» PAIRING: tbz choi chanhee (new) x fem!reader
» TROPE/AU: established relationship au!, non-idol au!
» GENRE: smut 18+ (mdni!!) 🔞 fluffy sex, chanhee is a really caring and attentive boyfriend
» WORD COUNT: 2263
» ESTIMATED READING TIME: ~9 mins
» WARNINGS (lmk if i missed anything!): soft dom!chanhee, sub!reader, pet names (baby girl), marking (reader receiving), fingering, clit stimulation, piv sex, creampie, sex on table, praising (chanhee to reader), slight dirty talking (chanhee to reader), not proofread
navi/masterlist!! 🤍
happy birthday @sanaxo-o!! a bit (a LOT! 😭) rushed but i hope you find a way to enjoy this 😘
"Chanhee!"
It's a usual occurrence for your boyfriend to sneak up behind you and give you a big, warm hug. His chuckle that can be heard after your exclamation, and the way he wraps both his arms around your shoulder always undoubtedly made you feel like the happiest girl in the whole wide world.
"Come to bed." He whispers next to your left ear with a whine after, "I don't want to sleep without you."
"I will." You directed your attention back to the neatly stacked pile of books. You are so ready to push all these smelly, slightly brown, definitely creased-up pages in preparation for your final economics exam tomorrow, "I just finished."
Before you can even push the book even further away from your body, another arm pushes it away first. "Good." No more words were said after because he flips you around and steals a kiss from your lips. Chanhee catches you by your right upper arm when you stumble slightly at his actions, smiling fondly at your flustered state. "I got you, don't worry."
You chuckle, breaking the kiss for a bit, "You've always got me since day one."
Another chuckle is heard from his lips before he leans down to you once again, closing the gap between his hungry lips and your still innocent one immediately. It continues passionately and you can tell that he intends to keep it that way for a lot longer. The way his slender hands cup your cheeks delicately unlike how his tongue swipes your bottom lip leaves you gasping incoherent words straight down his throat. You couldn’t hold your eyes open any longer, already too lost in the way that Chanhee was physically pouring out all his love to you.
His left hand slithers behind your lower back, crashing your bodies onto each other and you can no longer control how your knees shake, the same way your lips tremble whenever he pulls away to give you some more oxygen to inhale. You would have hit the floor if it wasn’t for the way his other palm traces along, the tips of his fingers just barely touching the bare skin of the side of your left thigh before putting a bit of force, landing and gripping on the dip of your waist.
“Here?” You whisper between breaths. Between the session, your hands already had a mind of their own, scrunching up the oversized pink sweater that doesn’t even belong to you up to your waist, your underwear already in full view for the dominating eyes who peer down at you with lust.
He pulls away for longer this time, actually putting a bit of a distance between you both. If your cheeks weren’t red enough before, it’s now definitely flaring under his intense gaze, especially with the wet string that still comfortably hung in the air on your bottom lips.
It held your everything, the same way that he has your everything.
“If you’re up for it.”
The way you quickly nod to his invitation is what sends Chanhee’s once soft grip on your arm down straight to your clothed core. He watches thoughtfully at the way you crane your neck backwards, cursing into the warm air. Taking this open opportunity, he moves his fingers painfully slow, particularly finding the wet and darker spot on your pink panties. It sends you squirming and over the edge almost too quickly, your back arching off the counter and he keeps his hand still and lets you moan freely when you push against the tips of his fingers.
“Oh God…”
“Raise your head, bubs. I want to kiss you.”
But you physically can’t. Not with the way he whispers it so seductively and not with the way his index and thumb hook around the crotch of the fabric that keeps on getting damper as time passes by. Chanhee didn’t need to know anymore, knowing well that your body couldn’t hold on for any longer, desperate for a release to take place—for him though, he has other things that he wants to do to you before that.
First, the marks around your clean neck need to be fixed. When he did lean forward so did the way his two fingers underneath you pull the fabric down and release it, slapping your sensitive clit as a result. You couldn’t even scold him for it because your neck suddenly felt cold with the way he ran his tongue on your collarbones and the added little touches and nudges from his nose on the crook of your neck is the reason why you started to tear up.
“Stay still for a bit.”
Knowing very well that you couldn’t though, Chanhee takes it upon himself to place a hand behind your nape, straightening your posture. Oh, how he wished you picked a better outfit for this as well because the neckline of his top is too tight for him to easily expose more skin around your neck. However, when Chanhee wants to place kisses on your neck, he must, he will and he has always succeeded. Just like now as he uses his chin to anchor the fabric down to trap you between two forces: his harsh sucks from his pretty lips and the harsher grip that he has behind your neck.
“C-Chanhee, move your fingers please.”
Finally, the begging begins and you could curse him out for the momentary smirk against your skin before he lunges in once more to the other collarbone, this time using his teeth to mark his love bites on your still clean skin. Down where your aching, lonely pussy was in his hands that still ghost the opening of your body. There is a lot of self-control happening here for both of you, especially for Chanhee because he has never left you this deprived of his touch before for such a long time during sex.
The thoughts make your head spiral and the tears finally roll down your flushed cheeks. When you open your eyes for a second, you see the moment of hesitation and the way his lips parted in surprise.
“No, no.” You quickly rebut. Your hands fly up to wrap around his neck, pushing him back down to your neck, “I’m fine, please keep going.”
“How far are you willing to take this, baby girl?” There goes the pet name that is reserved for you only within private settings. This makes you excited and Chanhee feels this with the way you let out a gush of lubrication on his fingers. He pushed back against the strength of your arms, staring straight at your half-hooded eyes. Stealing another kiss and licking the drool off your lips, you know your moans aren’t enough for him to continue, “Tell me or else I’ll stop right now.”
“Chanhee…” In all the previous sex sessions together, he always treated you gently. The way his hands would knead the sides of your waist against the mattress, kissing down your stomach to the insides of your thighs, all so perfect for him and you. But you can tell through the flash that runs across his eyes that he has wanted to be more rough on you, use more force and what happened just then, you know is the first step towards his hidden desires. You shyly smile at your boyfriend, cupping his cheek and reassuring him. “Do whatever you want to do. I trust you.”
“Will you trust me even if I break you?”
“You can break my body if you want to,” Your side of your index finger traces down his jawline before turning its finger pad on his chin to act as a hook, bringing his face closer to you. You realise now that he is panting…pretty hard, “but that will never break my trust for you.”
That’s all it takes for him to let go of his worries.
Unfortunately for your aching core, he snaps the fabric once more and you gasp sharply at the feeling. You should’ve maybe known that the gasps would increasingly get louder in the next few seconds. Chanhee lifts you by your ass, plopping your body down to the shorter side of your rectangular study desk and he makes himself comfortable between your legs that he had to forcefully separate.
His fingers continue to rub against your folds, hushing whilst telling you to let go all over him. With your eyes rolled back and your neck falling backwards, Chanhee praises you for the first mess of the night.
The increasing darkness in his eyes should have been enough indication for you because, without another warning, your exposed stomach and bra are now visible to his eyes. Further, he couldn’t wait any longer to see you fully, hooking one of his fingers to the centre gore of your bra, seeing the slight bounce of your breasts as they breathed free in the chilling air.
Chanhee licks his lips, scanning your topless figure, grunting at the sight of everything that he has ever wanted in his life. He didn’t waste another moment and you didn’t even bother to bat an eye when you saw your laptop being pushed away from the corner of your eye, almost at the edge of the table by how desperate the two of you are for each other. A little push was given to your shoulder and you lay your heated back on the small desk. The sudden change in temperature makes you want to curl up to conserve your body heat, including your knees that have started to rise but failed to when they get pushed back down.
"Shit." There was that little nudge behind the thin fabric of his pants that made your entire body shake. “God, you’re so…ugh…”
“Don’t know if you should be muttering his name when I’m right here.” Determination courses through his body when the visible tip of the tent from his pants makes contact with your aching core. You whimper and twist your body to the side, unable to handle the newfound pleasure that he’s giving you.
Chanhee keeps a grip on your shuddering body by your arms, communicating for you to keep still under him from his eyes. You get the message, clashing your lips with his to devour every bit of him. He keeps your mouth busy as he rolls your panties down just enough for you to kick it off somewhere in the room and takes care of his pairs afterwards.
A hand supports his long shaft, Chanhee purposely nudges the tip of the head onto your swollen clit, pushing and pulling to hear the moans release from you whenever he does so. You're still very sensitive with your senses heightened and he's using that to his very advantage.
There's a smirk painted on his lips but the hand that cups your face says that he’s still willing to stop if you give him any indication. But fuck that because there's no way you would tell him to stop. Not when he lays his forehead to yours and starts pushing himself into your dripping hole.
“Good girl,” Chanhee kisses the sweat dripping down the side of your face. “I’m going to keep going.” And he starts to push in deeper through different angles, moving through your velvet walls at the pace that you like.
It’s times like these when you remember once more that Chanhee is the only one for you: his hand that holds the curves of your waist, the other reaching the base of your neck but never hurting you, gripping your flesh with the right possessiveness, his moans that rile you up even further, the way he controls the rolling of his hips with yours so that he can touch the spot that makes you delirious, how he tries his best to keep his eyes open not only because he wants to see you under him but also to make sure you’re alright despite wanting to deprive the sensory information so that he can focus on the feeling where your bodies meet—he’s so perfect for you.
“C-Chanhee…” Your nails lightly scratch the surface of his arms, feeling the familiar wave of pleasure growing closer and closer to you. “I’m so close!...”
“Me too.” He groans and feverishly kisses your lips. “I want you to focus on the sensations from your lower body parts.” He buries his lips in the crook of your neck, biting and pulling your skin with his teeth. “Can you be a good girl and do that for me?” His pelvis continues to do his work on your body, his hold on your hips keeping you from moving too far away from his thrusting. His thumbs swipe your skin, a silent plea for you to release first. “Come on, baby girl.” He grits his teeth, his neck veins visible, “Let go all over me.”
Within a few seconds, you come undone under his hold and Chanhee releases his love for you deep inside your body. His arms give out immediately, burying his face into your chest, gulping and relishing how your liquids mixed, taking in the drip that escapes and runs down from your hole. Chanhee still lets out praises, kissing every part of you that he can, smiling at your pants and ‘thank you’s.
“You’re so perfect.” Whispering to the shell of your ear, patting your head and soothing you from the passionate session. “You did so well.”
“I love you.” It comes out a bit croaked but the genuine emotions from it didn’t get lost.
“I love you too.”
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okay since you're back, may i please request something around 4am with changmin (or sunwoo?) and make it angst or comfort or whatever just because why not thank you my love i'm so happy you're here you don't imagine how much
[4:01AM]
Not often did you wake up in the middle of the night, yet something felt different. Maybe it was because there was a sudden lump that had developed within your pillow or the temperature in the room had changed, but your dream had slowly faded into darkness. As you adjusted to your senses and reality itself, your eyes fluttered open and caught a glimpse of Changmin in the dark.
Your eyes traced the silhouette illuminated by the moon, noticing his eyes wide and fixated on the ceiling. Unsure of both the time and if Changmin had noticed you, you scooted over to where he was and wrapped your arms around one of his, hugging it close to your chest.
“Why are you up?” you mumbled while tucking your nose behind his shoulder, wanting to remain as close as possible.
Changmin turned his head to face you, slightly startled that you had woken up, but his parted lips of shock curled up into a warm smile—it was almost impossible to not be in love whenever he saw you. He pressed a kiss to the top of your head before shifting in his spot, adjusting so he could bring you into his arms.
“Why are you awake, hm?” He pulled you in close and against his chest, allowing you to snuggle up against him within his embrace.
“I asked you first,” you retaliated. You gave him an exaggerated pout before having it interrupted with a yawn. He shook his head and laughed at you softly, his arms squeezing you. He then had one of his hands gently pat you on the head, providing a weak attempt to get you back to sleep.
“Just woke up randomly, and I couldn’t go back asleep,” he whispered.
“You better not be bullshitting.” He giggled at your grumble, causing you to shuffle your feet under the comforters and kick his legs when you found them. Changmin then burst out in laughter at your terrible attempt and refuted the action by locking his legs around yours, trapping you completely in his hold.
Instead of fighting back, your tired state melted against him, but you still glared at him as a threat.
“I’m not bullshitting, I promise.” Your skepticism made him coo and kiss your nose, watching as your bunched-up facial features began to relax.
“We sleep together?” Noticing your slight worry, he nodded and pressed a soft kiss against your lips to reassure you.
“We sleep together.”
It had taken less than a few minutes for you to knock out, but Changmin was still completely awake. He would play with your hair, tucking strands behind your ear, before his thoughts drifted off once more. He kissed your cheek with a whispered ‘I love you’ before untangling himself from you to glance at the ceiling once more.
His eyes then trailed over to the nightstand by their bed, and without much thought, he silently pulled out the drawer to take out a small velvet box. He flipped it open to reveal the ring he had bought you and raised it to where the moon was shining, wanting to look at it one last time before officially getting down on one knee for you.
His heart thudded against his chest and fluttered the moment he thought about you wearing it on your ring finger. He smiled and put it away so he could go back to holding you, finally relaxed enough to fall back asleep.
You were his forever, and he couldn’t wait for tomorrow.
author's note // first timestamp for changmin! (the other one was unhinged and we pretend it doesn't exist 😭). matty my biggest supporter ilysmsmsmsmsmsmsm thank you for sending this in i hope you enjoy ALSO this may or may not be canon kidult changmin 🫣
genre. fluff.
warnings. kissing.
pairing. husband!chanhee x wife!reader.
wc. 1.1k.
request. no.
a/n. chanhee husband agenda idk what else to say...
Chanhee’s breath was taken away every time he walked into your art studio. Falling in love with you and your paintings had been one of the dreamiest experiences of his life. But now, being able to walk into your little art studio a couple blocks away from your house, visiting you as you worked as your husband? That reality was infinitely more dreamy to him.
He would truly never get tired of any of it. The smell of fresh paint and clean fabric as he walked through the door, the soft classical music that you liked to listen to while creating your paintings— it was all so beautiful to him. Your whole process was unique, and each painting turned out so beautifully different from the last.
You specialized in portraits; another of the many reasons that Chanhee had fallen for you. You had a passion for capturing a person’s emotion and soul in a painting. The way you painted them held such vulnerability, like you were telling a whole story through each stroke of paint to the canvas.
Of course, as you started dating Chanhee, and fell more in love with the man than you thought possible for a person, your paintings slowly found themselves a new muse. He held the title more proudly than anything else. He was a muse for an artist. He was your muse. And, oh, how you loved to paint him.
Chanhee could name about 30 or more paintings that you had done of him over the years. You could name at least 50 more. You only showed him ones when he begged you to. And he always wanted to see when he was aware you had painted him again— which is why you stopped telling him.
You didn’t mind showing him the ones you were proud of, but you never felt like your art was really good enough. Chanhee strongly disagreed, though. He always praised your paintings as if you were the next Leonardo Da Vinci (which, in his mind, you were). You had a secret stash of scrapped or unfinished paintings of your husband which only you were aware of. It was like a small treasure trove— and you had full intention to fix and finish each one of the paintings over the course of time.
You were working on one of those unfinished paintings when Chanhee walked in. He always knocked softly on the wall to alert you of his presence since there was no door to your painting room. You easily got zoned into your paintings and were easily startled by loud noises or suddenly appearing husbands who wanted back hugs. (Not that Chanhee knew from experience, or anything.)
You hummed softly when you heard his knock, a small sign to Chanhee that you were aware of his presence and that he could come in. You were focused on applying a burnt orange colour to the background of the painting, and your husband watched you with a smitten smile on his face. When you finished applying the orange and put down your paintbrush, turning around to him, his smile widened.
“What are you painting today?” He asked curiously, seeing the beautiful mess of colours on the large canvas. It wasn’t immediately noticeable to the naked eye that his face would soon be on that canvas as well. Your art style was always a mix of mediums and colours. You never liked to do just simple portraits— there always had to be something special about it.
“Take a guess?” You walked towards him, easing your arm around his waist and leaning into his side. He reciprocated the hug, resting his chin on the top of your head.
He hummed, “Perhaps a certain Choi Chanhee?”
You scoffed, “No way. I’ve painted him too many times already. His face is getting boring.” You said, glancing up at your husband with a teasing glimmer in your smile. Chanhee rolled his eyes and squeezed your waist gently, showing his unamusement with your little joke. He took your face in his hands, leaning down a little, staring straight at you with his shiny eyes.
You were expecting a kiss, but instead Chanhee just looked at you seriously for a few seconds before cracking a small smile, “You could never get bored of my face.” He whispered.
He was right. He knew he was right, and a surge of confidence ran through him as soon as he saw colour creep up to your cheeks at his whispered remark. You really shouldn’t have allowed him to have free access to your studio at any time. Not only was it distracting to have the prettiest man on Earth looking at you so fondly as you worked, but you also froze up under his gaze, often resulting in works you were less proud of.
“My paint is getting dry.” You mumbled, trying to pull his hands from your blushing cheeks. He was stubborn in keeping his face close to yours, though.
“I’m not leaving without kissing my wife.” He said simply.
You gave in— really it was almost impossible to resist Chanhee for as long as you had. You leaned up and pressed your lips to his, sighing in content as he deepened the kiss, hands sliding to hold your jaw softly. Your hands were on his shoulders, grounding you so you couldn’t get lost in the feeling of his lips.
The first time you pulled out of the kiss, Chanhee’s lips found yours again quicker than you could get a word in, causing both of you to giggle. The second time, you were sure you would be able to escape— but Chanhee’s hands had slid down to your waist, and held you securely so that you couldn’t end the kiss before he was ready.
Once you finally pulled away for the third time, you were both slightly out of breath. Chanhee seemed satisfied and let go of you, though you didn’t walk away from him immediately. You caught your breath first, still resting your hands on your husband’s shoulders, laughing at each sharp exhale of his breath and how the kiss had left you with a swarm of butterflies in your stomach.
“I’ve got to get back to painting, love. Pick me up for dinner, okay?” You grinned at him. He hummed and nodded, waving goodbye to you before he could further distract you.
As he left, you noticed the slight smudge of your lipstick to the side of his lips. You smiled to yourself, picking up your paintbrush again, deciding that a kiss mark was just what this painting needed.
Summary: The conversion between you two always ends being about love and your past relationships [Y/N POV - 2nd Person POV]
Word count: Almost 450 words
A/N: I hope it's good. This is my first story (in a while).
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It was supposed to be a fun night where you and Changmin would spend your time drinking and chatting about whatever came into your mind. You really didn't know when the topic changed and was about love but you didn't mind talking about your love life - or maybe the past. You found it funny how Changmin was always so persistent with asking about this kind of staff because he never dated someone in the past - so you gladly answered all of his questions.
"You must be really lucky.", he told you with a smile and took a sip of his beer. "So how does it feel to be in a relationship? To be loved?", he asked as you were putting the bottle of your beer next to you, on the bench. You honestly have never thought about it and you never really expected anyone to ask you something like that which made you now think about it.
"I don't know.", you said and he laughed in response.
"How is that possible after 3 relationships?", he asked looking a bit confused.
"Hmm...The first relationship was about my need to be in a relationship - the experience of being with someone. The second was more likely the excitement of having a handsome guy asking me out and the third...I guess it was because I wanted to be loved by someone after a heartbreak...I don't know. Maybe that's why it was easy for me to walk away from every single guy - I never fell in love.", you explained and he nodded in response as he placed his drink back on the bench.
"So that's why you kept telling me not to rush getting into a relationship?", he asked as you hummed in agreement. "But what if I'm sure about my feelings?"
"Then be careful. What if the other person doesn't like you? Or even worse, never really love you? Don't do it just for the experience.", you advised him while he was taking a sip of his drink. For some reason he really reminded you of your old self but you still haven't figured out why.
"But I'm willing to take the risk!", he told you, looking at your eyes determinedly.
"What?", you asked him confused with a faint smile. "Hey..I thought you were talking about me for a second.", you said after a few seconds.
"No...I didn't mean that.", he said and he looked away.
"After all, I told you. Never entangle your love life with your friendships. Your friends should remain friends and never feel anything more towards them."
✦ SYNOPSIS : Despite being okay with being single, your friend Ningning can’t help but feel sad for you. So, as her job as a matchmaker, she sets you up for a blind date! Not being able to refuse, you got ready for this date … but why is there three men in front your house ?!
⤷ not one, not two, but three guys show up to your doorstep, claiming that they are your blind date.
➷ THE DATES! — model!younghoon , model!hyunjae , model!juyeon x fem!reader
ִ ۫ ₊ MATCH IN MAKING 📄 . . : social media au, non-idol au, blind date au, strangers 2 lovers, fluff, crack.
𝄞 DETAILS — possible random timestamps, use of kys + kms jokes, friends may jokingly bully each other, will add more if there’s anything else!
… INCLUDING . . : ningning from aespa, eric + chanhee from the boyz, sieun from stayc, serim from cravity, yeonjun from tomorrow x together.
☏ NOTE - you may be wondering , um soph don’t you already have oh my posted? well, after putting it onto hold, i wanted to to revamp it a little bit (well, a lot..)! had to do my first tbz smau right!! there will definitely be some changes in this smau!! there still will be the old ver up :) enjoyyyy sjjsjs
and obviously, this smau is dedicated to kayla (whose been asking for it since last year), sia (who was thinking abt stanning tbz bc of this , i am quite honored), sona (obv!!)
STATUS — ONGOING | FEB 26 2024 TO ???
➷ AND THE MATCHING STARTS ⌞ CHAPTERS ⌝
ෆ PROFILES ! the lunatics [y/n] | the famous [bermuda]
DATE 001 — 0 hoes but 100% swag
DATE 002 — THE model trio
DATE 003 — some shady business
DATE 004 — errr is this the set…?
to be added …
note : unpublished chapters may have their names changed!
Princess y/n’s father was keeping something from her for a while, she could tell. What y/n wasn’t expecting when the King finally sat her down to reveal the big secret, is that she now has a boyfriend for the media. Enter kpop idol Choi San, y/n’s alleged boyfriend.
‘Who the hell is Choi San? Because he’s just signed a death sentence.’
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Ateez royalty/idol smau —
Pairing — Idol! Choi San x Princess! y/n
⋆ ˚。⋆୨୧˚ Start date 17 feb 2024
Genre — smau (featuring some written chapters ! fluff ! crack ! angst ! smut (will be marked with an m for mature)
Note — This is my first piece on here! This is completely FICTIONAL, no aspect of this au is true to the idols featuring. Hair colours and timestamps are inaccurate unless stated. There will be mentions of alcohol, mental health and sexual topics. All interactions are so appreciated as I just started this account! Feel free to send me asks too <;3
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CHARACTER PROFILES — 2 parents, 6 gremlins princess chanhee and his bitches
☆ note: good lord this chapter is long i do NAWT want to hear any complaints abt me not updating ‼ ignore timestamps as always
☆ SYNOPSIS: sung hanbin is everyone's dream guy: perfect grades, perfect looks, perfect personality, he has it all. he's even class AND student council president! everyone loves him, and you, as his vice-president, are no exception to that. having been in love with him since you were 12, you try to tone down your feelings "for the sake of professionalism" and claim it's simple admiration for someone who objectively has no flaws. but there is one small detail you missed, in all these years admiring him: he has an even bigger crush on you.
Summary: The infamous Hak's Garage, owned by well-respected technical expert Ju Haknyeon and financed by the retired underground drag racer Lee Sangyeon. Hak's Garage is an inconspicuous daytime automotive garage that offers your average vehicle tuning and modification. It's during the nighttime when the place starts to let loose and becomes the go-to spot for anyone and everyone who has an inkling of fascination for cars.
Tags: Underground street racer!AU for The Boyz
Last Updated: February 14, 2024
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Get to know the individuals behind the garage!
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Circuit Breakers
Lee Sangyeon - [상연]
Teaser - The Ultracheese (Coming Soon)
Jacob Bae - [제이콥]
Teaser - Coming Soon
Kim Younghoon - [영훈]
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Lee Hyunjae - [현재]
Teaser - Pacifier (Coming Soon)
Lee Juyeon - [주연]
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Kevin Moon - [케빈]
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Ji Changmin - [큐]
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Teaser - Driving, My Love! (Coming Soon)
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A compilation of timestamps not necessarily meant to be precursors to the main storyline
fluff (💖) // funny (🤡) // drama (💋) // angst (🌧️) // horror (🥀) // smut (🍷) // suggestive (❣️) // tw (‼️) // short story (☕️) // requested (💌)
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All/Series;
Make Your Own King Dating Door
which door will you open?
Bird Symbolism
each bird has a different meaning.
Brain Dead ~ Juyeon // apocalypse au // 💖🤡💋🌧️🥀❣️‼️
Sangyeon;
Make Your Own Glory // childhood friends au // 2.3k // 💖🤡
description can be found in Make Your Own King Dating Door
Eagle // hero au // 0.5k // 💋☕️
description can be found in Bird Symbolism
Jacob;
Dove // high school sweethearts au // 0.7k // 💖💋☕️
description can be found in Bird Symbolism
Younghoon;
Book Tasting // coworker au, strangers to lovers, // 2.5k // 💖
with your small drawings on younghoon’s coffee tickets and him bringing you nightly quotes from your favorite books, you weren’t surprised by how close the two of you had fell in love.
Hyunjae;
Caught by the Current // mermaid au // 1.8k // 💖💋‼️
hyunjae is lost at sea until you save his life. you didn’t think the boy you had been watching from afar would fall in love with you so quickly.
Juyeon;
Painting with our Hearts // collage au, strangers to lovers au // 4.7k // 💖💋🌧️
you didn’t think your best friends boyfriend would ever be the one boy you actually open up to.. much less kiss.
Secretly in the Deep End // lifeguard au, forbidden love au // 2.4k // 💖🌧️❣️
there’s no rivalry between you and juyeon when it comes to winning the lifeguard of the week award. in fact.. there should be nothing between you two. there should be.
Perfect Night // anniversary au // 1.7k // 💖🍷
juyeon wants to make you remember this one year anniversary forever so instead of the usual candle-lit dinner, he has a little something different planned.
Kevin;
Locked In with an Alien // alien au, enemies to partners in crime au // 2.5k // 🤡💋
no alien is more infuriating than kevin moon.
New/Chanhee;
none :)
Q/Changmin;
Under My Roof // roommate au, fake dating au // 0.7k // 💋❣️
you would do anything to find a place to stay after getting kicked out of your apartment, luckily, changmin was your neighbor.
Juhaknyeon;
Merry Good Ending // run away au, best friends to lovers au // 1.3k // 💖🌧️‼️
you and haknyeon just wanted to get away from your abusive families.
Sunwoo;
Heartbreaker // post-breakup au // 2.1k // 🌧️
you found out that sunwoo had cheated on you through an attached image set to you by someone anonymous. but why did he still act like he had no idea why you were upset at him?
[ 18+ ] . . . . . . . . will the inferno rekindle?
[ OUR INFERNO ] WORD COUNT : THREAD
OUR INFERNO elaborates the complexities within a relationship—the spark, the blaze, the pain. your love with hyunjae is a never ending fire; it's something so strong, so beautiful and powerful, that it suffocates you both into believing that your relationship would last, only for it to go down in flames.
C—URRENT WOR—D . C—OUNT : 22k
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—-—-— i want us to experience this journey together <3
OUR INFERNO —T—AGLIST <- | -> PERM—T—AGLIST
lovely beta readers : @simpforsunwoo @stealanity @drunkdrazed @winterchimez — they own my heart
THERE WILL BE A HAECHAN VERSION AS WELL
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s ᴇ ʀ ɪ ᴇ s — have you ever wondered what happends after happily ever after? well, for the princess of the soccer field, being swept away to live in a castle with prince charming was great at first, but after a while you'd realize that you should never judge someone based on their shoe size.
It was a phrase you heard nonstop. The main perpetrator almost always being Kim Sunwoo. Ever since the two of you were just little kids, at an age where the only worries weighing on your backs being cooties and whether or not their favorite cartoon character would defeat the villain of the show (which was pretty useless, seeing as the episodes always followed a formula that lead to the protagonist winning everything though, kids are quite oblivious).
Every time you hurt yourself, it was always the one solution he came up with, no matter what.
You scraped your knee? Sunwoo would kiss it better. You got a paper cut? Sunwoo’s there to kiss it better. You broke your ankle playing dodgeball and now had to walk around in crutches and a cast around your leg? You know Sunwoo’s gonna kiss it better even when he knows it won’t help at all.
And despite the both of you now being grown adults, Sunwoo was always one for traditions.
“Ow- This coffee’s too hot, I think I burnt my lips.” you mope, a finger coming up to touch your lips as you look down at them.
You turn to Sunwoo who was mindlessly scrolling through his phone before he immediately stood up, alarmed by your sudden complaint as he walked over to you, from the next chair.
“Hey, Sunwoo? Can you kiss it better for me?” you boldly remark, pointing to your lips as you begin to pout exaggeratedly, a smile growing on Sunwoo’s face. He places a finger on your chin, bringing you closer to him before planting his soft lips against your’s for a mere second. Yet that one small kiss made you feel like you were bathing in total and absolute bliss.