#chanwoo details

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jung chanwoo

[ki11ingme]

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[theikonstxt]

Hanbin: Chanwoo, can I bounce some song ideas off you?

Chanwoo: Don’t you usually go to Bobby?

Hanbin: Well, he’s off visiting his parents, so I decided to ask my favorite member.

Chanwoo: Aw, that’s so sweet.

Hanbin: But Jinhwan was busy, so you’re my last chance.

[leehayati]

me, trying to articulate that chanwoo is good at manipulating and deceiving people to achieve his goals: of course chanwoo is evil,,,,, he's a GAMER

[baka-writings]

𝐢𝐊𝐎𝐍 (𝐎𝐓7) 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐒/𝐎 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐲

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: nsfw

A/N: Since the ask doesn't specify whether they've already had s*x or whether their s/o is usually soft, but kinky in bed or whatever I did it neutrally, this is not super detailed, but If anyone's interested a more detailed one could come soon 👀

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

𝐉𝐚𝐲/𝐉𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐰𝐚𝐧

i think his reaction would be really positive

i mean let's be honest

jinan is kinky af himself

he'd most likely give you a dirty smirk and ask you about your kinks which he should use during your next fun thime

however if he found out during your sexy times, he'd still have that dirty smirk

but wouldn't obviously ask you about it

rather that that would just do something kinky and take mental notes based on your reaction

𝐁𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐲

Jiwon would give u one of his cute smiles

for a sec

"oh is that so?"

then he'd smirk

I'd say his reaction would be rather positive

he would not ask you what your favourite kinks are

rather than that would just randomly use some kinks and see your reaction

would tease you after but also pretend like nothing happened

𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠/𝐘𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐲𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠

Yunhyeong would smile wildly at your confession/at finding this out

"i would never have thought that"

i'd say he'd be kinda surprised ifyou've never showed anything that kinky before

he'd be one of those members who'd rather talk about it with you first

he'd ask you what was your favourite kink and why

while you're explaining, his thoughts would be racing but he'd try to stay a gentleman

he'd also give you his opinions on certain kinks

𝐁.𝐈

he'd give you the shy smile

"really?"

would ask you not knowing how to react tbh

"do you want to share?"

he'd actually be kinda intrigued ngl

and interested to find out more

but at the same time a bit embarrassed to ask

but that's only the few moments

later when you have some fun he'd try something and see if you like it

he'd be shy if you actually like it and moan

𝐃𝐊/𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐤

another member who'd rather talk to you about it first

yes first

Donghyuk is a gentleman, we know that

but deep down i feel like talking about this would make him turned on

like while talking to you he'd be imagining doing those kinks to you

and even if he'd try being a gentleman, his hand would lowkey be on your thighs

well you know what happens next

𝐉𝐔-𝐍𝐄/𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐨𝐞

kinky bitch vol. 2

honestly with him i think he'd already know

like of you're dating for a longer time now and you've already had sex, he'd know

because there's nO such thing as a normal not kinky sex with June💀

sooo during your previous .. actions he'd do some kinky stuff

you'd think he didn't notice your reaction

but he did

and he knew all this time

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧/𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐰𝐨𝐨

okay I don't see Chanwoo being kinky that much

he'd have a few kinks but that's it

so i don't think he'd care that much if you were kinky or not

but i think he'd talk to you about it since he's good at talking lmao

anyway he'd lowkey ask you about it suggest that you try some kinks he might like or something, or just ask you what's your favourite and might try next time

so in overal i don't think he'd have any

bUt would NEVER let his members know lmao

[bratkook]

damn the charcuterie board. (m) pjm. myg.

pairing: min yoongi x reader x park jimin genre: light crack, smut, pwp, warnings: threesome (obvs), oral sex, face riding, unprotected sex, sloppy seconds, stupid jokes about raw meat lmfao word count: 6.7k of pure filth author’s note: hihiii this is loosely based on a request i got a while back that i finally got around to doing. i hope you guys enjoy it, feel free to shoot me a message and lmk what you think!

“This feels wrong.” Jimin exclaims, finger pointing at the wooden slab that Yoongi just laid out on the coffee table in front of you two. Yoongi looks down right offended, a scowl gracing his face as he glares at Jimin.

“What the fuck, why?” He grumbles, plucking up a slice of cheese and stuffing it into his mouth, rounding the corner and plopping down next to you on the couch.

You stare at Jimin in amusement, your feet resting on the coffee table, your hands gently patting your knees, “Yeah why?”

Jimin scoffs, leaning forward and pushing the slices of salami around with his finger, a disgusted look on his face as he does so. “This is raw meat Yoongi, raw meat and cheese.”

“With dried fruits!” You interject.

“Yes, with dried fruits.” Jimin hums, reluctantly grabbing a cracker and chewing it slowly, almost cautiously.

“And nuts!” You continue with a laugh.

Jimin sighs, “Yes, thank you Y/N and nuts.”

“You’re so uncultured.” Yoongi grumbles out, reaching forward to grab the piece of peppered salami that Jimin had been assaulting prior, “Its cured meat, not raw.”

Jimin scoffs now, “Same difference.”

You chuckle under your breath, reaching forward to grab the unopened wine bottle sitting by the charcuterie board, swiping the bottle opener as well before settling back onto the couch.

The bottle sits between your thighs as you twist into the cork, a smile on your face due to how Yoongi and Jimin continue to bicker about whether the meats were raw or not.

A pop sounds off when you uncork the bottle, momentarily silencing Jimin when he mentions not wanting to catch salmonella from the raw meat touching the cheese.

“I’m gonna pretend like you’re not an entire idiot and didn’t just say that. Y/N, pour me a glass.”

Jimin stares at him like he just said the most offensive thing, sagging into the couch with a grumble, crossing his arms under his chest while you pour Yoongi a large glass of Merlot.

“If it means anything I think your charcuterie board is beautiful Yoongi.”

You take a glance at him and see him admiring his work, the marbled slab of wood that held different meats, cheeses, crackers, dried fruit and nuts, along with an assortment of jams and dips to top it off.

“This is why I love you and you only.”

He reaches over and hooks an arm around your shoulder, tugging you into his side, not caring that you flopped over and nearly spilled his glass of wine.

“Her only?” Jimin once again complains, he had been in a rather grumpy mood today, whining about the tiniest things. You had an inkling something at work must have happened that dampened his mood. “How are you gonna say that.”

“We’re like the three musketeers Yoongi you can’t single out Jimin like that.”

Yoongi laughs under his breath, taking a sip of his wine slowly while Jimin continues, “No way, we’re totally a Lizzie McGuire-esque friend group.”

That makes Yoongi choke on the drink, his teeth knocking into the glass as he coughs obnoxiously, your body jostling against his as he pounds on his chest. “What?”

“What?” Jimin parrots, “Y/N’s Lizzie, I’m Gordo–“

“And what, I’m Miranda? The fuck.”

How in the hell did he fall under the Miranda characterization, this was so fucked up.

“Would you rather be Kate Sanders? Or Ethan?”

Yoongi had enough, he nudges you aside to reach over once more, his hands grabbing a handful of grapes and chucking them at Jimin, laughing when the fruit messes up his blonde hair. “Fuck you, I’m Gordo.”

You reach over yourself, grabbing some dried oranges and popping them in your mouth, deciding that Jimin had been attacked enough. “To be fair, I think I’m more of a Miranda, Jimin’s definitely Lizzie and you’re Gordo for sure.”

That seems to satisfy everyone, Jimin beaming at being called Lizzie, grabbing the grapes that had landed on his lap and popping them in his mouth with a grin, “Yeah that sounds more like it.”

Yoongi continues to sip on his wine, letting you go back to snuggling on his side, your legs now outstretched over onto Jimin’s lap.

Little by little you and Yoongi, and after much hesitation even Jimin, finish the majority of the contents of the board and wine. Laying on the couch, warm faced and full you groan out when Yoongi’s fingers dig into your calves, massaging the flesh.

“Hey, wasn’t your date with Chanwoo yesterday?” Jimin asks softly, ears perking up when you let out a soft moan at the tension Yoongi’s releasing in your legs.

Yoongi watches on curiously, your face on Jimin’s lap, content as he rakes his fingers through your hair. You had been gushing about Chanwoo for weeks now, how excited you were to finally go on a date together. Yoongi and Jimin were the two people you went to for everything, they knew absolutely every dirty secret about you and as much as Yoongi loved knowing what made you tick, hearing about your love interests was definitely a downside.

“Yes,” you sigh, your tone differing greatly from the dreamy way you had spoke about him before, tracing a fingertip on the fabric of Jimin’s jean covered thigh, “he made dinner and we watched a movie at my place.”

“So netflix and chill?” Jimin snorts, laughing when you punch your arm out to hit his stomach.

“You know what, so what if it was. I have needs and I needed to get laid.”

Yoongi hums now, his fingers pausing on your skin, “And were your needs met?” Hes asking because he knows, he can tell by your voice that whatever had transpired between you and Chanwoo had not satisfied you.

He was right too, Chanwoo had been a gentleman, coming over to yours right on time and making a plate of carbonara that had been delicious. Halfway through watching Jumanji—that alone should’ve been a sign that you were not going to be getting the dicking you desperately wanted—he had made his move.

A messy make out session on your couch led to him fumbling out of his jeans as quickly as he could, barely giving you time to fall into the motions before he was rutting into you like a horny teenager.

His eagerness would have turned you on if he hadn’t been so insistent in hiding his face in your neck, getting himself to cum in three minutes flat. Not even an entire scene of the movie had passed before a whine met your ears as he finished. He had the audacity to ask you if you had came as well and you were in no hurry to soothe his ego, bluntly telling him it had been underwhelming and asking him to leave.

After he had gone you moved yourself into your room, grabbed your favorite vibrator and searched the internet for a video worthy of getting you off. You had stumbled onto a threesome video, watching a petite girl getting railed from behind as she choked on cock at the same time.

As you sat in your friends house, laid on the couch between the both of them, that video comes to mind again. How would it feel to have both Jimin and Yoongi have their way with you? Just like they knew everything about you, you knew everything about them, having heard every story of their sexual escapades. Unless they were all talk, you knew they were both very good lays.

Your thighs press together as your mind wanders, Yoongi’s question no longer being a focus of interest, instead you pictured yourself on all fours on this same couch, Yoongi thrusting into you from behind while you sucked Jimin off.

The two boys aren’t idiots, they can see the dazed out look on your face that you can’t conceal, the way your thighs are rubbing together on top of Yoongi’s lap, nudging along his crotch in a way that has his own mind wandering.

“Whatcha thinking about in here?” Jimin asks, his finger gently tapping at your temple, dragging you out of your explicit daydream.

You blink back to the present, turning your head over to look at him. The smirk he’s currently sporting makes you think he can read your mind, his eyes piercing into you with his head slightly tilted in faux innocence.

“I just–“ you stop to sigh out, flopping onto your back and readjusting your body on the couch, “Chanwoo sucked so I had to get off on my own and this damn video is seared into my mind.”

Jimin hums, his cock twitching at the visual he gets of you in your room, desperate to get off, sweaty on your sheets as you rut against your hand. Maybe you’d think of him, calling out his name when you brought yourself over the edge.

“I need specifics sweet heart.”

You roll your eyes at the teasing tone in Jimin’s voice, you knew they weren’t going to let this go now, not until they got all the details. “It was a threesome video.”

“Oh?” Yoongi perks up, “Two girls one boy or?”

These perverts.

“Two boys one girl.” You grumble out, feeling your cheeks start to blush for some reason.

“Strange.” Jimin sighs out, his fingers resuming raking through your hair, where as Yoongi’s trail up onto your thighs until they reach the hem of your jean shorts and then they come back down to repeat. “Have you ever been in a threesome, is that like some secret desire of yours?”

Your lips purse as you think it through, you hadn’t been in one and whenever you thought of threesomes the only men who occupied that space were currently on the couch with you. “Never have and I guess you could say that.”

The way Yoongi and Jimin share a look has you furrowing your brows, “Wait, have you two?”

Yoongi’s the first to break, his smile spreading across his face as he laughs in an almost giddy way. “Y/N, we’re two horny boys who happen to be room mates. Of course we’ve been in a threesome together.”

Well that was news to you, maybe your idea of being in one with them wasn’t so far fetched then. 

“You guys never told me.” The tone of your voice has Yoongi laughing out loud, his palm swatting at your thigh, making the pout on your face turn into a scowl.

“We didn’t think you wanted to know that.”

You scoff, “Yoongi considering you told me about the time a girl asked you to pee on her I’m pretty sure we’re past the i didn’t think you wanted to know that stage.”

Jimin laughs at the memory, how Yoongi had walked into his room after she had left, looking almost scarred at the request. He was not a kink shamer by any means but water sports were definitely a hard no.

“She has a point.” He chimes in, his fingers now twisting your strands in a playful manner.

Yoongi hums in agreement, toying with the hem of your shorts, dipping slightly under the fabric until his fingertips felt the edge of your underwear. A smirk curves up his lip when your leg jumps slightly at the sensation.

He stares down at you with an expression that matches Jimin’s, “It was a while back, if you want details I can give you details.”

“Oh I think she wants details Yoongi, she needs material for the next time someone disappoints her.”

“Fuck you.” Your hand reaches for the discarded remote, Jimin having placed it onto the coffee table after deciding to play episodes of Lizzie Mcguire. Before you can grasp it though, Jimin’s grabbing your hand and yanking it back, forcing you to lay back onto the couch once more. He grabs your other hand as well, pressing both of them above your head in a strong grip.

“No baby, you wanted details we’re gonna give them to you right Yoongi?”

The brunette boy nods along, his fingers pressing onto your thighs when you try to wiggle out of his grasp out of annoyance. “That’s right, I’m sure you’d love to know how we made that pretty girl cry. Bet you wish it was you huh?”

Yoongi doesn’t miss how your thighs resume pressing together, your hips lightly bucking into the air at his words.

“I’m curious though,” Jimin starts, his fingers tracing delicate shapes onto your wrists, “which one of us would you fuck first?”

“Neither.” You laugh out, giggling harder when Yoongi slaps your thighs. He calls bullshit, they both do. While you three have technically never slept together, the amount of drunk kissing and fondling shared between you was evidence enough of the sexual tension surrounding you.

“No?” Yoongi wonders, a curious look on his face as he stares at you, “So if I just–“ he reaches for your short buttons, slowly popping them open and moving on to the zipper, pulling it down halfway, “took these off and ate you out you wouldn’t be begging me to fuck you?”

A stubborn shake of your head is all you give him, your teeth nibbling on your bottom lip as you mentally urged him on. When Yoongi invited you over to hang out this is definitely not what you had in mind but once again, you were a woman with needs and you needed to get laid properly.

“Should we find out?”

The first crack in your exterior is shown when you softly nod your head, wiggling your hips to get him to resume unzipping your shorts. Yoongi chuckles when you lift up your hips, helping him in tugging them off completely, your soft pink underwear being put on display.

“Cute.” Yoongi hums, tossing your shorts aside. His fingers trail around the edge of your underwear, gently pressing down on your center where a small wet patch soaked into the fabric.

Jimin holds both your wrists in his left hand, the right one coming to drape across your stomach to hold you in place. You feel totally restrained but ready to let the boys do whatever they pleased to you. It could partially be blamed on the fact that you were incredibly horny but you had fantasied about this for too long now.

“You gonna slide them off or just stare?” Yoongi chuckles at your remark, his jaw ticking out at how bratty you were behaving.

“Oh believe me, I’m not just gonna stare sweet heart.” Yoongi mumbles out as he stands up from the couch, motioning for you to get up as well.

A curious look over takes your face as you watch him, Jimin’s light laugh making you feel like he knows something you don’t. With a bit of hesitation you haul yourself up.

His fingers hook onto your underwear and tug them down, letting you step out of them and leaving them in a pile on the floor. His eyes lock onto your center, a devious grin on his face when he sees how riled up you got yourself while lost in your thoughts.

“Do something then, give me new material to think about the next time someone disappoints me.”

Its Jimin’s hand that shoot forward, delivering a swift slap onto your ass, your body jumping at the slight sting on your flesh. “Watch it, patience gets rewarded. Let Yoongi have a taste.”

“Gotta see if you’ll beg or not.” Yoongi mumbles out, his fingers trailing up your thighs once more, light feather-like touches until he reaches the hem of your shirt, tugging it off as well and humming when he sees you’d forgone wearing a bra.

His eyes look onto Jimin and he nods, he clearly knew what that meant because he stands right up and clears the space on the couch for Yoongi to settle back onto it, this time flat on his back.

For a moment you’re confused but when he motions his hands for you to join him it clicks and your jaw drops open for a second.

Yoongi wanted you to sit on his face.

“Really?” You shyly ask, no one had ever asked you to do that but Yoongi seemed very eager to be in this position, his head nodding immediately.

“Really, unless you don’t wanna.” He shrugs casually with a grin.

“No, no I do.” You whisper out, stepping towards him and straddling his hips. That only makes Yoongi chuckle, his hands settling onto your hips again and tugging you higher up his body.

“You gotta get over here for that sweet heart.” He teases and Jimin laughs along, stepping forward to help Yoongi haul your body up until your thighs were pressed into the sofa, snuggly beside his head, your core right above his face and you’re struck with a brief moment of embarrassment at feeling so exposed by this position.

You can feel his breath on your skin as he inches forward, Yoongi’s fingers dig into your ass to keep you in place. A soft kiss is pressed onto the skin of your inner thighs, his eyes flicking up to look at you and send you a wink before he slowly licks his way up to your center. His ears focus on the hitch of your breath when he reaches your clit, a playful flick of his tongue that lasts a second until hes moving on.

A small sigh leaves you as you relax against Yoongi, your head dropping back as you settle lower onto his face, a hum of content coming from him, pleased that you’re relaxing into the motions. 

The teasing flicks of Yoongi’s tongue have you on edge, not wanting to bite back and beg him to do more so you let him take his time. Let his tongue explore, dipping into your slit, down to your entrance to collect more of your arousal before moving back up to your clit. A teasing pattern that has you moaning quietly, your body hunching forward to rest your hands on the arms of the couch.

His fingers dig into your ass harder as his eyes shut, savoring the way you taste, not quite expecting this to be the events of the night but the way his dick is currently aching in his jeans shows how much he’s enjoying the change of events.

“Fuck.” You shudder as he licks a broad stripe up your slit, your hands gripping the material of the sofa harder as he latches back onto your clit and Jimin reaches forward to touch you, his hands softly rubbing the back of your knuckles to get your attention. 

His plump lips spread into a smile when he sees your mouth drop open into a moan at the rhythmic sucking that has you grinding your hips onto his face, a groan from Yoongi meeting your ears from the action.

“You wanna beg yet baby?” Jimin asks from in front of you, a smirk on his face as he touches your cheek, his thumb rubbing along your lower lip. His eyes widen when you take the digit into your mouth, sucking on it as if it was his cock.

“No.” You breathe out with a smile, softly biting down on his thumb as you stare down at your friend.

“No?” Yoongi asks as he moves away, a frown on his shiny lips as he nods. A giggle leaves your mouth, your hand moving from its spot and reaching to grip his hair, slowly tugging him forward and the face he gives you only makes you giggle harder, “I knew it.” He barely gets out before he has a mouthful of your pussy again, this time eating you out with determination.

You might not have begged them yet but he would take it, the grip in his hair spurring him on. His fingers spread you open as he digs in, his tongue alternating between flicking against your clit or sucking on it.

“Shit Yoongi,” you keen as you resume grinding against him, your other hand grabbing onto Jimin’s that moved from your mouth onto the back of your head, tangling into your hair and bringing you forward to crash your lips against his.

“Better than Chanwoo already huh?” Jimin speaks softly when he pulls back, acting as if he isn’t at all affected by whats going on, as if the way you’re grinding down onto his room mates face isn’t making him want to take his cock out and ask you to sink down onto it.

“So much better.” You moan. Yoongi hears it loud and clear, a smile on his face at the confession. His fingers move down until they circle your entrance, dipping in teasingly to test the waters. A groan of frustration is the only response to his action so he continues, slipping a finger into you and wiggling it around your heat, the warmth and wetness helping the digit sink in with ease so he adds another one, spreading them apart to stretch you open for whats to come.

Jimin licks his way into your mouth, his tongue tangling with yours in a heated kiss. The way you’re moaning into his mouth has him tugging at your strands, wanting to pull you closer as if he wasn’t close enough already. He can hear your breathing shuddering as Yoongi’s ministrations, pulling away to catch your breath.

“He’s getting you nice and ready for us sweet heart.”

Your walls clamp down onto Yoongi’s finger and he laughs, “Oh she liked that Jimin.”

“Hm, did she?” He chuckles, watching your face screw up when Yoongi goes back to thrusting his fingers into you, his lips wrapping around your clit and sucking with more fervor, intent on sending you over the edge, wanting to feel you falling apart on top of him.

“Fuck, nngh-” you keen, dropping down further onto Yoongi and he lets you, your hips grinding down onto him as you seek your release, the pleasure blooming in your stomach as it inches closer, “so close.”

“Thats it sweet heart, let go.” Jimin speaks softly. Yoongi’s uses the hand on your ass to continue to rut your hips against his face when you fall head first into your orgasm, the pleasure spreading through out your body and causing you to still as you nearly bent over. Jimin’s hands clutch onto your shoulders to keep you up when Yoongi doesn’t pull away, humming and slurping against you to milk out your orgasm until you’re twitching on top of him, your hips stuttering on his face, jumping slightly when he delivers a gentle slap onto your ass once he pulls away.

You might have just came but Yoongi is completely satisfied, happy to be buried between your thighs for as long as you needed, his cock pressing against his jeans it was a shock he hadn’t cum in his pants when you did.

“You taste so good.” He groans, continuing to lick at the skin of your inner thighs, collecting the drips of your cum up in a tantalizing manner.

“Let me have a tase.” Jimin begs, his hand trailing down your torso until his reaches your sensitive center, a soft shiver running through your body when he grazes your clit before slipping two fingers inside of you. It lasts for a brief moment, he spreads his fingers out and coats them in your arousal before pulling them back out and bringing them to his lips.

You watch in awe as he pops them into his mouth, his eyes slipping shut at the taste of it, licking them clean as he moans, “I’ll have to get a proper taste next time, but I’m feeling a little neglected sweet heart, can you help me.” He pouts, grasping the hand that was tangled in Yoongi’s hair and bring it to the top of his jeans, trailing them down slowly until your hands cupped his cock over the material.

“You can’t single out Jimin like that Y/N,” Yoongi teases, sliding out from underneath you, “suck his cock and make him feel included baby.”

Jimin smirks down at you when you nod, your hands moving to unbutton Jimin’s pants as Yoongi settles behind you, his own hands roaming your body until they reach your nipples, enjoying the way you gasp as he pinches the pebbled buds.

Jimin watches on patiently when you finally unzip them, tugging them down as best as you can until he takes over with a chuckle. He steps back from the side of the couch to slide out of his shoes and jeans, his black briefs joining in on the pile of clothes on the floor.

His cock springs out when its released from its confines, already leaking precum from watching the earlier events go down. Jimin was a fan of watching, getting pleasure out of seeing others fall apart but he loved partaking on the action more.

Your hands press gentle touches onto his cock as he slides his shirt off, revealing his toned stomach to you, not at all shy about being naked in front of his friend. “You just gonna stare?” He shoots back at you with a smile, dragging you out of your admiration of his cock and you smile back at being called out.

“No,” you breathe as you lean forward, your lips an inch away from the head of his cock, “gonna make you feel good.” You promise, one hand wrapping around the base of him as you ease him into your mouth, the slight tang of his precum hitting your tongue. He lets out a breath at the warmth of your mouth, how your lips wrap around him as you sink further down, your tongue running along the bottom of him.

“Good girl.” He praises, cupping your cheek softly as you start to bob down his length, your cheeks hallowing out as you suck, your eyes fluttering up to look at him and he groans, his top teeth biting down onto his lip at the visual.

You’re bent forward on your hands and knees, holding yourself up with one hand on the arm of the couch while Yoongi kneels behind you, using your moment of distraction with his best friends cock to undress himself as well.

His own cock has been throbbing in his jeans, a feeling of relief washing over him when its finally released, the tip angry and red as he wraps his hands around himself. He watches on curiously as you moan around Jimin’s cock, pumping his length in time to match the motion, a soft groan leaving his lips when he sees Jimin thrust forward into your mouth.

A choked moan escapes you, your throat tightening around his cock for a moment until he pulls back, his shining length leaving your mouth as he smiles down at you, his eyes locking onto Yoongi’s as he settles behind your ass. When you feels his hands on your hips your turn your head around, eyes wide at him being fully naked now as well, “Can you keep sucking his cock while I fuck you sweet heart?”

You’re nodding immediately, turning back around to bring Jimin’s length back into your mouth, sinking down onto him quickly and he groans at the feeling, his head dropping back as he moans. “Fuck, just like that Y/N.” 

You hum against his length, arching your back when you feel Yoongi bring his cock towards your entrance, his bulbous head teasing you, sliding in between your lips to thrust forward, evenly coating himself before nudging his way inside of you. When he breaches your entrance your pause, Jimin’s cock nuzzled in your mouth as you let out a breath, feeling Yoongi stretch you open inch by inch, his palms on your ass rubbing the skin softly until he bottoms out with a sigh.

“You love this huh?” Yoongi asks as he pulls out, waiting for a moment before thrusting in, the force of it making you sink further onto Jimin’s cock, “Love being stuffed like this by your best friends?”

Not being able to respond you rut back onto him, hearing him chuckle as you do so, the hand clutching onto the arm of the sofa digs in harder as he begins rocking his hips into you, the sound of skin smacking together joining in with Jimin’s moans as you continue sucking his cock.

His hands tangle into your hair once more, holding you in place as he starts the shallowly thrust into your mouth, taking note to be gentle to not overwhelm you as Yoongi fucks into you.

“Such a good cock slut, is this living up to your fantasy?” He asks, giving you a wicked smile when you look back at him, “It’s living up to mine.” He admits, his eyes glued to the way your lips spread apart to take him in, covered in your spit as he thrusts into you. Jimin thought of this often, he wasn’t blind to the way you’d stare at them, how you’d get that dazed look on your face whenever the topic of sex would come up between you three, no doubt thinking of the ways they’d defile you.

You gurgle a response around his length and he coos at you, his eyes looking back at Yoongi and smirking at how lost he looks in the pleasure of it all, his cock being enveloped by your heat, the way your walls flutter every time he surges forward. His fingers are digging into your flesh harshly, slight imprints that will most likely remain on your skin for days to come but it urges you on, urges you to continue to please both men but when Yoongi rubs against your g-spot you have to pull back from Jimin, a wet gasp leaving your mouth as your head hangs forward.

“Shit,” You moan out, your hand staying wrapped around Jimin as you weakly pump his length. “feels so good.”

He just laughs at the slur in your voice, the fact that he knows he could do so much more to you yet you were already falling apart, “Yeah?” He implores, his head falling back when you squeeze around him, your walls clamping down around him whenever he thrusts out, almost as if you’re pulling him back in, wanting to keep him nuzzled inside of you.

“You’re not doing a very good job at following directions” He scolds lightly, forcing you back into action as you apologize and wrap your lips around Jimin’s cock again, “Don’t worry, we’ll help you.”

Yoongi nods at Jimin, making the younger one smirk as he nods back, the two of them waiting until you relax once more before they take turns thrusting in to you, practiced motions that make you feel connected. Yoongi thrusts forward as Jimin pulls back, feeling like they were attached together. 

You let your jaw open further to accommodate for the way Jimin was fucking your throat, not caring about the drool that escaped your mouth and pooled onto the couch. Both of your hands held onto the couch now, needing them to hold your body up as they ravished you, using you to seek out their own pleasure and it had a gush of wetness escaping you.

“Fuck,” Yoongi groans at the glide, harsh pants leaving him as he focusing on the way your arousal clings to his cock, dripping off of it and coating your inner thighs to add on to the mess of earlier. He’d already been on edge from having you riding his face earlier, the warm feeling of pleasure knotting up in his stomach at each thrust. The way you’re taking him in, letting them both do what they want to you has his nerves on edge, the hairs on the back of his neck standing up as he feels his release approaching.

Jimin takes note of the way Yoongi’s thrust grow in speed so he eases off, shallowly thrusting into you and pulling out as his friend seeks out his release. Your head rests on Jimin’s stomach, moans of pleasure being able to sound out now that your mouth was free. He feels the wetness of your lips against his skin every time Yoongi thrusts forward, “Oh my god.” You cry out, arching your back further for him and he hums in approval.

“You gonna let me fill you up?” He rasps out, his hand splayed across your back until it reaches your hair, tangling around Jimin’s as they both tug at it, “I’m gonna stuff you nice and full, then Jimin can fuck it all out of you and fill you up too.”

Your walls clench up at the thought of it, wanting nothing more than for Yoongi to fuck him cum into you with Jimin joining in and adding more to the mess of it all. “Fuck, please.” You whine, panting harshly onto Jimin’s skin, “Please.”

Yoongi moans at your pleading, his hands moving onto your hips to force you back onto him. His jaw drops open, the pretty moans you let out drawing his release closer, “F-fuck, sweetheart-” He groans, his thrusts growing sloppier as his climax washes over him, the band inside of him snapping as the buries his cock deeper inside of you, ropes of his cum filling you up to the brim.

“Mm,” you hum out when he continues to rock into you, shallow thrust to push him cum deeper inside of you. His head is dropped forward, his eyes shut as he tries to ground himself after his orgasm.

When he pulls out with a sigh he opens them once more, locking onto the way globs of his cum leak out of your swollen lips, your clit is aching from not being touched but you knew the night wasn’t over with. 

“Such a pretty sight.” Yoongi muses, his fingers gathering the remnants of cum that had leaked out of you, stuffing back inside of you. “You gonna let Jimin get a turn?”

Your thighs come together as you nod, looking up at Jimin, his cock still hard and throbbing as he wraps his hand around himself, “Fuck me Jimin, please.”

He releases his cock to clutch your face and bring you back in for a kiss, he maneuvers around the couch and pushes you back as Yoongi removes himself from behind you and settles onto the far edge of the couch. A squeal leaves you when your back meets the couch, your hair splayed out on Yoongi’s lap as Jimin settles on top of you, his hips slotting between yours, the weight of his cock on your stomach fills you with excitement.

“Gonna fuck you so good.” He mumbles against your lips, smiling when you open your thighs wider for him, one of your heels pressing into the back of the couch while the other rests on the edge of the cushion. His hands guide his cock to your entrance, a sigh leaving the both of you as he slides in with ease, the added wetness of Yoongi’s cum aiding in the glide. “Fuck, you’re so messy.” 

You throw you head back onto Yoongi as he bottoms out, your hands clutching onto his sides at the feeling of being filled up once again, “You guys are gonna ruin me.” You admit with a laugh, a breathy moan joining in once Jimin begins to thrust into you, the squelching sounds of just how wet and messy you were filling up the room.

“Are we?” Yoongi asks, a smile on his face as his hands roam down your body, his fingers gently circling your nipple.

“We’re all you’re gonna think about next time you get fucked huh?” Jimin pants, a beautiful moan leaving his plump lips when he falls into a steady rhythm, “Next time you’re in your room trying to get yourself off, I hope you think of us.”

A high pitched moan leaves you when Yoongi twists your nipple in his grasp, Jimin’s hips rocking into you with new found energy, the curve of his cock rubbing against the sweet spot inside of you. Your heels move from the edge of the couch to wrap around his waist, pushing him further into you, “God Jimin,” you cry, rolling your hips into him to match his thrusts.

The both of you had been edged on enough from earlier, with Yoongi seeking his own release and keeping you on edge and you not being able to continue sucking Jimin’s cock the two of you are teetering close to your release.

Jimin’s thrusts have your body jostling upwards, Yoongi having to release your nipple to grasp your shoulders to keep you in place and it has you shutting your eyes, bursts of light flashing behind your lids every time he pistons into you, “Fuck this is so hot.” Jimin moans when he pulls back enough to look at where you two connect, his cock covered in a sheen of wetness and cum, the couch being utterly ruined underneath your ass but this was worth it.

“You close baby?” Yoongi asks, trailing one hand down your body until it reaches your clit, rubbing tight circles on it and smirking when your back arches at the feeling.

“Yes,” you whine, your fingers digging into Jimin’s sides. When you look up at him, seeing his hair sticking to his forehead, sweaty from exertion, his mouth dropped open as he moans, it has that same bundle of pleasure tightening up inside of you once more. “harder Jimin, please.”

“Since you asked so nicely.” He winks at you, his hands unhooking your legs from around him and pushing your thighs towards your chest. This angle has you feeling like his cock is splitting you open but you love it, love the way he jack hammers into you like its the only thing he wants to do.

With the way he continues to hit your g-spot, coupled with the expert flicks of Yoongi’s fingers on your clit, your orgasm crashes over you in a flash, your nails digging into his skin and making him hiss in slight pain but it numbs up when he sees how you unravel because of him, your head thrown back as moans of his and Yoongi’s name fill the room, how your thighs tense up and tremble in his grasp, your hips rocking into his desperately as you cum.

“Fill me up Jimin, please.” You plead, your mind swimming with pleasure as he continues to fuck you, “Wanna feel you.”

His brows pinch together as he drops his head forward, “Whatever you want baby.” It comes out in a breathy sigh, his thrusting turning into a roll of his hips as he nears his release, his moans raising in pitch until they get cut off with a gasp as he cums, continuing to rut into you as he empties his load inside of you to join Yoongi’s mess. The added warmth of his cum filling you up makes you mewl, soothing rubs on his skin helping him ease down from his high while he stills inside of you.

“Wow.” He sighs as he collapses on top of you, humming when Yoongi’s fingers trail through his hair. You giggle underneath him, sandwiched between your best friends, sweaty and filled with cum, a wonderful turn of events.

When he finally pulls out of you he takes his time to admire your cunt, eyes glimmering at the mess between your legs and it makes you squeeze them shut with a laugh, “Stop staring.”

Yoongi chuckles and pinches your cheeks gently, reaching forward and grabbing a lone cracker that was left on the charcuterie board from earlier.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Jimin groans out when Yoongi begins to eat as if they hadn’t just fucked your brains out. The eldest just shrugs as he picks up a piece of salami and munches on it as well.

“You should be thanking this charcuterie board for the best sex of your life.” He retorts with a smirk, bringing half of the eaten cracker to your own mouth which you accept with a smile, still resting on his thighs.

Jimin pauses at that, staring at the board in thought before he shakes his head, “You know, for someone who complained about raw meat you sure had no problem with that right now.” You tease, opening up your legs once more and cackling at the look he gives you.

“Whatever,” he pouts, swatting at your thighs, “make another one of these damn charcuterie boards next week or something then.”

[lgcmanager]

LGC DRAMA UPDATE

we couldn’t end the first set of events without revealing a little bit of details regarding lgc’s upcoming drama! the title of the drama is called THE TRUTH UNTOLD, which is a mystery drama that is set to last 16 episodes! here is the cast list for the drama:

MAIN ROLE

lee hanbyul ( @lgchanbyul ) as choi jiyoon

seo hankyung ( npc ) as park daeshim

son alec ( @lgcalec ) as hwang junsu

LEAD ROLE

han sehoon ( @lgcsehoon ) as kim chanwoo

yang aeri ( @lgcaeri ) as seo yeoreum

SUPPORTING ROLE

ahn yein ( @lgcyein ) as yang hana

moon joshua ( @lgcxjosh ) as choi kangdae

shin jieun ( @lgcjieun ) as lee yeeun

lim sanghyun ( @lgcsanghyun ) as ahn myungjae

GUEST ROLES

lee nari ( @lgcnari ) as moon boram

yang minsu ( @lgcminsu ) as kim taehui

ko anthony ( @lgcxhanseul ) as baek junwon

moon cameron ( @lgcxcameron ) as song adam

( for the guest roles, the individuals were picked from the halloween secret rewards event. )

and for the curious individuals, yes we will be having a casting call in the near future for the drama’s osts so please look forward to that! other than that, congratulations to everyone who got casted! more details about this drama, the acting mission, and writing requirements will be revealed next week!

[little-a-bar]

It’s 4am and I may need help but it’s okay here are some thoughts (I’m only like halfway through season 2 so don’t like be r u d e)

I CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE HOW DID THIS WANKER BECOME THE HEAD OF HOUSE IM-

???

And I’m so scared because I’m pretty sure I’m only gonna hate them more as I start ending the show 🔪🤡 bUT I DONT WANT TO SEE HIS

F A C E A N Y M O R E

I DONT KNOW DETAILS REALLY BUT I STILL HATE HIM LIKE MMMMAAAHHHHHHHH

Here’s a smol Chanwoo I drew to feel less hate

[key201303]

can i ask for u to write ikon reacting to their gf having thick thighs?

Heyy! It’s my first time writing reactions so I’m so sorry if it’s too shitty :( I hope I can practice this more for getting better skills. Still I hope you enjoy it <3

You were laying on your couch as you watched some k-dramas when your boyfriend entered the living room. "Hey babe! How was your day?" You asked him, pausing the episode so you wouldn't miss a detail. He stopped and stared at you. You looked down to your legs and noticed your pyjamas were lifted up revealing your thighs. "You know? My day was terrible but it is getting better as I get to see your amazing thighs. " He said, winking at you.

Today you were taking care of Bobby's nephew, Raon, while his brother and sister in law went to buy some things for the baby. You both always enjoyed so much spending time with the little one so you were both excited for the day that was about to come. You went to Han River and played with the little one. At this point of the afternoon you were both exhausted from playing around so you decided to lay down on the grass and stare at the beautiful sky. Suddenly Bobby rested his hand on one of your thighs. "I hope you'll be as lucky as I am to have a girlfriend with this amazing thighs." He said to his little nephew as he rubbed your thigh. You couldn't help laughing at his little actions.

You just got out of shower and once you dried and got on your pyjamas you entered your shared bedroom to find your boyfriend Chanwoo playing some games on his PC. As you dried your hair you noticed he was staring at you. "What are you staring at?" You asked, frowning. "Your thighs got thicker. I like that, good job baby." He said staring at your thighs. "Ugh, shut up and go back to your  video games, idiot." You said rolling your eyes. "I love you~" He said, blowing you a kiss.

You were with your boyfriend DK in the dance studio helping him out with the choreography he had to create for teaching in the X Academy. You both were blocked and there wasn't any dance move that convinced you enough to include them in the choreography. "What if you spin and I catch you grabbing you by your thighs like we were dancing tango?" He suggested. "Why would you do that all of a sudden?" You asked, confused. "I just wanted to touch your perfect thighs" He answered, winking at you. You could only roll your eyes and ignore him.

You both were laying down on your couch watching Netflix for your day off. It was the perfect date for both of you since you were too tired to move around the city. You both just wanted to lay down in a comfy blanket and cuddle. Suddenly you started to get hungry so you went to the kitchen to grab some snacks. As you walked out of the living room you could feel Jay's eyes firmly fixed on your figure. When you walked back in he was still staring at you. "You know? God clearly doesn't make every human the same way. He took my cm of height to give them to those perfect thick thighs." He said, making you laugh at his comment.

You were both in his studio. He insisted on taking you there because he wanted to show you something he said you would love. Not to mock him but everytime he said that he hardly ever guessed correctly. You both had completely different personalities that fit perfectly with each other but when you had to gift something to each other it was never an easy task. You waited for him to give you your awaited gift when he suddenly took out his poem notebook. Your heart started to melt until you heard his poem for you. "Roses are red. Violets are blue. We're like your fat thighs. We stick together and that's just enough." He said looking at you proud of his poem like he wrote a masterpiece. "You know that doesn't rhyme right?" You asked staring at him not really knowing if he was complimenting you or mocking you. "Nobody needs to know it doesn't rhyme as long as you got the message of me loving your thick thighs." He said winking at you making you laugh.

It was your 2 anniversary with your boyfriend Song and you were in your bedroom deciding what to wear. You tried on tons of dresses but none of them convinced you because they revealed too much of your thighs. After an hour and a half of waiting, Song went to your shared room to check if you were okay. When he entered your room he saw all your dresses laying on the floor all over the place and you looked with a frustrated look into the mirror. "Are you okay?" He asked in a soft tone. "Do you think this is being okay?" You said pointing at all the mess you created. "What's wrong?" He asked you, back hugging you and looking at you in the mirror. "My thighs look terrible with all these dresses and I have nothing to wear for our anniversary." You said frustrated. "What are you talking about?? My girlfriend's thighs are the best thighs I have ever seen!" He said making you feel better.

[noona-clock]

You’ll Find Me

Genre: College!AU

Pairing: Hanbin x You (Female!Reader)

Warnings: None

Words: 4,133

“Yunhyeong,” you whispered, leaning forward in your seat and tapping him on the shoulder. You were currently in the backseat of his girlfriend’s car, on your way to a cabin up in the mountains.

For winter break this year, you and a bunch of your friends from university decided to hole up in a cabin together for a whole week. There would be skiing and snowboarding and hot cocoa and cozy fireplaces and...

Hanbin.

You’d had a crush on Hanbin, Yunhyeong’s roommate, for almost a year now. And while you were pretty sure he liked you back, neither of you had been brave enough to make the first move.

Until now.

“Hmm?” Yunhyeong hummed, not even looking up from his clipboard.

“You’re assigning the rooms now?” you asked, still whispering. Though you weren’t sure why. It was just you, Yunhyeong, and his girlfriend in the car. And both of them already knew about your crush on Hanbin.

“Yep,” Yunhyeong nodded. 

Yes, you were all adults and were perfectly capable of choosing your own rooms, but... to be honest... when all of you got together to do something, things turned out a lot better when Yunhyeong planned out every detail. If left to your own devices, you were pretty sure everyone would end up sleeping on couches because you would all just say, “Oh, yeah, I don’t care. Doesn’t matter to me.”

Before he could scribble anything else down on his paper, you said, “Could you... assign me and Hanbin to the same room?”

Yunhyeong raised his eyebrows and finally looked up, glancing back at you over his shoulder. “You’re finally going to do something about that crush of yours?”

“Okay, I’m not going to do that,” you answered hastily. “But... I figured... it might be easier to talk about it at night. Like, when we’re both tired and -- And there’s an uneven number of boys and girls, plus you two are sharing a room, so there’s bound to be another room with a boy and a girl, and --”

“And it’s cold so you have to snuggle up under the blanket together to keep warm,” Yunhyeong’s girlfriend chimed in with a sassy smirk.

“Okay, no --”

But you cut yourself off because, yes, that was definitely part of the reason why you wanted to share a room with Hanbin.

You saw a smile spread across Yunhyeong’s lips, and he shot his girlfriend an amused but adoring look before looking back to his clipboard. “All right,” he announced as he scribbled something down. “Roommate assignment... complete!”

“Thank you,” you beamed, reaching over his headrest to ruffle his hair. Unsurprisingly, he immediately leaned forward and wasted no time in fixing what you’d just messed up.

“All right, is everyone here?” Yunhyeong called out after setting down his and his girlfriend’s suitcases in the living room of the cabin.

A few people murmured a ‘yes,’ and Yunhyeong searched around the room just to be sure they weren’t lying.

“Perfect,” he murmured before holding his clipboard up. “I assigned everyone rooms, so listen up. Junhoe and Jinhwan, Bobby, Donghyuk, and Chanwoo, Amy and Emily, Trish and Rachel, and... Hanbin and Y/N.”

You tried not to let it show that you already knew this would happen; you had to bite the inside of your cheek to keep from smiling shamefully. And, to make it easier, you didn’t look over at Hanbin who was already sprawled out on the couch. Making eye contact with him -- or even seeing his reaction to your room assignment -- would most certainly bring a blush to your cheeks.

“I’m going to make dinner in just a few hours,” Yunhyeong continued. “So, everyone get settled, do whatever you want, and we’ll eat around 7.”

“Yes, sir!” Junhoe replied, bringing one hand up to his forehead in a salute.

Yunhyeong pursed his lips and said, “Ha ha, very funny. You know, if I wasn’t on this trip, you would know! You would be able to tell that no one planned anything --”

And this was your cue to leave.

You grabbed your duffel bag and heaved it over your shoulder, secretly patting Yunhyeong’s girlfriend on the shoulder before heading off toward the staircase.

The other four girls followed you, and when you reached the top of the stairs, you stepped to the side to let them get ahead of you. On the website listing for the cabin, you’d seen that two of the bedrooms were equipped with bunkbeds while the rest had king or queen-sized beds.

Obviously, you would prefer to share a bed with Hanbin, even if it might be a little awkward at first. But the two of you were friends, it’s not like you barely knew each other! And the guys most likely would rather have the bunk beds because... guys are weird like that. Female friends have no problem sharing a bed with each other, but male friends sharing a bed with each other? It just doesn’t happen. At least, you’d never seen it happen.

And, just as you’d suspected, the other girls quickly claimed rooms with only one bed, leaving three bedrooms remaining upstairs: two with bunk beds and one with a queen.

So... you slipped into the room with the queen-sized bed and set your bag down on the floor with a soft sigh of relief. So far, everything was going according to plan.

As you were taking your clothes out and hanging them up in the closet, you heard thundering footsteps coming up the stairs. The five single boys were approaching, obviously, and they all headed straight into the rooms containing bunk beds.

Another sigh of relief.

Finally, just a couple minutes later, you heard one more set of footsteps coming up the stairs. These were much more relaxed, though, and you knew by the sound alone they belonged to Hanbin.

Your heart started to race as you slipped one of your sweaters onto a hanger, and just after you hooked it over the clothes rack, you heard the soft footsteps shuffling into the room.

“Hey,” Hanbin greeted, and you glanced over your shoulder toward the door.

“Hey,” you replied. “Sorry, there’s an uneven number of boys and girls, and the boys took the rooms with the bunk beds, so...”

“Oh, it’s fine.”

“I can sleep on the floor --”

“No, no,” Hanbin interrupted, setting his own duffel bag down on the floor. “No, it’s fine.”

You simply shot him a close-lipped grin before turning back around and continuing putting your clothes away.

You heard him unzip his bag, and then you heard him take a breath.

Geez, were you really paying that close attention to his every move that you heard him take a breath?

“Are you going to -- No, never mind,” he said with a soft chuckle. “You don’t like the outdoors that much.”

A small smirk tugged at your lips before you turned back around to face him. “Am I going to what?”

“I was going to ask if you were going to ski or snowboard, but then I remembered how you’ve literally always said ‘no’ when I asked if you wanted to come hiking with me.”

Despite the fact that going on a hike with Hanbin would mean getting to spend lots of time with him, you had always refused because... well, you much preferred to stay indoors. Especially if it was cold and/or snowy outside.

“You will find me on the couch reading a book with a mug of hot chocolate for the whole week,” you told him with a grin. “You have fun out in the snow. I will stay indoors in a controlled climate, thank you very much.”

“Will you go outside for one day?” he asked as he came to join you in putting his clothes away in the closet.

And there went your breath. 

He was standing so close to you now, you could smell his shampoo. Feel the brush of his sweatshirt against your arm. See every inch of his perfect, handsome face.

...Oh, boy.

Maybe actually sharing a room -- sharing a bed -- with Hanbin hadn’t been such a great idea after all.

“I -- I’ll think about it,” you stammered.

You had no idea if you really would, but at the moment, you would say anything if you thought it would make Hanbin the tiniest bit happy.

“I’m probably going to go on a hike now,” he murmured. “Do you wanna come?”

“Are you sure that’s safe? You’ve never been here before, what if you get lost?”

Hanbin shrugged and glanced over at you. “You’ll find me.”

“And how will I do that?” you chuckled.

“You know I’m leaving, so if I don’t come back before dinner, then you’ll know I’m lost. But if you come with me then we can at least get lost together.”

The idea of being a part of Hanbin’s ‘together’ was incredibly tempting...

But you still shook your head and let out an awkward chuckle. “No, thank you. But please don’t get lost.”

“I’ll do my best,” he assured you.

And you knew Hanbin well enough to know that his best was always, always good enough.

Of course, you spent the next few hours worrying about Hanbin.

...Okay, that’s not entirely true.

You spent the next few hours playing board games with your friends. But you were worrying about Hanbin at the same time! You just hid it well because you were so competitive and focused on winning.

But when the cabin door opened as you were helping set the table for dinner and Hanbin’s cold-nipped face appeared, you actually did let out a soft exhale.

“Just in time!” Yunhyeong called out. “Dinner is served, let’s all sit down and eat!”

The hustle and bustle of thirteen people eating dinner together prevented you from asking Hanbin how his hike was; most of the meal was spent praising Yunhyeong for the delicious food and making plans for the week.

You thought maybe the two of you could wash dishes together, but Bobby and Donghyuk volunteered before you had the chance.

And then Yunhyeong herded everyone into the living room to watch a movie. Junhoe and Rachel sat on either side of you on one of the couches, so even a whispered conversation with Hanbin was out of the question. ...But then Hanbin fell asleep not even ten minutes into the movie, so sitting next to him would have been useless, anyway.

Hanbin ended up sleeping through the entire movie, and when Chanwoo woke him up when it was over, you thought you heard him murmur something about staying down here while everyone else went up to get ready for bed.

One of the reasons you liked Hanbin so much was because he was independent. He always did his own thing, even if nobody else wanted to. He was true to himself probably more than anyone else you knew, and that was just immeasurably attractive to you. 

But, on the flip side, the fact he wasn’t coming up to bed right away made you anxious. You wanted to ask him about his hike. You wanted to lay in bed and engage in a quiet, murmured conversation. You wanted to hear his soft voice through the darkness and feel your heart fluttering. If he didn’t come up to bed soon, you were afraid you would fall asleep before any of that could happen.

So, you took your time brushing your teeth and doing your skincare. You took your time changing into your pajamas (even though it was far too cold to be undressed for long). You took your time settling under the covers. You got out your phone and scrolled through as many social media sites as you could for as long as you could.

Finally, just as you were about to plug your phone in for the night and give up, the bedroom doorknob turned.

Hanbin opened the door slowly and quietly, tiptoeing in without a sound. But when he looked up and saw you were still awake, he almost jumped with surprise.

“Oh,” he breathed. “I thought you would be asleep already.”

“No, I -- uh -- I got caught up watching dog videos on Reddit,” you admitted with a soft chuckle.

“Send me some. I’ll watch them before I fall asleep,” he murmured before ducking into the en suite bathroom.

“Yeah, sure,” you answered. You unlocked your phone, scrolling through one of your favorite dog subreddits and sharing some of the cuter videos with him in a text message.

Just after you plugged your phone in and put it on the nightstand, Hanbin emerged from the bathroom. You held your breath as he shuffled toward the bed... grabbed a pillow... and tossed it down onto the floor.

...Oh.

He was going to... sleep on the floor?

“Are you sure?” you asked with a frown. “You don’t have to sleep on the floor.”

“Nah, it’s fine. I can sleep anywhere, pretty much.”

“O--oh. Okay. Let me know if you need an extra blanket or anything.”

Hanbin hummed in response and then the room was quiet.

After a minute or two, you opened your mouth to ask about his hike, but then you heard him chuckle softly and let out an ‘aww.’ Obviously, he had just watched one of the dog videos you’d sent, and you had to close your mouth and press your lips together to keep from squealing because he was so adorable.

You let him watch the videos in peace for a bit before you bit the bullet and cleared your throat. “How was your hike? I never got a chance to ask you when you got back.”

“It was great,” he replied. “Beautiful. Cold but beautiful.”

“Did you see any animals?”

Hanbin let out a quiet laugh before saying, “You know me well. Yeah, I saw lots of squirrels and some deer.”

“Good thing it’s winter, otherwise you might have seen some bears.”

“True,” he murmured. “What did you do while I was gone?”

You felt pathetic that his question made your stomach flip, but it did. He was interested in what you’d done, and that just made you happier than it should have.

“We played some board games, that was about it.”

“Did you win?”

“Of course, I did,” you told him, not doing a thing to hide your confident pride.

Hanbin chuckled approvingly before letting out a soft sigh and saying the dreaded seven words: “Well, I’m going to go to sleep.”

“Okay,” you murmured, turning on your side and pulling the blanket up to your chin. “Good night.”

“Night,” Hanbin replied.

You must have been a lot sleepier than you realized because, after you closed your eyes, the next thing you knew... you were waking up again.

Your eyes fluttered open, and the first thing you heard was what sounded like someone rummaging around in the closet. And when you focused your gaze in that direction, that’s exactly what you saw.

Hanbin -- shirtless Hanbin -- rummaging around in the closet.

“What’re you doing?” you mumbled groggily.

Hanbin jumped a little before glancing over his shoulder at you. “I -- I’m looking for another blanket. I can’t sleep, it’s -- it’s too cold.”

“Well, first of all, you would be warmer if you put a shirt on,” you yawned, knowing Awake You would kick yourself for saying that. “Second of all, just sleep in the bed. I won’t bite.”

You watched as Hanbin paused... and then you saw his shoulders lift slightly before dropping, making it obvious he’d just let out a sigh.

You weren’t sure how to take that.

But then he closed the closet door and turned toward you, tiptoeing to the bed and lifting the covers next to you.

Once he’d settled in, you scooted over closer to him, moving to put an arm around him so you could share your body heat.

“What are you doing?” Hanbin asked hurriedly, and you immediately paused.

“I was... going to... help warm you up?”

Oh, god, that sounded weird.

“I -- I --” Hanbin stammered. “I don’t know if that’s a good idea.”

Even though he was most definitely right, you pressed on. “But you’re freezing. I can see you shivering from here. And it’s not like I’m trying to do it in a... I mean, it’s just platonic. I’m not --”

“I still don’t think it’s a good idea.”

You let your arm fall to the bed, your brow furrowing slightly. You were just trying to help. Yes, you did have a crush on him, but you weren’t trying to feel him up or anything. You just wanted to help him get warm again!

But, apparently, he didn’t think that was a good idea.

You hastily turned over to face away from him, your brow furrowing even more. “Okay, sorry,” you retorted. “Forget I said anything. Good night.”

“No, Y/N --”

“Forget about it,” you interjected.

Hanbin let out a deep sigh, and you closed your eyes so you could attempt to fall back asleep. Hopefully, you could sleep the embarrassment off.

Only a few moments later, though, you felt movement in the bed. And you almost lifted your head to look, but then you froze when you felt...

Hanbin first hooked his leg over yours. And then he slid his arm over your waist. Your heart stopped, of course, and when you felt him press his cheek against your shoulder, it dropped down to your stomach.

“Sorry,” he mumbled once he was all settled behind you.

“Sorry for what? You’re the one who’s freezing,” you whispered, surprised you could even say anything at the moment.

“I just... thought it would be awkward.”

“It’s only awkward if you make it awkward.”

“Which I do. A lot,” he admitted with a soft laugh. You felt the rumble of his chest against your back, and truly, you thought both your stomach and heart would just fly right out of your body.

“This... this isn’t so bad, though, is it?” you pointed out, moving your arm to cover his. You were so tempted to link your fingers together, but you resisted. That would make it awkward. “There is definitely such a thing as platonic cuddling.”

“Yeah, I just...” Hanbin paused to take a breath, and when his exhale fluttered over your ear, a chill ran down your spine because of it. “I just always... thought... you kinda... liked me.”

Your heart which had previously been stopped because Hanbin was so close and cuddling with you was now beating about a million times per second.

“Wh-- what?” you breathed. “You thought --”

“I mean, it’s fine that you don’t, I just --”

“No, I do,” you said with a bit more force than you’d intended.

Wait, what?!

Did you really just --

You just admitted that you liked Hanbin.

To Hanbin.

You felt him freeze behind you, his arm around your waist stiffening. “You... do?” he asked, and you could have sworn he sounded shy.

Well... you couldn’t really take it back now, could you?

“...Yeah,” you whispered. “I have for a while.”

You shut your eyes and anticipated him removing his arm from around you. He would scoot away, probably even sleep back on the floor or go into one of the guys’ rooms.

But instead, you heard him say, “Me too.”

Not even allowing yourself time to think about it, you turned over to face him. “I’m sorry, what did you say?” you asked breathlessly.

“I said... me too. I’ve liked you for a while.”

You simply stared at him, your eyes searching his face although you had no idea what you were searching for.

“Have you, really?” you finally asked.

Hanbin nodded.

“Why... why didn’t you ever tell me?”

“Why didn’t you ever tell me?” he countered.

“Touche.”

A tiny smile spread across Hanbin’s lips, and your heart did about three somersaults in your chest.

“I never told you because I didn’t think you liked me back,” he admitted a bit bashfully. “I would ask you to go on hikes with me, but you always said ‘no.’“

“Wait, you asked me to go on hikes because... you like me?”

“Well, yeah. I wanted to spend time with you. But I thought you didn’t want to spend time with me, so --”

“I always said ‘no’ because I hate being outdoors. I didn’t want to whine and complain in front of you because then you would see how annoying I am and never want to date me.”

Hanbin’s smile grew, and he shook his head. “You’re not annoying. Trust me, I know annoying. Yunhyeong is my roommate. You’re actually one of the least annoying people I know. One of the only people I feel like I could spend all my time with and not want to end up committing an act of murder.”

You let out a soft laugh, and as you stared at his smile... heard his words... you felt an uncontrollable urge to kiss him.

So, you did.

You leaned in and gently pressed your lips to his -- gently and briefly, not wanting to overwhelm him or scare him off.

“I think that’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever said to me,” you whispered once you’d pulled away.

Hanbin moved his arm to reach up to your face, tucking your hair behind your ear and running his thumb across your cheek. You noticed his own cheeks were flushing, though it was too dark to truly tell how much. 

“So, uh... the fact that we ended up in the same room? Is that --”

“I asked Yunhyeong to put us together,” you admitted with an embarrassed chuckle.

“So, he knew?”

You tipped your chin in a tiny nod.

“And he never told me? That’s really hard to believe.”

“I know,” you grinned. “Usually, he can’t keep his mouth shut. I think he’s just a little too scared of you to tell you something that important, though.”

Hanbin furrowed his brow, his lips turning down into a thoughtful frown. But then he said, “Yeah, you’re probably right.”

You laughed again, and then you scooted as close to him as you could get, tucking yourself underneath his chin and pressing your ear to his chest.

As you heard the gentle thud of his heartbeat, you had to close your eyes, forcing yourself to drink everything in. You just couldn’t quite believe this was happening. You had admitted your feelings to Hanbin, and he had admitted his own right back. You’d kissed him. He was holding you tightly, one hand combing through your hair at the back of your neck.

It was heavenly.

But then you felt Hanbin take a breath, and he said, “Can I ask you something?”

You were extremely reluctant to pull your head away from his chest, but you did, anyway. “Yeah, of course,” you replied softly.

“Will you go on a hike with me now?” he asked. “I promise I’ll hold your hand to help you over the rocky parts.”

A smile tugged at your lips, and you playfully rolled your eyes. He wasn’t going to give up on this, was he?

Well, since it was so important to him, you figured you should at least give it a shot. But not without getting something in return.

“I will... on one condition.”

“And what would that be?” he asked with one raised eyebrow.

“I will go on a hike with you one day if you spend one day inside with me,” you offered.

“Done,” he accepted, not even hesitating a little bit.

“...Just like that?”

“Just like that,” he nodded. “I like to go on hikes and be outside in nature, but I also like being lazy.”

You almost jerked your head back in surprise. You had no idea Hanbin was ever lazy; he always seemed to be working on something whenever you saw him.

“Yeah, bet you didn’t know that about me, did you?” he smirked.

“I did not,” you agreed.

“Well,” Hanbin began, tightening his hold on you and pulling you back to his chest. “Now that I know you like me, too, I can open up to you more. You’ll learn a lot of things you didn’t know about me.”

Your brow furrowed, and you shifted your eyes suspiciously as much as you could, even though Hanbin couldn’t see you doing it. “...Like what?”

“You’ll see.”

“Oh, that doesn’t sound ominous at all.”

Hanbin just chuckled softly, and you bit your lip to keep from smiling like a total goofball.

You would have to remember to thank Yunhyeong for going along with your plan because, as it happened, it turned out perfectly. About as perfect as any plan could hope to be.

And that actually explained Hanbin -- at least in your eyes. He was about as perfect as any man could hope to be.

[ki11ingme]

190219

[psychemeanscure]

PART 2.1 {This was suppose to be one chapter, but because I’m too drowned with too much details, I end up making 2.2 instead. Lol! Tune in to the continuation though. Happy reading y’all :)}

The wild bang of the pistol wakes her reverie from a nightmare. Lifelessly staring from the dark light of her ceiling, huffing with agony. She went off of her bed straight to her window glass devouring the city lights with crossed arms, recollecting the face of the devil who hunts her peaceful nights throughout the years. The eyes who killed his dearest father with no mercy. Those multiple gunshots, the couple of stabs which led to a soak from his own blood still fresh on her mind. He can never be forgiven. The elite gambler Veeros Alcaziar can never be forgiven. Not in her watch!

The sound from the doorbell made end of her recollections though, as she walks her way to the intercom only to see the man that irritates her. “What?” and just like he did from her bar, barging is his way indeed, after opening the door for him. Walk straight to her single couch, confidently seated spreading his arms on its armrest with legs crossed while she in the other hand only lazily follows him, occupying the vacant couch instead. 

“My drink, please.” His firm request as if a VIP guest needed to be served. “You’re not worthy to be entertained Jang, so can you just cut the chase, tell me your agenda and leave my premise?” her uninterested remarks ignoring his lousy tactics. “Tss. Impatient volatile.” Tapping one of his index finger on the armrest. Well, what was she expecting to this pinchazo in front of her though. Once a vulgar, always a vulgar. “One more nonsense Jang, and am I to drag you out of my apartment now.”

“You. Don’t you know that you’re the least person I let myself to be insulted with? You owe me one, woman.” He even pointed his finger for affirmation but hell she cares as she swiftly throws a pillow right in front of his face before she met his stern glare. “Now, you owe me two.” And she pissed off, about to throw another until finally. “Okay, fine! Fine.” Enjoying a sneering laugh on her. Not too long after composing his self for seriousness, meeting her awaiting sight.

“It’s time.”

And she only knew what he means, recalling their last conversions from her bar.

~

“Do you really have to use my Nightclub when in fact you have your own casino hotel still healthily build? Por el bien de Pete! What’s the use of venturing business with you if you still drag mine anyway? Mierda!” her continues banters while the other’s itching his ears as if cleansing from her monotonous curses. “Geez. You’re with your Spanish lingos again, can you come down for a sec. and listen for a while?” frustrated by the thought, she has no choice either. Seeing her grumbles made him reminisce their sealed deal back then as well.

-

“Mr. Jang! You came sir. I did not expect you though. You know, a busy man as you are…”  he was greeted by the wiggling brows of Lee Chanwoo, owner of the newly established Nightclub were he’s been invited. Failed to anticipate something of his approval, the owner shrugged by the thought. 

“Anyhow, allow me to welcome you to my humble Nightclub sir, your presence is well appreciated.” He was introduced instead but the hell he cares, he’s better to give his demonic superiority than being entertained by this shameless man who asked for him. He never planned to come either, but since he’s bored, why give it a shot though and maybe something may intrigue his attention. So glad, it did.

“Sung Eunyoung, our club manager. She’s the best. Meticulously the best.” The straight introduction of Lee Chanwoo after watching his savoring eyes on her who’s all smiles socializing and shaking hands with the elites of the party. The former did not disappoint him though for informing more of her whereabouts, just how he wanted. “She possesses her own Nightclub and Bar as well, and mind you? Don’t underestimate her. She’s a queen of connections yow! A total queen. Indeed, that’s how I decided to scout her eventually. Lucky I am, she said yes.” All he could respond is nod in awe, admitting he’s starting to get speechless of her.  

“Oh! Right. Before I forgot. Haven’t I told you that she’s the one who requested for you, actually?”

And heaven knows he did not take too long to face the shameless owner, dazed. “Pardon?” answered by a kinky smile of the former instead. “You heard it.” Its teasing remark then, unbothered anyhow as he glances to her position again only to find out her endearing eyes meeting his. Disbelieving smile subsides. No one broke their staring game either, thus he gulps his Manhattan drink in one shot before passing it emptied to the shameless owner beside him. “You should have told me earlier, Mr. Lee. For I should not have wasted my time with you.” dumbfounded Mr. Lee, who’s now ignored.

From the VIP Lounge of the second floor, he went down to the sea of elites of the first floor, on his way to her on the center bar. Here she is with her all so classy business attire while holding a martini on hand, as he approached with decency. “Sung Eunyoung. What a lovely name for a beautiful lady.” 

She doesn’t even look flustered by his approach but eyeing the Nightclub owner from above with a meaningful stare instead, not long before she led it back to him again. “I suppose you have been informed already Mr. Jang. It’s nice to finally meet you though.” She offered her hand while he’s in ow, stunned by her sharpness. Interesting. Just how he thought, as he takes her hand for the handshake.

“And I am just surprised how a humble businesswoman wished for the presence of a treacherous trouble shooter man though. So, how am I worthy of a service Mademoiselle?” with twitching brows, she admits she wasn’t expecting talking to a keen Jang Taeyoung in front of her actually, but she guesses wrong anyway. “So you’re not as unscrupulous as my first impression think it is, then. Good to know.” 

Putting down her martini drink, she motions him to a vacant lounge at the corner. So as he follows through, secretly gobbling her curves from behind.  Debating on how can someone slim as her look so sexy when she’s even wearing slacks? “Damn. Look at that voluptuous ass.” His whistling murmuring salvation, and she heard it. “That isn’t an appealing compliment for a first meeting Mr. Jang.” Her strict remark without even giving him glances. “My bad.” Just with his casual response as if they had been close for a long time. Truth be told, he’s already considering it actually.

She acquires something from her trivial bag the moment they arrived, and without hesitation slides it on the table passing it to him, revealing a picture named Veeros Alcaziar, a look of a dangerous man yet an unfamiliar face to him.  “Kill him for me.” And as if on cue, his dealing stands surfaces with eyes still fixated to the image of the aspirant target.

“For me… Hmm. To been offered a bloody job from a highly businesswoman is a bit unusual. So I assume this has something to do with your personal matters, isn’t it Ms. Sung?” With only her eyes matching his stands, he indeed failed to get a response. “I’ll take that as a yes.” Only to answer his own question before choosing to proceed his more indenture instead.

“You see Mademoiselle, upon personal matters like thi---“

“Consider your Casino Hotel. Take it or leave it.”

He hates when someone tries to cut by his words but today’s astonishment exceptional though. She got him there. Guess the shameless owner wasn’t making up stories after all. She’s indeed a hell of understatement. “Quite tempting, isn’t it Mr. Jang?” by proud dominancy, she finally speaks business with him.

[ikonist]

for somebody who haven't actually seen inception and watched ikon's performance ONLY with "time" as reference in mind, I WAS HONESTLY BLOWN AWAY. I AM NOT EVEN KIDDING. i loved what they put on the table. that was really amazing and im not saying this just bc i love them !!! AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED WITH THE WAY THEY PLAYED WITH THAT SONG LIKE IT'S THEIR OWN $HIT !!! i mean i listened to inception just to have an idea of what i'm getting myself into and i liked it, catchy chorus, gr8 mv. bUT WHEN I SAY I HAD GOOSEBUMPS THE MOMENT CHANWOO OPENED HIS MOUTH DURING THE INTRO bxjssjwjwsjs lord god AND THAT WENT ON UNTIL THEIR ENTIRE PERFORMANCE ENDED. UGH IT WAS SUCH AN EXPERIENCE it made me feel things hngggg like i feel like i need to hold tighter each time they sing a verse bc it will still get better and i was not wrong. i'm still on a high. bless the ikons for being such talented brilliant artists who always pay respect to their craft and music.

u def should watch the movie bc there are sooo many easter eggs in their performance!! from the dance to the scenery, ikon really put a lot of thought into the details ❤

[hancfubuki]

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@stylesofh2o​​ said: [ cry ] w/ Chanwoo bc I crave SAD COMFORT.

         days were usually busy at the restaurant, customers walked in and out every minute and neither of the brothers had time to count nor attempt to MEMORIZE their faces. yuuto specifically, just served without caring about minimal details such as faces or voices as he was simply doing his job. sei on the other side had this friendly vibe that made each customer to feel at ease, as if they were at home. probably everyone that knew yuuto and sei knew they both worked as a restaurant, sometimes friends visited but yuuto had more DISCRETION when it came about his work, mostly because well, his brother was 99% of the time there so he had a list of people that would NEVER be invited. 

         of course on top of that list was chanwoo. which could be considered unfair because of the fact yuuto spent his free time at his work, but he did have a VALID reason ( or at least he considered it that way ). despite the AMBIGUITY of their relationship, yuuto was pretty sure that he developed feelings towards the older. not that he hid it either, in fact he tried to make it clear with every action and word and mostly his insecurities prevent him from having a HEALTHY relationship. sure, he didn’t mind chanwoo meeting his mother, who could be found all the time there, he didn’t mind him bumping into his father either. in fact, he thought they could get along. but sei? seiji was the MAIN problem here and the entire reason why he didn’t want chanwoo to get close to his family restaurant. 

         and as well, this wasn’t exactly an issue on his brother side but he was so HURT in the past that he is simply just SCARED that another one of his partners prefer sei over him. sei did remember what happened back then, but he tried to make it clear that he would never do anything like that to his own brother so he basically just kept up with his own life without taking into consideration how FATAL this was for the younger of them. and well, yuuto did talk about a mysterious chanwoo, but never described him nor showed a photo so how was he supposed to know that the customer right in front of him was that person? the thought didn’t even cross his mind as he was taking the order though, he did feel a murderous gaze coming into his direction. 

           “why are you talking to him?” yuuto mumbled coming from behind, his expression was DIFFERENT from what was usual on him as the anger was boiling through his veins. he didn’t even say a word to chanwoo as he was too focused in ‘confronting’ his brother. yet yuuto was not the jealous type, but when something revolved about the older okinaga he snapped in seconds as if he was a time-bomb. “seiji, i’m talking to you. we are not doing this again. you enjoy this, don’t you? i bet you are even doing it on purpose.” 

            “yuuto, you are scaring the customers. i don’t know what you are talking about.” sei responded, looking at chanwoo with an apologetic face still without knowing what was going.

            “oh, right! i forget how dumb you actually are. is your memory failing know? do i need to refresh what happened years ago? and now you come here and do the same with chanwoo?!”

            “chan...?” sei blinked twice in confusion, looking back at the customer then again at yuuto. oh. “i didn’t even know it was... yuuto listen to me. i don’t know what you mean, i was just taking his order.”

           “just shut the fuck up.”

            “yuuto, please. you are really scaring our custo--” though sei couldn’t finish his sentence as the next thing he saw was yuuto ready to strangle him. but in a blink of the eye, chanwoo was already up and ready to stop the red-head. "i’m sorry we met in these circumstances, but please take him to the back room.” more than ashamed, sei was worried about his brother’s behavior. yet again, yuuto wasn’t this type of person and the fact that he is causing these feelings on him was simply heartbroken for the two of them. sei sighed and stayed in the main room as yuuto was finally taken away to calm down. 

            at first, he didn’t want to LISTEN any word, not even if it was chanwoo. he was angry, hurt, desperate. a river of emotions flowing inside his heart, causing his brain to be foggy and not allowing him to think straight. it was too much for him too handle and only until that moment, he realized how broken he actually was. how much he hated himself, how his self-esteem was touching the floor,  how he compared to sei for absolutely no reason. sei never meant harm, right? chanwoo wasn’t supposed to be here in first place, but who was he to even deny him to come to public space. chanwoo was another customer, and his brother was doing his job. and he felt stupid, felt broken, felt even more desperate than before. because it took him a while to realize how the old scars were still open, because when he thought he got over the situation with tomoe was a simple fantasy that he created to blind himself from the truth. that after that day, he became broken and it would take him a while to pick up all the pieces. 

           and without even thinking, he finally allowed himself to fall into chanwoo’s arms, weeping, taking out everything as he never did it before. “i’m sorry.” he mumbled in between his cries, his face hiding onto chanwoo’s chest as he gripped the hem of his shirt. taking a deep breath, he realized that it would be better to explain what was going on. “i’m not like this... i just get extremely insecure when my brother is around. he is better than me at everything, he is popular, he is more handsome-- people just fawn around him always. all my life i have been just his little brother and that’s all. years ago i was dating someone that seemed to genuinely care for me and just for me. so i introduced him to my family, he spent a lot of time at my house but he always insisted sei to join us. i found it weird, but i thought if we were watching a movie there shouldn’t be anything wrong with him joining. that was probably the worst mistake in my life, because...” he let out a long sigh, tears still running down his cheek as his gaze torn apart. “he just used me to get closer to sei. and that had cause me permanent damage. i thought i was over it-- i try to convince myself i was over it but i didn’t even want you to come here because i was afraid you two could met. after that happened, i spent years not allowing guys i’m interested in to come any closer to sei, and that’s not normal. how did i not realize it sooner that it was not normal...”

          “i’m sorry, chanwoo. i’m really sorry. i didn’t mean to cause a scene and it’s not that i don’t trust you. i do, but... my insecurities sometimes take over me. i’m so embarrassed right now, we are not even dating yet i’m here getting jealous because my own brother is taking your other. i... would understand if you don’t want me close after this, but believe me... i really, really like you.”

[ggukkiedae]

Last Chance

“It’s the final episode tomorrow,” Bitna breathed out.

She was lying down on the dance room floor with her head in Hanbin’s lap. They had stayed behind to work on the details that she still found somewhat unclear.

“You mean later.” Hanbin laughed, “It’s fifteen minutes to four.”

“Already?”

Bitna let out a yawn. She felt Hanbin start petting her hair the same way he does with Hanbyul. She wrinkled her nose at his actions making Hanbin chuckle and squeeze her cheeks. He started baby talking her. Of course, she burst into laughter and tried to get up, but Hanbin kept her in place.

“I’m not a baby, oppa,” she told  him. Hanbin shook his head.

“You are to me,” he told her, “still the same baby I met in 2011.”

“Be honest with me,” she looked up at him, “Did you and Bobby oppa and Jinhwan oppa forget about me?”

“Never, Bitty,” Hanbin reassured her, “We always wanted to visit or check on you, but they separated the male and female trainees a little too well. We could never match your schedule. Honestly, we would always look at the old photos and videos that we took together.”

“I really did miss you guys,” she admitted, “I watched WIN, and I felt proud but upset. You guys are the closest I have to family, and here I am spending a year or two away from you.”

“Now you’re with us.”

“Now I’m with you,” Bitna nodded, “but I might have to leave you all again.”

“Don’t think that,” Hanbin Lightly scolded her, “you work hard. You’re talented. The fans love you. If anything, I’d think you’ll be the first to be announced as part of the group.”

“You’re so confident in me,” she closed her eyes, “Even if I’m lacking, you still believe in me. Why?”

“Because I know you, Bitty,” Hanbin reassured her, “Now let’s get you home. We’ve got a big day later.”

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Bitna took a deep breath as the opening avp started to play. This was it. These were the last stages that would determine whether she would debut or not. Chanwoo gave her a side hug and a reassuring smile. Hongseok patted her head and gave her a thumbs up. She smiled back at them. Suddenly, they were revealed to the audience. Her nervousness only grew when Daesung and Inna started talking. The fact that her seniors were sitting right in front of the stage didn’t help. Pretty soon, they were led backstage and got ready for their performances.

“I’m terrified,” Bitna said to Donghyuk as Chanwoo’s team wrapped up, “Save me.”

“We’ll be fine,” Donghyuk reassured her, “We practiced for this. You’ll do great.”

“What if I break the piano while I’m sitting on it,” she began, “and I make us look bad? Or my skirt goes up?”

Junhoe laughed, “You wouldn’t be able to break the piano no matter how hard you tried, kid. Besides, you’ll be fine.”

“Just remember your cues and what we practiced,” Hongseok added.

She bit her lip and looked at Donghyuk, “I’m first chorus, right? And you and Junhoe oppa are harmonizing with me?”

“Yes,” Donghyuk reassured her, “and I’ll be right by your side when we need to go down from our platform.”

“Okay,” she breathed, “and I have the bridge with Donghyuk oppa. Alright, let’s do this.”

(lmao hi it’s me the author umm when i say bitna has the bridge with donghyuk imagine the dynamic duo version of the song yes thanks)

“You’ll do great,” Chanwoo walked up to her after their stage time, “You look great, too.”

Bitna adjusted her skirt and blouse. Chanwoo laughed and helped her into her gray coat. She took a deep breath while looking at Chanwoo. He gestured for her to get in position. She nodded and headed out to join Donghyuk at the piano. First performance of the night.

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The rest of the night went by smoothly aside from the fact that she almost fell off the platform during Long Time No See if it weren’t for Chanwoo (She blames the heels they put her in.). The dance performance went by better than she thought considering she and Donghyuk had their little duet that went by flawlessly, and Sinosijak was probably one of the most fun she’s had performing on stage so far. The members have all gone back to the dorm and had a small celebratory dinner with a lot of meat, and everyone was asleep already. Except for her. She already went this far, now, all she could do was wait for results.