#hyunjae drabble

[jinkoh]

a little obsession

hyunjae x reader

summary: what's wrong with a little obsession? you just really, really liked him. it wasn’t like you were hurting anyone…right?

wc: 2.8k, tags: dark themes, suggestive (mdni), non-idol au, hyunjae calls reader princess (but it's gn! otherwise) warnings: stalking, manipulation, accidental murder but no one actually dies, depictions of feeling sick, slightly irresponsible self medication with alcohol & sleeping pills

a/n: i do feel like the tags make this sound worse than it is (?)--but i'd still consider it a case of "don't like, don't read"--so pls be honest with yourself and walk away if it isn't for you

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You'd never wanted things to end up this way. In fact you weren’t even sure how it came to this. All you'd wanted was to feel a little closer to him, to somehow be part of his life even when you didn’t mean anything to him. But now Hyunjae was lying on the floor of the changing rooms, heaving and struggling to breathe and it was all your fault.

It'd started out innocent enough—just a small crush on that guy on the baseball team who somehow managed to be cool and popular and yet still so very kind hearted. You'd bumped into him once and he'd been so sweet, apologizing a bunch of times and helping you pick up the things that had fallen from your bag. The moment he'd shown you his cute smile you'd been a goner. But of course Hyunjae was way out of your league. There was not the slightest chance he'd ever want to be with a nobody like you—and that was okay. You knew your place. You'd be content attending his games, maybe sneaking a picture or two of him pitching, or drinking, or changing… It was innocent, really, it wasn’t like you were going to do anything with the pictures. You just wanted to look. And maybe put a smile on his face by leaving a gift or two in his locker; useful things, like a towel with his initials embroidered or a pair of new socks or a drink to refresh himself after training, like today. 

He'd stayed a little later than his team mates, diligent and hardworking as always, and you watched through the tiniest crack in the door as he pulled off his baseball shirt and casually dropped it to the bench. He was sweaty, hair sticking to his forehead before he brushed it back with his hand. You wished you'd taken your camera with you. 

Hyunjae opened his locker, his face painted with surprise when he spotted the drink you'd left for him. For a moment he just looked at it, but then he took it out, unscrewed the cap and took a huge sip and then another and another. He wiped his lips with the back of his hand and just when he was about to put the bottle down something seemed a little off. His movements were suddenly weird and uncoordinated. He supported himself on the wall with his free hand while the other brought the bottle to his face, squinting to inspect it closely until he just dropped it and stumbled to the floor a mere second later. You stared frozen as the drink spilled all over the changing room, dying the gray tiles a greenish color. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. It was just a normal sport’s drink, you hadn’t poisoned him or anything—so why was Hyunjae lying on the floor now, shaking and grabbing at his throat as if he was struggling to breathe? 

You had to go get help, you knew that. His breathing was growing more and more erratic and if you didn’t do anything right now it would probably be too late. But you were too scared to move. You hadn’t meant for this to happen, but who would even believe you? Who would trust the innocence of a pathetic stalker like yourself? But did your innocence even matter in the face of his potential death? 

Suddenly the noisy heaving sounds Hyunjae had been making stopped. Instead there was just a quiet rattling coming out now, his breathing so flat you could barely see his chest move. Tears were running down your face. It's too late, it's too late! a voice in your head screamed, but you didn't have the time to listen to it, because you noticed movement. Hyunjae turned his head, all too slowly, until he seemed to be looking right at you, through the tiny crack in the door. His gaze was intense, eyes red and brimming with tears. Help me, he mouthed and you felt even more panicked, because he saw you, he knew you were there! But instead of rushing in to help, you stumbled back from the door, running through the empty hallways and away from the scene as quickly as possible. This couldn’t be real, right? It was all just an oddly realistic dream that you'd wake up from tomorrow, right?

The guilt and horror of what had possibly happened haunted you, keeping you awake in your bed. Did someone come to help him? Or did someone come to find his body? Would they be able to trace it back to you, would the police come to knock on your door to arrest you? All of these thoughts kept circling your mind and you only managed to shut them up with a sleeping pill and a glass of wine that you were well aware shouldn’t be combined.

Waking up felt strange. It took a moment for the memories of yesterday to sink in and even then they still felt like a bad dream. And maybe they were, because there wasn't any news of a college baseball player found dead in the locker rooms nor did the police come knocking. There were no patrol cars or ambulances on campus either, no warning tape blocking off the crime scene. Did they not find him yet? Or had it really been nothing but a dream? Your curiosity won over, and you took a little detour to the changing rooms before your class. They were empty at this time, the door conveniently left open. No body. So, no crime, right? 

“Are you looking for anything?” a familiar voice suddenly pulled you out of your thoughts. When you jerked around you found Hyunjae smiling at you curiously and very much alive and breathing.

“I—,” you started, but how were you going to explain to him that you’d been looking for his dead body? “Uhm, not really. Just thought I saw something.”

“Something? Like what? A murder?”

You froze.

“Y/n, I was kidding. No need to be so serious.” He playfully nudged your shoulder, “Anyway, the baseball team’s using  these in a bit so maybe it’s not the best idea to stick around. Unless of course you want to peep. I wouldn’t tell on you.” The sound of his chuckle was light and airy, making clear it was just a silly joke on his end. If only he knew how close to the truth he’d come.

“Uh, no, I’m leaving,” you pressed out, throwing one last glance into the changing room before turning to go. It looked normal. Hyunjae was alive. Everything was fine. Nothing had happened. Except, if you’d looked just a little more closely you would have spotted the traces of the green sport’s drink still staining the gaps between the tiles. But you didn’t. Filing it away as a bad dream was just that much easier.

“Y/n,” Hyunjae called out to you the moment you stepped out of your class, seemingly having waited for you in the hallway. It was odd, because even though Hyunjae had always been very kind to you, it wasn’t like he’d ever gone out of his way to look for you. You eyed him wearily, the excitement of him talking to you drowned out by the weird anxious feeling that came with not knowing what he wanted.

“Hyunjae,” you said, barely managing to make eye contact, “Can I help you?”

“Mhm, I was hoping you could.” 

“So, what do you need?”

“Well, you’re also in Lit 2, right? I missed a few lectures because of training…”

“I can lend you my notes.”

“Actually I was hoping you could run them back to me? I feel like it’d be easier to understand that way. And it’d be repetition for you too, right?” He put on a cute little smile, and even though it was clear he was just using you, you couldn’t help feeling smitten. Honestly, you didn’t mind being taken advantage of if it was him.

“Okay.”

He beamed, “Okay?”

“Okay, yeah, I can do that.”

“Great, you can come back to my place after baseball practice.”

“What?” You stared at him flabbergasted, the thought of going back to his place too much for your stupid little brain to handle. But Hyunjae was already going on ahead, turning around once more to yell “Wait for me at the gates!” before he disappeared.

Hyunjae lived in a small one room apartment. It was a little messy, just enough to make it feel cozy, and it smelled just like him. There were some books laying on the tiny kitchen table, it looked like physics and chemistry to you but you weren’t entirely sure. It made sense though, because you knew he was a science major outside of pursuing baseball. If you thought about it, him being in Lit 2 was a little odd, but since it meant sharing a class with him you weren’t going to question it. Maybe he was just interested in literature? Not that you could spot any other books in his room, though. What you did spot was his varsity jacket that he’d thoughtlessly thrown over the backrest of one of the two chairs when you’d come in, and you were itching to touch it, smell it, try it on. He was still in the bathroom, taking a quick shower since he hadn’t wanted to make you wait longer than necessary by showering after practice. Your fingers ran over the fabric, tracing the letter embroidered on the chest. The water was still running, so surely he wouldn’t be out anytime soon, right? Surely you could try it on just for a moment? Without thinking further you slipped into it, drowning yourself in the well worn fabric. You buried your nose in the collar, breathing in his scent, cheeks flushed red at the thought of him having worn this same jacket just ten minutes ago. But then the water suddenly stopped and you could hear the sound of the shower cubicle opening and closing. You hurriedly took the jacket off and placed it back over the chair before sitting back down on the floor the way he'd left you, the low coffee table in front of you and your back leaning against the frame of his bed.

Hyunjae stepped out of the bathroom a few minutes later, sweat pants riding low on his hips and a towel hanging around his shoulders to catch the water dripping from his wet hair. His gaze lingered on his varsity jacket for a moment and you realized in horror that you'd put it over the wrong chair. But then he tore his gaze away to look at you instead. "So what's the verdict?"

"Sorry?" Did he mean the jacket? Did he realize?

"My flat, do you like it?"

“Oh, yes, yeah, it's cozy."

He nodded slowly before walking to the dresser and fishing out a shirt to put on. "Good, good, hope you made yourself at home. Do you want something to drink?" Without waiting for a response he already walked into the kitchenette and opened the fridge. "I don't have much though… Orange juice? Or water…"

"Water is fine," you quickly assured when his gaze fell onto a bottle. "Oh, right, I still have this too." He held up an all too familiar looking green sport’s drink. You felt sick to your stomach. 

"Water is fine," you croaked again.

"You sure? Guess I'll have it then. Only just came from practice after all." He hummed as he closed the fridge again and got out a glass for you. Your gaze stayed glued on the drink, even when he walked back over and put down the water on the table before taking a seat across from you.

"You good? You're a little pale," he commented with worry etched into his features while his hands unscrewed the bottle in his hands. You almost flinched when you heard the sound of the seal breaking.

"I-I'm fine," you pressed out even if you weren’t.

"Hmm," Hyunjae didn't seem convinced. He took a sip of the drink and you watched the way his adam's apple bobbed when he swallowed. "You look like you've seen a ghost." Another sip. "Did you?"

"W-what?"

"A ghost, did you see one? Someone who died?" There was something weird in his eyes. It scared you.

"I—no, of course not!" 

"Are you sure?" Hyunjae leaned over the table, coming unsettlingly close. "Because I'm pretty sure you did."

"I don't know what you're talking about." 

"Really?" He laughed and then his eyes went wide. He stared at the bottle in his hand while he grabbed his throat with the other, making a show of heaving and coughing. And then he just turned back to you, with a raised eyebrow. "Ring any bells?"

 "What-what? It was a dream! It didn’t happen!"

"A dream? Are your dreams always realistic like that?" He put on a pout in a display of fake pity, "That must be so scary."

Cold fear was pumping through your veins. You didn’t understand what was going on, all you knew was you were afraid. "But then—why?"

"That day I wanted to mess with you a bit, wasn’t it funny? Your panicked face was so cute." Hyunjae chuckled in amusement. "But I really didn’t think you would just leave me to die. Did you not want to save me at all?"

"N-no, I—," Tears welled up in your eyes, a mixture of fear and helplessness. "I didn't want to—I—"

"Oh, no, don't cry," he cooed and then there was his sweet sweet smile again that had made you fall in love with him in the first place. "It's okay, hm? I'm not angry with you."

"Really?" you sniffled.

"Of course." Hyunjae reached out to cup your cheek, fingers brushing away the tears that'd spilled. "Can't hold a grudge against what's mine, right?"

"Y-yours?"

"Aren’t you?" He asked, his smile giving way to a pout that wasn't any less cute, "Mine?"

"I—I don't know—"

"I know it all, y/n. You're my secret santa, aren’t you? Following me around and leaving gifts for me like the cute little stalker you are."

"I'm not a—"

"It's okay, it's okay, I told you I won't be angry. As long as you'll be mine, of course." The thumb that had just been caressing your cheek moved a little lower, softly tugging at your lower lip. He watched the way your lips parted for him before his eyes darted back up to yours. "And you will be, right?"

You met his intense gaze and it somehow felt hard to breathe. "Yes," you pressed out, "All yours."

"That's it," he smiled before brushing his lips against yours in a kiss that started soft and sweet, but soon robbed you of the last bits of coherency that'd been left in your clouded mind. You leaned into his touch, letting him take from you what he wanted, as much as he wanted. All of this was so wrong, but how could you be expected to abide by morals when the guy you’d been in love with since you’d first met was devouring your lips like that? 

You barely registered him getting up, only letting out a needy whine when his touch briefly disappeared. But then he was back, right in front of you, without a table to keep you apart and pulling you right into another dizzying kiss that had you clutching the fabric of his shirt.

“So good for me,” he mumbled into your lips, “so pathetic and cute.”

His arms came around your waist, pulling you to straddle his lap. He held onto you tightly as he hoisted you up, your legs automatically wrapping around his body as you clung to him, scared of being dropped. 

“Don’t worry, princess,” he whispered, slowly lowering you onto the bed behind you, “I got you.”  

“Oh, I’m so glad I decided to bump into you that day,” he mumbled into the back of your neck later that night. Even though he said it sweetly, something about his words made the blood freeze in your veins. “You were so cute, all flustered and apologizing as you hurried to pick up the things you dropped.”

“I remember,” you swallowed around the uncomfortable feeling in your throat, “I felt like it was fate.”

“Mhm, fate is one way to put it,” he kissed your neck tenderly, “I prefer to call it meticulous planning finally paying off.”

“What?”

“Did you really think it was a coincidence?”

“Wasn’t it?”

“No, princess. It was all on purpose. I knew you long before that moment and I wanted you all along. Isn’t that romantic?” Another peck against your bare skin. “But you really exceeded my expectations, haven't you? I didn’t think you’d grow this obsessed with me. It’s so cute.” The arm he had around you squeezed you a little tighter, “We’re really made for each other. Who else could love this obsessive side of you the way I do?”

“Yeah,” you whispered, unable to relax into his embrace, “We’re perfect.”

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[sanaxo-o]

How about you? (Lee Hyunjae)

Genre/Warnings: strangers to kind of friends (?), mentions of reader being drunk, office worker hyunjae and reader, fluff, comfort, Hyunjae is down bad for the reader :), if you guys want a sequel then let me know! I got butterflies writing this short story but idk if it would be the same for you guys lol

Word count: 1,389

Sana: of course I had to write on the song TBZ just released. I am totally NOT procrastinating on my series (I am) I promise I will write the next part soon but since I am in Goa I had to write something for Hyunjae since he is so summer coded for me <3 (this is not a summer based fic…) thank you @o-onikix for beta reading even tho you didn’t really add anything 😐 (she was so sweet. She said this fic is perfect). Proofread once so plz let me know if there are any mistakes lol

Tagging: @cloverdaisies @kimsohn @mosviqu special tag for @from-izzy (plz tell me you’re alive) @deoboyznet @a-dream-bookmark

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Sitting in his chair, Hyunjae couldn’t help but feel his heart flutter every time he glanced at you.

This was something he never thought he would feel for you out of all the people from the office.

It’s not like you were bad or something, he just didn’t know you well enough to think he would catch such feelings for you.

You were not strangers nor were you both friends. You both just had a mutual understanding of each other’s existence and said hi or hello when passing by.

I mean yeah, you were pretty and you had a cute laugh but that's besides the point.

He only came to know about these feelings after having a proper conversation with you at the company dinner.

The way your drunk body kept on leaning against Hyunjae made his cheeks heat up as he held onto you tightly to make sure you didn't fall down.

He still remembers the way you kept on mumbling to yourself quietly with that small pout on your lips as you sat beside him with your red cheeks.

He never thought he’d be bothered about your muttering like this, but here he was, finding those small little things about you adorable.

Looking up from his computer screen Hyunjae could feel his heart take a leap when you looked up and made eye contact with him.

Immediately flashing you a nervous smile he could feel fire seeping out of his ears out of embarrassment for smiling so weirdly.

Bringing his hand up to his chest he held it over his heart as he felt his heart beating at a fast pace.

Leaning back in his chair, Hyunjae couldn’t help but let out a small squeal when he thought back to the moment when you looked him in the eye.

The way you just looked so effortlessly beautiful in your outfit with your hair tied up in your claw clip…

He admired you for putting so much effort and thought into your outfits everyday in the morning and coming all presentable.

He looked forward to seeing you everyday, that was one of the reasons he got out of his bed. Despite dreading the work piling up on his desk he couldn’t help but just think about you.

He hates to admit it to himself, but he totally does think about you every night. The way your face flashes before his eyes the moment he closes them makes him wide awake as he thinks about how it would be like to spend his days with you.

You were such a stranger to him but now? You were more than that. If you were to be a stranger to him then you were a pretty stranger for sure.

Despite the strong feelings he has for you, deep down he is afraid to even take a step closer towards you and make a move on you.

He’s afraid that he might make you uncomfortable, of course he doesn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable or anxious.

Standing up with a smile, he walked towards the lunchroom to make himself a cup of coffee. If he wanted to get through the dreadful day (not so much since he saw you) he would at least need a cup of coffee by his table.

Entering the area he could feel his heart stopping as he saw your struggling figure trying to grab the coffee box from the cabinet which was placed at the very back of the cabinet.

Taking slow and steady steps towards you he immediately caught onto you mumbling to yourself and cursing at the person who placed it in that place.

Chuckling a bit, Hyunjae stood behind you and grabbed the box for you.

Turning around you were immediately greeted by Hyunjae’s chest as he stared down at you with a smile while placing the box beside you on the counter.

“Thanks…” you mutter as you grab the coffee box and scurry away from there to make yourself some coffee.

Seeing the way you got embarrassed so quickly made Hyunjae giggle at your shy form.

He didn’t know where he got the confidence and courage to do that from but he knew he had to interact with you in some way.

Walking towards you he took a seat on the chair which was in front of you as he saw you making some hot cup of coffee for yourself.

Looking up at him you smile at him shyly and continue stirring your coffee, too shy to look him in the eye because of the moment back there.

“Isn’t this your second coffee of the day? And it’s only 2…” hyunjae mumbles to you as he stares in your eyes lovingly.

You chuckle shyly at his words and drink some of it, “I always drink a lot of coffee to get through the day.” You tell him while cleaning the place, not wanting to leave any mess behind.

“I don’t think that’s good for your health though.” He says while staring at your cleaning the place. Standing up from the chair, Hyunjae took it upon himself to help you clean as he told you to drink your coffee before it gets cold.

Seeing the hesitation on your face, Hyunjae gave you a small smile and told you not worry too much as he continued with what he was doing.

“Ah and I am sorry…” you mumble to him as you take a small sip of the coffee while staring at his broad shoulders.

Hearing you say those words Hyunjae’s ears immediately perk up in confusion as he stares back at you for a moment as he opens his mouth to say the obvious question, “What are you sorry about?” He questions as he dries his hands and sits in front of you.

“The night at the company dinner, I was all drunk and acting all clingy to you. I am sorry if I possibly made you irritated or uncomfortable.” You apologise formally as you look down in shame and embarrassment.

Hearing you say that Hyunjae couldn’t help but chuckle quietly. He couldn’t help but think just how adorable you looked while apologising for something he didn’t even mind.

In fact he was glad that he talked with you that night, you were drunk so you wouldn’t remember much of what you guys talked but just that small moment you guys shared at the dinner made him want to get to know you more and that was enough for him.

“It’s okay, I found you rather cute.” He said softly as he stared at you as your face turned a shade of pink because of his sudden compliment.

“Thanks I guess…” you mumble shyly as you scratch the back of your neck while looking away from Hyunjae.

“Uh…” Hyunjae stared at you anxiously as he thought back to the words he wanted to say to you, “Are you…free on Saturday night?” He asked shyly.

You look at him with your eyes widened slightly as you let out a small cough, Hyunjae couldn’t help but find that action of yours adorable as he giggled.

Maybe taking a step closer towards you like this wasn’t such a bad idea after all.

“Uh yeah sure…I will send you my address.” You mumble in a hurry as you scurry off from there, too nervous to look at hyunjae.

He looked at your figure as you walked away, the way you stumbled on your way to your seat and the way you smiled slightly to yourself was just so effortlessly beautiful in a way that calmed his heart down.

He just couldn’t find it in him to take his off the small gesture you do, the way you always scratch the back of your neck when you’re embarrassed or when you always mutter under your breath when you’re annoyed or angry at something or someone.

Those little things stay in his mind all day, all circling around his head.

“She said yes…” he muttered to himself. Squealing like a small child Hyunjae couldn’t help but giggle at the thought of you. Again.

“I think I am in love with her. Argh…” yelling in a low voice Hyunjae brought his hands up to hide his face which was starting to flare up in a bright shade of red.

[kkinou]

lee hyunjae- cuddle buddies

genre/tw: fluff, forehead kisses,

(not proof read, please let me know if you find any mistakes please!!

regular hyunjae and tired fem!reader

word count: 0.2k

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lying in bed, you continue to let your eyes caress the pages, trying to keep yourself awake. knowing he was on his way home and would arrive any minute now, you do anything to keep yourself from drifting off.

as your eyes start to close, the rattling of the door alerts you, and you can’t help but sigh out, glad the wait was over. dropping the book, you sit up and stretch, hearing soft footsteps walking up to the open door in front of you. hyunjae walks in, catching your barely awake eyes and messy hair as he laughs softly.

having a boyfriend who had a crazy schedule wasn’t exactly ideal, but nothing could keep you away from him. not even the threat of not being able to sleep without him beside you.

he walks over and leaves a soft kiss on your forehead before whispering into your hair “lie down, i’ll be back in a minute..”

having no problem with his request, you lie down and cuddle under the blankets, waiting for him. he keeps his word, and in what feels like 30 seconds you feel his arms wrap around you and pull you close to him. he sighs into your hair, whispering about his day to will you to sleep. you fall asleep, feeling warm and happy having him right there next to you.

soo… i’m becoming a sucker for fluffy hyunjae🤭IM SO EXCITED FOR TBZ COMEBACK, so i’ve become kinda inspired to write something for them!! also school exams are over for now, so i have more time to rest and write🫶🫶

thank you for reading, i appreciate it!!

[stayteezdreams]

the boyz cart 34 prompt 11 or 21 for sleepover event please (which is such a cute name 😭)

i really liked your eric fic 💗

Thank you! <3

And your fate ship is....

Hyunjae!~

I went with Prompt #21: 'Person A is staring at Person B, distracted, ends up hurting themselves or making a mess.'

Distracted

You knew that the members of The Boyz were attractive, but seeing them in person was almost intimidating. They were kind, and funny, and made your work day a lot better than most others.

As you were preparing one of the sets they were filming on today, your friend came over, pretending to help as she whispered into your ear.

"You're being watched. "

You froze for a moment before continuing your work, assuming a manager or one of your bosses was watching you. "By who?"

"Hyunjae" She whispered excitedly.

Your heart flipped in your chest as you swallowed nervously. You wanted to look around but didn't want to be obvious. And besides, maybe he was looking at you to see what you were doing.

Hyunjae, however, was not looking at what you were doing specifically, he was just looking at you. Ever since you were introduced to the members earlier, he couldn't keep his eyes off of you.

His eyes found their way to you every time he looked around, as though he was drawn to you. And now as you were fixing up the set for their next video shoot, he was watching you again.

He absentmindedly poured himself and the others some water as he watched you. Barely paying attention to what he was really doing.

What happened next, was an unfortunate string of events.

You laughed, his heart jolted, you looked around, and your eyes locked with his. Hyunjae suddenly forgot he was in the middle of pouring drinks, as the cups and pitcher of water fell from his hands.

A loud clatter filled the room as he cursed to himself, trying to clean up his mess. Others ran over to laugh at him and to help, and he felt his cheeks burning hot. Why did he have to do something like that when you looked at him. Glancing over to where you had been, you were now looking away, finishing your work.

Part of him was relieved, but embarrassment coursed through him heavily for the rest of the shoot.

When the shoot was finally over, Hyunjae was saying goodbye to the staff, his eyes continuously glancing over to you on the other side of the room. He really wanted to speak with you again, to get your number, but what if you had no interest?

Hearing his name said in a sweet voice, he looked behind him and his heart jolted. You were now behind him, smiling shyly at him, and in your hands, you were holding his shirt. The one he had spilled water all over before.

Reminder of his embarrassment washed over him again as you handed him the shirt. "It's all clean and dry now."

"Oh thank you!" He smiled as he took it, shyness evident on his face, as was him embarrassment.

Clearing his throat softly he met your eyes and bit the inside of his lip. "You're Y/n right?"

You nodded and he smiled a bit brighter. "I noticed you earlier." He admitted softly, "You know, when I decided to take a swim."

You giggled and it sounded like music to his ears. You nodded, "I was going to pretend not to notice, if it makes you feel better."

He laughed, "Thanks I appreciate it. But really, you should be apologizing."

You hummed softly and titled your head, the action made Hyunjae's stomach swirl with butterflies.

"Oh?"

He nodded, feeling his confidence grow. "It was your fault after all."

"Oh it was, was it?" You asked challengingly, with a soft smile.

He nodded, "If you hadn't been so cute I wouldn't have been so distracted."

Your heart jolted at his bold comment as you nodded, biting your lip. "I see. Well then I profusely apologize."

He chuckled and you giggled before continuing, "Well since I committed this grave act, I will pay you back."

He smiled slyly as his eyes grazed your features, making your face heat up. "And how will you do that?"

Hearing his name being called by one of the managers, his heart sank. You smiled at him before tapping the shirt in his hands lightly before turning to walk away with a teasing smile.

He watched you walk away with a curious, and longing gaze before finally being pulled away.

Settling into the car, he looked down at the shirt in his hands, wondering what you meant by your action. Was your repayment that you got his shirt cleaned? Unfolding the shirt, he felt something crinkle in the pocket. Reaching in, he pulled out a folded paper.

His heart was pounding as he opened it, a grin spread across his face as he saw your name and number scribbled on the paper.

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[mymegrokosmos]

the boyz as boyfriends drabble. i was left alone watching their content too long today so here you go. if you like this one i'll add the other members these are just my headcanons based on their body language/behaviour observed lately.

jacob is the kind of bf to constantly have one arm slung around you shoulder as he leans into your side or against your back. he makes it look effortless with his other hand casually slipped into one pants pocket. It's second nature to him, like breathing. If you reach up and hold his hand, he won't show it but he's melting just a little inside. he slings one arm around each of your shoulders when walking or standing between you and a friend, male or female (so long as you're both comfortable with that).

kevin is the type of bf to not mind you constantly hanging off of him. in fact, he likes that it shows how much you like him and how safe and comfortable you feel with him. he likes that you let down your walls if you're not usually a particularly touchy person and let yourself be vulnerable with him. that you trust him not to disrespect or overstep your boundaries and just feel like you can be yourself around him.

changmin is the type of bf to always be backhugging you or slipping his hands in your hoodie pockets and burying his face in your back or the crook of your neck. when you call him on it he claims that he's cold but that's always his excuse and if you try to pull away you can bet that he'll whine until you sigh and give in to his cuddling. he will absolutely 100% insist on holding your back to his chest, arms around your waist as he shuffles you both into the kitchen or wherever you were headed before he interrupted.

hyunjae also likes to have an arm around you but he moves around and fidgets, always coming back to you eventually but not usually staying still for very long. he plays with yout hoodie strings or necklaces, or your fingers whenever you reach up to stop his fidgeting or hold his hand in yours. when he laughs he pulls your whole body along with him in whatever direction he flops bc you know that man is collapsing like a rag doll while he loses it.

juyeon likes to rest a hand on your shoulder, or his chin. the type of bf to hook an arm loosely around your neck and hover from behind you staring down anyone you're talking to unblinkingly like a cat while he sizes them up and completely tunes out the conversation around you both until you tap his arm or tilt your head back to look up at him. lace your fingers through his, play with his rings or hold his wrist to have him melting and peering closer to catch whatever you have to say, you now have his full attention. he will stare at you like you've just hung the moon bc he's so endeared by everything you do.

eric is the type of bf to keep an arm around your waist or shoulder not just to keep you close but to let other people know you're taken. he's always hovering close when you're at parties or gatherings. will squeeze your hand or hips to make sure you're still there or when he feels like you aren't paying enough attention to him. he's protective and also likes to know you're safe in crowded places. 100% the type to insist on pouring your drinks for you but doing it one handed bc the man refuses to let go of his hold on you for even a minute he loves affection pls give it to him.

[daisyvisions]

Unspoken Words (Pt. 3)

➺ Pairing: best friend!Sangyeon x afab!reader x enemy!Hyunjae

➺ Summary: If someone were to tell you that you'd be in a fake relationship with the person you despise the most just to make your best friend jealous, you would've laughed in their face. But here you are... caught up in this exact situation.

➺ Word Count: 7.4K

➺ Warnings: Smut (18+, minors DNI) very angsty but with a happy ending, jealousy, confessions, some arguments, mentions of being drunk, heated makeouts, groping, unprotected sex, creampie, oral (f! receiving), slight masturbation, marking, neck biting, slight dry humping, pet names (sweetheart) lots and lots of sexual tension y'all (pls let me know if I missed anything!)

➺ A/N:  Okay hear me out... it wasn't supposed to take this long for me to write this I swear 😭 but life got in the way huhu but anyways WOW 7.4K words? this is the longest fic I've ever written! This is the last part of this series and while I'm sad it has to come to an end, I'm just very proud of this series as a whole! Proofread once, I hope you enjoy this last part!

➺ Part 1 | Part 2

➺ Network and tags: @deoboyznet @winterchimez @snowflakewhispers @aimeecarreros and the anon that reminded me to write for it bless you I hope you see this!

As your body sways to the rhythm of the music blasting through the speakers, you can't help but become immersed in the kaleidoscope of colors moving around you. You finally feel relaxed enough after a couple of drinks and slowly let everything around you move through you like an ocean wave.

It's been a while since you've been this loose, especially with all the college requirements piling on you like bricks. You needed this, especially since it was your birthday. You deserved to have a break and not think of any responsibilities for a moment and have fun with the person you adore the most… your best friend. Speaking of best friend, where the hell is he right now?

Your mind pulls you away from your reverie as your eyes frantically search for the man who was with you all night. The man who had your whole birthday planned out and dragged you to this place. And just like a moth to a flame, you spot him easily across the room sitting by the bar as he watches you with his warm eyes, the growing smile on his face as soon as his eyes finally meet yours.

Without hesitation, you make your way towards him, weaving through the sea of bodies. You stop right in front of where he sits, your body wedged between his legs as you place your hands on his shoulders for stability. His eyes grow wide as you slowly lean closer to him, wondering what you might do next.

"C'mon Sangyeon, dance with me!" Your mouth is dangerously close to his ear as you try your best to speak above the reverberating music around you.

"I think I'll pass. I'm good right here," he responds as his hand holds your waist to stop you from swaying.

"You can't say no, it's my birthday, remember?" you remind him, your tone playful yet insistent.

Sangyeon hesitates for a moment, his gaze flickering between you and the crowded dance floor. You can see the internal struggle playing out on his face. He lets out a heavy sigh, remembering that he was the one who set that rule for the evening to begin with. It was the condition he had suggested in order for you to say yes to going out tonight.

"Okay… let's dance," he sighs, quickly chugging down the rest of his drink before allowing you to lead him onto the dance floor.

As soon as you step foot on the dance floor, Sangyeon grabs your wrist and makes you twirl for him. You laugh at the silly gesture but continue to dance with him and let the music move through both of you.

He laughs at how loose-limbed your movements have become but still tries to match your energy nonetheless despite not being much of a dancer. Sangyeon can't help but smile as butterflies soar throughout his body.

He can't believe how lucky he is to have you in his life, wishing for moments like this to never end.

Later on in the night as you both walk back to your apartment, Sangyeon wraps his arm around you, trying to keep your balance as you yap about anything and everything. For some, this would be considered bothersome, having to be the caretaker of their tipsy friend. But to Sangyeon, it doesn't matter as long as it was you.

Aside from getting you home safe, all he can focus on is the beautiful sound of your voice and the way you hold onto him closely. The smell of your perfume was far more intoxicating than the drinks you downed tonight.

When you both finally make it to your front door, you suddenly spin around to hug Sangyeon tightly. "This was the best birthday ever, thank you so much Sangyeon," you mumble against his shoulder.

"Anything for my girl," he smiles, returning the same hug you're giving him.

His cheek presses against your head, taking all the strength he could muster to not kiss your temple. You both hug each other for a little while longer, not wanting this moment to end. As soon as you reluctantly pull away from one another, Sangyeon chuckles at the tousled appearance of your hair.

"Here, let me just—" Sangyeon's hand reaches for the loose strand of hair and gently tucks it behind your ear. You impulsively press your cheek onto his palm, letting the heat of his skin cradle you as you sigh dreamily.

You look up at him with these sultry eyes, and Sangyeon can't help but feel a shiver run down his spine. This kind of thing has never happened between the two of you. He tries his best to ignore the sudden warmth blooming at the back of his neck but fails as soon as his eyes gravitate towards your lips almost touching his palm.

"Sangyeon?"

Beep, beep, beep! The sound of your alarm rings as you wake up from your dream. You find yourself smiling as you open your eyes, but reality hits you like a lightning strike as you soon realize who was the male lead of your dream.

You aren't upset because the dream ended so abruptly, but rather the scenario reminds you of a time when you and Sangyeon were happy. When you two were still friends and not in the shit show you're currently in where he makes you feel like a total stranger.

Before you start wallowing in your own sadness, you rub your eyes and immediately get up from your bed, stretch, and check your phone. Today, you're assigned to check the inventory and the progress of everything the team needs for the play next week. While that sounds easy to do, it also means you have to quality check and sort out all the props, costumes, and other items before the tech rehearsal.

Today is definitely going to be a long one, but at least it will give you enough distraction from overanalyzing that dream, right?

You slowly exhale a sigh of frustration as you continue untangling the mess of rope on your lap. Not only have you been trying to straighten them out for the past hour or so, but you also start to feel a numbing pain in your tailbone as you sit cross-legged on the stage. It was a mistake positioning yourself here as you figure out this task, but at least you were a few more tasks away from calling it a day.

"Didn't expect to see you here—" A deep voice startles you. You were so focused on unraveling the rope from its tangled knots that you didn't pay attention to the creaking sound of the auditorium's entrance.

You clutch your chest, trying to calm your heartbeat while your eyes search for the source of the voice. You'd think finding who the voice belonged to would calm your nerves, but you suddenly feel your heart pounding harder than it did a few seconds ago when your eyes finally lock in on the other person's face. Oh god… Sangyeon.

"Uh—" You try to swallow down the non-existent lump stuck in your throat. "The rest of the team couldn't make it today so I volunteered to help…"

"I know, I signed up with you weeks ago to check on inventory, remember?" He awkwardly laughs. And in that moment, it only occurred to you that you did in fact sign up with Sangyeon for this weeks ago, the whole rift between you two making you forget that little detail.

"R-right…" You turn away to focus on the task at hand before he spots the embarrassed look on your face, quietly praying that he will decide to just leave you to your work.

But apparently, the universe had other plans for you today.

Sangyeon starts walking down the center aisle of the auditorium. The sound of his footsteps is so slow and gentle it's more nerve-wracking than any sound you've ever heard. You really do try your best to ignore him, but that alone starts to become difficult as the faint scent of his warm cologne starts to invade your senses.

"Need a hand?" Sangyeon offers, taking a step closer to the edge of the stage.

"No, I've got it," you quickly reply as your eyebrows furrow in frustration at a particularly difficult knot.

Sangyeon chuckles at your stubbornness, finding it cute rather than annoying. Suddenly, he places his hands on the edge of the stage and pulls himself up, his figure now closer to you than ever before as he sits right across from you.

"Here—" He grabs the tumbleweed of rope from your hands and starts to untangle the mess effortlessly.

"You were always a stubborn one, huh?" he teases, his eyes meeting yours for a brief moment.

"I only learn from the best," you reply, sharing a slightly awkward laugh together.

"Come on," Sangyeon says, his voice softer now. "I'll help you so you don't stay up too late."

At first, you were worried about how awkward it would be to have Sangyeon around you for a couple more hours considering everything that has happened between you two. But much to your surprise, it was like nothing happened at all, as if you two were just picking up where your friendship had left off.

The first couple of minutes or so were obviously weird, but as soon as Sangyeon made a joke about an incident that happened backstage weeks ago with two of the crew members, you couldn't help but burst out laughing. From that point on, you two were talking nonstop as you tried to untangle the rope together. And for the first time in weeks, you both felt that missing part of you become whole again.

By the time you both finished straightening out the rope, he asked you what other tasks you had left so he could work on some while you did the other half. You both got up to do your tasks and met back at the same spot where you sat cross-legged from one another to finish retouching the paint on some props.

As the night went on, Sangyeon couldn't help but steal glances at you as you focused on painting the item in your hand. A warm, fuzzy feeling engulfed his entire body, remembering how it felt to be around you like this again.

He suddenly snapped back into reality as you let out a loud sigh as you brush the loose hair from your cheek with the back of your hand. A light streak of paint smudges your skin, making Sangyeon chuckle at the sight of it.

"What's so funny?" You looked at him quizzically. Sangyeon couldn't help but smile at your confused face. Without hesitation, he put down the brush in his hand and leaned closer to you.

"You've got a little something—" He held your head steady with his palm as his thumb tried to remove the smudge of paint on your cheek.

You suddenly became aware of how close you were to Sangyeon. You could see every detail of his face. Your heart began to race as you realized he was staring at you intently, his breath catching in his throat.

"T-there. Just a bit of paint, that's all—" Sangyeon stammered, his eyes never leaving your face. Before he could lower his hand, you impulsively grabbed his wrist a little more firmly than you had hoped, instantly missing the warmth of his palm against your cheek.

You melt at the touch of his caress, eyes closing as his warm hand envelops your skin. You turn your head slightly for your lips to lightly touch his inner wrist. Your heart starts pounding out of your chest; it's as if this moment seems too familiar to you.

"Sangyeon?" You say his name under your breath, wondering if he could hear how loud your heart is beating in this moment. Wondering if his heart is also beating as loud as yours.

Sangyeon's lips part, his mind running a mile a minute as he tries to find the right words to say. How can he, especially when you look at him with deep longing? After everything that has happened between you two?

He sees your eyes falter with his lack of response as you try to slowly pull away from him. Regret starts to consume him, knowing that this would be the last time he'd ever get close to you again.

No, he can't lose you, not like this. It's either he does it now or regrets this for the rest of his life.

"Fuck it—" Sangyeon grips the back of your neck and pulls you towards him, your lips suddenly pressed against his.

You impulsively place your hand on his chest and push him away, scanning his face for his reaction. But all you can see is how dilated his pupils are, looking at you with an intense gaze you have never seen before. Suddenly, the air around becomes stuffy and surges with desire all at once.

Without a word, you grab the fabric of his shirt and pull him towards you desperately as you smash your lips against his once more. Sangyeon responds with the same level of desperation as he cups your face between his warm hands and presses a deeper kiss onto you. He groans at the sound of your faint whimper as he hastily pushes the props and other items that stand between you two to the side, not giving a damn if they get all messed up.

His body hovers over yours as he leans closer to you, gently guiding your back onto the wooden floor of the stage. Your hands try to cling onto his broad shoulders, but as soon as you lay completely flat beneath Sangyeon, you find yourself grabbing onto the back of his hair and pulling him closer than ever before.

He inserts his knee between your legs, causing them to split apart while he tries his best not to place his entire weight onto you. Your core accidentally brushes against his thigh as you both adjust yourselves, gasping into his mouth at the delicious friction below. Sangyeon wastes no time slipping his tongue between your lips, moaning at how your tongues move together so perfectly. He needed to taste more of you or else he would go insane.

As Sangyeon's lips pull away from yours, they start to make a trail from your jaw down to the column of your neck. Each kiss feels as if he's leaving permanent marks on you despite not actually sucking on your skin. Your faint whimpers and sighs of satisfaction encourage him to keep going. He was so lost in the moment that he had forgotten where you were. But that didn't matter to him at all.

All he could think about was having you in his arms again.

Just as things were starting to become even more heated between you two, a loud ringing echoes in the air. The source was coming from your phone, which was just a few inches away from Sangyeon. At first, you tried to ignore it, too caught up in the sensation of Sangyeon's lips on your neck, his hands inching dangerously close to areas that made your core throb in excitement. But when the phone kept on ringing, you couldn't avoid the curiosity any longer.

You reach for your phone, trying to calm yourself before answering so that whoever was calling you wouldn't suspect anything odd on your end (but that alone was difficult as Sangyeon deepened the kisses on your neck).

"Hello?" Your phone fumbles against your ear as you try to hold it steady. "Oh, Hyunjae, I was just—"

As soon as you said his name, Sangyeon froze. It was as if a bucket of ice water had been dumped over him, suddenly bringing him back to reality. He chuckles under his breath, mentally slapping himself for getting so carried away with you like this that he forgot the person thats between you and him.

Sangyeon lets go of your waist and abruptly gets up to straighten his clothes and hair. Without warning, he hops off the stage and walks towards the exit of the auditorium. You try to process what the fuck is happening all the while maintaining your current conversation with Hyunjae over the phone.

"I'll call you back, Hyunjae. Give me a sec—" You get up and try to follow Sangyeon quickly.

By the time you burst through the theater's doors, you see Sangyeon walking to the nearest fountain to take a sip and splash water on his face. You walk towards him carefully as he lets out a sigh of frustration and runs his fingers through his hair.

"Sangyeon?" you call out softly, reaching out to touch his shoulder. But he flinches away from your touch, causing a massive ache in your chest.

"This... this was a mistake. I shouldn't have come here," he replies, his voice cold and distant.

"What? Sangyeon, can you please just—"

"It's nothing," he interrupts you.

"It's not nothing. Tell me."

"Seriously, it's nothing. Leave it alone."

"Sangyeon, cut the bullshit," you snap, your patience wearing thin.

"What?" he asks, his tone defensive.

"You've been acting weird towards me ever since the day after my birthday, and I want to know why," you say, your voice rising with frustration. "Why have you been avoiding me? Making me feel like shit?"

Something in Sangyeon seems to snap at your words. "You want to know what it is?" he practically shouts. "Hyunjae. He's my fucking problem. Doesn't help that I see you two everywhere I go and practically hear you two at each other like animals!"

"I didn't even know you were coming over that day!" you retort. "This all wouldn't have happened if you had just not cut me off like that. It fucking hurt, Sangyeon. Then now you can't just suddenly walk into my life again like nothing happened, kiss me, and expect everything to be okay!"

"You wouldn't understand," Sangyeon says, his voice suddenly tired.

"Understand what exactly?" you press.

"I—" Sangyeon struggles to get the words out of his throat.

"That night, your birthday party," he says slowly, searching your face. "You don't remember anything at all?"

"Stop with the cryptic shit and just spit it out!" you say, your patience completely gone.

"Fine!" Sangyeon explodes. "You want to know why I've been avoiding you this whole time?"

You nod, bracing yourself for whatever he's about to say.

"You kissed me."

His words hit you like a train. "W-what?"

"And you wanna know what hurts the most? The way you looked at me the next day when I almost tried to kiss you again. You looked at me with this terrified expression on your face, as if you regretted what had happened." His voice lowers as he explains. You don't notice the tiny dots of tears forming at the corners of his eyes.

"W-why didn't you just tell me?" you murmur, the pieces falling into place as you realize your dream from last night was actually a forgotten memory.

"I panicked," Sangyeon admitted. "What if you didn't mean it at all and I just made a fool of myself? I didn't want to ruin our friendship. And I know how dumb it was of me to cut you off, but it hurt knowing that you didn't feel the same way and I would have to live with that memory every time I looked at you."

A numbing silence fills the air for a moment.

"I—I couldn't face you after knowing what your lips felt like, what it felt like to hold you. I'm a coward, I know that now. I should've apologized during the dance, but it was too late."

You stood there, frozen, as Sangyeon poured his heart out. Then he suddenly asks you a question that made your heart stop.

"If I hadn't kissed you just a while ago, would you still have talked to me? Would you have chosen me over Hyunjae?" Before you could formulate a response, your phone rang again. It was Hyunjae. Sangyeon's face fell, and he took a step back.

"Go," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'll finish up the work inside."

You stand frozen as Sangyeon walks away. Everything suddenly feels too intense that you don’t even realize the tears that start to run down your cheeks. You need to get out of here or else you’ll drive yourself insane.

You grab your phone, fingers hovering over Hyunjae's number. At first you hesitate, torn between telling him the truth about your feelings for Sangyeon or seeking physical comfort to forget about everything. Your irrational brain picks the latter option instead.

“My place tonight? 😉”

Everything for you was completely a blur. One minute you're standing still outside the auditorium, the next you're pouncing on Hyunjae as soon as he rings your doorbell. You were so in over your head you had no grasp of time or any coherent thought.

"Looks like someone's missed me a bit too much, hm?" Hyunjae mumbles as he kisses you messily, pressing you against your front door.

"Just shut up and fuck me already, will you?" You breathe out, grabbing his hair in your hands.

"Yes, ma'am," he smirks before you both start hastily walking into the living room, leaving a trail of discarded clothes in your path.

To Hyunjae, this wouldn't be the first time he's seen you so worked up like this over him. But something about you right now seemed a bit off. Yes, seeing you incredibly horny like this was exciting, but your movements did not match the energy in your eyes. It was almost like you were on autopilot to him.

There's definitely something bothering you, he thinks. Or maybe you've been working all day and just need a way to relax. He'll probably check in on you later but for now, all he can think of is hearing those beautiful moans you make for him.

Too eager to get a taste of you, Hyunjae drags you over to your couch as he pulls you in to straddle his lap. He wastes no time littering your neck with kisses, groping your ass while you grind on his growing bulge.

"C'mere." He grabs your face in his hands, admiring little details of your face while he smiles to himself. "Tired from today?"

"Mhm." You hastily reply, wanting to not think of anything else except Hyunjae's touch. So you lean in to kiss his neck while moving your hips on his lap, your hands struggling to unbuckle his belt.

The way you answered just now threw Hyunjae off. There was definitely something wrong with you. How does he know? It was all in your eyes. Usually, you looked at Hyunjae directly when he called your attention. But now? It was like you were trying to completely avoid any sort of eye contact with him, and that was making him feel uneasy.

"Hey, uh—are you alright?" He calmly asks while gently holding your hips.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" You mumble against his throat. Hyunjae thought he might be overthinking, but the more you struggled to unbuckle his belt (which was not a difficult task for you in the past), he couldn't continue on with you like this.

He calls out your name, hoping you'd stop to look at him, but you don't pay him mind. He says your name two more times and you still ignore him. Instead, he grabs your wrists and holds them up to finally get your attention.

"Talk to me, please—" He searches your face, trying to get a better look at you.

"There's nothing to talk about, Hyunjae." You huff out, irritated that he suddenly halted your movements.

"You think I'm dumb? There is clearly something wrong and you don't wanna say it," he says sternly, trying not to get too irritated with how you're acting towards him.

"I'm telling you there's nothing wrong."

"I don't believe that at all."

"Ugh, Hyunjae, can you just stop? It's none of your business!"

"It is my business if it's making you this upset—"

"Why do I have to tell you anyway?! It's not like you're my real boyfriend—" Your eyes widen as you suddenly regret saying those last words. And to add fuel to the fire, the way Hyunjae looks at you makes you want to vomit. You've never seen his face drop in an instant. The way the light in his eyes burned out so quick, too.

"Hyunjae, I— I didn't mean to, I'm so—"

"You're right," Hyunjae interrupts you.

"What?" You look at him confused.

"You're right. I'm not your boyfriend. But I am your friend. And I deserve to know what's been bothering you because I care about you so much I hate seeing you like this."

His stern but concerned voice hits you so fast you end up bursting into tears on the spot. Sobbing hysterically into his chest as you cry out all the pent-up emotions you locked away from tonight.

Hyunjae instantly wraps his arms around you and envelops you in a warm embrace. He gently strokes your hair while steadying his own breath, waiting for you to calm down until you feel better. You both sit in silence for a few minutes until Hyunjae's voice breaks the ice.

"It's about Sangyeon, isn't it?" He says calmly. Your head springs up in response.

"How did you—"

"The last time I saw you cry like this was when you were outside the gym during the dance." Hyunjae cups your face and wipes the remaining tears from your eyes with his thumbs.

"And well… if you were crying about me, we know it's for an entirely different reason." He smirks, trying to lighten the mood. You let out a faint laugh as he continues to stroke your cheek with his thumb.

"You should be with him—" Hyunjae says as he looks into your eyes. Before you can even ask, he continues. "That's who you want to be with, right? That's who you should be with right now, not me."

"Hyunjae, I—" You shake your head in disbelief. "What about you?"

"Me?" He asks with a surprised tone. "This isn't about me! It's about you. I'm not the one you need, we both know that. We both knew that at the very beginning. It was always Sangyeon." Hyunjae's voice starts getting weaker the more he speaks out the truth.

"I've always seen the way he looked at you and how you looked at him. It's clear as day that you both need each other more than you both realize it."

"But what about our agreement?" You ask him softly.

"Remember the first rule? If one of us wants to stop this thing at any given moment, the contract will end." He pauses his thought as he looks at you a little longer, taking you to memory before letting out a big sigh.

"And besides, our agreement broke a long time ago."

"What do you mean?" Your eyebrows knit in confusion.

"Well—" Hyunjae's cheeks start to warm up. "I fell in love with you the night of our first time." He faintly smiles. Rule number two, if any of us catch some sort of feelings for one another, the contract is immediately terminated.

"That night, you looked at me like I was the most important person in the world. That I wasn't the guy everyone in school knew as some kind of dick. You looked at me as Hyunjae, the real Hyunjae." He brushes a hair behind your ear. "How dumb of me to fall for those pretty eyes of yours." He sighs once more, trying his best to not let you see his lips quivering.

"I'm so sorry—" You start to tear up, knowing that this would probably be the last moments you have with Hyunjae.

"Hey, don't go all soft on me just because I said that, alright?" Hyunjae tries to bring energy back into his voice.

"I knew what I was getting into. You deserve to be happy, and if I'm not the reason for your happiness and you're stuck with me, that would break my heart even more."

He grabs your face so you could look him in the eye properly. "Got it?" You nod in response.

"Now c'mon. Be a good hostess and walk me out of your apartment." Hyunjae smiles before grabbing your wrists and pulling you up from his lap.

He helps you grab your clothes on the floor and even dresses you up and does the same for himself after. By the time he sets one foot out your front door, he suddenly turns around to face you.

"Can I just have one more request from you before this is all over?" he asks.

"Oh? What would that be?" You look up at him.

"Just one kiss goodbye." He smirks playfully. You chuckle before nodding your head to give him the go signal.

You close your eyes waiting for the warmth of his lips on yours for the last time, but instead feel it on your forehead.

"Don't be a stranger, alright?" he places his hand on your shoulder and gently rubs it for the last time before completely heading out the door.

For the last couple of hours, Sangyeon did nothing but lie on his bed and stare at the ceiling. He could still feel his heart pounding in his ears from your heated exchange at the auditorium earlier this evening. What made things worse was the fact he could still feel your lips on his, and your little sighs of pleasure were replaying in his head.

Where did it all go wrong? Was it when he offered to help you? Or when you leaned into his palm just like you did when you first kissed him? He couldn't stop mentally beating himself up for going off like that on you when you didn't even remember that night to begin with.

And now, not only did he pour his heart out, but there's also a guaranteed chance you may never speak to him again. He regrets this night more than keeping the truth from you.

2 A.M. was what was read on the clock of his bedside table when he turned his head. He hardly even noticed the time go by as too many thoughts and emotions were stirring in his head. His head started to ache from staying up too late.

It was difficult to forget everything that had happened between you two, but sleep seemed like the best option for him at the moment to distance himself from the issue. Sangyeon tried to close his eyes and count sheep; he could slowly start to feel himself drift into sleep until he heard loud knocks on his front door.

Pissed off, he groans and trudges to see who had interrupted his moment to fall sleep. Sangyeon swings the door open quickly, hoping to show the person on the other side his irritable mood.

"You better have a good explanation as to why you're here—" Sangyeon's eyes widen at the unexpected visitor.

"Hyunjae? What— what are you doing here?" he asks.

"Do you love her?" Hyunjae looks him in the eye.

"What?" Sangyeon's eyebrows furrow at the vague question.

"I said," Hyunjae sighs out of frustration, "Do you love her? Because she fucking loves you, man. And if you don't go over there right now—" Hyunjae takes a step forward, his figure almost towering over Sangyeon's.

"You will lose the greatest person that has ever come into your life," he asserted firmly. Out of nowhere, Hyunjae pulls a bouquet of flowers from behind his back and shoves it into Sangyeon's hand.

"No time to explain, just go!" Hyunjae increases his voice slightly.

Sangyeon stays still for a moment, trying to process what the hell is happening right now, then moves hastily to grab his phone, keys, and put on his shoes. As soon as Sangyeon locks his front door, he turns around to face Hyunjae.

"T-thanks, man. I owe you one," he humbly says. Hyunjae faintly smiles, nodding in return. A silent truce being made between the two.

Sangyeon drives to your place like a maniac, not caring if he has run any stop lights or whatever. He doesn't care at all. All he can think about is getting there in time to see you before it's too late to win you back. By the time he reaches your front door, he takes a deep breath before ringing your doorbell.

You open the door slowly, cautious about who could be visiting you at this time. The moment you peek and get a glimpse of Sangyeon's face, your face knits in confusion.

"S-Sangyeon? What are you doing here?" You look up at him. Sangyeon can see how red and puffy your eyes are; it almost makes him mentally beat himself up once more, but he will deal with that later.

"I came to see you," he matches your whisper. "Can I come in?" You nod and open the door wider as he takes off his shoes, lets himself in, and places the bouquet of flowers down on a table. You're slightly stunned as soon as you close the door and turn around to see Sangyeon standing close to you.

"W-what are you doing?" Your voice quivers as your eyes search his.

"What I should've done a long time ago—" he gently grabs your face in his palms, observing your reaction to his touch before leaning in to give you a light kiss on the lips. You try your best to kiss him back with the same firmness despite feeling incredibly weak from crying your eyes out the whole night.

When Sangyeon pulls away from the kiss, he then gently kisses your forehead and slowly litters your face with his kisses. You instinctively wrap your arms around his waist, pulling him closer while your eyes flutter shut and melt into his touch. Tears of joy start streaming down your face as your heartbeat slowly paces itself to a calm rhythm.

"You really hurt me, you know?" you croak.

"And I'll never do that again." Sangyeon looks deeply into your eyes. "I don't care if I have to spend the rest of my life making it up to you." He kisses your forehead once more before pulling you in for a hug, his arms wrapping around your hips while yours move to wrap around his neck.

You stay like this for a while, basking in each other's warm embrace. As Sangyeon opens his eyes for a moment, he catches his reflection staring back at him through a mirror nearby. When his eyes drift to the back of your figure, his heartbeat starts to rise intensely.

It did not occur to him that when you opened the door, you were wearing nothing but a short and very thin nightgown. Naturally, the silk of the nightgown bunches up as his arms hold your waist, giving him a tasteful glimpse of not only your lace underwear but also the fact that the undergarment you’re wearing shows your ass beautifully.

Sangyeon suddenly starts a coughing fit, trying to beat his chest to clear his throat while you're taken aback.

"Are you okay? What happened?" You hold his shoulder while he attempts to regain his composure.

"I—uh—" He scratches the back of his head, trying his best to avoid looking in your direction. But that fails when you catch him scanning your figure and his cheeks suddenly glowing a shade of pink.

"I—I can turn around while you grab a robe." His eyes look around your apartment. You giggle at his sudden embarrassment, finding it rather endearing more than anything. You take a step closer to him, your bodies practically millimeters apart.

"It's alright Sangyeon, you can look." You try to hide the smirk forming on your lips.

"I'm trying to be a gentleman here, okay?" He replies, still trying to avoid your gaze. But he is instantly brought back to face you as you pull his chin with your thumb and index finger to get him to look directly into your eyes.

"But… what if I don't want you to be a gentleman tonight?" you whisper.

"Oh, thank fucking God—" Sangyeon pulls you into a heated kiss. Your arms wrap around his neck once more as his hands travel down to the doughy flesh of your ass, groping and kneading it.

Your hands are all over each other as you both struggle to make your way into your bedroom, giggling in between kisses as he nearly trips over your carpet. Sangyeon eagerly plops you down on the edge of your bed, kneeling down to match your eye level as you pull him by his shirt to swipe the tip of your tongue across his bottom lip. He moans into your mouth as he opens up for you, intertwining his tongue with yours as his hands rest on your lap.

Sangyeon slowly spreads your legs apart and inserts himself in between, his hands gripping your inner thighs as his lips start to travel down to your neck. You sigh out dreamily, feeling the warmth of his lips make their mark on you.

You suddenly yelp at a particular spot that Sangyeon nips. He pulls away to check if you're okay. You nod, giving him the signal to continue. Before diving back in, Sangyeon notices the spot he had nipped was already red, indicating a mark had been made prior to his own.

Hyunjae… He can already hear that laugh ringing in his ears, but decides not to let the idea get to him and focus on you right now.

Sangyeon continues to litter your neck with kisses, leaving a trail as he makes his way to kissing your inner thighs. Your breathing starts to shake as his lips inch closer to your sex. Sangyeon wasn't even near your core, and he could already feel the heat radiating from you, making him smirk against your skin before giving a featherlight kiss to the wet patch on your underwear.

"Sangyeon, please…" You whine, desperate to feel his tongue wedged between your folds.

"Shh, it’s okay," he looks up at you as he kisses your clothed mound once more. "Let me take the lead."

His fingers pull your panties to the side, feeling his length throb at the beautiful sight of your slick glistening, enticing him to just dive into you. And he does exactly that as he kisses your folds before lapping his tongue between them, taking his sweet time to memorize what you feel like against his wet muscle.

You let out a loud moan as you lie back to enjoy the feeling of Sangyeon between your legs. He continues on like this for a moment until the tip of his tongue starts to circle around your sensitive bud, making your hands fly to his head to pull his face closer to your core.

His lips suck on your throbbing clit as he inserts two fingers into your entrance, curling them up to hit that spot that makes your eyes roll back. Your hips start to mindlessly move on their own as you grind yourself on Sangyeon's face. You sound incredibly hot; it spurs Sangyeon to lower his sweatpants down to free his aching cock and fist it harshly.

You start to feel your high approaching fast, the knot inside you ready to snap any second now. But the moment the vibrations of Sangyeon's groan ring against your core, you scream in ecstasy. You clench your thighs together, squeezing his head as your essence bursts in Sangyeon's mouth. For a quick moment, he thinks to himself that if he could choose to leave this earth, he would gladly go out by being suffocated between your legs.

He pulls his head away to check on you, your chest rising and falling heavily as you catch your breath. You couldn't believe the sight before you right now: Sangyeon's disheveled hair as he too catches his breath, the shine of your essence all over his mouth and chin, and the warmth of his cheeks flaring.

"T-that was—" You try to express your current state, but Sangyeon interrupts you as he quickly removes his shirt and gets up from his spot, exposing his glorious abs and his incredibly hard cock standing at attention. You were so mesmerized by his body you didn't even see him suddenly hovering over your body and kissing you like a man starved.

"Oh, I'm not finished with you yet, sweetheart—" he mumbles against your lips. He spreads your legs further apart with his knee and lowers his weight on you, the tip of his manhood nudging your sensitive clit in the process.

Sangyeon kisses your chest, busy distracting you with the way his mouth sucks on your exposed nipple. He swiftly grabs your legs to wrap them around his torso. And in one swift moment, his thick, veiny length fills you up entirely. You both moan as he starts to roll his hips into you, pumping himself in and out of your cunt as your walls grip around him tightly.

Your bodies begin to melt into each other the longer Sangyeon fucks into your heat, all the raw emotions that have been brewing between you finally free from their confinement. He buries his head into your neck as his thrusts start to become stuttered, the throb of his length inside you signaling his high approaching. You dig the heels of your feet into his lower back, locking him in place as you also feel yourself reaching for the stars once more.

"Let go, Sangyeon, it's okay." You moan into his ear, and instantly he lets out a guttural moan as he stills his movements. His warm release bursts inside you as your own high finally falls off the edge, your walls gripping his member like a vice as he embraces you tightly in the process.

You allow yourselves to stay like this a little longer, taking the time to process everything that had just happened before Sangyeon pulls out and gets up to grab a warm towel to get you cleaned up. He freshens up a bit in your bathroom before finally joining you under the covers. You lay your head on his chest as he pulls you in for a hug.

You sigh dreamily, looking up at him as he smiles at you. You both slowly kiss once more before finally drifting to sleep, both your hearts and minds finally put at ease.

The next day, you wake up with Sangyeon hugging you close. His lips are pressed on your forehead as you feel the warmth of his breath fanning you. You smile, recalling the events of last night and finally being in Sangyeon's arms again.

You slowly peel his arms off you as you get up to use the restroom and make yourself coffee. As you finish brewing your coffee, the bouquet of flowers Sangyeon had put down on the counter catches your eye. You gently grab the bouquet and find a good vase to transfer the flowers into. A sealed envelope tucked between the flowers falls to your feet.

You pick up the envelope and scan the item in your hand for a quick moment before opening the flap and seeing the card inside. You smile to yourself as soon as you read the note, a bittersweet feeling blooming in your chest as you read:

"Pretty girls like you shouldn't be crying anymore, okay? — L.HJ"

[tbzhub]

Money Shot

Pairing: photographer!Lee Hyunjae x afab!reader

Summary: a night in with your boyfriend turns into a photoshoot

Warnings: MDNI, smut, marking, fingering, unprotected sex, lots of photos are taken, pet names like twice

Rating / Genre: M, established relationship au, some fluff, smut

WC: 3.6K

Artist Note: this is a little part 2 to this fic: just go fuck him ♥︎ thank you for the love on that story, i'm sorry the title is so misleading alvjbhvxzgfn. i figured i'd revisit these two!

Tagged: @deoboyznet @everykebbie @blizzardfluffykpop

psst i finished it @the-boy-meets-evil

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It’s a wonder how much a person can change in a year or two. 

These days your chest doesn't feel as tight. Your thoughts aren’t as intrusive and insecurity visits you infrequently. The smiles that grace your lips are genuine– often prompted by the joy that's found its way into the tight confines of your heart. 

With each passing day, came a further understanding of what it meant to live. To experience the world with an abundance of love intertwined with your being. 

Hyunjae wouldn’t agree, but he made all the difference. You are far more vibrant now; confident, social, witty. Being deeply in love brought out a version of yourself that was content and yet utterly fearless. 

There’s peace, both in knowing someone has seen the harshest parts of you and that they still love you just the same. 

Hyunjae gave you the space to be yourself– to show up however you were able to on any given day. With you, he was gentle and understanding in a way that’s reserved for people who care. 

Dating him meant never having doubt– not when he made every day feel like a gift. It was easy to smile with him around. He was funny without trying and hilarious in times when laughter was needed most. His spontaneity took some getting used to, but only because you were a homebody. Now, you look forward to the days you spend with him, enamored by Hyunjae’s innate ability to make every moment memorable. He saw the world in a way that left you inspired. Through his photography, he taught you that beauty was found in the most unlikely places.  Like at a run-down flea market during sunset, or while walking past a vacant flower stand on a late night– the florist long gone after an honest day’s work. Overexposed shots of your hair dancing in the wind as you slump in front of a fan, trying to survive in the summer heat. 

He was always taking pictures of you. Initially– you hated it. You’d go shy or tense up when you saw him bring out a camera, on high alert when he brought out his phone. But over time, you appreciated it. Being his muse– being able to see yourself the way he saw you– helped you in areas that you hadn't realized needed assistance. Through your days in front of the lens, you've learned that you have a brilliant smile. That your hair harbored a different tone in the wake of a setting sun. Sometimes you’d catch yourself anticipating the camera on days when you knew you looked your best, growing confident as more time passed with him by your side.

Now, more than anything else– you both are beyond comfortable and obsessed with one another. Your ears perk up when you hear the bedroom door creak open and the way you immediately step out of the bathroom to greet Hyunjae with a face covered in skin care products proves the aforementioned sentiment.

Coming over to kiss him sweetly, you briefly melt into his firm arms and as you lean back you swipe your thumb over the gray dot of mud mask that sticks to his nose with a chuckle.

“Aww…” Hyunjae coos, taking in your spa headband and the little strip across your nose. 

“No…” you groan, shielding your face away from him and his predictable nature.

“But you look so cute, right now.” He whines, peeking from behind the camera while his fingers hover over the button.

“No, I don’t. I look like the moon emoji” you mumble back.

“What do you mean? Hyunjae asks, looking at you with a clueless squint.

“You know, the one that’s like…”  you give a side glance to look more like the little gray icon.

There’s a small flash of light as the shutter clicks and Hyunjae chuckles as he looks at the tiny screen while you stand stunned that he tricked you so easily. You playfully push him in response, causing him to laugh harder and you can’t help but join him, finding his antics funny. 

You kiss him on the cheek before heading towards the bathroom. 

“I’ll be right back.” You announce with your back turned. “Don’t miss me too much,” Hyujnae calls out absentmindedly, eyes fixed on the camera in his hands and you smile at the remark as you walk onto the cool tile floor.

You come back to him with a washed face and a silly smile embossed into your pretty features. Bounding onto the bed, you allow Hyunjae to tug you into his arms. He peppers you with kisses, lips smacking against yours a couple of times until he’s pulled a wide smile and a few giggles out of you. 

“Wait– stay right there,” he says and you groan but your smile only grows wider.

“Don’t you get tired of taking pictures of me?” You ask, looking him over in amusement as you honor his instructions, holding your current angle. “Nope,” he replies, twisting in his spot to grab his polaroid camera. “Maybe when you have a hot girlfriend, you’ll understand.” He jokes, sending you a flirtatious look over the top of the camera while his finger turns the camera on with muscle memory.

Your laugh is accompanied by the roll of your eyes. Hyunjae presses the shutter and you ready yourself for the flash, relaxing thereafter as the camera goes to work.

The whirring of the film getting developed halts your joking, Hyunjae carefully plucks the film out and shakes it in his hand gently once it pops out of the top of the camera.

Falling further into the comfort of his pillows, you smile up at Hyunjae, observing the way he looks at the picture. His eyes were soft as he swept over the image, the arches of his cheeks raising slowly as a smile blossomed on his lips. For whatever reason the sight struck a chord within you.

“You really think I’m beautiful, don't you?” You voice the thought without realizing it, not until Hyunjae’s gaze shifts to you and you're taking in the sincerity in his eyes as he speaks. 

“Of course.”

He doesn’t say anything else and you didn't need him to. Not when he’s looking at you like you’re the only thing that exists in the world. The only thing worth gazing upon. His hand trails its way into your hair and you look into the lens again, relaxing under Hyunjae’s touch as the shutter clicks again. You shift slightly on the bed as Hyunjae inspects the second polaroid the same way as he did the first. He puts the two pictures on the nightstand for safekeeping before leaning down to kiss you on the lips. 

With your arms looped around Hyunjae’s neck, you steal more kisses off his lips until he drops the camera onto the bed and climbs on top of you. The kiss deepens as one of his hands roams down to grab at your waist and pulls your body closer to his while he props himself up to keep from crushing you with the other. He lingers on your lips, pressure changing from soft and teasing to hard and wanting once you wrap your leg around his hip.

You stay like that long enough for your heart to mimic the rapid thud of Hyunjae’s heart rate.

When Hyunjae pulls away from the kiss you’re left wanting more, grabbing at his shirt in an attempt to bring him back but you stop when you notice what he’s doing.

He hovers above you with a polaroid camera in hand. “Just one more. Your lips look perfect,’ he murmurs as he lines up the shot and you lick your kiss bruised lips before giving bedroom eyes to Hyunjae through the lens. You hear the sound of the camera going off and the flash follows before the whirring begins. You watch patiently as he studies the picture with a smirk on his lips. His hand moves smoothly up and down your bare thigh as his gaze flits across the film. 

It was hot seeing him like this, so obviously turned by what he’s doing– by you.

His hand comes up to caress your neck before falling lower, squeezing your chest over the thin fabric of your tank top and you pick up on how he bites his lip before finally tearing his eyes away and placing the picture to the side with the others.

“Wanna take more?” You ask, gingerly tiptoeing into uncharted territory. “I mean… I’d be down?” You suggest lightly while looking up at Hyunjae’s face. His expressions bounce between confusion and surprise before settling on mirth and something else indescribable.

“Yeah?” He asks for confirmation, his voice suddenly low and velvety.

As you nod your head yes, you wrap your fingers around Hyunjae’s wrist and guide his hand down to rest at the hem of your top. 

His hand scrunches up the fabric, exposing most of your stomach as he dips down low to meld his mouth with yours hotly. He kisses you slowly, taking his time with you in a way that you’ve never experienced with him before. His hand slides up further, delicately cupping your chest as he sighs against your lips. The sharp sting of Hyunjae’s fingers digging into your skin sends a shock to your center and your lips part in a soft moan in response. His tongue brushes against the tip of yours tenderly as your skin pebbles under his touch. 

The kiss remains slow as he savors every last second of having you like this, nibbling on your lower lip before sucking the tender spot and kissing you hungrily. You lay slack underneath him, body and mind being led by the pleasure he pours into you with his sinful lips. 

Your back arches as he lifts your tank top up further, pulling the garment over your shoulders. Hyunjae’s hands fall onto either side of your cheeks, holding your face in place as he presses his lips onto yours firmly and warmth floods your chest. His hands travel down your neck and sweep across your shoulders as he drags his lips along your jawline. He continues his descent until he reaches a particular spot on your neck that makes you bite back a loud whimper. He sucks the sensitive area while you squirm underneath him with your eyes half closed. You shake out a soft moan, bliss surging up your spine as he moves to another spot on your neck.

He sucks mark after mark into your skin until you're nearly trembling and soaking wet with need. Your shoulders and neck are covered in splotches of deep reddish and purple hues that you can’t fully see but the look on Hyunjae’s face as he leans back tells you that look to die for. He drinks you in with a lust-clouded gaze, looking you up and down a few times before reaching out for his camera.

“Fuck– you look perfect like this…” he praises, voice imbued in admiration and want. He lines up the shot, standing on his knees above you and you can see just how much he’s into this.

You reply with a moan and glance up, giving the camera a heated look before the camera flashes. His hand comes into the next shot as he wraps his fingers around your slender neck. You catch his dick twitching in his sweats as he takes a second picture with you posed like this. Hyunjae doesn't wait for the film to come out before casting the camera to the side. He yanks at your shorts and underwear, pulling them off of you quickly with your help. You spread your legs wide for him while he works his way out of his clothes. He’s back on you hot and heavy the minute his cock is free, settling between your legs as he devours you with an intense gaze, tracing your form lustfully. 

“Eyes on me, okay?” He orders softly, smoothing a hand over your bent knee lovingly as the other snakes its way up your thigh, leaving behind a sweltering tingle that lingers on your skin. 

His fingers sink into your wet heat and a sultry moan rings through his bedroom. Hyunjae rocks his palm back and forth, two fingers curled upwards against the soft walls of your pussy. You coat the digits, eliciting the sloppiest noises that you’ve ever heard from your wet cunt but you couldn’t be bothered to be ashamed about that in the wake of what he’d just put your neck and shoulders through. 

He picks up the pace and your legs fall open further as a long sigh leaves your chest. You obediently keep your eyes open, trained on Hyunjae while he works you over. The look you share is a charged one as he fucks you with his fingers, his determined gaze contrasting your unbridled blissed-out state. Your swollen lips part as you pant his name, pleading for him not to stop.

Hyunjae blindly grabs ahold of his camera, never stopping the steady rhythm of his deft fingers urging you dangerously close to an orgasm. Your toes curl and your legs tremble as he readies the camera. He lifts it until he’s got the right angle. His biceps strain and sweat trickles down his arms as he pumps his digits in and out of you while rubbing your bud rhythmically. His arm is getting tired but he waits… and waits, finger resting just above the shutter as he waits for the right moment. The one where your face scrunches up and your pussy tries to choke his fingers. He fingers you with just the right amount of pressure to grow the feeling inside you until it bursts–

The shutter goes off and a flash brightens the room.

You toss and turn as you cum all over Hyunjae’s fingers, moaning loudly as he fucks you through it. Gradually his pace slows just enough to gently bring you down from your peak. His fingers slip out of your sloppy folds and he licks them clean without a second thought before retrieving the polaroid from its slot. 

You shiver through the aftershocks of your high while you come down further. “How’d it turn out?” You ask, still breathless. Hyunjae looks over to you with dark eyes and you swallow under the passion in his gaze.

“Unreal,” he replies through a husky tone before setting that picture down beside the others. He climbs back on top of you, kissing you repeatedly as he lays his warm body flush with yours. Your legs tangle with his while you make out and your dainty hands mess up his hair as you roll on top of him in bed. You straddle his hips in haste, desperate to ride him but he clamps his strong hands around your waist freezing you in place.

“There's a shot that I want to get,” he hesitantly admits. 

You look down at him with an endeared smile. You knew him well enough to know what he wanted. He always say you look so pretty sucking him off. “Okay, baby,” you say, shuffling down the bed until your lips are inches away from his cock. 

Hyunjae groans, tilting his head back into the pillows as you take him past your lips. You don’t tease, dipping your head forward to ease more of his cock into your mouth while your tongue glides down his length. Your lips tighten around him, sucking in on your way up and swallowing around the head before gliding down again.

“Fuck–

You grind your nose into his pelvis when he reaches the back of your throat and you feel him squirm in bed. You let up again, going slow as you cover his entire cock in your spit. Hyunjae fists the bedsheets and hisses at the sight of you–  his cock, dripping with the attention that you’ve lavished it with, tucked between your plush dewy lips. You sink his cock into your mouth again, moaning as you sense him preparing to snap another picture of you. 

Your eyes begin to water as you take him to the back of your throat a few more times, looking up at Hyunjae just in time to hear the shutter go off again. You close your eyes and hum, sending another shiver of vibrations down his cock as he tries to check out the picture.

All you hear is shallow gasps for a while as Hyunjae holds the polaroid up to his face, coaxing you up and down his length with his other hand.

“This one is golden,” he rasps, voice ragged and thick with pleasure as he bobs you up and down his cock for a bit longer, entranced by how sexy your eyes look in the picture. You suck harder, swirling your tongue around before Hyunjae gently pulls you off of him by your hair.

“Let me see?” You ask, sitting up and straddling his lap as he places that picture to join the rest.

He just shakes his head. “We have to round out the set first,” Hyunjae teases, hands going to rest at your hips as he lines you up with his stiff cock. Placing your hands behind you on his toned thighs as you lift your hips, angling them to catch his cock between your wet folds before you lower yourself onto him. You sit on his cock in one fluid motion and sigh. He feels so good– the sweet slide against your walls as you’re filled making your head spin. You rock forward, leaning back against your arms for leverage while you rock back, savoring his thick cock pressed against you. You raise your hips and drop back down, moaning at the feel of his cock teasing your needy cunt. 

You circle your hips while you bounce in his lap, slamming your hips down harder with every motion. Your head tilts back as you ride him, so satisfied yet so greedy for more, hips beginning to roll faster. Hyunjae tightens his hold on you before matching your thrusts, sending his cock as deep as possible causing you to cry out in abandon. You bounce faster, breathing ragged as you start to work up a sweat, a sheen covering your stomach and thighs. Your skin slaps against Hyunjae’s as you move in sync, connected as one as your bodies heat up.

His fingertips press into your skin, as he takes control, lifting you up and down with only the strength in his arms. Hyunjae fucks you nice and slow, dropping you down on his cock and sliding you off so you feel every inch of him leave your insides.

“Fuck Jae,” you moan, core aching for release just when he’s decided to slow things down.

“Sorry, sweetheart. You look so good like this. I don’t wanna rush,” he whispers, licking his bottom lip as he looks up at you– still dragging you up and down his cock like you weighed practically nothing.

He doesn’t forget the camera, reaching for it with one hand while you take over once more. You slide down nice and slow before raising your hips, pausing at the top when he tells you to.

“You look fucking incredible, baby.” He says as he takes the last shot.

The shutter clicks and you carefully push the camera out of Hyunjae’s hands, feverishly crashing your lips into his a second later. He immediately falls in line, kissing you and giving you exactly what you’ve been waiting for. His arms circle your back as he holds you close and pounds into you. 

You gasp and writhe, taking all that Hyunjae gives you as your thighs give out. 

Pleasure and fatigue build, and build within you, threatening to overflow as he continues his onslaught on your pussy. He snaps his hips into you with unprecedented strength, and thrusts rough and careless, eliciting nothing but filthy sounds out of you.

His pace picks up, strokes falling out of rhythm as he chases his climax. 

The steady push and pull of his cock filling you up crowds your senses. Your mind goes hazy as you focus on how good Hyunjae makes you feel every time. Pushing your body to places that you didn’t think it could go. You clench around him as another huge orgasm shuts down your body.

When you finally come to your senses, you notice that you're sore and covered in sweat. You feel kind of gross, but there's nothing that could make you abandon your place on Hyunjae’s chest right now. 

You’re so tired that when you try to speak, your words come out as syllables abstractly strung together. The last thing you’re aware of is Hyunjae’s cool lips pressed against your forehead as you drift off to sleep.

-

In the morning, you wake up sore. The marks that litter your neck and shoulders are a little tender and you feel like you did 200 sit-ups and 300 squats right before bed. 

Hyunjae wasn't around, but you weren’t surprised by that– he never missed catching the sunrise at dawn.

As you sit up in bed, the stack of polaroids from last night catches your eye and you leap out of bed to sift through them all. The first photo is so innocent that you chuckle, knowing where the night led you. You glance through the rest, cheeks heating up at how bold you are in front of the camera. 

You flip to the last picture in the stack and can’t help but swoon. You set the stack down, covering the unfiltered pictures with the one of Hyunjae kissing you on your forehead while you were fast asleep.

[vampsol]

never enough | 𝐥𝐣𝐡

୨୧ pairing:lee (hyunjae) jaehyun x fem!reader || ୨୧ word count: 0.3k || ୨୧ genre: smut || ୨୧ tags/warnings: dom!reader, sub!jaehyun, handjob, dacryphilia, oral (m receiving), edging, cum eating || ୨୧ synopsis: "You know, you look really pretty when you cry." || ⟢ AUTHOR'S NOTE: Requested by @rainyjaestarz!

↪ WANT A DRABBLE DIARY ENTRY? REQUEST ONE.ᐟ

You release Jaehyun from between your lips to stare up at your boyfriend. He's biting his trembling bottom lip and scrunching his eyes closed, trying to fight the tears that leak out of his tear ducts.

He looks so beautiful yet so pathetic, on the line between throes of pleasure and binds of restraint because of you pulling away every time he gets so close. It shouldn't excite you on this much, and yet here you are, mystified and turned on at the wet stains on his cheeks.

"You know," you whisper, "you look really pretty when you cry, Hyunie."

Jaehyun whimpers weakly and reaches out to touch one of your cheeks. His touch is gentle while his cock in front of you is angry and red, leaking pre-cum still after an hour of your minstrations. He hasn't been a brat or taken your treatment with nothing but admiration, but you know he's close to breaking, if not broken already with the way he begs. "Please, it hurts so much."

You kiss his palm before taking his dick back into your mouth, continuing what you started aggressively the second his tip hits your tongue. You wrap what you can't fit in your mouth in your fist, pumping and sucking in tandem.

You don't mind that he wraps the hand that was on your face into your hair to thrust deeper into your mouth. You don't care how loudly he moans, the apartment walls in no way concealing the activities going on inside your home.

All that's on your mind, all you can stare at, is Jaehyun's teary-eyed expression and open mouth as he comes. You swallow and suck him dry of all of his seed, even moments after he finishes and hisses from oversensitivity.

It was what he wanted, after all.

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[soleilwoo]

honeymoon with tbz 🫠🫠

honeymoon with tbz

warning: suggestive

[☀︎] — sangyeon. for your honeymoon, he chooses a traditional destination in south korea. for the duration that you’re there, he guides you by the hand and never lets go. he wants everyone to know that you’re his spouse, now and forever. you do whatever you want first and then he picks out some ideas once you run out of your own. some of his ideas included many restaurant dates with a romantic view on a terrace or balcony and taking you where the scenery is breathtaking. the first time you sleep together as a married couple will be like a dream. rose petals on the bed, silk sheets, and expensive champagne. he takes his time with you, kissing you slow and deep and making sure you are satisfied before he ever even starts thinking about himself. you always fall asleep before him, so he watches over your sleeping form and wonders how he got so lucky to have a chance at marriage and a life full of happiness with you. once the honeymoon is over, he feels a bit sad. he wishes he could always go on romantic getaways like this.

[☀︎] — jacob. he let’s you choose the destination for the honeymoon. the two of you wanted to see the world, so you decided to pick a place that was a tourist’s dream. a place that would be perfect for sightseeing. he often makes a romantic atmosphere for the times of intimacy (roses on the bed if you like this, candles, the kind of scenarios you enjoy the most), during which he would be extra affectionate. the best thing about your honeymoon was that the two of you could explore with the freedom to do whatever. he enjoyed being able to walk around a city for a change rather than just rushed from car to arena and back again.

[☀︎] — younghoon. he chooses a classic honeymoon destination where he’s in pastry heaven. he wants to see literally everything and he has to be the first person in the bakery as soon as it opens - he is not missing out on any of those warm baked goods for breakfast. you visit nearby museums and learn more about the location and it’s history. and take a trip to the winery, spending the whole day walking hand in hand, and stealing kisses behind your wine glasses. at the end he makes sunset dinner reservations. you haven’t been intimate with one another on your wedding night, so there’s a lot of exploring your bodies going on. one night of the honeymoon he gets extremely emotional because the married life is seriously starting to set in.

[☀︎] — hyunjae. he insisted that he carry you through the threshold of your honeymoon suite. it took everything in him not to kick the door open, knowing the staff wouldn’t appreciate that. he couldn’t help it, just so happy and excited for the prospect of your new life together. the grin never left his lips for the entirety of the past couple of days: from the ceremony, to the reception, to packing your suitcases, the car ride to the airport, the plane ride. most of it being spent on the touristy things you could do together. he knows you don’t need fancy things and expensive food (he will still give them to you though), it’s the little things that make the memories special. he’s the sweetest and makes sure you don’t regret marrying him. your nights together consists of gentle love bites and passionate lovemaking. he loves you a lot and he was intent on showing you how much physically as well as materialistically, simply because he could.

[☀︎] — juyeon. he doesn’t really have anywhere in mind when it comes to a destination. he just wants to be alone with you, bottom line. he decides on something more secluded like a cabin in the mountains. and since he’s the best cook, he happily cooks for you the entire time you’re both there. not really with the intention of being romantic, though he still ends up being romantic about it. he sets candles and roses just because it seemed like it fit. you spend the entire honeymoon cuddling and playing boardgames. when the time comes, he takes consummating your marriage very seriously. shows you all his appreciation in bed. it’s super sensual and intense. you two go for morning hikes up the mountain to watch the sunrise together.

[☀︎] — kevin. he wants to go somewhere fun for his honeymoon. it has to be somewhere unusual and not cliche. cliche is boring. he wants to go skydiving and bungee jumping and water rafting, all that good stuff. he’s got a set schedule of fun things to do, but by the second day, you’ve both exhausted his list and spend the entire evening in bed together. ordering room service, watching movies, napping, and of course other physical things. you get hella worshipped in bed. he’s waited so long for this so he’s not settling for some vanilla, soft core stuff. he makes sure you get the whole package. he makes it his personal goal to make friends with as many locals as possible just so he can show you off, his newly spouse. his favorite thing to do is go wandering with you, without a care where you end up. luckily you never forget a map because of this.

[☀︎] — new (chanhee). you went on your honeymoon the night of your wedding. he prepares a few cute honeymoon gifts for you. yeah, you’ve gotten a lot of gifts from all of your family and friends, but this is different. he wanted it to be something personal, just something between the two of you. he melts, heart fluttering at the sight of you in pure joy, his gaze on you soft and tender. he’s all for going out to explore. the two of you organized most of your honeymoon on impulse, finding activities as you went along. more than anything else he wanted to rest, do a little shopping, and sit and grab a drink just about everywhere. the highlight of your honeymoon was the cocktails and getting extremely handsy because you’ve had way too many. the other members made sure that the two of you brought them back souvenirs from your trip most importantly.

[☀︎] — q (changmin). he plans the honeymoon and doesn’t tell you where he’s taking you. it’s a surprise. and he has you guessing where the destination is for weeks up until you actually go. he wants time to build suspense. at first, when he mentioned that to you, you were hesitant to agree. you only have one honeymoon, after all. but you decide to trust him and go with it. he doesn’t stray too far from home for your honeymoon. he seriously gets so kinky over a span of just a few days. at first he couldn’t even get naked without blushing and now he’s so adventurous and wants to try everything. he made sure to capture plenty of photos from the trip so that you could look back over them.

[☀︎] — juhaknyeon. honeymoon with him isn’t anything over the top. he let’s you handle the accommodations because you seem to know more about what you want to see and where you want to go than he does. he only cares about a bed and doing lots of eating. however, he still has romantic sensibilities and puts effort into making your getaway perfect. he wants to make the honeymoon about just enjoying each other’s presence. the atmosphere of being newly-wed and wherever place you’re spending your time affects his need for intercourse. everywhere you stopped, you made sure to top up on snacks, with plenty to take home to everyone too. your heart was definitely full by the end of the trip, he had completely taken your breath away.

[☀︎] — sunwoo. the first three days are somewhat goofy; the fact that you both are married hasn’t yet hit either of you, and you’re continuing on like normal. he jokingly argues that you should be the one to carry him when you eventually arrive, supposedly tired from the wedding, trying to appease people he knew he won’t be seeing again for another couple of years — or whenever the next big event was. you roll your eyes, this is what you signed up for, “is it too early to get a divorce?” there’s lots and lots of bathing and showering together. he likes to keep you busy (inside and outside the bedroom) so you’ll be in the shower like three times a day after you do fun honeymoon activities. you both compete to see who can get the most people to buy your drinks plus the two of you losing track because you both get drunk.

[☀︎] — eric. he’s such a handful to take care of on a honeymoon. he wants to do a million things and he can’t decide what. go eat. go to the beach. get drinks. sit in and cuddle. he’s such a mess. you probably have to be the one to decide or else you’d get nothing done. he’s such a gentleman the entire time on the trip. he usually always is but this time he’s expert level. he’s a married man now! he shows you that he’s serious about being your husband. honestly wants to be treated with you. a spa day with messages, facials, yoga, pretty much everything. and he would be recording your making love because he wants to keep the memories? lmao. there’s lots of recorded love making but you make him delete it all before the trip is over. he complains so much when your honeymoon is over and tries to find a way to stay longer. he just had such a great time he doesn’t want to leave.

[yeonmuse]

hello, can i request hyunjae smut #15 & #24 delinquent x good girl/boy reader please? i love your writing btw :))

PAIRING Delinquent Hyunjae x goodgirl

WORD COUNT | 1.6k

GENRE pure smut 18+

MORE | todays req lowkey ruined me, this man is my bias wrecker so i was losing my shit while writing this but here yall go beloveds

There was no one on the campus that the girls admired more than Lee Hyunjae, of course there were many attractive guys other than him that attended the school, but many of them were either weird, taken or more of the friends with benefits type. Hyunjae on the other hand, the girls loved because he never gave the attention that they so desperately craved and most of them loved a chase, well most except for you. You and him were completely opposites, everyone loved you because you were sweet, smart, charming and you remained friendly to everyone including those that weren’t exactly deserving of it.

Hyunjae on the other hand was the polar opposite, he ignored everyone, rarely showed up for classes, but when he did he was always the center of some kind of mess. Just like today, today was meant to be a good day for you, you were meant to give this big presentation in class, but unfortunate enough for you, hyunjae had other plans, spirit week, a week that was usually meant for fun had been turned into something different entirely all because of Lee Hyunjae and his friends. For the last 3 years at the University, Hyunjae and his entire group of nuances had been treating spirit week as their own personal prank week, and this year you were the butt of the joke.

Hate was a strong word for Hyunjae, in all honesty he didn’t hate nor dislike you he just felt like you were uptight, like the little sweetheart good girl shit you pull was all an act. Of course on the outside you looked nice and sweet but he was more than sure if he tried hard enough there was more than he could pull out of you.

“Alright, yn the floor is yours.” The professor steps from the podium freeing up the space for you to take. The moment you step behind it the door came bursting open and in ran Lee hyunjae with water guns and water balloons in a pouch on his chest, only they weren't filled with water.

“Mr Lee, what's the meaning of this?” Before anyone knew it you were ambushed in front of the entire lecture hall, your clothes fully soaked with pink dye and pink slime.

“You look good in pink yn.” Hyunjae chuckles and runs off, the professor trailing behind him as you stood there completely dumbfounded and absolutely soaked from head to toe. By the time Hyunjae had been caught and dragged back into the classroom the professor had already dismissed everyone except for you, you had been waiting for an apology and an explanation.

“Since you had so much fun making the mess, yn here will make sure you have just as much fun cleaning it.” Your professor reprimands Hyunjae before walking off to change his clothes that were also covered in dye.

You sat silently with your back resting against the teacher's desk and a towel wrapped around yourself, you weren’t going to speak first, you would wait until he decided to say something to you, but he didn’t. By the looks of it he was heading straight towards the door to take his leave before you ran in front of him and stopped him.

“Where are you going you’re supposed to be cleaning.”

“You have to do it yourself.” He says trying to walk past you until you step in his way again.

“Professor told you to do it, not me, and besides you're the one that did this.” You respond by showing him your shirt that was now completely ruined.

“You’re annoying, you know that.” He responds inching closer and closer to you until your back hit the door

“I'm annoyed?”

“You are, too nice, too naive, a cute little teacher's pet.”

“I study and work hard, hyunjae, the teachers call on me because of my work.”

“Bullshit, they call on you because you do everything they ask, and you're their favorite little good girl, a teacher's pet.”

“That’s not true.”

“Honestly, i wouldbt be surprised if you're sleeping with one of them, if this little good girl act of yours is all a facade.” He leans in closer, eyes locked on your lips.

“Is that sweetheart? You fuck your way to the top?”

“I would never- i wouldn't-“ his words flustered you, that’s not what everyone thought of you right? That you just slept your way to the top? That it was all an act.

“Use your words sweetheart, aren't you usually very articulate?” He cages you in with his arm, his other hand brushing against your lip

“I didn’t sleep around, I did the work.”

“Did you now?” By now everything had been going in one ear and out the other for Hyunjae, he could tell he was making you nervous, and if he couldn’t get you to cut your little act by getting you mad, then maybe he just needed to try different tactics.

“Pretty girl did all the work by herself like a good girl, always a good girl.” By now your heart was beating out of your chest, you weren't sure how to react.

“Since we didn’t get to hear your presentation today, how about we find a different way to put that pretty mouth of yours to good use yeah?”

“Hyunjae-“

“What is it sweetheart? We shouldn't? Someone might hear? It's inappropriate? Do you really care though hm?” Before you knew it his hand had snaked beneath your dress and his middle finger glided across the fabric of your underwear making you flinch.

“From the feeling of things it doesn’t seem like you want me to stop, that’s cute, it only took a few words to get your pretty little thoughts wandering.”

“If you can be a good girl for them you can be one for me too right sweetheart?” You nod in response, not having the voice to speak up to him.

“That's not an answer love.”

“Yes- I can.” You respond softly, your voice catching in your throat mid response making you turn away from him out of embarrassment.

“On the floor, pretty.” He slips his jacket off and places it on the ground for you to kneel. A small gesture but it made your heart flutter nonetheless. You were quick to oblige with earned an amused grin from hyunjae.

“What would everyone else say it they knew their campus sweetheart was eager to get on her knees for the very person that ruined her presentation in front of the entire lecture hall.

As he had you kneeling down before him he found the sight before him absolutely glorious.

“Fuck you’re so pretty, i need to ruin you.” As one of his hands gripped your hair into a makeshift ponytail the other worked at his pants. Your eyes on the other hand were fixated on him, you knew this was wrong on so many levels and your heart beat like crazy in your chest at the thought of possibly getting caught. As hyunjaes eyes gazed into your own that were staring directly into his he couldn’t take it anymore.

“Open.” With the force of his grip he forces your head back watching as you open your mouth and your tongue falls from your mouth. He hadn't done a single thing but you already had him folding. He slaps it against your tongue before shoving his entire cock into your mouth, ignoring your gags and chokes. A moan spills past his lips as he fills your plump lips wrap around him and your throat closes up around him as you try to breathe.

“Fuck- breathe through your nose sweetheart, you can take me baby.” Tears burned the corners of your eyes as he pushed your head, forcing himself further before he began to thrust it into your throat. That was when the tears came, the burning of him repeatedly fucking into your throat, the way he tugged at your hair. Hyunjae absolutely loved it, he loved ruining you, watching the way your thighs pressed together abd the tears ran down your face.

As your tongue grazed against him a groan spilled from his lips and it made your body quiver. The sound of you taking him, along with the way your nails dug into his thighs and the way your throat squeezed around him was driving him insane. For you on the other hand the tears blurred your vision and your throat burned from the repetitive abuse it had been taking. Hyunjae heard a whine spill past your lips and he gently combed the hair from your face.

“Shhh, shh its okay sweetheart just a little more for me baby just hold out a little longer.” His words made you completely melt, by now you were a complete mess on the outside and inside, why were you listening to him so well? Hyunjaes breath caught in his throat as you stared up at him all teary eyed.

“My god you’re so beautiful holy shit.” As he continued to fuck into your throat his fingers brush against your swollen lips and the moan you let out was enough to push him over the edge. You were completely shocked when he shot his entire load down your throat, his hips stuttering as he completely emptied himself into your throat.

As he pulled out, his fingers brushed across your lips as you took a moment to catch your breath. He wipes the tears from your face while he also tries to regain his composure.

“Pretty little cry baby, i'll give you another reason to cry before we leave this lecture room, ill engrave myself into you until you drop that little good girl act completely.”

[cuppasunu]

» DEOBI DAY SPECIAL REQUEST DELIVERY »

to: sophie @carrotsworld

req: hyunjae x reader x eric | treat you better by shawn mendes

summary: you only have eyes for your best friend, but the new guy only has his eyes on you.

warnings: sudden kiss, cheating, mature language

genre: fake relationship, unrequited love

wc: 972 words

an: thank you for requesting love!!! i had a lot of fun brainstorming for this drabble and it’s like you read my mind because i already had a fake dating fic on my drafts (for a different fandom) that i’m hoping to rework for tbz but i didn’t know which members to choose. if inspiration strikes.. i might write the whole story who knows? wink wonk

stars: @carrotsworld @winterchimez @hyungseos-cafe

masterlist | @deoboyznet

taking in your requests!!! — send a tbz member + song that reminds you of spring (or any song you like!)

you knew it was only a matter of time.

“be honest- i know you’re not dating him.”

you kept walking, trying to not actually run, lest he insists you’re avoiding the topic which in his defense, you are.

“wait up-”

still, you thought he’d be fooled for another week or two.

“y/n.”

of course, if anyone were to see through your lies, it would be your best friend.

“what is it to you, eric?” you managed to ask in a monotone.

he immediately blocked your way to face you directly the second you stopped walking. biting your lip, you tried to recall every line you wrote in the imaginary script you had prepared for this exact moment.

his hand on your forearm was enough to erase it all in a heartbeat.

“the new guy- really? come on, y/n- he’s not your type.”

eric raised his eyebrow, attempting to stifle a laugh. you can’t choose whether you want to slap or kiss that smirk on his face.

“you don’t know that,” you said bitterly.

he hesitated to answer you before he ultimately held back what he was going to say. dreading to hear what eric would have said, you took his hand away from your arm.

“quit pestering me about my relationship and just mind your own.”

“if i didn’t know any better, i would assume you’re being jealous.”

eric steps in a little closer. getting a good whiff of his cologne, you could recognize his favorite scent everywhere.

“i’m not-”

“-say that again?”

it was intoxicating, and frankly a little dangerous, never really knowing whether or not you liked that he had this effect on you.

“i said i’m not jealous.”

because you might be dating hyunjae but everyone knows you’ve always been in love with your best friend.

“what if i am?”

before you had the time to process his sudden confession, eric kissed you without hesitation.

for the longest time, you’ve wondered how his lips would feel against your own. now they’re dancing in a tune so familiar through the years you’ve spent longing. a million questions coursed through your mind every millisecond that passed by.

so, it didn’t take long for the warmth inside to be replaced by the burning in your chest. you pulled from the kiss and pushed him away.

“all this time,” you sneered, clenching your fists, “all this time- you knew.”

eric saw your gaze shift, unable to utter another word.

your punches started raining on his arm without protest. as if you can tell he acted on impulse, you were still uncertain if you still wished for it to be genuine. you want to believe eric didn't know any better.

unfortunately, you both knew exactly what he meant.

what this meant.

“y/n-”

eric’s sentence was interrupted by another punch that greeted his face. this time, it didn’t come from you.

“hyunjae!” you shouted.

“you fucker-” eric groaned, catching his balance.

“let’s go,” hyunjae takes your hand and forges ahead.

following his lead was your only option. you couldn’t even bear to look back at eric. you knew leaving was better than staying with him at that moment.

when you were finally alone, you yanked your hand out and stopped hyunjae in his tracks.

“why did you do that?” you asked, waiting for him to turn around.

“did he hurt you?”

“no- i’m asking why you punched him without knowing what was happening?”

hyunjae turns around, ready to say his piece. he stops and stares at your face, his eyes trailing down to your lips. smudged pigment.

“he kissed you,” he stated.

his tone was filled with spite, as if he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. you decided not to confirm nor deny. but the urge to explain it’s not what it looks like left your throat parched.

“we need to stop this. eric found out-

“-no, y/n. you don’t understand.”

“what do i not understand?”

hyunjae smiled without reaching his eyes. he ruffled his hair out of frustration, pacing a few steps in front of you.

“you’re still in denial and you’re being stupid. y/n, we both know that-”

you held your hand up in protest but he asked you to let him finish. and you put it down, not because you didn’t wish to defend yourself, but because you knew it would be useless.

“it doesn’t matter what eric found out. the point is he always knew you were fucking in love with him all these years and he chose to string you along and play with your feelings. it’s clear as fucking day.”

“stop.”

hyunjae waits for a moment before stepping closer and looks at your eyes. he stays silent but you can tell he wants to tell you something through his gaze.

your relationship might be pretend but you’ve spent enough time with him to know when he’s being an asshole or when he’s trying to help.

of course to your luck, he’s doing neither of those two.

“y/n.. i’m sorry for what i said but i won’t apologize for what i did. not when he kisses you while he’s in a relationship. not when he takes pleasure in having this control over you. not when he’s had you for years but only reacts when he finally doesn’t. not when-”

“so don’t apologize. just tell me why you’re acting like this,” you sighed.

it’s hard to argue against a wall of truth. you’ve always hated hearing what you needed to hear but laying it all down for you seems to be hyunjae’s past time the way he easily does.

“why i’m acting like what?” he asked, defensively.

“pretending to be a jealous boyfriend. you know, i never asked you to be this dedicated-”

“-y/n, i never pretended.”

[jinkoh]

lie to me

hyunjae x gn!reader

wc: 0.4k, tags: angst, exbf!hyunjae who is still v much in love with you, late night phone call that leads nowhere, hurt/comfort, SFW

a/n: found this in my drabbles & since it's already there might as well post right?

listen to: 5 seconds of summer - lie to me

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Hyunjae knows how stupid all of this is. It's been months. But when he saw you at Hyunggu's party last week you looked so happy, smiling brightly as you sipped on your drink and now he can't get it out of his head. That smile used to be for him and he would have never gotten tired of how pretty it is, but at some point you stopped showing it to him. Or maybe he simply stopped being a reason for you to smile. He misses it, he misses you, so much it's slowly eating him up. That's why he is sitting on his bed again, phone in his hand, thumb hovering over the call button. All of this is so stupid, he knows, but he calls anyway. It feels like the dial tone is mocking him, laughing about him with every millisecond that passes. There is no way you would pick up, there is no way you could possibly want to talk to him—

"Hyunjae?"

He almost chokes on the sound of your voice, soft and tired.

“I saw you at Hyunggu’s party.”

“Yeah, I saw you there, too. We even said hello, remember?” You almost sound like you’re talking to a child, indulging him and his silly idea of having this conversation.

“Yes, yes, of course. It’s just—you looked really happy.”

“Mhm,” you hum, “it was fun.”

He takes a breath. He isn’t sure what else he should say or ask, doesn’t even know what his plan was when he decided to call in the first place. Maybe it was all just to hear your voice. 

“It’s late. I think I should probably get going,” you say after a silence that dragged on a little too long. Hyunjae doesn’t want you to, not yet.

"Do you love me?" He bites his tongue the moment the question is out.

"Jae—"

"No, don't. Don't be honest. Just lie to me,” his voice is trembling, “please."

A pause. And then, "I do, I love you." He thinks he can hear the soft smile in your voice or maybe it’s just a projection of his memories. Either way, it sounds real to him and it hurts. He shouldn’t have asked you to lie and he wishes you hadn’t yielded to his request so easily. 

He lets out a bitter laugh. "Yeah, me too. I love you." Another moment of heavy silence. “Good night, y/n.”

“Yeah, good night, Hyunjae.”

He stays in the line for a moment longer, foolishly waiting if you’ll say anything else. But you don’t. It feels like the disconnect tone is mocking him.

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[hcuyk]

okay since you're back, may i please request something around 4am with changmin (or sunwoo?) and make it angst or comfort or whatever just because why not thank you my love i'm so happy you're here you don't imagine how much

[4:01AM]

Not often did you wake up in the middle of the night, yet something felt different. Maybe it was because there was a sudden lump that had developed within your pillow or the temperature in the room had changed, but your dream had slowly faded into darkness. As you adjusted to your senses and reality itself, your eyes fluttered open and caught a glimpse of Changmin in the dark.

Your eyes traced the silhouette illuminated by the moon, noticing his eyes wide and fixated on the ceiling. Unsure of both the time and if Changmin had noticed you, you scooted over to where he was and wrapped your arms around one of his, hugging it close to your chest.

“Why are you up?” you mumbled while tucking your nose behind his shoulder, wanting to remain as close as possible. 

Changmin turned his head to face you, slightly startled that you had woken up, but his parted lips of shock curled up into a warm smile—it was almost impossible to not be in love whenever he saw you. He pressed a kiss to the top of your head before shifting in his spot, adjusting so he could bring you into his arms.

“Why are you awake, hm?” He pulled you in close and against his chest, allowing you to snuggle up against him within his embrace. 

“I asked you first,” you retaliated. You gave him an exaggerated pout before having it interrupted with a yawn. He shook his head and laughed at you softly, his arms squeezing you. He then had one of his hands gently pat you on the head, providing a weak attempt to get you back to sleep.

“Just woke up randomly, and I couldn’t go back asleep,” he whispered.

“You better not be bullshitting.” He giggled at your grumble, causing you to shuffle your feet under the comforters and kick his legs when you found them. Changmin then burst out in laughter at your terrible attempt and refuted the action by locking his legs around yours, trapping you completely in his hold. 

Instead of fighting back, your tired state melted against him, but you still glared at him as a threat. 

“I’m not bullshitting, I promise.” Your skepticism made him coo and kiss your nose, watching as your bunched-up facial features began to relax.

“We sleep together?” Noticing your slight worry, he nodded and pressed a soft kiss against your lips to reassure you.

“We sleep together.”

It had taken less than a few minutes for you to knock out, but Changmin was still completely awake. He would play with your hair, tucking strands behind your ear, before his thoughts drifted off once more. He kissed your cheek with a whispered ‘I love you’ before untangling himself from you to glance at the ceiling once more. 

His eyes then trailed over to the nightstand by their bed, and without much thought, he silently pulled out the drawer to take out a small velvet box. He flipped it open to reveal the ring he had bought you and raised it to where the moon was shining, wanting to look at it one last time before officially getting down on one knee for you.

His heart thudded against his chest and fluttered the moment he thought about you wearing it on your ring finger. He smiled and put it away so he could go back to holding you, finally relaxed enough to fall back asleep.

You were his forever, and he couldn’t wait for tomorrow. 

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author's note // first timestamp for changmin! (the other one was unhinged and we pretend it doesn't exist 😭). matty my biggest supporter ilysmsmsmsmsmsmsm thank you for sending this in i hope you enjoy ALSO this may or may not be canon kidult changmin 🫣

[stealanity]

playlist one , the boyz ( lsg to kvm ) :

ꕤ lee sangyeon ,

someone

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[ 7:02am ]

[ 5:12pm ]

[ 6:14am ]

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ꕤ bae jacob ,

summer love

birthday cake

melatonin

co-lover

white lily

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ꕤ kim younghoon ,

corny jokes

reassuring hands

kinda miss you

i didn't forget

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[ 1:02am ]

[ 2:45am ]

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ꕤ lee hyunjae ,

suffocating ( written serie , discontinued )

this special look

stay

waffle

loser, lover

crazy

too late

only for practice

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[ 9:32am ]

[ 4:35pm ]

[ 10:37pm ]

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ꕤ lee juyeon ,

his s/o waking up in the middle of the night

cute little intruder

bad day, but good boyfriend

daydream

terrible idea

the bet

cold hands

risky

sick of you

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[ 5:34pm ]

[ 10:45pm ]

[ 7:52pm ]

[ 8:57pm ]

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ꕤ moon kevin ,

bad words

the little prince

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[ 3:37pm ]

[ 11:23am ]

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. . . link to maknae line !

[haechanhues]

the boyz as weirdly specific things i find attractive in men

warnings : don't get offended, just for fun.

main masterlist

SANGYEON : Mole underneath the eye. I just find them severely cute and it makes me feel a little gooey about it. Like a kind of 'I want to boop their nose' type of gooey. And Sangyeon, despite being the oldest is just the warm inner gooey of a cookie, you know?

JACOB : They like seafood. Tbh, I like a man that eats well. Because I know a lot of people don't like seafood (at least where I'm from) so when I see someone enjoying it, my fondness level is off the charts about it. And with full honesty, a man that doesn't eat well or turns his nose up at any type of food puts me off. And I'm not quite sure Jacob likes seafood and you're probably thinking, why not Haknyeon? But I think Jacob's got such a nice approach to food, you can't say no.

YOUNGHOON : Boys giggling and kissing each other's cheeks or forehead. In this type of society where 'alpha males' are sadly rampant, I think boys deserve a little bit of gentleness and I love when they're able to tell their guy friends that they love them. And with this thought, I bright up Younghoon sobbing when winning the award - that's why I picked him for this.

HYUNJAE : Blood on his face. Yeah, I'm one of them freaks, keep walking. I have no explanation whatsoever. I like what I like. Hyunjae seems the natural choice considering I always see him cut up or injured in some way in MVs (Maverick esp)

JUYEON : Hit on me in front of my dad. I think Juyeon could actually pull this off. I've seen him when he's truly confident and I just think he could walk up to you with a little swagger in his step. And I think the confidence paired with the complete audacity that he surprises people with - would be a moment you'd never forget.

KEVIN : 'Even I'd choose the bear' .... Sounds pretty self explanatory but Kevin is the guy for this. The absolute guy for this.

NEW : If they try to do makeup and they're really gentle. I've seen his fingers, I've seen how they treat his own skin. I think he's got really gentle and precise handiwork. And like I love watching boyfriend does my makeup videos and they actually try to do it and the most gentle artworks that they've ever done happens.

Q : Gets really offended when others don't say it's their birthday. You've seen his crazy eyes when he gets tested - that's what I imagine you'll see and I fucking love the idea.

JU HAKNYEON : When men wear really chunky boots and long pants and you see the soles of the boots. NOW, this is really specific and can also be really confusing - for more than one reason I am very much aware. But this is because of a man (can't remember who) was in France and had this kind of outfit on and it honestly stuck with me for some reason. And I think Ju Haknyeon has that kind of dress code and award winning smile? It fits him.

SUNWOO : Love when men hold flowers. Literally the reason himself. But don't even give the flowers to me. Just hold them and pose for the photo. Just pinterest it and you'll understand - it's literally my favourite genre of Sunwoo.

ERIC : When pretty girls like them too. This is very fan-centric but like when I see how pretty girls like the boys i like it just gives me a boost? Don't ask - I can't explain it other than what it says. I also just think Eric girls are insanely pretty.

[kyaroscuro]

Intimacy

It's not hard to be close to Hyunjae, on the contrary, it's as easy as being in love and god knows how much you love each other. Then why are you so shy?

pairing : boyfriend!hyunjae x gn!reader genre : established relationship, fluff, first love, discovering each other warnings : a bit suggestive? notes : hi hello, my name is what you want it to (yes i'm obsessed), this is the very first work i'm posting here and i hope my feelings will be conveyed. everything came from this post and i oops! writing this was a breath of fresh air and i'm even more in love now (sigh). anyway, let me know what you think about it <3 there might be a smut part 2 one day... words count : 1246

You've been dating Hyunjae for 3 months now and you've never been intimate with him. Intimate in the sense that you've never seen each other's skin, you don't change in the same room nor take showers together and god you've never done anything sexual (although you do tease each other a lot).

And it's not that you don't want to be intimate with him, oh you want it more than anything, probably since you met him, his pretty eyes and goofy smile. But you're both kind of shy around each other, it's your first relationship and you want to get it right.

To be honest, it's more than that. You are so in love with him that sometimes when he kisses you a little longer or when his hands find your waist you feel overwhelmed and the overflowing feelings make you nervous, not knowing what to do next.

You'd think that Hyunjae would be confident and take things in stride but the truth is that he's just as shy and scared as you are. You see him blush every time you reach out to hold his hand, every time you initiate a kiss and crawl closer into his embrace. He's never been in love with anyone like this before and yet he's been in relationships before. For him, it feels like you're his first and his last. It may be cliché but he sees himself growing old with you, getting married and having children in a nice, cosy home. He wants to call you his, to wake up with you in his arms and also...

"Angel, it's early come back to bed," his rough morning voice will always make you shiver, another thing you love about him.

When you turn around, you find him staring at you with half closed eyes, a smile and an outstretched hand. If he were the devil, you would have walked right into his trap. He hums, feeling content to have you in his arms again, kissing the top of your hair.

"Hyunjae," you whined

"I know, just a few more minutes"

As if on cue, he holds you tighter and your head is pressed against his chest, listening to his heartbeat. It's calm, but with a sudden race, as if it were about to explode. Unconsciously, your free hand comes to feel it as you give him your gaze. He's already looking at you with sparkling eyes, his beautiful eyes full of stars that sometimes you wonder if you could drown in them. Your very own starry sky.

You lean in, bathing in the warm sensation of your lips on his. The kiss is soft and tender, like a good morning greeting, but becomes intense and passionate with his hand cupping your face and gentle caresses on your waist. An open-hearted kiss into which you both pour your vulnerability and feelings. When you pull away, you feel as if your breath has been taken away, your heart flutters in ecstasy and you want to dive in again. Time has stopped for a moment. You lock eyes and suddenly feel much hotter, it's addictive but you peck his lips in a low giggle.

"We're going to be late"

"Let's call in sick then"

The change in mood startles you, he pins you to the mattress and starts kissing you all over. It's playful and you give in too easily until he starts tickling you. Oh war has begun and being late is the least of your worries.

Love is not supposed to be easy but loving Hyunjae is the easiest thing ever.

Love is as easy as a date, because no matter where you are, he will always make you feel at home. Love is as easy as giving you the key to his apartment, because he wants to come home to you. So why isn't it easy to be intimate with your loved one? When you trust each other beyond words, when love isn't enough to describe how you feel, when you want to cherish each other through all the steps of life?

Present <3 (1)

How about a movie night? Blanket fort, fried chicken, you and me I would say that you have me with you Because I am the only thing you need? Cause I want you in every way You got me baby, I am all yours

There you are, blushing like a mess at work, butterflies in your stomach. One way or another the shyness will go away, every day you feel the need to be closer to him than you already are and he shows the same needs in his own way. Hell, the first step was going to his place every day and still not moving in together.

The first time he kissed you ? You came back from your third date, it was pouring and you ran back to his place holding hands and laughing because it surprised you. He gave you his jacket since you were clad in a dress and yet you were soaking wet. He offered you to take a shower and when you came back with his clothes on, something shifted in his mind. You were so pretty and you were his. His to court and kiss. So he kissed you. Longer than intended. And you kissed back as long as he did, making him smile through the kiss.

That day and memory are still etched in your mind and you wouldn't change a thing about it or maybe make out a little longer...

So when he texted you to say he was coming back home with the chicken, you were on a mission. Doing the fort was your pleasure, the chicken his and the movie your typical friday night.

"Baby I'm home!"

Unlike usual you run up to him for a hug and a kiss, only to have him giggle at your eagerness.

"Missed me?"

"A lot. How was your day?"

"Fine, i just really need to shower"

"Kiss me? Before you go"

Another chuckle.

"You know I'm just a door away? But I'm happy to oblige"

To be honest, you want to shower with him and you have wanted to for a moment without knowing how to ask. For now you will settle for some cuddling and maybe some skinship.

"Do you need anything angel?"

"You"

"You're so clingy today, what happened?"

"I- I just want to be close to you"

"How close?"

He snuggled up against you with his question, looking at you with doe eyes. You took the opportunity to put your hands on his chest, his hair was still slightly damp from showering and he was just glowing. For you, he's the most beautiful man alive and he's yours.

Suddenly you shiver at the feel of his hands on your bare skin. The room feels too hot, it's almost like it's spinning. His giggling sends shivers down your spine and he tries to move his hands away but you block him.

You see a gleam of surprise in his eyes, wondering what your next move will be. It's his time to be confused by your hands under his shirt. He blushes hard feeling a twist in his gut, you have never been this enterprising before. He cups your head and kisses you like his life depends on it, panting and sighing.

"Jae," you let out a small moan at his roughness.

"i want to be close to you too"

"In every way?"

"In every way."