#ft: jongin

[happykjd]

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[dilxcc]

to be honest ᡣ𐭩 kim jongin

fluff, slight angst, jealousy pushed jongin to confess 😔, friends to lovers, grammatical error

jongin x f!reader

a/n okay so i decided that i would just write my exo fanfic here too

the party were bustling with people. some were socializing with jongin while the others try to socialize with others instead. despite all these people talking to him, his mind wander elsewhere, your new dress engraved in his head. his eyes always flicking around the room, trying to find your figure and if possible, not leave it anymore.

his heart skipped a beat when his eyes landed on you. though his heart ached at the sight of you laughing at the jokes suho had been making. seriously, he isn't even that funny. jongin scoffed, an ugly feeling of jealousy brimming up.

he took a bite from his birthday cake aggressively, eyes not leaving any details that you made. the way your eyes crinkled when you laughed or the way your teeth showed when you smiled widely.

something inside him snapped when he sees suho's hand resting on your lower back. he excused himself from his table and stride over to where you. without saying a word, he grabbed your wrist and basically dragged you towards somewhere quiet. "jongin-"

he pushed you against the wall, his face slightly hurt with a pout plastered on his lips. "why were you laughing at his jokes?" he questioned. during this moment, he was basically wearing his heart out on his sleeve. "because it was funny? what's wrong, jongin?" you asked softly, slightly concerned by the sudden change in his behaviour.

his grip on your shoulder tightened a little. "but suho-hyung isn't even that funny!" he insisted. "you didn't laugh at my joke that hard. so why..?" he asked again, more softly now. "jongin-" you slipped out of his grip and take one of his hand in yours. "your jokes are funny. they always makes me laugh. you always know what to say to cheer me up," you smiled. "you really don't have to be jealous,"

"then why did you let him put his hand on you?"

"because he wasn't flirting like other guys?" you tilted your head. "what's wrong? this isn't like you at all?" you asked again, your concern had been doubled as time passes. jongin closed his eyes before facing away from you, his hand slipping out of your grip. "it's nothing," he muttered. you knew that he was still pouting even though he is faced away from you. "it's not nothing if it got you acting like this,"

he faced you again, his face were slightly frowned and he couldn't meet your eyes this time. "that's because i like you! why can't you see it?!" he raised his voice slightly. you could see his hands clenched tight and his body were trembling slightly. "you like me?" your eyes widened.

your eyes softened, one of your hands caressed his face while the other held his clenched fist. "look at me," you said softly. "i like you too," you smiled. "so please, you don't have to be jealous again. or be sad again," you kissed the tear that had slipped on his cheek.

[lilacsongs]

“i'm  not  crossing  a  line.  you  are.” / @artisn

[fadinglights]

continued from here, @vicletnight

jongin  remains  uncertain  about  how  much  he  should  divulge.  should  he  simply  pretend  he  heard  nothing?  but  he  has  never  been  as  skilled  of  an  actor  as  the  talented  individuals  he  works  closely  with,  and  he  finds  himself  utterly  incapable  of  maintaining  a  poker  face.  the  act  of  feigning  obliviousness  becomes  exponentially  more  challenging  in  the  face  of  her  fabricated  explanation  —  there  is  no  fight  scene  scheduled  for  tomorrow,  as  he  would  undoubtedly  know,  considering  he  is  the  author  of  the  script.  her  unexpected  question  makes  his  eyes  widen  and  there  is  a  pronounced  pause  before  he  finally  responds.  "way  too  much,  honestly."  he  admits,  his  nervousness  palpable.  swiftly,  he  rummages  through  his  bag  to  retrieve  a  pack  of  tissues,  which  he  promptly  offers  to  her,  his  gaze  unmistakably  empathetic.  he  would  certainly  understand  the  desire  to  be  left  alone,  as  that  is  likely  what  he  would  crave  if  he  were  found  in  a  similar  state,  but  he  wonders  if  that  would  be  the  most  considerate  course  of  action.  "here  you  go."  he  says  gently.

[wolfsmot]

# CONTINUACIÓN : ‘ escuché algo… ’ voz baja, abrazándose a sí misma y casi temblando; no sabe si es por el miedo o porque salió de la cama sin nada más que su ligera pijama. ‘ ¿estás seguro? porque los últimos cinco minutos llevo escuchando pasos y ruidos y siento que me estoy volviendo loca. ’ tiene el pomo de la puerta entre sus manos, pero no se anima a girarlo ni hacer nada más. no hay la valentía suficiente en su pequeño cuerpo. ‘ no creo poder volver a dormir. ’ / @bitterswects .

[peachesvanilla]

Bad boy, Sad girl

Pairing: Kim Jongin x reader

genre: college au! popular!Jongin, fluff, romance

Warnings: none

Inspirations: Bad boy, sad girl by seulgi ft be'o' and a prompt list

“Oh my god!” I suppress my giggle reading the female lead antics. Cupping my mouth, I gasp. That didn’t happen just now. 

A thunder booms across the sky jolting me awake from the book. Heavy downpour of rain made it hard to decipher which is which on the road. I think that’s the reason for the usually busy cafe to be empty besides me. 

I sip on the hot chocolate, enjoying each sip under the well lit area, rain and thunder sounds, and I have my book. Isn’t this the perfect place for a reader? It’s heaven. 

“What are you reading?” Someone asks in my ear, startling the hell out of me. The hot chocolate spills on my hand and my skin burns from the hot content. “Fuck.” 

“Shit.” He stretches his long muscled arm to the next table and grabs some tissues. He gently pats the tissue on my hand. His long strands of hair poking his brown eyes, veins running down his tan arms makes my heart skip a beat. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have sneaked up on you.” 

His melodic voice calms my insides. But why does all of this feel like I have known him from somewhere, and that too known him so well. I tilt my head to the side trying to get a clear view of his face. He must have understood my struggle because he smiled, turning to me as he tended to my hand. 

The fuck is happening. This shouldn’t have been happening. He can’t be here out of all. 

“We-hel-hi!” I stumble for coherent words. Okay, how bad is it to remember a basic ‘hi’ brain?! “No, hi.” I gently smile, tucking my hair behind my ear. “Jongin.” 

His eyebrow shorts up, his lips tilting up in a smug grin. Of course. He didn’t even introduce himself and yet I know his name. Well if that doesn’t feed the ego of the bad boy of the university what will? 

“You know me.” That’s not even a question. “That’s unexpected.” He drags the chair from my table, turns it around and sits, resting his cheek on the back of the chair. “Stuck in the rain?”

I check the window, the rain water slides down the window glass in a heavy flow. My insides sing when a silent lightning lights up the whole sky. I close my eyes anticipating the sound. The loud rumble almost shakes up the cafe. My smile only grows bigger. 

“No.” I reply to Jongin. “I am enjoying the rain.”

He hums, his eyes shining under the fluorescent lights. His shirt is damp, so is his hair. If you squint one can see a water droplet sliding down his cheek slowly from his hair strand. He is still in the same brown t-shirt he was wearing during the classes. 

“What’s the book about?” He asks again, tapping his fingers on the said book. 

“Nothing of your interest.” I mumble, flipping the ends of the pages through my thumb. “Just a silly little romance.” The words are a lost whisper now. 

“Can I read the description?” He is already dragging the book out of my hand. His warm fingers brushing mine in a slow motion. “Romance is my forte.” He winks. 

Okay, my heart, stop the fuck down. I mean no don’t stop because I may die then but please do slow down. And butterflies in my stomach too. It’s a daily thing for him to wink or brush hands. Same as breathing. 

The little smile on his lips doesn’t disappear as his eyes slide down the description. His full lips, the bow on his upper lip fascinates me, how can one have beautiful lips? And seeing him laugh in live releases a thousand butterflies in a second. He opens a random page in the middle of the book. His eyebrow shots up to the roof, his eyes flicking to me, the spark in his eyes is mischievous. 

God, what page is he on? It’s a spicy book. How did I let the book slip away from me? I do an excellent job in hiding my guilty pleasure books from the outside world.

Maybe you were busy drooling at him. Or his lips. Or his smile. 

There’s no need to remind me of that fact, brain. Ugh, how to get my book back. I clasp on to the edge of my book, grabbing it. But his vice grip on it doesn’t make it easy as I thought it would be. 

“Give it back.” I ask, still pulling. 

“Wait.” He reads the contents in a hurry, “I’m on an interesting part.” 

“No.” I hold his wrist trying to pry away his iron grip on the book. “Please, Jongin.” 

He freezes in his movements for a second, I easily grab my book from him and stuff it into my tote bag. He watches my movements in interest, like a kid watches a cake in the oven. 

“You go to my university.” He plucks my id hanging on the tote bag. “Interesting picture.” 

My mood sullens at his words. “We go to the same class.” I snatch my ID back and stuff it into my bag. I don’t see his surprised face, and play with the half filled cup. 

I know he doesn’t know me. He is the Jongin who has half of the campus behind him(this is exaggeration but anyway). In my defense I even sat on the first bench at least he should have noticed in passing. But given the fact he rarely comes to the class and takes the back door often can make him miss her existence in the class. 

“Jongin! Hurry!” His friend, Kyungsoo, shouts from the entrance of the cafe. 

Jongin stands up from the chair, and rearranges it back into the table like a perfect gentleman. He waves to me, “bye. It was fun talking to you.” Without even waiting for my bye or acknowledgement of his words he runs to the door.

My two minute happiness evaporates seeing my crush leave me just like that. Such a bad boy he is. How can he leave that way? Leave a girl all alone in a deserted cafe. I look back through my shoulder, his broad back makes me sigh again. Can’t I have him in my life? Can I have him in my life? The thunder rumbles again, and he turns around at the same time. He tilts his head a little and grins. 

There goes my heart. 

[aqupisrecs]

[ ● FIC REC ] FILE NAME : KAI / KIM JONG-IN

CONTENTS : M - Mature, ✰ - Favorites, ⚘ - Fluff, ♧ - Angst

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Going Live > </ ✰ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Kisses #1 > </ ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Sweet Cherry ft. Taemin > </ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Home Alone > </ ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Dumbification/Degradation > </ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Confession > </ M ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Play Time > </ M ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Barista Boy > </ ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Yes, Sir ft. Sehun > </ ✰ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Martymachlia > </ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Incubus > </ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀We Found Love > </ ✰ ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Heat Wave > </ ✰ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Sleepy S*x > </ ✰ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Daddy > </ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Dirty > </ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Flirty Drunk > </ ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Watching Jongin Masturb*te > </ ✰ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Too Hot to Handle > </ ✰ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Sinner > </ ♧ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Kim Jongin as a Boyfriend > </ M ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Dad EXO Headcanon: A-Z > </ ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀6:51 AM > </ ✰ ⚘ >

Updated [ 2023 - July - 16 ]

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[proudahgase-exol]

Loving you is all I know.

Chanyeol x reader ft exo (angst)

Warning: cussing, mentioning of alcohol and cigarettes use.

Summary: you have a on/off relationship with Chanyeol It has been going on for four years now but this time it’s different you can’t take it anymore so you tell him how you really feel

Ps: if you like my work please like and reblog and comment if you like to 💞

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Y/n pov:

It happened again he ended the relationship he claimed that he was too busy to be with me but I wasn’t stupid I knew what he was up to by the many Instagram posts he would publish with another girl at clubs.

It sucked, to be honest, it hurt me so much especially since I’m his group assistant I was in charge of getting the boys from point A to point B I had to make sure they were always in time for everything so I pretty much had to see him every single day.

Now you might be asking why I always take him back and well that’s because I love him I've been in love with him since he debuted and there’s no other man like him i don’t want another man I wish I could stop loving him but loving him is all I know.

A few weeks ago he broke up with me for what feels like the million time it’s sad especially since his members pity me they give me This sad smile or when he is in the room with a new girl the boys try to make sure I’m okay.

Today I saw him again with of his many girls I can’t understand how it’s so easy for him to just throw me out like I’m garbage and even easier to come to look for me when he can’t find a new fuck toy it brakes my heart but I’m so fucking stupid that I keep letting him hurt me.

I was so sick of seeing him like that cline I was nothing like I was never part of his life when I went home I took a long bath with a bottle of wine trying to drink my pain away trying to forget his handsome face.

When I got out of the bath I got changed and walked to the back yard and sat down looking at the sky then I lit a cigarette I was never the girl that drank and smoked but after the third time of the many times Chanyeol broke up with me I try to find a way out a way to forget him and alcohol and cigarettes did the trick and every time we got back together I did stop.

As the days passed the guys started to notice a change in me I thought I had been hiding my alcohol and cigarette problem well but Kyungsoo found out he was gained to question me than the rest of the guys heard all the commotion and also started to question me luckily chanyeol still haven’t gotten here.

“Hey, have you been drinking?” Asked Kyungsoo

“N no,” I said turning away

“Yes you have I can tell and you also stink like cigarettes y/n wtf why would you do that,” he said racing his voice

“I haven’t now cat you stop,” I said turning back to face him

“Hey, what’s going on why are you guys yelling?” Junmyeon asks walking over to us

“She’s been drinking and smoking and don’t try to deny it I know what a hangover looks like and I can also tell what cigarettes smell like,” Kyungsoo said with disappointment

“Is that true? Y/n why would you do that” Minseok walking over to my side

“Don’t worry about me go get your stuff so I can tell you home” I said trying to change the subject

“Hey I know it’s about Chanyeol Hyung but don’t ruin your life like that for him trust me we hate him for what he’s been acting,” Sehun said walking up to me and hugging me

“I will get over this eventually but if this is the way it’s helping me then so let me it’s my life, not yours,” I said pushing Sehun away from me

“Hey what’s up guys what did I miss,” Chanyeol said walking into the dance practice room

“I’ll way for you outside by the car,” I said walking away as I took a brand new pack of cigarettes out of my jacket

As I was walking out the door I saw Chanyeol walking behind me but was stopped by Baekhyun and Jongin

Chanyeol pov:

I watched as y/n walked out of the dance practice room and I also saw her taking out a pack of cigarettes I turned around and asked the guys about y/n

“Hey, how long have a y/n been smoking?” I asked them

“A long time why,” Kyungsoo said

“Why didn’t you guys tell me,” I said getting mad

“You don’t care about her so what’s the point of telling you we didn’t tell her anything because we thought it wasn’t hers since she was not the type of girl to get drunk and smoke,” Baekhyun said

“I do care about her who told you I don’t,” I said getting defensive

“Dude if you did you wouldn’t have brake up multiple times you would respect her and treated her like you love her but you don’t,” Sehun said annoyed

“I know it’s none of our business but why do you keep breaking up if you're gonna end up going back to her?” Junmyeon asked

“I- I don’t know at first it was because I thought she should be with someone better but then I just liked messing around with other girls then realized that I love y/n then I went back to her but now I don’t know anymore,” I said looking at the floor

“Well either you fix your shit or you will only end up losing her for good,” Jongin said walking out of the room

I saw the way the guys walk away not looking back at me I knew they cared for Y/n I know they are siding with her because the truth is I’m the asshole I don’t know what I keep on doing this I truly love her I just got so used to this routine and didn’t saw that not only was I hurting her but also my friends and I need to fix it if I still can.

When I walked out of the building the guys were already in the car so I got in but Y/n was nowhere to be seen nor was Minseok so I asked Jongdae who was next to me and Minseok had taken Y/n out for drinks I don’t know if she drink too.

She used to be this sweet shy girl who wouldn’t drink nor smoke every time I drank she would take care of me and tell me I shouldn’t drink that much now she’s different she’s not the y/n I knew and I know I was the one who made her this way.

When we got home I was pulled to the side by Junmyeon who started to yell at me he was angry so we were there with other guys and all I could think about was if y/n was okay.

“Are you listening to anything I’m saying?” Junmyeon asked

“Sorry what did you say,” I said looking at him

“I ask if it made you feel good walking around with a different girl every week right in front of y/n do you like the way she looks at you or does it satisfy you knowing that the girl cries every day?” He asked looking at me with so much anger

“No, I didn’t know I was hurting her like that I-“ I didn’t know what else to say

“You unbelievable Chanyeol that girl is broken she’s so far gone and I know for a fact that the old y/n will never return” I saw walking past me and pushing me with his shoulder

I was so fucked I knew the boys love her she’s been with us since the beginning they care for her like family and it scares me that I’m the one who messed this up I’m the one that hurt her and I hate myself for that but I’ll try to fix it I’ll try to apologize hopefully I could do it get her back for good

Y/n pov:

After I walked out of the building I lit up my cigarette I was trying to hide my tears but I just couldn’t it hurt so much to see him so happy I felt like I was disposable like I didn’t matter to him that how he’s making me feel

As k wiped my tears I heard someone running up to me and saw that it was Minseok when he got close he took my cigar off me and turned it out then hugged me

“Hey it’s okay to feel sad you can cry don’t hold your feelings back I’m here if you ever need to talk I’m always here you know you can call me if you want a drinking buddy just call me and be like oppa telsngo for a drink and I’ll happily join you,” he said as he hugged me and kissed the top of my head

“But you get busy and tired and I don’t want to bother you,” I said wiping my tears

“It’s okay I don’t mind being tired and if I’m busy I know Sehun will love to drink with you we both know he can’t say no to a few drinks,” he said joking

“Yeah you're right but still you guys get busy and I know you get tired at the end of the day,” I said looking at him

“Don’t worry it’s alright now let’s go I know this place where they make the best good and have good alcohol what do you say? Let’s forget about everything for a while?” I asked me

“Sure let’s go but who’s taking the guys home?” I asked worried

“It’s okay I told someone that you were feeling bad and that I had to take you home so they sent someone to take the guys home now let’s go,” he said pulling me by the arm

When we were At the restaurant, we ordered our food and drink we chatted and then he asked if I wanted to talk about Chanyeol so I did I told him everything from the first time we broke up till now it hard to say it but it feels good to have told some about it than I changed the topic not wanting to talk about Chanyeol anymore so we talk about the boys and Minseok’s new girlfriend.

After a few more drinks and crying over the past Minseok took me home with the help of one of my friends when I woke up the next day my head was hurting so I got up and went to the bathroom I got cleaned up and went to the kitchen for breakfast I took my time eating than my way to get change so I can go to the boys since today they had a group meeting for their new comeback.

When I got to the building the boys were already in the lobby wetting for me and when I got close I saw Chanyeol making his way to me but a guy stopped by Baekhyun Then Junmyeon walked up to me and told me where the meeting was gonna be so we made our way there.

The whole time chanyeol kept looking at me like he wanted to tell me something but I ignored him I looked away and tried not to make eye contact with him.

After the meeting was over the boys went to their dance practice and i went to have another meeting with the managers and stuff. After it was done I went to check on the guys to see if they needed anything they told me they were all good so I walked away and on my way out the door chanyeol ran up to me and asked if we could meet up at his place to talk he said he will be quick so I agreed curiously.

After a long day of work, I went to the guys again to ask them if I was taking them or if they were gonna do something else. They said they were going out for dinner and then for some drinks so to not worry I left and my way to Chanyeol’s place.

When we arrived chanyeol was pulling up as well I waited for him in the lobby of his apartments while he parked the car. After a while he walk in the lobby and told me to follow him as we walk into the elevator we just stood there in an awkward silence until we arrived to his floor that was on the 10th floor.

When we got to the apartment he told me to make myself at home and I just scuffed but walked and took a seat on his couch a few seconds after I sat down Zzar came running from somewhere in another room and ran to Chanyeol but then turned around and run to me she jumped on the couch.

“Oh hey zzar you still remember me your such a good girl,” I said petting her

“Wow seems like she still remembers you but how can she forget the person who walked her every day and gave her delicious treats” Chanyeol said walking out to us

“So let’s cut the bullshit and get straight to the point what do you want to talk about,” I said not wanting to be here anymore

“Oh yeah umm I wanted to apologize for everything I have cussed you for all the pain I have given you I know our relationship was on/off and I also know how much I hurt you by bringing all this girl around,” he said looking down at his shoes

“Chanyeol you broke my heart no move but multiple times an apology won’t fix all the hurt you did to me,” I said getting angry

“I know I’m sorry for all the hurt I'm really sorry I wish I could fix everything I wish I could go back and not have done what I did I wish we were still together,” he said crying

“Answer me with honesty…… why did you do it in the first place? Was I a bad girlfriend? Was I bad at sex did I not satisfy you enough? Was I not pretty enough or smart? Is it my lack of experience what do all of those girls have that I don’t why do they get to go home with you and why do I get to go home and cry myself to sleep thinking I was the perfect girlfriend” I said crying

“Have you been blaming yourself all this time? Did you think every time we broke up was your fault?” He asked whipping his tears that were still falling

“Yes, every single time I thought it was me I still think so…. Is it my fault” I asked in a quiet voice

“Oh god no baby it’s never Ben your fault no once it’s always been mine I've been so greedy I thought of myself and not one of you or your feelings I know it was a dick move on my part at first I thought I would be happier in a new relationship but after a few days I regret it than I come crowing back to you and for some reason, you always took me back so I did it again until it became a habit than I saw Minseok hyung with his girlfriend and I remember you I remember how that used to be us but I had to mess it up,” he said sobbing

“Why did you do it you regret it why didn’t you stop when you felt regret why did you keep doing it” I asked confused

“Because I’m so stupid because I thought you would always take me back after breaking you but then someone told me that at some point you will get tired that you will relies on that you deserve better so I had to stop it”

“Y/n why do you keep taking me back every single time I break your heart I hurt you and yet you still receive me with open arms why,” he asked looking at me

“Because after so long of knowing you of loving you…. You kind of become my everything how loving you is all I know that’s why I always take you back” I said smiling

“Why Cigarettes why alcohol that not you at all why fuck I fucked up so bad,” he said crying harder this time

“Cigarettes and alcohol were my way of forgetting about you for a while it was like my escape from reality it made me feel numb,” I said smiling sadly

“This time I promise you I will be better I will be honest I will be the perfect boyfriend I will treat you like you deserve to be treated,” I said moving closer to me and holding my hand

“Look chanyeol I don’t think I can do this anymore I can’t trust you I can let myself fall for your lies once again I don’t think I can go through this all over again in hurt I’m tired of this cycle

I don’t want to be in a relationship with someone who doesn’t love me like I love them” I said placing his dog on the couch and getting up

“Please I promise I will be better I will be the man you need and deserve please give me a chance I will be better this time I promise,” he said staying up as well

“I think you need to look for help because what you have been doing isn’t right take time off dating and messing around fix yourself,” I said looking up at him.

“If I do all that will you take me back will you give me a chance?” He begged

“I don’t know I need time to heal for all this I need time for myself I don’t want to give you hope because you did hurt me pretty badly,” I said looking away from his kicked puppy eyes

“I love you more than you think I do and I regret everything I have down I will do everything to fix everything I will fight for you I will make you fall in love with me it will be like a new start like getting to know each other for the first time hopefully I can make you fall in love with me once again and when I succeeded I will make sure to treat you like a queen to be the loyal boyfriend I should have been in the beginning I promise you that if it’s the last thing I do” he said hugging me tight

“Yeol I said it once before and I’ll say it again I love you and loving you is all I know but don’t push your luck and hope I know you are a good guy but I need healing and sometimes it might take years or forever I might move on from you.” I said giving him a sad smile

“Will you still work with us I will still get to see you right?” H eased hopeful

“This is my last week I will work for NCT there are a lot of boys that need my assistance you might see me around the building but I don’t guarantee that you will,” I said looking at him

“Oh I- “ I try to say something but stay silent

“Well, I have to go now I have a lot to prepare I won’t see you for the rest of the week I hope you have a good life and I hope you actually change l, bye Yeol I love you,” I said walking away from him and out of his apartment.

Chanyeol pov

I was so lost she was actually leaving me for good I was so late way too late for everything I should’ve apologized years earlier I should’ve never done anything I did I should’ve worshiped her when I heard her now I’m looking at her walk away from me and out my life as I did to her now it was my turn to pay for the pain I cause her it was my turn to suffer and feel everything she felt.

I was s,o stupid why did I think she would take me back like before Kyungsoo was right she would get tired and give up on me and she did she relished she deserved better and walked away and I didn’t blame her but I won’t give up I will fight for her I will wing her over and make thing right this time. For now I’ll be fixing myself first hopefully she doesn’t move on but if she does I won’t be mad I will make sure this new person in her life treats her better than I ever did.

- sorry if there’s any errors 🥺

[marvelous-llama]

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Sehun x f.reader high school!AU - angst, fluff, suggestive High school is supposed to be easy, right? Not when you are classmates with EXO. They are the typical bad boys, whipping girls off their feet with their looks. You hate bad boys ever since your step brother tricked you, you hate them with all your heart. One day Oh Sehun suddenly enters your life. You must babysit his younger sister, because he is an irresponsible bad boy. I guess there’s a thin line between love and hate...

My housemate's man by @shaalk

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defying contract by @myeoning-call

Sehun x fem!reader contract marriage, chaebol!Sehun - angst, smut The very hard life of a chaebol in Korea. Oh Sehun hated the control his family had over him and how he had to have a certain profile for the public eye. The slightest mistake could mean stock crashing for his family business. He had to be a good boy. But what happens when he falls in love with someone he’s not supposed to? Was it an older married woman? A man? No one knew, but he sure was going to use your presence to his favour to create the perfect aura his family was seeking.

[demure2]

Blood is Thicker Than Wine _ THREE

> BLOOD IS THICKER THAN WINE [MASTERLIST]

— 1930s au

— yandere neighbor!chanyeol x reader || ft. best friend!sehun

— genre: angst, suggestive

— warnings: language, alcohol use, cigarette/substance use, mental illness, anxiety, blood, older fella chanyeol, slightly drunk chanyeol, jongin makes an appearance, protective sehun, jealousy

— word count: 3.7k

— note: I'M SUUPER SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT! i just want to say thank you guys SO MUCH for the support, especially that one fic rec blog. you know who you are ;) made my whole week. i also got carried away and made this part have some suggestive parts, makes me feel like i have to include a smut in the finale now LOL, lmk. lastly, i know chanyeol doesnt prefer wine LOL but i thought that making him drink anything else would ruin the mood hehe. i hope you guys enjoy, always open to suggestions/criticisms! :)

You shake your head in disbelief, pushing yourself off your knees. Raising your right hand, in one quick motion, your palm meets his cheek. 

“Fuck!”

Chanyeol stumbles backward, pressing a cold left hand up to where you had collided. Pain spreads through you in unforgiving motions of heat, where your palm had met his cheek. “Baby,” he breathes, eyebrows furrowed together toward the ground, unable to face you. His hair is slicked back, but a few stray tendrils are glued to his forehead, damp with sweat. “No, no, no, baby. Don’t do this to me now,” he says cautiously, voice small. His chin tilts toward his heart, head leaning dejectedly against the palm of his hand. 

“You just met me!” You seethe through your teeth, still gasping for air from his kiss.

“You just met me. I’ve known you, baby. Sehun started to brag about you, weeks ago. It just made me so curious,” he pants, still holding his cheek. “Then I kept seein’ you throughout town. I was lookin’ for you, baby — I couldn’t help but like you.” You make out his expression in the dark, only to find it to be unreadable. He’s not mad at you nor especially irritated, eyes narrow and appraisive of your next action. He draws out a sigh, but his eyes are met with empty validation from yours, vacant of what he was searching for. “Brag about me, weeks ago? You don’t know Sehun.”

You turn roughly to where the door is to leave, but your step is restrained. You struggle to find your senses, anything alluding to what was happening, though it’s immediate on your wrist: Chanyeol’s slender, icy fingers are tightly wrapped around your ulna, forcibly turning your body to face his. You feel his ragged nails pierce your veins.

He roughly spits his words like venom. “You’re the one who doesn’t know him.”

“Let me fucking go!” You lift a leg to kick him, letting your skirt ride up your waist. But the fabric bunches right above your hip, where Chanyeol’s hand has already found your skin. 

He closes the distance between your bodies, pressing your head to his chest. He’s fantasized this in his head before, reveling at the supple touch of your chest pressing up against his, your breasts spilling out of your top. His hand right above your ass, your hips and core pressed up to his body. Your breath against his skin feels so sultry and seductive to him, but he’s quick to amuse the situation before he thought he might lose his will. “I’m so sorry, baby. I don’t mean to make you upset, I’ve got you now.” His voice is shamelessly low, meant for only you. “Can’t stop thinkin’ about you,” he purrs, voice getting caught in his throat.

Still pressing your forms together, Chanyeol sweetly hums. Your bodies are bound together with sweat, his almost dormant right arm still glued to his side. Desperately, you yank on his ear with your free hand. But it’s too late, as he pushes the back of your head closer onto him, gentle and cautious not to hurt you with his rough hands. “You know you don’t have to pretend like you hate me anymore, baby. Won’t you talk to me? I’m startin’ to get annoyed - you came here to say sorry.” A frown tugs at his expression, whispering in your ear now.

“I defended you Chanyeol, but you couldn’t keep your dick in your pants for even a night,” you speak small and innocently, yet laced with malice. You mumble your words, but they’re suddenly so direct, fragmenting the air like arrows of poison. “Let’s not forget my end of the deal, Chanyeol. I came here for Sehun, to find out what he was hiding from me. I never should have agreed to this —“

“Can’t you keep your mouth shut for five seconds about Sehun?” Chanyeol is practically pleading now, eyes closed in fractious stoicism, still and unmoving. “Can’t something be about you and me?”

His eyes glint, liable by the slight heartache panging inside of his chest. But he’s soothed by the fact he knows deep down you’re lying, and how easily he could have you. He exhales and blows the hair out of his face, abruptly feeling annoyed and upset with himself. He’d finally had you after weeks of watching, and now you’re mad at him?

So Chanyeol begs more, latching on to you closer. “I know, baby, I know. No more yelling. But you have to stay with me, okay? I’m so sorry. I never meant to hurt you, but men like me are stupid, you know? I just want you all to myself.” Chanyeol’s grip tightens around your waist, not releasing you for even a second.

You stifle your welling tears, still pressed up to his torso. “Why do you want me, Chanyeol?” 

Chanyeol smiles against your skin. “Because I’ve known you, baby.” The response makes you shudder. You wonder if he notices you shake against him.

He continues promptly, without hesitation. “I want you because I adore everything about you. It just gets me so mad, baby, ‘M sorry I don’t like your little boyfriend. Can’t help it, he’s just not a gentleman to you. You don’t know everything about him,” Chanyeol continues precariously, suddenly pouting. You can feel his heartbeat increase, the vibrations echoing against you. He feels deceptive, like a liar. That he was maybe just as bad as — or worse than — Sehun. You didn’t know everything about him, either. “You just don’t know half of it, baby.”

“I’m sorry I startled you, mister. Just wanted to go to the bathroom,” you shyly admit, voice small and unsure. “And to see if you were really asleep on that couch. Aren’t you uncomfortable?”

He lightly hums again, drawing shapes on your back with his index finger. It’s kind of awkward, rocking back and forth while standing in the dark, so you don’t say anything. “It’s okay. You can leave in the morning, baby, it’s still late now. Just be back for me by evening.”

⇒ 

“How does Chanyeol know you, Sehun?” 

Sehun swallows thickly, blinking. “I don’t know him, [Y/N],” he says while meeting your eyes. Slowly, he’s controlled, emotionless. 

“Then how does he know your name?”

Sehun sits upright, suddenly confrontational. “What do you mean he knows my name?” You let him stare at you like that, eyebrows furrowed blankly, biting his lip. His eyebrows aren’t tense or anything, which is usually the first sign he gets before he gets a full blown headache, but he feels uneasy.

You’d left Chanyeol’s house early this morning, slyly slipping through the front gate before the sun had risen, blue and before orange had streaked the horizon. You’d slept poorly that night, reluctantly having gone back to Chanyeol’s desolate guest room. As for Chanyeol, he’d unassumingly gone back to restlessly sleeping on the velvet sofa, worried you’d leave before morning once again. His eyes flutter open once; but by then, it’s six in the morning, and the sound of the tall iron gate closing has already concluded. 

“Did you boys know each other back then or something? He go to Heartland High?” You lean forward, a real possibility considering Chanyeol was only two years older than Sehun, and you, 4 years younger than Sehun.

“You don’t mean you’re talking to that bluenose that tried to blow my brains out with a rod — right? That’s why you wanted to walk home alone last night? That freak?” Sehun scoffs as he reclines back leisurely into the restaurant seat, though you know he’s setting you up for your own hypocrisy. “A senseless deduction, Sehun. M’ not talkin’ to anyone,” you hiss in response. The trinkets on your bracelet collide with the maple of the table as you speak, mocking your words while engraving them into the memory of the wood. You smirk, feeling in control. “He’s just a good kisser to me.”

“God, you kissed him?” Sehun sets down his glass, swirling the tart lemonade inside. He sits back up, eyes flashing a frame of desperation. “You serious, [Y/N]?”

“No, Sehun, I’m kidding,” you reply disinterestedly, knowing he’ll catch onto your guise.

Sehun loses his temper, pushing the table with both hands to heft his body weight completely up. “Half-paralyzed arm war-vet without a dame, town freak with a mansion. Can’t you see it, doll? Cash in the ditch America is in right now? He’s a rogue criminal, [Y/N].” And he smells faintly like wine, too. But you wouldn’t tell Sehun that.

A rogue criminal, huh?

“And I’m supposed to believe that you kissed him? What the fuck? I’m supposed to be protecting you. What will your mother think when she finds out that her young woman is whoring around? What do you see in that guy, even? You stopped callin’ him a freak ‘cause you think he’s a quick fuck instead?” Sehun interrogates you, looking down at your unbothered figure, still sitting dignified. He continues, enraged. “If you wanted to be fucked so badly, why didn’t you just tell me?”

You reply with a smug grin, refusing to look at him. “I’m not interested in having a bug constantly on top of my case, Sehun. I’m not whoring around, and if I was, it wouldn’t mean anything to you. It’s summer, give me a break. You reek today by the way, like gasoline.”

It makes him sick to his stomach to think about, Chanyeol pushing your face down into the bed as he fulfilled his own sick desires. A hypothetical situation that even you haven’t thought about.

He’s recently been contemplating the timeline before you would find out yourself about his friends at the car shop, too. He can only hide it for so long, after all.

He grits his teeth, jeeringly. “Don’t change the subject, doll. Can’t believe you’re so needy that you’ve resorted to giving that creep handys for a fistful of fifty cents,” he clicks his tongue to the roof of his mouth. “Thought you were better.”

Before Sehun is finished talking, you reach into your coat pocket with empty fingers. You toss the change onto a gingham napkin cloth, and abruptly heft your own body weight up. You vaguely smile. “Fistful of fifty cents.” 

Sehun looks up at you with wide eyes and protest, but keeps his mouth shut and hands at his temples, silently following your figure until it slips soundly out of the shop. The bells at the door jingle to ridicule him.

You catch sight of the time on the restaurant clock before you leave: 5:40 PM on the analog. You still had time to walk to the bakery and back to the Park estate. 

⇒

And so you twist the doorknob in a full motion with your free hand, unwavering certainty of it being unlocked. He didn’t get visitors, anyway.

You stumble into his doormat, but your face winces at the tart aroma of wine aerating around the manor. You accidentally drop the paper bag in your left hand in the process, cringing at its loud crinkling sounds. 

It was not illegal to consume alcohol. It was illegal to sell it. 1928’s alcohol prohibition. 

He’s sitting at the dining table, back faced to the door, silhouette broad. The tablecloth is absent of food or lit candles though, like it's seen brighter days. The chandelier is bleakly dusty above, and it swings haphazardly in an eclipse. The only thing left to console him was a glass - and a bottle - of Beringer Red Wine. It’s acerbic on his tongue and goes down his throat like acid, like tough love. 

You sneak along the dining room, still careful to not adjacent your body to his gaze, despite knowing he’d heard the bag dropping earlier. Chanyeol mutters cautiously, something along the lines of “what are you doing here, now?” when his head snaps up to relish your presence.

Suddenly, he stands up, unable to believe his eyes. “Mélis? Is that you?” The air is hazy and suffocating in the manor, only slightly illuminated by the evening moon streaming through the window. He pushes in his chair and steps toward you, extending his left arm, but you swat his hand away before it touches your face. “You have to leave now, Mél. I’m seeing someone.” 

You thought about taking advantage of the situation, whining your voice and pretending to be her. Your thighs squeeze together at the thought of his potentially regretful reaction, wishing it were directed toward you, instead. Does he miss her? Were you a distraction? Does he want her back? Chanyeolie, you miss me, don’t you? Of course I miss you baby, just let me get rid of the current girl I’m seeing! 

It didn’t sit well with you. “I - I’m not Mélis,” rubbing your sweaty hands on your skirt. You laugh nervously, “do you usually go for girls that look like me?”

His eyes widen as he absorbs your figure. “You’re right, you’re not Mélis,” he trails off, slowly. “M’ so sorry baby, was drinking a little. Wasn’t sure when you would come,” his gaze falters as it becomes more and more deplorable in itself. “Or if you would, at all.”

Light and acquiescently, the rain starts to patter outside. It forms hundreds upon thousands of tiny domes on the window pane, growing until they roll off. You don’t respond, so he changes the subject himself, shaking his head. “Would you get me a slice?” glancing down at the paper bag in your grip, designed with a large composition of illustrated baked goods and pastries. “Baby should eat with me too, since it’s baby’s gift after all.”

You had brought him a cinnamon sugar apple pie from the local bakery next door, set with a decorative lattice overlapping the filling on top. You’re gently elated when you see his dimples manifest, and his lips pressed into a thin line of sweet delight. His eyes rest shut as the syrup melts against his tongue. Some dribbles at the curve of his lip and trickles down his lip like spit. You can’t help but watch as he laps it up mindlessly, like a canine. “Does your right hand ever hurt, Chanyeol? Stuck to your side?”

“Can barely feel the elbow and arm up. Fingers are fine, so it’s gettin’ better. Doc said so. Just need time to train the muscle again.”

“Oh,” you smile. “That makes sense.”

“You know you can come by anytime, [Y/N],” he breaks the tension. “I’m sorry about earlier. It’s just that you move nice and quiet, and you make it smell like it did when I had a woman here. And I do like a flaky apple pie.” You smile softly, unsure of why you decided to get the pie for him in the first place. This doesn’t mask your mental recoil while thinking about his woman.

“Would you tell me more about her, Chanyeol? About Mélis?”

Chanyeol grumbles, “not interested. Was a real pain in the neck back then, met ‘er at the bar and she never left me. I think she taught me how to be crazy about someone. Now I won’t leave you alone,” he faintly chuckles. “Infatuated with you badly, baby,” he rambles on, still devouring the slice and still holding the sticky metal fork in his fist. Chanyeol wants you desperately, more than he can let on. His mind flashes to countless times before, pants strained against himself and jaw clenching at the thought.

Chanyeol changes the subject once again, afraid he might get carried away. “I want to take you somewhere important to me today, baby.”

“Where are we going?” You blindly inquire, unsure.

“To where I work. I think we could really, really, help each other out baby,” Chanyeol breathes. “You won’t tell anyone anything, right baby? Our secret?”

You nod, immediately. “Yes, our secret, mister.”

 You’re following Chanyeol outside to his garage in the next five minutes, a separate unit outside of his main property. A neat white shelter. “Mercedes-Benz 380 W22 Cabriolet,” Chanyeol exhales proudly. “It’s just ten minutes away, can you handle that? Baby get car sick?”

You try to keep your smirk to a minimum. “No-no, no. I enjoy car rides, Sehun takes me around in his, all the time.”

“Alright.” If you wanted to play, he wouldn’t entertain you.

The interior of the black car is sleek, but the unreleased 1933 model lacks a console between the two front seats, allowing little room between your figures.

Knowing this, Chanyeol glances down at the lavish sight beneath him. Your short skirt, adorned with an ornate belt, barely spreads out over your thighs pressed against the leather seat. What a shame that you’re so careful, keeping a space of at least 10 inches apart from his leg — your body was practically facing the car door. He’s mesmerized nonetheless, breath hitching when he trails his eyes up to your face, already staring at him. “Pervert.” 

He smirks, running a hand through his black hair. Truthfully, you relish in his attention. 

The car ride is mostly silent, but you occasionally turn your head over to watch him drive. He drives casually without much care, one arm on the steering wheel. His right arm is stuck at his side, but his fingers are on his lap, lightly tapping. He hoped you wouldn’t notice, distracting himself from the hardness swelling in his pants. He doesn’t think you can see though, in the evening light. He keeps his eyes on the road, for once.

The shapes of the town decline in size and pervasiveness as the ride continues. It still appears suburban, even as flashy neon club-lights gradually replace the monotonous street lights you’re used to. You realize that you’re on the edge of town, at the border between residential housing and the big-city metropolis.

Then, in big and unfaltering letters, you see the sign; JUNMYEON’S ETHYL. & GARAGE WORK. The premise of the shop is surprisingly polished, appearing spacious from the outside. Surrounding the shop are unassuming plazas and smaller outlets, palm-tree-graced boutiques, and saloons. The silence crashes naturally, with the noise of busy mechanics at work outside.  “You do autowork, Chanyeol?”

His voice catches in his throat momentarily. Modestly, he offers an “I guess.” He turns around to look at the car’s blindspot, holding onto his seat’s head-cushion. He pulls into the corner of the parking lot, pressing the foot brake to shift the car into park.

“Just stay by me, baby.”

You nod as you both exit the car, meeting each other at the pavement in front. Chanyeol smoothly pushes the glass door open, and you’re met with cool, fresh air. The tiled flooring is brighter and cleaner inside, and you can see rows of vehicle hoists in the garage behind. He holds you close to him, walking through the empty shop, despite being well illuminated. “So clean for a car shop,” you mutter. “How do you work with that arm?”

“I don’t work on cars much anymore. That’s your boy toy’s job.” You stop walking to look up at Chanyeol. “This is the same car shop Sehun works in?” You grit your teeth, continuing. “And he’s not my boy toy.”

He replies nonchalantly, walking again. “That wasn’t obvious?” You reach the back of the empty shop, stopping in front of the branded EMPLOYEES ONLY door.

“Then what’s so crazy that he’s hiding? You made me agree to go with you to show me nothing? That fucking sucks, I was starting to actually think you were cute, but it turns out you were just a perv all along —”

You’re interrupted as the door swings wide open, revealing a man courtly dressed in dark blue attire. His hair is neat and roughly the same length as Chanyeol’s, but partially sticking to his forehead with sweat. He’s seen more sun than Chanyeol, his white dress shirt underneath sticking out and revealing his toned chest underneath. He stares at you with discernment for a moment, before looking back at the older man next to you.

“Who’s this? Finally got laid and decided to bring her in?” He clicks his tongue with the roof of his mouth, something in annoyance.

“She’s Sehun’s plaything,” Chanyeol replies, mentally recoiling. “Thought it might teach him not to fuck with my business anymore, plus I’ve really grown to like her. Bunny puffs her chest out a lot, but she lets me take care of her. She’s a good girl.”

Blue-suit looks unamused, leaning against the door frame. “She’s real pretty, Yeol. What’s she know ‘bout white-collar crime?” 

Your eyes widen, mouth agape. “White-collar crime?” Thoughts race through your head; money laundering, extortion, were they pimps? This is a car shop. Your world begins collapsing in on itself, naming off the possibilities. And Sehun’s involved?

Your train of thought is interrupted by the other, finally talking directly to you. “You know your eyelashes flutter when you think hard, sweet stuff?” Chanyeol smiles, laughing wholeheartedly for once, patting the other on his back. “Easy on her. This is [Y/N], Jongin. I’m gon’ show her round back, take her to my world,” Chanyeol pauses. “Then I’ll take her out front.” Jongin grins back, nodding. 

Satisfied, Chanyeol finally shows you some personal attention. Whispering in your ear, lowly. “Let’s go, baby.”

Jongin steps aside, allowing you both into the back. An intermediate room, presumably where Jongin was working behind a desk, and then beyond it, a large spiraling stairwell downward, surely miles into hell. 

Taking your hand, Chanyeol descends quickly and without apprehension. 

Beneath, a warmly lit but spacious wine cellar. The scent is pungent, an intense stench that burns your nostrils through raw. 

 It reeks of moonshine.

“So, what do you think?” Chanyeol feels proud, his stance wide and ready to conquer anything. Endless vats and vats of fermenting liquid alcohol are carefully arranged, dispersed throughout the entire floor. Fluid cables are tangled and thrown mindlessly over wooden support beams. You’re looking at a bootleg alcohol operation, a prolific one at that, right in the middle of America’s grand Alcohol Prohibition. 

You won’t even challenge his audacity. “You told me to stay away from Sehun because he was hiding the fact that he works for a giant bootleg alcohol operation, that you also coincidentally work for.”

Chanyeol smiles derisively, relaxing his posture. “You’ve got it wrong, baby. Wait until you find out about the wreck your boy is,” he snarls devilishly. “Didn’t he tell his sweetheart? Haven’t you heard? Couldn't control his anger, responsible for killing Park Yoora?”

Part mailboy, part car mechanic, part killler, impartially in love with you. Sehun was full of tricks.

[happykjd]

221114 kwangya club update

[cryptidclover]

TaeKai Fic Rec List

A collection of fic that have stuck with me. (listed in no particular order)

Taekai Spy AU by taemin. series | M/E | When Jongin's cover is blown, he has to put his trust in the criminal he was supposed to assassinate. Burned spy AU. Reverie by Tae_amo. chaptered | E | Taemin has been recruited into an organization tasked with hunting down individuals that can conjure earthquakes and vortexes of fire at will. He's glad he has Jongin to keep his mind off his new job. Amour by Moonyki. one-shot | G | On a calm afternoon, Taemin has a very peculiar question for Jongin. A discussion ensues. You're my cup of tea by Moonyki. chaptered | M | Jongin recently discovered he likes tea a lot. Taemin works in a tea shop. But Jongin truly loves tea. Not only the cute tea shop's seller. Chanyeol gets involved in everything. & Kyungsoo speaks french. Happy Panda by atomickitten03. (Sequel) one-shot | PG | Working at a fast food restaurant isn't Jongin's dream job, but dance classes don't pay themselves. If only he could find one thing he isn't terrible at...

Error 404: shame not found by atomickitten03. one-shot | E |  Being a webcam nude model is a perfectly respectable career, in Jongin’s eyes. But when he sees Taemin in real life for the first time, completely on accident, he doesn’t quite know the camboy etiquette to follow. Awkward Firsts by officiallykris. one-shot | E | Taemin likes the sound of his own voice. Kai finds this all a little amusing. baby me like yuh by soundandfury. one-shot | E | “Minnie-hyung. Taemin-ssi. Taetae. Taemin-oppa.”

Taemin feels a shiver of heat shoot down his spine at the last name, eyes widening and body stiffening up for a microsecond before he relaxes and schools his face into fond amusement. “Y-yeah, Jongin?”

Jongin laughs brightly and presses a sweet, chaste kiss to his cheek. “Buy me yakitori, please, oppa~?”

What's Your Kink by Layittofire. (chapter 12 specifically) series | E | Taemin and Kai each have their kinks, nearly all of which the other just loves to exploit. take care by gdgdbaby. one-shot | E | semi-public sex @ the august 18 smtown concert in seoul

friends like these by gdgdbaby. (scroll down to find it) one-shot | E |  post-music bank win porn, bc of reasons. ft. boys crying

you can't dance and stay uptight by gdgdbaby. one-shot | E | melon music awards aftermath because i can't help myself, ever u__u a really terrible photo for your reference hey there, mr. blue sky by gdgdbaby. one-shot | E | flight attendants au ft. spontaneous telepathic mindbonding. Talking Body by fridaysblues. one-shot | E | Just some shameless late-night grinding. PWP. there was a time by junos. series | M | Taemin is sitting in his kitchen, peeling an apple. His hair is blond. He cocks his head at Jongin as if remembering something. As if he were only holding a thought, waiting for Jongin to return. “I wouldn’t break into your place if it wasn’t important,” he offers smoothly. The Couch by andbreatheme. one-shot | E | The casting couch AU literally no one asked for. Salty by maeryeok. one-shot | G | Taemin is making this absolutely disgusting noise that’s something between a snort and a scoff, with his lips turned unattractively upwards, when Jongin realizes he’s in love with him. stuck on you by Anry. one-shot| M | Jongin needs help taking off the kinesio tape.

Baekhyun-hyung, I need your credit card by gothtaemten. series | G | Taemin, Baekhyun and Jongin are locked out their hotel room, with no hope of getting back in until the rest of SuperM get back.

Taemin has an idea on how to get back in.

NEXT STOP G-SPOT by Tae_amo. one-shot | E | Taemin and Jongin fuck on a crowded Japanese subway. That's it that's the fic.

314 by jeannedarc. one-shot | E | Now that he’s at the scene, Jongin’s not entirely sure he should be. This might have been a mistake.

high on the taste of you by taeminsfw. one-shot | E | There was something entrancing about the way Taemin’s jaw tightened while inhaling the thick smoke, only to relax again with the exhales. It was nothing new, of course, that Jongin thought of Taemin as attractive. Maybe even beautiful, or breathtaking.

It was familiar, like everything else always has been in their relationship. It all came naturally, at one point, and it’s never been unwelcome. play me (소나타) by londoneyedgirl. one-shot | E | the one where jongin and taemin make a sextape. that's it, that's the plot

Dancing as If We Were Always One by Snapdragonia. one-shot | E| Jongin witnesses the pyn choreography for the first time and Taemin's dance practice takes a turn for the better.

mama called you baby center stage by goldminegoldmine. series | not rated | autochorrissexual/aromantic Jongin navigates his relationships with the rest of the members (+Taemin) and explores his identity Animal Style by Snapdragonia. one-shot | E | Frat boy Taemin smells his mate on the wrong person. Disaster ensues. i wish every time he touched me left a mark by taekai. one-shot | E | even when breathless and greedy for friction, something is graceful about the way taemin moves.

Low Tide by fridaysblues. series | E | Jongin wakes from a years-long slumber and doesn’t know how to atone for his sins, but the pleasure-seeking Lee Taemin’s happy to help take his mind off of his guilt. Play me by Life_Not_Knife. one-shot | E | This time the piano is a beech colour and the ivory keys look whiter than they should, none the less, the melody that flows from it is both familiar and beautiful – just like Taemin.

Only One (or, The Taming of the Taemin) by Rogue_TaeminBot. one-shot | E | In which TaeKai are a besotted pair of adorkable horny idiots who get in over their heads and face a challenge they are wildly unprepared to handle. i licked it so it's mine by gothtaemten. one-shot | E | The scent of sex and sweat is thick in the enclosed space of the hotel room. No light escapes around the closed curtains, the light under the door blocked by a towel to hide any noise that might come from within.

It's hotter this way, Jongin decides.

this love isn't crazy by unconscious. standalone/series | E | After more than ten years of friendship and a little bit of sex on the side, Taemin and Jongin debut in a group together. Los Angeles changes things. Suddenly there's a difference between what Taemin has and what he wants. sugar honey sweet by unconscious. (note: this fic is not taekai centric but has a wonderful depiction of them) one-shot | E | “Taeminie won’t admit it, but you remind him of himself,” Jongin hums. He keeps moving his fingers through Taeyong’s hair, dizzying pressure; his brain goes static. “Hardworking, ambitious, a little perfectionist. Difference is, Taeminie’s always had his hyungs looking out for him. Yongie” —Jongin curls his fingers in the hair at Taeyong’s nape, then tugs his head back, so Jongin can see his face— “who’s looking out for you?”

Taeyong is antsy. Jongin decides to do something about it. the thing i miss the most about you is everything by WhoTheBuckIsStucky. one-shot | E | Jongin and Taemin are very happy to be practicing together, and happy to have an excuse to be in each other's arms.

Waiting for You by GeeLiz_98. one-shot | E | Jongin and Taemin are embarking on a blossoming relationship filled with passion, secrecy and an excitement that Jongin had never experienced before.

An exciting dynamic he had never had with his boyfriend.

Will Jongin finally have to make a decision that will change his life forever?

Moth To Flame AU by taemin. series | G-E | "It's God's house, Jongin," Taemin says, sounding annoyingly reasonable for someone hurtling towards sex in a confessional, which is not a reasonable situation to be in at all. "We can be here anytime we want." Pour toujours & à jamais by Moonyki. one-shot | G | Taemin needs to confess something to Jongin. His thoughts. His feelings. His worries. Jongin listens & they talk it out.

Under The Same Sky by sleepydanceur. one-shot| M | Dragonriders!AU - the Bond between and dragon and their rider is as pure as it is rare. Jongin doesn't know how that feels until he meets Taemin.

heated gaze by snowglobes. series | T | Jongin goes to a club and gets more than he bargained for.

Shining Sunshine by melancholywhite. series | T | Retired dancer Kim Jongin, also known as Taemin's best friend since birth, is adopting a baby. Since he's such a loyal friend, of course Taemin ends up getting roped into raising the child with him. It sounds like an easy enough job at first, but when old feelings start to resurface, Taemin doesn't know anymore.

When The Lights Are Down by etonnant67. chaptered | E | Jongin spends his time searching for the stories hidden in music, for the message woven into the magic of the stage. It makes sense that he’d be drawn to Taemin. But he’d never expected that he’d fall so deep.

Catch Me If You Can by sleepydanceur. one-shot | E | Bounty hunters in space!AU. Taemin and Jongin as rival bounty hunters who clash when they both go after the same mark.

With Me, Settle Down by (orphaned fic). one-shot | E | Taemin accidentally catapults Jongin into the realm of his own latent bisexuality. Baekhyun is there, too.

Last by softraincloud. one-shot | E | With the void of immortality to fill, demons have to entertain themselves somehow, and Taemin has found the perfect way to do just that.

However, even within eternity, not everything lasts forever.

make it up as we go along by unconscious. (note: this fic is not taekai centric but has a wonderful depiction of them) one-shot | T | The first time it happens, too much happens.

mark finding his footing in superm (:

I See You by Tired_Little_Space_They. chaptered | E | In the coolest darkest part of a forest long forgotten by modern living, something very old and powerful is waking up, hungry, searching for something it can not live without.

If there are any fic not on this list that you'd like to recommend please feel free to drop it in my askbox or leave it in the replies. This list is always changing, updating, and is merely a reflection of my personal taste.

[lilacsongs]

“you  are  cute  when  you’re  jealous." / @artisn

[fadinglights]

continued from here, @copingmchnsm

"no,  but  unfortunately,  i  was  exposed  to  it  nonetheless,"  he  responds.  it's  hard  not  to  be  when  high-profile  actors  are  now  making  headlines  on  every  entertainment  website,  especially  when  he  works  in  the  same  industry.  he  is  stiff  when  she  waltzes  over  to  plant  a  kiss  to  his  head,  as  if  none  of  his  concerns  matter.  while  he  entered  their  unexpected  relationship  knowing  that  situations  like  this  were  bound  to  happen,  experiencing  it  firsthand  as  her  actual  lover  is  a  different  matter.  though  he  doesn't  consider  himself  insecure  in  love,  he  isn't  entirely  sure  how  to  navigate  this  particular  dilemma.  "is  that  all  you  have  to  say  about  it?"

[yanjxngin]

𝙺𝚒𝚖 𝙹𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗

This character follows the yandere trope. If you are not comfortable with this: do not interact.

❝ You belong to me. Can't you see that? ❞

❝ The King ❞

29

[1994.01.14] Suncheon-si, South Korea

Personality: Charismatic, jealous, adoring. Jongin is everything a girl wants in a man mixed with the ultimate red flags. He is very secretive about himself and tends to never tell the truth until the object of his desire is his. He's feared and has a bad temper but he would never hurt the one he loves. Everything he does is for her, only her. He is extremely obsessive and possessive.

Background: Jongin comes from a place that is hidden from the world around it. A land full of mythical creatures and ancient magic which makes it home to some of the most dangerous beings not fully known to man. Raised to be King, Jongin started his ascension to the throne when he turned 21 but when the former King died, Jongin was still unmarried and so it was declared that he would not be granted full control until his wedding day. Not wanting to marry for anything other than love, Jongin set out on a quest to find someone who matched everything he wanted but on his journey, he became more and more obsessed with his perfect woman who did not exist in his land - so he crossed the boundary to find her. He is rich and lives under the guise of a playboy billionaire, heir to a large global enterprise - this was set up by his royal advisors. Any attempt to find out any truth about Jongin has been greatly distorted, making him one of the hardest men to keep track of because his name, face and identity is constantly being changed due to the magic that courses through his veins. Magic that protects his land and his people.

Physical: Jongin has chocolate brown hair that he tends to colour often, ranging from black to blonde and nearly every colour in between. His appearance is constantly changing due to the magic he possesses. His eyes are chestnut brown but he may be seen with blue contacts in. Height is 6 ft, Jongin has a lean, muscular body that many would class as a dancer's body. He has a slightly toned set of abs, broad shoulders and strong arms. He has no scars on his body. Due to his changing appearance, he may be seen with tattoos and piercings, all different and none permanent.

Yandere: Jongin is considered an obsessive love yandere. He likes to appear normal to those around him and is very sweet, charming and gentle to all those around him but when he takes an interest - he is obsessed. Head over heels. Nobody exists to him anymore but the one he loves. He will not hurt the object of his desire but will hurt or kill anyone who tries to take her away from him. Jongin will do every and anything for his love interest, they can do no wrong but he is extremely volatile and any instance where his love isn't reciprocated can cause him to lash out.

Info: Jongin is not a magic wielder, he cannot perform spells nor can he summon anything. Magic runs through his veins but its more focused on his body and maintaining his youth, physical strength and appearance. He drives a white BMW X6 that he has affectionately named 'Daisy' after his pet horse back home. He loves dancing and often takes classes. Jongin has recently become addicted to caffeine and his favourite colour is deep red. Jongin's very smart, he doesn't show it, opting to seem goofy and funny but he is very knowledgeable. He isn't a fan of dead silence and will often play music to fill the void. This will be updated as more is discovered about him.

Straight. Dominant, hard.

Kinks: praise/worship, bondage, knife play, primal/fear play, edging and voyuerism. Jongin will not be sexual around other people when he's in love, he prefers private. More will be added as it is discovered about him.

The pet names that he tends to use is: Goddess, my (insert here), petal.

Secret Identity

Jongin is not quick to jump into a relationship but is quick to develop interest. He wants to make sure the woman he chooses fits everything he wants or can be everything he wants. He's had previous ex-girlfriends before but all of them have since gone missing. Relationships take a long time to develop. Once Jongin has made it clear that he is interested, he will not show intimate attention to others. He will only take one partner.

Y/N + RP: Jongin will take one person in this slot that follows the plot the admin has pre-made. This plot starter is based around the story that Jongin is based off and will follow his trope.

❝ It's hard to see the way you smile at them, the way you laugh with people that aren't me. They don't deserve you, nobody does. Only I do. Stay with me. ❞

[kfans-writerblog]

Youtube couple

Y/n ft kai

Once upon a time, there were two YouTubers named jongin and y/n . They both had their own channels, but their paths crossed when they were invited to attend the same creator event. They hit it off immediately, bonding over their shared love of creating content and their passion for storytelling.

They exchanged numbers and started chatting regularly, discussing their latest video ideas and offering each other feedback and support. As they got to know each other better, they realized that they had a lot in common and that their creative energies complemented each other perfectly.

Eventually, they started collaborating on videos together, and their chemistry was palpable. Their fans couldn't get enough of their dynamic.

Then eventually kai is currently dating y/n

"Jagiya !" He went to find you in the house

<if you didn't know his house is like a maze >

"OH oppa I'm here in the kitchen "

He walk to you and gave you a back hug turning on the vlog camera to film a vlog together

You turn to him and kiss him "why you miss me already "

He smiled and kiss your cheek "babe the cameras on its for a vlog "

You blush and eat some food you made

He grabbed a plate to eat with you and held your hand and smile at you " what's the plan today !? "

"Today I want to visit your exo members and have lunch with them "

He smile " sounds good we should buy some food and drinks "

"How did you know what I was thinking more for sehun we need to buy bubble tea for him and me "

He ruffles your hair "yes bubble tea addict "

He kisses your forehead

"Thanks oppa "

When you both got the food and drinks he drove to exos dorm

When you both arrived he opened the Door

"Guys guess who's here !? "

They all stare at you as you walk in

"Y/N my dongsaeing my little sister " they all gave you a group hug

"OK guys I haven't seen you for like a week you don't need to be so dramatic dudes "

They all laugh

Chanyeol reccomends to play a game

"Ya y/n let's play a game on the Xbox your in my team d.o and sehun in one team "

While playing got so intense .

"Yay we win !" You were so happy and kai cheer for you chanyeol gave you a hug

Chen yelled " guys dinner time we got rice and dabboki and bulgogi "

"Yum" you said

After eating you thought it's too late so just sleep at kais room in the doorm

He noticed you were tired so he went to bed with you and kiss you to sleep "I love you babe "