#gikwang scenarios

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KEY: Smut🌶️, Fluff 🥰, Angst 🥺, Violent 🔪, Ships 🚢, Suggestive 😏

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When He’s Scared That You’ll Leave Him ~ Highlight Reaction

Doojoon:

Your smile was weak as Doojoon finally returned home, much later than you expected him to. An apology came from Doojoon straight away as he sat down beside you, looking at you in panic that you were still awake.

Your hand rested against Doojoon’s thigh as he took a seat down beside you, “why are you looking at me like that? Have I done something wrong?”

“You’re too good,” he commented.

“Me?” You laughed, pointing at yourself. “Where’s that suddenly come from?” You asked, unaware of how guilty Doojoon felt for making you wait for him to arrive.

His smile matched your own as Doojoon spoke, “how do you keep doing this? I’m always late, or not around, it’s not how I should be.”

“You’re busy with work, you know I understand that.”

“Does your patience not run out though?” Doojoon enquired, “do you ever just want to tell me to go away when I keep cancelling on you.”

“Not at all,” you laughed, nudging against his side. “It’s all part of the job of dating you, I’ve kind of got used to it now anyway.”

Doojoon’s eyes narrowed in your direction, “how can you ever get used to being messed around by me as much as this?”

“I guess you just make it worthwhile.”

Yoseob:

As you began the drive home, you couldn’t help but notice that Yoseob wasn’t quite himself. When you pushed him on it, you got nothing, but eventually he began to explain what had upset him through the night.

You smiled sympathetically as Yoseob worried about the attention you got from some of your colleagues. “You’re not jealous of them, are you?”

“It’s not that,” he responded.

“You think they paid much attention to me?” You then suggested, watching as Yoseob’s head nodded. “Don’t tell me you think that they had my attention, please.”

Yoseob’s nervous stare met your own, “they were all so funny and good looking, even I wouldn’t blame you if you dated one of them Y/N.”

“But you’re the one that I’m dating, none of them.”

“I know,” Yoseob whispered, turning to glance out of the window. “I guess they just made me feel a little insecure, like I’m not good enough.”

“That’s nonsense,” you replied, quickly shutting Yoseob down, “I mean they’re nice colleagues, but they can be so irritating Yoseob.”

A faint chuckle came from him as you reassured him, “you’re really telling me that you like me more than all of them?”

“Of course, that’s exactly what I’m telling you.”

Gikwang:

Your eyes widened in surprise as Gikwang mumbled underneath his breath, concerned that he was taking the stress that he was experiencing at work out on you, fearing how much longer you’d tolerate it.

Your head shook as Gikwang finished, clearing your throat straight away. “Are you kidding me? I want to help you, not get annoyed with you Gikwang.”

“Aren’t I annoying?” He quizzed.

“We all get stressed, it would never give me a reason to leave you,” you chuckled, draping your arm across his shoulders, “you need to talk to me, not worry about me.”

Gikwang’s concerned eyes glanced to where you were beside him, “you’ve taken care of me constantly, doesn’t it start to drive you up the wall?”

“Not when it’s the person you love who needs help.”

“Thank you,” Gikwang whispered, resting his head against the side of yours. “I don’t know what I’d do without you sometimes here with me.”

“Just promise me one thing,” you asked of him, “stop thinking that I’m going to leave, because I’m not, I’m just going to keep supporting you.”

Gikwang nodded as he made his promise to you, “if I start annoying you though, you have to tell me too Y/N.”

“I’ll never get annoyed with you, don’t worry.”

Dongwoon: 

It was understandably hectic as you and Dongwoon prepared to come to the end of packing his belongings for him to head on tour. All evening something that had been up with Dongwoon, eventually spilling.

Your head nodded as Dongwoon voiced his concerns about leaving you and going on tour. “How come you’re worried about me? I’ll be alright by myself.”

“WIll you still be here?” He asked.

“Of course,” you scoffed, almost in disbelief that Dongwoon would ask you such a thing. “You think that I’d leave whilst you’re on the road or something, have you lost your mind?”

Dongwoon’s shoulders shrugged in reply to you, “it crossed my mind, I’m scared you’ll get bored of waiting for me or find someone who can be around.”

“It’s only a couple of weeks, I’ll just be missing you.”

“Really?” Dongwoon quizzed in surprise, feeling your hand rest over the top of his. “You promise that you’ll be here when I get back home Y/N?”

“Of course, I promise,” you chuckled, squeezing against Dongwoon’s hand, “just as long as you promise to miss me whilst you’re on tour.”

Dongwoon’s head nodded instantly back to you, “I know that I’ll be missing you every second whilst I’m gone.”

“And I’ll be missing you just as much too.”

---

Masterlist

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Gikwang (Highlight / Solo) - Kinky Tarot Reading

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Reading Info:

Rating: 18+

Reading Type: Single - Couple

Requested: Yes - No

Requester: /

Deck(s): Dark Wood Tarot, The Wild Unknown Animal Spirit Oracle

Spread: Kinky

Questions:

Position

Libido

Turn On

Kink

Dirty Secret

Celebrity Info:

Full Name: Lee Gi Kwang

Stage Name: Gikwang

Group: Highlight / Solo

DOB: 30.03.1990

Blood Type: A

MBTI: N/A

Sun Sign: Aries

Chinese Sign: Metal Horse

Life Path Number: 7

Masterpost: Solo Artists

Gikwang (Highlight / Solo)

Full Name: Lee Gi Kwang Stage Name: Gikwang Group: Highlight / Solo DOB: 30.03.1990 Blood Type: A MBTI: N/A Sun Sign: Aries Chinese Sign: Metal Horse Life Path Number: 7

Spread / Question: Kinky Deck(s): Dark Wood Tarot, The Wild Unknown Animal Spirit Oracle

Position - II The High Priestess, Bat

Gikwang is really not seeking some powerplay in the relationship. All he wants is for him and his lover to be authentic. He’s truly longing for a person who would accept and love him as a whole genuine person and he would offer the same to them. When Gikwang enters a relationship, he’s following his intuition more than logic or reason. He’s reborn with every new relationship and he’s usually serious about it. He might often feel very devastated when a relationship ends.

Libido - 10 of Swords, Peacock

Gikwang is the type of lover who accepts his partner fully with all their charming points and flaws. For Gikwang, even the flaws are beautiful. Peacock type of personality isn’t only focused on looks, they accept beauty in all forms and coming from within. Whatever happened in the past, whatever disappointment Gikwang went through, he’s not holding grudges or living with resentment. He walks on, he’s open to all the beauty and love that can come into his life and embraces it in all forms. When it comes to love life, this means Gikwang feels no shame about his desires and lust. They are part of him and manifestation of his soul. He’s likely the type of lover who will make his partner feel especially beautiful and special. He’s both gentle and meticulous. His kisses heal.

Turn On - XIX The Sun, Swan

Gikwang is indeed a special person. He’s likely to feel attracted to someone with high levels of creativity. Maybe a writer, poet, content creator, script writer, lyricist, painter, craftsperson - anyone who uses their imagination to create beauty. The Sun card suggests he’s more likely to fall in love with a person whose works are full of light or healing even, rather than an author of horrors or thrillers. This person is likely to illuminate darkness, bring clarity to what was foggy and chase away negativity while replacing it with happiness.

Kink - 4 of Swords, I The Magician, Butterfly

With Gikwang there’s always certain softness and fragility combined with deeply rooted acceptance and openness. It applies to his kinky side as well. Gikwang might be a real switch when it comes to his intimate life with his lover. Some days he likes to be the one doing magic to his lover and pampering them, some days he will appreciate them taking the lead, strap him up and make him their toy, while knowing they won’t truly hurt him. Gikwang might really become addicted to especially intense experiences when he feels like he’s releasing old tension and transforming into a better, more loving self through the act of sex.

Dirty Secret - Ace of Cups, Unicorn

Speaking of Gikwang being special, here comes the Unicorn card. Lol! Gikwang’s secret isn’t that much dirty but it’s surely a difficult goal to achieve. He’s likely wishing to find a lover who would be as special and unique as he is, someone who can spread as much love as Gikwang himself, someone with a pure and loving heart. The rarest creature in the world. 

A little ending note: There are a lot of air element related cards in Gikwang’s reading which might denote his “head in the clouds” type of energy. It might be him being good with words, creative, intelligent and highly sensitive to stimuli.

I'm sorry. I know. Gikwang is not requested but you know how I love older idols. Gikwang is just so sweet and hot at the same time. 🥰

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Home - Gikwang

Request: Can you do Lee Gikwang, where he hasn’t seen his gf in a month because of a tour. I know there aren’t a lot (if not any) smuts with him in them.

A/n: Can y’all tell I want this man to wreck me? Cause ever since Don’t Close Your Eyes came out, I’ve been haunted with his bitchass in that black suit just begging to get the succ of his life. - #4

“One more day.” You sighed to yourself as you crossed a red dash over the small calendar that stood on your nightstand.

One more day till it marked a month.

One more day till he came home.

You couldn’t completely complain though, knowing full well what dating Gikwang involved. Hell, you met him at a damn fan-meet.

But you were lonely. The house was too quiet without how he sang to himself or hummed while walking about. The bed was too empty without his imprint in the sheets, and not to mention cold.

Oh, how cold the past nights were. You even bought another blanket to make up for the lack of body heat.

There were some upsides to his absence, though. Like eating a single cookie for breakfast without getting scolded, or how you didn’t really have to cook anymore, surviving off of takeout (which he was never gonna know about).

Though you had your fun, you were still lonely. Sure, being able to do whatever was nice, but at what cost?

All you wanted was your boyfriend back.

-

You’re not sure when you fell asleep, the last thing you remembered was watching some rerun of an older show while you laid in one of Gikwang’s hoodie.

Nonetheless, you turned the TV off and threw the blanket back before rolling over and crossing a red dash across the current day with a smile.

Today was the day.

With that same smile, you grabbed another one of his hoodies, along with two towels and some underwear and headed to the shower.

You had nothing to do today, so what was the point it wearing real clothes? You were most likely just gonna lounge around and wait until he got home.

After showering, you moved the curtain back and reached for the towel, wrapping it around your body before wrapping your hair.

As you stepped out, you moved towards the sink to brush your teeth thinking of what to make for dinner since you knew he wouldn’t want takeout.

After finishing, you unwrapped the towel, tossing it into the hamper before putting on your underwear on and shaking the towel off of your hair, making sure to get all the excess water out before tossing that towel into the hamper, as well before settling on throwing your hair into a ponytail.

As you made your way back to your room, you decided to make the bed. Nothing fancy, but definitely not leaving it to look like how you left it when you got up.

By the time you finished, you still couldn’t think of a dinner idea, and you stuck your lip out with a pout.

Would he even be home at dinner time? Would he be back later? Would he be too tired to eat? What if he came home earlier?

You groaned in frustration at how he never told you what time he’d be back, and settled on the fact that he’d probably tell you what he wanted once he was home.

But the thought of him being back early had you shooting off the bed and running towards the living room, trying to clean up any signs of your messy habits, starting in the kitchen.

You grimaced as you saw the empty take out boxes in the trashcan and nearly face palmed. You were supposed to take that out last night.

With a sigh, you started cleaning, making sure nothing was left. No dirty dishes, no stains, no smells, no messes.

While you were on your little cleaning spree, you figured you might as well clean everything else, starting with cleaning out the fridge, then moving to the cabinets, getting rid of anything old, or things you just weren’t gonna eat.

When you had finished, you flopped onto the couch, and placed your phone on the coffee table while you turned the TV on, settling on whatever was on.

-

“Baby.” You heard someone whisper, a warm touch on your shoulder lightly shaking you. “Baby, wake up.” You heard the voice chuckle.

“Since when do dream people laugh?” You mumbled, turning over and putting your hand under your head, the hoodie riding up and exposing your underwear covered ass.

“This isn’t a dream.” The voice laughed, placing a playful smack on your ass.

“How can dream people deny their existence?” You mumbled again as you moved your hips. “Only one person would spank me and he-”

Your eyes shot open at the realization and you rolled over.

“It’s really you.” You whispered, getting up and throwing your arms over him.

“God, you take so long to wake up.” He mumbled, wrapping his arms around your waist. “I’ve been here for ten minutes already.” He laughed as he picked you up, your legs immediately wrapping around his waist.

“I missed you so much.” You whispered into his neck.

“Yeah, can you like, not breath on my neck.” He chuckled, moving the both of you to the kitchen so he could sit you on the counter. “Not having anything for a month makes a person kinda sensitive.” He laughed as he turned towards the fridge.

“Tell me about it.” You mumbled, your feet swaying as you watched him. “So how was it?” You piped up, your head moving around to see what he was grabbing.

“Pretty good.” Was all he said, turning back around with some eggs and vegetables, setting them on the counter next to you. “Would’ve been better if you were with me.” He smiled, moving towards the cabinets and pulling out some packets of ramen.

“Of all the dishes I racked my brain for, I not once thought of ramen pancake.” You shook your head, watching as he brought out a pot.

“Good.” He smiled as he filled it with water. “That means I get to cook tonight.”

“Ton-” You started but stopped. “What time is it?” You furrowed your brows.

“Close to nine.” He smiled, placing the pot on the stove and breaking the noddles before dropping them in. “Why, did you sleep the day away?”

“No.” You glared. “I cleaned all day. I guess I fell asleep around five-ish? Six-ish?” You questioned.

“Did it take you so long to clean cause you’re secretly a pig?” He raised a brow, grabbing a bowl and placing it next to you.

“If I said yes, would you be less attracted to me?” You raised your own brow.

“No, but instead of ‘kitten’, I can call you ‘piggy’.” He joked, earning a smack on the arm. “Okay, okay, I’m sorry.” He laughed. “But if you weren’t so kinky, I wouldn’t have anything to use against you.” He pointed out as he started cracking the eggs.

“You weren’t complaining about my kinks when I called you ‘daddy’.” You smirked. “Or ‘sir’.” Your smirk grew as he cracked one of the eggs a little harder.

“Remember what I said about sensitive?” His tongue poking the inside of his cheek as he reached for the vegetables. “You’re on thin ice, princess.”

“Ohh, Mr. Gikwang threatening me with chives-”

You were cut off with a gasp as his hand gripped your chin tightly.

“I get home after a month to my girlfriend dressed in nothing but my hoodie and thin ass panties.” He growled. “The last thing I need is your bratty little attitude.” He warned before loosening his grip. “So are you gonna behave?” He raised a brow and you nodded, earning a kiss to the forehead. “Good girl.”

You stayed quiet as you watched him continue to cook, the ache between your thighs growing the longer it took, but you didn’t dare speak up. The last thing you needed was for him to snap and end up burning the house down due to ignoring the stove.

When he was finished, he cut it in half, putting it on one plate, and grabbing a fork before making his way back to you.

“Ah.” He motioned you to open your mouth as he brought up a piece of food, holding it in front of your lips.

You opened your mouth and accepted the food, chewing happily as you hadn’t eaten the whole day, him doing the same.

If anything, his duality made you even more frustrated. How could he switch from being dominant to domestic so easily?

“How frustrated are you that all it took was some attitude.” You asked, testing the waters.

“You’ll find out later if you keep it up, princess.” His tone flat as he placed the fork in his mouth.

“Maybe I wanna find out.” You mumbled shy.

“What? You don’t want any sweet-lovey-dovey sex for my first night back?” He raised a brow in amusement as he placed the plate aside.

“Maybe..” You trailed off as you bit your lip. “You weren’t the only one who’s frustrated.”

He smirked, placing his hands on either side of you and leaning in, kissing you softly.

Your legs parted to make room for him as your hands came up to grip his face, pulling him closer to deepen the kiss.

He wasted no time closing the space between you, his hands slowly moving from the counter top to travel up your thighs before finding purchase on your hips, his fingers giving them a light squeeze.

“God, I missed this.” He groaned as he pulled away, hastily trailing kisses down your jaw while his hands slipped under the hoodie, snaking their way up to cup your breasts.

You said nothing, only biting your lip as your back arched into his touch, your hand flying to grab his hair as he sucked at the skin on the juncture of your neck and shoulder, your hips wiggling forward so you could get even closer.

“How much I’ve thought about coming home and just ruining you.” He mumbled, pulling away from you.

But before you could complain, his hands went to the hem of the hoodie, quickly lifting it up and over your head and dropping it on the floor before his hands removed his own shirt, smirking at how you licked your lips at the sight of him.

“I guess you missed me, too.” He chuckled, watching as your hand came out to run along his torso before moving back and pulling you into him, his bulge pressing deliciously against you.

“Part of me wanted to make love tonight.” He whispered, his fingers playing with the hem of your panties. “Show you how much I missed you.” He continued, his finger dipping down to press against your clothed clit, reveling in the damp feeling. “But I really don’t feel like taking my time.” He pressed harder, hooded eyes looking up to watch your head lean back. “Do you?”

You quickly shook your head, your hips pushing into his finger while your hand reached out to wrap around his hips, trying to pull him impossibly closer.

“So you want it right here?” His tone smug as he cocked a brow. “Right here on the counter?” He asked, using the hand that was on your hip to pull you into his bulge. “Right next to the food we didn’t even finish?” He asked, repeating the action as you nodded your head rapidly. “Such a dirty girl.” He smiled, pulling away from you yet again, chuckling as you whined.

“Lay back for me, baby.” He licked his lips.

You wasted no time doing so, hissing lightly as the cold tile made contact with your skin.

But the cold feeling didn’t last long as his hands trailed up your thighs, gripping the sides of your panties and pulling them down quickly, letting them fall next to the hoodie.

“Fuck, I missed this view.” He groaned, his hands back on your thighs as he pressed soft kisses from the top of your knee to your inner thigh, one of your hands coming up to grope yourself while the other went to his hair, gripping tight in anticipation.

“Touching yourself before I’ve barely done anything.” He tsked, his eyes looking up to watch as you pinched your nipple, rolling the small bud between your fingers. “So needy.” He said, kissing right above your clit. “And all for me.” He whispered before his mouth was finally on you, his tongue lapping at you while his hands spread your thighs so he could get even deeper.

The hand you already had in his hair was torn between tugging him away from you, and tugging him closer, too overcome with pleasure to think about what you wanted, your thighs trying to close around him despite his hold on them.

“Gi-Gikwang.” You gasped out, your hips grinding against his face. “M-More, please.” You whined.

He didn’t hesitate to oblige, his hand moving from your thigh, to tease your entrance with two fingers, smirking against you as you begged him to stop teasing.

And he did, pushing them inside you and pumping them quickly while his mouth moved to focus on your clit, lips wrapping around it and sucking harshly.

“Oh, fuck.” You moaned out, your back arching off the counter as your grip in his hair tightened, the pressure in your stomach building. “Shit, I’m go-” You were cut off with a cry as he pulled away completely, staring down at your panting form with hungry eyes.

With no explanation, he only tugged at his pants and boxers, not even bothering to step out of them before he slid his tip in with a groan.

“God, you’re so tight.” He groaned, his head falling back, taking a moment for himself after he bottomed out, the way you squeezed around him too overwhelming.

“Move.” Your whine brought him out of his thoughts, and his hips started up, wasting no time building up a pace and starting off brutal, his hand grabbing your legs and spreading them, the new angle causing louder moans to leave your lips, your hands falling to the side, searching for something to grab.

“God, you feel so good.” He grunted, watching as your breasts bounced. “I might just fuck you all night.” He licked his lips, his thrusts getting rougher while his hands dropped to grab your thighs, bringing you back to meet his thrusts roughly.

“Please.” You moaned out. “I never wanna forget how good you feel.” You whimpered, your hands moving to grab his wrists. “The toys just aren’t enough.” You admitted, your eyes opening at the realization of what you just said.

“So you cheated?” He cocked a brow, his hips slowing down. “I thought we agreed on no toys while I’m gone?” His hips now doing one harsh thrust to emphasize his words.

“I-I-” You started, but the way his eyes glared down at you shut you up.

“Did you,” He started, keeping up the one harsh thrust as he spoke. “Use toys,” Another thrust. “When we,” Another thrust. “Agreed,” Another thrust. “Not to?” Another thrust.

You only nodded, too scared how your voice would sound.

“Which one?” He asked, hips stilling entirely, ignoring your cry of protest. “Or were you so needy you used more than one?” He scoffed lightly, watching as you swallowed thickly.

“The vibrator..” You trailed off in a whisper. “And the dildo..” You closed your eyes before continuing. “And the plug.”

His eyes lit up at the last part, the thought of you with the jeweled plug he bought you making him groan.

“And you didn’t even send anything?” He smirked playfully, rolling his hips.

“I didn’t wanna get in trouble.” You whined.

“But you’re in trouble now.” He raised a brow, rolling his hips again. “Give me one reason why I shouldn’t pull out and get you off on those toys instead.” He smiled. “Because you obviously don’t need me.” He laughed, rolling his hips again, you moaning at the thought of him using the toys on you like he used to.

“Would you like that, princess?” He asked, his tone smug again. “’Cause I can feel you clenching at the thought.”

You didn’t respond, feeling the heat going to your face as your body spoke for you.

“Where are they?” He asked, pulling out entirely, holding a finger up to stop any complaints from you.

“Nightstand drawer.” You mumbled, watching him leave before closing your eyes.

You would fuck yourself over.

With how quick he was, you would’ve thought he never left.

“You’re in for a long night, princess.” He tsked, placing the plug beside you while he turned the vibrator on, setting it to the highest speed before dragging it along your inner thighs, your eyes screwing shut as he placed it over your clit momentarily before holding it as he pulled away. “I hope you don’t have plans tomorrow.” Was all he said before he was back inside you, resuming the pace he set before.

You didn’t open your eyes. You didn’t wanna see what he was doing, how he looked at you, how he moved.

And that was the death of you because you didn’t see him bring the vibrator back to your clit, pressing it hard against you as he used his free hand to hold your hips still as he fucked into you harder.

Your eyes shot open, bringing your arms up to the counter so you could look up at him, your eyes pleading for him to go easy on you.

But he didn’t.

With whatever strength he had left, he used it to completely ruin you, wanting nothing more than for you to scream out as you came.

“I’m gonna cum, fuck.” You nearly cried, your arms giving out as you fell back against the counter, your arms reaching out to grip his wrists.

“Then fucking do it.” He growled, pressing the vibrator even harder against your clit, even going as far as to rub it, loving how you screamed as your walls convulsed around him, his hips faltering from it before cumming himself, turning the vibrator off as his thrusts slowed down, smiling at how you twitched from your orgasm.

As he pulled out, he reached for the plug, smiling as he looked back at you.

“Roll over for me, princess.”

- asshole 4

[daebakinc]

Lee Gikwang, 52 :3

I Do (Cherish You) by 98 Degrees

Gikwang has performed in front of thousands of people more timesthan he can count or remember. He’s embarrassed himself with corny lines andweird dances hundreds of times on national television. Yet never has he everfelt this close to fainting.

As if reading his mind, Dujun gently elbows him in the ribs.“Not going to pass out on us, are you? I’m pretty sure they want you to beconscious when you exchange wedding vows,” he whispers.

“Think they’d make an exception?” Gikwang whispers back,only half joking. It’s almost time for you to make your appearance and he’s notsure he’ll be left standing. His legs already feel like jelly.

From the time of your first date, Gikwang knew you were theone. He didn’t have a choice when it came to loving you, he couldn’t controlhow much and how deeply he loved you, but he was more than fine with it. Withyou, it was like the tiny bubble he’d been living in burst. The world feltricher, more colorful. You made it all make sense. All he could ever need wasin your eyes, your smile, and your kiss.

All of a sudden, everyone is standing and there you are atthe end of the aisle. All Gikwang can see is you, resplendent in white, buteven your dress fades away. Your glowing face is his whole world and he canonly hope you see the same amount of adoring love in his gaze that he sees inyours.

Your walk up the aisle is too long and too short. Too shortfor him truly appreciate every tiny bit of your perfection and too long foryour warm hand to settle in his. That small touch seduces him all over again. Gikwangknows he should be paying attention to the priest’s words, but they’re justdistant murmurings. He can’t take his eyes off you. You’re blinding beautiful. Eventhat compliment seems unworthy of you. He loves you so much.

“Gikwang,” your soft, nervous voice reaches his ears.

He stares back at you, completely bewildered. You look athim expectantly, but he has no idea what you want. What’s going on?

You smile and give a tiny nod towards the priest. Gikwangglances over and realizes the priest is staring at him, waiting for him to saysomething. Everyone is.

Gikwang laughs at himself. You laugh too and he knows you knowexactly what he’s thinking. Your eyes tell him you love him too.

Giving you the widest smile he’s capable of, he finally saysthose two words he’s been dying to speak since the day he proposed. “I do.”

[songmingisthighs]

I was gonna say hbd to woo but seeing this kind of stupidity...

bitch rlly said "I only like you hyung" after gikwang asked him whether he likes chicken

[smitten--kitten]

Out of Context: Highlight Edition

Doojoon:

Yoseob:

Gikwang:

Dongwoon:

[lil-nct-scenarios-11]

Highlight- Idol gf doing a sexy/ hot concept

Group: Highlight- all members 

Theme: Request- idol girlfriend having a really sexy and hot concept

Type: reaction-  fluffy + suggestive 

Doojoon 

would be super jealous 

asffffffff !!!!

like how is his hot ass gf looking and being so sexy for everyone else ?? 

it would def lead some hot and sexy “concepts” at home if you know what I mean 

*wink wink* 

but him viciously swatting other boys and girls’ drooling over you aside- 

you know he would be so supportive and proud of you 

when fans wish that they could have you, he would take tooooooo much pride in being able to pick you up from your shows and take you home 

if you tried to show him your sexy dance moves at home he’d get so flustered and hella shy but the second that your confidence and power would go back to normal then he’d transform into his cocky self and ask for more of those sexy dance moves 

but all in all 

he’d be so lucky + grateful to have you

Junhyung 

would be hella shy 

“mood light”  

when he first saw you performing he would look shy and blushy on the outside 

butttttt 

on the inside he’d be thinking of nasty, nasty things because your sexy performance would get his imagination running 

it would look like he is his usual cool & collected self but in reality your hot concept would have more of an impact on him then he’d like to admit  

highkey always turned on whenever he catches a glimpse of your performance

overall tho he’d be supportive and amazed by you 

Yoseob 

ya’llllll 

he’d be flustered & shocked 

but only when he first saw your outfit & choreography bc you know he’d be used to your hot & sexy self at home 

*wink* 

but he’d be the most supportive 

like 

he’d even go so far as to send a video to you of him dancing to your parts of the song with a huge goofy grin on his face

he’d just be so proud that you were his gf and not just another idol to him 

and if any fans came up to you for your autograph he’d definitely adopt a bodyguard persona but also stand protectively behind you with a proud smile that he could not hide

Gikwang 

be impressed asffff

like his jaw would drop the first time he saw you 

but he’d try to give you tips on how improve your form and perfect that body roll or thrust so that when he saw you perform again then he would just be focused on how smooth & hypnotic your hot & sexy moves were 

would just be in absolute awe at how good you were in this concept and not to mention how sexy you looked 

Dongwoon

gfghjkl

he wouldn’t even be shocked the first time he saw ur performance bc he’d be in a trance of just drooling and admiring you 

like someone would have to shake him to get him out of his trance induced by you

he’d always tease you when he heard your song in public by doing your signature move in the choreo or the face you made when you have to hit the high notes 

but seeing in that concept would drive him crazy bc he already loves you so much and that concept would just further prove to him how lucky he is to have you to do that kinda concept with him anytime anyplace *wink*

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Russian Roulette

A Lee Gikwang fanfic

Mafia!AU

Rated: M. Mature content. Smut.

Description: Being part of the mafia meant you made a lot of enemies. But there’s one specific enemy you’ve never been able to kill. No matter how hard you’ve tried, he always escaped you. Will things change one night when he walks into the same casino as you...?

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A/N I had so much fun with this au I ended up writing too much so there’s gonna be a part 2 shortly!

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There he was, in your sight once again.

You weren’t planning to see him this time, but when the double doors of the casino opened, his presence was known. Everyone’s head swung around to see who was exuding such confidence at the door. Maybe not everyone here knew who he was, but as soon as you saw him, your blood began to boil, and you slid your sunglasses on over your eyes, leaning down in your seat at the roulette table to avoid him seeing you while you scanned him.

Lee Gikwang. Son of the leader of the Infamous double dragon gang, one of the strongest gangs in all of South Korea.

You, yourself were part of the Blue Moon gang, and unlike him, who was born into the mafia life automatically earning himself a high position, you earned your way to the top.

Your family was very poor, owning nothing but a small noodle restaurant, but even that wasn’t earning them enough money. They ended up getting involved with the mafia to be able to sustain their family. The Blue Moon gang would pay their bills, in return for letting the noodle shop be a secret drug cartel for them to use as they pleased. This worked for a long time, until there was one slip up, and the cops found out about the drugs. To avoid you being killed, your parents took all the blame and said nothing about the gang, immediately getting sent to prison. This left you, a fourteen year old girl in the shop alone, crying as your parents were dragged out of their shop by the cops. Sobbing, you felt a large consoling hand on your shoulder. It was a large man in a black suit by the name of Moon Junmyeon. The leader of the Blue Moon gang.

“Don’t worry kid, we’ll take care of you.” It sounded threatening, but he really did take you in, allowing you to enter the gang as if you were any other newcomer. Over the years you committed a lot of crimes, killed a lot of traitors, and smuggled a lot of drugs. But there was one guy no matter how hard you tried, you just couldn’t kill him.

Your arch nemesis, Lee Gikwang.

Blue Moon gang was one of the most feared mafia group in South Korea, only being competed with by the Double dragon group. So obviously, the two groups did NOT get along. You had been sent on many group, and solo missions to have him assassinated but he always slipped out of your grip every time. It infuriated you. He was so cocky every time. Once you thought you’d finally had him cornered in a dark ally, with your gun barrel against the back of his head.

“Game over” You had said. He only laughed back at you. Your ego immediately deflated when you felt two gun barrels on the back of your head.

He turned around and lowered your pistol with his finger, smirking at you.

“Better luck next time sweetheart.” He cooed, and you woke up a day later in a different town.

Sneering, you angrily put out the cigarette that you were smoking and left it in the ashtray. You thought about leaving and just reporting back to your boss his location, but then you thought to yourself.

‘Wouldn’t it be better to bring back a dead body?’

You smirked and directed your covered eyes back to him as he strode confidently through the casino, shaking hands with many older men who seemed excited to see him.

Okay maybe he was popular.

This made you even more mad.

He didn’t even do anything for himself! He had a group of basically bodyguards who followed him everywhere and did everything for him. They basically did all the dirty work. Every time you’d ever tried to kill him and failed, it was his bodyguards who had stopped you and taken you out. You couldn’t even count how many times they’d beat you and left you in a new location.

He had these bodyguards even with him now, but they were all dressed in black and white pinstripe suits and fedoras. Gikwang stood in the middle of his entourage, laughing at a joke he’d told, while they all pretended to laugh at it too. Instead of wearing a suit, he wore only the jacket part of it, with one button buttoned in the middle to expose his upper chest and lower stomach, fully decked out in tattoos. Mostly dragons. You rolled your eyes. His usually styled black hair looked greasy, almost wet, and had pieces dangling in front of his eyes which seemed to have black eyeliner smeared on the bottom.

Maybe he caught you staring, because he nudged one his grunts and you saw him mouth the word “roulette”.

Then he and his whole crew strode over to the table you were sitting at.

You turned away and tugged your black hat over your head, hoping he didn’t recognize you.

Of course you had a disguise on, you always did when you went out just in case. Today’s disguise was a blonde bob wig, paired with red lipstick, a deep smoky eye, a rather large brimmed black hat with a long black coat to match.

“What are you doing playing roulette by yourself?” Suddenly the silky voice was right next to you, and you almost flinched, but you knew better. You turned to face him, literally inches away from the man you wanted to murder. You gave him your best fake smile.

“Because I’ve been playing roulette. The people I was playing with just ran out of money. So I’m waiting for more people.” You time the truth, manipulating your voice to not sound like your own, since he’s heard it so many times.

A grin crept across his face, and a beautiful one at that. He had the biggest most luscious lips, and you hated it.

“Why don’t I play with you then?” He finally said, a little too close to your face. His breathe smelled strongly of whiskey. Maybe this is why he didn’t recognize you. He didn’t seem intoxicated though, maybe just tipsy, but enough to not know you. Which was perfect for you. He sat down at the seat right next to you, despite there being many empty seats around the table. You looked at his face and smiled, thinking about watching the life drain out of it. Maybe he thought you were flirting, because he smiled back as he was buying his roulette chips. His crowd of bodyguards all began to sit at the table

“Roulette players only please-“ the worker said. They all glared at him, then looked expectingly at Gikwang, who waved his hand, signaling them to listen to the man and not kill him.

“Let’s make this interesting. Just you and I babe.” He turned to face you again, his big almond eyes gleaming. “You pick a color. I pick the opposite. Make it fair.” He said, eyeing you up and down. You tried not to scowl at his gaze, but felt your cheeks flushing anyway.

“Sounds fair enough. But I have one condition.” You pushed all your roulette chips forward. You had won about $500 playing roulette for the past couple hours, and decided to humor him for the last few hours of his life and have fun. His face didn’t even twitch.

“Deal.” He said and entered the same amount.

“I choose red.” You said quickly.

“Why red?” He asked curiously.

Like the color of your blood when it comes out of the bullet hole I’m gonna leave in your face.

You thought.

“I like red.”

You smiled.

“Black it is for me.” Gikwang said confidently as the casino worker took your best, calling out “No more bets” despite there being only two people at the table. As if in slow motion, the ball dropped, and hit the spinning roulette wheel, going round and round in circles.

Your eyes followed the ball, nervousness bubbling in your stomach. You glanced at Gikwang who looked at ease. You got mad again.

Fuck him for being so calm..

Everyone was silent as the ball began to slow down, making thudding noises as it passed over the ridges of the numbers.

Black

Red

Black

Red

Black.....

It nearly came to a stop on the black number, but at the very last second, it rolled onto a red section.

“Red 19.” The worker called as he picked up the ball from the slot.

For once in his life, Gikwang looked disappointed. He’d had everything in his life handed to him, and just lost a game of luck.

As the worker began to give you your chips back so you could cash them in for your earnings, you turned to Gikwang again, filled with pride. “Better luck next time, right?” You said, flashing him a real smile.

He looked taken aback by your words and stared at you.

Fuck. Maybe you shouldn’t have said that..

Nervously you collected your chips and stood up. He grabbed your wrist tightly and you realized you’d said too much. He realized who you were.

He stared at your, dark eyes hooded as his eyes scanned yours. Then his big lips pulled into a smirk again.

“Hope to see you again soon, sweetheart~” he said happily.

Nope. He’s still just a drunk guy.

You breathed a sigh of relief and nodded. “Very soon I hope. I’ll find you.” You winked from behind your sunglasses and walked off to collect your earnings from roulette. As you turned around from the counter, you saw Gikwang walked out the doors of the casino.

What?? One game and you’re done??

In a hurry, you grabbed all your money, shoved it in your purse and sprinted out of the casino after him. You could see the mob of suited men walking through the purple lit door of a building in a back alley. You looked up at the sign, seeing the triple X sign and a neon lit girl taking her top off. You sighed. Of course he went into a strip club.

Straightening yourself up, you followed at a distance and led yourself into the building, the bouncer not questioning your age because of the glare you were giving him. You were on a mission.

Immediately the loud music and smell of smoke engulfed you. It was so loud with sensual music you couldn’t even hear yourself think. Completely covered up, you didn’t fit in this club, but you pushed through the crowd and saw him sitting at a round table with his crew in the front row, throwing ones at a girl dancing on stage.

Wow you hated him a lot.

But you had an idea. And you didn’t like it. It wasn’t hard to sneak behind the DJ’s booth and take a glance at the roster of girls dancing tonight. Destiny was the name of the girl dancing currently, so next up was a girl named.... Cinnamon. Nice. You almost laughed as you slipped away, looking for the dressing room. The club didn’t have very good security, because you easily found the small, well lit room where all the strippers would get ready for their performances.

“Which one of you is Cinnamon.” You said firmly at the group of underdressed girls.

“Who are you?” A little redhead said rudely. You didn’t have time for this.

“I said,” you drew your pistol from the strap on your thigh and pointed it at one of the girls, who’s face drained of all color.

“Which one of you. Is. Cinnamon.” You spit out, and a young brunette finally spat out, terrified.

“I am.” She was fighting back tears.

You looked at her, she was about your size and body type.

“Perfect. Give me your outfit. Now.” You began to strip down yourself and throw your clothes at her for her to wear. Seeming confused with the situation, she complied and changed into your outfit, then gave you hers. You pulled on the skimpy outfit which wasn’t more than lingerie over your own underwear. Whatever it was sexy and it would do.

“Please welcome to the stage.... Cinnamon!” You heard the announcer say and some low music started playing.

“I’ll give it back later.” You dug in your purse and gave her your roulette earnings. “Consider it a tip.” You said, then ran up to the stage, walking out sexually like you’d seen the girls do earlier. It felt weird. You rubbed your hands up your thighs to feel for the gun and knife strapped to them which were covered by garter belts and stockings. The men started hollering and throwing ones. Your eyes met Gikwang’s, who sat up surprised in his seat when he saw you. Then pointed at you, then patted his thick thighs, telling you exactly where he wanted you. In this dark lighting, the shadows casting accentuated every muscle on his chest. What the fuck? Why were you thinking about that. You shook your head then continued to “dance” to make everything seem real, walking around the pole, sliding up and down, all the while keeping direct eye contact with the tall man who looked like he wanted to eat you up. Finally as the song died down, you walked down the stairs of the stage and down to his table, other guys looking jealous as you walk straight to him, leaning over him tracing a hand down his chest. You leaned closer to him, your lips on his ear and whispered.

“Buy a private session with me, won’t you?” You tried saying in your sexiest voice, trying your hardest not to cringe or just stab him here. You looked at him, and could tell he was going to comply with you, so you walked away, leaving him wanting more.

Heart pounding, you found the private dance rooms and waited outside the door until you saw him rounding the corner, then you slipped into the room and waited for him. In the room was just one large red couch—for parties you guessed?—it was a cheap looking sparkly material, but whatever. At least his blood wouldn’t stain too bad.

When you finally heard the door open, you realized you had been holding your breathe waiting him. As soon as he came in, your heart stopped again, your head started spinning.

“Told you I’d see see you soon.” You said, trying to steady your voice, and sound sexy.

Gikwang locked the door behind him, then took a hand and ran it through his black locks, those stunning brown eyes staring holes into your chest—which he was obviously looking at. With a smirk, he slowly unbuttoned and took off what was left of his top, which was only the jacket, and laid it on the couch.

Jesus Christ. In the low lit room, the soft light illuminated all his muscles as he inched his way to the couch, spreading his legs out dominantly. You had seen him shirtless before, because he was quite the fan of revealing clothing, but never this close.

“Oh how I missed you sweetheart” he said lustfully, patting his thighs, pulling money out of his pocket. “Here’s my deposit.” He leaned over, placing a hundred in your lacy red bra. Your face twisted into what you thought was a scowl, but just looked embarrassed at his touch. You fake smiled at him and began moving your hips back and forth, hands in the air, and touching all over your body. You had your eyes closed during the dance, but when you opened them and looked over your shoulder, your ass barely inches away from his lap, you could tell he was trying his hardest to hold back.

He looked vulnerable at this point, so you smirked and turned around, putting your hands on his shoulders. Slowly your hands drifted down his chest, feeling every muscle, then moved yourself onto his lap, straddling him.

The look on his face was priceless. He was looking at you with such admiration and longing, his beautiful lips parted slightly at the sight of you, like he couldn’t keep his mouth closed.

Stop it. Stop thinking he’s beautiful.

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Hopelessly - Gikwang

(Admin: babyboiii, this wasn't good sorry it was like 2 am)

You are just a stylist, Gikwang was nice to you because it’s work. That’s what you keep telling yourself, but despite that, your heart still flutters when he smiles at you or thanks you for doing his hair and makeup. You wish you could just make it stop, you wish you could turn your emotions off because you know you’re just a stylist nothing more.

“Y’N, you’re still here,” Gikwang says with a smile walking into the room where you had been silently lost in thought for what felt like days, you break from your thought turning towards him, nodding softly, “you should get going, but it’s not safe for a woman to walk alone late at night,” he mumbles.

“I’ll be fine,” you mumble, putting away the last few brushes that were left on your counter and moving the hairspray back to its correct place.

“I’ll walk you, it’s not far from here,” Gikwang hurries out catching up to you, you shake your head.

“It’s fine really, Gikwang,” you mumble, he continues to walk beside you, your heart is racing in your chest.

“If something happened to you because I let you walk alone at night I wouldn’t forgive myself,” Gikwang whines.

“You’re an idol, it could cause a misunderstanding,” you mumble, trying to keep your feelings from talking and stay logical.

“I can always just tell them you’re my stylist it’s not a lie,” he mumbles, you let out a sigh it felt hopeless to try and reason with him.

“Fine,” you mumble stuffing your hands into your pockets, Gikwang smiles walking beside you.

The walk was mostly silent between the two of you, but your mind was racing with fears of being seen and fears of being with him alone. You bite the inside of your cheek softly, hoping your mind wouldn’t get too ahead of itself.

“We’re here,” you mumble, looking at the house behind the gate, Gikwang does the same.

“You have a really nice house,” Gikwang blurts out, “who all are you a stylist for,” you let out a laugh covering your mouth.

“I own a makeup line,” you explain opening the gate, “I’ll see you tomorrow Gikwang, thank you,” you bow slightly heading to your door.

“I knew she was too pretty to just be a stylist, but who knew she owns a makeup line, do you think she models for it too,” Gikwang rushes out sitting cross-legged across from Yoseob, who was mostly ignoring him.

“She doesn’t model for the brand, but she does own a store,” Junhyung jumps into the conversation, “she has had mamamoo model for her brand before,” Junhyung mumbles mindlessly.

“She’s so cool,” Gikwang mumbles scrolling through articles about you, “I thought she was just a stylist,” he mutters.

“She’s your stylist,” Yoseob mumbles not really knowing what Gikwang was talking about, “she only wants to be a stylist to us,” Yoseob mumbles still more focused on his computer than he is Gikwang, “Junhyung just dug through her Instagram for three days.”

“She’s talented,” Gikwang mumbles mindlessly, “I caught her singing one of our songs while she was cleaning the other day,” he says with a laugh, smiling fondly at the memory.

“Just say you like her already,” Junhyung complains, “that’s the only thing you’ve not said,” he tries to sound annoyed.

“I do like her, but I’m just her client, right?” He sighs, “I can’t be anything more to keep both of us safe.”

“Just date her if you want to,” Yoseob whines, “why do both of you sound so similar?”

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When You Lay Down Between His Legs ~ Highlight Reaction

Doojoon:

Suspicious eyes watched over you as Doojoon caught you shuffling out of the corner of his eye once again. “Where are you heading to?” He suddenly asked.

An innocent smile formed on your face as you met Doojoon’s eyes, “I was just looking at that gap I can see between your legs, it looks pretty me sized.”

Doojoon nodded as he looked between the gap and you, “and I’m guessing you’re trying to move there without me noticing what you’re doing, aren’t you?”

“How?” You grumbled, “how do you always manage to work me out like this?”

“You weren’t exactly being subtle there Y/N.”

With that, Doojoon wrapped his arms around you and pulled you tightly in between his legs. “I thought if I moved slowly you wouldn’t notice.”

“Nice try,” Doojoon sympathised, pressing a kiss against your shoulder, “but you’re going to have to do better than that.”

“Oh well, at least I’m finally where I want to be Joon.”

“Exactly, and where I want you too.”

 Yoseob:

A chuckle came from you as Yoseob’s legs squeezed even tighter against your frame either side of you. “You said you were cold, so I’m just warming you up.”

You could barely chuckle as your hands tapped against his legs, “I said that I was cold, I didn’t say that I wanted you to squeeze the life out of me though.”

A shrug of the shoulders came from Yoseob as you looked back at him, “unfortunately that’s what you get for deciding that you want to lay down in between my legs.”

“You’re so mean to me,” you pouted, “what did I ever do to you to deserve this?”

“You made me move my legs when I was comfy.”

A roll of the eyes followed from you as Yoseob dramatically sighed, “you’d barely been sat down for five minutes, there’s no way that you were cosy.”

“I was, because I was warm,” he retorted, “so stop pouting at me unless you want me to move and let you keep yourself warm.”

“Sometimes I wonder what it is that I ever saw in you.”

“My nice warm legs, that’s what.”

Your eyes rolled at Yoseob’s confident reply, hearing his snigger follow. “If you think your legs were the reason I fell for you, you’re mistaken.”

“Of course,” Yoseob agreed, “because you fell instead for my handsome smile and my beautiful eyes, didn’t you?”

“You can be so full of yourself sometimes, you know?”

“But that’s just why you love me.”

Gikwang:

Your smile turned up as you felt a gentle tug against your hair, knowing exactly what Gikwang was doing. “Sorry,” he whispered, knowing what he had done.

Your head shook in reply to him as you placed your hands against his legs. “You’re alright, it didn’t hurt,” you assured him, not wanting him to worry.

Gikwang continued to twirl your hair around in his finger, watching you with concerned eyes. “Are you sure?” Gikwang pushed, immediately beginning to worry.

“I’m fine,” you chuckled, “it can’t hurt anyway when I’m laying right here.”

“My legs don’t stop things hurting Y/N.”

Your head carried on shaking in Gikwang’s direction, “laying here makes me feel comfortable so that absolutely nothing can hurt me.”

“Your logic gives me a headache sometimes,” Gikwang couldn’t help but retort, looking down at you with his eyes narrowing.

“Just keep playing with my hair and it’ll all make sense.”

“I reckon I can keep doing that.”

Dongwoon:

You threw yourself down with a huff as you noticed the gap in Dongwoon’s legs, finally relaxing. “I thought at one point you weren’t coming home tonight.”

Dongwoon’s hands rested through your hair as you leant back, “I was convinced at one point that I wasn’t going to be coming home tonight either.”

A chuckle escaped from him as he listened to you, watching you yawn as you spoke. “I hope you don’t plan on falling asleep on me, we can’t sleep on the sofa.”

“I’m not moving,” you quickly warned him, “you’ll have to move me you know.”

“If I need to carry you to bed, then I will.”

Your head nodded, happily agreeing to let Dongwoon carry you. “Don’t move just yet, I’m comfy here and after the day I’ve had, this is what I need.”

“We don’t have to go anywhere just yet,” Dongwoon assured you, “but you know we can’t spend all night on the sofa.”

“I reckon we could, I can lay between your legs here too.”

“Trust me Y/N, you’ll regret it.”

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GOT7 REACT: To you being really scared of thunder

Anonymous said to kpopgroupsreact: GOT7 Reaction to their girlfriends being really scared of thunder

JB: The man that seldom shows his softness in an attempt to seem manlier will shower you with warmth. When you crawled underneath the table as the lightening flashed and the thunder boomed overhead, he’d be the one to mellow out the atmosphere with his smile as he peered underneath to meet your frightened gaze, he’d reach his hand out to you.

“Y/N…it’s alright, I’m here. We’re inside, it’s safe.”

Mark: When the storm started he didn’t expect to see you disappear so quickly. You vanished from in front of his eyes within the first thundering roar overhead and he spent a good ten minutes trying to find you.

“Y/N? Are you alright? It’s okay, you can come out. I’m with you remember?” he’d coax you out, just like with a kitten.

Jackson: I try being serious with Jackson. I really do. But why bother when he’s a meme that has the best things to say? He’ll have the mood up, and you comfortable in no time.

“Y/N, you have me to protect you. Have you seen these guns? Thunder got nothin on them.”

Jinyoung: When he saw you tense up and begin to shake because of the sudden fallen storm and thundering that echoed around, he seemed to know just what to do. He’d take you to a quiet corner, your hand firmly grasped in his and it wouldn’t even take words but a warm smile to ease your shaking heart.

Youngjae: When you have literal sunshine with you, you don’t need to fear the storm. He would try anything to send your fears away and bring a smile to your face.

“Y/N, I’m your Hulk remember? A little thunder isn’t going to hurt you with me around.” *insert embarrassing pose here*

BamBam: He knows the best way to cope with fears is distraction -and he’s the best distraction around. A soft, fluffy distraction. Someone pinch his nose.

“Look y/n, if you focus hard on this you won’t even notice your surroundings. That’s how I fell down the stairs last week.”

Yugyeom: At the sight of a brewing storm and the first downpour, you were racing for cover. The thunder only made you jump and shake in fear, clinging onto him for dear life.

“Y/N it’s okay.” he would pull you into a semi-warm hug, due to you both being drenched. But his steady heartbeat would drown out the sounds outside and calm you down.

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Kinks w/ Gikwang

The hardest part was trying to find the words to bring it up. It isn't something that can easily have a segway, nor is it something to bring up out of the blue. Yet, somehow, it was something you wanted to do immensely. Gikwang away for the weekend you went into his computer. While most would say it was an invasion of privacy, this case was different. The boys went over old memories and watched old interviews and it had given you an idea. With the thought of watching porn with him wasn't something you really had even thought about before, now you wanted nothing more. Was he hiding a lot of secret kinks? Was he a vanilla guy? There really was only one way to know. 'Cause we all know no one is THAT honest. Opening his browser you couldn't help but watch one after another. Most were low quality, amateur porn. Quite a few involved the male holding down the female's wrist above her head. And quite a few with neck biting. While he came home you decided that honesty was likely the best policy in this situation and you didn't hold back. "Gi, I was thinking about that one old video and it gave me an idea...maybe we could, if you wanted, watch some porn together. And maybe also, try it out?" His eyes just wide and staying stood still worried you just a little.."Do you not want to?" Walking towards you he kissed your forehead. A light laugh as he hid his face in your hair. "I didn't say that I-" "You didn't say anything" "Hush" he interjected with a laugh. "I mean...are you sure you want to? I would love to but" "Alright then let's go" Your hand gripping his as you pull him towards the bedroom. Gikwang laughing but his pace speeding up and he picked you and bit your shoulder playfully. The two of you both excited about this new addition to your bedroom activities.