#choi soobin brain rot

[delcakoo]

txt’s reaction to you randomly saying marry me .˚◞♡ ⃗

requested

PAIRING ! txt x gn!reader

WC ! 1.4k

GENRE ! est relationship, tooth rotting fluff

a/n: first txt post wooo! pls lmk if u want me to write for them more T-T

// CHOI YEONJUN!

after a long shower, your boyfriend emerges from the washroom with nothing but a towel secured around his waist, ruffling his black strands up messily.

feeling your ogling, yeonjun sends you a flirty wink before turning to his closet, scanning the shelved arrangements of clothing. you shamelessly admire his back profile from the bed as his arms flex firmly, reaching up to grab a plain white tee-shirt off it’s rack.

perhaps it was because of how beautiful your boyfriend looked, but you impulsively allow the first words that form in your brain to tumble out of your mouth. “marry me,” you blurt.

he pauses, turning back around to face you with a cocky smirk plastered across his lips. “what?”

your gaze wanders between his smug expression and the water cascading from his locks to his bare chest, a soft blush painting your cheeks as he stares you down. “uh..” you swallow.

yeonjun simpers further, throwing his shirt to the side before prancing up to you mischievously. he gently holds your chin with his fingers, forcing you to meet his fox like eyes.

“say it again,” he demands teasingly. a few water drops tumble off his body and onto your own, and you flinch at the cold contact against your skin.

you gulp, feeling small under the male’s inspection. “marry me?” you repeat.

then, he giggles like a small child, happily pecking your lips. “i think i will, baby.” before you can even process anything, yeonjun’s already run off again, throwing his shirt over his head at last with a stupidly cute smile.

// CHOI SOOBIN !

the grocery store is rather empty; the only sound resonating the building being muffled pop music in the background, and your grunting as you pathetically try to reach a box of macaroni on the top shelf.

right as you’re about to give up, a soft, amused chuckle emits from behind you. you whip your head back to see your boyfriend, shiny blue bangs bouncing animatedly as he tilts his head down, gazing at you with eyes full of adoration. “you should’ve just called me, dummy.”

before you can form a reply, soobin playfully ruffles your hair before lifting an arm to grab the macaroni with ease, throwing it into your cart placed near the end of the aisle.

mouth parted dumbly, you look up to him. “soob.. will you marry me?”

the tall boy nearly chokes, eyes widening in surprise. “what? are you okay?”

“yeah i am,” you pout, “you don’t want to marry me?”

he emits a shy giggle, bunny teeth poking through as he walks back to the cart full of groceries, you close behind. “i do, but.. don’t you think it’s a little sudden? y’know, in the supermarket?”

you simply shrug, “you retrieving macaroni for me really touched my heart. that’s all, babe.”

soobin shakes his head between more giggles, pinching your cheek affectionately. “okay, cutie. when’s our wedding?”

// CHOI BEOMGYU !

you nearly break the claw machine in frustration as you slam your hand down, one more loss away from pacing over to the arcade’s front counter and complaining about how rigged their machine was.

all you wanted was to win yourself a corgi plushie while your boyfriend went to the washroom, but the damned metal hand seemed to purposely release the animal right before it reached the drop box every single time.

right as you dig your hand into your pocket to pull out your last coin, two hands wrap around your waist from behind. you immediately recognise the embrace of beomgyu as he rests his chin on your shoulder curiously.

“what’re you trying to win, baby?” he asks against your skin.

“that stupid corgi with the stupid tongue sticking out,” you bark, thrusting your money into the machine much more aggressively than needed.

beomgyu snorts at your attitude, releasing your body to move in front of you confidently. “i got this, don’t worry.”

you watch utterly dumbstruck as after about a minute, he successfully picks up the plushie, landing it perfectly into the reward box while looking back at you with the most cocky expression imaginable and arms opened in expectation.

though flabbergasted, you rush into the hug, squeezing his waist in excitement. “oh my god gyu, marry me!” you squeal, leaving a messy kiss on his lips.

he snickers proudly, watching you reach down and grab your long awaited corgi. “hah, did you see that?” he brags, “piece of cake, babe.” he silently waits for your praise, smirk continuously growing along the way.

however, beomgyu’s pleased expression falls when he realises you weren’t even sparing him a glance; much too busy leaving a kiss on the plushie instead of him. the stuffed dog was nearly being choked in your hold as you swayed back and forth happily.

of course, feeling left out, beomgyu tugs your sleeve with a childish pout. “yah! am i not kissable enough for you? i thought you wanted to marry me!”

you give him a weird look, shaking your head before leaning up to kiss the boy again, not before mumbling how much of a big baby he is under your breath.

as you both leave the arcade, you completely miss the harsh, competitive glare your boyfriend sends the plushie in your arms, wrapping his own arm around you in jealousy.

// KANG TAEHYUN !

with finals coming up, you were nearly glued to your seat all afternoon, fingers slowly becoming numb from the amount of typing and writing you’d done in the past couple hours.

your boyfriend was rather against the whole study-til-you-can’t-keep-your-eyes-open strategy that you had going on, but after many sad, failed attempts, taehyun had simply given up on trying to persuade you to move or learn what the word ‘break’ even meant.

however, this didn’t stop him from helping you in any other way he could; which is how you found yourself nearly bursting into tears when the calm boy walked in with soup and some crackers.

“it’s not much,” taehyun murmurs, planting a soft kiss to your head, “how’s it going?”

you offer a grateful smile in return, “thanks, love. it’s okay.. more bullshit about something something, the usual.”

he nods sympathetically, “want a quick massage?”

your body aches at the thought, “would you really, tae?” what you did to deserve the boy in front of you? you’d love to know.

“why wouldn’t i?” without another word, taehyun shuffles behind you, palms and fingers massaging into your shoulders with perfect amounts of pressure, releasing a satisfied groan from your lips.

“god, just marry me,” you blurt, slumping further in your seat.

he only giggles calmly, “i was hoping to ask you first.”

// HUENING KAI !

when you and kai finally got a day alone together, what better way to spend it than bringing anime’s all night, pressed up into each other’s warmth while bonding over hatred for a certain character and terrible predictions of the plot?

after many position changes, kai secured a spot for his head right in your lap, focused thoroughly on the screen that showed mikasa spinning in the air, slashing a titan’s head off brutally.

meanwhile, your eyes were nearly burning off your skull, so you decided to give yourself a break from the blinding tv screen to scroll through your messages with your brightness at almost the very bottom, another hand finding purchase in your boyfriend’s soft curls.

then, one text from your friend catches your eye. with the caption ‘try this on hyuka’, she seems to have sent you a video of a girl asking her boyfriend to marry her, resulting in the guy becoming all flirty and flustering her.

you glance down at the boy in your lap just as he starts blabbering. “y/n, i was thinking for halloween this year you could be mikasa and i’ll be eren, mostly ‘cause you’d look really hot in their uniform but also—“

“kai,” you interrupt.

he shifts in your lap to meet your eyes with slight worry. “yeah?”

“wanna marry me?” suddenly, your boyfriend bursts into a ear piercing laughter, body shaking and making you flinch in surprise. “yah, why are you laughing?” you complain through giggles, “knowing you, i thought you’d get all shy!”

kai laughs harder, “yeah maybe i would’ve if you said it properly! have you ever heard anyone say ‘wanna marry me’ in your life?”

you groan in defeat, throwing your head back. “you’re so lame, you ruined my epic prank, asshole.”

his dolphin like laugh barely softens as he leans up to peck your lips, hoping to cheer you up. “just leave the pranks to me, hm?” when you turn your head away right as he tries to kiss you, a dramatic gasp leaves his lips.

you pout, “say you’ll marry me first.”

kai snickers more at your childishness, curling his arms around your waist with attack on titan completely forgotten in the background. “m’kay, i’ll marry you, baby.”

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[kyufessions]

Doll

synopsis: yeosang is your frustrating best friend turned roommate

pairings: roommate! yeosang x roommate! afab reader

genre: smut, 18+

warnings: oral (f. receiving), unprotected sex (wrap before you tap), friends to lovers, manhandling, use of the nickname doll, lmk if i missed anything !

word count: 1.7k

a/n: yeosang brain rot since the concert i am not okay

general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois

this new feeling in the pit of your stomach made blood rush to your cheeks, causing you to hide the rush of emotion with the collar of your shirt. having yeosang lay his head in your lap was nothing new, in fact it was a regular occurrence with him being your roommate and having weekly movie marathons. his head in your lap, your fingers playing with the strands of his hair as a cheesy romcom played on the television. it was only three weeks ago when you would catch yourself admiring him as he laughed at the overdue pickup lines from the male lead, or staring at how his biceps would flex when grabbing something in the cabinet for you that you were unable to reach. you had been friends for years, even before deciding to move in together a year ago. but lately you’d find yourself daydreaming about how his lips would feel upon yours, or sometimes how his large veined hands would feel around your throat as he pounded into you. regardless, these feelings were starting to become overwhelming and annoying considering you had no idea where all of these feelings arose from.

“are you okay? am i making you uncomfortable?” he asks, his hand still resting on your upper thigh.

you avoided eye contact, biting the inside of your cheek before answering as your eyes darted to the rug on the floor. “sorry, it’s not you.” was all you managed to respond as his fingers rubbed small circles on your inner thigh, making you subconsciously open your legs a little wider.

you avoided eye contact, biting the inside of your cheek before answering as your eyes darted to the rug on the floor. “sorry, it’s not you.” was all you managed to respond as his fingers rubbed small circles on your inner thigh, making you subconsciously open your legs a little wider.

“are you sure? because you’re not even looking at me.” the tone in his voice made you feel bad about your actions. it wasn’t his fault you were feeling so sexually frustrated, so why take it out on him as if it is?

you looked over at your best friend, noticing his softening facial features and darkening eyes. smirk threatening the corners of his lips, you felt your stomach start to do occasional flips. catching your eyes wandering to his lips, you stopped yourself right away and looked back up at his eyes to notice him staring at yours. he quickly shook his head, eyes meeting yours once again before letting out a soft chuckle. “sorry, i, uh-“

you didn’t know what came over you at that moment but catching him staring at your lips as you did the same and catching him midact, just for him to become shy and gain more color in his cheeks, seemed like enough confirmation for you to cup his face in your hands and collide your lips with his. for a second, you almost pulled away when he didn’t kiss back right away. thinking you had ruined a perfectly good friendship with your sexual desire, you started to pull away until you felt his hands on your hips, pulling you closer to him so you were chest to chest. a small gasp escaped your lips at his sudden aggression, giving yeosang the perfect access to glide his tongue across yours in a teasing manner. groaning against his lips at the sudden contact, his lips formed into a small smirk before he pulled away nearly breathless. for a moment, you both just stared at one another as you attempted to regain a normal breathing pattern once again.

before you could murmur a word out, your roommate decided to speak up first. “you have no clue how long i’ve been wanting to do that.” he admitted confidently, his hands rubbing your hips in a slow manner.

your eyes widened slightly at the confession, shocked and taken aback. but with the growing feeling in the pit of your stomach and fabric sticking annoyingly to your folds, you didn’t waste any time pressing your forehead to his and connecting your lips once more before whispering a small, “use me as you please.”

and that’s exactly what he did. the grip on your hips became stronger, definitely to the point of bruising. shifting on the small couch you both thrifted when you moved in, he gets on his knees in front of you on the carpet, lips never breaking for even a second as his hands trail down to your pajama shorts. sliding them and your underwear off with one swift motion, his eyes stare straight to your dripping cunt that’s begging to be touched. you watch with intent as he tosses the pieces of fabric across the room, ignoring where they land and instead focusing all his attention to the whining mess in front of him. as he places lazy kisses along your inner thigh, he chuckles as your fingers tug on his hair to bring him closer to where you need him most.

his fingers graze your inner thigh lightly after a small kiss was placed, his eyes meeting yours for a split second. “may i?”

as soon as you nod, you feel two fingers start stretching you out and a tongue licking at your folds. the tiny moan you let out was music to yeosang’s ears, a small satisfied hum vibrating against your skin that made you feel as if you were getting closer to your long awaited orgasm. when your walls started to loosen around his fingers, your best friend slipped in another one as he quickened his pace all while sucking harshly at your clit. the noises you were making made yeosang feel as if he were watching some kind of porn, but whenever he would stare you down to admire the mess he was making of you reminded him of just his real everything was. the person he’s been crushing on since the first day he met, the person he’s had several wet dreams about for the past few months, was right under his fingertips squirming with pleasure. just how he always imagined.

he pulled his lips away from your clit for a second, replacing it with his thumb and rubbing it teasingly. “i want you to look at me as you cum for me, doll.” watching your thrown-back head turn down to look at him, feeling your walls clench around his fastening fingers, along with the higher pitched moans signaled how close you were. the grip you had on his hair made his hard-on twitch in his boxers, causing him to shift in a more comfortable position. as he stared up at you, putting his mouth back on your clit to suck roughly, your eyes glistened as you watched him pleasure you like no one ever had before; it was almost as if he knew your body better than yourself.

sliding in a fourth finger is what made your free hand grip the couch cushion, the stretch of his fingers arising a feeling within you you’ve never felt before. “i-i’m s-s-so close, yeo.” you moaned aloud, guiding his face against your clit as you rode his face.

your eyes never left one another’s as he pulled all his fingers out of you in one go, making you about you ask what he was doing but quickling shutting you up as he removed his lips from your dripping clit and grabbed your hips once again. as he manhandled you from your position on the couch, you felt your back hit against the couch cushions you had just been gripping for dear life and watched as he slipped off his sweatpants and spring out the tent that had been dying to see daylight. the thickness and veins of his member intimidated you, knowing damn well you’ve never had anyone with his size before. but as soon as he slid it into you with gradual ease, all worries subsided as the pleasure overrode the pain.

yeosang watched as your eyes rolled back, one hand still gripping your hip as the other rubbed slowly on your clit. he chuckled lowly watching you crumble under such slow movements, knowing he hadn’t even started yet. he grazed his hands down to the bottom of your shirt, lifting it up to reveal your chest and admire the way his dick filled you up. his thumb rubbed up to your nipple, making you bring your bottom lip between your teeth in an attempt to not disturb the neighbors at this ungodly hour. the soft, gentle kisses down your chest to just below your belly button didn’t match the devilish movements he had started making as your body got used to his size.

all the waves of pleasure were hitting you all at once, but everytime yeosang made a remark it brought you closer to finishing. “look at how good i fill you up, doll.” he said as you felt his hand press down on your stomach, making you look down in curiosity to witness the outline of his dick pounding into you on your stomach.

the site itself mixed with his comments and movements of his hips and fingers on your clit left you speechless as your walls clenched around your roommate’s member. when he felt your release into him, he quickly rode out his high and pulled out before he could release anything into you. your eyes fluttered open at the perfect image: your best friend pumping himself all over your stomach as his release refuses to come to a halt. shuffling in your spot, you sat up and scooped some of his seed with two of your fingers and brought it to your lips. you stared him down as you licked your fingers clean, eyesight never breaking as he admired the way you tasted him.

he wasted no time grabbing your face with his one hand and crashing your lips onto his, wanting nothing more than a small taste of himself and to feel your lips on his again.

pulling away with a smile, you licked your lips before speaking up. “so, we’re not just roommates after this. right?”

“i sure hope not.”

[haechanhues]

you have two boyfriends. one’s fake and the other a secret. one is avoiding love whilst the other is slowly opening himself to it. a story in which one’s cowardice, another’s insecurities and your own volition leads you here, overwhelmed and exhausted, in the middle of two best friends.

so, this is a thank you to everyone that read ‘Just Say It’ thank you for being here for the journey. Here’s a couple ‘behind-the-scenes moments’ and a few ideas that have been otherwise scrapped or not explored at all. there are also a few missing, but you’ll more than likely see those in other stories if you’re interested. 

masterlist 

taglist: @soobin-chois @penny-quinn @brit97 @bestleeknowstan @hhjkji @skzgallll @aspenwritesstuff @amara-mars @midsoulz @flvr4ane @01liacore @septicrebel @sheiiy

THANK YOU 

First and foremost 

To those on the taglist - my god thank you. Sincerely from the bottom of my heart - the fact that you were all on this - really helped me make a move on. Usually I want to see every series completed but it felt like I had loyalty to you guys so thanks :) 

Also, not only to those on the taglist but to those who reblogged, commented, liked, read this fic I’m sincerely grateful to you too. There were so many of you and I felt immense love and fondness for you all. 

This was probably the most fun I’ve ever had building and uploading a fic on here and it was a whole ass journey and I got so much love that I could hardly believe it. I still can’t. In saying that there were times where I did have a bit of a stutter and/or there were setbacks in my own life that made it difficult to even look at this story. 

Storyboarding this fic was the most stressful thing in all honesty. It took a long time. 

ORIGINALLY 

 I had the idea of a fake boyfriend and a secret boyfriend in one. I can’t quite remember what the initial picture I had in my head of this fic was but there were a few driving scenes(?) of this story; 

‘THAT’S THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN YOU AND I Y/N I DON’T GET A NEW GIRLFRIEND TO GET THEM TO FUCK OFF’ 

Han was always going to be her first love that she had before him and it was never going to be explored. 

Han and Y/N were always going to kiss at that group date (carnival was just the thing that popped up in my head) and Minho was always going to see it. ‘YOU CHEATED ON ME Y/N, RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY FUCKING FACE.’ 

The fake ‘acting’ part was always going to happen. I remember dreaming about it honestly. Though it was never actually supposed to be for this fic. It just happened and I thought it fit. It just didn’t pan out how I initially thought it would. Admittedly though I’m torn between wanting it to be the way I dreamed it would and this version. 

I also didn’t necessarily want Y/N to be hated on, I wanted to see if the guy would be hated on for a change. 

‘I don’t want him, I want you!’ 

‘When did you get so dumb? It’s always been you, you daft scrambled egg.’ 

This was also supposed to be for Heeseung (ENHYPEN) and someone else but I was in the middle of a Lee Know brain rot and I found myself imagining him. 

ALSO as I was storyboarding - I wanted to leave my options open on the ‘who’ and would first write it as ‘fake boyfriend does this....’ or ‘secret boyfriend doesn’t...’ but then as I got further and further in my head it would always be Lee Know. 

Funnily enough I initially wanted Hyunjin to be the fake boyfriend character and at first would put his name down. But it just kept springing back to Han and I would write his instead. I entertained the idea of others but Jisung was just so loud and proud and so ‘fake boyfriend/first love’ that I couldn’t not do it. He was perfect. I still must have something in me that replaces writing Hyunjin’s name with Han’s in this story. 

WHAT HAPPENS AFTER / OTHER IDEAS 

Admittedly I imagine that the two marry and/or just live totally into each other for the rest of their lives. 

A LOT of you were into the whole poly idea though. So many of you. I didn’t even plan for them to be like that but hey! I entertained the idea - It could happen. There is definitely a chance. More than likely. They’d be very happy together. A lot of fun and cute jealousy - not at all by Jisung though, the darling. Very flirtatious relationship and so much care and significance. 

Though I can’t get further than that I’m sorry - but I can imagine that Jisung is more than happy currently to make either Minho or Y/N jealous by his relationship with the other and his presence and what it means to the both of them. Jisung is very important to them and he knows that. AND he will use it. 

Does Jisung find love? I don’t know. Simple as that. Maybe he does - quietly I assume. At his own pace. Just like always. But he’ll always remember the girl he loved (and for my poly supporters - the boy he also loved). 

What was Y/N’s song for Minho? Love Me Back - Ginette Claudette. I think both Love Me Back and Te Amo suit them perfectly.

Why couldn’t Minho tell Y/N he loves her? 

Well, I (both Minho and Y/N too) saw Minho as a work in progress when it came to being a boyfriend. Y/N knew Minho and knew what he was ‘like’ in the eyes of the public. He’s quite a cold person but it doesn’t make him any less warm and Y/N saw that. She nurtured that side of Minho and he became more comfortable with her to open himself up like that. Well, if you couldn’t tell, he loves Y/N from the very first chapter, maybe even before that. Deep down, he knows that. As discussed, he shows his love in other ways. But he’s still learning to be that boyfriend for Y/N. Unfortunately, he’ll always have doubts about himself when it comes to that. Always. For him saying ‘I love you’ is like the ultimate thing that Y/N wants to hear and for her, he wants it to be perfect. It takes a lot for him. But luckily, Y/N is in there for the long run. She trusts him. She knows him. She loves him and just wants to love him and be loved back. No matter how much. Yes, she may want to hear the words but if this is the way he loves, she’ll take it over the words any day. 

Man, I love them so much. 

Very self indulgent fic btw. Thanks Minho for being that guy. 

THE OTHER CHARACTERS 

So, Isa annoyed a few of you (oops). That wasn’t my intention at first, she was really just supposed to be a best friend who just understood and was there to give advice. Kind of like Seungmin’s character. Like this undeniable force of woman. However, I needed someone to help push it along. So....Isa <3 So she still remained an undeniable force - just in another form. 

Felix was hardly in this at all and I’m sad. I tried my best. 

So confession - I have a thing for side characters who are ‘evil’ but sweet and favouritism and protective. Basically Jeongin. He’s my baby and my little guilty pleasure. He was a treat to write about. If you’ve read ‘We Were Friends Once’ - Niki is basically his equivalent. I will be forcing myself to stop the next fic. Let’s see how long I can manage that for. He should’ve been spending more time with Changbin, tbh. Oh well. 

My dear man, Seungmin. Was supposed to be a bit meaner. Blunt, shall we say. But he came through with the advice, didn’t he? 

Hyunjin - well if he couldn’t be fake boyfriend, I had to bring him in another way shouldn’t I? There was always going to be a character from the ones ‘distanced’ from the fake boyfriend plot happening who was a bit too attuned and attentive. He should’ve been a bit more ‘fuckboy’ ish. I saw him as someone who was a very much a fuckboy/player wtv. He is. He’s just a lot smarter and a lot deeper than people tend to expect from him. He’s not loud about it either. 

Changbin! Ahh my guy who wears everything on his chest - so unabashedly himself. Known as the ‘dumb one’ but isn’t. He really isn’t. i think in my head I imagined him as the baby - even though Jeongin gets outwardly treated as a baby, I think behind-the-scenes, Changbin got babied the most. And in turn, he looks after people. He’s a lot more shy than you would think actually. His smile is always sweet and I didn’t want anything to take that away from him. Jeongin is the same. He may be the victim to Jeongin’s shit and Hyunjin’s shit stirring but in the end these are the guys that will be first in line to protect him. 

Chan - okay now - Yoon was a bit of a surprise character, even for me. Okay? I did not even think of Yoon. She’s the ‘assignment partner’ from one of the first chapters that hated him, remember? She didn’t have a name at first because she wasn’t supposed to. He was supposed to be a lot quieter on Twitter and have a bit more of a dark presence but *bright* in the group chat. But Yoon was introduced and I thought it was cute. 

Sieun - remember her? she’s alive and well. Most likely moved on. Yes, she did figure out that Minho liked the girl in a to-be-later-found-out fake relationship and wished him luck. Not necessarily supporting but not at all unsupportive. I didn’t want to make her outwardly very annoying nor mean either.

The Randoms - There was never just 3 people, they were very very random. I just wanted to only make 3 accs to see the change in speaker. But even I started seeing them as 3 people so I don’t blame you if you guys think the same. 

Anti-Minho-Turned-Minho/YN-Shippers - somewhere along the way these lot were created. I didn’t want the whole hate on the girl thing to happen so I reversed it instead. Minho definitely got a lot more hate and was a lot more haunted by his reputation and who he is when he’s (if you think about it) vulnerable. It’s also a shame that only when his and Y/N’s relationship went more and more public did they finally let off. And I’m proud of him for moving on. Such a baby. 

NOW TO LET YOU GO 

My favourite chapter was Chapter Forty Five : hope you’re hungry. I’m sad though because I did have to cut down which actually had me really distraught. In saying that during drafting I hated the chapter before it but it actually became one of my faves.

Also the movie is ‘Blinded By The Light’ which if you haven’t seen it, I’d totally recommend it and tell me what you think about it because I want to know. 

When I started adding more chapters and I thought of things, I was surprised by how fucking cute I saw some of these moments and when the characters fleshed out and I actually got to write it? Unreal. 

But like, honestly my face when I thought of ways Minho was going to grovel and attempt to get Y/N back? The cutest time. I literally hid away in my blanket, I thought it was so cute. The romantic in me came out.

Did I mean for 3 members of STAYC to feature in this fic? None at all. I’ve always wanted Isa to be a best friend. Sieun was someone I recognised from so many dramas and she has a sweet face. So it felt like a tribute. Yoon though, she was purposely picked...but not really? It was her name and not her face. 

Also Y/N’s mum is basically my own 😂 but thanks for everything guys.

Thanks for reading :) 

Don’t leave meeeeeeeeeee

I don’t want to say goodbye. 

SEE YOU LATER <3 

[yunhobug]

Choi Soobin brain rot

[webangchan]

i just need you to think about yeonjun and soobin, okay?  imagine one day, yeonjun is annoyed at soobin for something or the other, and just to be a little shit, he takes you into soobin’s room and rails you on his bed.  once you and yeonjun are done, he doesn’t bother tidying up and leaves soobin’s bed an absolute mess.

soobin comes home, the apartment is empty, and when he goes into his bedroom and sees his bed he’s very confused at first.  his room stinks like sex and just as he’s about to curse out loud, he sees a little something half hidden under his pillow.  when he pulls it out, he finds a pair of your panties.  the panties you were wearing before yeonjun practically ripped them off of you.  soobin knows that this was done on purpose.  the sex on his bed and the panties.  his crush on you is quite obvious even though he tries to hide it; yeonjun is very perceptive.  but instead of soobin being annoyed, he’s aroused beyond belief.  he doesn’t even undress, just falls face first onto his bed and breathes in deep.  the scent of you and yeonjun mixed in with his own musk is making him dizzy.  with your panties pressed to his face he starts rutting against the bed and cums like that a few minutes later, soiling his pants and underwear.

yeonjun gets a text from soobin an hour later that simply contains two words.

“thanks, hyung.”

[kyufessions]

vulnerability

synopsis: you’re taking care of your couch-ridden boyfriend

genre: fluff

pairings: idol, boyfriend! jiung x g.n. partner

word count: 0.6k

a/n: i have heavy piwon brain rot and i heard jiung loves cats BUT is also allergic to them, so i came up with this. idk if he’s actually allergic but for the sake of the story we’ll pretend he is lmao. enjoy ~

general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois @jungsusvillain

“baby, that’s your tenth sneeze in a row.” you mumbled with a pout, your eyes sad at the sight of your loving boyfriend curled up under the yellow fuzzy blanket on your living room couch. his eyes and nose red, hair a mess as the pile of tissues surrounding him grows bigger and bigger with each passing minute. “you should’ve never gone to that cat cafe, now look at you.”

he shakes his head in disagreement as he blows his nose into a soft tissue, placing it into the trash bin on the floor but missing it by a mere inch. “but they’re too cute, i couldn’t help it.” he reaches over to the coffee table with an old man grunt, snatching his phone and pulling up a video of the cat he took. “look! see!”

you walk behind the couch, leaning over the back of it to have a closer look at his screen as you watch him scratch the cat lovingly. suddenly you watch him stop scratching under the cat's chin, the creature then licking at jiung’s hand looking as comfortable as ever in his presence. the short video brought a smile to your face, making you wish you’d be able to own a pet cat without having to deal with the repercussions of an allergic boyfriend.

“what was the cat's name?” you questioned, looking down at him as he scrolls at the few pictures of the cat he has saved in his camera roll.

he looks up as if to recall, but shifts his body to face you and shrugs. “i forget, i’ll ask theo late-“ he stops mid-sentence to sneeze into his hoodie sleeve, making you take a step back to escape his germs.

“i’ll tell the guys you can't make practice tonight.” you say as you walk towards the kitchen to text them from your phone. jiung groans in the back, telling you he feels perfectly fine between tiny sneezes. “baby, you can’t leave the house like that! especially not in this cold weather.” you press the send button on your screen as you walk back over towards the door frame to lean against it.

when you finally look up from your screen, you see a defeated jiung making dramatic grabby hands in your direction. “can we at least cuddle and have soup?”

you laugh at how soft he’s being, liking this different side of jiung a little bit. sure, he shows his vulnerable side to you more often than most people since you’re his significant other but this is different. “yes, but no kisses. i don’t want to get sick.”

“i’m not sick it’s just allergies!”

“i don’t want your germs.”

“we’ve done much more than kiss and now when i’m sick all you think about is my germs?”

rolling your eyes as his laughter fills up the background, you shuffle back into the kitchen and make two bowls of chicken noodle soup with your matching tumblr cups full of ginger ale. you weren’t feeling sick per say, but you didn't want to eat something jiung wasn’t able to. on the food tray, you place two allergy pills and a water bottle before making your way over to the couch next to your boyfriend.

“here, eat up.” you say as he sits up fully, tiny sneezes following after one another.

for the remainder of the day, you both cuddled on the couch eating soup and watching disney films as his head lay in your lap. as night approached, you heard him falling in and out of a deep sleep. the heat in your cheek rises as you hear your name pass his lips in his sleep almost inaudibly, turning the corners of your lips into a small smile. as much as you hate seeing your boyfriend suffer from cute tiny kitten creatures, you love taking care of him when he’s feeling temporarily physically weak for the sole purpose of enjoying taking care of him the way he always tends to take care of you.

[kyufessions]

mi amor

synopsis: keeho attempts to grab your attention as you write your essay

pairings: boyfriend! keeho x hispanic/latino! g.n. reader

genre: domestic fluff

word count: 0.4k

a/n: just a silly little thing i thought of during my piwon brain rot

general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois

there you sat at your desk, an annoying keeho sprawled across your bed making dramatic whines from lack of attention. you had an essay due in five hours and although you were mostly done with it, you were also a perfectionist that needed to pass this class in order to graduate on time next semester. twiddling the pen between your fingers, the creak of your boyfriend shifting positions in your bed once more went in through one ear and out the other. with keeho’s busy schedule and yours as well, finding time to spend with another during finals weeks was even harder than it should be. sure, bring in your presence made him smiley and giddy, but being able to hold you and smother you in physical affection was what he’d prefer.

“mi amor.” he groaned, his elbow propped up on the bed as his chin laid in the palm of his hand. no response, not even movement. “un beso, por favor.”

eyes widened, you swivel your chair slowly to look at a your smirking boyfriend. “¿perdón?”

his eyes matched your widened ones. “what?”

your laughter filled the room, setting down your pen next to your open laptop. “where'd you learn spanish from?”

a small chuckle left his lips, his eyes crinkling at the corners with his growing smile. “a little lady called duolingo and google.”

you shake your head, standing up to your feet from your chair and moving towards your boyfriend on the bed. “your spanish is so cute.” you position your legs on either side of his hips, smiling down at him as you place multiple kisses across his face as he smiles up at you happily. “you don’t have to learn it for me though, babe.”

he shrugs beneath you, placing his hands on your hips and rubbing small circles into them. “i want to, your reaction when i started speaking it was way too cute.”

rolling your eyes, you place your lips on his. lips moving in sync, you place your hands on either side of his face and run your fingers through his hair. smiling into the kiss, you gradually pull away and flutter your eyes open to a pouting keeho.

seeing you tilt your head in confusion, he decides to respond. “only one kiss?”

nodding, you place a teasing kiss to his neck before laying your head on his chest. “that’s all you asked for.”

his fingers play with the bottom of your hoodie as he places a soft kiss to the top of your head. “i gotta work harder at duolingo, then.”

[kyufessions]

pastel box

synopsis: you take an evening stroll with your boyfriend, jooyeon, when he ends up surprising you with a little something

pairings: idol, boyfriend! jooyeon x g.n. reader

genre: fluff >:(

word count: 0.8k

a/n: literally got this idea as i scrolled on tumblr during work 😭 shoutout to my jooyeon brain rot. also i’m sorry if this isn’t that good, i’m trying to get better at mushy gushy romantic writing 💀

general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois @jungsusvillain

“sit! sit!” your boyfriend instructs loudly, his excitement booming off the walls with the brightest smile you’ve seen him had in a while.

you couldn’t help but laugh at his antics, wondering what exactly he was up to. following behind him as he pulled you towards an unoccupied park bench. as you sat down next to jooyeon on the bench overlooking han river, you watched him pull out a small pastel yellow box from a tote bag he had been carrying around with him all afternoon. the sun was shining brightly in the mid-afternoon sky, no clouds in sight as you enjoyed a carefree afternoon with him. jooyeon had noticed how secluded you seemed to be lately, the end of the spring semester making you stressed and overworked on top of maintaining a full time job at the music store down the road from your local college. when he noticed you both had the day off, it took quite a bit to convince you to get you out of your tiny yet cozy studio apartment but he has succeeded nonetheless.

“is that my tote bag?” you asked him as he placed the box on your thighs, eyes darting back and forth between him and the seemingly familiar tote bag.

“that’s not important.” he replies, his smile never faltering for even a moment. “now open it, please!”

you laugh between ‘okay’’s as you open the box, noticing how he decorated it in cute little stickers with your name written beautifully on the box. “A+ for presentation.” you joke, sending him a small smile before opening up the box to find multiple random items. you were confused, looking up at him with a grateful yet confused state. “what’s all this?”

he took your one hand in his, rubbing his thumb across your knuckles. “i started doing this thing where if i saw something that reminded me of you, i’d buy it! you see,” he turns the box around, fishing out a pompompurin keychain and holding it in his free hand to show you. “i know you love pompompurin, so whenever i saw anything related to him i would buy it! along with some other things.” he turned the box back around to allow you to look through it properly, his eyes sparkling as he watched you look through it.

he watched you squeal with excitement with each new item you saw, half being pompompurin while the other half were items you remembered seeing online or in store. as you rummaged through it for a few minutes, there sat jooyeon with his bottom lip between his teeth as you got closer to the bottom. at the bottom sat a black velvet box, worries filling your head as you saw it. he wasn’t proposing, right? i mean, you loved the man and all but it’s barely been a year. regardless, you slowly opened the box and noticed a familiar looking necklace. it was simplistic yet eye catching, the yellow rhinestones on the chain glistening under the spring sun. running your thumb over the metal paper airplane, you noticed a small engravement on one of the flaps and squinted your eyes to make it clearer.

jooyeon chuckled at the sight, admiring your utter confusion. “it’s my initials with our date engraved underneath. i got us matching ones but mine has your initials.” he dug his hand under the neck of his shirt, pulling out the necklace you’ve seen him wearing religiously for the last few weeks.

“how long have you had this?” you questioned, unable to contain your smile and subtle tears poking at the corner of your eyes.

your boyfriend noticed this, taking his one hand and swiping away any tears before they could fall. with a chaste kiss to your forehead, he finally responds. “a few months, i think i hid it well.”

“where’d you hide it at?” you ask as he grabs the necklace from your hands, helping you put on the necklace as you turn around to make it easier for him.

“you know the third drawer down with the socks and underwear?” seeing your eyes widen as you turned around made him let out a laugh. “no no, it didn’t touch them. it was in a separate baggie in the very bottom below everything.”

you nodded, fiddling with the necklace between your fingers as you pecked his lips softly. “that’s smart because you know i’d never go in there.” you smile at him, staring down at the box of goodies once again. “why a paper airplane?”

slipping his hand into yours once more, he brings his lips to back of your hand and places a gentle kiss to it. “so whenever i travel, i’ll always be with you!”

you had never felt more lucky to have someone like jooyeon in your life, let alone someone so thoughtful and caring. maybe saying yes to being his significant other in that random record store almost a year ago wasn’t the worst idea.

[kyufessions]

snow flurries

pairings: idol. boyfriend! keeho x g.n. reader

genre: fluff !

word count: 0.6k

a/n: keeho brain rot + obsessed with sza’s new album so why not

general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois

finishing up the dinner you made for your date night in with your boyfriend and sza’s newest album blasting through your mini speaker on the dining table, you hear the front door open and close gently accompanied by the shuffling of shoes being taken off. a smile creeps across your lips as you bring the two full plates of food towards the archway of the kitchen, looking over to see your bundled up boyfriend hang up his winter coat and scarf on the hooks by the front door.

“hey babe! dinner’s ready and i already pulled up the movie on the TV, all you gotta do is get cozy and i’ll pour us some drinks-“

he spins around and interrupts you mid-sentence with a bag in his hand, a bright yet goofy smile on his face. “i bought us something!” before you can question what it is, he shuffles over to you with his mittens still on his hands as he pulls matching pajamas out from the tote bag.

noticing your hands still full of food, keeho sets down the bag and quickly grabs the two plates. he walks over to the coffee table and sets them down gently before running over to you with his smile never faltering for a second. swiftly, he picks back up the bag and pulls them back out to show you.

“i got christmas ones since it’s our first christmas together, thought it’d be cute.” keeho admits as he hands you the pajama set, you just standing there feeling loved from this simple action. “go change, i’ll switch into mine and pour us the drinks.”

you do as he insists and make your way towards the bathroom with laughter, hearing him behind the closed door moving around as you change into the matching christmas pj’s. surprisingly, the clothes fit pretty well. they were a bit snug on your arms but besides that, they felt comfortable. they even looked cute with little snowmen printed across red and white polka dotted fabric. as you buttoned up the last button on the top, you threw your dirty clothes in the hamper and made your way back into the living room to see keeho placing two mugs full of hot cocoa on top of coasters.

hearing you giggle at how he looked in them, his head shot up in your direction. an automatic smile spread across his lips at the sight of you, walking over towards you and cupping your face in his hands. “you look really adorable, you know that?”

you kiss his lips a little longer than you should, bringing your hands from your sides to place on top of his. every time his lips fell on yours, you swore it felt like the missing puzzle piece you miraculously found by some grace of God. he drew small circles into the apple of your cheek with his thumbs as he gradually pulled away, already missing the feeling of your lips on his. for a few moments, all that could be heard was heavy breathing and sza’s love language playing softly in the background. everyday you were falling for this man in front of you, his forehead pressed up against yours as the corners of his lips turned upward from joy.

for the rest of the night, you both took photos and videos together in between watching movie after movie on hulu. midway through as his head laid rest on your shoulder, his arm wrapped around your waist, the window beside the TV displayed small snow flurries falling onto the windowsill. maybe giving the idol trainee on your train ride home from work a chance wasn’t the worst idea after all.