted to since he woke you up.

“Do you think I can touch you without causing havoc?”

“I- Maybe,” the forever young man blurts out nervous like a teenager in love, clearly taken aback by your direct question but he doesn’t move an inch when you lift your hand to his face.

You hesitate. You’re afraid you will wake up from this dream if you touch him, or you might ruin him just like how spring conquers winter every year. The what ifs horrify you and Younghyun sees your wobbliness in your eyes and shaky fingers. So he gently takes your hand slotting his fingers between yours as he presses your palm flatly on his cheek.

Wow. You let out a relieved sigh.

“You are warm,” you whisper being lost for words. It’s not his ageless face or the touch itself, but the warmth that’s coming from the heart and feels like home.

“You fault,” the spirit of the current season says cheekily and you chuckle in embarrassment. Why is he so cheesy?

“Liar,” you shake your head in disbelief and step back. You need a breather because your lungs are on fire and you’re sure it’s because of the incompatibility between your seasons’ nature. It would be dangerous to prolong the moment more. So you turn towards the jaw-dropping scenery and smile tenderly at no one in particular. “I can’t believe I can see autumn. It’s beautiful.”

Younghyun’s breath hitches as he watches you marvelling at the colours he created and just like an artist presenting his masterpiece, he can’t help but feel proud that you like his work. Oh how he wished so many times you were there to see the beauty of fall.

“I have always known though. I saw it in your eyes,” you keep rambling, confessing in your own innocent way but oh boy, he knows you too well to let it slip through his fingers like that.

“So is it spring I see in your eyes?” he looks straight in your eyes with a look so serious you don’t know what to expect but still, your heart is beating rapidly like the clopping of wild horses on the run.

“I don’t know. What do you see?”

“Something I would be willing to bloom and wither for.”

It’s the softest kiss, a silent I love you and a promise. It takes your breath away and your heart skips a beat as he kisses you shortly. You both know it won’t be easy but you believe it’s worth it, especially because for the first time since forever you are waiting for spring to come with him by your side.

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kpopblurbs · 4 years

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can i request hard dom demon chris and brian, with choking and degradation? thank you, in advance!!

The urge to just keep writing and writing and writing was just so strong but im trying to get everything on my list finished so i had to hold myself back and make this drabble length but maybe one day in the future there will be more demon chan and brian

You gasped as Chan placed his hand on your throat, his eyes flashing black as he began to squeeze gently. Your twinge of fear at his actions quickly turned to arousal as you felt Younghyun’s fingers trailing up your inner thigh. “You’re gonna be our good little whore tonight, right?” Chan asked, the low rumble of his voice sending a shiver down your spine. You nodded quickly, your mouth hanging open as Chan slowly cut off your air supply. You managed to get out a squeak as Younghyun pressed two fingers into you, curling them immediately and hitting your g-spot expertly, making you squirm beneath Chan’s grip.

Chan loosened his grip, letting you gasp for air, clenching around Younghyun’s fingers as you caught your breath. You moaned as you felt Younghyun swirl his tongue around your clit, your toes curling as Chan applied just enough gentle pressure to your throat to make your breathing strained. “You sound so pretty like this,” he hummed, maintaining pressure on your throat as he shifted around until his dick was in your face, “But you’d sound so much prettier choking on my cock.”

He let go of your throat, moving his hands to your hair and barely giving you a moment to catch your breath before pushing his dick into your open mouth. You gagged as he began to set a ruthless pace, gripping your hair tightly as he fucked into your mouth. You squeezed your eyes shut, trying your best to adjust to the sensation of Chan pushing into your throat while Younghyun slipped a third finger into you. You couldn’t hold back the noises, your gagging and moaning sending vibrations to Chan’s dick.

You choked out a whine as you felt Younghyun pull away from you, the loss of his fingers making you feel empty as you clenched around nothing. Luckily, you weren’t empty for long as Younghyun was quick to line his dick up with your entrance. He pushed in quickly, making you choke around Chan’s dick and not giving you a moment to adjust before beginning to thrust into you quickly.

Chan pulled out of your mouth, watching the drool that had been collecting your mouth begin to drip down your chin. “Such a messy little slut,” he said, tapping his dick on your cheeks and wiping his precum mixed with your own saliva on your face.

“What a pretty toy,” Younghyun grunted as he continued to thrust into you, making you moan loudly.

“What’s wrong? Can’t even say thank you to us for using you like the toy you are?” Chan asked, reaching back down to grab your throat and squeeze, once again making it difficult for you to breathe.

You gasped, trying to collect yourself before gasping out a desperate, “Thank you.”

“Good girl,” Chan said before roughly thrusting back into your mouth, both boys grunting as they continued to use you.

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jae-bummer · 7 years

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Punishment

Request: DAY6 Brian + prompt 2. + 20. + very fluffy? :) Thank you so much :)

2) “I’m always tired…but never of you.”

20) Your bias takes care of you as a trainee

Member: Day6′s Young K x Y/N

Type: Fluff

You grumbled to yourself, cursing quietly as you plucked another cotton ball from the large bag of tools you had been given. You were hot and thoroughly frustrated as you pushed a hair away from your forehead with the back of your hand. Biting at your lip, you were careful to rub at the small spot of grime on the guitar fretboard with a cotton swab, not wanting to drench the surface.

“So what did you do to get such an entertaining punishment?” a deep voice echoed across the music room.

Not bothering to look up, you quickly slid your tongue over your lips to moisten your mouth. You hadn’t spoken to anyone in hours and you could feel the need for a break coming on. ��I had a bad attitude during practice...whatever that means.”

“Ah, so that warranted cleaning all of the instruments in the practice room?” the voice continued, slight joy in it’s tone.

You heaved a deep sigh, looking up in annoyance only to immediately drop your scowl. “Oh, Young K, it’s you?”

“Brian,” he smiled easily, plopping onto a piano bench near where you were sitting on the hardwood.

“That’s the first time I’ve heard that correction from your mouth,” you chuckled quietly, focusing on the fretboard again. You tried to halt the quickened pace of your heart and attempted to center your thoughts. He was just a person, no reason to feel nervous around him.

You had met Brian on three or four previous occasions, and had a pleasant memory of interacting with him. He always had time for a joke or a story and had even bought you and a few other trainees food. As a trainee, you never heard much from the idols that had debuted, their schedules becoming dizzying with activities as soon as their names were broadcast. The appearance of Brian in your presence was startling, but you were pleasantly surprised. Due to his kindness, Day6 had always been a group that you followed. Plus he was gorgeous.

But that could be said about all of your label mates.

Somehow you managed to see with constant hearts impairing your vision, but as was life in Korean entertainment. Every person was just as good looking and talented as the next.

But this good looking and talented person was directly in front of you after months of not seeing his face. .

And you were having a difficult time coping.

“What do you mean?” Brian asked, his words helping you resurface from your thoughts.

“I’ve seen you on broadcasts before,” you said slowly, looking up to him again. Goodness, those cheekbones were so sharp they could cut through steel. Wait, no, you had to focus. “You’re very persistent about the use of your stage name.”

“What’s the point in a stage name if no one uses it?” he grinned. “But I see you’re interested in your label mate’s activities? I’ll have to return the favor-”

“If I ever start any activities,” you grumbled. “If I ever debut. Chances seem to be slim around this place.”

“I can see why they put you on guitar cleaning duty,” Brian croaked. “You do have a bad attitude.”

“Oh come on,” you groaned. You pushed the guitar you were cleaning away and winced as it made a hollow noise against the floor. You looked around, careful not to stick yourself with any of the strings you had unstrung, and crossed your arms. “You should know how it is better than anyone.”

You bit your lip, uncertain if you should be speaking to your sunbae in this way. You had joked around before with Brian, but this was a completely different emotion coating your conversation. You were entirely too frustrated for the evening and lacked enough sleep to speak respectively. You were hoping he would give you the benefit of the doubt and not leave, but he probably assumed by now that you were just an unappreciative brat.

Instead of excusing himself as you had expected, he took a deep breath and slid from the piano stool, plopping on the ground before you. You watched him closely as he took the guitar carefully into his hands and picked up one of the cotton balls you had discarded. Dipping it gently into the small bowl of water near your knee, he methodically wrung it out before placing it on the fretboard again. He begun to work on the bit of dirt you had abandoned and spoke quietly. “You know, this was my favorite guitar when I was a trainee.”

“Really?” you asked, lifting your brows. “I assumed you had your own instruments...since you were a band and all.”

“We never knew how it would turn out,” Brian sighed. “The whole Day6 thing. I could have debuted with a boy group for all we know. It’s not like I dance like Sungjin. I had half of a chance. I like to imagine that there’s an alternate universe Young K that debuted in a boy group and has sweet dance moves.”

You smiled as he did, the air around you becoming much less tense than it had been only a few moments before. Brian looked up from his work, smiling slowly as his eyes searched your face. “Want to know a secret?”

“Of course,” you hummed, pulling your knees up to sit beneath your chin.

“I think I’ve had to clean these instruments at least a dozen times for having a bad attitude,” he laughed.

You grinned, incapable of maintaining your rotten mood as he spoke. His presence was so calming and made you feel much better to know that he really could relate. He looked back down to the guitar, the meaning behind his motions touching your heart. His cleaning was such a kind gesture, you knew he had taken over so you could calm yourself.

“Brian?” you asked quietly, tilting your head as you admired him.

“Hm?” he hummed, not even looking up.

“Why did you stop by?” you sighed. “I’m sure you’re busy. And it’s late.”

“Contrary to popular belief,” he sighed. “I don’t avoid the JYP building when I have downtime. I like to utilize the practice room still, even now that I have my own instruments.” He looked up and winked before passing the guitar back to you, keeping his hands supporting the neck until your fingers had grazed his. “There you go, I think I got that spot for you.”

“Thank you,” you nodded quietly. “So really, I should restring this and get out of your way?”

“Now did I say that?” he gasped. “You really are feeling down. What happened in practice to make you feel like this?”

“It’s not one thing exactly...” you sighed. “And I’m sure you have much better things to do than listen to a trainee gripe about their problems. You’re probably tired, why don’t you go get some rest?”

“Y/N,” Brian grinned. “I’m always tired, but never of you. Now spill.”

Your heart soared from his declaration, but you were still self conscious as you began to speak. You didn’t want to sound whiny, but you were exhausted. “It’s just a lot sometimes,” you finally whispered, your head dropping so you would’t have to look at him. “And it’s hard to be positive all the time...

But then that effects the group...and that effects practice for everyone. Sometimes I just wonder if it’s worth it. If the dieting and the constant aches and homesickness...is worth it.”

“I still wonder that and I’ve debuted,” Brian laughed. Your eyes grew wide at his statement, but he instantly began to backpedal, placing his hand lightly on your knee. You tried not to shiver beneath his touch and quietly chanted the contracted dating ban to yourself. “But as soon as I step foot on stage, and I’m singing to MyDay, I’m instantly reminded why it’s worth it. You just have to get there, Y/N.”

“But when,” you sighed.

“You think I have those answers?” he smiled. “I’m good, but I’m not that good.”

He pulled his hand from your leg and sighed. “Look Y/N. I know I’m not around very often and you don’t have endless amounts of time to waste, but I’m here. You have my number and you shouldn’t be afraid to use it. Let me be the voice of reason for you. Or at least the voice of experience, I don’t know how reasonable I am to be honest, so that might have been a bad directive BUT either way, I’m here. Use me.”

You lifted your brows and tried to keep your face composed by his comment. “Use me.” It was enough to make your heart do a somersault and he instantly recognized it.

“You can’t date until two years after your debut, so get it out of your head,” he chuckled, sticking his tongue out.

“I wasn’t-I didn’t,” you stuttered, shaking your head quickly.

“Hey, you think it’s easy being surrounded some of the most beautiful people on earth?” he smiled. “I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t thought about it.”

“Hadn’t...hand’t thought about...?” you trailed, eying him casually.

“How beautiful and talented you are,” he hummed easily. It was amazing what little shame this man had. “I would have to be completely oblivious not to realize. I’ve gone this long without dating anyone though, so two years is pretty cake. I’ll worry about you then.”

He shot you another wink as he began to stand, the conversation having been completely thrown off the rails by this sudden development. Every ounce of your frustration had been forgotten as you stared at his retreating body.

He paused in the doorway, leaning against the frame, and eying you with a lazy smile. “Really though. Please, if you ever feel stressed...as you can tell, I do well with deflating situations.”

You swallowed quickly, trying to regain situation normal. “I did hear that you were the moderator for arguments when you were a trainee.”

“That was mostly for Mark and it was because no one else spoke English,” Brian grinned. “And don’t argue and say Jae or Jackson, because they would both conveniently forget when tensions were high.”

You nodded, looking down at the guitar in your hands. It was Brian’s favorite. You would have to start taking much better care of it then.

“So, you want to go get food or something?” he asked, remaining stationed at the door. “It always makes me feel better after a bad practice.”

“I don’t think I can leave a punishment,” you hummed, reason trumping your immense want to join him.

“I’ll cover for you,” he smiled. “If anyone asks, I’ll take all the blame.”

“And then we’ll both get punished,” you laughed. “An already debuted idol scrubbing a drum head as if he were a trainee.”

“One does not scrub a drum head,” Brian clucked. “Maybe I should get punished so I can show you a thing or two about cleaning.”

“Well, you have done it much more than I have,” you hummed, this time taking a turn at sending him a wink.

“So are you coming or not?” he asked again, a mischievous grin on his face. “Trade in your cotton balls for some bulgogi.”

“As enticing as it sounds...” you trailed, glancing carefully around the room. “A punishment is a punishment.”

“Fine, build character or whatever this is supposed to do,” he sighed. “I’ll bring you back some to go. Deal?”

“Deal,” you grinned. Brian nodded, turning on his heal to begin down the hall. “Hey Brian?”

For a moment you thought he hadn’t heard you, his figure disappearing from your sight. You bit your lip, waiting to hear his continued footsteps down the hall, but instead, his head appeared in the doorway again.

“Change your mind?” he smirked.

“No,” you laughed. “But...thank you. You know, for dealing with my special brand of terrible. And offering to help.”

“It’s a tough job, but someone has to do it,” he smiled warmly. His eyes twinkled as he spoke, quietly drawing you in, and tempting you to abandon your task. “I’ll be back.”

He disappeared again, leaving you alone amongst the instrument graveyard.

Maybe life would be a little bit easier with Brian Kang to bother.

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