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[astralis-ortus]

gummy bears

✱ college student!hj x gn!reader

— art school is hard—at least having a muse makes it a little easier.

w.count → 1.8k genre → fluff...? warning → mild cussing, as per usual♡ a.n → hi!! i'm back with a new face addition to the page! hahah honestly i thought it would be either minho or seungmin first but ngl hyunnie has been tugging on my hearstrings lately he's such a silly little mandu i love him sm :( hope you guys find the story as enjoyable as chris' side of the blog, and also if anyone is interested for a commission there are slots available still♡ ⋆ see masterlist

has it always been this… weird?

your attention should’ve been sealed at the projected slides once the professor started the countdown on his infamous ‘how-long-can-i-yap-before-my-students-fall-asleep’ course, but holy smokes—even breathing seemed like a major task when you could barely peel your thoughts off the boy sitting a few rows in front of you.

hyunjin has always been the main attention-grabber wherever he went—and that includes yours.

it’s not like you denying it either. he is gorgeous, and even the heavens know you couldn’t help but glance in his direction whenever he’s in the room. hell, even a few of your initial sketches for last semester’s projects were inspired by hyunjin. it’s as if he had slowly solidified his spot as your muse—but what is this odd feeling gently fluttering between the rows of your ribcage?

a buzz from the pocket of your pants startled you out of your trance, and while you thanked the gods for sending you down here with a habit of putting your phone on constant silent, you peeked at the notification patiently perched on the screen of your phone—one nearly causing you a minor heart attack on the spot.

hyunjin: spot next to me is empty, you know

right—you forgot your position from a mere classmate-slash-secret-admirer has been upgraded to an actual acquaintance-slash-almost-friends of hyunjin’s, all thanks to that one final project from art history 101 class last semester.

you: being at the back is peaceful, thanks hyunjin: says the one who rushed for a front spot for literally any other class lol hyunjin: cmon, saved the spot for you

lord—now you’re genuinely glad you decided to wear that crusty baseball cap of yours today, or literally everyone would’ve noticed the way your cheeks had burned up into a bright shade of crimson.

you: geez hyunjin: cmoooon hyunjin: or i’ll literally ask mr. kang to move you here

the way your head snapped to find hyunjin’s playful yet determined gaze headed straight at you was not something you would’ve ever thought to add to your bingo board.

ever.

you: no you won’t hyunjin: try me

your eyes nearly doubled in size when you returned your line of sight in hyunjin’s direction, only to see the slow, comical way the long-haired guy is raising his hand while keeping his eyes on you, lips tipped up into a masked grin.

“yes, mr. hwang?”

fuck.

you scrambled on your phone while mr. kang—as well as the rest of the attendees of the class, fixed their eyes on hyunjin, quietly wondering what would come out of those lips of his.

“oh, i’m just wondering if—"

you: FINE I’M MOVING you: JUST SHUT UP you: PLEASE

And you swore you could see the way his lips turned into a victorious grin through the back of his head.

“if?” mr. kang repeated, seemingly a little impatient at hyunjin’s antics. to be fair, you actually felt the same way.

“if you have any movie or documentaries related to the topics you will be teaching this semester,” hyunjin’s voice rang loud and clear—as if the question had been his initial motive all along, and you’re simply a victim of his little magic trick.

“personally i do learn better through those mediums, mr. kang,” hyunjin perfected his question, smile as innocent as a puppy, and as he looked around the hall, scanning the dozens of nodding heads to his statement,

hyunjin made sure to lock eyes with you for a second longer.

“and i think my friends agree with me.”

“you’re an ass,” you hissed as soon as you secured the seat next to hyunjin, shooting daggers out of your eyes while the latter chuckled. given, hyunjin’s question did made your move less suspicious since mr. kang actually took a liking to the idea and decided to substitute one of the assignments into this movie presentation group project, but still—you were so close to losing your dignity in front of dozens of your peers, on the first day of the new semester.

“would’ve been easier had you listened the first time,” he playfully retorted, remnants of victory still glimmered in his eyes, “and now you know i’m a man of my words. win-win situation for both of us.”

“as if,” you groaned in annoyance despite failing to even make a dent to hyunjin’s victorious grin. “you are the only one benefiting from this, mr. hwang. i’m merely a victim in this scheme of yours.”

“ouch—mr. hwang? really now?” hyunjin placed a hand over his heart, pretending as if he has been shot despite the wicked smile plastered across his face, “do you really want to hurt me like that?”

if you were to be honest, you do enjoy your playful bickers with hyunjin. it made him less of a muse and more of a… human. a regular college boy, who just so happened to be blessed by the goddess of beauty herself and sent here with an exceptional heart of gold.

like he’s just a boy.

“seemed fair enough,” instead, you replied with a mischievous grin while greeting a couple of hyunjin’s friends joining your little group.

“1-1, mr. hwang.”

the massive numbers displayed on your phone screen further validates the exhaustion you felt looming over your shoulders. it’s only the first week of the new semester and you’re already held up on campus way past your classes—how are you supposed to survive the rest of the school year?

to be fair, you really do love what you’re studying right now. it’s what you’ve always wanted to be since you were a child, and to be able to live out your inner child’s dream is one of your prides—but god, it did not make things easier to actually do.

just as you slipped your screen away, sparing yourself from a bunch of exhausting thoughts as your footsteps led you to your bus stop, a pack of gummy bear suddenly popped out of thin air in front of your eyes, causing you to stumble backwards onto the—

warm surface?

“i’m not a gummy sharing type of person, but i think you need this more than i do.”

pushing yourself off the other’s figure, you didn’t need to turn around to figure out the person’s identity—but you did anyway.

“gee, thanks mr. hwang,” you playfully snickered, snatching the bag of gummy and popped one unfortunate strawberry flavored bear in your mouth, “didn’t know you’re so kind.”

over the past week, you found out that you surprisingly have quite a lot of classes together with hyunjin and a few of his friends. you’re thankful he dropped the ‘i saved you a seat’ act by the third class you shared and let you actually sit amongst your friends, but in ways you don’t even understand, you somehow kept getting sorted in the same groups as hyunjin. well, at least now you no longer freeze up while hyunjin’s around.

“oh, can you drop that already,” hyunjin groaned, lips pursing into a subtle pout, “the others are starting to call me mr. hwang too thanks to you, you know.”

you couldn’t help but let a chuckle slip past your lips to hyunjin’s protest, already with a picture in your head about the whining he would’ve done once his closest friends started to pick up hyunjin’s objection to the nickname and used the name against him. how adorable he would’ve—

wait.

adorable?

hyunjin’s supposed to be simply your muse—maybe a fried at best! you don’t call your friends adorable, do you?

“you started it!” shaking your head in an attempt to rid the word from the nooks and crannies of your brain, you instead defended yourself while offering hyunjin the pack of gummies at the same time.

“what do you mean i started it!” hyunjin groaned, still popping a gummy in his mouth in the process, “i was just simply requesting your presence at the spot I have reserved for you!”

“and threatened to embarrass me if i didn’t move!” you deflected, playfully glaring at the latter. “don’t you dare omit that part, you sneaky weasel! i thought I was going to have to drop the class due to embarrassment!”

the crease between hyunjin’s brows grew thicker when he realized he couldn’t counter your protest, resulting in another pout to form on his lips, now clearer than before. it made you feel a little guilty—did you go a little too far? was he offended by the—

“i just wanted to get closer to you.”

…wait.

wait—what?

“i know it’s a lame excuse,” hyunjin’s groans turn muffled as he hid his face behind the palms of his hands, “it’s just—i don’t know, i find you fun? i know we just started talking after that group project but i like talking about stuff with you and even after the group project ended i just kept finding myself wanting to talk to you? i just—”

“whoa whoa—slow down!” you instinctively grabbed hyunjin’s shoulders; not too hard to shake him off, just enough to gently ground him back from his rambles. “breathe, you don’t need to explain anything to me, hyunjin. just breathe.”

well, frankly you do need an explanation—just… not from this adorably frantic hyunjin.

no, scratch that—just frantic.

not adorably.

just frantic.

hyunjin’s face was nearly the shade of the gummy bear packet you still had on your hand, and as much as you didn’t want to embarrass him more than he’s already feeling, your lips seemed to have their own plans when they curled up into a grin.

“don’t even say anything,” he warned, fingers now pointing at the rapidly growing grin on your face. “just don’t.”

you would honestly love to comply to hyunjin’s wishes, really—after all, you’re the type to honor and respect your friend’s wishes…

but is he just a friend?

“I’m not!” you stated, but despite throwing your hands up in a sign of defeat, hyunjin knew better when he noticed the constant degree of smile etched across your face,

“I just never would have thought that the campus crush,” you emphasized, trails of laughter already slipping past your lips in harmony to hyunjin’s exasperated sigh, “the mr. hwang hyunjin himself, is quite clumsy at making new friends.”

hyunjin was genuinely dumbfounded at your accusation.

“no i’m not!” he protested, subconsciously following your footstep as you got ready to catch your nearing bus, “it’s not that i’m bad at making friends, i just—”

hyunjin’s explanation were cut short when your bus finally arrived, prompting another frown to appear on his face when you hopped on without sparing him another glance. dejected, hyunjin turned around and—

“hyunjin!”

the speed at how quickly hyunjin turned on his heels at your voice nearly made you giggle. from one of the opened windows from the back of the bus, you locked eyes with hyunjin and smiled.

“text me your excuses and we’ll see if you’re actually good at making friends!” you shouted as the bus began to drove away, only allowing you to witness a faint ‘okay!’ along with an excited wave before hyunjin disappeared behind the curve of the crossroad.

well, maybe hyunjin is adorable after all.

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[intopsh]

# COLOGNE

synopsis : Sunghoon and y/n’s break up was certainly the most unexpected thing thats happened on campus, to the point where they were the main topic of discussion for 3 weeks. Neither of them disclosed the reason of their relationship ending, but one thing was sure, they absolutely hated each other’s guts.

01. make me a skirt bitch

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[minminyoonjii]

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🕯Summary: The reminder to ensure your door is locked before you do anything freaky. In this case, a horny ferret's mistake (or not).

🌹CW

Masturbation|Multiple Orgasms|Voyeurism|Threesome! MMF|Praise Kink|Wet & Messy|Detailed Cock Praise|Hard Dom! Bang Chan|Sub! Hwang Hyunjin|Pervy! Reader|Facials|Cunnilingus|Vibrator|Blow Job|Oral Sex|Dacryphillia|Daddy Kink|Hand Pinning|No Reader Orgasm|Free Use|Teasing|Exhibitionist|Head Pets|Deep Throat|Cum Swallowing|Aftercare

💌 This is a work of fiction, I by all means don't force ship anyone. They have the right to love whomever they want.

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"Fuck, fuck, yes," Hyunjin groaned, pumping his cock into his fist. He tossed his head back, teasing his thumb between his dripping slit. Hyunjin bit his bottom lip, thighs trembling against the sheets. "That's it. Suck my cock, lovely," he grunted, bucking his hips. You stood there in shock, one hand covering your mouth as you watched Hyunjin stroke himself through the gap in the door. The supposedly closed door wasn't shut all the way through. Hyunjin gasped, messy squelches of skin on skin echoed into the hallway.

You held back a squeak when Chan wrapped his arms around your waist, his lips close to your ear, "What are you watching, hm?" he whispered, rubbing your sides. You parted your lips to reply when a loud whimper shot a shiver down your spine. Chan chuckled, "Guess our little ferret got too desperate even to notice his surroundings, hm?" he teased, nosing the back of your nape. You bit back a whimper, rubbing your thighs together. 

"You're such a pervert, princess. Tell me. Tell Daddy what you want," he hummed, nipping your ear. You tossed your head back, "Wan' Want to suck Hyunnie's cock," you slurred, craving the weight of his cock on your tongue. Chan smirked, "Good girl. Go on pretty girl, show Jinnie some love," he encouraged, ruffling your hair. Your heart pounded as you slipped into his room, Chan following close behind. "Hyunjin-ah," Chan sang, pressing his tongue against his inner cheek. 

Hyunjin flinched at his voice, cock still in hand, "Hyung!" he yelped, trying to cover himself. Chan clicked his tongue, "Now, now. There isn't a need to get mad," he said, gesturing you forward. "You really should be paying more attention to your surroundings, Hyun. It's like you're trying to get caught," Chan smirked, seeing Hyunjin's ashamed expression. "Hyung, let me explain," Hyunjin said, voice husky from his earlier moans. 

Chan whistled, stroking Hyunjin's hair, "There's nothing to explain, Hyun. I know you saw us with Minho. I bet you were imagining that exact moment, yeah?" he cooed, tucking Hyunjin's hair behind his ears. Hyunjin nodded, cheeks flustered, "I'm sorry," he said, hanging his head low. You couldn't take it anymore, "Stop being mean, Daddy," you scowled, getting on the bed. Hyunjin's eyes widened when your hands rubbed his calves. "Don't be sorry, Hyune. Chan's just being a dick," you grumbled, laying on your tummy.

Chan chuckled, "Princess, you should've let me have my fun," he cooed, stroking your hair. You nuzzled Hyunjin's inner thighs, "Kiss his forehead, meanie," you said, rubbing Hyunjin's legs. Chan cupped Hyunjin's face, "We're not mad or disappointed in any way, baby boy. I'm sorry if I made you feel that way," he said, kissing Hyunjin's forehead. "You're not?" Hyunjin asked, his eyes wavering at the truth. Chan smiled, kissing Hyunjin's nose, "Ahm, I just wanted to tease you a little," he chuckled, kissing Hyunjin's eyelids.

"Hyune, your cock is pretty," you said, breaking the moment. Chan scoffed with a smile, "Way to read the room, princess," he said, holding Hyunjin's face to his torso. Your lips jutted into a pout, "But it's true," you whined, taking in the sight of his perfectly curved cock. Hyunjin burrowed his face into Chan's shirt, feeling his cock twitch in his hand at the comment. Chan smirked, "Keep praising him, princess," he said, rubbing Hyunjin's warm ears. 

You giggled, blowing against the warm sensitive skin, "His cockhead is glossy pink, the veins on his shaft are pretty too," you said, aching to get your lips around it. "You can't just say that," Hyunjin whined, precum dripping down his cock. Chan brushed Hyunjin's hair back, "Baby boy, do you mind if she gets a little taste? Would you like to feel her warm mouth around you?" he said, rubbing his thumb against his bottom lip. Hyunjin looked up at him, "Yes, yes, please," he whined, subconsciously pumping his cock. 

Chan smirked, "You heard what he said, baby. Suck him dry," he said, pinning both of Hyunjin's wrists to the bed frame. You shuddered, pampering kisses up his shaft. Moaning at the taste of the precum slicking his cock. Hyunjin's jaw slacked open, warm puffs of air escaping his lips. You shifted yourself forward, both hands wrapped around his lengthy cock. Hyunjin moaned at the warmth, eyes half-lidded from the pleasure. You pumped his cock, loving the sounds of his breathy moans.

"Don't tease him too long, baby," Chan cooed, his throbbing cock straining against his pants. You nodded, leaning down to lick between his slit, "Mmh," you hummed, wrapping your lips around his plump cockhead. Hyunjin groaned, arching his back at the searing heat engulfing his cock, "Fuck, fuck," he panted. You hallowed your cheeks, taking his whole length. Inch by inch, disappearing past your lips. 

Chan clenched his jaw, finding it difficult to hold himself together, "That's it, princess. Take it to the hilt," he said, tightening his grip around Hyunjin's wrist. "Hah, ah, ah," Hyunjin gasped, bucking his hips. You bobbed your head, swirling your tongue around his girth. Drool dripped down Hyunjin's plump lips, "So tight," he whined, squeezing his eyes shut. You pulled off his cock, tongue flicking against his frenulum. "Fuck, hah, hah," Hyunjin cried, thrashing away from the constant pleasure but you held his thighs down. 

You grazed your teeth on the sensitive flesh, head spinning at Hyunjin's sharp whimpers. Chan grunted, fighting back the urge to plough your cunt while you drew Hyunjin closer and closer to the edge. Your lips parted around his cock once more, hands stroking at the base of his cock as you paid attention to his pulsing cockhead. Hyunjin gritted his teeth, losing his sensibility at the neverending pleasure buzzing through his body. You bobbed your head in tandem with the stroke of your hands. 

Moans vibrating down the shaft of his cock. Hyunjin sobbed, orgasm teetering right at the brink, "Cum. Need to fucking cum," he cried, toes curling. You took his cry as a sign and sank to the hilt, your throat convulsing around his cock with a squelchy pop. Hyunjin's jaw dropped to a silent scream, cumming down your fluttering throat. You swallowed around his cock, ignoring the ache in your jaws. Hyunjin whimpered from oversensitivity as you milked his balls dry like promised. 

You pulled off with a lewd pop, lips slicked with drool and cum. You stuck your tongue out, showing the two men your proud actions. Chan chuckled a grunt, staring down at your submissive act, "Good girl. You did such a good job, hm?" he praised, pressing his thumb on your tongue. You preened at the praise, "Did I do good, Hyune?" you asked, waiting for your reward. Hyunjin nodded, "Did fucking amazing, love," he rasped, still recovering from his intense orgasm. 

Chan tugged down his pants, "On your knees, baby," he said, stroking his cock. You did as told, parting your lips with your tongue lolling out. Chan felt the pride in your behaviour, "Such an obedient girl," he grunted, fisting his cock at a relentless pace. You sat patiently, waiting for the sweet taste of pineapple to hit your tongue. Chan tossed his head back, already pent up from watching the both of you play, "Daddy's little cum slut," he growled, holding your jaw with his other hand.

You looked at him through your eyelashes, knowing exactly what to make him cum. Chan groaned, "Hah, ah, ah," he panted, aiming his cockhead at your mouth. You moaned when the warmth of his cum hit your tongue. "Take it, princess. Don't miss a fucking drop," he grunted, tapping his cockhead on your tongue. You swirl your tongue around his cock, cleaning up every single string of semen. Chan hummed in lust, petting your hair with his clean hand, "Precious little menace," he said, booping your nose.

Hyunjin shifted behind you, laying his head on your shoulder. "Aww, do you want pets too, baby boy?" Chan asked, petting Hyunjin's hair. Hyunjin melted under Chan's palm, eyes drooping. You shifted uncomfortably, panties drenched in arousal. Chan noticed, stroking your cheek, "I know, princess. Your pretty cunt must be achy, huh?" he cooed, stroking your cheek. "Please," you pleaded, hoping Chan would help you climax but when you saw him smirk you knew he had something else planned.

"Keep getting needy, princess. Daddy knows someone who would love to coax orgasm after orgasm from your sweet cunt," he said, patting your cheek. You furrowed your eyebrows, sulking at the prospect of not cumming for a while. Chan chuckled, "You trust Daddy, don't you? You know your Daddy will only do the best for his, princess yeah?" he said, pinching your cheek. You glared at him but nodded. "Good girl. Now let's help Jinnie clean up," he said, helping Hyunjin on his feet.

[gyuworm]

DETAILS ✰ established relationship / fluff

; in which you admire hyunjins details and remind him how pretty he truly is.

pairing. hyunjin x gn!reader

cw. kissing / fluff / hyunjin cries

hyunjin hummed softly as you pressed another kiss to his forehead. your fingers moved through his hair, working to untangle the dark strands from each other. you straighten yourself back up in his lap, gaze flicking down to his face.

his eyes are closed and you almost let out a sigh of relief realizing you are free to admire him without his teasing commentary. in the dim lighting from the bedside lamp you swear he looks even prettier — so gentle, the curves of his face soft, his plump lips parted just enough for him to breathe through and the moles that spot his face perfectly visible without his usual makeup to hide them.

your gaze begins to drift from his face, lingering on the mole at the base of his neck. you already knew it was there, of course you did. you also knew there was one on the back of his neck, hidden behind his hair. you knew of the others that scattered the rest of his body.

you lean forward pressing your lips to the mole on his neck quickly before shifting so you’re able to plant another against one that stands out on his shoulder.

“what are you doing?” hyunjin whispers, his grip on your waist tightening.

you don’t respond verbally, instead moving up to press a kiss to the mole on his cheek. your hands now slipping from his hair to cup his face.

“you’re so pretty hyunnie,” you whisper against his skin.

he giggles, “so i’ve been told,”

you lift away from his face shaking your head slightly, “no. not just your face hyun. i mean you —you’re art hyunjin, i love you and all your little details,”

as you speak you bring your fingers to his neck, dragging them delicately to connect each mole or mark you find on his skin to the one closest. your words tumbling out in whispers,

“the way you throw your head back when you laugh, the way you shut your eyes when you smile, or squeeze them shut and hum adorably when you eat. your habit of side eying. how clumsy and dramatic you are. you have such a kind heart and beautiful soul hyun. it’s all apart of you, all making you who you are and the person i love,”

your voice trails off, silence now enveloping the two of you. your body is twisted, hand resting on his calf near a cluster of moles and a small scar on his knee. you hear a sniffle from behind you, you turn instantly, heart dropping at the sight of tears trickling down hyunjins face.

“oh hyunnie,” you whisper, bringing your hands back up to cup his face, thumbs brushing the tears off his cheeks. his gaze flicks from yours momentarily as he takes a deep breath before returning with a faint smile.

“thank you, i love you,” he mumbles, voice shaking slightly.

you lean forward, planting a kiss against the mole directly under his eye, “i love you,”

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[iznyangwoni]

STRINGS OF FATE, chapter two

You take a deep breath before opening the door of your room, cookies in your hands. You look behind just to see Minjeong and Minju with a huge smile on their faces, their thumbs up for you. You nod and put a smile on your face, meanwhile the girls close the door, but you know they’ll be listening everything behind that.

Damn, this is harder than getting out of a pool, or a lake, or the beach on a really sunny day… okay, you’re getting lost in your thoughts. You try to smile in the nicest way possible and then you knock on your dormates door, hoping with all your heart that it will be Heeseung behind it and not his creepy friend.

But of course, luck is not on your side today, because the first thing you see when that door opens are two really deep and cold brown eyes, definitely not want you wanted to see. “Hi! uhm.. is.. is Heeseung inside?” Jungwon’s stare makes you highly uncomfortable, its like he’s looking at you up and down without actually putting any effort. And his shoulders are so broad you’re feeling claustrophobic just being next to him. “He’s not.”

His tone is even more intimidating, you nod and you’re about to decide wheter to just give him the cookies or wait for Heeseung to come back, but then you hear another voice. “Oi Jungwon who’s there.. Oh. Hi pretty princess.” you furrow your brows, confused as to why Jungwon would lie about Heeseung not being there, the youngest rolls his eyes when the purple haired boy pushes him away from the door.

“Hi! uhm.. i made these! since.. you know, i accidentally made you fall the other day,” you chuckle awkwardly. You’ve only ever seen Heeseung in photos, and wow, he is so, so much better in person. He’s tall, taller than Jungwon, taller than all your friends actually. And his smile is mesmerizing, you can feel your ears going red just by looking at him. He looks at you, then and the tray in your hands, then back at you, a smirk on his lips. “Thank you, princess..?”

“Oh. Y/n. Just Y/n, no need to call me princess” you laugh awkwardly once again, this time you can feel your whole face becoming red, and you’re starting to feel so hot. God, you’ve never seen a hotter man in your life. You give the tray of cookies to him, your fingers brush against each other and you can feel your heart beat faster. “And just to be sure uh, its probably going to happen again, so yeah.. be careful!”

He smiles again, and you want to die at that. You can’t crush on your dorm mate, which is the kid of a villain in the first place!! But.. to be fair, its just a crush, it won’t hurt anyone. “If that means i’ll see your pretty face more often, maybe i’ll fall on purpose next time.” you’re about to say something back, but before you can do it, you see Jungwon slam their door, giving you another one of those icy glances before the door closes. Pft. What a weirdo.

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Siblings | Hwang Hyunjin

-> Pairing: Hwang Hyunjin x Sister!Reader

-> Request: from @kayleefriedchicken. Sorry this took so long.

-> Summary: Hyunjin becomes a little jealous of the attention his sister is giving the other.

-> Warnings: pouty Hyunjin. Brother/sister dynamics.

-> Word Count: 507

-> Requests: Open until 31st June.

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"Why are you looking at me like that?" Y/N asks her younger brother, who's staring at her with the same pout he always given her from the time he was born. She knows that pout means she's done something he doesn't like. "Stop pouting." 

"Stop flirting with my friends," Hyunjin counters, his pout turning into a glare. 

"I'm not flirting with anyone," she frowns back at him. "I'm just being friendly," She defends herself, crossing her arms across her chest. "I thought it would be unfair if I only brought you food and not the others. You know we're all like family." 

He rolls his eyes, his glare intensifying. "That's not the point. You came to spend time with me, not them. Is it because you like them better? I'm just your annoying little brother." 

Her frown deepens, hurt by her brother's accusation. "Yes, you're my annoying little brother but that doesn't mean I like them better than you. I like them but I love you, babo." 

He looks at her offended that she called him babo but ultimately chooses to ignore it. 

"I didn't mean to make you feel left out or unimportant. I just wanted to show my appreciation for your friends too. I know how important they are to you. It doesn't mean I don't value our time together," she continues, reassuring him that he does come before his friends and will always come before them. 

Hyunjin's glare softens slightly, but he remains skeptical. "But you always seem to have more fun with them. Sometimes I feel like I'm just in the background." 

Her heart aches at his words. She pulls him in for a hug, which he surprisingly allows, "I'm sorry I made you feel that way. You're my brother, and spending time with you is always special to me. I'll make sure to prioritize our time together from now on." 

He looks at her, his expression still guarded but lifts up his pinky, "Promise?" 

She nods, her eyes filled with sincerity as she links her pinky with his, "I promise, Hyunnie." 

"Okay, I believe you,” he says, a small smile tugs at the corners of his lips, and he finally let's go of his pout. "You know you don't have to try so hard with my friends, right? They already like you. Especially Felix. I don't know why. I think it’s because he just genuinely likes everyone." 

She chuckles, relieved to see him starting to lighten up. "Well, that's good to know. Felix is such a sweetheart, it's hard not to like him.” 

“That’s true,” he agrees. 

“Did you want to come for dinner tonight, my partner is working so I’ll be home all by myself.”  

“Let’s make it a movie night,” he says taking her up on her invitation. 

“Only if you bring the snacks,” she smiles. “Now, go and enjoy the food before they eat it all. Tell them I’ll see them later.” 

“I will,” he says bringing her in for another hug before going back inside the practice room. 

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Date Day Pt. 1

Pieces of My Heart - Chapter 16 Stray Kids OT8 x reader, Soulmate AU

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From the moment you woke up, you felt the need to pee. Your efforts of vacating the bed to make it to the bathroom was made a little complicated by the two sets of arms wrapped around you (and in the case of Jisung, the body currently resting half on top of you), but you managed to make your way out of it by rolling Jisung off of you and in the middle of the small cuddle puddle taking place.

Chan was forced to dislodge his grip on you, but Jisung immediately took advantage of the sudden lack of warmth to latch onto the leader with a soft whine. Chan only cracked open an eye to take stock of the situation, and you gave him a quick thumbs up before running out of the room.

After peeing, you came back to find both guys still asleep and cuddled together. You weren’t tired enough to go back to sleep, so you decided to let them be. You grabbed your phone and made your way out into the living room. You scrolled through your phone for a bit, checking messages and emails and sending a quick message to your parents, only to find out they were still awake.

You decided to call them before they went to bed.

“Hi sweetheart,” Your mom said when she answered.

Your dad peeked his head from the corner of the screen. “Hey, about time you called.”

You pouted. “I’ve been busy!”

“Too busy with those soulmates of yours to say hi to your own father?”

“Daaaad.”

Your mom let out a laugh, pushing away your dad so she was the only one on screen. “Ignore him. He’s just missing you.”

“I miss you guys too,” You told her, and she gave you a soft smile in return.

The two of you chatted, getting caught up on anything new that had happened since you left, which wasn’t much but still made you feel like you had never left at all. It was a comfort to know that the distance wasn’t going to change anything.

It was almost half an hour later that you finally hung up, letting the sudden deafening silence of the dorms wash over you with a sigh. You closed your eyes and leaned back onto the couch, and you must have dozed off because you suddenly jolted awake at the feeling of hands on your cheeks.

“You’re going to hurt your neck if you sleep like this,” Changbin warned you, tilting your head forward.

True to his words, you felt an ache in your neck, and you let out a groan. He allowed you to rest your forehead against his chest as he softly rubbed the muscles in your neck and shoulders, and you were tempted to doze back to sleep at his touch, but there was a soft shuffling sound from the hallway, and you pulled away to see who it was.

Hyunjin looked like he was still half asleep, and you were surprised he was even awake before noon. He practically threw himself onto the couch next to you, immediately pulling you away from Changbin to use you as a pillow. Changbin snorted in amusement.

“What are you doing awake so early?” He wondered, moving out of his squat to stretch his legs.

Hyunjin swiped his hand across your arm and watched through half lidded eyes as it left a trail of inky black that began to quickly fade. “I need time to get ready for our date.”

“The museum doesn’t open until 11,” You pointed out, reaching for your phone. “You have … 4 hours until then.”

“Trust me, he might need more,” Changbin teased.

Hyunjin threw one of the couch pillows at him, but when the rapper dodged, he was left with nothing else to retaliate with, so he quickly gave up. Changbin snickered, making his way towards the kitchen.

You ran your fingers through Hyunjin’s hair for the next few minutes, feeling the dancer slowly relax against you, and while you were tempted to allow him to fall back asleep (really, who needed 4 hours to get ready?), you knew that he would have never woken up this early without reason.

You poked his cheek softly. “Hyunnie.”

“Hmm?”

“C’mon. I thought you wanted to get ready.”

“Mmmm.”

“Want me to make you some coffee?”

At the mention of coffee, Hyunjin seemed to perk up, rising up from his half-slumped state to give you a wide eyed but still slightly glazed look. “Coffee?”

“Way ahead of you,” Changbin said.

He walked out of the kitchen with two cups of coffee. One of them he handed over to the now very much awake blond next to you, and the other he carefully handed to you to make sure it didn’t spill. You gave him a smile, and he allowed you to pull him close enough to press a kiss to his lips in thanks.

When you eventually drifted back towards Chan’s bedroom, you found the leader gone and Jisung hugging a pillow, still completely asleep. You sat down next to him and carted your fingers through his hair, swiping the back of your hand down his cheek, and when he still didn’t stir, you poked him. Nothing. It was only when you whispered his name that Jisung began to stir, blinking slowly as he woke up.

“Wha-?”

“It’s time to get up.”

“Noooo,” Jisung whined, rolling over.

You giggled. “No? What do you mean no?”

“It’s too early!”

“Hmm, maybe you just need some incentive,” You teased, wiggling your fingers menacingly towards his sides.

At the threat of being tickled, Jisung flinched back. You only tickled him for a second as he squirmed before you pulled back, and when youu started to laugh at him, Jisung used the opportunity to roll on top of you, fingers now pressed up against your own sides.

You squealed in warning, trying to throw him off, but Jisung was deceptively strong, his weight pressing down on your stomach and preventing you from pushing him off. Instead, you tried to swat his hands away from your body, but he just grabbed your wrists and pinned them to the bed.

“Not so fun when it’s you, huh?”

You let out another yelp as he managed to hold both of your arms down with one hand, and started to tickle. You let out a yell for help in between laughs, but Jisung pressed his lips against yours to silence you. You snorted so hard that it hurt your throat, and he pulled away with a laugh of his own.

“Chan! Chan, help!”

“Chan won’t be able to help you now,” Jisung teased.

You gasped. “Chan?! No honorifics?!”

“I’m not scared of him.”

“Scared of who?”

Chan walked in with messy hair and a confused look on his face. No longer tickling you, you were sure the two of you made quite the sight, Jisung still on top of you and your faces inches apart, but he didn’t seem bothered at the sight. Or maybe he wasn’t worried about interrupting, since all you could feel was amusement, fondness, and glee that he could no doubt identify himself.

Jisung froze at the sight of his Hyung, and you let a smirk slowly grow across your face. “Hey Channie. Want to hear something really funny?”

“Nope!”

Jisung threw himself off you and ran out of the room before you could snitch on him, and you let out another giggle as his once tough bravo disappeared so easily. Chan, still confused, walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed.

“Did you call for me earlier?”

“Ah, don’t worry about it.”

“Hmm.”

He motioned for you to move over, and he laid down next to you with a sigh. You lay on your side, and Chan turned his head so that he could look at you, one brow raising in amusement. “Can I help you?”

“You’re pretty when you wake up,” You murmured, reaching out to flatten part of his hair that was sticking up. “Messy, but cute.”

“You’re cuter,” He corrected, and he turned his face away so you couldn’t see his face, but you had a feeling he was blushing. “You’re going with Hyunjin and Felix to the museum today, right?”

“Yup. We don’t have to leave for a while though, we can have breakfast together.”

“Sure. I’m planning on heading to the studio today.”

“Never a day off in your life, is there?”

Chan rolled over so that you were now facing each other, and he placed his hand against your cheek. “You ever want to spend a day off with me, all you have to do is ask, sweetheart.”

“Charmer,” You drawled, pressing a kiss to his palm. You then pushed his hand away so you could sit up, stretching your arms above your head.

“Guess we should get up.”

“Yeah. You want to take a shower first?”

“Nah, you go first. I’m going to get started on breakfast.”

“Okay.”

Chan watched you with fond eyes as you leaned in close to press a kiss to his lips, and you found yourself lingering a little longer than you should have. What was supposed to be a quick peck ended up turning into a full-blown make-out session, your hands holding you up as you hovered above him, lips moving softly against one another while his own palms burned against your hips, thumbs rubbing circles against your skin. You only managed to force yourself away when his phone began to buzz.

He chased your lips and you let out a laugh. “You should answer that.”

“Hmm, I really should.”

One last kiss, this time for real, and you were out the bedroom door before you could convince yourself to skip breakfast and spend the morning in bed with Chan. Jisung nearly bumped into you as you passed by the bathroom, his hair wet from his freshly finished shower, and you steadied him as you walked past, preventing yourself from getting distracted again.

By the time you managed to scrap something together for breakfast, all 4 of the boys had gotten ready and joined you at the table, although Hyunjin remained in his overly expensive looking pajamas, claiming he didn’t want to ruin the ‘surprise’ of his date outfit.

The effort was nice, but it was a bit ruined when Felix showed up shortly after you all finished, looking like he had just finished a photoshoot. While his outfit was fairly casual, a soft blue sweater vest over a long-sleeved white button down that was tucked into his jeans, he somehow managed to make it look elegant.

If your mouth was left hanging for longer than socially acceptable when you opened the door, he didn’t mention it, although the way he smirked let you know he was more than aware.

“You’re early,” You finally mentioned, accepting his hug after you finished ogling him.

“I had something I wanted to talk to Chan about,” He said, glancing over his shoulder. “Speak of the devil.”

Chan gave Felix a once over as he joined the two of you at the entrance. “I want her back by 10,” He joked, and you rolled your eyes at the two of them.

“Yes, sir,” Felix said, playing along.

“Oh my god, you two.” You held back a laugh. The two Aussies shared a laugh of their own, and you pushed past them to the door. “Okay, that’s my cue to leave.”

“Hey, me and Jinnie will pick you up in an hour,” Felix reminded you.

“I know this is supposed to be a date, but you don’t actually have to pick me up at my front door you know.”

“Aww, does this mean I won’t get my end of the date kiss?” He teased.

“Well, if a kiss is what you’re aiming for, I’m afraid you’ve been beaten by, like, half of the members,” You said, giving Chan a side eye.

Felix gasped in fake shock. “They kissed you without dinner first? How scandalous.”

Now it was Chan’s turn to roll his eyes, and you took the cue to leave the boys to whatever it was they needed to deal with. You gave Felix a quick kiss on the cheek before you left.

“One hour.”

You smiled. “See you then.”

[deathlieteez]

to be his, chapter 1. the night we met

woosan + yunho x reader

♡ to be his series' masterlist ♡

chapter 1. the night we met: as you remember the night you met wooyoung with a drink in your hand and the certainty that he was cheating on you, someone appears in front of you with the intention of making your night a lot more interesting.

pairing: wooyoung x fembod!reader

appears: wooyoung as ur boyfriend + san as yeosang's friend + yeosang as ur and wooyo friend

genre: angst, a bit of comfort, romance. college au.

warning: alcohol, cheating. tbh the first one is softttt there's anything to worry about (just give me some time)

word count: 3.8k

intentional use of lowercase letter

english is not my mother tongue

it is not meant to be representative of jeong yunho's personality or any ateez or another groups' idols who appeared ♡

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kim hyunseo was the most stunning girl you had ever seen in your life. she had endless legs, a tiny waist, and tits that you weren't sure were physically possible in such a slim body. she was also gorgeous, and to top it off, was smart and friendly, with those big brown eyes that gave you a warm welcome every time she saw you coming, as if she was really happy to see you. and as if that weren't enough, she came from a wealthy family, but she was a self-made woman who had paid her own way through school and was now working as a lawyer in the same fucking super popular, expensive and prestigious law firm as your boyfriend. and you? well, you worked part-time at a convenience store near your college, which was arts. a nice vocation, sure, but not like you had many job opportunities, to be honest. you hated to admit that felt in constant competition with her, mostly because she was better than you at everything and crushed your confidence to the ground. you couldn't even stand to hear her name, which sucked because your dearest boyfriend had it in his fucking mouth all fucking day.

hyunnie this, hyunnie that, hyunnie, hyunnie, hyunnie. fuck you, hyunnie.

well, wished you could at least hate her, but there wasn't even the slightest hint of rejection towards her in you, not when she was always so overly nice to you.

every time wooyoung had a dinner or company party, that girl made sure to stay by your side all night because she knew your boyfriend too well and he had a tendency to over socialize, over drink and over give himself into the night. she sent you lovely messages on your birthday and even invited you to the mall a couple of times to go shopping together. how could you compete with such white teeth, warm heart and a face that looked like it had just come out of vogue?

you didn't know when the two of them had become friends, only that one day her name appeared five times in the same minute on the screen of his phone, he smiled and you had to ask who she was. you're going to love her. she's incredible.

oh, damn great. so a hottie from his internship is amazing and you are going to love her.

how could it have been two years since that moment? no idea either, but somehow wooyoung had managed to convince you: hyunseo was nothing to worry about because they were just friends and all the closeness and connection they seemed to share was a product of a beautiful friendship.

well, you had agreed to take it, so now you had nothing to complain about. because you didn't want to be a toxic girlfriend and scare away the fucking love of your life. because you loved jung wooyoung since you first met him.

the funny thing is, you met him at a time in your life when the only thing you liked was kang yeosang. your biggest crush ever and your neighbor. it's not that you were a weirdo who used to spy on her neighbor through the window, it's that you were a teenager who spent most of her life studying and in music bands. what about your friends? pretty much the same. thinking that there was no guy in the world who could surpass your favorite artist, and that guys in high school are naturally assholes, you had no choice but to become obsessed with kang yeosang.

he was perfect, from head to toe. the ideal main character for the stories you made up in your head just before you went to sleep, and which were the most interesting things that happened in your life as a perfectly good student. and it was a little frustrating, but fine. you didn't want to get involved with anyone, just to have a good future, where you wouldn't have to depend on anyone but yourself, and could enjoy all the things you loved so much, and which at that moment you had neither money nor time to see or do.

however, everything changed the last summer before you left for college.

maybe it was your hormones or that you had been consuming too many teen movies from the late nineties and the twenties, but your head was torturing you with all the things you had probably missed out on during your teenage years. the concept that study to earn a future was serious and clear, but college was on another fucking level. and if it wasn't at that time when you were living all those things that were so wrong, when would you do them?

parties, sex, alcohol, friends, drugs? well, maybe not drugs but definitely sex sounded great. and it looked even better. that's what you thought when you saw kang yeosang as you contemplated all your life decisions sitting in your window frame. yeosang, who was already in his first year at the art college you yourself were eager to attend - maybe a little influenced by the idea that he would be there - was walking out the side kitchen window of his house, which faced yours.

all those ideas that lately distracted you from studying for your last exam before graduating hit again, and almost drowned in the desire to go with him. so much that you considered stopping him in one fucking hop and force him to take you wherever he went - that, in fact, looked like he shouldn't be. but, making use of your worked mettle and control, instead of your whole body you opted to throw a little ball of paper at him.

"yeo!" it was a whisper, but a loud whisper. something useless to not to disturb the sleeping people, but enough to get his attention.

your relationship with yeosang was, to say something, plain. you were neighbors and he knew you existed, but that's where it ended. considering your quiet life, it was already a success that he would greet you in the street when passed by. but yeosang spent the whole last year at the university and you hardly saw him anymore, so the "relationship" you had was even more non-existent. and that led you to two conclusions: first, that it sucked; second, that you had almost nothing to lose. if he turned you down and made a fool of yourself, you wouldn't have to see him. wouldn't be practically neighbors and the university was too big… could even consider going to another one. but if you succeeded, fuck, would have fulfilled all your frustrated teenage desires at once.

the boy, somewhat lost for the sudden attack, searched for the reason for a moment until he found your figure sticking almost completely out of the window. the confusion could be read on his face even from your distance "what are u doing?" he asked.

"where're u going?" you return another question and he places both hands at his sides.

"i'm trying to do it quietly" he said, a little annoyed because the whispers weren't exactly sneaky. you bit your bottom lip, suddenly a little more nervous than before.

"lemme go with u" you ask, and can see perfectly how his eyes widen. yeosang never thought that you, the girl who watched everything quietly from afar and with a simple, boring but friendly smile, would want to slip away from home with him. what's more, from the way you looked, with giant horn-rimmed glasses and your hair in a messy bun, he'd say you were studying, even though it was saturday night.

the most obvious thing to do would be to laugh at you and leave, but yeosang came as close as he could to your window, climbing the short distance between your room and the ground thanks to a wooden panel that you used so that a climbing vine of pink flowers could reach your window. the surprise was huge, but you weren't going to complain because you heard the slats creaking. the fucking kang yeosang was climbing up to your window dressed in a black leather jacket and freshly dyed jet black. you were the fucking main character of a teen movie from the nineties.

"planning to come like this?" that time the voice was really low, but in your head it sounded almost like he was shouting at you. yeosang was inches away from your face, and you'd swear it was impossible but in the dim light of your lamp, he was even more handsome.

you denied softly, suddenly unable to utter a word as embarrassment drained you. your cheeks showed it, turning a cherry color that made yeosang laugh. when you saw his eyes sparkle, with a cute, shy smile filling his pale face with life, you almost fell on your ass, screaming and puking with excitement. all at once. you could have died from the raging tachycardia that such an angelic image was giving you.

"get dressed and i'll take you with me. i'll wait outside." had to shake your head to clear your mind of the thought of yeosang pushing you into your room, abandoning his intention of partying to devour you, so were able to react as you watched him climb away, careful not to break a leg for the foolish thing he just did.

he himself was a little embarrassed when realized the oddity of the impulse that followed as he climbed up the wooden planks to get a closer look at you. although he had to admit, he found you much more beautiful. no longer looked like a child, which was normal since you were no longer a little girl.

after allowing yourself to panic for a few seconds, for acting brave when you weren't, and for what had just happened, you pulled yourself together and did the best job possible with your outfit from that night, which must not have been that great because you don't even remember it, or maybe there were too many big things going on that night for you to remember that detail. when you were done, thought about imitating him; firstlooked out the window once more to find him down there tapping away on the phone. of course he was very attractive and double of course you wanted to look cool, but weren't stupid either, at least not enough to not break a bone for a guy. so you went down the stairs of your house as quietly as you could and met him under your window.

"how did you…?"

"used the door, yeosang."

he laughed again. probably because you used a sarcastic tone that made him feel a little dumb for the obvious, but you made him laugh for the second time in less than half an hour. it was quite an impressive feat, given that after years of being neighbors, the most you had ever said to him was thank you for opening the trash lid for me.

once in his car - because yes, even got to see him drive - he told you that he was going to, well, you both were going to a party thrown by a college friend of his, yunho or something like that. you were really nervous about showing up at a party with him, who was so amazing and unattainable, and suddenly meeting his college friends when barely knew yeosang himself, but that night had decided to play all your cards.

so, there you were, trying hard to make him laugh again, because his round cheeks and the sound of his laugh were the most beautiful and exciting thing you had ever experienced, not knowing that you were failing miserably and that he was just laughing at your absurd attempt, although he would let you know it a year later when you met him at the open day of your college's clubs. the curious thing is, even though he reminded you of the big fat crush you had on him, it was his way of reaching out to you again, just his way of really befriending you - probably because you were already more than over him thanks to wooyoung, but that's not the point.

without getting ahead of events, that night you gave your best performance in front of yeosang, and seemed like it was going wonderfully well until he left you in the charge of another friend of his, who was soon busy with that yunho guy hosting the party, to meet another girl. it was really too obvious, wasn't it? but you had reasons to feel that things were going well.

just imagine. all dolled up, gorgeous and confident - even yeo even admitted that you had grown up a lot, and looked very pretty that night - sitting in the passenger seat of yeosang's shabby old kia, as if you were cinderella in the pumpkin with your prince charming. yeo was everything anyone could dream of in a man: handsome, athletic, polite, intelligent. he even opened the fucking door for you and held your hand to help you get out of the car. if you didn't know he was exactly that way with everyone, you'd swear he was trying to impress you. even though you were already more than sunk in everything this guy could offer.

anyways, he wasn't into you at all. he thought you were cute and kind, but weren't his target that night. all his attention was focused on that other girl, of course gorgeous and totally out of any league except for yeosang, who also seemed very happy to see him. so you sat on one of the sofas in the house, bitter and alone, watching from below as those two guys talked and laughed with each other to try to distract you from the image of yeosang with this girl. even started to zone out, that's probably why you couldn't realize a shockingly handsome guy approaching your side.

"soooo you're the little weirdo who lives next to my best friend?" those were the first words wooyoung said to you.

okay, maybe you didn't like him from the very very first time you met him. in fact, you looked at him all pissed of, with a kind of funny but certainly disgusting smirk in your face, almost as if looking at the worst person in all of korea, but he didn't wipe that cocky smile off his face and sat down next to you, dropping all of his weight onto the couch at once.

"the fuck did u say?" you were too frustrated and shameless to shut up or cry with grief, so didn't hide how much of an idiot you thought he was. however, neither short nor lazy, wooyoung laughed loud and openly, putting an arm over your shoulders and pointing his finger at yeosang.

"aren't you his neighbor?" you nodded without wiping the uncomfortable grin from your cheeks, "then there's no doubt."

"'bout what?" cocking a eyebrow, crossed your arms in chest.

"u're the weirdo" he responded obviously.

"dude, u must be such an asshole to think u can say that to just anyone."

"don't get me wrong hun. just saw you here alone and wanted to say hello".

"okay, hello you asshole" wooyoung laughed at you again, "also, a weirdo? what's that for?"

"what would you call your snooping neighbor who keeps drooling over your bones?"

"yeosang said that!?" panic colored your face and ears red, but he denied it amusedly.

"of course not, yeo is too kind to call you that. the weirdo thing is my own creation."

"oh my god" you whine, he hummed in a big smile.

"not that bad. he said u were cute though."

"yeah, a cute creepy stalker" you thought aloud, putting both hands to your face, "god, go away. i need to be alone so i can drown in my own shame and u're annoying me"

"come on, u should try to be more gentle. i'm being friendly."

"no, you're not" replied, and you don't know it, but you were really funny to wooyoung, who barely hear you because your hands were shocking your words almost completely.

"yes! listen, just wanna help you out. stop watching him from distance. he's already fucked up with her" wooyoung slowly removed the hands from your face and almost didn't have time to look at his face, which was really close, because you followed the direction his index finger was pointing to you.

yeosang had already managed to get the girl within the same inches of him as when he climbed up to your window. you weren't the main character of any fucking movie, you were stupid to actually think that yeosang could notice his neighbor, who was just a some sort of cute stalker weirdo to him.

"oh, thanks for helping me feel like shit. i can see how friendly u are" turned your face sharply, suddenly noticing how close you and wooyoung were standing. almost on impulse and with an even more annoyed grimace, you flinch to find a spot where you don't have to share oxygen with him.

"stop getting me wrong, pretty! i'm saying you should, no, must focus your attention on someone more… open and at least as handsome as him" you sharpen your offended gaze at him, checking to see if there's even a hint of embarrassment on his face. he raised both eyebrows several times and held out his hand to you "jung wooyoung".

you were about to leave. figured it wasn't worth making a fool of yourself any longer, and that if you hurried, could order a cab without spending every last penny of your already empty wallet. but there was something about the boy's arrogant smile that caught your attention. so when you finally lend your hand, he took it carefully, and from the look on his face you could tell that he was a little surprised about you playing along. at least that's how you remember it. wooyoung assures you every time you both remember that night that he played it safe.

"pretty name, just as her owner" he mumbled without letting go of your grip, and then, as if a light bulb went on in your head - like his flirty ass wasn't being crystal clear about his intentions -, you could read what his eyes and, in fact, his entire body language were trying to say.

"are u flirting with me?" he let out a small chuckle and nodded, "wasn't i a weirdo?"

he shrugged and kissed the skin of your hand, "so i am".

it was right then and there, when his lips touched your skin for the first time, as if signing the most beautiful promise in the world, that you swore and swore that you began to love him. heart shrank in your chest, even told him yourself that day, late at night at the door of your house, after leaving the party together and spent hours driving around seoul in his car. in the end, it felt like a movie, and from then on, you spent your days loving wooyoung with purpose. although you might have lost a little bit of yourself along the way.

that's probably the reason why, two years later, you're absolutely sure that wooyoung fooled you so he could take hyunseo and her friends out alone, pushing you to a fucking university party with yeosang, whom you had lost an hour and a half ago, and instead of going to where that motherfucker is, kicking his ass and taking away the key to your apartment, you remain sitting in the same chair where you read the message - picture included - in which hyunseo confirmed that he wasn't answering you, because he was partying with her. it was almost hilarious that the first thing that came to your mind was that damned night when wooyoung had all his attention focused only on you, and made you feel really alive for the first time.

felt a horrible urge to cry, along with a great feeling of sorrow for yourself that were beginning to find familiar. if you weren't going to face it, you should at least try to find yeo and get out of there, but since you're too stupid to look out for yourself, just order two shots of vodka and take them one after the other, but evidently it wasn't enough to drown the pain away, so you order a third one. and you were about to drink it, when a hand touches your shoulder, causing you to turn your face to meet the one to blame for you not continuing your task of forgetting your sorrow with alcohol.

"long time no see!" it was a tall boy, black hair covering his forehead and eyes practically closed as he gave you a big smile. your face remained almost blank, in an nearly unconscious attempt not to give free rein to your tears "don't remember me?" you denied, he laughed "i'm san. we met about, what, two years ago? you were with yeosang, kang yeosang" you looked away for a second, as if the answer was somewhere else in the room, but strangely it worked. what a fucking coincidence, you thought.

"oh, yeah. u were with another guy…" you end up turning your body completely on the stool, which allowed you to be at his height thanks to how high your seat was to face the bar "minho was his name?" another laugh falls from his lips as he denies, taking the free stool next to you and sitting down. now he had the height advantage that belonged to him, and you realized he was a little taller than wooyoung.

"yunho" he reminds and you nod. you took a big breath of air, feeling bad beforehand about what were going to say to him.

"san, right?" he nodded this time "don't wanna be rude, but i'm not in a good time. don't feel like talking" his face went slightly off, biting his lower lip for a couple of seconds before speaking.

"sorry. just saw u here alone and wanted to say hello" as you hear those words leave his lips, closed your eyes slightly as you are overcome with a huge sense of deja vu. however, you focus on the sorrow that seems to reflect his tone of voice.

"it's fine. just not my day."

"maybe i can help? if you focus your attention on something different…. maybe, u'll feel better" you sigh, knowing that there is little you can do about what you are feeling right now, because you have been dealing with similar situations for quite some time now and are aware that right now, you feel like fucking shit.

averting your gaze from san once more, hugging the small glass full of vodka with your hands, you said "doubt there's anything you can do".

"c'mon, i'm sure there's something i can do to cheer you up. a pretty face like yours shouldn't be this sad" you look up at him suddenly, finding a sweet smile on his face.

"are u flirting with me?" you asked, he nodded with a small chuckle and held out his hand to you.

"see, since u didn't recognized me, let's start again. choi san" his grin turned pretty cocky, and shivers flowed down your skin as you give your hand to him too, and telling him your name. at this point, you knew that the deja vu wasn't just a feeling, but san almost made your jaw drop to the floor when he kissed the skin of your hand. nevertheless, san said "enchanted to meet u again".

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this fic had been in my drafts for a long time, but i really wanted to post something about woosan (and my yunho moment is hitting hard, so he must appear) >.< hope you like it a lot and enjoy reading it. all the loveeeee ♡

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Versace Crowned Prince | 🔥💕 ✧ A fashion weekend with the Prince of Versace, what more could you have asked for?

Stupid in Love | 💕 ✧  Perhaps they call it falling in love because you never truly stop falling.

Overstim | 🔥 ✧ Thinking about an over stimulated Hyunjin.

Makeout | 💕 ✧ A soft makeout session never hurt anyone.

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# COLOGNE

synopsis : Sunghoon and y/n’s break up was certainly the most unexpected thing thats happened on campus, to the point where they were the main topic of discussion for 3 weeks. Neither of them disclosed the reason of their relationship ending, but one thing was sure, they absolutely hated each other’s guts.

03. idk leave me alone

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Guilty [Hyunlix/Fem! Reader]

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🕯Summary: What's a little bit of teasing, when you're dating two most sexually driven men with the sheer need to ruin you.

🌹CW

Oral Sex|Blowjob|Cunnilingus|Wet & Messy|Reader Is Fucked Dumb|Degrading Kink|Poly! Hwang Hyunjin/Poly! Lee Felix|Cum Swallowing|Cumming In Pants|Embarrassment Kink|Squirting|Heavy Praise Degrading Talks|Aftercare

💌 This is a work of fiction, I by all means don't force ship anyone. They have the right to love whomever they want.

🍄Wordcount: 1.2K

"We shouldn't be doing this," you panted, hiding your face in the crook of Hyunjin's neck. "Oh, but why not, sweetheart?" Hyunjin teased, kissing down your neck. "Wouldn't you like seeing Lixxie's flustered expression?" he chuckled. You pursed your lips in a pout, "But," you mumbled, gripping the hem of his shirt. Hyunjin smirked, "Hm? But what?" he asked, stroking your hair. "It's embarrassing," you whined, knitting your eyebrows. 

A laugh bubbled from Hyunjin's chest, "Isn't that the point, sweet girl?" he asked, kissing your forehead. You gulped, hooking your chin over Hyunjin's shoulder to straddle him properly. Hyunjin hummed, "Aren't you just adorable," he cooed, tracing doodles on your back. You grumbled, rolling your hips at the idea plaguing your mind. "Come on now sweetheart, lay your back on my bare chest, hm?" Hyunjin coaxed, giving your waist a firm squeeze. 

You huffed, "Don't want to," you mumbled, nipping his earlobe. Hyunjin sucked in a hiss, "Brat," he chuckled darkly. Your eyes widened, hearing the slight gruff in his voice. Hyunjin smiled at your fearful figure, "Cute," he whispered, easily manhandling you into the desired position. You squirmed, trying to escape his tight hold but Hyunjin didn't allow you a single freedom gap. "Behave, sweetheart," he warned, hooking his arms under your thighs, forcing your legs apart. 

"No," you whined, tossing and turning your head. "Are you comfortable?" Hyunjin whispered, kissing the crown of your head down to your shoulders. You shuddered an exhale, "Yes, Hyunnie," you whispered back, blush tainting your cheeks at your attempt of being a brat. Hyunjin smiled, kissing your cheek, "Can you be a good girl for me and keep your legs apart?" he asked. You nodded, keeping your legs spread as he removed his warm hands from your thighs. 

"Such a sweet girl," he praised, trailing his palm down your chest to cup your breasts. You puffed out warm breaths, flinching now and then when his skilful fingertips grazed your hardened nipples. Hyunjin moaned, cupping your chest from under your top, "Don't they feel perfect, sweetheart? The way they fit in my palm," he whispered, licking your earlobe. You keened, arching your back into his touch, wanting more as your cunt clenched around nothing. 

Hyunjin hummed, trailing his free hand down your tummy to the hem of your panties, "What if I snap this?" he teased, lifting the elastic of your panties before letting go. Moans echoed in tandem with the smack, pleasure blurring with pain. You whined, rolling your hips. "Aww, so impatient," Hyunjin mocked, brushing your clothed cunt with his girthy fingers. A whimper slipped past your lips, riling Hyunjin more. 

"What's wrong, hm? Does your needy cunt need more?" he degraded, laying a blunt smack on your pussy. "Hhgh," you whined, feeling your hole drip more slick. Hyunjin hummed, tracing your swollen clit through the fabric, "Look," he said, bringing his drenched fingers towards your vision.  You mewled, "Hyunnie," you panted, body shivering as Hyunjin tugged your panties off. Hyunjin shushed you, circling your throbbing clit with his fingers, "Dirty, dirty girl," he grunted, pinching your sensitive nub. 

You muffled a yelp, tears of pleasure dripping down his skin. Hyunjin growled, throwing his head back when the curve of your ass snuggles aside his clothed bulge. "Too much!" you cried, quivering when his finger spread apart your folds, teasing the entrance of your hole. Hyunjin chuckled, pumping two lengthy fingers into your ribbed walls. A soft squeak got caught in your throat when Hyunjin thrust his fingers at a constant pace, curling them against the familiar gummy walls. 

Your legs trembled, pleasure buzzing under your skin, "Fuck," you mewled, throwing your head back against his shoulder. "There, there, right there please," you babbled, eye-rolling back. Hyunjin growled, cock throbbing at the lewd squelching of your cunt clenching around his fingers. You gasped, head feeling cloudy and light. Hyunjin clenched his jaw, prioritising your orgasm over his, "Cum, sweetheart," he encouraged, burying his face against your cheek, using his other hand to rub your aching clit. 

"Fuck. Me." you cried as your abdomen twisted, feeling something else threatening to burst. You squirmed, "Wait, wait, wait," you sniffled, arching your back. Hyunjin gruffed, speeding up his thrusts, wanting nothing more than to feel your cunt quiver around his fingers. A squeal echoed within the room, and your eyes shut tight from the pressure of Hyunjin's palm on your abdomen. "Cum-cumming," you babbled, squirting your slick. 

Hyunjin panted, stuffing his fingers into your gushing cunt as you came, "So tight," he whimpered, curling his fingers. You whined, hearing your heart pound in your ears as your cunt convulsed. The door swung open but neither of you noticed immediately. Felix growled, staring at the sight of Hyunjin's fingers buried deep into your pussy, "Did you have fun?" he glared. Hyunjin chuckled, pumping his fingers "Why don't you tell him, sweetheart?" he said, kissing your cheek. 

"So much fu-fun," you shivered, body quivering from the aftershocks. Felix inhaled deeply before letting out a needy whine, "You knew I wanted to make her squirt first, it isn’t fair," he sulked, kneeling in front of your pulsing cunt. "But the sweet thing was too tempting, prince," Hyunjin cooed, pulling out his fingers to Felix's delight. "She's so swollen," Felix sighed out, blowing against your sensitive clit. You whined, bucking your hips with the energy you had remaining. 

Felix smirked, noticing Hyunjin's throbbing bulge, "Such a pretty cunt and you haven't even filled her, hyung?" he teased, tugging down Hyunjin's boxers. "Our little sweetheart always comes first," he hissed, looking at the way the tip of his cock peeks from under your pussy. Felix hummed, darting his tongue out to swirl around Hyunjin's precum-dripping cockhead. "Fucking fuck," Hyunjin cursed, pulling you closer to his chest. Felix chuckled, wrapping his plump lips around his girth. 

Moans echoed from the three of you, pleasure burning in different degrees. Hyunjin grunted, nuzzling your shoulder as he nipped hickeys, "Lix, you're going to suck me dry," he groaned, getting close to his high. Felix hummed, stroking Hyunjin's cock in tandem. You wrapped your arm around Hyunjin's head, pulling his head towards your chest. "Holy shit," Hyunjin whimpered, his abs tensing as he came. Felix mewled, swallowing every last drop. He huffed a chuckle, digging his tongue between Hyunjin's slit. 

"Fu-fuck, Lixxie. You're killing me," Hyunjin keened, arching his back. Felix sat back, catching his breath, "Mind helping me, sunshine? I'm so close," he whispered, guiding your feet over his clothed cock. You nodded, pressing down on his bulge. Felix grunted, humping your feet until his orgasm took over him, "Ah, ah, ah," he panted, cumming in his pants. Hyunjin shifted, kissing your forehead, "How does a warm bath sound?" he asked, clearing his raspy voice. 

Felix nodded, undressing himself, "Absolutely perfect," he rasped, standing up to cup your cheeks. "I'm still salty, I missed the moment, sunshine. You're going to have to repay me for this," he teased, pulling you in for a gentle kiss. You giggled against his lips, melting into his warmth. Hyunjin rolled his eyes playfully, "Hurry up, the water is getting cold by the second," he fibbed, smiling at his lovers. Felix chuckled, "Yes, sir," he teased, lifting you from the bed. 

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Yiji’s Relationship with Stray Kids

stray kids addition au: yiji

→ VOCAL RACHA + 2/3 DANCE RACHA (VER.)

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𝙃𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙃𝙮𝙪𝙣𝙟𝙞𝙣

contact name 💬 hyunnie bun ( ◠‿◠ )

⠀↳ the two moons whose gravitational pull towards one another is too strong.. these two share a bond that even the gods envy, yet when they clash the emotions are destructive and lingering.

ʚĭɞ is it envy yiji feels towards hyunjin? or is she simply so adorned by his presence that it suffocates her insecurity? she feels conflicted and often guilty about her inner turmoil towards hyunjin but she truly would do anything for him.

ʚĭɞ unironically, as both hyunjin and yiji are members of the main dance unit, these two complement each others artistry really well. fans describe it as a “performers chemistry” when the two are together on any stage.

ʚĭɞ yiji has always been quite curious of hyunjin’s art hobbies and kinda follows him around the dorms like a lost puppy when he is painting. hyunjin thinks it’s really cute (which he will never admit becuase he know yiji will simply cease cause its cringey)  as it is her way of spending quality time with him.

ʚĭɞ despite their awkward nature, yiji and hyunjin have a lot in common. yiji has always been better with writing her feelings and sometime’s shares her poetry with him, in exchange he attempts to write little poems to share with her about his art.

ʚĭɞ the two of them have this unspoken thing will hyunjin will say he’s going out, usually to a cafe, sometimes an art event, or just on a walk for something he needs and yiji always tags along. he never asks her directly but she’s always there.

ʚĭɞ hyunjin feels deeply when it comes to yiji, meanwhile yiji tries hard to not to feel anything at all.. it’s an unrequited lovers trope; two people yearn deeply for one another yet they were continuously separated in their past lives.

fun fact 💭

it was hyunjin who actually came up with yiji’s producer name HAESUN. truthfully, he thought he was being funny/annoying by calling her sunsun but she secretly adored it. that’s why her producer ephtiet is very dear to her heart.

𝙇𝙚𝙚 𝙁𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙭

contact name 💬 smiley╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

⠀↳ everybody point and sob at the golden duo. “being with felix is like remembering how to breathe again.. you’re so happy that your stomach hurts from laughing”.

ʚĭɞ golden duo, also competitive gaming duo??? literally every decision between yiji and felix is settled with a quick, best of three versus in super smash brothers. who’s cleaning the dishes? 1v1. going back to the store to grab something one of them forgot? 1v1. chicken or steak for dinner? 1v1.

ʚĭɞ yiji likes to think she was naturally drawn to felix’s radiant aura back when the two were just trainee’s. she always felt like she could let down her walls, even for just a second.. he always made her feel safe enough to be herself and that intimacy has never faded.

ʚĭɞ somehow felix is the only one who can manage to get yiji to leave her room when she needs “enrichment in her enclosure time” aka, she has a genshin impact gambling addiction 😭 if there are no schedules, home girl could be couped up in her bed for hours, grinding quests, playing the events, and pulling on the banner.

ʚĭɞ and just when you thought jisung and yiji were loud, felix and yiji are on an entirely different level.. and so toxic HELP???. due to the amount of late night yelling and swears chan has them living apart in the new dorm arrangement specifically for this reason.

ʚĭɞ yiji was never a foodie until she met felix, honestly if it was up to her.. she is content eating the same meal multiple times a week but not on LEE FELIX’S WATCH. he loves dragging her to cafes and bakeries of all kinds, all those aesthetic pictures of felix drinking? yeah, yiji took those.

ʚĭɞ since the release of skz player, yiji has been desperate to co-produce a song with felix. she absolutely loves his voice.

fun fact 💭

when all of the kids and yiji to live in the same dorm, the two of them would often wander into the living room at night to play mario kart and one time the yelling got so out of hand they got a noise complaint 💀

𝙆𝙞𝙢 𝙎𝙚𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙢𝙞𝙣

contact name 💬 my prince (//∇//)♡

⠀↳ this girl is 101% whipped for kim seungmin and he doesn’t understand why. “kim seungmin, cuddle me right now”. “ah.. you are stressing me out already.. *gets up and cuddles her anyway*”. yiji loves him so much but unbeknownst to her, seungmin wishes he could always do more to show he cares.. he just struggles at navigating their relationship.

ʚĭɞ when these two first met, their relationship only existed out of forced proximity. it’s not that they necessarily disliked one another but rather neither of them felt inclined to get to know each other beyond schedules.

ʚĭɞ mhmm, kim “i know something is troubling you but i don’t know how to ask you about it” seungmin!! this boy buys yiji flowers constantly and it is the cutest darn thing (it’s like a little peace offering) sometimes he will even pretend like he has no idea who sent them but as soon as they’re alone he always apologizes saying, “i didn’t know which ones were in season so i just bought you all different types” :D

ʚĭɞ no one took seungmin getting his braces off as personally as yiji did, she was absolutely devastated. seungmin was like ??? honestly, in her eyes he just looked a lot more adult, like he was growing up too fast but these days yiji always reminds seungmin how much she loves his smile and he gets all shy about it hehe.

ʚĭɞ hyunminji are the unsuspecting trio of skz! from the outside, it doesn’t seem like yiji, hyunjin, and seungmin would spend as much time together but on their off days seungmin will the two in their dorms and the three of them will binge dramas and order take out. it’s really cute to kinda see them sprawled out on the sofa with open boxes of chicken and jjigae on the table.

ʚĭɞ yiji just has a heart full of love and adoration towards seungmin, he has no idea. despite their differences in age, yiji looks up to seungmin greatly and finds peace in their quality time. yiji finds that being emotionally vulnerable is alot easier when expressing her concerns to seungmin!

fun fact 💭

seungmin loves to pretend fight with yiji and it’s honestly the weirdest funniest thing ever.. he wouldn’t be caught dead showing her outright affection but instead just puts his fists up and starts throwing punches that don’t actually land?? sometimes though yiji is like 10/10 not in the mood for his antics and she will actually square up 💀

𝙔𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙅𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣

contact name 💬 lil innie ✌︎('ω'✌︎ )

⠀↳ if innie is stays fashionista boyfriend, then yiji is stays fashionista gf ♡ these two love taking ootds of each other

ʚĭɞ from the outside it may look like jeongin and yiji aren’t close but that is false! these two have such a wonderful bond, yiji just doesn’t baby him as much as the other members hehe

ʚĭɞ when it comes to jeongin, yiji cannot conceal her emotions.. she’s always just so proud of him and when he is extra hard on himself she will scold him!

ʚĭɞ these two are so sassy when they’re together, even chan doesn’t stand a chance (☝︎ ՞ਊ ՞)☝︎ and they are always laughing about something! it will be completely silent, they’ll give each other one look and start cackling

ʚĭɞ they are always on some b.s, unserious duo; for example, it could be 8 a.m and these two will be watching a horror movie, screaming like nobody’s business 😭 it is like they are in their own little world when they’re together

ʚĭɞ when they were trainees, jeongin was a bit intimidated by her (yiji has an insanely vicious resting bitch face) but now jeongin knows she is probably just daydreaming LMAO

fun fact 💭

jeongin is yiji’s croissant dealer?? like actually the plug for every carb she could ever dream of. when their schedules are packed (especially during comeback seasons) jeongin brings a little box of croissants with him in his bag 🥹

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STRINGS OF FATE, chapter one

You were going back to your room after spending so little time at the lake, usually you would stay there for at least half a day, or until curfew, or until they catch you there, but honestly, hearing all those cheeky songs and dances just ruined the mood for you.

You look at yourself through the glass door of the dorm, you’re drenched in water, and last time you got in like this you got detention for a whole day so maybe its not a good idea to enter just yet. Well, its not like anyone will see you if you’re quick about it.

So you get inside, making sure that no one else saw you, the drops of water getting on the floor, you just hope no one falls because of them. You call the elevator, smiling happily, your mission is complete! That is until you feel a cold presence behind you at least.

“you’re dripping everywhere.” you gasp, not expecting such an icy tone. You turn around, finding one of those villain kids behind you. You tilt your head to the side, trying to remeber where you saw him, he’s got big dark eyes, he’s so tall and his shoulders so broad that he is basically towering over you.

Oh. Of course you remember him, its Jungwon. That weirdo, son of the Fates. You gulp before turning around again, he kind of freaks you out to be honest, so its better to not really look at him. “I am aware, yes.” You say and silence falls between you two.

You wonder why is he here, this is not his dorm, nor are any of his VKs friends here. Still, you get on the elevator and he follow behind, the water still dripping on the floor. This is so awkward, you’re not used to this. “Did you.. uh, did you get lost?” you ask once the elevator comes to the floor of my room, i hear him grunt. “Unfortunately, no.”

He says, opening the door right in front of yours and getting in, slamming it right after. He’s really nice, uh.

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04/09/24 NEW MESSAGES FROM HERA !

[01:28] - in japan i had gone out for a stroll last year [01:28] - came across a thrift shop and fell in love with the number of grunge pieces they had. [01:29] - bought a few for myself but then i saw this one and thought of hyunnie [01:29] - when we came back, i thought i lost it in my luggage somewhere [01:30] - just found it almost a year later. [01:30] - but

[01:31] - he loves it.

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𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑺𝒊𝒙: 𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝑩𝒐𝒚

Summary: After doing a videos to do promotions for your upcoming album, your group mate tells you about a new side of the internet. You have no idea the chaos you and your group mates cause. Pairing: fanboy!Eric x fem idol!reader (Fey) x fem!Hyunjoon (Hwall) Side pairings: fanboy!Kevin x fem!Jacob (Jackie), fanboy!Sangyeon x fem!Younghoon x fem!Haknyeon, fanboy!Juyeon x fem!Hyunjae, fanboy!Sunwoo x fem!Chanhee (Chanhi) x fem!Changmin (Changmi)

Tropes: idol x fan, strangers to lovers, gender bend au  Genre: humor, smut, fluff  Rating: R 18+ 

Warnings: language, implications/mentions of sex, kissing, hyunjoon kleptomaniac era, lesbians Smut Warnings: groping, mentions of threesomes Word Count: 615

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Chapter 5 ➔ Masterlist ➔ Chapter 7

“Where’d this come from?” you ask, perched on your girlfriend’s lap, lazily playing with the necklace in question. 

Hyunjoon smirks slightly, holding your waist. “ Remember that pretty boy at the fan sign earlier?” she mumbles, pressing a kiss against your jaw. “ The blonde one that I flustered and you made panic?”

You gasp as her kisses linger and progressively get wetter, “mhm, he was really cute.”

“cute enough to bring him back home one day?” she chuckles.

You let out a slight whine, dropping the necklace in favor of holding onto Hyunjoon’s shoulders as if it’d help you stay sane. She lets one of her hands slowly drift higher until it’s cupping one of your breasts.

“You’re distracting me.” You whine, still leaving into the touch.

“Yeah? I think you can still answer a question, baby.”

“He was really cute. I’d bring him back home with us.”

Hyunjoon lets her other hand drift from your waist to grab a handful of your ass and hums at your response, lips still leaving wet kisses any place she can reach.

“The ring is his.” She admits, “Took it right off his finger when I was playing with them.”

You let out a whine when her fingers barely brushed against the edge of your covered folds. 

“His hands looked pretty with those rings on, didn’t they?” She muses further, “Couldn’t help but take one as a memento. after all… we wanna see him again.”

“H-hyunnie-“ You practically moan, trying desperately to get her fingers right where you want them.

“Hmm?” She hums, pulling back just enough to look at you through hooded eyes.

You surge forward and capture her lips. Hyunjoon lets out a surprised noise but happily lets you guide her to lay down on your shared bed as you control the kiss. Her hands fall back to your waist now opting to let your hands do the wandering. The ring on the necklace lies just at the base of her neck, right in the dip of her collarbone. Hyunjoon has almost always kept her hair in a short bob cut. Her short hair still falls out around her head in the most beautifully messy way you’ve ever seen. 

“I think it would look so pretty dangling in my face.” You giggle.

“Yeah? Around my neck or around his?” Hyunjoon flirts back.

You kiss her harshly before responding, “Right now? Yours.” 

You let your hand wander up to the base of her neck, hooking a finger around the chain of the necklace before tugging it. A small gasp escapes your girlfriend’s lips at the action. Your perfectly manicured fingers pick up the ring on the chain, and you slip it onto your pointer finger. It’s too big on you, but that only serves to give you an idea of how big that fan’s fingers are, considering it was placed on his ring finger when Hyunjoon swiped it. 

You let out a yelp when Hyunjoon flips you both over and has you pinned beneath her. The necklace now dangles in your face perfectly as if it was meant to hang there.

“Seriously, though, baby,” Hyunjoon says, her voice laced with arousal. Would you like to seek him out and have a little fun?”

You nod so quickly that it makes her chuckle and drop a chaste kiss on your lips, “ I want that… eventually… right now, all I want is you.”

Reaching up, you pull her down into another heated kiss by the chain of the necklace. 

“You’re in for it tonight, pup.” Her voice was almost dangerously laced with lust. The nickname makes you shudder and nearly melt. 

“As long as we get to have some fun.”

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a whirlwind of trouble.

ep 6 : curiosity kills who?

— where jiah finds out that jiwoong is around and that he has met hyunwoo already. what happens next?

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“ahyunnie! ahwinnie!” hyunwoo giggled as he ran towards his friends towards the entrance as he exited the small building, making the twins turn their head at the same time before running towards hyunwoo.

the three meet in the middle and giggle as they hold hands, walking back to the entrance where jiwoong stood.

san walks into the parking lot, making a bee line to the entrance once he sees hyunwoo and his bestest friends standing and conversing whilst a tall man stood behind them, guarding the three.

nearing the three kids, san’s eyes lands on jiwoong who stood before him, eyebrows raising in confusion once he sees a familiar man.

“dada!” hyunwoo greeted san and hugged his leg whilst san ruffled the child’s hair, making him giggle before jiwoong spoke.

“san?” jiwoong blurted out once they stood face to face.

san’s mind went blank, immediately thinking that jiah would hate to find this out, that jiwoong is just around the corner with twins, with twins!

“oh hey.” san greeted jiwoong with a slight smile, feeling hyunwoo’s tiny hand hold onto his bigger one.

“living the dad life huh?” jiwoong said as he looked down at hyunwoo, smiling when he and hyunwoo meet eyes.

san smiles uncomfortably, not wanting to say that hyunwoo is his when in fact, hyunwoo is jiwoong’s.

“dada, go home?” hyunwoo asked whilst pulling on san’s hand to catch the man’s attention. this makes the man look down on hyunwoo before crouching down, carrying him in his arms before he answered the kid.

“mhm, gonna go home to mamas and dadas.” san told the kid who smiles cheekily, “have a surprise!” hyunwoo makes a secret motion at him before jiwoong cleared his throat, hands holding ahrin’s and ahyun’s tiny hand.

“well san, the twins actually wanted to know if hyunwoo wanted to go on a playdate with them? it was just a topic, no final decision yet.” jiwoong says to san, trying not to scare the man away since he himself wants to get to know the tiny kid.

san blinks a few times before pursing his lips, he looks over to hyunwoo who also blinked at him.

“hyun-ah, do you want to?” he asked the child carefully.

hyunwoo visibly thinks about it before nodding, “want to, dada!” he says with a dimpled smile.

this has jiwoong and the twins smiling before the two girls cheered in excitement.

“you could set up a date whenever, we can just talk about it over the phone if you’d like.” jiwoong says whilst slipping san his calling card at work.

san’s eyes land on the calling card, eyes running through the name kim jiwoong, executive director.

looks like your dad’s a director, hyun-ah. san thought before smiling and nodding at jiwoong, “i’ll be sure to message you once i ask his mum.” san says to him before hoisting the kid further up his waist when hyunwoo gets a little heavy in his grasp.

“dada, want to go home now.” hyunwoo says clearly, expressing his wants which has jiwoong smiling.

“hyunwoo-yah, ahrin and ahyun needs to go home too.” jiwoong says whilst smiling at him, an endearing one which has san slightly worried.

hyunwoo pats san’s shoulder to put him down, immediately hugging his twin friends with a cheeky smile.

“bye bye! gonna bwing candies tomowwow!” hyunwoo says while giggling, making the two girls giggle back before nodding. “we bring cuppy cakes!” ahyun says excitedly whilst the two cheer.

“owkay, bye bye!” hyunwoo says as san picked him up, waving at ahyun and ahrin before he looked over at jiwoong, bowing his head at the man before waving.

“bye woo!” “bye hyunnie!” the twins said to hyunwoo before jiwoong took them both to his car.

upon reaching san’s car to which he immediately buckled the kid into his carseat that everyone takes turns and uses whenever they pick hyunwoo up.

san questions hyunwoo once he starts driving them out of the parking lot.

“hyun-ah, is that ahyun and ahrin’s dada?” he asked whilst taking a look at the rear view mirror, briefly looking at hyunwoo who nods at him.

jiah’s not going to like this, san thought before nodding at hyunwoo.

“what? what do you mean he has twins and he’s in the city?” jiah said in shock once she and san were alone in the living room whilst hyunwoo ran off after greeting his mama.

“well, he is and he’s pretty successful too.” san says to her whilst reaching into his pocket for jiwoong’s calling card before handing it over to her.

jiah’s eyes rake through the calling card just like how san did when he received the card, “is that really supposed to make me feel better?” jiah exclaimed loudly before she looked back up at san.

“what if he finds out about hyunwoo and i? what if he finds out hyunwoo is his? what if he takes hyunwoo away from me? i don’t think i could handle—“ jiah rambled on and on before san shushed her with a hug, squeezing the lady before he spoke.

“don’t think about that, darling. you have nothing to worry about, and besides, the other are here for you and hyun.” san says to jiah before pulling away right before hyunwoo walked into the living room.

san looks at jiah with knowing eyes before hyunwoo pulled jiah away from him, holding onto his mom’s leg before she took him in her arms, letting things settle in that jiwoong, hyunwoo’s dad, is literally just an arm length away from them.

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