#hong dabin scenarios

[dreamperfectarchives]

Sweet Silence

Summary: Dabin makes a bet with his friends without thinking about the consequences and gets into trouble.

Or boys will be boys, Ugh.

Bet!AU | M.List | Word Count: 1.6k

DPR Live x Reader: Angst, fluff, miscommunication, your friends with other khh artists. drama. arguments, men are dumb!

A/N sorry, it's on the shorter side but please enjoy!

How it started;

"If you accept this bet, y/n might not speak to you ever again."

Dabin rolled his eyes.

"He knew you better than anyone, and he believed that you wouldn't break up with him over a bet. Especially since he would explain everything in detail once the bet was over and he had won, proving those guys wrong.

“Okay, you have three days to complete this whole game, so that means no sleeping and no texting your girlfriend,” Ian smirked as he explained the rules to Dabin. “We’ll come into your flat to make sure you’re fed and hydrated, so you don’t die.”

Your boyfriend had a smile on his face, feeling thrilled at the idea of proving his friends wrong and winning the bet. However, he got too caught up in the excitement and forgot to inform you beforehand that he would be gone for three days while the dare was taking place.

“Bring it on, guys!”

He didn’t think that the outcome, in the end, would be so… terrifying. 

How it went; 

“You know what’s weird?” you said as you grabbed a drink out of your fridge. “I haven’t heard from Dabin since last night.” 

Hoody sat comfortably on the floor, intently flipping through the pages of a fashion magazine. Meanwhile, Sohee carefully painted her nails with a deep and rich shade of red.

“He’s probably just hanging out with the guys,” one of them answered. 

The other simply hummed in agreement. 

"Oh, that's a nice colour," you complimented Sohee before sitting next to her on the couch, being careful not to disturb her. "You're probably right, but, weirdly, he's taking so long to text me." 

Hoody closed her magazine over, before grabbing her drink off the coffee table, “you know what you need?” She suggested after taking a sip. “A girls night with us! We can invite Lee Hi and DeVita too.” 

You let out a sigh, the idea did sound like fun. It had been a while since you all hung out together and had a good time. Besides, maybe Dabin needed a break with his friends, just like you needed one with yours.

“Okay,” you agreed. “Let’s do it, but we’re staying in.”

Sohee laughed as she closed the nail polish bottle, “we wouldn’t have it any other way.”

The evening was a relaxing and enjoyable one, filled with laughter, good company, and indulgences like wine, face masks, and friendly chatter about relationships. We rearranged the furniture to create a cosy space on the floor, where we could lounge on blankets and pillows and fully unwind.

The thought of your boyfriend not messaging you all day, even after you texted him to ask how he was, was unsettling. It was unlike him to go this long without responding, even when he was with his friends. It just didn't make sense to you.

Was he mad at you? Did you do something wrong? 

A sigh escaped your lips as you finished your drink. Hoody was the only one who stayed after everyone went home. It had been a lovely night, full of laughter and endless fun, but now you were getting annoyed.

You sent another text.

An hour later, still no response.

It was almost 3 am and Hoody was sitting on the couch, scrolling through channels, hoping to find something interesting to watch on TV. As time passed, you seemed to become more and more irritated, letting out a sigh which Hoody took as a sign to turn off the TV and encourage you to go to bed.

While watching Hoody remove her makeup, you asked, "Do you think he's breaking up with me?" as you sat on the edge of the bathtub.

“That boy is completely in love with you,” she scolded, looking at you through the mirror. “Don’t be stupid.”

You laughed at the scowl on her face, “Sorry, it’s just unlike him, you know?”

She nodded. “If he doesn’t text or call you tomorrow, you can be as angry as you want, and I’ll be just as angry with you. Deal?”

“Deal!”

->

After Dabin failed to message or call the next day, you and Hoody sulked and complained about inconsiderate men. She was just as angry as you, she’d promised she would be the night before, you were so thankful for having a friend like her. 

“How can you go two days without messaging the love of your life?” She shouted, throwing popcorn at the TV as the protagonists kissed in the rain. “I’m so pissed off right now.”

You laughed at her sudden outburst, “It’s okay, I've decided to give him the silent treatment until he apologises.”

Hoody seemed to like your idea, and let you know she was only a call away if you needed her before she left as she had work the next day. 

Now, it was just you and your thoughts. 

The day had passed by quickly, as it always did when you were hanging out with your friends. However, now you’d found yourself unsure of what to do. You couldn't even talk to Dabin, as he wasn't talking to you in the first place. Besides, you didn't want to speak to him until he apologised. 

A sigh parted your lips as you stared at the multiple messages you’d sent the night before, how annoying, you thought. 

You started typing out a message, fingers moving swiftly across the keyboard as you let your thoughts pour out, you wanted him to know how he made you feel and what you were going to do about it before muting his messages and tossing your phone to the side. 

On the other hand:

Dabin was clueless about the impact of his actions on your feelings. He was engrossed in his video games and consuming the food that his buddies had brought for him. He convinced himself that he only had to endure one more day, and then he would see you and clarify how he had won the bet.

However, the happiness he had been feeling vanished as quickly as it had come when he saw your recent message. The message read, 'I'm not sure why you're not talking to me, but I know I haven't done anything wrong to deserve this. If this is your way of breaking up with me, then so be it. But at least say something instead of going cold.'

As he tried to call you, the call went straight through to voicemail, and his heart fell through his stomach. You thought he was breaking up with you, and he was now panicking. He couldn't bear the thought of never speaking to you again, and he realised that Ian was right.

This bet was not a good idea. 

He moved quickly, leaving a mess behind as he shoved his shoes on and grabbed his keys to make his way over to your place. The bet wasn't worth winning if it meant losing you. This whole situation was stupid to begin with. 

He arrived at your apartment just before midnight, panting heavily as he knocked on the door, praying for you to answer.

When you opened the door, you appeared annoyed. Your expression grew even more irritated when you saw him standing there. He watched as you crossed your arms and visibly became smaller under your glare.

“What do you want?” You argued. 

He quickly entered the room and closed the door behind him, saying, "I'm here to apologise. It's not what you think."

You stepped back as he tried to reach out to you. "What is it then?" you asked.

“It was a stupid bet–”

"Excuse me, what?!" you interrupted, feeling angrier. 

"It was Ian's idea. He provoked me by saying that I couldn't go three days without texting you or sleeping, and I wanted to prove him wrong," he rambled. "I know it was stupid, and I'm so sorry for putting you through this."

"I can't believe this! Did you really put me through all of this emotional turmoil just for a bet?" You unfolded your arms and settled your hands on your hips, staring at your partner in disbelief. You let out a deep sigh and collapsed onto the couch, feeling defeated. "I honestly thought you were going to break up with me."

Dabin knelt in front of you, taking your hands into his. He kissed the back of each hand and gazed deeply into your eyes. "I am so sorry for what I did," he spoke in a soft tone. "But I promise you, I'm not breaking up with you. Ever! I want to marry you one day. I'm so in love with you."

He could tell you were still upset with him, but the faint smile appearing on your lips told him that the two of you were going to be okay.

“You’ve got a lot of making up to do,” you told him to which he nodded in agreement. “Also, Ian is in a lot, and I mean, a lot of trouble.” 

Dabin laughed at the mischievous grin on your face before jumping onto the couch next to you and pulling you into his arms, “god, I missed you.”

How it ended:

“So, you failed,” Ian smirked.

Dabin shrugged as you walked into the room where he and Ian were sitting, then smiled at you.

“Ian, you are in a lot of trouble,” you said, watching the smirk fall off his lips. “I’m not sure why you’re sitting there so smugly.”

Ian appeared visibly frightened as he contemplated the severity of his situation.

Let's just say your friends had a lot to say.

[a-fence]

Beside You

His love never felt right

Dabin has spotted the same girl in the crowd for several shows now. Sure, there are fans that attended multiple shows, but there’s just something about her that set her apart from the crowd. Was it the way she swayed to the music, or the way she seemed so absorbed with the music, like she felt it in her soul, or the way she held the eye contact as he looked at her through the crowd? He wasn’t sure, just that there was something that pulled his attention to her when he sees her while he’s onstage.  

He spotted her at the after party and thought that maybe she knew one of organizers or the other artists because why else would she be here? He grabbed two drinks and the second he turned around, she’s gone. He sighed and thought maybe it’s not meant to be. He downed the two drinks he got and decided to go out for a smoke.

The bartender directed Dabin to the smoking area and he saw her out there. Maybe he still had some luck left for the day. He approached the smoking area, stood on the opposite side of the trash can and took out his pack of cigarettes. He didn’t want this to be his opening line, but after patting all his pockets, he just couldn’t find his lighter.

“Hey, do you have a light?” Dabin asked and the girl handed him her lighter. He flicked it but it sputtered out.

“Sorry I think I ran out. Here,” and she moved to stand beside Dabin, and used her own cigarette to light his.

“I think I’ve seen you in our shows more than once, or am I imagining things? I’m Dabin by the way,” he asked cautiously and he stretched out his hand.

“Y/N,” and she shook his hand. “No, you’re not,” she chuckled while shaking her head. “I was also at yesterday’s show, and the one two days ago. Although I don’t think I left that much of an impression for you to remember me in a crowd. All your shows are packed.”

“Well, you see someone in a crowd often enough, you start to remember them. Are you one of the organizers? I haven’t seen you at an after-party until tonight.”

“I’m with Jiho. I’m either sitting at the bar or out in the smoking area. Maybe we just didn’t cross paths until today.”

“Are you his stylist or something?”

“Wow, you really think I’m a stylist by the way I’m dressed?” she laughed. “I’m flattered, but no.” She hesitated to explain further. She just wanted to connect with someone else tonight.

“You’re dressed really well so you can’t really fault me for thinking you’re a stylist,” he complimented.

“Thanks,” she blushed.

She wanted to continue the conversation and she looked up as she tried to think of a topic and saw that the sky was clear tonight and that you could see some stars despite being in the city. She asked Dabin if he knew any constellations and when he said he didn’t, she started pointing out some to him. This led them to talk about their astrological signs and if they related to how their signs are usually described.

The backs of their hands brushed several times during that conversation, which made Dabin’s heart thump loudly. He really liked talking with her and thought he should ask her out before the night ended.

“Do you want to maybe get coffee tomorrow? The next show is in two days so we got free time,” Dabin asked.

She opened her mouth to respond when someone else arrived at the smoking area.

“There you are! I’ve been calling you ‘cause I couldn’t find you,” Jiho exclaimed.

Y/N pulled out her phone quickly to check. She felt her phone vibrating, she just deliberately ignored it. “Sorry I think I accidentally put it on silent.”

“Oh, I see you met Dabin. Hey man, this is my girlfriend, Y/N,” Jiho said as he draped his arm around her shoulders.

Dabin’s heart sank at Jiho’s statement and realized what she meant when she said she was with Jiho. He forced a smile and said, “How come I’ve never seen her?”

“Didn’t want you guys stealing her from me,” Jiho joked. “Anyway, we’re heading home now. See you at the next show!”

“It was nice talking with you Dabin.” She didn’t want to say goodbye but Jiho had his arm on her shoulders and she had to go.

Alone and with nothing to light another cigarette, Dabin headed back to the bar to find the boys. He spotted them and grabbed a chair to join their conversation.

“Was your girl in the crowd tonight?” Ian asked, eyebrows wiggling up and down.

“She was, but she’s not my girl,” Dabin said forlornly.

“What do you mean? You’ve been crushing on her the day you saw her,” Scott chimed.

“She was here at the bar and I found her and I was talking with her and the conversation was flowing and I asked her out for coffee but before she could reply, Jiho comes out to the smoking area and introduces her to me as his girlfriend,” he explained.

The boys’ eyes went huge. The news of Jiho having a girlfriend was just a big shock to them as it was to Dabin. Jiho could be pretty private sometimes but he and Dabin were close and he didn’t have any clue he was seeing someone.

Dabin continued, “I just… I felt a connection there. We maybe could’ve talked until dawn if only Jiho didn’t show up. When we parted, she held my eyes just a second too long, like she didn’t want to leave yet. He brought her to a party where she barely knows anyone and leaves her alone. She deserves to be treated better and I think I can do that.”

“Yo, chill. We barely know their relationship dynamics. You can’t judge them based on this one occasion. Maybe just befriend her for now and observe from the sidelines,” Cream reasoned.

They only had three shows left with Jiho before he’s replaced by Hyuk as their guest and Dabin had to make those count.

The smoking area became their unofficial rendezvous point after each show where they talked about nothing and everything in between. Dabin introduced her to the rest of DPR and to the organizers and other staff, something he thought Jiho should’ve done.

After the introductions, they hung out with the rest of DPR. They told her how DPR was formed and they asked her if she could tell them about her and Jiho but only if it was fine with her but she told them anyway. Jiho joined in after a while and he corroborated her stories, shocking them at how well they were able to hide the relationship.

Jiho’s last day of guesting meant that'll be the last time Dabin saw Y/N and he has been conflicted the entire morning and up until the before the show began if he should tell her his feelings or not.

He found her at their usual spot and he asked her if she wanted to go to the rooftop as the view was nice from there. She agreed and Dabin’s heart pounded louder and louder as they neared the rooftop and he kept on glancing at her to check if she could hear how loud his heart is beating but she just continued walking up the stairs.

They were both leaning on the railing admiring the nighttime view, and Dabin turned to her and stated, “Today’s your last night.” She just nodded in confirmation, still looking ahead.

Dabin swallowed before continuing, “I really enjoyed spending time with you and I know it might be wrong to say this now but I just don’t want to regret not ever telling you. I like you, Y/N.”

This caught her attention and she turned to Dabin. “Thank you Dabin but…” she sighed before continuing, “I know you know why I can’t reciprocate your feelings. I’m with Jiho and you two are friends and I don’t want to get in between your friendship.” She moved to hug Dabin, something he didn’t expect her to do. “Thanks for keeping me company after the shows and listening to me ramble on about the most random topics.”

Dabin laughed into her hair, his lips lightly brushed the crown of her head, and he just held on to her, savoring the moment.

“You never know, maybe we’ll have our time. But until then…” and Y/N broke from the hug and walked away, leaving Dabin alone on the rooftop.

Two years later, DPR is back on tour again and Dabin spotted her again in the crowd and he’s hit by deja vu. He thought he was hallucinating but he asked the others and they confirmed what he saw. He doesn’t have her number anymore so he couldn’t call her but he remembered where they used to meet after shows before and he went there to check.

The crowd has long dissipated and he could clearly see it was empty as he approached the smoking area. He figured he might as well smoke while he’s here, and he pats his pockets, lighter missing once again. He groaned in frustration when he suddenly heard a voice.

“Need a light?” a female voice asked.

Dabin turned to the voice and saw Y/N, arm outstretched, a lighter in her hand. Dabin immediately hugged her, completely ignoring the lighter she was offering. His heart ached at finally seeing her and the tiny seed of hope in his heart is ignited; maybe this is their time.

She hugged him back tightly, glad to be reconnected with an old friend. “I’m so happy to see you onstage again.”

“Wha-, how-,” Dabin flustered, breaking the hug. “I’ve so many questions right now. You fell off the grid and you’re here! Right now! In front of me!!”

Y/N laughed at his confusion, a sound Dabin didn’t know he missed. “I know. I’m sorry I left without any word. Jiho and I broke up almost a year ago now, and I thought it would be best for me to leave everything behind in order to move on. It just so happened that at the time of our break up, my work offered to send me to the US as part of my promotion and I took the opportunity. I kept tabs on you though. So when I saw your tour announcement, I waited to buy tickets. I bought a few in case we didn’t see each other at this venue.”

“We need to catch up. Are you hungry? There’s a diner down the block we can go to,” Dabin offered and she nodded.

The walk to the diner was filled with nervous energy as they both remembered how their last meeting ended. The two of them would ask a question at the same time and would urge the other to continue and nothing was asked nor answered as they arrived at the diner.

They chose a corner booth and ordered their food. Y/N told him about her breakup with Jiho, how they had a falling out as he prioritized his career. She also told him how she’s been adjusting to life in the US and living alone in a foreign country.

Dabin listened to her stories intently, wishing he was there as her friend during a difficult time in her life. The food arrived, which they both ignored, eager to catch up with one another.

It was his turn and he told her how he continued making music, collaborated with different brands, and despite all the work, he still wondered about her from time to time.

“What I said on the rooftop a few years back still holds true,” Dabin confessed.

Y/N smiled and reached for his hand across the table and squeezed it. Dabin interlaced their fingers when she loosened her grip.

He looked at her, hopeful. “Can I make you mine?”

“I told you we’ll have our time,” she affirms.

They smiled at each other before digging in to their food, which has gone cold by now, excited at how this new chapter in their lives would unfold.

[cixrosie]

if i was to make a dpr oc as well as write dpr imagines would anyone be interested

[dalicia-fay]

Not my pic, credit to the original owner.

That shirt looks like it's made out of boyfriend material...I'll see myself out..

Stressful Day- DPR Live

Today was one of those days; Sarah called out sick again, so your asshole of a boss decided to dump her workload into your lap to take care of. Deadlines, blablabla, teamwork, blablabla, more deadlines. That was all you could hear your boss say as he handed you more paperwork. "Great, another late night," you thought to yourself as you sat it on your desk next to your own workload. Placing your earbuds in your ears, you picked up where you left off, determined to finish everything today so you would not have to return to it tomorrow.

Before you knew it, the clock on your computer showed 12am ‘shit, worked till midnight again’. You stood up and stretched, your body aching from all the time you spent sitting in that cheap little black office chair. You cleaned up your workspace, saved all the files you were working on, and turned off your computer. You picked up your purse and water bottle that your boyfriend, Dabin, sent with you this morning because "you gotta stay hydrated, babygirl" his words echoed in your head. He was always worried about your wellbeing and you his, considering you both tend to work until ungodly hours when work requires it.

Walking out of the building and hearing the exterior doors' automatic lock click made a small smile start to pull at your lips while you stood momentarily in the cool night air, letting out an exhale that felt like it had been trapped in your chest all day. You were ready to be home and curled in bed with your boyfriend. With that warm, fuzzy thought in mind, you made your way to your car to make your way back home.

 - - -

Walking into your apartment, you locked the door behind you before kicking off your black leather pumps that had been suffocating your feet all day. ‘That damn dress code is going to be the death of me.’ you thought while untucking your blouse from your dress pants, and you walked tiredly into your little kitchen. Opening the fridge, you began the hunt for something to eat, not noticing the male figure quietly sneaking up from behind you.

Before you realized what was going on, you felt hands slither around your waist, making you jump as you turned to look at the culprit. As you turned, Dabin picked you up, pinned your body to the now-closed fridge, and wrapped your legs around his waist. "Hey baby" he said with that signature smirk on his face, "Dabin, what the fuck?! Don’t sneak up on me like that!" You yelled, more surprised than anything but wanting him to feel guilty for his actions. Laughing a bit at your reaction, Dabin took a hand off your leg, gently caressing your face as he laughed, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I just missed my girl that's all." Moving your hands from his chest, you clasped them together against the back of his neck, playing with his short hair.

He always knew how to make you completely forget about the outside world, especially after a long day of work. ‘It’s like he can sense it,’ you thought as you leaned into his hand. "I missed you too" you said softly. "Today was an absolute shitshow," you sighed, running a hand through your hair, one of the many signs that signaled to Dabin that your work day was incredibly stressful. “Ah, well then...” Dabin spoke as he began carrying you to the living room, snagging a couple snacks and drinks along the way. “Tell me all about it, and don’t leave out any details!” He said this with emphasis on the details, as if you had watched the next episode of his favorite TV show without him. 

You and your boyfriend sat down on the couch, and you made yourselves comfortable by cuddling up on his lap. You then proceeded to recount the most frustrating aspects of your day at work, going into as much detail as possible. As you spoke, Dabin sat in content silence, humming and nodding in response to you every so often, so you knew he was listening to every word that you said. 

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After your rather lengthy rant, you laid your head on Dabin's chest and let go of the day's stress while listening to his heartbeat. "Thank you," you said in almost a hushed tone, Dabin barely hearing you. "For what?" he asked, gently rubbing his hands along your back. "For listening, being here for me, and simply being you," you replied. When you lifted your head to look your loving boyfriend in the eyes, you noticed a smile and blush on his face. "Of course, Y/N, I will always be there for you, no matter what." 

Leaning in to give him a kiss, you smiled as you felt him smile into it. Pulling away after a few moments, you laid your head back on his chest. His hands continued to stroke your back in a soothing manner until both of you fell asleep.

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(I hope you all enjoy this kind of short imagine...I will work on writing longer ones from here on out. Feel free to request anything and I’ll try to get to it as quick as possible! Thanks loves!!)

~Dalicia

[minimultiestfandoms]

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[gabiixalves]

ok, necessito de pessoas q escrevem com o khh ou krnb. estou necessitada :(

[fmufmu]

Company. (M)

[hiii i wanna request some fluff for dabin aka dpr !!! pls ^_^ + hi, could you do a dpr live smut scenario? maybe something like friends to lovers? thanks!]

           Dabin kisses and you – well. It’s something.

A/N:  i’m not the best at writing sex scenes or smut so i tried my hardest to make it smutty(????) but in a classy, we’re in public but i can feel your dick against my leg, kinda thing. 

           You’ve been kissed enough to know what makes a good kiss and what doesn’t. You remember your ex-boyfriend, he wasn’t a good kisser, it felt like teeth clashing together and his tongue darting to every corner of your mouth. He had good intentions, but it was horrible. Maybe it’s because you enjoy kissing more than anything – there something that makes you completely weak at the prospect of kissing someone, of having those fireworks burst in your stomach.

           Kissing Dabin – well, Dabin kissing you – that’s different. You don’t even know how you got to this moment. The company and studio was filled with people for the pre-release party and you just wanted some air on the rooftop. You slipped out amongst the noise of it all to sit on the rooftop and reflect on your thoughts. You never expected Dabin to follow out, placing his jacket over your shoulders. You didn’t expect to talk about how the album could change things for all of them and –

And then Dabin looks at you. His eyes find yours and it feels like a movie. No ones’ speaking but you’re hearing a thousand different thoughts. As you get up, mumbling something about needing a drink, you take two steps to the roof door and Dabin turns you.

It’s quick how he does it; his nose bumps against yours with his breath shallow and his hands holding onto your face like if he lets go, you might run a mile. It’s the build-up; how Dabin holds your gaze, how your foreheads are pressed together, and you’re connected like ivy intertwining.

           “We shouldn’t,” you lie. You want too and you want this. Your skin is on fire and Dabin knows this. Now that you think about it, with your ex-boyfriend, there wasn’t this. This being the build-up, the flirting, the falling slowly like how leaves on a tree turn the prettiest shade of orange and drop. There was no late nights, talking about anxieties or fears. Your heart never skipped a beat and you never wondered about the taste of his lips.

           “Y/n,” Dabin holds your face tightly. “I can’t stand this.” You feel the same. You can’t stand this. It’s been almost a year since you met Dabin, being one of the many make-up artists and things had snowballed so easily and quickly.

           “Dabin . . .”

           “I think about you all the time, I feel like I’m going crazy.” His lips brush against yours and you whimper. “Please. I just . . . I need to kiss you.” So he does. And it’s intoxicating. There’s something about the kiss, how you forget that you’re both outside with the sunsetting on the rooftop and how Seoul moves like the time, around you both, hasn’t frozen. Dabin kisses you hard like he’s making a point – his lips mould against your own, tongue swiping out to find yours and it shouldn’t feel so good.

           There’s a lull, for a second, where Dabin pulls back and you kiss him.

           Your fingers work their way into his shirt, balling up as you let Dabin take control. His lips part yours like the Red Sea and you hum at the feeling. It’s scandalous to say the least, especially how Dabin leans into kiss, pressing you against the rooftop door. His leg shifts between yours and you can feel the strain of his jeans. It’s thick, pressing against your leg all hot and twitching.

“Oh god.” You whine, pulling him closer, letting you guys be chest to chest. aHis tongue finds yours and that feeling, the feeling like you’re being set alight, flows through your body.

           Your mind is hazy, thoughts being only Dabin.

           “If someone saw us,” Dabin mumbles against your lips. “We’d be in so much shit.” That pulls you back down to earth, the feeling of arousal suddenly replaced with fear and anxiety. You didn’t want to be know as that girl who fucked her boss. No, Dabin was more than that. From the time you joined, he went from being a client, to a boss to a friend to someone you don’t think you could be without. It’s stupid and it makes your heart sink at the thought of being gossiped about.

           “Dabin, I . . .” You find yourself pulling away. “Is this a good idea? Someone, tell start rumours.” You know how important music is to Dabin, how hard Scott, Christian and him all worked on the album. You don’t want to be on the most trending on Naver.

           “I like you, y/n. I want to be with you and I just . . . I’m sorry if I crossed the line . . .” it’s instinctive how he steps back but you grab his hand.

           “I don’t want someone to make rumours about you, Dabin. You don’t deserve that.”

           “I don’t care.” Dabin frowns. “Is that what you’re worried about? Rumours?” You bit your lip. You’re worried about everything, but the rumours is something else. You’re not famous, you’re not in a spotlight and put on a pedestal.

           “I like you too. I just don’t want to cause any trouble.” Your worst fear is ruining Dabins career. He’s worked too hard for a dating rumour to swallow that up.

           “There’s no trouble to cause,” Dabin wraps his arms around you. “Let’s keep this on the DL. Wait till the album is dropped and the promotion then we go from there.” That sounded okay. You look up to see him smiling at you and you smile back. It’s silly how Dabin always made you smile, even if your thoughts are tearing each other apart.

           “You promise?” You say. “You promise we keep this on the lowkey?”

           “Have I ever let you down?” and that’s all Dabin needs to say to make you kiss him.

[khhunniewriting]

Sleepy Ass

“ She's literally like 5 feet away from me While I'm recording this, sleeping on the couch This is for her, sleepy ass “

It was casual but the way Dabin ran his fingers through your tousled hair meant so much more to you than he could ever know. The fact that he would slide out of a recording to sit beside you, his movements careful so he wouldn’t disturb you. 

“Was that the last one?” Dabin asked.

Christian nodded, “We can stop there for tonight.” His words were spoken softly aware of your light snoring. You had become a staple of the studio. The guys had started referring to that couch as yours as they teasingly called you Snorlax, comparing you to the fictional teal and beige pokemon that often unmovingly slept in any and all spaces. 

Your feet swung up and down from their position over the armrest as your ears picked up on their conversation. Somehow you always managed to sleep soundly enough that their work went unnoticed but you knew when it was time to go home. “Are we leaving?” you asked, opening your eyes enough to catch your boyfriends slightly curved lips. 

“It’s amazing how you always wake up on time.” 

The dim lighting did little to help you wake up. It sort of lulls you into consciousness until you were stretching out and relaxing back into the soft leather beneath you. 

Dabin took your outstretched hands into his to help you up on your feet. He caught you as you leaned into him feigning fatigue.

“I bet you were one of those students that never got caught sleeping in class.”

You nodded, “I’m always aware of my surroundings, call it natural born instincts.”

Just then Scott entered the studio, a teasing grin on his face as he carried a couple bags of food the guys had ordered a while ago. “Oh look, Snorlax woke up just in time.”

“I’m starting to think you guys are bullying me.”

The chorus of laughter was proof enough that no harm was intended. Everyone thought of you as a sister and befittingly picked on you. 

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“ I wrote this while I'm watching you sleep You're behind me on the couch and in the studio So I'm gonna make this all about sleep And soft so I don't wake you up You're smiling as you sleep so you dig it Only I can make some soft shit and rip it I knew you were dope from the jump like ribbit Cuz all these other girls fall short like midgets “

Tonight it was just you and Dabin in the studio. You were motivated to stay awake and keep him company but it was easier said than done after a long day at work. “Hmmm?” You laid back on the soft leather couch as you yawned for the fifth time that night. “What did you say?” You had zoned out for a second not catching Dabin’s question.

“If you’re that tired I can take you home.”

“No,” you insisted you could tough it out. “I wanna hear you.” 

The problem was the music, for some reason an extremely soft melody kept playing from the speakers. It seemed this new song was going to be on the softer side.

Dabin smirked hoping you would fall asleep soon. The one time he needed you to sleep you decide to stay awake. He peeked back over his shoulder slightly to watch you struggle with the sandman.

Thankfully it didn’t take long for you to lay your head back. Your arms crossed across your chest as you huddled into a ball feeling slightly colder than usual. Lazily, you reached out for his jacket that had been thrown onto the couch at the beginning.

With the newfound warmth, you finally knocked out once more allowing him the opportunity to finally work on the lyrics a bit more. 

His first anniversary with you was approaching. In the span of a year he had found himself falling hard. He almost never wanted to away from you, enjoying even the most mundane tasks as long as you were by his side. 

That’s how he got the idea to make a song about you.

When he thought about other artists that dedicated songs to their loved ones or significant others he realized they always seemed to be so profound. He wanted to keep things simple and fun. The song had to be something fitting for your relationship- a casual encounter that blossomed into this year-long relationship.

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“ If I make this Then maybe you will wake up and get naked Girl I'm playing, girl I'm playing, girl I'm playing Maybe not “

“What do you like the most about me?”

“Wha-” you nearly choked on your own saliva at the sudden question. “Why all of a sudden?”

“I’m just curious.”

“Well,” you took a hold of his hand. The two of you were on your way home after yet another recording session. You were still half asleep so you were caught off guard at first but now you were fully awake, the gears in your head turning. “It’s not one particular thing. I just love you, all of you.”

He eyed you up and down with a subtle mischevious grin, “I love all of you too.”

“Not like that-” you blushed feeling flustered by the hidden meaning in his seemingly innocent words. “Although I guess also like that...” your voice became a whisper as you struggled to recompose yourself.

Dabin laughed happy to have successfully teased you.

Your mind began to deviate thinking of your boyfriend in THAT way.

“What about you,” you asked in order to get cool your thoughts. “Is there something you like about me in particular?”

“I like to watch you sleep.” Dabin knew that sounded creepy on its own but trusted that you, as his girlfriend, would understand what he meant by that. He had mentioned before how relaxing it was to sleep beside you. The warmth of your body next to his coupled with the sound of your steady breathing ultimately became something he looked forward to. 

“I like watching you sleep too.” There was a short pause before you smiled brightly and confessed further, “your snoring is cute.”

Dabin stopped momentarily unable to recall any moment when the roles were reversed and you were the one doing the observing. First of all, he didn’t even know he snored. 

“It’s very subtle,” if you were a heavy sleeper you were sure to miss it but with your high awareness, you had been woken up multiple times. During that time you would wake up with a smile. You would even give him a kiss before falling back asleep. “You’re a pretty heavy sleeper Dabin.”

He was inclined to believe you now.

“I could probably do more than just kiss you,” you winked. 

Now you were the one teaing him.

But he wouldn’t allow it to continue that way for long. “Just wait until we get home.” He would make sure to repay every last kiss you stole from him.

-end-

A/N: I don’t know if anyone remembers but I asked a long time ago to see who this should be about and at the time Dabin won over Sik-k and Changmo.

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Let's go, bro. (x DPR LIVE)

DPR Live

Word count: 720 words

Scenario: From anonymous: “Dabin/DPR Live, maybe a cute little first introduction to friends fic. As in haven't been dating long but running into friends on a date.”

Genre: One shot, Soft, Fluff, Gender neutral

Little note: Can’t you imagine him acting like this? I could see it in my head perfectly haha hope you enjoy this  (someone make more gifs of this man pls)

“Isn’t it getting cold?” You commented as you slipped your hands into the pockets of your hoodie, stepping closer to Dabin.

“I think so too.” He answered with a nod, suddenly turning towards you, making you stop on your tracks when you noticed he had done so.

He reached back over your shoulders and pulled your hood up over your head, keeping then the fabric between his fingers to pull you closer to him.

“Come here.” He told you, slipping his arm around your shoulders when you were close enough.

You couldn’t help but smile at his sudden show of affection and tenderness, slipping your arms around his waist and snuggling yourself up against his side for warmth. Holding onto each other, you started walking once again, off to have a drink.

Truth be told, you weren’t used to walking the streets, holding onto him like that just yet. You hadn’t been dating for long yet but you were at a phase that you just couldn’t keep your hands off each other while you were out on dates.

That night you had decided to have a chill dinner date, followed by some drinks at this really nice place you two had discovered not long ago, where you could sit at the back and chat away, in the most comfortable way. And that's where you were headed, walking in a kind of awkward but cozy way, still holding onto each other for warmth.

As you walked, you noticed a group of people coming out of a restaurant a few meters away from you, one of the guys letting out a little “oh” when he looked in your direction. You’d never seen the dude before but he had a neat but casual style and vibe to him.

“Dabin! What’s up dude?” He greeted your boyfriend, walking towards you two.

Dabin gently let go of you to step forward and bro-greet the person, with one of those clap of hands that were squeezed against their chests while they bro-patted each other on the back. His own “What’s up?” was said with a grin. That whole bro-like attitude was suddenly so funny to you that you had to bite back a chuckle.

The split second Dabin stepped back to your side, you felt the awkwardness settle. You happened to know his closer friends but you hadn't been introduced to any of them properly. They just knew. Now that was different. You'd never seen that friend of his either.

Dabin introduced you to his friend from your side, one of his hands coming to rest on the small of your back, kind of representing your bond. You'd like to think it was also to make you feel more at ease. He seemed to also be suppressing a larger smile.

You greeted his friend with the usual hello, nice to meet you and a little smile but the one who picked up the conversation right after was Dabin, preventing it from getting even more awkward. They chatted casually for a minute or two, your boyfriend's hand remaining upon your back. The conversation ended with them agreeing they should meet up for a drink and his friend saying he wasn't going to hold the two of you off your date for any longer. A little chuckle left you at how he smirked while saying it and he offered you a wink in the most friendly of ways.

They said goodbye to each other in the same bro-like way and the friend bid you farewell with a smile and a bow. He had been nice so you kinda liked him. Although you couldn't expect Dabin of all people to gather rude people around him.

When the dude walked off towards where you had just come from followed by two more dudes, Dabin turned towards you.

"Let's go?" He asked, offering you his hand.

Watching that whole bro-like attitude fade away was so funny to you that you couldn't help but snicker, trying to suppress it by holding your lips together.

"What?" He blinked as you took hold of his hand.

"Let's go, bro." You teased him.

It took him none more than a split second to realize you were making fun of how bro-like he acted and you saw an half embarrassed half amused grin build upon his features.

"Let's go, bro." He gave in, taking hold of your hand to pull you closer, against his side.

You giggled and when he slipped his arm around your shoulders, you slipped your arms around his torso once again, returning to that same awkward but cozy position you had been in before.

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Problem Solved III

Problem Solved III [There may be one answer to your problem│Christian Yu │DPR Live]

◇ Problem Solved I  ◇ Problem Solved II

Your date with Dabin was everything you imagined. He was kind, and warm. His smile made your heart flutter and he did everything he could to make sure you smiled. He brought you to your favorite lunch spot and made sure you got out all your stress at the arcade. As you two roamed around the arcade, he noticed you eyeing a claw machine. “What are you staring at?”

“That is so peculiar…” you stared wide-eyed, pressing your hand against the glass.

“Why is that Banana wearing pajamas?” he laughed seeing the two banana toys holding hands.

You laughed “Back in Australia I used to watch this show religiously. It was my absolute favorite. I never thought I’d see their toys all the way in Korea.” He watched seeing your fond smile, almost a sparkle in your eyes.

“I’ll win it for you.”

“Don’t waste your time on claw machines. They’re a scam.” you smiled, pulling him away from it.

“But you want it don’t you?”

“It’s not like it’s something you can buy Dabin, you have to hope that the machine isn’t rigged.” You pointed ahead “C’mon let’s play DDR. I bet you I’ll beat you”

“Oh you’re on” he laughed.

After months of crushing on Dabin it was crazy to be on an actual date with him. Part of you was expecting he couldn’t have possibly lived up to the hype that your imagination had set for him but he did. There was something about him that was effortless. Like being with Christian. It was just easy.

On your way to the studio, you smiled feeling his hand brush against yours. At first, you thought it was an accident but by the third or fourth time, you looked at him. “Can I help you?”

He smiled bashfully scratching his cheek shyly. “I just thought your hand looked cold.”

“It looks cold?”

“Yeah….so… I was trying to ya know….make it not as cold...by um….putting it with mine…” he looked away trying to hide his embarrassment.

“Like this?” you slipped your hand in his, lacing your fingers between his own. You smiled seeing the surprised look on his face. “Dabin you were right. My hand was pretty cold.”

He squeezed it tightly before leading you down the street, making sure he took the scenic root, just to prolong the experience. He watched your smile brighten as you talked about the day, animatedly complaining about how he edged out your score on DDR. He knew it was wrong but he was barely paying attention to your words. It was almost surreal even being with you like.

Originally he’d only known you as Christian’s best friend, but soon enough you were his friend too. He’d learn all of your gestures and mannerism and come to love them. Like how your shoulders slumped and your rolled your eyes when you wanted someone's attention but didn’t say anything. Or how you always fiddled with your rings when you were stressed. Even how you never quite managed to pull all of your hair into a bun.

Such little insignificant things he’d got to experience first hand and he didn’t want to stop.

“I feel like a shitty date.” he laughed, rubbing the back of his head as you dropped him off at the studio.

“Why’s that?”

“Aren’t I supposed to walk you home? It’s the proper thing to do”

“You have work to do, it doesn’t make sense to past the studio to go to my place just to come back” you smiled. “And I’m pretty sure I can survive two whole blocks by myself.”

“I guess so” he grinned. “Thanks for going out with me.”

“Thanks for asking me out. I had a lot of fun….A lot had been on my mind lately and you made me forget them, even if it was only for a few hours.”

“Now that our date is over….those heavy things...are you thinking about them again…?”

“A Little...I mean I can’t run from my problems forever right?” you shrugged looking down at your ring, and spinning it around your finger absently. “You gotta face ‘em eventually”

“Sure you can… Stay here with me… I’ll help you run away.” he gave you that beautiful charming smile that made your heart melt.

“Dabin…”

“I don’t want you to be sad…”

“I’ll deal” you smiled brightly. “I always do. But if I need to run away I know exactly where to go”

“My door’s always open.”

“You’re sweet…”

“I’m not just saying that… I mean it… I want you to come to me if you’re upset. Talk to me about your problems…” He leaned in cupping your cheek, he studied your face for a minute; Almost testing the waters before inching closer. “Lean on me…”

“W-wait” you pulled away frowning a bit. “Why are you being like this…?”

“Like what…?” he bit his lower lip, looking down. “You don’t want to…?” he peaked up at you. And for the slightest moment, you swore you saw a flash of guilt in his eyes.

“Dabin...we’ve been friends for a while but you’ve never been so…” you looked down “Forward with me?”

“I never knew you liked me back” it slipped out faster than he could process and he wished he could have stopped himself.

“Christian told you…”

“No-I mean yes but...it’s not like I didn’t alread-”

“Did he tell you to ask me out?”

His shoulders slumped and he sighed. “It wasn’t that I didn’t already want to…”

“But he told you to…” you groaned, raking your hand through your hair. “This is so messed up...I...I need to go.”

“Wait-not like this”

You pulled your hand away from him. “I’ll talk to you later Dabin.”

You were a fool to think anything had changed. Why would things start to work out in your favor? Other than losing your virginity what actually changed? Normally you’d talk to Christian about things that bother you but he’d gone ghost and you’d be damned if you were the one who reached out to him.

Making your way to your apartment you groaned seeing Christian leaning against the wall by it. Great. The last person you needed to see right now.

He perked up seeing you finally come home. “Did you have a good time?” you rolled your eyes walking past Christian, unlocking your door. You barely even glanced at him. Now all of a sudden he had all the time in the world for you. “So you’re gonna ignore me?” he followed behind you. “You gotta let me explain”

“No. No! Christian you don’t get to ignore me for a week and suddenly get to apologize”

“I’m not sorry”

His words caught you off guard, and you just wanted to smack his perfect little face in. “‘Excuse me?”

“I’m not here to apologize”

“Well, then you can get stuffed because I’m not listening to y-”

“Just gimmie a chance to explain.”

“No. What is with you and Dabin thinking that you can say some weird shit and then I’m just gonna sit here and listen? Don’t I get time to myself? Why are you the only one that gets to go ghost?”

“I...needed to think things out.”

“Well so do I. So shove off”

“I was doing you a favor”

“Look I appreciate you doing the whole, taking my virginity thing but you know what I didn’t need? For my best friend to drop off the face of the planet. As if I wasn’t self-conscious enough.”

“What the hell are you self-conscious about? You’re beautiful.”

“I felt like I did something wrong!”

“Why would you think something so stupid?”

“You don’t get to disappear and then invalidate my feelings you asshole. You left me. What? Did you tell Dabin to ask me out of guilt?”

“You like him! I did you a favor”

“I didn’t ask you to! I never asked you to do anything for me. We’re friends Christian but I don’t need you to do everything for me.”

“You expect me to do nothing”

“I expect you to listen not solve my problems…” your shoulders slumped as you tried to let your anger subside. “I’m not happy Christian….I’m stressed and upset. Because... every time I feel like this I talk to you. And I can’t right now because you’re being so weird and I feel so alone and-” you covered your face groaning.

“Shhhh….calm down...It’s ok.” he pulled you into a strong hug. “I’m sorry…” he sighed. “I didn’t want to stress you…” he knew that look. He knew it well, you hadn’t had a panic attack in a few years and he wasn’t about to push you to one now.

“Well...you did…” you huffed hitting his chest. “I don’t know what to do anymore...and I just don’t want things to change between us...you’re my best friend…”

“I know….I know…” he smoothed down your hair. “I don’t think you need to stress? As a friend...my advice to you...is to date Dabin...seriously. He’ll be good for you...trust me…”

To be continued…

I’ve been working on this for so long ;_; ended up with a long ass chapter and had to figure out how to cut it and split it into another one lol hope you guys like it. Your feedback always motivates me <3

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“Again”

Genre: SMUT... good ole hardcore smut.

Word count: 4,400

A/N: Shhh! @bangtans-baby is sleeping so I gotta secretly get this out there LOL. This story is the sequel to my last story “Bet”; make sure to check out that one if you haven’t. Any who... I dedicate this one shot to my brother-in-law, Dabin. In my other two stories, I know it seems like he just gets the short end of the stick and has zero control in the relationship but that’s not true. @bangtans-baby is a very wild girl and he lets her thinks that she gets away with any and everything but she knows who Zaddy is. Enjoy!

Note: “y/f/n”= “your friend’s name” (in case anyone was wondering^^)

  "You are such a whore!" Your best friend laughed. "I can't believe you did that! And got caught too!" She fell on the floor in laughter, accidentally waking up Lori who gotten up, walked into the bedroom, and leaped up on the bed to sleep in peace. 

"Shut up!" You yelled, tossing a pillow in her direction. "None of it was my fault! Minsik used me to prove a point to Dabin and Dabin allowed it to happen. He was the one who agreed to that stupid bet!"

"What exactly did Dabin say after it happened?"

You thought back to that day...

”I’m very disappointed in you, babygirl. Be really for your punishment when I get home.“ Dabin stated coldly.

At first you were terrified of what he was going to do to you. With Dabin's imagination, he could think of anything. He was the type to invite both Simon and Minsik over and fuck you in front of them or videotape him plowing deep into you while you screamed and begged for him and then send the tape to the every AOMG/H1GHR MUSIC member just so they all knew who you belonged to. Either way, all the punishments you thought of ended with you getting destroyed. Your stomach flipped with excitement even though you should’ve been worried. Just in case Dabin planned on withholding sex from you, you had already made yourself cum twice before your friend arrived. Now you felt sated and ready to deal with whatever Dabin was going to throw in your direction. 

“Aren’t you worried?” She asked nervously.

“What for? Why should I be worried? Dabin isn’t going to do a damn thing.” You bragged.

"I know but still, y/n. First Simon, now Sik-k." She smirked at you. "Who's next on that list?"

You thought it over, looking away in deep thought. “That’s a good question. There are so many.”

Your best friend’s mouth dropped open as she picked up the closes pillow and threw it at you. “You are such a tramp! You should be ashamed of yourself!” She laughed. 

“Me?! What about you and Loco?” You asked in amusement. “Or should I bring up Jungkook?”

“What about them? Christian was present and gave his consent BOTH times.”

“Bottom line is that you still let them fuck you.” You both laugh and joked with each other while still engaging in the pillow fight. It ended a few minutes later when you both became tired. 

“So how was it?” She asked trying to catch her breath.

“Honestly, Minsik was good. The sex was awesome and he’s got quite a nice mouth on him.”

“Mm, tell me about it. I just was to mount and ride that face all night!” She groaned.

“Didn’t you say the same thing about Dumbfoundead?”

“Ahem...” A deep voice cleared their throat.

Both of your attention was turned to the door, only to find Dabin and Christian standing there. The look on their faces told you that they heard the last bit of the conversation was not happy. Lori, who was once resting peacefully, heard the voice of her owner and came running out of the bedroom waiting patiently by his feet.

“Go on, y/f/n. You were saying?” Christian asked her with his eyebrow in the air. She nervously bit her lip unable to say the words. “Come on, it seemed like you both were having an interesting conversation.”

“We were just talking about what happened between y/n and Minsik.”

“And what does that situation have to do with you?” Christian continued but she struggled with her answer.

“... nothing.”

“Your damn right! Now get your ass up so we can go home. Don’t make me punish you as well.” 

You watched as your best friend gathered all of her belongings and went to the door. She was on her way out when Dabin had addressed her.

“Y/f/n, why don’t you say goodbye to y/n? It’s going to be awhile before she can have company again.” He stated coldly. Your eyes locked with hers. You both were hesitant to say something but she spoke up hearing Christian shift behind her.

“Bye y/n. Call me when you can.”

The three of them left and Dabin shut and locked the door. You stared at him as he brought his luggage further into the apartment. He soon stopped, turning his body to face you and crossing his arms. His eyes were trained on you while his nose lightly flared as he took breaths. You knew you were in trouble, not only for had happened, but also for the conversation you and your friend just had. You tried to put on the good girl act and pretended as though none of it happened. Maybe then, Dabin would forgive you and forget about the punishment.

“How was the trip, baby?” You asked. One of his eyebrows raised in the air as his mouth remain in a straight line. Did you really think you could just get off by just sweet talking him? You knew you were trying your luck with him but you weren’t one to give up. “Well did you at least have fun?”

“Yeah, I had fun,” he started. “That is, until I received a video call from Minsik.”

You swallowed hard, sensing his mood darkening. So much for trying to win him over. With nothing standing in his way, you knew your punishment had officially begun.

“Stand up.” He ordered. His tone was short and cold, letting you know that he was not in the mood for any nonsense. For a second, a part of you wanted to be defiant but you knew it would just cause deeper problems. “Stand up and undress.”

You did what he said, never once breaking eye contact with him although you could sense that he was daring you to. Dabin was waiting for you to make one comment or step out of line so he could add to your punishment. But you weren’t going to give him the satisfaction. You were going to let him have his control and once he has tired himself out, you were going to ride him until he begged for your forgiveness. Once you’d shed yourself of all your clothing, you waited for further instructions.

“From this moment on, you’re not allowed to wear clothes until I say so. Now go in the bedroom and get on the bed. Face up.”

You walked into your shared bedroom and climbed onto the large mattress, lying on your back in the center of the bed. Dabin followed you inside, walking directly to the closet. You watched as he pulled out a fairly large black box and brought it to the end of the bed. He opens the lid and pulls out four thick black strips to which you knew what they were for. One bound both of your wrists together, above your head and to the headboard. The other two bound each of your ankles the legs of the bed leaving you spread wide for his gaze and movements. Dabin moved to the head of the bed where your head laid. He brought the last strip of cloth to your face to cover your eyes rendering you of your sight. With two of your key senses gone, you had to rely on sound to figure out what he was going to do next. 

You felt him move away from you and with Dabin not saying a word, you wondered where he was. The room became silent and a part of you thought that he tied you up and left you there. You were beginning to get pissed until you felt a shift at the end of the bed followed by more movement. Dabin situated himself between your legs. He had spent ten minutes staring at your beautiful naked body. The way your chest rose and fell and how you licked and bit your lips due to nervousness. Too bad it would be covered in a few marks when he was finished with you. 

Dabin reached up and traced his finger softly down your body from your forehead to your ass cheek. His finger slowly traveled up your ass, between your pussy lips, and stopping at your clit. Smirking, Dabin torturously circled your clit with his thumb. You released a small gasp at his actions. 

“You know, y/n... your clit seems rather enlarged, don’t you think so?” He asked but you remained quiet. “You wouldn’t have been a bad girl and touched yourself after I told you not to, did you?”

You shook your head. “No daddy. I’ve been a good girl.” You lied, swallowing hard, trying to keep your nerves in order. But you knew he saw through it... he always did. 

“That’s good to hear. Then I guess you shouldn’t mind when I do this.”

Dabin’s mouth latched on to your clit and sucked. Already he could feel it pulsating, coming back to life as it tried to escape. Right away, you tried to move and remembered that you were tied up. You were rendered helpless to his ministrations. He opened his mouth more letting his tongue lick your lips, opening them up to taste more of you. You relaxed against bed and arched your back. His tongue felt amazing and you found yourself slowly rotating your hips to his mouth. Dabin smiled against your flesh. You were really enjoying yourself which was exactly what he wanted. Your lips parted as you released the first of many moans and calls of his name. By now your juices were dripping down your ass and onto the bed. He rubbed his index and middle finger up and down your pussy gathering up the wetness before inserting a finger inside you, followed by the other. He slowly worked up a rhythm to fuck you to.

“Shit, daddy... that feels so good.”

Dabin licked his lips listening to your sweet voice moan for him. He leaned forward to suck and lick your clit again. His tongue flicked and roughly rubbed against the nub, feeling it grow. With his fingers plunging in and out of you with increasing speed, you felt yourself getting closer to your orgasm but Dabin was far from done with you. Still noticing how wet you were, he used your moisture to ease his ring finger inside your tight asshole. You released a low groan at the foreign feeling but it only added to your pleasure. Your breath quickened and you bit down hard on your lip, hoping the pain would outweigh your impending orgasm. He was eating you so good that for a split second, you regretted masturbating. You wanted to feel more but you were cumming too quickly for your liking. 

“D-Daddy... I’m gonna cum.” 

Dabin moved away to briefly speak. “Then by all means cum.”

As if by command, your toes curled, your body stilled, and he felt both walls squeeze around his three fingers. Your mouth opened to release a silent cry and your hands held on anything close by. Being tied up made it even worse. You were unable to move about while he could still do whatever he had planned. Dabin help you ride it out by slowly licking your pussy before coming to a stop. He removed his fingers and slowly licked each of them. Leaning forward, he took off your blindfold allowing you to see again. Immediately you blinked your eyes trying to adjust to the light. When your eyes focused, you noticed that his face was still stoic but a small smirk played at his lips. 

Your head fell back in exhaustion. “Thank you for allowing me to cum, daddy.���

Dabin didn’t say any word. He leaned down and planted kisses on your breast before taking your nipple in his mouth. You felt his tongue play with your diamond piercing before he moved to the other breast. He kissed a path down your stomach before sitting back on his knees.

“Yeah that’s right. You love to cum, don’t you princess?” You nodded, smiling at his words. You loved it when he babied you and figure that he would untie you with your usual innocent act. “Then I’m going to make sure you cum again... and again, and again until you’re tired and can’t cum anymore. Maybe then you will keep your legs closed and I wouldn’t have to worry about losing music and money!”

Your smiled slowly fell at his words and it was then you realized the true nature of his punishment. Feeling yourself panic, you turned and pulled at the binds of cloth, hoping it would give way but it didn’t. Your lips quivered and you knew you in trouble. 

“I’m sorry, daddy. I’m really sorry.”

“We’ll soon find out, won’t we?” He stated reached back into the black box. “I’m sure that in good time, you will be begging for my forgiveness.”

He pulled out a vibrator and your eyes widen. It was the same one that you had used on yourself earlier. Your shock face soon contorted into a frown and you refused to cooperate with him. The only way you were going to speak to him was if he let you go. Dabin also took out at butt plug and figuring that you would now become defiant, he did everything himself. His hands moved under your ass cheeks and lifted your lower half in the air. He moved his face closer and his tongue came out to lick and probe your asshole. You felt yourself getting turned back on and tried to fight it. Feeling you tighten your rear end only made Dabin’s ministrations harder and rougher. He pushed his tongue deep into your anal channel and your body jumped at the feeling, letting out at whine. He made sure that your ass was extremely lubricated seeing how the plug was slightly bigger than the average size. 

You felt his tongue exit and felt the cold toy replace it. He slowly eased it inside you, watching as your ass ate it up until it large part of the toy disappeared and the end of it rested against your rim. You were laid back down on the bed, shifting your hips and you tried to get comfortable with the plug inside you. Dabin watched as your hips moved from side to side and smiled.

“There’s no need for that, princess.” 

He reached for a remote and turned on the butt plug which started to vibrate in your anus. You damn near leaped a foot off the bed from shock. You release a loud cry as the toy carried the vibrations up to your pussy. He lifted the other vibrator in the air so you could see it before turning it on as well. Your heart quickened in your chest. 

“Wait, Dabin!-“ But it was too late. He had the toy pressing against your clit causing you to scream out.

“Dabin? I don’t remember that being my name for you.” He teased.

“D-Dad... Da...” You tried to talk but the words wouldn’t come.

You were moaning uncontrollably as the sounds of each toy drowned out any other noise in the room. You thrashed on the bed, trying to get away. Your fourth orgasm suddenly took you and you thought for a second that your heart were about to explode. It was becoming too much for you to handle. Taking note of the fact that you just came, Dabin's fingers entered your pussy and he could feel how strong vibrations were. Not only that but you were dripping wet. Your walls gripped his fingers as he found your spot, moving against it. You turned your head to the side and bit your arm to keep from losing control. You loudly grunted into your skin, your eyes watering as another orgasm was cumming.

“Shit!... DADDY!” You cried out.

Suddenly, you froze in place and went quiet before your body surrender to another orgasm. It was so strong that Dabin’s finger were forced out of your pussy but his other hand still remained with the vibrator still attached to it. You sobbed from how sensitive your clit was and begged him to remove it. He did but the other one was still lodged up your ass.

“I’m sorry, princess. Daddy doesn’t want to bring you pain, just pleasure.”

“But you’re giving me too much pleasure that it is starting to turn into pain.” You breathed.

“Allow me to kiss it and make it all better.” He stated with another smirk.

Dabin placed light soft kisses to your clit which had gotten even bigger in size. At first you were fidgety but then relax as he continued to kiss you. Your eyes closed and your breathing had returned to normal until you notice that the kisses were longer and with movement of his lips. The tip of his tongue was added and the sweet tender kisses turned to moderate licks to your clit. Before you knew it, Dabin was eating your pussy again. You begin to whine and tried to move away. 

“Fuck! Daddy, I don’t think I can take anymore.”

Dabin didn’t reply. He licked over your lips and clit, occasionally dipping his tongue inside. He didn’t have to do much since the butt plug was doing majority of the work. But it still was enough to get you off because you ended up cumming again. This time he stopped and turned off the vibrations to your ass but still kept the toy inside you. He moved away and you watched as he got off the bed to undress. The moment you saw his hard cock, your stomach dropped. This punishment was probably still far from being over. Dabin was going to fuck the shit out of you and you knew this.

He untied one of your legs and climbed on the bed. Turning your body partially on its side, he held your leg in the air while the other rested in between his legs. He rubbed the tip of his cock against your pussy, opening your lips to wet dick. Knowing how sensitive you were made him take his time. He slowly entered inside of you, giving you his entire length. Your back completely arched in the air, drawing a moan from your lips. You felt so full while Dabin could feel the pressure of the plug against his cock. Once he had adjusted, his hips started slow but gradually increased in rhythm. You felt him deep inside your walls that you could barely move to meet his thrusts. It all felt excessive but good at the same time. This was what you were missing. The same thing Minsik tried to prove to you that he could do. But nobody could punish you like Dabin and you meant that wholeheartedly. You may have been a brat at times but he always knew how to handle you.

You could feel the roughness of his movements despite how tender your lower half was. Dabin watched as your breast bounced in rhythm to his thrust which only turned him on even more. Your voice elevated and he was not happy about that. The last time he punished you; the neighbors came knocking on the door, complaining about how loud you were. Dabin didn’t want a repeat because if they did come, they wouldn’t get an answer, and he wasn’t going to stop fucking you. Not unless he knew you were truly sorry for what you had done. 

Seeing that your ass was exposed, Dabin brought his hand down hard against your cheek leaving a stinging handprint.

“What did I say about noise, princess?” He grunted in anger but you couldn’t help it. It was a very overwhelming experience.

You turned your head and bit your arm again. You figured by the time he was done, you would have a bruise from your own teeth from trying to stay quiet. Dabin hips picked up speed and he brought his thumb down to massage your clit. You tried not to make a sound but it was just too much to bear. How did he expect you not to? You ended up screaming out and he retaliated by stuffing the same black cloth he used to tie your leg in your mouth. Seeing you so submissive under him was the icing on the cake. He was turned on so much that it hurt him as well. Your head shook from side to side at the approach of your orgasm. You looked up at your boyfriend. His dark hair was dripping with sweat that hung low and concealed his eyes. You watched him bite his bottom lip while throwing out obscene words with his baritone voice. It was then that your climax came crashing down on you. Dabin, who felt the tight squeeze to his cock, came as well releasing spurt after of spurt of nut deep inside you before pulling out.

You were beyond exhausted and your eyes remained half open. Now that Dabin had come, you figured it was finally over but when you looked down at him, more specifically at his cock, you notice that he was still rock hard. He untied your other leg and turned you around on your stomach, twisting your wrists awkwardly. With your head down on the bed and your hips up in the air, Dabin plunged back into you. Right away his strokes were urgent and harsh. He picked back up where he left off, fucking you to oblivion and you were forced to go along for another ride. Your moans were muffled due to being pushed into the mattress while you heard his grunts loud and clear. 

You honestly didn’t think you would be able to cum anymore. Your body was drained and every part of you ached. There was a brief moment when all his movement seized and you wondered what he was doing. When you felt the intense vibrations of the butt plug, your body almost gave out. In that position, it felt as though the large toy was fucking your ass. Your eyes rolled back and you drooled at the sensation. Dabin’s thrust started back again. He propped his leg up to get a better hold while his hand gripped your hair at the scalp to pull your head back. Your stomach tightened and your body trembling you came for the eighth time. The feeling became too much and you ended up blacking out. When you came to, Dabin was still fucking you so you knew you hadn’t been out for long. He had escaped and was now lost in another world. Fighting between trying to get himself off and punishing you. This was the roughest punishment Dabin had given you. It left you wondering if he was ever going to stop. What if he planned on fucking you until you turned into a drought, never able to get aroused again? The thought scared you. Using your tongue, you pushed out the cloth and admitted your wrongs.

“I’m sorry, Dabin! I’m so fucking sorry, baby!” You sobbed. “I never should have fucked Minsik and made you lose the bet. I love you so much; I’ll never fuck anybody else again!”

Dabin gave you one final thrust before pulling out a second time and cumming all over your ass and back. You released a deep sigh and when you felt the toy turn off and removed from your now sore rectum, you fell to the bed letting the soft cotton consume your body. Dabin untied your hands and fell on the mattress beside you.

You didn’t know how but you turned over to face him, brushing his wet hair out of his face. His eyes were closed and he was breathing heavy just like you were. His lips curled upward into a smile.

“You’re unbelievable.” He chuckled. You looked at him bewildered.

“You’re worst than me! I literally thought you were going to give me a stroke.”

“But you learned your lesson, didn’t you?” He questioned raising a brow.

You giggled. “I sure did. After all, nobody can fuck me like you do.”

“Say it louder.” He ordered.

“I love you, daddy. No one will ever fuck me the way you do.” You stated confidently. Dabin smiled and kissed your lips before getting out of bed. “Where are you going?” You questioned. It wasn’t until you saw him reach for his phone that your heart dropped. You hoped that he didn’t have anybody watching as he punished you. 

“You heard that, Minsik? You may have my track but as far as it goes with y/n, I’m always number one.” He ended the call and returned to bed. You watched as he rested with his hands behind his head feeling very content with himself. You on the other hand felt your anger rising.

“Is that all I am to you, Dabin? A game?”

He turned to look at you. The smile on his face was long gone. “No, you’re my woman and I’m willing to prove that to any guy that comes around that says different. You are mine and nobody else’s.” He stated. “Yes, I was angry about the song but what hurt me more was how he tried to prove how easy he could take you. I know we invite people into our relationship but at the end of the day, you belong to me and I belong to you. I still hold you accountable for your actions, which is why your punishment is not over yet. You still have a few days but I refuse to let anyone take my place in your life.”

Your heart jumped at his words and your anger was replaced with a smile. “Nobody punishes me like my daddy, but nobody loves me like my Hongie.” You giggled but he groaned at the nickname. “So... how long am I on punishment and what else do you have up your sleeve?”

Dabin thought it over and smirked. You’ll just have to see.”

~

©2017 Silhouetted_Beauty

[a-fence]

I Want More

FWB with Dabin until someone catches feelings (M)

*flashback

It was a quiet evening and you were in the middle of making dinner when the doorbell rang. You weren't expecting anyone tonight and you wondered who might be at your door. You check the intercom to see Dabin standing outside. He was supposed to be on a video shoot but it seems they wrapped up early.

You open the door to let him in and he immediately wraps his arms around you, settling on your bum and pulling you in even closer. The sudden movement caused you to put your hands on his chest. His eyes slowly scan your face, like he's memorizing every detail, then moves his right hand to cup your face, brushing his thumb across your lower lip.

"I miss you. Did you miss me?" he inquired, his voice full of longing.

Of course, you missed him, but you hesitated in answering. You wanted more out of this arrangement but you didn't know if Dabin feels the same.

"I know you do." Dabin kissed you softly and you let him, despite vowing to yourself that this would be the last time, but you just can't help yourself sometimes.

"I made dinner. Are you hungry?" you ask.

"Sure, and I already know what I want for dessert."

As you set up the table, you recount in your head how you ended up in this situation.

A couple of months ago, Dabin reached out to you through your Instagram DM asking to collaborate on new music. At the time, you were an up-and-coming indie producer, and collaborating with Dabin will be a great addition to your portfolio. This collaboration made you really excited because you were also a big fan of Dabin’s.

A meeting was set at the DPR studio where you discussed with the team the theme of the album and the song you were going to specifically work on. The studio was open for you to use but you preferred your home studio as all your instruments are there and you graciously turned down the invite of using their studio, just in case they’ll need it as well for other projects. You linked up with Dabin and exchanged contact info for the project and the two of you agreed on a date on when you’ll work on the song.

As soon as you got home, you got into the groove of making beats. You wanted to have something to present to Dabin for when you started working on the song and maybe edit as you go based on his feedback.

The project was slated to start on the upcoming weekend and the two of you thought that this is only a weekend thing since you’re only working on one song. But the weekend turned into a week as ideas kept on popping and numerous edits and revisions were done to the original beat before you settled on a final version.

During that week, Dabin practically lived in your house, which was fine as you had a spare bedroom where guests could sleep. When the beat was finalized, the two of you celebrated by having drinks and watching a few movies on Netflix.

A few bottles of soju in and you’re both starting to feel tipsy. The space between the two of you on the couch slowly disappeared and you’re almost sitting thigh to thigh with Dabin. You notice him draping his left arm across the backrest of the couch, with his hand dangling and resting on your left shoulder lightly. You ignore it for now and you continue watching the movie.

Later on, you feel Dabin staring at you. It might’ve been the glow of the TV in your darkened living room, or the rom-com the two of you are watching, or the alcohol you’ve been drinking, but the air feels charged as you gaze back at Dabin.

His face is flushed, and he’s looking at you through hooded eyes. He’s searching your face, you don’t know what for, and his gaze settles on your lips, and he licks his lips a little and he closes the distance between your faces. He pauses just when your lips are about to touch, feeling each other's breaths, and by now your heart is racing a mile a minute. He briefly looks you in the eye, silently asking for permission. You kiss him lightly to signify your consent. Dabin cups your face with both hands as he deepens the kiss. He breaks away to pull you across his lap so that you’re straddling him, his hands planted on your thighs and your arms around his neck, and he kisses you again slowly like he's taking his time savoring the lingering taste of soju on your lips. This delicate exploration of your lips sends shivers down your spine. No one's ever kissed you like this before.

Dabin's kisses then become more fervent, sucking and nipping at your lips, his hands squeezing your thighs occasionally. All your movements become instinctive, raking your hands through his hair and down his back, hips grinding on his in response to his actions. His hands leave your thighs and drift onto your stomach, and onto your breasts causing a moan to escape from your lips. This gave Dabin the chance to slip his tongue inside, furthering his exploration. His tongue rolled over yours, massaging it lightly, sending goosebumps across your skin. Your hands find the hem of Dabin's shirt and you pull it over his head, breaking contact briefly. You push Dabin down the backrest and you grabbed this chance to explore his lips, his mouth, the same way he did yours.

Making Dabin moan gave you a different kind of satisfaction, giving you more confidence in your actions, your lips leaving his to trail kisses along his jaw, down his neck, and along his collar bone.

“Damn, y/n,” he breathed. “It’s your turn.” He pulls your shirt over your head, and skillfully unclasps your bra with one hand. He looks at you in awe, eyes full of lust. He runs his hands down your arm and pulls you in once again by your elbows into another kiss, your hands getting lost in his hair once again.

He moves from kissing your lips to your neck, then your chest, leaving a mark in between your breasts before capturing a nipple in his mouth, while he plays with the other with his hand. “Dabin–,” you cried out, arching your back and throwing your head back in response, his movements sending you into throes of ecstasy.

“You like that?” Dabin purred.

“Yes, but I need you inside me,” you whispered, and you stood up, taking Dabin’s hand and dragging him into your bedroom.

What you initially thought was a one-night stand became a regular thing, with Dabin showing up at your door from time to time to hook up. You didn’t mean for it to go on this long, but his pleas of one more time get you to agree before your brain could even stop your mouth.

You thought it over and with Dabin touring, and you swamped with work, hooking up whenever you’re free seemed more logical than an actual relationship, and so you went along with it. That is until you start catching yourself thinking of Dabin during your idle time and you know you’ve caught feelings.

The thing is, you don’t know if he feels the same and you’re torn whether you should confess or just break things off, and you’re mad at yourself for not putting a stop to it early on before things got complicated. So when he showed up at your door tonight, you promised yourself there would be no hooking up unless he feels the same way about you.

You eat dinner with Dabin and thought this is the perfect time to confess but saying it out loud proved to be a harder task. Whenever you would try to confess, you would choke on your food, causing Dabin to throw you worried glances. You gave up eventually and just asked Dabin how his video shoot went. You’ll just have to find another opportunity before he leaves.

After dinner, Dabin helps you clean up by bringing the dishes to the sink, and he even puts the leftovers in containers to place in the fridge as you start washing the dishes. Once the table was cleared and the leftovers were in the fridge, Dabin leaned on the counter waiting for you to finish. You were, however, taking your time, and he was getting bored.

Dabin moves to stand behind you and kisses the crown of your head, his hands resting on your hips. Your body leans into his despite your brain’s protestations. Then he starts to trail kisses along your neck and his hands lift your shirt, letting them roam free underneath. You weren’t wearing a bra and the goods are his for the taking. You almost drop a plate when he squeezed a breast. “Dabin!” you chastised.

He paused what he was doing. “I’ll do the dishes later, babe.” Then proceeds to suck on the exposed skin of your neck and shoulder, leaving purple bruises behind while his hand drifts towards the waistband of your shorts, slipping in to feel the wetness of your core. You grip the edge of the sink to hold yourself together.

“You better do the dishes before you leave,” and you let Dabin pull you towards your bedroom, mentally scolding yourself for what you’re about to do.

The following morning, you wake up alone in bed, and you’re kinda mad at yourself that you let Dabin have his way with you before you were even able to confess your feelings. You felt a bit dejected and you stayed in bed a little longer.

Sleep almost got you again until you feel arms encircling your waist and you breathe in Dabin’s familiar scent. You turn to him, “I thought you already left.”

“What’s wrong?” Dabin asked. Even if your arrangement has only been going on for a few months, Dabin has seen enough of you to know the tell on your face when you’re upset.

“I don’t want to just sleep with you. I want more,” you blurted. It’s now or never.

“We passed ‘just friends’ about 20 fucks ago,” he teased.

Your eyes widen and you slap his chest. What does he mean and how is he able to joke at this point when you just bared your soul to him?

Dabin stroked your head and kissed your forehead, seeing how visibly upset you are. “I’ve been wanting to ask you out for the longest time or at least put a label on what we have. I was going along with this situation because I don’t know how you feel about me. I don’t want to just see you when I’m looking for a release. I need you in my life.”

You nuzzle your face against the crook of his neck, glad that he feels the same. You pull back and you look at him, and you notice he now looks at you with so much love. When did it change from lust to love, you wonder.

“What?” he chuckled, noticing you staring at him with a stupid grin on your face. “I ordered breakfast, and I washed the dishes as promised. Let’s eat?”

“Alright.” You gave him a peck and you stood from where you’re laying, grabbing Dabin’s shirt off the floor and putting it on, and following him towards the kitchen.

Prompt from @deity-prompts, @landhoesnorris

[cixrosie]

Write more!!! Theres not a lot of dpr stuff here

i will i just need some asks 💗

[dalicia-fay]

Hello there, I'm Dalicia! 👋😊

I have been considering writing fanfics for a bit now and wanted to put it out there to see if anyone one would even read my stuff...

I love Kpop, Khiphop, & Krnb but have been more into Khiphop recently, my most recent obsession is DPR!!

I mainly plan on writing for the artists I have in the tags but am open to taking requests for other artists too! So, with that being said, if you have any requests/ideas PLEASE let me know!! I would really appreciate it. 🥰

~ Dalicia 🖤

[chxnyeol]

Imagine this (DPR 1)

Dabin nervous af to play "Jasmine" for you because it's inspired by you. Sitting in the old DPR studio, right before they moved into their new fancy one so there are boxes everywhere and shit. He asks you if you'll listen to a song before he releases it and you agree happily, glad he wants your opinion. You make it half way through Jasmine, to the end of the second chorus in fact, before realizing what was going on. You look up to see him watching you for your reaction- he wants to drink in every expression his song makes you feel, especially because you made him feel enough to write it. When your eyes meet- ooh boy. I may turn it into a full imagine.

[ah-ga-seven]

Christian Yu: Happy Birthday Baby.

Type: Fluff, Smuttish (?) 

Warnings: Bad language, mentions of sex and alcohol.

Word count: 2355

A/N: Hi guys, it’s been a while hasn’t it? In light of Christian’s birthday I decided to write a short fun loving scenario for him. I am in fact still working on my second series but since university has started for me I barely have time to sleep, let alone write so this is a little ‘make up’ scenario for that I guess. Further information on the new series will be posted on my blog. For now please enjoy this “short” one and let me know what you think as always ;)

“He’ll notice” you say raising your eyebrow

“No he won’t, he’s so dense. We’ll just slip it passed him” Dabin says crossing his arms after parking the car.

You were parked outside of a department store, it was Dabin’s plan to come here and get some supplies to throw Christian a small birthday bash in some nice ass resort just outside of Seoul. It was a nice idea, but Dabin was in way over his head. You don’t think he gave it much thought when he invited everyone but Christian on the day of his birthday to do some shopping for the party, which was spontaneously decided to be held and planned just two hours ago.

“Scott, Michael and Cream will be here in just a second”

“You invited all of them just to go shopping?” you asked wide eyed.

“Yeah.. The more brains the better.” He smiled, happy with his plan.

“Obviously, since you don’t have one.” You roll your eyes, taking off your seatbelt to get out off the car. “If everyone is missing and he contacts one of us, which he will. What are we supposed to say? Especially me. I live with him.”

“Right. I didn’t think of that” Dabin says biting his lip.

“Did you think of what to get?” you ask blankly staring at your friend.

He simply shakes his head.

“Fucking hell Dabin.” You say raising your hand to your forehead.

He gives you an apologetic look and quickly jumps out of the car when he sees the other boys approaching.

You slowly get out of the car as well and walk towards them after loudly closing the car door.

You greeted them one by one with hugs, and put your arm on Scott’s shoulder to lean on him while you all looked at Dabin.

“So, why don’t you tell them your master plan.” You say giving Dabin a sarcastic smile

“It’s not much of a plan…yet. But that’s why everyone is here.” Dabin states a little less confident than he did just a minute ago.

“Dude why didn’t you say we were doing something a week before, so we could you know, plan this shit out.” Scott says a little annoyed.

“Fuck planning. We’re DPR we make shit happen on the spot” Dabin says with a cheesy smile.

“Wipe that corny smile off your face boy, we have shit to do if we want this done by tonight.” Cream says taking his phone out of his pocket. “It’s 1 PM, it’s a 1,5-hour drive to the resort. We need to invite people, do groceries, decorate the place, set up a sound system and make sure everyone is there before Christian arrives.”

Michael frowned. “That’s way too much.” He says scratching the back of his head.

“Okay.” You sigh closing your eyes for a second.

“Dabin, Michael. You guys do the groceries for snacks, alcohol and soda’s. Maybe even pick up a birthday cake and some candles, be wild with it.”

You turn to Scott and Michael who were standing on your left.  

“Scott, Michael; go on a hunt for decoration like balloons and stuff, but I don’t think I have to tell you how to make a room aesthetically pleasing, I know you have that covered. After you get the decorations be sure to pick up the speakers and sound system from the studio before you leave for the resort. Also don’t forget to pack some clothes and other necessities since we will stay there over night.”

The boys just nod at your demands, taking in every word you said just now.

“I will invite the rest of his friends and call the resort to see if they can provide us with the remote penthouse since we will probably be causing noise disturbance and we don’t want to bother other guests there. Also if any of the guests want to stay over after the party, I’ll tell them they have to provide their own stay.” You say determined.

“I suddenly understand why Christian fell for you.” Scott jokes, which earned soft chuckles from the rest of the guys.

You roll your eyes at his comment, giving him a slight smile.

“But wait, how do we get Christian to the resort without him noticing we are up to something?” Cream asks looking at you.

“Hmm, maybe I’ll just say that I booked a spontaneous romantic getaway for the both of us, I don’t think he will suspect much if I put it that way” you say shrugging.

“Yeah, but won’t he be disappointed that we don’t contact him to come and hang out or something.” Dabin says considering his friends’ feelings.

Michael shrugged. “I think the party itself will make up for that.”

“Okay, so everything is set then?” You ask looking at all of them one by one.

“One last thing” Scott says. “Make sure he wears a shirt and actual pants instead of those jogger shorts he always has on.”

You chuckle. “Got it.”

“Babe, you’re so random” Christian says as he rubs his eyes, looking at you pack his and your own stuff.

“Yeah well, we rarely do these kinds of things so what better way to spend your birthday than in a luxury resort with just the two of us” you say walking towards him and wrapping your arms around his neck.

He smiled at you, stealing a quick kiss. “It’s still so unlike you” he says letting go of you. “You’d tell me like two months in advance.” He chuckles sitting down on the bed.

You turn around to grab a shirt from your closet, biting your lip. God you wished he’d just go with the flow without asking difficult questions. But you understand. It’s unlike you. That’s for sure.

“Have you heard from Dabin today? He wished me a happy birthday but didn’t call me back” Christian asked frowning looking at his phone.

“No babe, I don’t know” you lie. At that your phone rang. You took it out of your pocket to answer.

It’s Dabin. Nice timing, as always.

You look back at Christian who was still sitting on the bed, focused on his phone, scrolling through his Instagram comments.

You answer biting your lip.

“y/n we’re going to need another hour or so.” He immediately says.

“Ohhh-h-hi mom” you say cheerfully.

Christian looked up from his phone to look at you.

“What?” Dabin asked, obviously not getting the hint.

“Yes mom, I’m fine.” You say smiling. “Yes Christian is fine too, I’ll tell him you wished him a happy birthday.”

Christian smiled putting his hand out. “Let me talk to her” he says.

“Ehh, yeah one hour is fine.” You quickly say. “Yes! Bye mom. Love you too.”

You hang up the phone, quickly putting it in your pocket again, earning a confused frown from Christian as you did so.

“She said she’d call back in an hour.” You say laughing nervously.

“You’re acting all kinds of weird today, you know that?” Christian chuckled looking back at his phone again.

You walk towards him, sitting down on his lap sideways, wrapping your arms around his neck again and kiss him passionately. In between kisses you take his phone from his hand and put it next to you on the bed. You take his hands and put them on your ass; where you like it, as you straddle him.

“I am?” you softly say while seductively starring into his eyes.

He smiled biting his lip, looking you up and down while firmly squeezing your ass as he falls back on the bed with you on top of him, hungrily kissing you back.

“How much time do we have before we leave?” he asks a little out of breath, putting a strand of your hair behind your ear so he could see your face better.

“One hour” you say smiling.

“That should be more than enough” he playfully says as he roughly flips you over so he’d be the one on top now, earning a surprised squeal from you in the process.

You took off his shirt in one swift move as he started to kiss your neck, helping you out of your shirt as well. “I love you baby” he mumbles against your skin while leaving a trail of sloppy kisses down your neck.

You moan at the sensation, wrapping your arms around him to bring him closer so you could kiss his lips. “I love you too Christian.”                                                    

“3 minutes” you text Dabin as you got out of the car.

Christian grabbed your travel bag from the trunk which had both of your belongings in it.

You watched him do so, and you had to admit. You were really excited to see his reaction. He didn’t think his friends would make a big deal out of his birthday, but god is he in for a surprise.

You linked arms with him as you walked inside the building. It was absolutely gorgeous inside and out. The pool looked amazing and the overall aesthetic was so pleasing to the eye.

Christian eyed the pool outside. “Imma have to dive in there” he said giving you a boyish smile. He was already excited, and happy to spend time with you in a place like this.

Just looking around he had his whole night with you planned already. Get in the sauna, jump in the pool, go for round 2 of birthday sex in your room and order too much room service after you take a hot shower together.

He swung the bag over his shoulder and let go of your arm so he could hold your hand, intertwining your fingers as you made your way up to your suite.

While waiting for the elevator to arrive at your floor he sighed, completely content and happy to be here with you in this moment. He absently kissed the top of your head, sweetly putting a strand of your hair behind your ear afterwards.

You looked up at him, giving him a sweet smile.

He looked at the number of the floor you pressed and frowned. “We have the penthouse? Babe that’s ridiculous” he says as his jaw lightly dropped.

“Just shut up until you see it” you chuckle.

The elevator stopped and the doors opened. You took his hand and dragged him with you. You searched for the keycard in your purse and opened the door. You walked into the dark open space with Christian right behind you.

“Why is it so dark in here?” he asked turning on the light switch.

“SURPRISEEE!!!!!!” Everyone yelled in unison.

Confetti canons popped and the music immediately started playing. The suite looked amazing. They put up cut outs of Christian’s and Lori’s faces on the walls. You laughed at the pictures and diverted your attention back to your boyfriend again.

You smiled widely as a startled Christian took a step back, taking everything in. A huge grin crept onto his face as he sees his friends approaching to congratulate him.

Dabin tightly hugged Christian first, while Scott and Michael shook him and patted his back. Cream, Jun and some others approached him afterwards for a hug as well.

“How did we do!?” Dabin yelled over the loud music.

“Dude everything makes so much sense now!” Christian replied still smiling and laughing away with them.

So many people turned up to celebrate Christian, even if it was last minute. Almost anyone and everyone he held dear to his heart linked up to have a good time with him.

After the majority of the people had greeted and congratulated him, Christian’s eyes started to look for you. He hadn’t even thanked you yet. He was so overjoyed and distracted by the fact that all of his friends were here, that he had lost track of where you were.

“Excuse me for a second mate” he said to Dabin, putting his drink down.

He made his way through the penthouse to see you in a deep conversation with one of your mutual female friends. She smiled at him and poked your shoulder, pointing her finger so you’d catch attention of Christian who was right behind you.

You turned around and smiled brightly at the sight of him. “How do you like your party?” you ask looking up into his eyes.

He chuckled, holding on to your waist. “You’re so sneaky, and a terrible liar now that I think of it. Distracting me with sex huh?” he says pointing his finger, pretending to be mad about it.

You hide your face in his chest. “I’m sorry” you cutely say.

He smiles grabbing each side of your face with his hands and places a soft kiss on your forehead. “It’s okay babe, this is amazing, although I did hope for a round two once we got here.” He says seductively biting his lip while looking into your eyes.

“The night is still young” you whisper in his ear. “Besides, we have the whole day tomorrow as well.”

He loudly groaned, pleased to hear you’d have some alone time together after all.

“You’re such a dream” he says pulling you closer and trapping you in for one of his bear hugs.

At that the lights went out and Dabin walked in with a birthday cake. He slowly approached trying not too drop it while “Birthday Sex” by Jeremih starts to play as a theme song. All eyes and phones were diverted to you, Christian and Dabin, either snapchatting or just recording the whole thing.

Everyone burst into laughter as Dabin started to do some ridiculous “sexy” dance moves with the cake in his hands while he walked up to the both of you.

Dabin finally made his way to him and stood in front of Christian, holding the cake up for him. “Make a wish bro!” he yelled over the loud music.

Christian smiled, closing his eyes for a second before he blew out the candles, which was followed by applause and cheers from everyone in the room.

He smiled and so did you. Simply being happy and content because he was. You quickly peck his lips. “Happy Birthday baby”

A/N: Read my Christian Yu series here (completed)