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blu-joons · 3 years

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When He Carries An Item Specifically For You ~ Monsta X Reaction

Shownu:

You were lost in a daydream, scratching at the skin on your lip whilst the two of you waited for your lunch to arrive to your table. “Y/N,” Hyunwoo spoke, waving his hand over your face, “this might be of use to you jagi.”

Your eyes looked down to see him sliding a lip balm across the table for you to use. “This is yours, are you sure you want me to use this one?” You questioned, only for his head to shake.

“I’ve got my one in the bottom of my bag, but I always carry an extra one just in case, for you,” he announced, taking his own out and applying a thick layer to his lips.

You did the same, staring across at him in awe. “How many other things do you have in that bag of yours just for me? You’re not Mary Poppins, are you?”

“Of course not, I just know what you’re like for needing things you don’t have,” he continued to joke, laughing away to himself. “And not having them on you too.”

Your eyes rolled, sheepishly holding your hand back out to him. “Will you keep this in your bag for me?” You blushed, “I don’t want to lose it on me.”

“Absolutely, you didn’t even need to ask, I’ll add it to the other bits I have.”

“What other bits do you have in there for me?” You inquired.

“When you need them, then you’ll find out.”

Minhyuk:

The panic that came with walking through the streets in the winter was something that Minhyuk spotted very quickly in you. “Look how beautiful you look,” he spoke when you entered the coffee shop, flustered.

You looked across only to notice him holding a pocket mirror for you to look back in. “Where did you even get that from?” You asked, adjusting your hair and makeup so that it was perfect again.

“I just know what you’re like, never a hair out of place or a smudge of your lipstick,” he teased, spinning it around as soon as you were finished looking at yourself.

You scoffed loudly as Minhyuk checked his own reflection, moving the strands of his fringe back to where they needed to me. “And you tell me I’m the vain one?”

“You are, but whilst the mirror is out, it would be rude for me not to use it,” he spoke, refusing to look away from his reflection until his hair was perfect too.

Your eyes continued to stare at him as he placed the mirror away. “Are you really sure you carry that for me, and not at all for you Minhyuk?” You joked.

“Of course, everything that I carry is for you, it’s just a bonus when I can use it too.”

“Do you really think I’m going to fall for that?” You sighed.

“I was hoping so…a little bit.”

Kihyun:

A loud groan came from you as you ran your hands through your hair, feeling how knotted it was after your long journey out of town. “Give me a moment,” Kihyun suddenly announced, searching through his bag.

When his hand emerged, the last thing you expected to see was a hairbrush in his hand. “Ki,” you sighed, chuckling in relief that once again he’d somehow managed to come to the rescue.

“Turn around, and I’ll do it,” he instructed, taking your hair behind your shoulders, carefully running the brush through it, trying his best to avoid tugging the knots.

You couldn’t hide the smile on your face as Kihyun cautiously brushed through your hair until it was untangled and bouncing again. “You did such a good job of it.”

“The many hours I’ve spent playing with your hair before we sleep has paid off,” he mused, running his hands through it one more time to make sure it was perfect.

You too couldn’t help but smile as you noticed the proud smile that he wore, admiring his hard work on your hair, “you might have a permanent job going here.”

“I would never say no to it, I always enjoy whenever I can play with your hair.”

“Even when it’s as knotty as it was just then?” You challenged.

“Definitely, all it needs is a little more care.”

Hyungwon:

Your hands tapped around in your pocket, desperate to find the pen you were convinced you had on you to sign the forms. “Hang on,” Hyungwon spoke from behind you, reaching into his own pocket, pulling a black pen out.

Hyungwon handed it over to you instantly, noticing how panicked you were by how scribbled your signature was. “You really saved my life just then; I didn’t realise you had one on you.”

“You never know when you’ll need a pen, although apparently it comes in quite handy when you’re dating someone incredibly forgetful,” he teased, taking it back from your grasp.

Your eyes rolled, hitting gently against his arm, “I was convinced that I picked one up and put it in my pocket before we left the house, I don’t know what happened.”

“I always have one on me for that reason, I’ve helped many people out on the trains with crosswords and things,” he informed you, “that’s why people love me.”

Your hands pressed to either side of his face, “I’m pretty sure people love you for a lot more than just your pen carrying skills, I can think of many things.”

“I don’t suppose you mean to say for my handsome face, do you, love?”

“That might be one of many reasons,” you teased back at him.

“It’s alright, I already know it’s your top reason.”

Jooheon:

His hands fell onto your hands, noticing the way you rubbed them together to try and generate some warmth. “I’ve got something for you,” Jooheon whispered beside you on the bus, unzipping the front pocket of his bag.

Your eyes studied him closely, letting go of a quiet gasp when he pulled a pair of gloves out, placing them on your hands for you. “These are perfect, but when did you even buy these?”

“A little while ago, I thought I’d prepare for winter, but then I remembered how badly you feel the cold, so I thought we could match instead,” he smiled back at you.

You continued to watch on as he pulled out another pair of gloves, placing them onto his hands. “I thought you always said you didn’t want to be a cliché couple?”

“I can make a few exceptions, and these gloves are far too cosy for us not to,” he smiled, zipping his bag back up and placing it in between his legs safely.

Your head moved across to rest against his shoulder gently. “I agree, my hands are toasty and warm now, and that’s all thanks to you and your kind heart.”

“Good, now hold my hands for extra warmth jagi, we’ve got to keep you warm.”

“Aren’t your hands going to get too warm though?” You fretted.

“Don’t worry about me, just worry about you.”

I.M:

As your hands moved your hair out of the way yet again as you flicked the page over, trying your best to read the top line. “Y/N,” you heard Changkyun call out, looking across to see him holding out a hairband for you.

You happily took it from him, tying your hair back into a bun, surprised by how quick he was to hand one over. “I didn’t know you had one so handy,” you chuckled across to him.

“I’ve learnt it’s best to always have a band on me,” he smiled back at you, admiring how different you looked. “I know how often your hair gets in the way, so I’ll be the solution.”

Your smile grew at the sentiment behind his thought, “I never realised you paid such close attention, are sure it doesn’t hurt your wrist carrying a band around it?”

“I hardly know it’s there,” he assured you, moving his remaining bracelets around, “but I know it’s there enough to always have it handy for when you need it.”

Your hand reached across for his, closing your book for the time being. “That’s adorable, although I’m pretty sure I’ve seen this tied in your hair too.”

“I might’ve stolen it a couple of times as well, it comes in handy for me as well.”

“Your hair really is getting long Kyun,” you noted back at him.

“I’ll be competing with you soon enough.”

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euphoricsunflowers · 3 years

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addict — lee minhyuk

a/n: yes this blog is on hiatus but i am weak and if someone asks for sub mx content no one else is gonna step up to do it so ig i gotta 😤😤 im mostly kidding anon i hope this helps you in your drought of minhyuk!!

word count: 1k

content: sub!minhyuk, dom!afab!reader, well i mean it’s not explicit but he does as reader to ride him, teasing, kissing, marking, riding le dick, ✨eye contact✨

minhyuk heaves out a heavy sigh, relaxing into your hold as your hands cup his cheeks endearingly. you’ve got this smile on your face that leaves him stunned, wondering how he got so lucky to be yours. his hands rest at your hips as his eyes gaze so deeply into you that you’d think he was in a trace (maybe he was).

he adores every inch of you. even when his teasing words are a little more cruel than usual, he’s still just completely enamored. he watches you intently with his own little smile, only you in his vision and on his mind, “i should sit on your lap more often, minnie. you’re never this quiet.”

“you’re even prettier up close,” he murmurs, “let me take a second to admire you.”

“take as many seconds as you please, in fact, please do keep your eyes on me,” your words are soft yet commanding and his heart jumps when he notices out of his peripherals that you’re moving your hand closer to his crotch and suddenly you’re teasing him with light little scratches on his inner thigh that have him shivering, “good boy.”

he likes praise. for how much of a demon he could be, he loved praise far too much for his own good. it was often your best weapon. today he was so docile though, it would be cruel to overuse your best weapon.

so you setting for teasing, getting off his lap to sit in between his legs and lean in to kiss him. and minhyuk is anything but a boring partner, so he kisses back with fire. there’s an intense and passionate lover inside of him that just needs to be brought out. out he comes.

he bites your lip as he pulls away, smiling ear to ear as you both collect your breath. you hold his jaw with one hand so you can angle his face away, giving yourself perfect access to his pretty jawline and neck, “i think you have an obsession with giving me hickeys, lover. this is an addiction,” he says.

“but why would i not be an addict for you?” you ask, and he rolls his eyes, trying to be subtle about how he’s feeling you up but he can’t, “seems like i’m not the only one with a problem.”

“you’re talking a little too much,” he comments, making you chuckle dryly, “ride me, please?”

and suddenly you’re all too eager to go back to leaving hickeys on his neck to gleefully avoid his request. making him whine is life’s greatest pleasure. your lips are soft but your teeth are harsh, and every time you bite he whimpers and every time you suck on the wounds you leave he flinches. with those gorgeous reactions, who wouldn’t adore him?

“please? baby please- i’m so needy for you,” he pleas as you’re undoing the buttons on his shirt to kiss and mark his chest, “i’ll eat you out! you can sit on my face or i’ll get on my knees and i’ll make you feel so so good and then you can ride me and i know you like being on top of me just-”

“you’re talking a little too much, min,” you respond sassily, cutting him off with a smirk that makes his stomach flip as he gazes up at you, still unable to take his eyes off of you, “but you’re lucky I’m the nice one in this relationship.”

his eyes light up as you both undress as quickly as possible, both in a rush to get your hands and lips back on each other. his hands setting on your wait and yours wrap around the crook where his neck meets his shoulders, ready at any moment to turn things up a notch, and he’s all here for it.

you take his cock in your hand, giving him a lot of lazy but long strokes, enough to practically torment the poor guy, “beg for it.”

“please ride me, please. i want to be inside you so badly it’s killing me, please i’ll do anything, i’ll be your good boy just-“ you adjusting to finally sink down on his cock is enough to cut off his rambling, “o-oh, oh fuck-”

“my good boy,” you murmur as you take a deep breath, trying to acclimate to the feeling, but your focus is always on him, “you already look fucked out min, you’re so pretty.”

“i cant- i can’t help it. you feel so good around me,” he groans, his voice becoming weak when you start to move a little bit. just some soft rocking movements with one of your hands on your clit rubbing slowly.

his eyes flutter closed as he attempts to take it all in, but your hand on his cheek makes him wonder why and thus opens his eyes again, “you gotta keep your eyes on me. i wanna watch you fall apart.”

“it won’t take long-” he whimpers from a particularly harsh movement of your hips, but it makes you moans so he doesn’t really care. break his dick for all he cares, “i’m a mess for you.”

“i can… see that,” you whisper. you both fall a little silent in terms of words, but it’s all made up for in the close contact and moans and sighs and more. you can tell exactly how the other is feeling without a word.

the first tell is that his face scrunches up a bit when he gets close, so you could tell the feeling was really building when his face gave it all away. the second tell is the harsh grip on your waist, like he was holding onto his last bits of restraint, that would definitely lead to bruises if you didn’t stop you (you don’t). the final tell is the way he starts to fall apart, he shakes and he trembles.

his eyes close right before it hits him, but you’re sure to remind him that he’s gotta keep his eyes open and on you just in time to watch him fall apart, and i mean truly fall apart. he makes a face you’d see in porn or hentai, if only for the fact his eyes weren’t rolled back. he sticks his tongue out and his whole expression is just erotic. and you’re not too far behind him.

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huihuiheart · 3 years

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Kinktober D31: Honeymoon - Minhyuk (MX)

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Pairing: Minhyuk x Fem! Reader

Genre: Fluff, Implied Smut

Summary: You both had a love for Halloween and for each other, so what could be better than a Halloween wedding?

Warnings: Wedding themes, implied smut, kinda vampire themes, kind of roleplaying, implied shower sex, biting.

Word Count: 651

Your now-husband spun you one last time as the song came to a close on your last first dance, the red stain pooling at the bottom of your dress flowing in the light. Looking around the now empty venue while everyone waited outside to send you both off to your honeymoon, you take it all in one last time. Minhyuk standing behind you, hands on your hips and face nuzzled against your neck, much like how you both had been posing with each other throughout the course of your wedding day. A little quirk of dressing up like vampires for your Halloween wedding. Stepping out of his hold so you can turn to him you slip your hand into his before leaning in for a kiss before deciding it was finally time to go.

Minhyuk guided you out the doors where everyone was lined up in their costumes cheering and throwing candies and glitter over you both as you walked past them all. Your husband getting the car door for you and helping you get in with your dress before getting in himself to drive off. The flight to your final honeymoon destination wasn’t until the next morning, so tonight he was driving you both over to the city that the airport was in and to a hotel where he had reserved a room for you both tonight.

“You can just rest up love, I’ll make sure we get there okay,” Minhyuk assures you, watching how your body settles in the seat exhausted from the day. Encouraging you to rest and recover while he drives, smiling a little to himself when he notices that you fell asleep.

Only moving you when you both arrive, coming to carry you out of the car after getting your room keys so he can get you into the room. Gently setting you down onto the bed as you start to stir, before going back down to get your overnight bags for while at the hotel tonight. Only to find you sitting there awake waiting for him. Minhyuk is unable to help himself as he walks over to give you another sweet kiss, staying close enough to let you admire the glitter now sticking to his skin as it catches in the light.

“You wanna get in the shower and wash up? I have your stuff.” Minhyuk suggests not mentioning anything else as he still sees some exhaustion on your form. Hearing you hum in agreement he moves to start unpacking until you grab hold of his arm and tug him back around to face you. Gripping his tie to tug him in for the most heated kiss you’ve shared today and guiding him towards the bathroom with you.

“If I’m going to shower then you’re going to come with me.” You insist, hands already pushing his jacket off his shoulders while his hands move around you to unlace your dress for you. The two of you are so enamored with each other that you’re distracted from where you’re going and in effect stumble into things as you both move around and focus on undressing each other. Glitter falling off your clothes and further sticking to your skin only increases your need to get into the shower. Neither of you is in a rush though, you’re busy enjoying the way his lips dance over your neck nipping and sucking in a way that lets you know he still has the fake fangs on. It almost makes you giggle until they bite down a little more and you moan instead. Minhyuk snickering as you both stumble under the stream of warm water where he’s swift to press your body against the cool tile repeating his actions against your neck.

“You know, maybe it was a good thing I left them on. You really seem to be enjoying this. Maybe I should see what else you enjoy too.”

#kinktober 2021 #monsta x imagine #monsta x x reader #monsta x smut #minhyuk imagines #minhyuk smut #minhyuk x reader

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shiningstar-byulxx · 2 years

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WITH LOVE, TILL ETERNITY

BTOB LEE MINHYUK X FEMALE READER

GENRE - MILITARY / SADNESS / ANGST / SWEET

REQUESTED - NOPE

TYPE - SHORT~ISH

SYNOPSIS - Having a military husband can be hard sometimes and that knowing that there will be many sacrifices that are bound to happen, but Y/N didn't think it would be that soon.

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DISCLAIMER

> I don't own btob nor Minhyuk

> I don’t really know 100% about military rules, or things so please do not come for me >.< I did some research, but not enough because I really wanted to publish this. Just let me know if I need to change certain aspects about the military rules. ^^ Much appreciated.

> Mentions of war; sounds of bombings, or guns.

> Mentions of death; grave, cemetery, ghost

> Slight super natural

> Please do not take this to heart

> These imaginative stories does not reflect what Minhyuk is truly like in real like

> Please do not copy my work without any permission and at least have the decency to ask first before anything

> Enjoy reading!

©shiningstar-byulxx

As all the soldiers looked towards their general sergeant who was looking lovingly towards his newly wedded wife. Feeling sorry towards their sergeant who was only married for a couple of weeks and now have to go into a battlefield where they wouldn’t know what the outcome would be. They turned back to their sergeant’s wife who was showing so much sadness in her face due to her newly husband having to leave her so soon after only a few weeks together being married.

As they finally departed from each other. Minhyuk looked back towards his wife and said “Don’t worry I will come back safe and sound” whilst giving her a reassuring smile. Y/N looked towards him with glossy eyes plastering around her face whilst saying back “I will wait for your return!” As streams of tears began to fall from her glass eyes whilst waving softly towards her husband… Minhyuk wished he could stay with his wife side, but he knows that he has to perform his duties as a sergeant.

Y/N watched as her husband leaded his troops away and watched as the truck left the grounds. As she no longer seen the moving vehicle her legs finally gave up and she falters down to the rocky, sandy, and ashy ground. Y/N began to sob whilst holding her stomach. As other soldiers wife’s watched the scene unfold feeling sorry towards Y/N who was only just married not too long ago. Eventually one of the soldier’s wife walked towards Y/N and hugged her whilst reassuring that Minhyuk will come back home.

Y/N kept crying whilst thinking to herself “Please come back to us safe and sound Minhyuk… Our baby needs to have their dad!” Y/N clutches toward the soldier’s wife open arms whilst sobbing till her heart content.

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Time Skip~

As a few months passes Y/N stomach began to produce out more. Y/N looked towards the other side of her bed only to be met with the same reality that her husband wasn’t here and not being able to feel his warmth and loving arms. She gentle raised up and sat herself up from her bed and leaned against her headboard. Y/N caressed her little belly whilst speaking “My little Angel… I hope you won’t hate your dad for not being here… Please be healthy and safe when you come out into the world… Your dad will be happy… When you’re older I’ll tell you daddy and mummy’s love story” As she said that she looked towards her newly arrived wedding photo being displayed in front of her.

Y/N fiddles with wedding ring feeling of anxiousness but feeling scared as she doesn’t have Minhyuk by her side through her pregnancy. She looked towards her stomach once again and whispered encouraging words to herself whilst softly patting her stomach “I will never give up for you” Y/N smiles to her stomach which her little Angel had kicked were her hands was situated feeling a sense of joy knowing that her baby is safe.

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Time Skip~

As sounds of cry could be heard in Minhyuk and Y/N’s shared bedroom. Y/N wanted to give up as she felt useless that her baby has not arrived yet, but as well as not having her husband by her side through this process…she felt lonely. She kept thinking about Minhyuk.

Her mother-in-law softly held her hands and encouraged her daughter-in-law to keep going and that she is being strong and that Minhyuk will be proud of her. With those words Y/N continued to push through as the background was littered with many distraught sounds hencing it was still war.

But as strong cries were heard Y/N looked towards her mother-in-law who only gave her teary eyes with a grateful smile whilst saying “Y/N~ah you did it! You gave birth to a beautiful baby boy! Thank you for giving me a grandson!” Y/N could only give her mother-in-law a smile…feeling exhausted from her labour as her eyes were going to close, she felt small hands touching her face whilst small cries could be heard, but it had started echoing through Y/N’s head unable to stay awake she started closing her eyes slowly… Many voices started to scatter which Y/N only could make out“hurry!….quickly!” But suddenly the sounds started to muffle quickly then darkness immediately over took her body.

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Time Skip~

Distraught cries could be heard throughout the green scenery full of flowers and many sheen stones plastered everywhere around the fresh grounds. As people surrounded two grave stones. Many showing their condolence to the two people many saying their praises towards the dead. Many spoke about their relationships with them, some speaking about their love for their friends, family, and others, some speaking about their achievements.

As they all watched as the soldiers fired their guns to show appreciation and thanking one of the dead for their duties. Following their major’s calls. After the funeral many people began their separate ways except for some who wanted to say their private conversation with the dead.

The group of soldiers saluted towards one of the graves. A commanding and authoritative voice spoke “On behalf of the army, but as well as your unit we like to thank you for your service!”. Many soldiers saluted towards the grave once again and was able to leave the premise with permission from their newly appointed major after the war had finished.

As they all left the cemetery the major turned towards his wife who had her hands clasp and eyes closed and said gently “Y/N~ah let’s go my love. Min Joon is waiting for us at home, and we can’t let mother get all the joy and fun” As he watched as Y/N turned around and gave him a soft smile which he returned softly. As Y/N walked towards her husband he held out his which she accepted gently. As the young, wedded couple strolled out from the cemetery, she thought to herself as Minhyuk began to speak to her about the activities he wants to do with Min Joon when he will get back home which consists of a lot of cuddling, making him smile and putting him to sleep.

Whilst Y/N thought to herself about the other grave “I wanted to thank you for comforting me when I needed it the most, I wished that we would’ve known each other more, I wished you’ve told me about your troubles I would’ve helped you more… Hopefully in my next life I’m able to return the favour to you…. Thank you, my friend…” As she turned back towards Minhyuk who had stars in his eyes smiling towards him full of love.

As the young, wedded couple left the grounds two figures watched with relief and happiness for them. The figures clasped their hands together and ascending back to heaven due to completing their mission of helping their friends have their happy future which they never had in their past life. Feeling glad they managed to turn back time to help their beloved friends who hasn’t remembered them fully, but glad they had their happy ending after all they were perfect soulmates who had tragic experiences in their past life.

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foenixs · 3 years

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*crack knuckles* i’m in mx mood, thanks a lot fiona, can i please get a reaction where y’all in public and just chilling and then 👀 you touch them out of nowhere 👀 hmmm, let’s say in a restaurant and while you two waiting for food, he’s talking about his days and you just,,,, touch him. ☺️ i wanna see them boys gets flustered when you casually touch em in public skdhdjsms FOR ALL THE BOYS PLS *grabby hands* THANK YOU 💖 -cheating 🕺🏻

Monsta X reaction to You Touching Them in Public

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includes- sub!Monsta x x dom!reader (Minhyuk's part if for a female reader, the rest is gender neutral), public play

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Shownu

You sneak up behind him, letting your hand slip under his shirt and rest on his chest as you bend down to leave a kiss on his cheek. He jumps to the side, your cold hands surprising him, diverting his attention from the mobile game he was playing.

Letting out a laugh you turn his chin with your pointer finger, laying a deep kiss on his lips. He wants to pull away, knowing that you two could get caught at any moment, but he couldn’t. Your lips tasted like cotton candy and your breath fanned against his cheeks like a warm summer breeze.

You let one hand dance around his nipple, lightly twisting it between two fingers as your other hand glides down to his crotch. Massaging his bulge, he groans into the kiss, one hand cupping your cheek to deepen the embrace.

“Uhhh- hyung?”, Shownu jumps up in fright, his red face turning to look at Changkyun, who was standing in the doorway with a raised eyebrow.

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Wonho

Your hand lays still on his thigh under the dinner table as you stroke a conversation with Shownu. It was a simple touch of claim, but it drove him crazy beyond belief. He was twisting in his seat, sweating, his hand coming to rest on top of yours to calm himself down.

When Shownu bends his head down to eat, you throw a questioning glance over to your boyfriend. He could read the judgement in your eyes and smirk and he knew it was hopeless to fight his desire.

“I drank too much water, I’m gonna go to the toilet”, he declared, getting up from his seat.

He knew you couldn’t stand when he escaped your grasp, but his boner grew harder to hide and he’d rather take your punishment over the embarrassment of cumming in front of his friends.

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Minhyuk

imagine you're changkyun

It was a game between you two, seeing who could embarrass the other more in public. You’d pull his pants up so his bulge would get accentuated and he’d do the same to your shirt.

You were waiting for the perfect opportunity as he stood in line in front of you to order a coffee at Starbucks. Right as he steps towards the counter you squeeze the fabric of his jeans, but instead of laughing like he usually does he falls dead quiet, forgetting how to talk as the barista loudly clears her throat.

You step up next to him, ordering for the both of you, noticing the deep shade of red that his cheeks were tainted in as you give him a questioning side eye. Your gaze falls down upon his pants and you notice the growing reason for his embarrassment. His bulge was more prominent than usual, the outline of his hard cock being more than visible in his tight pants.

Quickly picking up your order you drag him out of the store, both of you having learned a valuable lesson.

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Kihyun

It was really his fault, he had been teasing you all day, from licking his lips to grazing your butt with his hand. He did everything to get you to snap and you had enough of his silly games.

Hugging him from behind while he was waiting backstage for a performance you place on hand right around his neck, choking him as you breathe into his ear. He gulps down, trying to escape your grasp as he doesn’t want anyone to notice what you were doing, but you tight grip keeps him close.

“Don’t ever tease me in public again or I will fuck you so hard you’ll pass out.”

You could feel him shivering under your grasp, the warning turning him on more than he’d like to admit. Pulling away you chuckle as he tries to readjust his pants.

Your words lingered in his head and he had to mentally slap himself to stay focused on the lyrics as he was performing with a boner in front of thousands of people.

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Hyungwon

He couldn’t stop goofing around, making everyone think he was high, as your hand rubbed him over his jeans. Though he was trying to deflect the attention from what you were doing to him, his unusually loud demeanour had the exact opposite effect.

Everyone was staring at him, making him melt into the seat further as your motions grew blunter and faster with every minute. He had to use all of his strength not to moan out your name.

Feeding him with your free hand you find a way to shut his mouth so the other members would go back to talking amongst themselves.

You lean against his shoulder, nestling your nose in his hair so the members couldn’t see you whispering in his ear.

“Why so nervous Wonnie? I’m barely getting started.”

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Jooheon

He was drowning in your attention, eating it up like it was his last meal. Every touch of you made him feel loved and gave him a sense of belonging. No matter here you were, he needed to have your hands on him, holding his hand, stroking his thigh, brushing through his hair.

If you ignored him for too long he’d take your hand and move it to his lap, showing you how much you affected him. He twists his head, throwing you a pout as you massaged his bulge just a little too slowly.

Worries about getting caught? Never. He loves it when you make him cum right in front of his members.

He’s so easy to break, so easy to control. Every little touch drives him insane and makes him crave more as he melts into you.

“Please, touch me more, I’ll behave and not make a sound, I promise.”

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Changkyun

Two people could play the game he started. He was rubbing over his neck all day, reminding you of the activities of last night. The hickeys that were barely covered by his shirt were exposed to your sight as he tucks on the fabric.

You walk up to him, placing one hand against his chest as you push him into a wall, leaning in to whisper against his lips. Your right hand moves down his body to grab his cock firmly, having him groan out and sink down into your palm.

“You love being a tease, don’t you?”

It was a rhetorical question, but he smirks anyway.

“Oh baby, you might be confident now, but you have no idea what I’ll do to you as soon as we get home. This time you won’t be able to cover up the marks that I will place so generously on your body.”

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Trust Fall ch. 7 | Lee Minho

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Pairing: Lee Minho/Lee Know x Reader

Summary: One heart begins to succumb to certain feelings, but the second one is on the verge of doing the same. However, certain walls and defenses are still sturdy, and breaking it down is not as easy.

Genre: Secret agent/spy au, romance, angst, action

Word count: Approx. 5.2k

Warnings for this chapter: Characters drinking (but literally nothing happens, and it isn’t too detailed!)

A/N: Whew, sorry for the wait. I had to deal with my finals week. I think this chapter will allow us to see lighter moments between our lovely characters and somehow develop their friendships/relationships more. Also...maybe I’m just letting you all breathe and take it slow before things begin to pick up soon~ For any questions or comments, just send an ask! Enjoy~

If last night wasn’t an adrenaline and action-packed night, one would have thought it was another peaceful morning, waking up in a comfortable bed in a luxurious hotel. With the sun filtering in through the curtains and the fresh temperature of the air conditioner, it would be just another vacation.

But when you wake up and see Minho’s blood-stained dress shirt on the floor, it dawns on you that this definitely was not a vacation.

You sigh, looking around for any signs of the said agent. As if on cue, he walks out of the bathroom with only his pants on. His upper half is exposed, water dripping down his skin. Under normal circumstances, you would have blushed and squealed as you looked away. However, the doctor in you kicked in, and you looked at the male with a grimace.

“You didn’t tell me you had a torso injury.” you gesture towards the minor gash on his side.

Minho tosses a towel to the side, grabbing a fresh, new shirt from the dresser table next to the bathroom door. With a casual shrug, he says, “It wasn’t anything too serious. I’ve had worse.”

“But still.”

“Y/n, it’s fine. It’s not something that needs to be treated. I cleaned it, and it’ll heal.” the agent says firmly.

You just sigh in response, retreating as you lean back on the bed’s headboard. Rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you ask the male, “Are we leaving already or anything?”

Minho sits next to you on the edge of the bed, “Not exactly. Jung just arrived an hour ago, so the boys and I will scout the entire hotel to make sure we don’t miss out on anything or anyone.”

You nod your head, pulling the sheets closer and wrapping yourself in its warmth. You don’t miss the soft smile and barely-audible chuckle that comes from Minho, but you choose to ignore it. Too early for your heart to be tangled up in unnecessary fluttery feelings. “So...I’m guessing I’ll just stay here?” you finally say.

Minho nods, “I mean...you can leave the room…” he trails off, a small but concerned smile gracing his lips before he continues, “but I’d honestly prefer it if you stayed in the room just until I get back. I need - we need - to be sure there aren’t any more targets or enemies within the hotel area. You’re at risk because of your connection to SKZ.”

“I understand.” you nod.

“Promise you’ll stay put?”

“I promise.”

You wait for the male to stand up and leave the room, but confusion hits you as you still see him sitting next to you. You only realize he’s still there when you look down to see his hand, pinky outstretched for a pinky promise.

“Pinky promise? Really? At this age?” you look at him in disbelief.

“Just trying to lighten your mood.” he says with an easy smile.

He’s about to pull his hand away when you sigh and link his pinky with yours, finishing the pinky promise gesture. “Happy?” you mumble.

“Mhmm. Feeling better?” he throws the question, a teasing grin on his face.

You feel your cheeks heat up, unlinking your fingers before pushing him away and trying to shove him off the bed. “Just go.” you groan with exasperation.

Minho laughs lightly before standing up. He gathers some of his things and walks out the door. You’re left on the bed, staring at the said door, the silence of the room ironically ringing in your ears loudly. Too quiet.

Too lonely.

With a sigh, you curl yourself up with the sheets even more - like a burrito - and lie back down. Your heart beats faster, and not out of excitement or glee; it’s out of anxiousness and confusion.

You’re restless. Feel like suffocating. Crying.

Why do you feel so cold and lonely now?

You were doing just fine by yourself for the past years, and you liked it.

Why would it be something you wanted to get rid of now?

You spend the rest of the morning watching some movie marathon of action movies on the television; thankfully, it lasted until lunch time. By then, room service brought a lunch meal for you. The hotel staff merely said it was from your husband, Lee Minhyuk, Minho’s alias from last night; you deny the fact your heart fluttered at the gesture.

Either way, you ate the meal happily, somehow and actually feeling less glum compared to this morning. Jisung even called you on the phone to ask how everything was, and in the end, you ended up spending most of your time talking to him, Seungmin and Felix.

By late afternoon, Minho finally returned.

He gave you a small smile before sitting on the loveseat in the room. “Jung’s meeting with Chan to discuss and gauge the situation. He’s giving us a few hours of break...or free-time.”

“So…” you start, closing the book you were reading, “Go around Gangnam and all?”

Minho lightly chuckles, shaking his head. “No. We can just maximize our stay in the hotel. Use the facilities, eat at the fancy restaurant, whatever. I’m meeting Jung later again, but at the meantime, Hyunjin, Jeongin and I are going to kill some time by the bar lounge. You’re free to join us.”

“Are you guys allowed to be drinking?” you raise an eyebrow, “Aren’t you still on duty?”

The agent smiles, “Not actively. We’re on break, per se. We’ll be fine as long as we stay sober.”

You think for a moment, chewing on your lip as you think of other things you could do in the hotel. After a moment, you look towards Minho and gently nod your head, “Someone has to make sure none of you get drunk, right?”

Minho laughs at this, his eyes filling with a newfound kind of warmth. “I suppose so.” he says, gesturing at the bathroom, “Get dressed then.”

After you showered and changed into more decent clothes, you and Minho walked towards the elevators and went down to the floor where the lounge bar was. Upon entering, you were greeted by a relaxing ambience, soft and calming music filling the room. The lights weren’t too dark or bright, balancing it out with a warm haze. Thankfully, there weren’t many people, just a group or two perhaps, and maybe three to four individuals.

You catch a few girls giggling upon seeing Minho walking in; you can’t exactly blame them, especially when Minho’s fit physique is emphasized by his black shirt and ripped jeans. And oh. The perfectly messy hair look. Right.

You aren’t sure why, but you look away from the group of girls, walking a few steps behind Minho. The male, however, is oblivious - or maybe just doesn’t care - as he stops in his tracks for you to catch up. “I forgot. I was only able to send a sandwich to you for lunch. I was...really busy, sorry.” he says.

You nod, “Yeah, but that’s enough for me. Maybe they have a light snack here or something.”

“You sure it’s enough?” Minho asks.

“Yes.” you offer a small smile, something Minho doesn’t see when it comes to your interactions with him, “The ‘from your husband’ was a bit too much though. I said no lover concept, remember? Even as a cover...”

“But you played along for that role in the gala last night.” Minho whispers in your ear, and you feel his lips ghost over your skin when he smiles.

From your peripheral vision, you see the group of giggling girls look in disappointment, giddy faces now clouded with a sadder look. They couldn’t hear what you and Minho were talking about, but they definitely saw the way he leaned close and charmingly smiled by your ear.

You aren’t sure why, but you couldn’t help but feel satisfied with their reaction. It was very perplexing…you really couldn’t begin to figure out why you felt satisfied.

Maybe you were in a bad mood, that’s it. Maybe they got on your nerves for no reason at all - because you’re in a bad mood - and them stopping their overly flirtatious giggles was more than satisfying.

Yeah, that was probably it.

You glare - or cutely pout, in Minho’s opinion - at him before grumbling, “I had no choice.”

Minho offers a small smile and gestures forward, “If you say so. Come on.”

Further to the back of the lounge, Hyunjin and Jeongin are already seated by a circular table. Once they see you and Minho, they wave and greet you both with smiles. “Hey.” Jeongin chuckles, “Drinks are on Hyunjin.”

“It’s way too early for drinking like that.” Hyunjin laughs, “One drink each only!”

“Then just wine for me.” Minho says, taking a seat.

Hyunjin grins at you as if asking for your order. You sit next to Minho and offer a small smile towards the long-haired agent. “Just nachos.” you state, “I’m not drinking.”

“Alright.” Hyunjin says as he gets up, happily walking over to the bartender.

Jeongin then turns to you and Minho, tilting his head, “If we weren’t technically on a mission, I’d really want to use the hotel’s swimming pool. But imagine if Jung suddenly calls us and we’re dripping wet in our trunks.”

“Such a hassle.” Minho laughs, “No thanks.”

“Do you like swimming, y/n?” Jeongin asks.

You shrug, “Just a little. Casually, maybe. I’m not the best.”

“Minho can’t swim.” Hyunjin sing-songs as he returns with three glasses of drinks, handing one to each agent.

You look at Minho, “Aren’t you trained for all that?”

“Yes…” Minho hesitates, a faint hint of blush on his cheeks as he looks away, “It’s a childhood trauma. I can swim, but I’d rather not. It’s a worst-case-scenario kind of thing if I really have no choice.”

“I see.” you say, trying to stifle a giggle.

How cute. The perfect and skilled Lee Minho didn’t like swimming? It was a weakness? He reminded you of a cat.

“Y/n thinks it’s cute.” Jeongin teases, leaning forward to grin at you, “Look! She’s trying not to smile.”

Minho glares with still reddened-cheeks, “Hey!”

You nearly choke on the nachos, shaking your head violently, “I didn’t say anything!”

Jeongin pouts before smirking, “Your face says it all!”

“I - ” you clear your throat, “...just find it peculiar since you know...you’re agents and all, so I thought you’d be good at everything…”

Minho hums, taking a sip of his wine before leaning back on his chair, “No, we all have weaknesses too. No matter how strong or skilled we are, we’re bound to be bad at something.”

You tilt your head, trying to think of things the agents could be bad at. Minho then speaks, filling in the blanks for you. “I’m bad at swimming so I’m exceptionally slow in water. Jeongin and Hyunjin have lower stamina. Chan’s a big softie. Changbin’s impulsive.” he explains.

You chew on your lip, raising an eyebrow as you ask, “How is Chan being a softie a weakness?”

Hyunjin laughs, sipping his own drink before answering, “It’s not a bad thing! It’s nice that Chan’s soft and caring, but in jobs like ours, being too nice can be...dangerous.”

Jeongin nods, his expression almost apologetic, “If we aren’t careful, people can take advantage of that and use kindness against us.”

“Exactly why a lot of us try to be nice but cautious.” Minho stares at his wine a bit too intensely, his gaze enough to shatter the glass, “There’s a balance. If that balance tips one way or another, it costs too much.”

The atmosphere suddenly feels more serious and dark, and you think you shouldn’t be there. It was like you were intruding a heart-to-heart session between the three males; you involuntarily shrink and keep your hands on your lap, staring at the nearly-finished nacho basket.

You knew Minho could be cold...and serious...and intense. Icy and intimidating, as everyone put it.

But this? This current Minho radiated some sort of anger...and bitterness; his starry eyes filled with a scary black like the sticky and fuming darkness of oil spilling into crystal-clear seas.

You’d know because you have been feeling those the past year or so.

But what exactly caused him to be like that? Was that why he was a bit more rude when you first met?

What was he hiding?

A bit hypocritical on your part, but you were too stubborn to see it that way. For now.

Jeongin senses the shift in mood, so he raises his drink up and chuckles, “Anyway! Why don’t we toast to...none of us getting severely hurt last night?”

Hyunjin laughs, nodding in agreement. He raises his drink as well, “Cheers to that.”

“Alright.” Minho’s iciness melts, and a small smile graces his lips as he raises his glass.

You look at the three hesitantly, but when Jeongin’s earnest and expectant eyes glimmer, you can’t bring yourself to refuse. You raise your glass of water, and soon, the four of you clink your glasses together.

“And cheers to y/n for patching all of you up.” Hyunjin grins, “I went back to my room and saw Jeongin and Chan with injuries.”

You sit straighter and gesture towards the youngest agent, “How’s the arm by the way?”

“It stings from time to time, but it’s better than last night.” Jeongin answers.

“I see. When we get back to HQ, ask Seungmin for medicine and painkillers, ok?” you instruct the male with practiced ease.

Jeongin nods, sipping his drink. Minho crosses his arms, leaning back on the chair once again to look at you, a slow and amused smirk on his lips, “Oh, Dr. Song in action right before our eyes.”

Hyunjin claps his hands, “Marvelous.”

You throw a quick glare at Minho before tearing your gaze away, focusing your eyes on your water. “It’s my job.” you mumble.

Minho hums, smirk turning into a warmer smile, “And you’re doing great. So far.”

You look at the agent who has an unexplainable expression on his face, yet with eyes so warm and inviting. You raise an eyebrow as if demanding a reason for his words - you might just be denying the fact that he flattered you a little - but Minho merely responds with another vague smile.

You want to wipe that grin off his face.

Hyunjin then clears his throat with a teasing smile, “Before the sexual tension gets to be too smothering, I just got a text from Chan. Jung wants to meet. Check your phones.”

Minho sees your flushed cheeks and ignores the first part of Hyunjin’s statement. He checks his phone and sees a text from Chan as well, confirming it with Jeongin who receives it too.

“Alright, let’s go then.” Minho sighs.

The three agents stand up, but before they can leave Minho gestures to you. “Take the opportunity to explore the hotel or whatever. It should be safe now.” he says.

You nod, your small smile fading once the three males walk away. As soon as they’re out of sight, you stand up and stand still, trying to think of what you were going to do in the meantime. In the end, you head towards the bar counter and sit on the stool. The bartender smiles at you, so you say,

“One glass of wine please, thank you.”

The sun had already set when you finished spending your free time, so when you step out of the lounge, you decide to take a stroll in the hotel’s outdoor garden area.

The night was a beautiful shade of lilac melting into a darker blue, stars beginning to scatter the expanse. As you leisurely walked and took in the various flowers in the garden, the breeze kissed your skin softly.

Before you got dragged into SKZ’s affairs, you’d be in the hospital at this time, eating canteen food and drinking lukewarm coffee with Hyunbin and a few other colleagues in a rush for your next shift.

Now, you were constantly being thrown back and forth in a comfortable but life-threatening situation, confronting demons from the past you so desperately want to run away from. The only perk, perhaps, is that the agents you’ve met are fairly...decent.

But a part of you still doesn’t rest well with everything.

You pull your phone out and contemplate on calling Hyunbin, but before you can even make it to the phone log, you hear a voice.

“Fancy seeing you here, Dr. Song.”

You tense at the voice, dread and fear chilling your bones. Your eyes betray you and slowly look up from your phone to see Hong Seungyoon standing in front of you. On instinct, you take a step back, but for some reason, you can’t bring yourself to turn away.

Seungyoon chuckles, “Don’t worry, Dr. Song. I’m not here to hurt you. Dr. Baek will be upset if that happens.”

“What do you want?” you snap.

“You know…” he ignores your question, “I wasn’t expecting to see you near SKZ any time soon. And, to be quite close, in fact. Lee Minhyuk’s wife? Interesting tale. Wouldn’t have expected Lee Minho to grow this close to someone so as to play a bunch of lovers.”

“We aren’t close.” you hiss, “This is none of your business.”

Seungyoon feigns innocence, “But it’s your business? I heard you left SKZ after everything.”

How did he know?

You open your mouth to speak, but the words don’t come out.

“Oh, I see.” Seungyoon smirks, “Of course it’s your business now! You feel guilty after involving yourself back in those days so now you’re trying to make things right.”

“Lies. I wasn’t involved because I wanted to.” you glare, “I was forced.”

The male laughs conceitedly. “Trying to be the saint that helps SKZ? Adorable. They have so much faith in you? Hmm. But when they discover the extent of your involvement in those experiments?”

“Shut up.” you grit your teeth, fists clenching tightly.

“Lee Minho seems to have a soft spot for you.” Seungyoon smirks evilly, “I’d love to see the look on his face when someone he cares for betrays him. Again.”

“Again?” you ask yourself in your head.

“If you truly want to make things right, come to us in Cle. We need you.” Seungyoon chuckles smoothly, “Those damn agents? Fucking Lee Minho? They’ll turn their backs on you when they find out the truth you're hiding.”

“No.” you feel the panic rising, “I didn’t do anything wrong. You all were the ones doing everything. I stopped you.”

“Is that what you remember? Is that what you tell yourself?” Seungyoon snickers.

“Stop it!” you nearly scream, shaking your head, “It wasn’t my fault.”

Seungyoon opens his mouth to say something, but before he can, you abruptly turn on your heel and dash away. You vaguely hear the male saying something like, “You can’t run from it, Dr. Song. You’re meant for this.”

The stars are covered with clouds as you sprint, a bit disoriented as you rush forward; your nerves are jittery and jumpy. As you do so, you bump into Minho who is merely walking in a casual manner. The impact causes you to stumble back, but thankfully, the male agent steadies you. You look back, but Seungyoon is long gone.

“Y/n?”

You look up at him, afraid that he’ll see the tears welling in your eyes. You hope he thinks it’s just the stars reflecting in them. Playing it off with a small smile, you chuckle, “Hi.”

Minho clears his throat, “I was actually looking for you. Our meeting’s done, but I didn’t see you in the room.”

“Just wanted to walk with fresh air and all…” you awkwardly laugh.

Minho offers a small smile, “Well, you deserve it. Should we go back in?”

You nod, moving your feet to follow Minho as he makes his way back to the hotel. As you both walk across the garden, you softly ask, “How was...how was the meeting?”

Minho hums nonchalantly, eyes looking forward, “We told Jung that the targets escaped but we got enough intel to continue investigations, so we’ll see how it goes.”

“I see.” you respond flatly.

You both eventually arrive at the elevators. Once inside and the doors close, Minho presses the button for your room’s floor level. You realize that he’s standing a bit closer than usual, shoulders close enough to bump if you moved; suddenly, it was hot in there.

As silence fills the air, you encounter with Seungyoon plagues your thoughts, his words lingering like leeches. Your eyes begin to tear up, face flushing a shade of pink. Minho seems to notice either way, tilting his head to lean closer.

“Did something happen?” he asks softly.

You blink in surprise, laughing it off, “Oh, I drank a little wine...maybe I’m just feeling the effects and all…”

Minho doesn’t seem too convinced - even you can tell - but he still chooses to flash a cheeky smile. “I thought you didn’t want to drink.” he says.

“Well...I was alone and had nothing to do.” you defend.

Minho hums, standing straighter as the doors open and you both walk out the elevator. As you walk towards your room door, the male smiles, “Last hurrah. We’re going back to HQ tomorrow morning.”

After he opens the door and you both get inside, you nod your head. “Alright.” you breathe out.

“You wanna shower first, little miss tipsy?” Minho teases, “So you can rest already?”

“I’m not tipsy!” you protest, pouting as you make your way to the bathroom, “You’re really a handful, you know that?”

“I know.”

“Geez.”

Minho laughs, lying down on the bed and closing his eyes, “Hurry up, Dr. Song. I want to wash up as well. Don’t make me join you.”

You scream and slam the bathroom door while yelling, “Pervert! I’m telling Chan!”

Minho laughs once more, releasing a huff when he hears you turning the shower on.

There goes his heart again.

And maybe this time, yours too.

The next day, everyone returns to HQ. As soon as they arrive, however, the agents are off on another task to continue investigations. Minho and Chan don’t even have to leave the car as they drive off as soon as you, Hyunjin and Jeongin get out. The two agents, meanwhile, say bye to you before transferring to another team’s car. Some other agent accompanies you back inside, but you part ways when you tell him you’re heading for the living quarters. After retrieving a bag, you go to the labs.

You look for an empty lab room, but unfortunately, they’re all occupied. You’re about to walk away and return to your room when one of the rooms open and a female scientist walks out. She looks at you with bright eyes and smiles, “Did you need a room?”

You offer a smaller smile and shake your head, “Kind of, but they’re all being used. It’s fine though. Some other time.”

The female chuckles and gestures towards the lab room behind her, “I just finished logging my test results onto the lab book. You’re free to use the room now!”

You blink before clearing your throat, bowing in appreciation, “Oh, that’s great. Thank you.”

“Sure. You must be Dr. Song.” she grins again, stretching her hand out, “Where are my manners? I’m Dr. Choi, but people call me Jisu around here.”

“Ah, nice to meet you.” you shake her hand, “But...uh...how did you…?”

“Know you?” she chuckles warmly, “Seungmin and Jisung. They talked about you the other day and how you were a colleague from a year or two ago. They seem happy that you’re back.”

“Ah, I see. That’s...nice.” you smile a bit wider, a warm feeling brewing inside you.

Jisu nods, shoving her hands in her lab coat, “Yeah. Well, I still need to run my results by some agents, so I should get going. See you around, Dr. Song!”

“See you.” you bow politely, waving a little as she waves in a much more enthusiastic way.

As Jisu walks away, you enter the lab room she left, relieved that it was tidy and that she didn’t leave any things for you to clean up.

You could start working on something now.

Working on the vial that you secretly took from the lab from back then.

Now that you’re alone, you take it out of your bag and set up the necessary testing equipment. If SKZ wanted you to help find a way to neutralize and “disarm” Cle’s serum, you’d do it yourself and with your own terms.

As much as you wanted to prevent any danger, as Jung put it, and as much as you want to finish things so you could leave this place, you aren’t too sold on letting the organization know of any information you discover, especially if you know they could use it for other reasons or purposes other than originally intended.

You know first-hand that some people of SKZ are capable of that - turning information meant for good into something meant for bad.

You run a few tests and take down notes, eyes never leaving the copper-like liquid inside the vial. You probably spend an hour or so seated on the lab stool, very much focused on what you were doing. You even make it a point to highlight the information and notes that you think are more crucial. They weren’t included in the test results that came out the other time.

A few minutes later, the door opens, and Jisung and Seungmin walk inside. You quickly tuck your small notebook in the small bag you brought, whipping your head up to look at the two males. Jisung smiles, tilting his head, “Running tests?”

“Yeah.” you smile in response.

Seungmin chuckles softly, “But the tests for that formula were already made. The results were given to Jung a few days ago.”

“I just wanted to run more tests to make sure nothing new shows itself.” you explain calmly, “I...wanted to run the tests myself.”

“You don’t trust us? Oh, y/n! How could you?” Jisung pretends to cry.

You awkwardly laugh, shaking your head, “It’s not that, Jisung. I’m just...used to doing things myself. It’s how I worked back in Gongjak.”

The scientist grins, leaning against one of the desks, “Yeah, don’t sweat it. What did you find?”

“Nothing yet.” you clear your throat before sighing, “Maybe the results from before are all we can gather right now.”

Seungmin nods, gesturing towards the door, “Anyway, Jisung and I were going to the living quarters’ bar. That’s...if you didn’t know there was one.”

“I swear, aren’t you still agents?” you ask in disbelief, “Is having a bar with drinks within HQ a good idea?”

Jisung laughs, a knowing look in his eyes, “Mhmm! There are rules and guidelines. Agents who have the status of ‘active operation or mission’ on their IDs - care of Felix and his tech team, of course...a bit complex to talk about right now - are prohibited from entering. If you’re on break or off for the day, it’s fine! Besides, we’re limited to two servings per week only.”

“Ah, I see…” you smile gently.

The older of the two then smiles, wiggling his eyebrows, “So, wanna come along? Minho and the rest are on duty so…”

“Hmm...alright.” you shrug, “I don’t...really know what to do now anyway.”

“Let’s go.” Seungmin smiles.

You nod and clean up the equipment you used before following the two males outside, notebook with your new findings securely kept in your bag.

Now seated at the small and simple lounge-like bar of the living quarters’ building, you’re sipping a cocktail with the two males. Jisung smiles as he turns to you, “You know...y/n. You still haven’t told us why you left so suddenly before.”

“Yeah.” Seungmin nods, leaning back on his chair, “The three of us were starting to become closer honestly.”

“I…” you clear your throat, “It’s a bit complicated.”

Jisung pouts after taking a sip of his drink, “Not fair. Seungmin’s right; we were becoming really good friends when you suddenly...whoosh. Left SKZ.”

Seungmin offers a gentler smile, leaning forward as a calming haze fills his eyes, “I mean, you don’t have to tell us everything if you’re not comfortable. We just want you to know that we missed you.”

Jisung enthusiastically nods his head with a smile. You chuckle a little, smile fading into something more melancholic. After taking a deep breath, you say, “I was just going through a really tough time back then. I know you’re aware of the incident that happened in the lab department during that time, yes?”

The two males nod, so you continue. “I felt disillusioned when that all happened, especially as someone who wanted to use her knowledge in science and medicine to do good. I felt like being in SKZ, an organization who failed to realize that their own agents went against that principle, wasn’t the best idea anymore. That’s it.” you finish, eyes solemnly staring at your drink.

That wasn’t it. Sure, you didn’t tell them the exact truth, but it wasn’t a complete lie either.

Jisung hums inquisitively, nodding his head, “Makes sense. I just kinda wish you spoke to us before leaving, no offense.”

“None taken.” you smile, “Sorry, really. I couldn’t bear being in here.”

Seungmin smiles softly, giving your back a gentle pat, “I know it isn’t easy being here right now. Minho is always telling us to spend more time with you in case it relieves or comforts you somehow since he knows we were acquainted before. He says you’re always restless and uncomfortable.”

You hope your cheeks aren’t flaring up right now; you aren’t sure why, but the idea of Minho being concerned over you to this extent - asking Jisung and Seungmin to be by your side because he knows how uneasy you get - somehow warms your heart. Perhaps you weren’t expecting it from someone who seemed to be doing things just “because it’s his job”.

You slowly nod, looking down at your lap, “He said that? Well...he isn’t exactly wrong. You two are the only sense of familiarity here.”

Jisung flashes a bright and warm grin, raising his glass, “Well, now that you’re here again, Seungmin and I promise to make your stay as nice as possible.”

Seungmin raises his glass as well, nodding in agreement with Jisung. You end up chuckling softly, raising your glass to toast with the two males. Afterwards, Jisung clicks his tongue and smiles more playfully, but his eyes are genuine as he says, “We’re glad to have you back y/n, even if it’s just for a while.”

You can only nod, giving the best smile you could give.

Yes, just for a while.

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thesnowinthemountains · 3 years

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Monsta X as the guy who hits on you in a bookstore

(a/n: I work in a used bookstore and this is entirely self-indulgent, please enjoy.)

Shownu

Your intention for the day was to find a vegan cookbook for your best friend, so you wandered over to the cooking section of the bookshop after having already scoured the stacks of fiction and fantasy, taking your own pick. Knelt near the bottom shelf was a young man. You couldn’t quite see his face but his hair was fluffy and promising. He stood up abruptly to his full six foot of height, towering over you, his eyebrows knit together in full concentration. He was flipping through a book on baking, something seemingly too soft for someone of his stature. He glanced over at you while you searched the shelves on your own quest. “Uh…” You turned to him. “Yes?” He seemed taken aback that you had even heard him, staring at you wide-eyed. “Sorry, um, do you know anything about cooking?” He asked quickly. “Some. What do you want to know?” He proceeded to ask a few questions, explaining he wanted to bake cupcakes for a friend’s birthday, double-goaled to both impress and surprise them with actual baking skills. After a few minutes of conversation and light laughter, he shut the book he’d been holding and turned fully to you. “Do you think I could have your phone number or something? I think I would be better at this with a little help…”

Wonho

“Do you- do you work here?” A tentative voice asked from the end of the bookshelf you were currently rummaging through. “I don’t, but I understand your confusion,” you chuckled, contemplating the stack at your feet and the fact that your hands were between books in the shelf. “Oh, well, do you know about books?” You turned to find an incredibly well-sculpted man. He looked entirely out of place but sounded so shy, and you were immediately taken by the messy black hair and large glasses over his nose. “I do. Why?” You stood up fully, also determining he stood a good few inches over you. “I- This is kind of a thing,” he paced over. “It’s my little niece’s birthday next week, she loves reading, it’s all she ever does. I have no idea what to get her, but I know it needs to be a book. I even, look,” he pulled out his phone, “I took a picture of the books she already has so I don’t buy the same ones.” You looked at the screen, recognizing titles from when you were in your very early teens. “Oh, I can definitely help with that. Um, just... “ You peered down at the books you had previously picked out, still on the floor and waiting to be brought home. “I’ll help you if you carry my books.” “Oh, absolutely,” he bent down as soon as you said it.

Minhyuk

“Why won’t you just let me play Green Day, though?” You whined at your boss for the millionth time that week. You had recently gotten a job at a local used bookstore and had rapidly adapted to your small team of coworkers, mostly by taking over the radio which was overly used to Phil Collins and Bryan Adams. You added life to the boutique. “Listen, I like Green Day as much as the next guy, but half of our customer base is little old ladies, I’m not sure they’re super down with pop punk on a Monday night,” your boss replied. “Which album?” Minhyuk jumped in. He came in every now and then, always a mischievous glimmer in his eye. Today was just the same. “American Idiot,” you replied. “Oh, well, that’s a classic, you have to let her play it.” Minhyuk shrugged, turning to your boss. “She’s clearly got great taste, come on.” “There you go, see? Even he wants Green Day!” You pouted. “Sorry, guys, no can do.” You manager sighed. You scoffed, turning to Minhyuk with a pout. “Party pooper.” Minhyuk pulled his tongue before throwing a smirk your way.

Kihyun

He was a regular at the bookstore you worked at. It was a used bookstore, selling anything and everything literary for dirt cheap and he would come in every few weeks with an empty box ready to fill. He would sit on the floor if he had to, scouring the shelves. Every time you checked him out, you would peak at the titles, feigning checking prices. “Have you read this one?” He asked the last time, pointing to one with a black cover, gold lettering. “I haven’t, but I’ve heard plenty about it. I was actually planning to buy it tonight before leaving, but you beat me to it.” He smiled to himself, seeing an opportunity he’d been waiting for. “Well, you’ll just have to borrow it from me, won’t you?” You looked up. “I guess I might.”

Hyungwon

You were hurrying past the romance section into fantasy which had been moved to the back of the store, according to an employee. You were frowning, disappointed your favorite section didn’t sell enough to be featured front and center, overall just stuck in your own head. In front of a showy display for a new release in romance was an ethereally good-looking young man in a long coat, hair falling into his face. He made you almost stop in your tracks, steps hiccupping. He looked up at you. “Do you know anything about romance novels?” He asked casually. You frowned again. “No.” “Right. My mom sent me to get something for her, but I don’t remember the title, so I’m kind of just hoping I’ll find it.” “Ask an employee?” You hid a smile. The answer seemed simple enough. “I would. I don’t remember the author’s name either, just the cover. Describing it as a ‘woman in a man’s embrace with the sky in the background’ well- I don’t think it’ll get me anywhere looking at this.” “Not particularly,” you laughed despite yourself. “What are you here for?” He looked up at you suddenly, and his eyes were so pretty it took you a second to answer. “The, uh, fantasy… section…” “Take me there.” “What?” You asked, confused. “I don’t know, anywhere’s better than here. I have to call my mom. Where’s the fantasy section?” He looked over the shelves and it occurred to you he was tall enough to actually see the section signs over the shelves.

Jooheon

You had somehow been following each other through the little boutique. It wasn’t intentional, but clearly you had similar taste. He was cute, tall, and you didn’t mind. He knelt down to look at the section for fiction authors whose last names begin in K, then stood up abruptly, turning to L, then M, clearly looking for something. You continued on skimming the shelves. He cleared his throat. "Can I show you something?” He asked you, finally breaking the silence. “Sure,” you replied, eyes wide. He smiled to himself and pulled out a book. “This book here has a photo of me as a kid on it." “Oh,” you giggled despite yourself. So he was sweet, too.

Changkyun

This was your absolute favorite little shop in the city, one that mostly contained books but often sold all sorts of knickknacks you couldn’t help but wonder about. Where did they even come from? Some had you staring for too long, wondering what they even did. You could spend well over an hour in there, going through the bookshelves, more often than not going home arms full of books, and tonight was no different to the exception of snow lightly floating down outside, covering everything in a dreamy coat of shimmery white. In the shop with you were the owner, at this point almost a friend to you, and a boy surely around your age. He was staring at an old film reel toy on the top of the cash counter, frowning. “It’s a toy,” you offered, waiting for the shop owner to be finished punching your books’ titles into the register. “Yeah, I’m just wondering what the reel shows. I had one when I was little.” “Well, look at it,” you shrugged. He glanced up at you, small smile hovering over his features before grabbing the red plastic thing in his hand and holding it up. The owner gave you your total and you pulled out your card. “Dinosaurs.” The guy said. “Oh?” “Yeah. Very cool.” He bit his lip and laid it back on the counter while you piled your books, regretting not bringing a bag and questioning how in the hell you were going to take these home through the metro system without dropping them. “You need help with that?” The boy came over. “Uh, sure, but it’s sort of a ride.” “I don’t mind,” he took some books out of your hands. “I read this one, actually. And this one. That one. You’ll have to tell me how you like- sorry, what am I saying?” He laughed to himself. “Well, maybe I will,” you cocked your head, thinking him cute.

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imaginethatimaginethis · 3 years

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The Mall - ✨ Epilogue ✨

HIIIIIIII!!!! well i guess i’m starting the story with this intro.. credits go to the beautiful whale 🐳anon who put this amazing idea in my request box, thank you again so much!!

this is based off of their relationship from Monsta X in Quarantine Chat Messages

sorry for any wrong spellings i didn’t prove read

pairings: Monsta X and Reader

Warnings: none, just some crack and stuff

The sun was shining intensely into your room, straight into your face as you turned to the side to make yourself more comfortable. You already noticed how warm it is in your room, the hairs on your neck already damp and wet making you feel a little uncomfortable. Turning back in your bed you grabbed your phone. 10.24am.

Deciding that the feeling of being so sweaty already in the morning is not great while you tried to ignore it, you stood up from your bed, sliding across your room and leaving to the bathroom.

The smell of coffee entered your nose as you made your way to the bathroom, passing kitchen.

“You look disgusting” Minhyuks voice shrilled into your ears. Oh what a wonderful way to wake up to. He was standing at the corner of the kitchen isle, waiting for his toast while he’s holding his mug of coffee. As if this man came straight out of a boring movie.

“Good morning to you too” walking past him not glancing longer at his face you entered the bathroom and locked the door immediately. You ripped your clothes off and started to take your quick cold shower.

Feeling the cold water run down your body you loved starting your fresh start into the day like this. Taking your time, you rinsed off the conditioner in your hair when a sudden loud knock at the door made you jump, knocking a few bottles to the ground.

“I don’t get why you use this bathroom, when you have one right next to your room” Changkyun said from the other side of the door. Ignoring him completely you continued your washing up and turned the water off.

“DONT IGNORE ME. I NEED TO PEE” you heard him knock on the door again. Getting out of the tub you grabbed a towel and dried yourself.

“GO TO THE OTHER BATHROOM”

“NO” a few knocks again.

“WELL THEN DIE”

“(Y/N)!!!!!” the knocking intensified but you, completely unbothered, took your time while wearing your clothes, putting your hair in the towel to dry and washing your face. After a few longer minutes you opened the door.

“Oh my god I feel so much better” you walked past the rooms towards the open living room which was connected to the kitchen and threw yourself on the couch.

“Changkyun almost peed himself” Shownu was sitting right next to where you sat on the couch, his phone in his hand, one leg over the other, shirtless and totally messy hair probably just waking up.

“We have 3 bathrooms, why does he want to pee especially in this bathroom when i’m showering?” you commented, taking the ends of the towel on your head and drying your forehead from the droplets.

“Probably because that’s my bathroom, it’s right next to my room.” Changkyun entered the room, turning around to grab the mug from the kitchen isle, showing his tattoo on his naked back and coming towards you as he sat right across from you and placing his phone on the table.

“Bitch that’s not”, you put your hands up gesturing the quotes with your fingers, “your bathroom, we all use it. AND i was showering, did you expect me to open the door”

“yes” he grinned at you and winked. Looking at him disgusted, you made an ugly face towards him and leaned back in your seat, placing both of your legs on the side of table.

“Are we going to eat something?” Shownu said, not looking up from his phone.

“I’m making toast for us” Minhyuk grabbed another two toast and put them inside the toaster. Shownu immediately stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

„So I need to go to the mall because i need some stuff, i’ll probably grab something there“ you said stretching yourself.

“We can go all together, i think Jooheon needs things too” Changkyun commented with Minhyuk nodding. “Yes me too”

“Okay then let’s make breakfast here and then we can all go, they are having parking areas there right? ” you nodded towards Shownu.

„I thought were taking the train, it would be mo-„

„Absolutely not, we’re taking the cars. Do you know how full it is in the train? It’s still corona“ Minhyuk interrupting you while gesturing his finger to his head. “Never in my life will i enter the full train”. You laughed as you looked at Changkyun who was grinning too.

“Okay guys I’ll make eggs and stuff” He started rummaging in the cabinets for his things. “Go and wake the others up” he gestured towards you and Changkyun. Getting up without comment you walked towards the other sleeping beauties, your first target being Hyungwon.

Walking past your room, you took off the towel on your head, letting your wet hair fall to your face as you threw the towel on your bed. Walking back out your room you heard Kihyun and Wonho in the kitchen already.

Hyungwons room was right next to yours so when you made your way out of your room you immediately opened his door. The room was dark inside as you walked towards his bed standing right in front of it. You took your hair in your hands. held them on top of his sleeping face and squeezed it so the rest water in your hair dropped on Hyungwons face.

He didn’t notice it at first continuing his beauty sleep, until he scrunched his face as you squeezed more water from your hair. He opened his eyes in shock and immediately sat up on his bed totally startled at the water on his face as he looked at you.

“Good morning, breakfast is ready” you grinned the second he opened his eyes to look at you. Walking away from his bed towards his door you turned the lights on. “Hurry” you grinned as you walked out.

“WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU”

“WHY CANT YOU WAKE PEOPLE UP NORMALLY I DONT GET HER” you heard him yell from his room.

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caelcstis · 8 months

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just fucking around. // @pcrdiseseekers( bubble bath ) (simeon @ min) ( bubble bath ) our muses are enjoying a romantic soak in the bath when things turn very heated - and it's not just the lit candles

THE BATH WAS ENORMOUS, and minhyuk wasn't sure if it was to accommodate the wings of varying species in the devildom, even their visiting angels - or if they knew that this tub would eventually be used for other reasons. either way, minhyuk could sit across the tub and still barely be touching simeon's legs with their feet. not that they would, when their angel was so warm and comfortable to lean their body against.

their head lulled against his shoulder, exhaustion finally taking over their small body and minhyuk breathed in his natural scent amongst the soap they shared together. they swore they could still smell the sweets that he made earlier today clinging to his body. it was cute, really. deep honey eyes glanced through their long lashes and up at their angel, a small and lazy grin spreading on their lips. ' you're very comfortable, aein. ' they laughed against him.

they could feel his fingers, oddly so calloused despite his gentle features, brush against their brow and push chestnut locks back from their face. they hummed contentedly, shifting even closer to him that they might as well have been glued together.

they weren't sure what they registered first, the slight hitch in simeon's throat or their hips brushing between his legs ... and the size of him.

even in their flushed state, they continued to stare up at their angel, so curious about him. about what he might want from them. the water splashed and sloshed on the sides of the tub as they moved again. minhyuk offered just a taste of release to their angel before they were sliding on his lap instead. his legs felt so taut underneath them, the muscles of so many years spent alive, perhaps training his body, were so tight under their thighs.

' does seeing me naked in your arms excite you? '

as much as minhyuk wanted to tease simeon, their question was out of simple curiosity. though an answer wasn't necessary, not when they could feel the growing excitement against their backside. it had their own thighs twitching against his body in their own arousal. their fingers returned the gentle affection as they shakily pushed tight curls away from glazed emerald eyes. ' or was a simple brush enough to have you eager to take me in this tub? ' they finally teased him with a soft laugh.

so simple and easy was it to please simeon, that purity of an angel's soul made it so. perhaps his own desires made it even easier for minhyuk, as well - and when was minhyuk one to ever truly deny him?

small hands now trailed from simeon's face down to the curves of his breasts and their nails lightly scraped into his deep flesh. ' do we stay in here, or do you want to wait to have me in bed? '

#letters received &&. sent out ⸢ 𝐈𝐍𝐁𝐎𝐗 / asks &&. answers ⸥#pcrdiseseekers #i’ll love you more i’ll be waiting for you to fall for me ⸢ minhyuk + simeon / pcrdiseseekers ⸥#suggestive.#nsfw.

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kpoptrashlord-007 · 3 years

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Come Home;; PMH

Word Count;; .5k

Genre;; Angst

Pairing;; Rocky x Reader

Summary;;

You hadn't meant to call him; at least that's what you told yourself. You knew he wouldn't respond well to your drunken attempts to reconcile your relationship which has long since gone cold.

Warnings;;

Swearing, drinking

Request;;

hi love! if you are still taking drabble requests could you do Astro’s rocky with “i fucking love you” “hang up, and tell me this when you’re sober” from the prompt list? It’s under the fluff category buttt.. i wouldn’t mind if it was just angst lol 🤍tysm!

My Masterlist || ASTRO Masterlist

Emerald and amber glass refracted shards of colour across your living room walls as the dulling ceiling light caught on the bottles littered across your table and floor. It brought a splash of life to an otherwise dreary atmosphere. There was no music or conversations to accompany your binge - you were drinking alone, isolated within the cold confines of your apartment.

Downing every last drop of the harsh liquor you had forgotten the name of, you unlocked your phone. You needed more booze if you wanted to forget him. Searching your contacts for the delivery service app to no avail, blurred names zipped past as you scrolled the list on a loop. None of the words were coherent… except for one.

Like a neon sign in the middle of a desert, it called to you.

Without much thought, you pressed his name and the green blob next to it.

Mere seconds passed before the line connected and his voice rang through the fog polluting your mind. "What's wrong? Is everything o-"

"Minhyuk," you sniffled, voice cracking the moment you began to speak. It was a mistake to contact him, you knew this. Yet hearing actual concern in his voice despite the argument that had torn you apart still fresh in your mind made every last rational cell in your body fall victim to the alcohol's influence. Tossing the bottle you had forgotten in your hand onto the table with an audible clink, you continued, "I miss you, baby."

"What?"

"And I love you, you know? So come home, okay? You need to because I want you to so let's not fight anymore. It's not what I want and I want you. Why did you even leave? It's stupid to fight when we love each other, right? I'll wait up for you to come home now."

There was a hint of exasperation in his tone when he addressed you again, waiting for your spiel to come to an end before his words cut through the cold night air. "Are you drunk?"

"I fucking love you, Minhyuk. I love-"

"Listen to me - drink some water, wash your face and go to bed."

"What? No, not without y-"

"Hang up and talk to me when you're sober."

"I'm not drunk!" you yelled, frustration building in your gut.

Upon hearing your raised voice, Minhyuk dropped the call, leaving you in absolute silence. You had laid your emotions bare and all you got in return was indifference. Tears streamed down your face. Even if you were intoxicated, your sentiment had been real. No amount of alcohol was strong enough to change that, no liquor-induced haze deep enough to make you forget him.

"Come home, please."

Whispering your pleas to the disconnected line, your soft sobs echoed throughout the empty apartment before disappearing into silence.

– ♡ – If you enjoyed this, please consider liking, commenting, reblogging, and/or following! Thank you!

#astro angst #astro x reader #kpop angst #rocky x reader #rocky angst #park minhyuk #astro rocky #kpop #astro #kpop x reader #sad hours #kpop sad hours #astro sad hours #astro drabble #kpop drabble #kpoptrashlord-007

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binunus · 3 years

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relax | rocky (m)

a/n I’m sorry this was a little late! school is really picking up and I had to keep writing it in increments––and also because I literally went back and forth thinking about whether I wanna write this as a oneshot or as a bullet fic bc my brain literally short circuits thinking about rocky. but I hope you like it love!

{request: Hey, hope you're doing well!! If you're taking requests now can I ask for a sexy night with rocky like he is the husband and he came home exhausted and you know >.< Or you can choose whatever plot you wantI really love your writings love you alot (｡♡‿♡｡)}

→ pairing: husband!rocky x fem wife!reader

→ genre: smut

→ warnings: say it with me ladies and gents ~thigh riding~, oral (male receiving), marking/biting, light hair pulling (both!), spanking, dirty?? talk?? surprise impreg kink! oops i said it, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it everyone), rocky being sexy as fuck like do you know the love shot cover video of rockjinsan? imagine that rocky being your husband.

→ word count: 2.5k ____________________________________________

Your POV

It was just a regular night for you. You cooked a quick dinner for yourself after coming home from work, knowing that your husband probably wouldn’t be back until later. After washing the dishes and cleaning up the kitchen a little bit, you poured yourself a nice glass of wine and took a seat in the living room, turning on the television as you propped your feet up on the coffee table.

About one and a half glasses of wine later, you heard the jingle of keys by the front door, your head turning just as your husband walked in, slipping off his shoes and going straight to where you were on the couch. You smiled softly as he laid his head in your lap, letting out a huge sigh once he got comfortable. You quickly downed the rest of your wine, reaching over to place your glass on the table before your hands went to his hair, combing through all the tousles and knots from his hours of dancing. “Hey, love.”

“Tough day at the studio?” You asked to which he nodded. Minhyuk was a choreographer at a very famous dance studio. He’s been working there for nearly five years, and by now he’s one of the most sought out choreographers for most idol groups in the industry.

“No one was getting the choreo today, no one. Is it me? Like is my routine the problem?” He asked crossing his arms in frustration. You shook your head, immediately refuting him, “No fucking way love, you’ve been dancing ever since you could walk. Maybe they’re just having a hard time getting it because you’re too good.”

He laughed, turning his head so that he was facing the tv, kissing the skin of your lap in the corner of his mouth. The two of you begin watching the latest episode of the kdrama that was on screen, your attention switching between the the television and Minhyuk. You could tell that today particularly exhausted him, his body not even moving an inch from its position since he laid down.

At some point, you stopped paying attention to the kdrama, finding that looking at your husband was way more interesting. You always found Minhyuk the most attractive when he was dancing, and just the way he looked right now in a muscle tee and sweatpants? Your mind was straying far from innocent and fast.

Minhyuk was oblivious at first, too engrossed in the drama to take mind of your arousal. It wasn’t until you tugged just a little harder on his hair that he had an idea of what you were thinking of. He smirked just a tiny bit, waiting for you to make the first move. You tried to be subtle, easing him into the idea because you knew how tired he was, but of course he saw right through you––how he could not? you two were married.

“You know, love? You’ve been really stressed lately with this new choreography.”

He turned his body so that he was facing you, eyes meeting yours as he smirked, “yeah?”

“I think you need to relax, babe.” You said, the switch of pet names an indicator of the change in your mood. The grip you had on his hair tightened, Minhyuk practically had to stop himself from groaning out loud. But instead of playing along, he only hums, closing his eyes innocently. “You’re right love, let’s call it a night and go sleep now?”

You frown and poke his forehead, whining at his teasing as he let out a laugh. “Minhyuk, you know what I mean!”

He grinned, his smirk coming back as he opened his eyes to look at you. “How will you help me relax, baby?”

You shrug and make the movement to get up, causing Minhyuk to do so as well. You smile at him, hand ghosting past his waist as you grab your wine glass and put it in the sink. You return back to where he was on the couch, taking his hand and leading him to the bedroom. Immediately, Minhyuk sat down at the head of the bed, his back leaning against the frame as he spread his legs in waiting.

“I’ll do all the work love, just sit and enjoy.” You said, your cute smile doing nothing to hide the lust that was swimming in your eyes. Minhyuk stared at you intensely as you made your way onto his lap, barely giving you any time to situate yourself before catching your lips in a fiery kiss.

His hands are everywhere feeling your skin, riding up your shirt, grasping at the flesh of your thighs and your ass beneath the ends of your shorts. You’re not faring any better, gripping his arms, fingers running along his abs, tugging on his hair. You felt like you were on fire, the temperature of the room rising quickly.

You feel the stir of his cock underneath you, biting his bottom lip as you started to grind yourself down his lap, causing him moan into your mouth. You both remove each other’s shirts in a haste, lips only separating to pull the fabrics over your heads.

Minhyuk’s eyes briefly flickered down to your exposed chest, his hands immediately going to grope your breasts. You whined when he takes your nipples between two fingers, tweaking the buds harshly. Your kisses start to trail down his jawline, working on his neck as you continued to move your hips over his crotch.

By this point he’s fully hard, bucking his hips up to meet your movement because God he needed any sort of friction. Minhyuk groans hotly as you pull his hair to the side, your teeth simultaneously biting into the skin of his shoulder. He hands migrate from your chest to your ass, nails digging into the flesh and no doubt leaving crescent marks in its wake.

Reluctantly, you pull away from his neck, slight gasps leaving your mouth as you meet his eyes. You are both so turned on at this point and you’re positive that Minhyuk could easily slide in with no resistance. And as much as you’d rather get to the main event because the feeling of your cunt sticking to your panties was getting pretty uncomfortable, you had a job to do: this night was for your husband to relax.

You moved to get off Minhyuk’s lap and started pulling his pants down. Thank God he was wearing sweats because you know that he doesn’t wear any undergarments when he’s wearing sweatpants. As soon as you removed the confines of his pants, his cock sprang up, a light slap sounding as it made contact with his stomach. You almost drool at the sight of it, your hand immediately wrapping around the base and jerking him off.

“Fuck, baby please.”

You chuckle, man you loved hearing him beg. Still, you weren’t planning on teasing him for much longer, letting some spit fall from your lips and landing on his cock. You rubbed your thumb over the slit of his head, watching as he let out a small moan before taking him into your mouth.

Minhyuk cursed, seeing you going down on him, his cock filling up your pretty mouth was always one of his favorite sights. Debatably, he loved your mouth almost as much as your pussy. Not wasting any time, you hollowed your cheeks out, letting his cock in until your nose was buried in his pubes.

Desperately, he bunched your hair up in a makeshift ponytail, gripping it tightly in one fist as he watched you blow him. Minhyuk threw his head back in pleasure as you deep throated him, the slight burn in your scalp only a motivator to keep you in place, holding his cock snugly in your mouth as you swallowed around his length. It was in these moments that you were thankful for your lack of gag reflex.

You breathed through your nose, blinking away the tears that built up in your eyes as you started moving your mouth at a faster pace. Flickering your eyes up, you moaned at the male above you. You could tell he was getting close; the grip he had on your hair tightened, his abs were visibly contracting, his eyes screwed shut, and his moans increasing in volume.

You lived for this moment. You ignored your obvious lack of stimulation, the ache in your jaw, and the tightness in your chest from the lack of oxygen. It would all be worth it once Minhyuk reached his release.

In a sudden, your husband let go of your hair and quite literally pushed you off of him, trying to catch his breath as he looked down at you, brushing his hair out of his face. “Baby the only place I’m cumming tonight is in your pussy, c’mere.”

You pouted only briefly, really wanting to see him come undone by your mouth. But you couldn’t deny the way your core clenched at his words, already removing your shorts and panties before climbing back on his lap.

He hissed, teeth biting into his lower lip as he massaged the skin of your waist, “Fuck y/n, I can feel you dripping.”

Minhyuk moved your body slightly so that you were fully seated on one of his thighs, a whimper leaving you as he flexed his quads. “Ah Minhyuk...”

“Make yourself messy on my thigh baby, you know what to do.” He smirked, his voice raspier and several octaves lower than before. You felt a shiver run down your spine, the heat in your stomach building as you started to rub yourself on his thigh. Minhyuk flexed whenever you least expected it, the defined muscles of his quads making just the right amount of contact with your clit.

He wrapped a hand around his length, lazily running it up and down as he watched you get off in his lap. You were so fucking hot, your eyes shut in pleasure, hands gripping his shoulders as you tried to reach your orgasm. His thigh was practically soaked, your arousal dripping down to the bedsheets.

You almost lost it when he started bouncing his leg, burying your head in the crook of his neck as you let out a wrangled moan, your legs squeezing around his thigh. Minhyuk panted, easily lifting you up and back to his center, bottoming out in one go as he entered you.

The two of you let out synchronized moans. No matter how many times you’ve had sex, you could never get used to the way he filled you up so well, the burning stretch of your walls adding onto your pleasure.

“Fuck,” He cursed as you started to lift your hips, moving them up and down his length at a leisurely pace. Minhyuk tried his best not to take over, and instead kept his hands firmly on the sides of your asscheeks, squeezing the flesh as you fucked yourself on him.

His lips went straight to your neck, painting your skin with bruises as you alternated between rolling your hips and up-and-down movements. You whined, clenching your core tightly as you suddenly slammed down onto his thighs, the slap of skin resonating in the bedroom.

Minhyuk let out a loud groan at your action, unable to hold himself back as he bucked his hips and started thrusting up into you at a faster pace. You gasped, unable to keep up with his speed, eventually letting him take control as the upper half of your body leaned onto his for support.

One of the many things you loved about your husband was that he had a dancer’s hips, and he definitely made sure to use it to his advantage in times like these.

Minhyuk grunted, one of his hands coming down to give your ass a sharp slap as he rutted into you. You keened, moaning in his ear as he repeated the action. He always did that when he was close, your walls squeezing him impossibly tighter with every spank he delivered, the skin of your ass on fire.

The loud squelch of your cunt was almost embarrassing, but it only drove Minhyuk closer. Your hands fisted his hair, pulling at the ends by his nape as your felt your orgasm approach. His mouth opened in a moan, furrowing his eyebrows as one of his hands slipped in between your bodies and rubbed at your clit.

You body jolted in his hold, “Shit, Minhyuk I’m so close.”

He smiled devilishly, “Yeah? I’m gonna fuck some babies into you, love. You want that?”

You could only nod, your cheeks blushing and stomach flaring at his words. You connected your lips in a messy clash of teeth and tongue, your mind going blank as you felt the band of your orgasm snap, the vice like grip of your cunt squeezing him to his high.

Minhyuk let out a throaty moan as he painted your walls white, his thrusts starting to slow down as he kept you locked on his lap, making sure that none of his cum leaked out as you milked him of every drop.

Your body grew limp on his chest, your husband wrapping his arms around you as he rubbed your back. After a couple minutes, he laid you down gently on the bed, only now pulling out his cock which turned flaccid. You winced at the sudden empty feeling, but then let out a moan of surprise as he shoved two fingers in your entrance. “Baby! Sensitive!”

“I’m just making sure you take all of my cum, love.” He chuckled kissing your stomach, “One of my swimmers is our future baby.”

You couldn’t help but laugh, “I can’t believe you said your swimmers.”

“Do you want me to say sperm?” He asked, arching an eyebrow as he delivered a particularly hard thrust of his fingers, causing you to jolt in overstimulation, “Ah.”

After keeping his fingers plugged into your hole for about a minute, Minhyuk crawled up from where he was between your legs, giving you a proper kiss as he laid down next to you.

“Thank you love, that was a good de-stressor––even if I did do most of the work at the end.”

You clicked your tongue, lightly punching his stomach as you grimaced, “I tried to do it, but you just had to take control, didn’t you?”

“I’m kidding,” He laughed, limbs draping over your body, “I couldn’t resist, you were too sexy.”

“Uh huh,” You nodded, shifting so that you were entangled in his arms. You hummed, face buried in his chest as you kissed his collarbone, “I love you.”

Minhyuk smiled, caressing your hair as he pulled you closer, feeling the most content and worry-free at this moment than he has in a while.

“I love you too, y/n.”

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sub drop — monsta x

request: Hey so I'm not entirely sure if you accept reaction requests if not then a headcanon is fine I was wondering how a male reader would take care of sub monsta x during a sub drop possibly a mix of for some it's their first ever sub drop and for others it's not, tysm n ily!!

a/n: sorry this took forever 😭😭 i hope you like it :,)

word count: 1.8k

content: sub!monsta x, none are smutty :), sub drop obviously, use of a safeword (minhyuk’s part), aftercare, just general sub/dom things,

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son hyunwoo/shownu:

he can’t shake the feeling. he tries to just get over it, because while he obviously knows you care about him, he’s doesn’t want to let you know that anything is wrong. and he doesn’t even know what’s wrong with him.

it’s just that every time you’ve been holding him close, objectifying him in a way that he adores, making him feel like all he has to be is pretty to be worthy of praise, it doesn’t feel like it should. he’s so used to pressure, pressure, pressure. he’s used to high expectations, and he’s used to working hard because he can’t let people down. he’s always been adored, but with you, he doesn’t have to work for it.

and yet, it doesn’t have the same kick that it used to. he doesn’t get the high, airy, “in the clouds” feeling, at least not recently. he knows you can sense it, he’s a good actor but he’s not that good of an actor, and you can see it in his eyes. he’s getting uncomfortable and nervous.

“sweet bear,” you murmur as you wrap your arms around him, “what’s been going on with you? is everything alright?”

“i’m okay,” he responds blankly, but he holds you tightly like he doesn’t ever want to let you go, “i just haven’t been feeling great about… you know what recently.”

“ah, then that could be my fault. i need to take care of you better afterward. how about tonight we just relax, not as dominant and submissive, but just as lovers?”

“okay.”

lee hoseok/wonho:

you find him with tears on his cheeks as he cries silently. he either sobs unimaginably loud and buries himself into your arms for hours on end, or he’s quiet in your room with soft sniffles and hiccups heard from the other side of the door.

but he just lies there, crying. he looks so out of it, but in the worst way possible. he looks miserable, wallowing in the feelings that he’s silently submerged himself in hopes that you wouldn’t have to see him like this.

“hoseok, darling,” your words fill the room, and he’s suddenly so suffocated by all the darkness.

“please- i- please make it stop.”

you’re by his side in a second, “make what stop, baby?” he shakes his head, pulling you by your wrist onto the bed so you’re as close to him as possible as he cuddles and wraps himself around you like you’re a teddy bear, “sweetheart,” you say, running your fingers through his hair. he sighs comfortably with you close to him and playing with his hair always made him feel sleepy.

as the tears begin to stop, you lull him to sleep with little whispered nothings, “i love you, sweetheart. please let me know whenever you start to feel bad, okay? i want to be here for you.”

lee minhyuk:

it’s not like it never happens, but it’s still so unusual that it confuses him every time. it creeps up on him slowly until he’s lying beneath you, all dazed and under your control, with a sudden ache in his stomach. it’s anxiety and nervousness that he has no reason to be feeling, but he does.

he knows you wouldn’t want him to hide it, so he calls the safeword immediately, and the change in your expression and demeanor makes his heart swoon just a little bit. suddenly he’s free from the restraints and in your arms and you’re whispering sweet things to him, rubbing his chest to soothe the marks you’d left earlier.

“it's happening again,” he groans, “the thing we had talked about a while ago. when i started feeling bad all of a sudden.”

“ahh, okay. thanks for telling me, sweetheart,” you press a kiss to his forehead, “what i can do right now to help, besides the obvious aftercare stuff?”

“please just- tell me you didn’t mean the things you said to me.”

his plea makes your heart shatter just a bit, but you keep it together for his sake, “i meant none of it. you’re the most important and sweetest angel in my life, my darling sun. i could never mean it. you’re such a sweet soul, my perfect little vita-min,” he smiles softly, feeling so high and light, “i love you, min. don’t forget it.”

he's not mentally there enough to say it back, but you can feel it in the way he moves to hold your hand. you take it, and never let him go.

yoo kihyun:

kihyun is a good communicator… most of the time. he’s mostly gotten past the instinct to bury his feelings down and just deal with whatever’s happening because that had upset you in the past and he doesn’t like making you upset.

but he didn’t know how to verbalize these feelings that had slowly overtaken him. he’s never felt these paralyzing and hellish feelings before, they crept upon him, and the moment you were out that door, they hit him like a ton of bricks.

he wants to call out your name, he wants to cry, but he doesn’t. he can’t. he just lies there, swallowed up by the sheets as he suffocates on his own feelings.

“hey,” you whisper, catching his attention. he’s startled by your call, and you can see in his reaction and nervousness that he isn’t alright.

but he’s still kihyun, and this vulnerability he didn’t get to allow himself to show leaves him anxious, he doesn’t have a sense of control over his lack of control and it makes him uncomfortable.

“kihyun, baby, you’re alright,” you murmur as you kiss his forehead, “you’re okay. you don’t need to talk about it if you don’t want to, just tell me what you need. do you want me here with you? or would you rather me go sit in the other room?”

“with me,” he groans, offering up a spot on the bed next to him, “i want to hold you,” he says. he looks so small right now, especially because his fiery, intense, yet loving personality is just so big that you forget that he’s this fragile little thing sometimes. in that moment, all you felt like doing was holding him tightly and never letting go, protecting him from all the bad things and bad feelings.

but that wasn’t what he wanted. he’s still your kihyun, and this is his way of feeling better, “okay,” you say, “hold me close, will you?”

chae hyungwon:

hyungwon is naturally kind of embarrassed that he’s submissive to you. he hides it well, but he still asks that it not be brought up to any extent in conversation that involves other people. to the world, hyungwon is the one in control, and only behind closed doors does he fall to his knees for you.

but, still, that nervousness and shyness and anxiety eats away at him, makes him feel small and unconfident, and he starts to distance himself emotionally whenever he’s unhappy for any reason. you had done nothing wrong, but hyungwon still hasn’t found peace with the nature of your relationship.

it’s not that he’s deprived of what he wants, but being yours is what he wants, he just can’t stand for anyone else to know that.

and so these bad feelings manifest every now and then, but you and him are used to them. he gives himself a few hours to wallow in them, to truly feel them, and then he asks for a cute little date night as a reminder that your relationship is built off of love and not just dominance over him.

and of course, he requests that you sweet talk him the whole night, “i love you, wonnie. don’t ever believe otherwise, you hear me? you’re my perfect little butterfly, so tall and gorgeous and sweet and kind and loving and absolutely perfect. there’s nothing i don’t adore about you.”

it seems to do the trick.

lee jooheon:

he can’t tell when it happens, but you spot it every time. he becomes somewhat hostile towards you, of course, the feelings aren’t exactly what he wants to feel but he can’t help the amount to which he just becomes harsh and closed off.

but he still listens, still smiles faintly when you hold his hand, “jooheon, sweetheart, im sorry we’ve been neglecting your needs to the point where you feel this way, can you please just talk to me? can you tell me how you feel?”

“i- i don’t feel good. i don’t feel good about anything we do usually, and i’m stuck on why. i’m not hurt, you took care of me well after every session. and i’m just-”

he doesn’t finish his sentence, but you find the right words for him, “frustrated that you don’t understand your feelings?”

“yeah… yeah that’s about right. i’m not mad at you, i just- im mad that i don’t understand why i feel so bad right now.”

“joo, baby, this isn’t irrational or not normal. it’s completely fine to feel like this, and in fact, i’m glad you’re so in tune with your feelings that you’re really trying to understand and feel them completely. hiding them won’t do anything.”

“so- what do we do now?” he asks.

“whatever you want, my sweet bee. you come first tonight.”

im changkyun/i.m:

it had been days since the session, and yet the bad feelings wait to hit him when he’s making breakfast for himself, without you there. he’s not at home and won’t be for a while, and subsequently doesn’t have you there with him.

with the time difference that he forgot to take into account, you’re asleep when he calls. he tries to apologize heavily for waking you up, but since he woke you up, you’re not letting him hang up unless he tells you why he called.

“i didn’t feel well emotionally all of a sudden, and i just wanted to be with you,” he murmurs, and it shatters all of your tired little heart, “and this is the best i’ve got right now. i’m sorry for bothering you while you were asleep, my love.”

“don’t apologize for prioritizing your needs, kyun. do you want to talk?”

“not… really??”

“alright, then i’ll stay on the call with you. im gonna try to go back to sleep, but please let me know if you want to talk. no sleep is more important than my angel.”

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Monsta X “Their baby falls asleep on their chest”

Monsta X Masterlist Group Masterlist

Not requested but I’m in my Monsta X mood.

Shownu/Hyunwoo:

Being so busy made it nearly impossible for Hyunwoo to have one on one time with your son and that was incredibly important to you both. But with a small few vacation days planned, he was getting the chance and you were getting the chance to go out with friends and without a baby for a few hours.

He had finally gotten your son to settle down, being absolutely exhausted himself and feeling a sudden wave of admiration for you. But now Hyunwoo was sat on the couch with a sleeping baby on his chest, lulling to sleep himself when you re-entered your home. His eyes shot open and he looked at you looking at him, but he was too scared to move.

“Hey.” He whispered and you felt your heart swell a little. “Hey.” You said in return, kicking your shoes off and joining him on the couch. “It’s not easy, at all. I want to be around more, I don’t want to miss this any longer.” Hyunwoo stroked his sons head gently as he slept.

“I can’t miss any more of this.”

Wonho/Hoseok:

Hoseok was so happy to have a family of his own, they had to be included in his every aspect of his life. That was why you were all sat in his studio, you, him and your daughter being held against his chest as he showed her things.

You watched, his face being filled with only the biggest smile as he showed her his work station proudly. However you could tell she wasn’t as impressed, as a matter of fact she was bored and found sleep to be a better option. “And this is where I store all my beautiful pictures of you and .... she’s asleep isn’t she?” He asked, voice instantly going small as he looked at his sleeping princess on his chest.

“Out like a light.” You said and he settled into his desk chair. “Sometimes I wonder, if she knows just how much I love her.” Hoseok asked and looked at you with glossy eyes. “She knows, she doesn’t understand that she knows. But she knows.” You said and massaged his shoulder lightly.

“I hope you both know how much I love you.”

Minhyuk:

It seemed like your living room was in shambles, the aftermath of allowing your playful Minhyuk to have your sons undivided attention that day. Toys spread out through out the room, showing you what type of day it was and your son laying on Minhyuk’s chest as a Disney movie played.

“Seems like you guys had an eventfull day.” You said softly and sat down by his legs. “I’m sorry about the mess. But today was great. He’s exhausted though.” Minhyuk smiled, reminiscing his father son day. “The mess is fine. I’m glad you had a good day.” You said, looking at your sleeping son with a smile as you rested your head on his knee.

Minhyuk’s fingers moved to your hair and pet you softly, feeling overwhelming pride in his family in that moment. He was about to lean down to kiss you when your son stirred slightly and he froze with wide eyes. You had to hold back a laugh and you looked away for a moment.

“Kids are ticking time bombs but worth it.”

Kihyun:

The cafe was decently quiet as you 3 entered, only soft music playing and the very soft lull of people talking. “You order, we’ll go sit.” Kihyun said, kissing your cheek before going to sit down.

You walked back to your table with your order and instantly saw your babygirl passed out on his chest, gripping his t-shirt. “I think our day out was too much for her.” He laughed, keeping a hand on her back for support. You sat down next to him and stroked her cheek gently. You both loved these family moments.

Kihyun looked at you both and placed a hand on yours. “This is nice.” He said softly and you nodded. “Wait until you put her back in the stroller. It won’t be as nice.” You laughed, seeing the outcome in your mind.

“Yeah, I didn’t think about that.”

Hyungwon:

(Hyungwon in the daycare was so cute so I drew inspo from that)

You were feeling tired yourself, maybe it was because you were watching your son’s eyes slowly droop as he rested into Hyungwon’s chest. “So sleepy.” You said, leaning over to pat his head gently.

“Hmm?” Hyungwon asked, directing his attention away from the television to look at you both. “He’s sleepy.” You said softly, noticing his now closed eyes. “I think you both are.” Hyungwon commented and stroked his sons cheek and then yours. “I think you’re right.” You mumbled leaning on his shoulder.

Hyungwon looked at you both, smiling lazily as he noticed his sons heavy breathing matching yours. Both of you lulling to sleep in the comfort of Hyungwon and enjoying your lazy day together.

“You guys are going to make me sleepy too.”

Jooheon:

It was quite the sight to walk in on. Jooheon sitting at his desk with your daughter against his chest, serenading her softly. However it was an incredibly sweet sight and it warmed your heart immensly.

“Manage to get any work done at home?” You asked and carefully wrapped your arms around his neck from behind. “Not particularly, but I don’t mind.” Jooheon said, rubbing your daughters back gently. “Did you have a good day?” He added as you kissed his cheek softly. “It’s better now.” You admitted and he nodded softly.

“Sing to me too.” You requested, still holding him while looking at your daughter. He had to stifle a laugh, not wanting to wake his babygirl up. He started humming softly, picking up his singing gradually and you just listened while admiring your little family.

“I’ll always sing for you both.”

I.M/Changkyun:

It was the feeling of an empty bed that startled you awake. Changkyun had been there when you went to bed and he was gone now. You pushed yourself out of bed and instinctively went to your sons room.

There he was sat, his son asleep on his chest as he flipped through some childrens book. “Oh, I was trying not to wake you up.” He said when he noticed you in the door. “He was crying and you were sleeping so deeply. I didn’t want to wake you up.” He explained as you went to sit by them. “It’s okay.” You smiled sleepily, admiring the sight of him with your baby.

“This is a good look on you.” You said softly, grabbing his hand gently. Changkyun smiled as he adjusted the baby gently. “I know, I’m starting to get more and more used to it.” He said and yawned, looking at you with sleepy eyes. “Maybe we should put him back in his crib and go back to bed.” You suggested and he agreed hesitantly, partially not wanting to let his son go.

“Yes, it’s bed time. For all of us.”

A/N: I’m sorry it’s taken me so long to post something real. This is something that wasn’t requested but something that was almost comforting to write. So thank you for baring with me.

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All In│Bang Chan «Chapter TwentyThree»

Synopsis: After a messy break up your sophomore year, you decided that the best thing for you was to finish off your college career single. You wanted to focus on yourself, grow as a person and finish off your degree strong. There’d be plenty of time for love after college. But after losing your camera you become friends with the seemingly perfect boy that threatens to ruin your plans.

Genre: SocialMedia!AU, College!AU, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Smut

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Written Portion of the Chapter Below

You set down your phone feeling Chan pepper your neck with kisses, hitting that spot just below your ear, making you giggle. “Stop~” you whined, with the brightest smile on your face.

His nose buried deep in the juncture of your neck as he smiled against you. “You smell so good…” he chuckled, pulling you closer against his chest. “Do you have class today?”

“No, but I need to go to the library, I have to finish a few more projects” You turned in his arms to face him. You placed your hands on his chest, gazing up at him lovingly. “I don’t wanna go”

“You have to be a good girl and go” he grinned “And it’s almost graduation” he brushed his nose against yours. “You’re almost done Baby girl”

“Don’t wanna~” you grinned letting him roll you over and pin you down. He chuckled looking down at you, his soft curly hair falling over his eyes. “What are you going to do about it?” you tangled your fingers in his hair, scratching just behind his ear.

“You’re a troublemaker” he caressed your cheek while showering you with sweet little kisses along your jaw. “I remember when you used to be so shy” his teeth grazed your skin. “You couldn’t even look at me on facetime.”

“Well...” You grabbed his face making him look down at you. “I’m not looking away anymore” He gave you the brightest smile as you pulled him into the kiss.

This was the happiest either of you have ever been. It was still so surreal that this was your reality. That just a few days prior you’d given up on love and here you were waking up in the arms of the only man you’d ever felt this way for.

It took a little convincing but he finally talked you into going to the library. Walking you to the building, you clung to his hand. “Baby~” you whined, wanting a kiss.

He pulled you in for a hug, pressing a sweet, chaste kiss on your lips. “Oh no”

“What is it?” you looked up at him, confused at the concern look on his face.

“I don’t want to stop kissing you.” he grinned, running his nose down yours. “I could get addicted to this”

“I hope you never stop” you smiled, tugging him inside the library.

You spent the next few hours studying and finishing up your project while Chan alternated between napping and holding your hand. Right now he settled on laying his head on the table, taking a quick power nap while keeping his arm around securely around your waist.

Smiling to yourself, you pecked his cheek before going back to studying,

Occasionally you’d feel him stir in his long enough to give your hip a squeeze or give you a small smile before falling asleep again.

“Do you have to rub your relationship in everyone's face” a familiar voice teased, taking a seat at the table.

“Hey Hyunjin” you grinned.

Hyunjin sighed looking over at Chan “Almost three years on the swim team with Channie-Hyung and that man never sleeps, and yet here he is knocked out like a Baby”

Chan was one of the people that couldn’t just be idle. There was always something to do. Something to work on, something to improve on. It was like he was too wired to actually relax. Even on swim meets while the team was taking a mental and physical break before competition Chan was always doing something. Often times it caused worry amongst the guys; No amount of nagging could even get him to take a step back. He was just too tense to relax. But with you, in the middle of the day he was just sleeping.

His usually tense shoulders, relaxed. The little furrow in his brow gone, his breathing, calm and even. He genuinely was just so at ease with you.

The corner of his mouth tugged into a smile. “It’s hard to be annoyed at everything you guys went through when I see you like this”

You laughed “I wouldn’t blame you if you did.”

“I’m not gonna hold anything against either of you.” he shrugged. “You’re my best friend and you’re happy and Channie-Hyung has always been a hero to me so I guess this is fine” he laughed “You guys are allowed to be dysfunctional once, so don’t get used to dragging us all in your drama” he winked before heading out. “I’ll catch you guys later”

Finishing up your assignment you quietly packed up for the day when Chan slipped his hand in yours. You laughed holding your threaded hands up. “It’s a lot harder to clean like this”

He gave you a sleepy smile. “Deal with it, you’re stuck with me” he placed a kiss on the back of your hand.

“Oh no, whatever shall I do” your tongue darted out, licking your lips as you eyed your boyfriend.

He leaned in closer to you, his voice quiet and low. Taking advantage of being in the library to tease you. He moved his free hand on your thigh, squeezing it tightly. “Baby girl… if you keep looking at me like that I’m gonna kiss you senseless.”

“Is that a promise or a threat?”

“You trying to find out?” he gave you a cheeky smile.

To Be Continued…

Hey Friends! ( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ

I had so many chapters of plot, angst and with them being broken up it was so nice to write something fluffy for them 🥺 I just wanted it to be a sweet fluffy chapter.

Sorry for the long wait guys

I’ll re-read in the morning for spelling and editing mistakes because it’s 2am right now and I have work tomorrow >.<

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