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ayeeedomino · 1 year ago

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Ateez 9th member

Roux and her dates

Ryujin:

Roux and Ryujin were talking via SNS, about their tour plans and countries they will be in the future. The two have been to unofficial dates before, but never a formal one at that. Ryujin sent a a flirt message:

“Why don’t you come have dinner with me and then we talk more? 👀”

“Sure babe😉”

With that settled, at a Friday they met up in front of a famous trendy restaurant in Seoul. As the night went by, they got talking about their time together at JYP, their dreams and goals, and their personal life.

"You know, Jinnie, there's something I've been wanting to share with you. Ive been seeing your performances and I really admire your confidence on stage and how effortlessly you command attention. It's truly captivating, as if you cast a spell on them.”

"Wow, thanks babe. That means a lot coming from you, you’re gonna make me blush. Honestly, I've always been in hypnotized by your stage presence! You really evolved, it’s like a whole different girl from the one I met back then.”

"Thanks darling. It's not always easy, but when I'm up there, it's like I'm in my element. And being able to connect with fans through music, it's a feeling like no other. And the guys been helping me build my confidence. But what have you been up to in your rest days??”

Ryujin gives her little charming chuckle and proceeds saying; "In my rest days? Well, you know I like to rest at home, like binge watching some new tv show, listening to music, and cooking! You know is like a therapy for me!”

As Roux smiles, she throws a shot; “You know, next time you rest you can call me to cuddle, right?”

"Yeah, I will, it sounds nice. You know, you continue being fearless. You're not afraid to be you, and that's a rare quality.“

Roux looks into her eyes and says; "Thank you, but it’s not hard when I’m around you, you are captivating.”

Ryujin smiles and reaches to hold Roux hands; "You know, you mean a lot to me..and also,we could be a very hot pair…”

“I know right?..” as she giggles, they both continue enrolling through the night, wondering about what could be their future together…

Yves:

They don’t really know each other, but one day Roux sent a message complimenting Yves a story she posted. Yves replied complimenting her back and they started talking. A few weeks later Yves decided to invite her to a night out.

They first meet up at a trendy bar known for its lively atmosphere and creative cocktails. As they chat over drinks, they discover shared interests in music, fashion, and travel, sparking a sense of excitement for the night ahead.

After a few drinks, they move to a nearby club where they start dancing, they feel free. As they lose themselves in the music, dancing together with uninhibited joy and passion, their laughter blending seamlessly with the rhythm of the crowd.

As the night passes, they take breaks from dancing to share intimate conversations in quieter corners of the club, getting to know each other on a deeper level amidst the vibrant energy of the night.

"Roux, can I be honest with you for a moment?"

Roux smiles and says; "Of course, unnie. What's on your mind?"

After a deep breath she said; "I just want to say that I've really enjoyed getting to know you. There's something about your presence that's so captivating and genuine. I feel like I can be myself around you."

Roux blushes; "Thank you unnie. I feel the same way about you. It's rare to meet someone at first sight who understands you on such a deep level, you know?"

Yves nods; "Yeah, it is rare. But with you, it feels natural. I admire your strength and your passion for life. You have this inner light that shines so brightly, and it's impossible not to be drawn to it."

"Wow, thanks unnie. That means a lot to me. And you, there's a kindness in your eyes that speaks volumes. It's like you see the beauty in everyone and everything around you."

Yves looks away into the crowd before proceeding; "I try my best. But with you, it's easy. There's something about you that brings out the best in people. I feel like I can open up to you in ways I never thought possible."

Roux looks down to Yves hands, looks up where their eyes meet, and gently takes her hands; "I'm glad you feel that way. Even thought we only met personally today, I feel like I’ve known you for a long time."

As Yves squeezes her hands, she said; "Me too. I don't know what the future holds for us, but I do know that I want you to be a part of it. You've captivated me."

Roux leans very close to Yves, before whispering; "Then let's make the most of every moment we have together. Whatever the future may bring." before pulling her back to the dance floor.

As the early hours of the morning approach, they decide to call it a night, their hearts racing with adrenaline and their faces flushed with excitement. With promises to do it all again soon, Roux and Yves part ways, their spirits lifted by the unforgettable memories they've created together on this exhilarating date.

Giselle:

Giselle and Roux met back in 2020, when their schedules overlapped. Since then they kept talking and going out. Roux just called Giselle and asked her to come over.

They start by watching random tv shows, before watching the movie “Carol”. The movie is pretty intense, and made them cry at the end. As it ended they started discussing their favorite scenes, moments and critics of the movie. That lead to an intimate conversation.

“You know Roux, I really connect with you! We share similar struggles, issues, and moments. I feel you and I match.”

“I feel that way too! I guess we both dealt with bad comments from the media..”

“Yes! Talking about that, how are you dealing with that scandal? I mean, it’s bad enough to have people eyeing your personal life, but something so intimate as sexuality must be shit.”

“I mean, I guess I’m fine? Yeah it’s annoying, but that’s nothing really I can do? Dealing with this industry have so many problems, but also have me the ability to share my music, my passion, something so dear to me…and have so many supporters feels nice, you know?”

“Yeah, I know. Feels nice to not feel alone.”

After a moment of quiet, she said:

“I don’t mean to be weird or make you uncomfortable, but is it true?”

“Yeah, it is.”

“Oh, hope you don’t let anything bad get to your head, because you are a really amazing person, intelligent and gorgeous at that.”

“Oh stop you’ll make me blush.”

“You know, I’ve never really thought of myself being with a girl…I guess I never gave myself the time to really think. All of my life I just thought I had to like men, before I even stop to think what I really like..”

“Oh I know that feeling. I guess you just have to have some introspective moment with yourself, do you see yourself with a woman? With a man? Or both? Do you see yourself settling down with all of them? Or just one of them? Guess you should just really think, and don’t pressure yourself with it! Everyone have their own time!”

“Thanks….though I feel like I wouldn’t mind doing any of that with you…of course, slowly, but if you are open to it, I wouldn’t mind…”

As they cuddle together, they spent the rest of the night talking and just being comfortable with each other.

Yunjin:

This year 2024 Coachella happens to have both Le Sserafim and Ateez performing. What a better excuse to have more time together? First they meet backstage and go out to see other head liners. But at their day off they decided to go to an amusement park.

They arrive early, eager to beat the crowds and make the most of their time. Hand in hand, they start with the roller coasters, laughing and screaming as they race through loops and twists, adrenaline pumping through their veins.

Afterward, they explore the various attractions, from the dizzying heights of the Ferris wheel to the exhilarating drops of the Tower of Terror. With each ride, they bond over shared excitement and occasional nervousness, reassuring each other with comforting words and playful nudges.

As they stroll through the park, they indulge in classic carnival treats like cotton candy and funnel cakes, savoring the sweetness of the moment as they exchange stories and inside jokes.

Feeling adventurous, they challenge each other to games of skill and chance, determined to win each other stuffed animals as souvenirs of their unforgettable day.

As the sun sets and the park lights up with colorful displays, they find themselves on the carousel, riding side by side on majestic horses, feeling like carefree children lost in a whirlwind of joy and wonder.

As the night comes to a close, they share a quiet moment on a bench, watching the fireworks paint the sky with bursts of light and color. With hearts full of happiness and memories to last a lifetime, they share a tender kiss, grateful for the magic of their day at the amusement park.

"I've been thinking a lot lately about life, you know? A few years ago I thought I would just become a lawyer, but now I am here, traveling the world, seeing so many different cultures, exploring the world.”

“I get it, seeing all of this make you feel so accomplished."

“You know, whenever I’m with you, it’s like the world stops, the sounds fades, it’s just you and me.”

“That's exactly how I feel too. You just always manage to make so comfortable, so nice."

"And I love that. I love how we can just be ourselves with each other, no pretenses, no expectations."

"Me too. It's like we have this special connection that's just ours, you know?"

"Yeah, I do. And I never want to take it for granted.."

“I'm truly grateful for tonight. It was a cool way to rewind."

“You’re right.” With that they share an embrace watching the sun go down.

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svt-yexi · 1 year ago

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Random Yexi Facts: Part 3

Is a significant shareholder in Team Wang, which Jackson surprised her with.

When they all got their own places Yexi didn't want to live alone so she debated asking Minghao or Jun to be her Roomie but Mingyu and Wonwoo brought up staying together since they knew she didn't want to live alone.

She picks up languages easily but because of this she ends up blending languages into the same sentence sometimes.

She's gotten offers to do movies in China but she never moves forwarded because she hates being alone.

One night while drunk her and Cheol talked about his enlistment and she told him that she was worried about when everyone would enter because it had always been the 14 of them. He promised to let her keep his ring on a necklace so she'd always have the reminder that it was temporary.

She was shocked when she found out that Taehyung from BTS was into her.

She has her own room at Jackson's place despite rarely being there.

She helped produce some of the songs on Jungkooks album under a different name.

She gets excited every time she gets to meet/talk to NCTs Mark.

She visits the other Got7 members, mostly Jinyoung and Bambam.

The Got7 members all still check in with her occasionally since Jackson is usually in China.

She was tongue tied for the first time she met ITZYs Ryujin.

Gave up the opportunity to be a coach in Street Dance China

Her biggest fan base are the males in Japan, they go feral for her over there.

She gets a lot of opportunities in Japan but she isn't the biggest fan of doing things alone since in the past she's been put in awkward positions (more so in the beginning of her career)

Her only big stipulation when resigning the contract was that she would get the veto power for any hair cut or hair color the company wanted.

Bam (jungkooks dog) is staying at her apartment while jungkook is serving in the military.

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pupphe-additions · 1 year ago

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What Happened?

Word Count: 2,380 TW/CW: Swearing, talks of bullying/teasing/mean girl behavior, talks of anxiety as well. Also mentions the fear of being alone and being ignored. Note: This is a work of fiction, I am not saying these girls are actually mean girls. Don't hate. It's not real. Don't like it just keep scrolling thanks Overview: Evie finally talks about the Anti ITZY controversy with some of the SKZ boys and speaks out on it on her Instagram. Request? Technically yes by @elizalabs3 Who's Involved: Danceracha (Hyunjin, Felix, and Leeknow) and Evie

January 14th, 2024

Evie has been acting really strange recently, and the boys have all taken notice. Every time they’ve asked her what’s bothering her she just tells her that she’s fine and that they are being over dramatic and over analyzing her behavior. She’s been trying to mask how she’s been feeling but it’s gotten to a point where she can’t keep doing that anymore. One more question and she feels like she is about to explode. She feels overly stressed and doesn’t know how to express it, she tried doing her normal distractions but they aren’t helping. Comments are laying heavy on the idol's mind as she paces the length of the room and rubs her arms.

Hyunjin finally breaks a silence that no one even realized was there. “My love, what’s wrong?”

Evie lifts up her hand dismissively. “Don’t.” She barks in a harsh tone.

“Evie, don’t lash out at Hyunjin.” Felix says gently, grabbing her hand to get her attention. “We’ve all noticed you’ve been bothered. You can talk to us about anything, you know this. We love you, we don’t like seeing you suffer in silence like this, Bear.”

“It’s seriously nothing.” Evie says, pulling her hand away from Felix and walking away.

The two boys shake their heads at one another before following Evie, they are determined to get the truth out of her and will not stop until they get answers. She’s been acting weird for over a month, so something is clearly wrong. Evie can hear the boys quickly follow behind her and she rolls her eyes. She knows these two won’t stop until they get some sort of answer from her, but she doesn’t know how to talk about this. She hasn’t known how to talk about it, that's why she hasn’t.

“Oi! Ari! Wait up!” Felix says from behind her and she stops and turns to face him with her arms crossed over her chest.

“What do you guys want? Can’t you just leave me alone? I clearly have nothing to say to you.”

“No. We can’t leave you alone.” Hyunjin says as he stares at Evie.

“You may not have something to say but you definitely have something on your mind, so why don’t we just sit down and talk about it.” Felix pipes in carefully.

“Yeah, we can all cook or order food and eat and just figure this out together.” Hyunjin says softly brushing her hair out of her face as he steps toward her. “I hate seeing you so tense and worked up like this Vi.”

Evie sighs, there’s no way of getting out of it this time. “Fine. Let’s eat while we talk about this, I don’t think I can do this without motivation.”

“Thank you.” The boys say in unison before they all decide what to order for food.

While they wait for food to arrive Evie and the two boys sit down and she rehearses what she wants to say in her head a few times, each time she is unhappy with it. How does she talk about something that happened like six years ago? Something that she's avoided like the plague since her debut with Stray Kids. It’s just awkward to even think about anymore. She should’ve just sucked it up and gotten over it but she never got closure so it all still hurts every time it’s brought up. With the new resurgence as well it is just too much. Evie must’ve gotten lost in her thoughts because the next thing she knows Felix and Hyunjin are walking up to her with the food they ordered in their hands.

“Alright Evs, foods here.” Felix beams as they sit on either side of her and they sort out who’s food is whose.

“Yeah…” Evie says with a forced smile. She takes a few bites before she picks at it trying to muster the courage to talk about it.

Evie shakes her head and slaps her cheeks to hype herself up. “This is hard to talk about.” She shrugs as she stares at her food, picking at it with her chopsticks again.

“We aren’t going anywhere Vi, take your time.” Hyunjin reassures placing a hand on her leg and squeezing it slightly as he does.

“Yeah, I know. You’ve been pestering me all day, it’s giving me a fucking migraine.” Evie says rubbing her temples before taking another bite of food.

After swallowing her bite she sighs, “I guess I should just rip it off like a bandaid huh?”

“If that’s how you want to do it mate.” Felix replies, shrugging.

“This is fucking weird to talk about it’s been so long…”

“What is it about?” Hyunjin tilts his head as he asks.

Bluntly Evie says, “Itzy.”

“That’s what’s been bothering you? The Itzy comments?” Felix seems confused.

“Yes and no. It’s more what the girls did to me and how they treated me. I’m supposed to just be happy around them and not hurt. I have yet to get a fucking apology for how awful they were to me.”

Hyunjin’s eyes widen as he sees Evie make a tight fist, clearly getting overly emotional. “What’d they do to you my love?”

Evie shakes her head and her hands trying to process everything. Is she really talking about this? “I need a minute… Please…” her voice cracks as angry tears threaten to fall. The boys just nod and let her take her time.

“You have to remember I haven’t even talked about this in therapy yet… So this is me finally processing it after all those years okay…” Evie says before taking big bites of her food to try and forget the conversation at hand.

“That’s why it’s bothering you so much.” Felix observes and the girl just nods her head as she finishes the big bite she just took.

“Yeah…” Evie sighs once more before speaking again. “As you guys know after I was cut from the show and from the group in 2018 I trained with Itzy for a while. And to say I was an outcast is an understatement. Those girls treated me like I was fucking dirt. Do you know how that feels? The group of people who you are supposed to live with and spend the majority of your time with hating your fucking existence. That hurts so much more than anyone could possibly know.”

Evie has to stop speaking as tears fall from her eyes and she starts to shake, emotions she’s never truly processed hitting her like a stab right in her heart. She feels so small, so broken. She wants to scream and punch things but she knows that won’t fix anything. The two boys sit in stunned silence staring at the crumbling female before them. They can tell she’s not done talking but they just do their best to comfort her, they don’t add anything worried they’d make it worse. Hyunjin rubs your leg gently as Felix lays her head on his chest near his heart and he steadies his heartbeat and breathing for her to listen to as he knows that’s something that brings her a lot of comfort. After a few moments she clears her throat and continues to talk.

“It started with one but then they all sorta just gained up on me. It was like they said ‘bully the reject she can handle it.’ I was like their verbal punching bag. What hurt the most though was when they made fun of my speaking, as if I can control having an accent or having ‘weird’ Korean… I was fluent in Korean at the time too so I don’t understand what their issue was with me. I didn’t do anything to those girls. It was like they were mad that I almost debuted before them or something. There’s no way PD-nim didn’t see the way they treated me, they didn’t fucking hide the fact they didn’t like me. So yeah, when they debuted I did feel some sort of way but guess what I got over it. I trained with the NMIXX girls until it was time for me to come back to my home, you guys, and when I was with them it was heavenly. They treated me with so much love and respect, maybe because I was the oldest or maybe it’s because they weren’t in a hateful mood I don't know.”

Evie takes a deep breath realizing she was talking really fast, at a slower pace she continues. “I know you can’t get along with everyone and I understand and accept that. However, to treat someone with so much hate and disrespect feels uncalled for. I never once did anything to instigate anything, and to think. Chaeryoung asked me to do a dance with her on tiktok. NO. Leave me alone. Like, haven’t you done enough when you were doing mean girl behavior with your other members toward an already beaten down trainee?”

When Evie finally looks up she notices that Lee Know was leaning on the door frame, he seemed to have been listening from afar. She waves him over and he comes and sits with them. Everyone is silent for a few moments as Evie processes everything.

“I’m not an anti. I just don’t want to show support toward people who were hateful toward me, maybe that had a bad couple of weeks/months. That doesn’t mean take it out on me. Unless maybe they didn’t want me on the team and at that point just be honest and don’t be mean about it? I don’t know. Just the way they went about it and then no one apologizing even after years just seems wild to me.” Evie shrugs. “I don’t know how to talk about this with the public because I don’t want Itzy to be hated, I just want an apology so I can just get that awful chapter closed and maybe I can heal.”

“I understand. If you want we can maybe try and help you talk about it? To put the rumors to rest and ease your mind a bit.” Lee Know suggests.

“That’d be nice…”

“Hey, Evie.” Hyunjin says. “We love you. I’m sorry they treated you like that, that’s not fair to you. I think you should report it if it’s still affecting you after so long, I mean for an entire month you barely slept and have been acting really strange because of the internet calling you an anti again.”

“I’m not gonna do that.” Evie says fast. “It’s fine. I’m fine really. It just gets exhausting seeing people saying I’m an anti all because they debuted before me and without me. So what if I didn’t make the original line up, I’m clearly much happier where I am now so what’s the big deal?”

The boys shrug and Felix speaks this time. “I think people just want a reason to hate you mate. The fact they can’t find one bugs ‘em so they bring this up every six to eight months to get a reaction outta ya.”

“Maybe but it’s heartbreaking because even some of our stays think I’m bitter. I am not bitter, just broken-hearted. Is that the same? I don’t think so.”

Lee Know sighs. “I don’t get why everyone has to try and start something with you. You’re just trying to live your life. Let’s make a post on your Instagram and pin it yeah? We can also have an official statement released too. Let’s just say you aren’t an anti, because you said you aren’t, and we can either come up with some bullshit excuse or be straight up honest and just say we just don’t get along and that’s okay we are human. Or something. Up to you of course. It’s your situation after all.”

Evie scratches at her arm before she grabs her phone. She puts the camera against her leg to have a solid black background before writing her statement first in English then in Korean on two different slides. She puts them in the only highlight that is on her page labeled “itzy.” The statement reads as follows:

Hello everyone, this is Evelyn. You may know me better as Evie from the KPop group Stray Kids. This post is going to be a bit different from anything I’ve ever done before. This is my official statement about all the rumors and allegations that I am an Itzy anti. I would like to say I am NOT an Itzy anti. I’ve never been an Itzy anti. The girls and I just didn’t get along in our trainee days, maybe now that we are older we could try for a friendship but I am by no means an anti. I actually enjoy some of their music. I just avoided them due to conflicted feelings I felt about everything that happened. Although we didn’t get along, I will always wish the best for them and wish them nothing but good luck in any future endeavors they have. I’m sorry for not speaking out sooner or talking about this sooner, I never really knew how to address this without giving away too many details as this is something that is extremely personal to not only me but the girls that are in Itzy. Next time something comes up I will be sure to handle it differently, and hopefully better. I ask you guys to not pry any farther into this as I do not want to talk about it anymore than this. I am only human, as are they, I deserve privacy as does everyone else. Just because I am an idol doesn't mean I do not deserve privacy. Thank you for listening.

She showed the boys the statement and they all agreed it looked okay and before okaying it with any of her managers or the staff she just posted it. She didn’t care if she got in trouble, she just was tired of hearing it. After the post she turned her phone off, not wanting to hear or see the reaction of the public and she just sort of sat there on the floor and cried as the, now three, boys tried their best to calm her down and help her get out of her head.

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darkstar225 · 2 years ago

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Twice's 10th member getting permission to date ITZY's Yeji

A/N: Hey guys, I'm sorry for disappearing but I got my wisdom teeth out so yeah- lol. Anyway- :D I hope that my friend Thira3 that gave me this idea on Wattpad likes it! :)

The request: Hi I saw a you do a request about dating yeji I was wondering if you could do where yeji is in love with y/n and yeji ask the twice members if she could date y/n. They were hesitant because the members still saw y/n as kid especially the j-line( even though already off age) but after they saw how happy y/n is with yeji and how yeji babying y/n they agreed. Thank you ❤️

PS: Tysm for everyone that reads what I write, I hope I can bring a smile to your faces every time I post! I'd like to thank whoever sent me this idea 'cause I loved to write it <3

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In the heart of Seoul, where the city's vibrancy and tradition melded seamlessly, lived a tale of an unexpected romance that would forever change the lives of two young women. Y/N, the 10th member of TWICE, was known for her radiant smile, infectious laughter, and an endearing innocence that had always endeared her to her unnies. But little did she know that her life was about to take a turn she never anticipated.

Among the unnies, there was one who had been holding a secret. Yeji, the charismatic leader of ITZY, was the epitome of cool confidence onstage. Yet, behind that fierce facade was a heart that beat irregularly whenever the youngest was around (Not Shy is a lie~ atm lol). Yeji's feelings had gradually evolved from friendship to something deeper, something she could no longer ignore.

One cold autumn evening, after a day filled with practice and schedules, Yeji finally decided to open her heart. She invited Y/N to her favourite spot, a tranquil rooftop garden, far removed from the hustle and bustle of the city below. Underneath the starlit sky, the soft murmur of a city at rest, Yeji took a deep breath and spoke her truth, her voice a mix of trepidation and resolve.

Yeji - Y/N, there's something I've been wanting to tell you...

TWICE's angel's eyes shone with curiosity and warmth, urging Yeji to continue.

Yeji - I... I've realized that my feelings for you go beyond friendship. I've fallen in love with you, Y/N.

The words hung in the air like constellations, each one carrying the weight of Yeji's vulnerability. the maknae was taken aback, her heart fluttering like a hummingbird's wings. She searched Yeji's eyes, seeking sincerity, and found it there, shining like a lighthouse in the darkness. Y/N felt a flood of emotions swirl within her. She cherished their friendship, the way Yeji's laughter echoed in her memories and the late-night conversations they shared. Yet, this confession introduced a new layer to their relationship, one that the younger girl hadn't considered before.

Yeji, sensing Y/N's internal struggle, hurried to speak, her voice a mix of anxiety and earnestness.

Yeji - I understand if this is surprising or if you need time. But I couldn't keep my feelings hidden any longer. I wanted you to know, Y/N!

TWICE's honey's heart was torn between the familiarity of their friendship and the exhilaration of this unexpected revelation. She looked at Yeji, feeling a gentle warmth radiating from within.

Y/N - Yeji unnie, I appreciate your honesty. I need some time to process everything if that's okay.

Yeji nodded, her smile tinged with relief.

Yeji - Of course, Y/N. Take all the time you need. I'll be here, no matter what (such a cutie).

In the days that followed, TWICE's sunshine found herself navigating uncharted emotional territory. She cherished her friendship with Yeji and was grateful for the love that had been expressed. But she couldn't ignore the gentle whispers of her heart, the possibility of something more.

As Y/N wrestled with her feelings, the word inevitably spread within the TWICE sisters. The unnies gathered, concern etching their features as they discussed Yeji's confession. Jihyo, Nayeon, Jeongyeon, Momo, Sana, Mina, Dahyun, Chaeyoung, and Tzuyu all had their opinions, each reflecting their unique bond with their baby.

The J-line, known for their protective instincts over the younger members, were the most hesitant. Momo, Sana, and Mina had seen Y/N grow up and shared moments of laughter and guidance. To them, Y/N was still the cherished younger sibling, the one they'd nurtured and looked after. Momo sighed, her gaze distant as she spoke softly.

Momo - I mean, she's still our baby Y/N, isn't she? Can we really picture her in a romantic relationship?

Sana nodded in agreement, her brows furrowed.

Sana - It's just strange to think about. Our maknae dating someone, especially Yeji.

Mina, usually the calm and composed one, added her opinion to the convo.

Mina - But if Y/N truly cares for Yeji, and if Yeji makes her happy, shouldn't we support her?

As the discussions continued, opinions shifted, and perceptions evolved. The unnies started to notice the small things: The way Y/N's eyes lit up when Yeji entered the room, the laughter that seemed to come easier when they were together and the way they looked out for each other during tough times.

One day, as the members were gathered backstage before a performance, Y/N and Yeji walked in, their hands entwined. There was an air of comfort between them, a sense of unity that spoke volumes. Momo, Sana, and Mina exchanged a knowing glance, a silent understanding passing between them. During a break, Tzuyu approached her only dongsang.

Tzuyu - Hey, bae, can I talk to you for a moment?

Y/N nodded and followed Tzuyu to a quieter corner. Tzuyu looked at her, her gaze earnest yet gentle.

Tzuyu - Love, we've been talking as unnies, and I just wanted to say that if Yeji makes you happy, we support you. You're not a kid anymore, you're an adult capable of making your own choices.

Tears welled up in the youngest's eyes as she realized the depth of her unnies' love and understanding. She hugged Tzuyu tightly, whispering a heartfelt thank you.

Over time, as they witnessed the tenderness and care that Yeji showered upon their child, as they saw the happiness that radiated from both of them when they were together, the unnies' hesitance melted away. They began to see the love between Y/N and Yeji. The turning point came during a quiet evening at the dorm. The members were sitting together, sharing stories and laughter. The couple was wrapped up in each other, their affection evident in every touch and glance. The J-line exchanged a glance once more, this time filled with warmth and approval.

Momo cleared her throat, drawing everyone's attention.

Momo - Darling, Yeji, we want to say something.

She exchanged a knowing smile with Sana and Mina before continuing.

Momo - We've had our concerns, but seeing the two of you together, we can't deny the happiness you bring each other. If Yeji makes you happy, sweetheart, then we're happy for you both.

Tears shimmered in Y/N's eyes as she looked at her unnies, feeling a flood of emotions overwhelm her. Yeji held her hand, her grip reassuring, as she smiled at the members.

Y/N - Thank you, unnies. Your approval means the world to us, to me.

From that moment, Y/N and Yeji's relationship bloomed without reservation. As autumn melted into winter and then blossomed into spring, their relationship continued to be written, a melody of two hearts that had found their harmonious rhythm with the TWICE unnies alongside them, and this made the couple have only one thought:

I am so loved by my dear unnies.

A/N: I apologise for any errors, English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there's something wrong, ty for reading <3

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witchblade · 1 year ago

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i should make a kinda painful to listen to gg playlist

#zoom zoom. born to be (mild addition). itzy want it imad royal ver. sonar breaker. ring x ring (also mild)

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mistayss · 2 months ago

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just some addition ideas I’ve had recently ✨✨

exo additions :: [saay fc] & [eunji fc] make their debut in the og lineup, brining exo to 14. [saay fc] is apart of exo-m and [eunji fc] is apart of exo-k.

[eunbi fc] debuted in the lineup as the maknae in 2015 with call me baby to help the blow of losing two members. she later also made her debut in sm female super group girls on top.

the girls debuted in their own subunit in spring of 2017. they have released a plentiful of comebacks under said subunit and still do to this day.

all 3 members are still active members of exo to this day, but [eunji fc] and [saay fc] left sm entertainment after their latest contract renewals and are currently under their own company and promote both as a duo and solo.

seventeen additions :: all the girls debuted in the original lineup, with each member besides [seulgi fc] taking part in their predebut reality show.

all of the girls are members of the harmony unit. [mimi fc] is the leader + rapper, [seulgi fc] is the vocalist, [handong fc] is the dancer and [nancy fc] is the all rounder maknae.

[mimi fc] & [nancy fc] are in the rap unit, [seulgi fc] is in the vocal unit and [handong fc] is in the performance unit. [mimi fc] is also apart of the svt leaders unit and [nancy fc] & dino are in a duo subunit called ____

pristin addition :: pledis announced [handong fc] would be going on an indefinite hiatus and would be halting all activities with seventeen in september 2016. a few months later a teaser image was dropped of her with the new gg pristin.

no official statements were ever made to clarify [handong fc]’s situation but she promoted as a member of pristin all throughout 2017 and then made her debut in pristin v in 2018.

[handong fc] returned to seventeen from her indefinite hiatus in Q3 of 2018 for a harmony unit comeback. none of the members of either group were seemingly allowed to talk about the situation and fans have been left in the dark about what was actually going on bts.

hello venus addition :: [seulgi fc] made her debut as an original member of hello venus in 2012.

when group contracts got switched around in 2014, [seulgi fc] was the only member who kept her joint artist contract with both fantagio and pledis. this caused some tension bts when it came to the releases of sticky sticky and wiggle wiggle.

in early 2015, debut teaser images for seventeen dropped and [seulgi fc] was present despite their being no announcement of her leaving hello venus at the time. when fans raised questions, pledis announced that [seulgi fc] would be debuting in seventeen and leaving fantagio and hello venus after their summer comeback.

[seulgi fc] participated in the song and mv of hello venus’ im ill but none of the stages or live shows. she officially left the group in august of 2015.

#I know seventeen additions can be iffy but I hope sparked with the pristin idea and rolled on from their #I’m in my missing exo hours so here those girlies are :]#I have more addition ideas with riize and itzy but here are my current fixations

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minqies · 7 months ago

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y'all i can't stop thinking abt sabrina

#・ .˳⁺⁎ 𓂃 ⌗ ⠀:⠀ rants.#so badly wanna make her an addition but i really need to do my itzy add first #but sabrina... in kiof... UGHHHH #maybe i'll make her and just... keep her in the drafts for now #we'll see fjkkakd

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itzynabi · 1 year ago

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birthday boy

summary: in which nabi celebrates san’s birthday

set: early july 2024

word count: 1.9k

warnings: suggestive content [pls dont read if ure a minor or uncomfy with suggestive content🙏🏾]; mention of food; a makeout sesh and i think that’s it

an: my fave couple!! you donf even understand the joy i feel to finally be posting this yoh! feedback and reblogs are much appreciated 💐

nabi’s masterlist

Nabi pressed the doorbell, swaying on the balls of her feet as she waited for the door to open. She waved her left arm around, causing the gift bag she was holding to hit her legs. She was about to press the button again when she heard Seonghwa’s voice.

“Who’s there?” He asked through the speaker.

“It’s Nabi,” She answered, putting her face in front of the camera so he could see her. She waved a peace sign by her eye. Seonghwa soon opened the door, letting Nabi in.

“How are you? It’s been a while since I last saw you,” he said as Nabi put her gift bag on the bench in the entryway. She traded her sneakers for a pair of slippers, raising to her full height again and grabbing her bag.

“I’m good. Working hard for our comeback,” she told the older man as he led her into the apartment.

“It’s in August, right?”

Nabi nodded. “Yeah, so we’re spending almost every day practising dances.”

“And you’re also doing That’s So Evie,” he said, offering her a seat on the couch.

She chuckled, sitting down with her bag at her feet. “I’m a busy person. How are promotions going?” She asked him about his promotions for BOUNCY.

“They’re good,” Seonghwa said, also sitting down. “Obviously a bit tiring, with how intense our choreography is, but we’re all enjoying it.”

“I haven’t spoken to you since my episode with Yunho and San came out,” she noted, pouting a little bit as she thought about it.

He nodded. “That’s right. And speaking of San, I’m assuming you’re here to see him?” He pointed at the gift bag by her feet.

Nabi smiled brightly. “You’re right. It’s a happy early birthday.”

“He’s in the shower right now–” he pointed to the bathroom, where Eve could hear water running– “but you can go to his room if you want to wait for him there.”

“Okay.” She nodded, standing up. She took hold of her bag as she walked around the couch. “If you’re asleep by the time I leave, then goodnight,” she told Seonghwa as she opened the door to San’s room.

“Goodnight,” he responded, going to his room.

Nabi entered San’s room, moving to sit on the bed. She looked around the room, sighing at the decor. Opening her gift bag, she looked for a place to put the throw blanket she brought over. Since San’s room was… struggling in the colour department, Nabi had made it her mission to add some brightness to it. She decided to place the purple blanket on San’s gaming chair. She was so busy staring at her new addition to the room that she didn’t notice San entering the room.

He was shocked to see someone in her room, but upon noticing it was her — her red hair gave her away — he smiled softly. He dropped the towel that he was using to dry his hair on the floor, walking to Nabi with purpose before wrapping his arms around her.

Nabi made a squeaking noise because of how sudden and strong San’s hug was. “Hi,” she said, turning around in his arms.

“Hi,” he replied. His eyes flickered over her shoulder, seeing the blanket on his chair as she chuckled lightly. “Did you know that every time you come over, you end up leaving something behind?”

She shrugged. “I don’t think you understand just how plain your room is. There’s only so much I can do.”

“But it’s purposely monochromatic,” he sulked.

“Yeah, but, like… it’s boring,” she weakly argued, still in San’s hold. “I just added a little colour to it, that’s all.” He continued to sulk until Nabi poked his cheek. “You’re not happy to see me?”

San picked her up, spinning her around twice as she wrapped her legs around his waist. She rested her head in the junction between his neck and shoulder, feeling the dampness of his hair and smelling the freshness of his body wash.

“I’m the happiest when I get to see you,” he told her when he had put her down. “So, what are you doing here?”

“We won’t be able to spend your birthday together, so I figured we could celebrate it early.” She pulled out of his arms, walking the few steps to his bed to retrieve her bag. She plopped herself on the floor, crossing her legs and looking up at him as she waited for him to do the same. Opening the bag, she pulled out a medium sized container. “I tried to make sure the icing didn’t smudge, but I don’t know if I succeeded.” She placed the container in front of him before opening it, revealing a homemade cake.

San gasped. “Wah… This is amazing, Biyah!”

“You don’t even know what it tastes like,” she muttered, feeling her cheeks grow warm.

“Just the fact that you made this is amazing.” He pressed a soft kiss to her cheek. “Thank you.”

“Okay,” she said, beginning to feel awkward. She cleared her throat, looking around the room. “Okay.”

“Are you blushing?” He teased, causing her to roll her eyes.

“No, I’m not,” she groaned. “Let me put the candles.” She reached her hand in the bag, pulling out candles and a lighter. She placed the two candles in the centre of the cake, making sure the '2’ and the '4’ were facing the right way. She lit them before quickly scooching away so that she was sitting in front of her boyfriend.

As she sang for him, he stared at her with warm eyes, his face turning slightly red. When she finished, he thanked her before blowing out his candles.

“Thank you, Biyah,” he said when she had returned to his side.

“It’s no problem.” She waved him off before suddenly staring him in the eyes. “Please don’t leave this in your fridge for three months,” she pleaded her boyfriend, who laughed until he realised she was serious.

San scratched the back of his neck. “I'll do my best to make sure it's eaten by two months from now.”

Nabi continued to stare at him, deciding whether she believed him or not. “I'll tell Hongjoong oppa that this should be treated like an official schedule.”

He nodded, pursing his lips. “Should I get us plates?”

“Oh! Yes, please.”

He squeezed her hand before jumping up and leaving the room, returning quickly with two plates, two forks, and a knife. “For you,” he said as he gave her a plate and fork.

“Thank you,” she said when he cut her a slice of cake. She waited for him to cut his slice before taking a bite.

He covered his mouth with his hand as his eyes widened. “This tastes really good, Biyah!”

As they ate their cake, San told Nabi about ATEEZ’s preparations for their upcoming concerts. They were soon going to go to Taiwan for their show on the 8th, and had been practising diligently for it. He had been telling her about a joke Yeosang made during practice when Nabi’s phone vibrated.

She looked down at it and groaned, seeing her alarm going off. “I have to go now. I have dance practice,” she told him as she switched off the alarm. “I have to go now.”

“Okay.” He nodded, trying not to seem too upset. He stood up at the same time as her, threading their fingers together and pulling her closer to him, until their chests were against each other. “Thank you for surprising me.”

“No problem.” She smiled up at him. “I bought you a gift, but I’m so smart that I forgot it at the dorm. I just realised.”

San chuckled, causing Nabi to smile brighter. “That’s fine. Just seeing you was enough.” He pecked her lips quickly.

“Please remember to eat the cake,” she pleaded, her eyebrows curling up cutely.

“I’ll remember to eat the cake, I promise. I’ll even send you photo updates of everytime I eat some.”

“Okay. Now, I really have to go before I’m late,” she sighed, rolling her eyes. Nabi went on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek, but he turned his head, clumsily making her kiss the corner of his mouth. She laughed at how he blushed at his failed attempt. “You failed!”

“I thought I would get the timing right,” San said, closing his eyes in embarrassment. “I’ve never gotten the timing right.”

Nabi reached her hand up, holding his face in her hand. She waited for him to open his eyes before doing anything. “I’m a very unpredictable person, as you’re aware. You’re never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever going to get the timing right.” She took a step back. And he followed, seemingly stuck in her orbit.

“Maybe I’ll get it right one day.” He shrugged, continuing to follow her until her back was against the door.

“Maybe.” Her eyes dropped to his lips before returning to his eyes, something he noticed.

He wrapped his arm around her waist, stepping closer until there was no space between them. San used his right hand to tilt her head up before slanting his lips over hers, his hand moving to cup her jaw. Her arms wrapped themselves around his neck as his tongue pressed against the seam of her lips. She let out a little noise in response. His grip on her tightened. Her hands slipped between them, gently dragging down until they rested on his chest. San pulled his lips away, instead beginning to trail them along Nabi’s jawline, her hands fisting on his shirt. He moved down her neck and—

Again & Again by 2PM started playing from Nabi’s phone, causing the couple to flinch.

“That’s probably Ari unnie calling to check if I’ve left yet,” Nabi said. Her chest was heaving as she took deep breaths to calm herself down.

“I guess that means you really have to go now,” San joked, resting his head in the crook between her neck and shoulder.

“Yeah.” She rubbed her lips together, trying to centre herself.

San stepped back and Nabi quickly gathered her things, her phone silencing. “I’ll see you… Yeah.” She nodded, giving up on trying to remember when he’d be back in Korea.

“Okay. Drive safe and have a good practice,” he said, walking her out of his room. When they reached the front door, he kissed her once, twice, thrice. “Bye, cupcake,” he murmured, opening the door for her once she had changed into her shoes once more.

“Bye, Sannie. I love you.” She blew him a kiss.

“I love you, too.”

She was about to respond when Again & Again started playing once more. “Hi, unnie,” she greeted when she answered the phone, beginning to walk away from San’s apartment door. “Unnie, I’m–I’m in the– I’m on the road. I can’t text and drive.”

“This is a phone call,” Ari pointed, voice unimpressed.

Nabi blinked her eyes, trying to come up with something to say. “I’m leaving now,” she eventually admitted, pressing the button for the elevator.

“Okay. Sorry to cut your time short.”

“No, it’s fine. At least I got to see him.” When the elevator arrived, she got on it and pressed the ground level. “Thank you for arranging my day so nicely,” she sweetly said.

“You’re welcome. You have thirty minutes.”

“Okay. I love you.”

“You too.”

The second the elevators opened, Nabi speed-walked out of the apartment building. She walked to the car like a woman on a mission — only pausing to take a picture of the moon. She put on her seatbelt and started her car, reversing out of her parking space. She looked down at her phone when it chimed, signalling a text.

sannie [23:06] thank you for coming tonight, biyah! ❤️ i’ve told the members about our mission and they all reacted enthusiastically

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kpoplustzone · 3 days ago

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Rough Dance - Yeji Itzy Smut

OC X YEJI

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Yeji, the leader and powerhouse of ITZY, a group renowned for their fierce choreography and captivating stage presence, was now experiencing a different kind of distraction. Preparing for her solo performance, a venture separate from her members, she found herself more focused on the rhythmic sway happening in Seon Ho’s athletic shorts than on the precise angles of his dance moves.

Seon Ho was an interesting addition to the team, young and eager, not conventionally handsome in the idol sense, but undeniably talented when it came to dance. Yet, it wasn't his footwork or his spins that were holding Yeji's attention captive. It was the unmistakable bulge that seemed to have a life of its own, subtly shifting and swaying with every powerful movement.

The first time she had noticed it, during an intense practice session last week, she had dismissed it as perhaps the way his shorts were cut, or maybe just the play of fabric. But as the days passed, and she continued to observe this rhythmic flapping, this subtle yet persistent movement in his groin, a different realization began to dawn on her. There was a distinct shape, a particular way it jutted out and then softened, a tell-tale sign that left little room for doubt. That was a cock, and it was very much present and accounted for in Seon Ho’s shorts.

Yeji swallowed, her throat suddenly feeling dry. She tried to force her gaze back to the mirror, to focus on her own reflection, to critique the sharpness of her arm movements, the fluidity of her transitions. But her eyes kept straying back to Seon Ho, to that intriguing bulge. It was like a magnetic pull, a secret she couldn't unsee.

Her own body was no stranger to attention. As the leader of ITZY, she was known for her sharp features, her powerful stage presence, and her undeniably sexy physique. Today, she was dressed in a comfortable yet form-fitting black crop top and matching leggings, the outfit highlighting her toned abs, her slender waist, and the lean muscles in her legs. She knew she looked good, confident, in control. But Seon Ho’s hidden cock was throwing her off her game.

With each powerful leap and sharp turn Seon Ho executed, the bulge would become more pronounced, momentarily straining the fabric of his shorts. It was a silent, suggestive dance of its own, a hidden performance happening alongside the actual choreography. Yeji couldn't help but imagine the feel of it, thick and hard, beneath the thin layer of fabric. Her own core tightened slightly at the thought, a familiar warmth spreading through her lower abdomen.

She tried to tell herself it was just curiosity, a fleeting distraction. After all, she was focused on her solo, on perfecting every move, every expression. This performance was crucial, a chance for her to showcase a different side of herself, separate from the group's usual dynamic. She needed to be sharp, focused, her mind clear. But Seon Ho’s obvious hard-on – because at this point, she was almost certain it was erect and just swaying with his movements – was a persistent, unwelcome guest in her thoughts.

He executed a particularly energetic spin, and Yeji’s eyes widened as she saw a distinct outline momentarily press against the fabric, the unmistakable shape of a cock head clearly visible before it retreated into the loose fit of his shorts. There was no denying it now. Seon Ho was sporting a hard-on, and it was swinging with every move. Yeji’s breath caught in her throat. This wasn't just a bulge; it was an active participant in his dance.

She swallowed again, her gaze dropping involuntarily to her own body. She imagined his gaze on her, what he might be thinking as he danced so close to her, his cock aroused. A strange mix of nervousness and excitement fluttered in her stomach. This was making practice a whole lot more interesting than she had anticipated.

Yeji’s mind started to race. The realization that Seon Ho was so clearly aroused during their practice sparked a playful and undeniably carnal curiosity within her. She usually maintained a professional demeanor during rehearsals, focused solely on perfecting her craft. But the sight of that persistent bulge, the blatant evidence of his desire, was a tempting distraction, a challenge to her control and allure.

A sly smile flickered across her lips as an idea began to form. She decided to incorporate some more sensual elements into her movements, subtle shifts in her body that weren’t in the original choreography but felt instinctively right in this unexpected situation. During a particular sequence where they danced close together, she intentionally brushed her hip against his thigh, lingering for a fraction of a second longer than necessary. She saw a slight jump in Seon Ho’s posture, a barely perceptible tightening of his grip, and sure enough, the bulge in his shorts seemed to twitch in response. A wave of satisfaction, mixed with a healthy dose of mischievous pleasure, washed over Yeji.

She decided to escalate. Later in the routine, during a moment where they were supposed to make eye contact, Yeji held his gaze for a beat longer than required. She let her eyes drift down, just for a moment, to his groin, and then back up to meet his eyes with a knowing smirk. She saw a flush creep up Seon Ho’s neck, and his Adam’s apple bobbed nervously. The bulge in his shorts seemed to have grown more prominent, straining the fabric with a more insistent pressure.

Emboldened by his obvious reaction, Yeji decided to incorporate some more overtly seductive moves. During a solo section where Seon Ho was meant to simply observe, she added a subtle hip sway, letting her crop top ride up just a little to reveal a sliver of her toned abs. She caught Seon Ho’s gaze in the mirror, and this time, he didn’t even try to hide where he was looking. His eyes were glued to her midriff, and the bulge in his shorts was now undeniable, a hard, thick line pressing against the fabric.

She moved closer to him during a partner section, her movements deliberately slow and sensual. As they were supposed to turn in unison, she intentionally let her hand slide down his arm, her fingers lightly grazing the inside of his elbow, lingering there for a brief, suggestive moment. She felt a slight tremor run through his body, and the bulge in his shorts seemed to perk up even further.

Yeji was enjoying this little game of seduction, the power she felt in eliciting such a strong reaction from him. It was a different kind of performance, a private dance of desire happening alongside their professional rehearsal. She decided to push the boundaries even further. During a moment where they were supposed to be back-to-back, she leaned back just a little, letting her ass brush against his groin. The contact was brief but potent. She felt Seon Ho gasp softly, and the bulge in his shorts felt rock-hard against her backside. A thrill shot through her, a primal satisfaction at knowing she had such a powerful effect on him.

She turned to face him, a playful smirk on her face. “Is everything alright, Seon Ho-ssi?” she asked, her voice laced with a teasing undertone. “You seem a little… tense.” Her gaze flickered down to his groin and back up to his eyes, letting him know she knew exactly what was going on.

Seon Ho’s face was flushed a deep red. He stammered for a moment, trying to find the right words. “Uh… yes, Yeji-ssi. Everything’s fine. Just… focused on the choreography.” His eyes darted down to his shorts and then back up to hers, a nervous, almost pleading look in them.

Yeji just smiled, a knowing, seductive smile. “Of course,” she said, her voice dripping with playful disbelief. “Me too.” She then moved closer, her voice dropping to a low whisper. “But maybe… after practice… we can find another way to work out some of that… tension?” Her gaze lingered on his groin for a moment longer before she turned away, a satisfied smirk on her face, leaving Seon Ho visibly flustered and his hard-on undoubtedly throbbing with anticipation.

Yeji could see the internal battle raging within Seon Ho. He was clearly trying to maintain his professionalism, but her teasing had undeniably stirred something primal within him. A smirk played on her lips as she decided to press her advantage.

“You know, Seon Ho-ssi,” she said, her voice soft and laced with a playful intimacy, “for someone so focused on the choreography, your attention seems to be wandering… downwards quite a lot.” Her gaze flickered pointedly to his groin again, and she watched as his face flushed even deeper red.

Seon Ho shifted uncomfortably, his hands fidgeting with the hem of his t-shirt. “I… I apologize, Yeji-ssi. It’s just… the routine is quite… energetic.”

Yeji let out a soft chuckle. “Energetic, huh? I can see that.” She took a step closer to him, her voice dropping to a low, suggestive whisper that only he could hear. “Tell me, Seon Ho-ssi… what exactly is it that’s making you so… energetic?”

Seon Ho’s eyes darted around the dance studio, as if searching for an escape route. He swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing again. “I… I don’t know what you mean, Yeji-ssi.”

Yeji tilted her head, her smile becoming even more knowing. “Oh, I think you do. That little friend you have down there… he seems very excited to be dancing with me.” She reached out a hand, her fingers hovering just inches away from his bulging shorts. Seon Ho’s breath hitched, and he instinctively took a step back.

“Yeji-ssi, please… I don’t think this is appropriate,” he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.

“Appropriate?” Yeji raised an eyebrow, her voice dripping with playful challenge. “But it feels so… natural, don’t you think? Two dancers, expressing themselves… with every part of their bodies.” Her gaze lingered on his groin again, and she could see the distinct outline of his hard-on straining against the fabric of his shorts.

“Yeji-ssi…” Seon Ho’s voice was pleading now, his eyes wide with a mixture of embarrassment and undeniable arousal.

Yeji decided to go in for the kill. She took another step closer, closing the remaining space between them. She leaned in, her lips just inches from his ear. “Tell you what, Seon Ho-ssi,” she whispered, her voice a sultry purr that sent shivers down his spine. “Let’s finish this practice. We’ll nail the choreography perfectly. And then… maybe you can show me just how ‘energetic’ you really are.” She punctuated her words with a light, teasing brush of her fingertips against his thigh, right where his hard-on was pressing against his shorts.

Seon Ho’s reaction was immediate and visceral. He gasped, his body tensing, and the bulge in his shorts seemed to throb with renewed intensity. His eyes locked with hers, a mixture of fear and unadulterated lust swirling within them.

They finished the practice with a newfound tension simmering between them. Every glance, every accidental brush of their bodies, felt charged with unspoken desire. Seon Ho’s movements were slightly jerky, his focus clearly divided between the choreography and the woman who had so expertly and deliberately aroused him.

As the final notes of the music faded, Yeji turned to face Seon Ho, a triumphant smirk on her face. He was visibly trembling, his face flushed, his breathing ragged. The bulge in his shorts was now impossible to ignore, a proud testament to her seductive prowess.

“So, Seon Ho-ssi,” she said, her voice soft and inviting, “about that… extra workout…” She took a step closer, her hand reaching out and gently cupping his bulging crotch through his shorts. Seon Ho let out a strangled gasp, his body going rigid beneath her touch.

“Yeji-ssi…” he managed to whisper, his voice barely audible.

“Shhh,” Yeji said, her thumb gently stroking the hard ridge beneath the fabric. “Let’s not talk. Let’s just… feel.” Her touch became more confident, her fingers gently kneading and squeezing his hard-on. Seon Ho moaned softly, his eyes closing in pure ecstasy.

Yeji could feel the heat radiating from his groin, the undeniable hardness pressing against her hand. She leaned in close, her lips just inches from his ear. “Tell me, Seon Ho-ssi,” she whispered, her voice laced with a playful naughtiness, “how long can you hold out?”

Despite the obvious evidence of Seon Ho's near-climax, Yeji’s own desires were now raging. She grabbed his face, her fingers digging into his cheeks, and pressed her lips against his in a raw, hungry kiss. This wasn’t the playful teasing from before; this was a desperate, almost violent claiming. Her tongue plunged into his mouth, demanding entry, tangling with his in a frantic dance. Years of relentless work, the constant public scrutiny, the enforced celibacy of idol life – it all seemed to erupt in this one passionate, unrestrained kiss.

Seon Ho, initially startled by the sudden intensity, quickly responded in kind. His arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her flush against his still-hard body. Their mouths devoured each other, tongues clashing, teeth grazing, the kiss a physical manifestation of their pent-up desires. It was messy, wet, and utterly consuming.

They stumbled backwards, their mouths still locked, colliding with a stack of yoga mats, sending them tumbling to the floor with a soft thud. Neither of them broke the kiss, their bodies now pressed together, the hard ridge of Seon Ho’s erection grinding against Yeji’s thigh through their workout clothes. The friction was electrifying, sending sparks of pure lust through her.

Yeji finally broke the kiss, gasping for breath, her lips swollen and red. Her eyes, dark with desire, roamed over Seon Ho’s flushed face. Without a word, she attacked his neck, her teeth nipping and biting at the sensitive skin, eliciting a low groan from him. He tilted his head back, giving her more access, his hands now roaming freely over her body, cupping her ass through her leggings, pulling her even closer.

Their movements became less coordinated, more driven by instinct. They were “eating each other,” as the saying went, their bodies and mouths working with a desperate urgency. Yeji rained kisses down Seon Ho’s chest, her hands reaching down to his bulging shorts, her fingers lightly tracing the outline of his still-very-hard cock. Seon Ho groaned again, his hips involuntarily thrusting against her touch.

The practice room, once a space dedicated to discipline and precision, was now a playground for their raw, untamed desires. They tumbled onto the scattered yoga mats, their bodies rolling over each other, their kisses becoming more frantic, their touches more insistent. Yeji straddled Seon Ho, her wet pussy grinding against his clothed groin, the friction sending waves of pleasure through her. He reached up and cupped her breasts through her crop top, his thumbs teasing her nipples, making them hard and erect.

Their heavy breathing filled the room, punctuated by soft moans and gasps. The carefully constructed walls of professionalism had crumbled, replaced by a primal urge to connect, to explore, to taste every forbidden inch of each other. Yeji knew this was reckless, that it could have serious consequences, but in this moment, she didn’t care. All that mattered was the burning desire that consumed her, the overwhelming need to feel Seon Ho’s body against hers, to finally unleash the sexual frustration that had been building for far too long.

Yeji’s hips bucked against Seon Ho’s clothed cock with increasing desperation. The denim of his jeans pressed firmly against the swollen, slick lips of her pussy, the friction sending searing waves of pleasure through her body. Moans, raw and unrestrained, tore from her throat, her carefully constructed idol persona completely shattered in the heat of the moment. She was beyond caring who might hear, her only focus on the incredible sensations coursing through her.

“Oh, fuck… Seon Ho… your cock…” she gasped, her voice ragged. “I need it… I need it inside me right now…” Her hips rotated frantically, grinding down with a primal urgency that made her back arch and her head throw back. Her soaked pussy throbbed against the hard ridge beneath his jeans, the teasing just intensifying her craving.

She could feel the heat radiating from his groin, the undeniable thickness pressing against her. Her own wetness was spilling out, a clear indication of how desperate her body was for release. Her mind was a blur of lust, every thought consumed by the need to feel him deep inside her. Control was a distant memory, shattered by the intensity of her physical desire.

Seon Ho, in turn, was no longer just a passive recipient. His hands tightened on her ass through her leggings, pulling her even closer, his fingers digging into the firm flesh as he matched her frantic grinding with his own forceful thrusts against her lips. He grunted with each upward movement, a deep, guttural sound that spoke of his own mounting arousal. Sweat slicked his brow, his muscular body tense with anticipation.

Yeji could feel his hardness through the layers of clothing, a promise of the incredible pleasure that awaited her. She rubbed harder against him, the friction becoming almost unbearable in its intensity. Her screams were muffled by her face pressed against his chest, but the raw desperation in her voice was unmistakable.

“Please… Seon Ho… I can’t take it anymore…” she sobbed, her body shaking uncontrollably. “I need you… inside me…” Her words were a raw outpouring of her pent-up sexual frustration, years of carefully controlled desire finally breaking free.

He tightened his grip on her ass, his knuckles white. His breathing was heavy and ragged, mirroring her own. The air around them throbbed with a palpable tension, the unspoken desire hanging thick and heavy. He rubbed his clothed cock harder against her soaking wet pussy lips, the denim creating a rough, intense friction that made her moan even louder.

Yeji’s world had narrowed to the feel of his hard cock grinding against her, the sound of their ragged breathing, and the overwhelming need to feel him deep inside her. Her senses were heightened, every touch, every breath, every groan amplified by the intensity of the moment. The dance practice room, with its mirrors reflecting their flushed and sweaty bodies, had become their private sanctuary, a space where they could finally give in to the raw, untamed desires that had been simmering beneath the surface

With a guttural growl that ripped from her throat, a sound more animalistic than idol-like, Yeji’s grip on Seon Ho’s hand tightened, her nails digging slightly into his skin as she dragged him roughly towards the secluded corner of the practice room. Away from the judgment of the mirrors, behind the stacked equipment cases that offered a sliver of privacy in the otherwise open space, her pent-up desire raged like a wildfire.

She spun him around, the suddenness of the movement making him gasp, his back slamming against the cool, hard wall. Before he could fully register his surprise, Yeji’s hands were on her crop top, her fingers yanking the hem upwards with brutal efficiency. The fabric ripped slightly as she pulled it over her head, tossing it carelessly onto the floor. Her bare breasts, full and perky with hard, aching nipples, were now on full, glorious display, bouncing slightly with the sudden movement. She watched Seon Ho’s breath catch in his throat, his eyes glued to her exposed chest, a primal hunger mirroring her own in his gaze. A surge of raw, dominant satisfaction coursed through Yeji. This was her domain, her rules, and his body was hers to command.

Her hands moved with a frenzied urgency, reaching down to his belt buckle, her fingers fumbling momentarily in her haste to undo the clasp. With a sharp click, the leather gave way, and she attacked the zipper of his athletic shorts, the harsh grating sound echoing in the sudden silence. Seon Ho’s thick, hard cock sprang free, straining against the confines of his briefs like a caged beast. Yeji didn’t hesitate, her hand closing around its impressive length, her grip possessive and demanding.

“You’re mine now, you understand?” she growled, her voice low and husky, her fingers squeezing his hard member firmly. Seon Ho could only nod, his Adam's apple bobbing nervously, his eyes wide and locked on her own, a potent cocktail of fear and intense arousal swirling within them.

With another swift, impatient tug, Yeji ripped down his briefs, exposing his fully erect cock in all its throbbing glory. It pulsed in her hand, thick and long, begging for release. She wasted no time, her other hand reaching down to cup his balls, her fingers kneading and squeezing their weight, the rough touch eliciting a sharp intake of breath from Seon Ho.

“I’m going to fuck you, Seon Ho,” she declared, her gaze unwavering, her voice leaving no room for argument. “Hard. And you’re going to take every fucking inch and you’re going to love it.”

Without waiting for his response, her hand tightened on his cock, guiding the slick head towards her own soaking wet pussy. Her thighs trembled with anticipation as she felt the soft, swollen lips part to receive him. Then, with a guttural cry that echoed her raw desire, she slammed down onto his cock, taking him deep inside her in one forceful, breathtaking thrust. A raw scream tore from her throat, a primal release of all the pent-up frustration, a shocking blend of momentary pain and pure, unadulterated pleasure. She felt him stretching her wide, filling her completely, the sensation so intense it almost buckled her knees.

She gripped his shoulders like a lifeline, her nails digging into his skin as she began to ride him with a ferocious, unrelenting intensity. Her movements were rough and demanding, her hips bucking up and down with a primal, almost violent rhythm. Seon Ho groaned, his head hitting the wall with each forceful downward stroke as she impaled herself on him again and again.

“That’s right, you like that, don’t you?” Yeji panted, her breath coming in ragged gasps, her breasts bouncing wildly with her aggressive riding. “Feel how fucking wet I am for you. This is all yours, every tight inch.” She rode him harder, faster, her moans echoing off the bare walls of the practice room, each cry laced with an undeniable hunger.

She leaned forward, her bare breasts now brushing against Seon Ho’s chest, her lips crashing against his in a rough, demanding kiss. Her tongue plunged into his mouth, a wild, frantic dance that mirrored the furious rhythm of her hips below. She bit his lip, drawing a bead of blood, and he groaned again, a sound that was more pleasure than pain, a willing submission to her dominant force. His hands, no longer passive, now roamed over her body, gripping her ass through the thin fabric of her discarded leggings, pulling her even tighter against him. He squeezed her firm cheeks, his thumbs pressing into the sensitive crease where her ass met her thighs.

Yeji continued her relentless assault, riding him like a woman possessed, her body completely consumed by the burning need for release. The tension built with each powerful, unyielding thrust, and she could feel her orgasm coiling, a tight knot of anticipation building in her lower abdomen. She threw her head back, her screams growing louder, more frantic, her body shaking uncontrollably as she neared the precipice. Then, with a final, shuddering roar that echoed her utter surrender to the moment, her orgasm ripped through her, waves of intense, explosive pleasure washing over her in violent spasms. Her pussy clenched tightly around Seon Ho’s hard cock, milking him with a fierce, possessive grip as she rode out the incredible, overwhelming waves of her release.

Without a word, Seon Ho gently but firmly lowered Yeji onto the cool wooden floor of the practice room. Her legs splayed open naturally, still slick and more than ready for him. His muscular body, now glistening with a fine sheen of sweat from their earlier exertions and the rising heat in the room, hovered over her for a tantalizing moment before he plunged back inside.

Yeji’s breath hitched as he re-entered her, the sensation of his thick, hard cock sliding deep within her sending another shiver of pleasure down her spine. She threw her head back against the floor, her eyes half-closed in a mixture of ecstasy and surrender. Her hands, no longer needing the wall for support, instinctively reached for Seon Ho, gripping his strong forearms as if they were lifelines.

He began to fuck her with a steady, powerful rhythm, his hips driving into her with a primal force. Each thrust was long and deep, hitting her sweet spot with a satisfying thud that echoed softly in the spacious room. Their mingled sweat slicked their bodies, making the friction even more intense, and droplets rolled off his glistening muscles, some landing on her flushed skin.

Yeji’s gaze drifted over Seon Ho’s body, taking in the sculpted lines of his abs, the way his muscles flexed with each powerful movement, the beads of sweat tracing paths down his chest. He wasn't handsome in the traditional idol way, but his raw physicality, his intense focus on her, was undeniably sexy. She ran her free hand along his damp skin, feeling the tautness of his muscles beneath her fingertips.

“Fuck, that feels so good,” she groaned, her voice laced with a mixture of pleasure and a touch of playful aggression.

Seon Ho’s pace quickened, his thrusts becoming more insistent. He gripped her hips, lifting them slightly with each upward motion, allowing him to penetrate even deeper. Yeji’s legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer, deepening their connection.

“You’re so tight,” he grunted, his breath hot against her ear.

“Your cock is so fucking big,” she retorted, a small, satisfied smile playing on her lips. “I can feel every inch of you stretching me.”

His words only fueled his intensity, and he began to pound into her with a relentless rhythm, his hips slamming against hers with a wet, slapping sound. Yeji’s grip on his forearms tightened as she rode out each powerful thrust, her body lifting slightly off the floor with the force of his movements.

“Fuck, yes,” she hissed, her head thrashing back and forth against the floor. “Deeper… harder…” The words were almost involuntary, ripped from her throat by the sheer intensity of the sensations. She could feel herself nearing the edge again, the familiar tightening in her core building with each deep plunge of his cock. The air in the practice room throbbed with their mingled breaths and the raw, unrestrained sounds of their passionate encounter.

Yeji’s moans grew louder, more desperate, each one echoing off the bare walls of the practice room. She arched her back, trying to get even closer to Seon Ho, her hips meeting his thrusts with an almost violent eagerness. Her hands, still gripping his forearms, tightened their hold, her knuckles white as she rode his powerful strokes.

“You feel so fucking good, Seon Ho,” she gasped, her voice thick with lust. “Don’t you dare stop.”

Seon Ho’s breathing was ragged, his body glistening with sweat as he continued to pound into her. He grunted with each deep thrust, his muscles flexing with the effort. He leaned down, his lips finding hers in a hot, demanding kiss. Their tongues tangled, a frantic dance that mirrored the rhythm of their bodies.

He varied his pace, sometimes driving into her with a slow, deliberate force, stretching her with each deep penetration, and other times picking up the tempo, his hips slamming against hers with a relentless fury that made her cry out with pleasure.

Yeji’s senses were heightened, every touch, every sound, every sensation amplified by the intensity of their lovemaking. She could feel the rough texture of Seon Ho’s skin against her hands, the hot, slick feeling of his sweat mingling with hers, the deep, satisfying thud of his cock hitting her sweet spot.

“Fuck, yes… right there…” she moaned, guiding his hips with her hands to ensure he hit just the right spot with each thrust. “You’re killing me… in the best way possible.”

Seon Ho’s grip on her hips tightened, and he began to thrust even harder, his body shaking with the force of his impending climax. Yeji could feel it too, the familiar tightening in her core building with each deep plunge. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer, wanting to feel every inch of him inside her.

“I’m so close…” she whispered, her voice barely audible above her ragged breaths.

“Me too,” he grunted, his pace quickening to a frantic rhythm. His head fell forward, his lips finding hers again, their kiss desperate and demanding.

Yeji’s world narrowed to the feel of Seon Ho’s thick cock pounding inside her, the taste of his lips on hers, the sound of their ragged breathing filling the room. She clenched her eyes shut, focusing on the incredible sensations, letting the pleasure wash over her in waves. The tension built and built until she felt herself teetering on the edge, her body vibrating with anticipation.

Yeji’s body went limp, a wave of pure, unadulterated satisfaction washing over her. Her breath hitched in ragged gasps as the last tremors of her orgasm faded, leaving her feeling utterly spent yet incredibly fulfilled. A contented sigh escaped her lips, her muscles finally beginning to relax after the intense exertion.

Her skin was slick with sweat, a glistening sheen covering her body from head to toe. Her short hair, usually styled with precision, was now damp and clung to her forehead in disarray. Her breasts, still flushed from the passionate encounter, rose and fell rapidly with each labored breath. Faint red marks adorned her skin – a testament to Seon Ho’s tight grip and her own frantic clutching during the throes of their lovemaking.

She could feel Seon Ho’s body still moving inside her, subtle pulses indicating that he was still releasing his seed deep within her core. The sensation was warm and thick, filling her with a deep, primal sense of satisfaction. Her pussy, still incredibly sensitive from the repeated pounding, throbbed with a lingering pleasure.

A soft smile touched her lips as she gazed up at the ceiling of the practice room, the harsh fluorescent lights now seeming strangely comforting. Her mind was blissfully empty, devoid of any thoughts other than the lingering sensations of their incredible coupling. It had been raw, intense, and utterly consuming – exactly what she had craved without even fully realizing it.

Seon Ho, still breathing heavily above her, slowly began to withdraw, his thick cock sliding out of her with a soft, wet sound. The feeling of him leaving her, even in the aftermath of such intense pleasure, brought a slight pang of emptiness, quickly replaced by the lingering warmth and fullness left behind.

Yeji’s legs remained splayed open, her thighs trembling slightly. She could feel the sticky residue of their mingled fluids coating her inner thighs, a blatant reminder of their passionate abandon. She reached down and gently touched herself, her fingers gliding through the slickness, the sensation bringing another wave of heat rushing through her.

She turned her head, her gaze finding Seon Ho, who was lying beside her on the floor, his chest heaving, his face flushed and content. He looked utterly spent, a mirror image of her own exhaustion. Their eyes met, and a silent understanding passed between them – they had shared something raw, something real, something that transcended the usual boundaries of their professional relationship.

A small, satisfied smirk played on Yeji’s lips. She had taken control, she had indulged her desires, and the result had been nothing short of explosive. The pent-up frustrations of her demanding career had finally found release, leaving her feeling lighter, freer, and undeniably sated. The memory of Seon Ho’s muscular body pressed against hers, the feel of his cock pounding deep inside her, the sound of their mingled cries – it was all etched into her mind, a secret pleasure to savor long after the exhaustion faded.

#kpop smut #kpop #karina #hwang yeji #yeji smut #itzy smut #itzy yuna #itzy chaeryeong #wonyoung smut #smut ive #chaewon smut #chaeryeong

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ayeeedomino · 1 year ago

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Ateez 9th member

Idols they ship with Roux and why:

First of all, why they ship Roux with female idols and not male idols?

Fans notice visual similarities or chemistry between Roux and certain female idols, leading them to imagine them as a cute or attractive couple. However, they never really seen that much chemistry with male idols. She usually just have a nice brotherly friendship. Might be because she is in a boy group, might be for something else? Only time will tell.

Now to the idols:

Ryujin: Before debuting in ATEEZ, Roux crossed paths with Ryujin during her time as a JYP trainee. As aspiring idols under the same agency, they often found themselves training together, attending vocal, dance, and performance classes side by side.

Despite their busy schedules and the intense competition among trainees, they formed a strong bond built on mutual respect and admiration for each other's talents. They would often stay late at the practice rooms, helping each other perfect their choreography and vocal techniques. They got pretty close.

They interact on all events they get the chance. Fans love they chemistry. They are always doing challenges and TikTok’s together. Constantly flirting!! Be it on lives, on award shows, on interviews, definitely the strongest ship of them all.

Yves:

Yves and Roux in terms of their styles, personalities, or stage presence are quite similar. Both exude confidence, charisma, or a certain vibe that resonates with fans, leading them to imagine them as a compatible pair. They are also very fruity.

Even without having met in person, fans notice visual similarities or complementary features between Yves and Roux, sparking their imagination and leading them to ship the pair together based on their appearance alone. Roux also said that she thought Yves was a very attractive woman.

Yunjin:

Mainly for their funny and loud presence! They also share a very similar stage presence: as they both are known for their powerful stage presence and charismatic performances. Fans appreciate their dynamic energy and imagine them complementing each other well on stage.

Their personalities also match: Roux's fierce and charismatic personality could align with Yunjin's strong and assertive nature. Fans see them as a confident and commanding duo, capable of taking charge and leaving a lasting impression.

They met at MAMA 2022 and since then they interact with each other on SNS.

Giselle:

They met because Roux said she would love to get to Giselle on a live. They both share that international flare and have very similar tastes. From their style to musical taste. Fans also caught Roux saying “she’s so hot” when during an AESPA performance the camera was fixed on Giselle. They are constantly sharing very close to each other photos.

#kpopdr #kpop #kpop added member #roux;#ateez added member #ateez female oc #ateez female member #ateez female addition #ateez 9th member #ateez imagines #ateez fanfic #giselle #yunjin #aespa #le sserafim #ryujin #itzy #loona yves #Spotify

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fairyjiu · 21 days ago

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Below you'll find a list of underrated gifmakers who deserve more love, recognition and support for their creations. I've tried to list a few groups/artists they create for to help navigate a little but please take some time to look through their creations for a better portrait.

This is round two so you'll find new additions and some creators from round one have been removed if they appeared inactive (in terms of gifmaking) but still worth checking out if you missed it the first time around.

I've made a similar post about gfx makers before so check these creators too.

Please support our gifmakers by reblogging their posts and following them.

@wohyunz : mixed bgs - lucy, tempest, onewe, cravity, sf9, onf - tag

@mizugucci : mixed bgs - onf, omega x, blitzers, 24k - tag

@moonsua : mixed ggs - billlie, aespa, fromis, dreamcatcher - tag

@zhaozi: mixed - zb1, just b, wayv, cravity - tag

@sillyabtmusic : mixed - kingdom, oneus, onewe - tag

@thatssummer : mixed - infinite, artms, highlight, oh my girl - tag

@junsfangs : mostly a.c.e - tag

@jongside : mixed bg - oneus, xdinary heroes - tag

@dreamaze : mixed bg - onewe, monsta x, m.o.n.t - tag

@chaeryeongzz : mixed - weeekly, triple s, red velvet, itzy - tag

@chowonsang : mixed bgs - lucy, xdinary heroes, dkb, superkind - tag

@faceglitchsworld: mixed bgs - kingdom, oneus, big ocean - tag

@pixypunch: mixed ggs - rocket punch, nmixx, dreamnote -tag

@yeofi: mixed - red velvet, kep1er, aespa, stray kids, - tag

@cherry-heartss: mixed ggs - twice, red velvet, itzy, pixy, - tag

@reveloser: mixed ggs - red velvet, artms, wjsn, woo!ah! - tag

@rinador: mixed ggs - red velvet, badvillain, twice - tag

@master-tonberry: mixed - wayv, aespa, seventeen -tag

@bravegirlss: mixed ggs - red velvet, dreamcatcher, kep1er -tag

@atlantis-area: shinee - tag

@chearyeongs: mixed ggs - twice, artms, loossemble, aespa

@hikarue: kep1er - tag

@staydays: day6 - tag

@sevencoloredstar: mixed bg - day6, seventeen - tag

@mauloveskpop: mixed - the creative brain behind most of your fave nets - tag

#i have updated the urls and tag link for those who have changed but if you started using a new tag #or the assortment of groups i have listed is not representative anymore let me know #still have zero reach though therefore i must still rely on the kindness of friends and mutuals who do #ninqztual #foraddy #tuserrowan

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hippopotamusdreamer · 8 months ago

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And Breathe

genre. [A] [F]

warnings. Illusions of depression, cussing

additional notes. Female! Reader | You/Your pronouns, Y/N use, reader is aged between Hyunjin and Han, includes all members of Stray Kids

If you or someone you know is being bullied, there are things you can do to keep yourself and others safe from bullying.

pairing. OT8 x 9th member

w.c. 2.2K

synopsis. The aftermath of the worst time of your life so far, Part 2 of this fic

Kpop Masterlist

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True to your word, the box of graduation invitations arrived right on time. You’d first gotten a text from kakao notifying you that your package had made it to the apartment safely. Then Chan sent a very dry and short message right after that saying he’d put it in your room. Your room that you hadn’t been in since the whole fiasco last week.

You thought you’d gotten passed this stage with everyone. It was like you were on the outside looking in again. Not belonging with them was such a lonely feeling now that you’d had a taste of it.

Since leaving that fateful meeting room, you’d been staying with ITZY in their dorm for the time being. Not wanting to be near the others outside of practice. Of course they’d tried to message you with apologies since you wouldn’t go home but you were still hurt!

Who wouldn’t be? You were obviously justified with how upset you were about the whole incident, there was no doubt about that. And of course they let you have the space you needed. But if you were being honest, you just didn’t know how to face your members or if they even wanted to really see you.

The messages from the younger ones happened for a day or two but then stopped immediately afterwards. You weren’t sure if it was because they realized they didn’t need to placate your feelings or what. And that thought had led you to spiral downward mentally.

So you stayed away from them for now.

You responded to Chan before heaving a sigh and rolling over in bed. Your eyes becoming heavy as the beige of the wall dulled your senses. It was your only constant lately, besides the girls when they came to check in on you. Ever since you left them, there was just this tightening pressure on your chest that wouldn’t go away.

Sleep would surely help, wouldn’t it?

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

Your Dorm Same Day Chan’s POV

A.Y/N: Thanks.

No cute little sticker. No little emoji. No nothing.

Sitting at the edge of his bed, Chan sighed as he looked down at the only message you’d sent in a week.

Ever since the argument, he and the boys had been lackluster in what work they’d been able to get done. When he saw how hurt you were before leaving that room, he couldn’t face you. He felt ashamed for not hearing you out properly.

And he wasn’t the only one, all the kids felt bad too. Felix, especially. Since he had already known about your situation prior, only to forget in the heat of the moment. Lee Know even had to get him in the middle of the night to stop Felix from crying until dawn when you didn’t come home that first night.

So he wanted to give you the space you needed and deserved.

But they all felt it; the hole your absence had left.

While it was true that you hadn’t been with them for more than a year at this point; you had integrated yourself so well with everyone. He felt like a total dickhead. You had finally started opening up to him. All week prior you had been hyping them up for a surprise and it was— FUCK!

Why did he do that to you??

He was brought out of his spiraling thoughts by a sudden knock on his open bedroom door. Looking up he saw Jeongin standing there pensively.

“Changbinnie hyung’s back from meeting with Chaeryeong,” the youngest member said.

He nodded before scrubbing his face with a sigh. Getting up and following the maknae into the living room, he noticed his other members had gathered already. Everyone sat facing Changbin as he perched on the sofa, waiting for him to speak.

“How’d it go, Bin?” he prompted.

“…Chaeryeong-ah said that Y/N-ah isn’t doing well,” Changbin reluctantly answered while staring at his hands. Occasionally rubbing them together as a form of self-comfort.

Everyone physically deflated at the news. Nobody wanted you to feel like this, especially when on your own. They all saw how hard you had worked to be a part of their team and their fuck up made you shut them all out.

“She said that Y/N-ah doesn’t really leave their dorm. And that…,” he trailed off.

“What is it Binnie?”

“…She cried the first two nights she was there,” he relayed quietly.

Chan could already tell Felix’s face was about to crumble once again while Seungmin silently ground his teeth together. No one wanted to look at each other.

He looked around the room at his kids. Taking in their facial expressions, downcast eyes and drooping postures. Each one as despondent as the last. He ran his hand through his hair trying to come up with something that could fix this entire situation. He wasn’t sure how much longer they could last like this, you included.

When Lee Know silently grabbed onto Hyunjin’s hand to comfort him, he knew what he had to do.

“Changbin,” he said catching the attention of all of guys. “Call Chaeryeong, I have an idea that could hopefully fix this.”

He didn’t miss the optimistic looks thrown his way.

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ . JYPE Building That Evening Your POV

“Chaeryeong-ah, I really don’t want to be here,” you grumbled as you followed the younger woman inside the JYPE building.

“It’ll be really quick unnie. I have to meet with my manager and then we can go out for food. You don’t even have to go up to the meeting floor. Just wait for me in your practice room.”

She picked up on your hesitancy immediately.

“Your group doesn’t have anything scheduled right now, right? No one should be practicing in there,” she gently reminded you.

You chewed on your bottom lip in contemplation at her words.

“It’ll be ok unnie,” she promised while rubbing your arm comfortingly. “I’ll meet up with you after ok?”

She gently pushed you in the direction of the elevators to get to your designated floor. . ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

All while in the elevator you had contemplated reaching out to Chan. Your fingers fidgeted with your phone strap as you stared down at your message chat with your leader. Your uneasiness showed with how many times you typed out then erased your message to him.

Just as you were giving up for now, you walked into the practice room where you were immediately rendered frozen. You must have been sleeping because there was no way you could be seeing what you currently were. Mostly all of your members were there, though no one had realized you had opened the door yet. With the exception of Changbin, everyone was preoccupied around the room. They weren’t practicing but they were setting up, for what though you hadn’t a clue.

“Felix hyung, do you want any help with setting up the desserts?” I.N asked the older boy as he finished adjusting his side of a streamer.

“No Innie, thanks but I want it to look a certain way…” he trailed off while concentrating on his task. Every other second he would slightly adjust one of the cupcakes on the table before him.

Even with the distance between you, you could tell just how red-rimmed his eyes were. In fact, looking around the room, none of the others were faring well either. The bags underneath their eyes practically matching your own. You hadn’t been able to sleep well while staying with the girls, only getting in naps when you were exhausted. It just wasn’t the same as your home with the guys.

“Minnie, does she listen to this group?” Han questioned, showing Seungmin his phone for whatever playlist he’d created.

Glancing over to look closer, Seungmin shook his head as he tied a balloon shut.

“No,” was his immediate response while grabbing another balloon from the pile in front of him. He was surrounded by many colorful globs already; you kind of wondered how long he had been at it. How long they’ve all been at it. “She’ll tolerate it if they’re playing somewhere but she doesn’t like them.” The puppy explained before starting on the new balloon.

With a look of silent understanding, Han went back to work on his phone.

“A little lower Channie hyung,” you heard from Hyunjin. Turning your head you see the 3 older members of your group huddled next to the wall.

“How about now,” Chan questioned while propping up a makeshift banner. Lee Know stood on the other side trying to be aligned with the oldest member.

“Mm, pick it up just a little,” the artist responded while eyeing them with his thumb out. As Chan moved to adjust his side better, you were able to see what was written on the banner.

‘We’re Sorry Y/N-ah’

Oh. Oh.

This was all for you.

You brought your hands up to your face silently. The overwhelming sense of emotion was enough to make your heart ache. There was a lot of effort put into this, as much as grown men could do on their own at least.

Just as you were about to call out to them, the door busted open scaring the shit out of you and everyone else in the room.

“CHAERYEONG-AH SAID THAT SHE SENT Y/N-AH HERE ALREADY!” Changbin yelled as soon as he entered. He turned to look at you briefly, “Hi Y/N-ah,” and then looked expectantly at the others.

You waved quietly to him in greeting, taking everyone a second to realize that you were there.

“Y/N-AH!”/ “NOONA!”

Wincing at their exuberant volume, you gave them a wry smile, “…Hi guys.”

They wanted to hug you, that much you could tell. The younger ones jumped up from their spots on the ground and began to move forward before stopping themselves. Changbin even tried to reach out for you but balled his hands into fists and kept them at his sides instead. Most of them turned to Chan who cleared his throat and stepped forward.

Your heart raced as he bit his lip in worry. Watched on as he clenched and unclenched his fists; a nervous tic you’d noticed that he did occasionally. He took a moment to look at you. Only then could you really see how distraught he was. His cheeks were sunken in and the bags underneath his eyes were more prominent than usual. And if you squinted hard enough you could see how bloodshot they were.

“Y/N-ah…Y/N,” he started in English quietly. “I’ve been replaying everything in my head since that day. No amount of words I say can ever express how truly sorry I am. How sorry we are. I never meant to hurt you. I never wanted to be that negative force for you here. I value you as both a person and a member of this group. You mean a lot to me, to us. I am so sorry that I didn’t give you a chance to explain yourself. I regret…we regret everything that happened.

We wanted to sincerely apologize to you in person. You mean a lot to us and we realized immediately how hurtful this was. We can’t excuse our actions; we can only try to rebuild the trust you used to have for us. We take full responsibility for how hurt we made you feel…”

“Christopher…,” you finally acknowledged. “You guys really hurt me when everything happened. You don’t know how alone I felt, especially since no one had my back. I don’t ever want to feel like that again.”

Those that could understand English looked down in remorse.

“Noo— Y/N, I wanted to make sure you heard an apology form me,” Felixsaid softly while coming forward to gently grab onto your sleeve. “You told me about yourself and when it mattered the most, I let you down. I am so sorry Y/N, from the bottom of my heart. You may not forgive us now, but I pray that you will eventually.”

“Oh Felix,” you cupped his cheek tenderly. The purple bags and red rimmed eyes more visible now that you were this close to one another. “You’re right. I don’t forgive you right now, but one day. And while it wasn’t ok what you all did, I do appreciate the effort you all are going to.”

“That’s why we did all this, for you.” Seungmin piped up from beside Han, gesturing to the decorated room. “Not so that you could forgive us, but to just show you how much we care about you. That you’re a part of us no matter how stupid we can be.”

Everyone murmurs in agreement at his words. You look around the room again, truly taking everything and everyone in.

“Come home,” I.N blurted out when your silence was too much for him. “We miss you. It’s not the same without you at home.”

Before you could respond, Hyunjin engulfed you in a tight hug immediately followed by a blubbering Felix.

“Come back!”

“Please!”

“We’re sorry!”

You chuckled softly at their antics, patting one of them on the back with you limited range.

From this point on, you knew it was going to be a tough journey forward. But you had a feeling it would work itself out in the end. The painful feeling in your chest that’s been there since this whole thing started began to slowly ease up. You felt like you could finally breathe again.

a/n. Hey folks, long time no see! Had an internship during the summer then school started back up a week after it ended. Now I'm 5 classes in this semester until December. Wish me luck lmaoo

Tag list: @elizalabs3

Those who wanted a part 2: @ihrtlix @6demonica9

This in no way reflects the actual persons involved/based in this fic, nor their actual character. This is purely fiction.

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darkstar225 · 2 years ago

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Twice's 10th member is dating ITZY's Yeji

A/N: Heyyy, I'm coming up with a lot of stuff for you guys lol! Sry for taking so long to post but the end of the semester is a whole event for me :D I hope that my friend AlexHarris661 that gave me this idea on Wattpad likes it! :)

The request: Hi I really like your book and want to request where y/n is dating yeji from itzy and they saw how playful y/n is towards yeji (since y/n is just like a kid) and the j-line gave her tips how to play with you, maknae line gave tips how to make you happy and 3mix gave tips how to get you to sleep when y/n don't want to and they saw yeji taking care of y/n. Thank u

PS: Tysm for everyone that reads what I write, I hope I can bring a smile to your faces every time I post! I'd like to thank whoever sent me this idea 'cause I loved to write it <3

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In the bustling city of Seoul, a unique love story unfolded between Y/N, the adorable and playful youngest member of TWICE, and Yeji, the charismatic and talented member of ITZY. Their relationship was a delightful mix of fun and affection, which brought joy not only to themselves but also to those around them. One sunny afternoon, as the maknae and Yeji were strolling hand in hand through a lively park, they bumped into the members of TWICE and ITZY. Y/N's eyes lit up with excitement, and she rushed over to greet her friends, who were more like family.

Y/N - Momo unnie, Sana unnie, Mina unnie! I've missed you all so much!

Momo - Honey, you're always like a little sister to us. It's good to see you!

Sana - Yeah, and you're dating our Yeji now, right? That's so cute!

Y/N - Yes, we are. She's the best! *blushing*

Mina - Well, we can see that you two get along well. But you know, sometimes you need to add a little more spice to your playfulness. Let us show you how!

The J-line members shared some tips on how to be even more playful and mischievous, creating fun and unforgettable moments for both their kiddo and Yeji.

Meanwhile, the maknae line of TWICE, Dahyun, Chaeyoung, and Tzuyu, were observing from a distance. They adored the younger girl for her childlike innocence and knew just the right way to make her happy.

Chaeyoung - Dahyun, look at them. Our sunshine seems so carefree with Yeji.

Dahyun - We should help Yeji know how to bring out the brightest smiles from our bro. She deserves all the happiness in the world.

Tzuyu - I'll help too. Y/N is like our little sister, and Yeji is so special to her. We should support them both.

The maknae line came together and shared their secrets with Yeji on how to make their dongsang feel loved, cherished, and delighted. They knew that their heartfelt advice would strengthen the bond between the couple.

Later that day, the couple found themselves in the company of Jihyo, Nayeon, and Jeongyeon. These three members, affectionately known as the 3mix or moms of the group, they were likewise guardians to the younger members.

Nayeon - Baby, Yeji, we're glad to see you two together. It's wonderful that you have each other's backs.

Jihyo - That's right. Angel, you're like our baby sister, and we want to make sure Yeji takes good care of you.

Jeongyeon - And sometimes, our baby sister has trouble falling asleep. Isn't that right?

Y/N - Yeah, sometimes my mind is too active, and I can't sleep. *rubbing her neck*

Yeji - Is there anything I can do to help?

The 3mix members chuckled, exchanging knowing glances.

Nayeon - We've dealt with this before. We'll share some tips on how to lull our child to sleep.

As the sun began to set, TWICE and ITZY spent the rest of the day together, sharing laughter and creating unforgettable memories. Yeji, armed with advice from the J-line, maknae line, and 3mix, effortlessly played with Y/N, made her happy, and even managed to lull her to sleep later that night when her mind was buzzing with excitement.

As weeks turned into months, their relationship grew stronger, and their love blossomed like a beautiful flower. TWICE and ITZY members often came together to spend time as one big family, knowing that they were always welcome in each other's arms. In time, Y/N's playful spirit rubbed off on Yeji, and she, too, began to let her guard down and embrace the fun-loving side of life. Their love was built on understanding, respect, and the freedom to be themselves entirely.

The playful heart of the maknae and the tender care of Yeji proved to be a perfect match. Their journey together was filled with joy, laughter, and love, and it inspired everyone around them to cherish the beautiful moments life had to offer. And so, the playful hearts of TWICE and ITZY continued to dance and sing, brightening the lives of those they touched with their love and laughter. They were proof that sometimes, all it takes is a little bit of playfulness and affection to make the world a happier and more loving place. With this, both groups looked at each other as they thought:

We are proud of our dear family.

A/N: I apologise for any errors, English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there's something wrong, ty for reading <3

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minhosimthings · 1 year ago

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Gods and Monsters

Symphony Smut Series Day 1: Lana del Rey's God's and Monsters

Lyric: In the land of gods and monsters, I was an angel, looking to get fucked hard.

Pairings: Cupid!Minho × fem!angel of heaven, includes Yuna from Itzy in a scene

Warnings: SMUT MINORS DNI, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), loss of virginity (reader), overstimulation, p in v, slight breeding kink, corruption kink, possesion kink, hair pulling, use of kitten and angel, Minho cumming in reader

A/N: alright, first day! I am saur excited for this series so we're starting off strong with my husba- I mean my bias Minho! This was heavily inspired by his WKorea photoshoot.

THE SYMPHONY SMUT SERIES MASTERLIST

Gods existed. And so did monsters. But monsters didn't have a particular description, in Minho's opinion.

There he was, an angel, with the brightest wings of them all, holding metal tipped arrows in his hand, shooting all those who he believed deserved love, or worse, rejected love.

And yet, sometimes Cupid falls in love too. High angel of God never mattered to him much. Why would it? When beautiful angels roam the gardens of Eden, stroking their frocks and picking berries and flowers all day.

You were one such beautiful angel.

The prettiest of them all, according to Minho.

"Minho has his eyes on you again Y/N." Yuna nudged your shoulder gently, accidentally making you drop the berries you had in your hand. You rolled your eyes and picked them up again, quickly throwing them into your basket.

"Let him. Why should I care?"

"He's a high ranking angel Y/n." Yuna mumbled, adjusting her skirt, "They say he serves God directly."

"Nobody has seen God Yuna." You smiled gently at her. Even though she was older than you, by a few years or so, she was always the more mischevious one, always keeping an eye out for spotting your admirers.

"He is handsome, but we all know I have probably zero chances with an angel like that."

"Suit yourself then." She huffed, her mystical eyes scouring the dirt below your feet for more berries.

"Why are we picking so many berries anyway?" You questioned, adjusting the basket on your hip. Yuna shrugged her shoulders and made a face which clearly screamed confusion.

"I've hear a rumour though." Yuna whispered excitedly to you, toying with a mulberry leaf she has accidentally plucked, "Apparently Minho needs them for his monthly ritual tonight."

"The ritual?" You asked, "The one where he..."

"Takes an angel for his own, yes." Yuna completed your sentence, removing a thorn stuck in her wickerwork basket, "Apparently if he falls in love with any of them, he shall be promoted to a higher position, one where he can actually see God."

"But that hasn't happened yet has it?" You chuckled, the scent of honeydew plantations tickling your nose, as you saw some angels tending to them with their bare hands all pricked with thorns, "He's a Cupid. Cupids can't fall in love. Even though, I admit, he is dashing."

"Angels, may I have a moment of your time?"

A cold voice sounded like a gong behind your ear drums as you spun around (your skirt spinning with you), to face a cat-like face with bunny teeth.

"Minho." Yuna perked up, brushing her hair out of her face. Gosh, she really did like him. Like you, and every other angel in Heaven and Hell.

"How are you today?" " Fine as ever, Yuna." His tone was condescending, a weird one to use for a casual conversation such as this one.

"Y/N." He bowed to you, the eclipses of his soft hair falling onto his face as he did. "Minho." You answered, the neckline of your frock falling down as you bowed, revealing your cleavage, which Minho tried hard not to stare at.

"You look beautiful today." He complemented, his white teeth on full display, "as always." His addition at the end made you blush.

Was he this nice to every pretty angel?

"I assume you ladies are picking these beautiful berries for my ritual tonight?" He bent over your basket, examining all the black and red berries stuffed into it.

"We are." You cleared your throat, noticing how close Minho was to your bosom, "aren't they delicious looking?"

"We'll see tonight." Minho toyed with a blackberry, "When I drink them up."

Something about his tone scared you, as Yuna bowed him out of the garden, leaving you, tucking your skirt in a little more secure, and looking at the berries all arranged neatly in your basket.

Unexpected things always happen to humans, as you had heard. But sometimes they can happen to angels too. They can happen to anyone really. They just need time.

"Y/N." Minho caressed your cheek gently. The smell of crushed blackberries filled the room, as a bowl of red berries lay beside you.

Being chosen by Minho, hearing your name fall from his lips like an ill forgotten name of a God was shocking, as Yuna nudged you forward to the stand. All the angels looked at you with pity, as if you were a lamb going off for slaughter.

But you hadn't expected him to treat you so kindly.

"My angel...." Minho whispered, tucking a stray hair back behind your ear. "Why me?" You whispered back, as he kissed your knuckles gently, his wings fluttering gently behind him, as he folded them into his back.

"Why not you?" He chuckled, looking at you with bedroom eyes. Reaching his hand behind you, he picked up a berry from the wooden bowl and held it in front of your mouth.

"Be a good angel and open for me." He imitated an opening mouth with his own, "ah there you go, good girl."

The cherry was sweet, running with juices as you tasted it in your mouth, it's bitterness not bothering you. Spitting the seed out quickly, you looked up meekly as Minho's naked figure.

His jaw, lined with heavy lust, his eyes darkened as the night, and his muscles throbbing into your skin. You were wearing a loose robe of reds and whites, a show of the corruption of the pure.

"Oh don't worry darling." Minho caressed your cheek again, his thighs rubbing against yours as he laid you back on the silk ridden bed, "You'll feel nothing but pleasure tonight." "Minho I-Im scared." You whimpered, unsure of what to do. What if he didn't fall in love with you? What if you became another wasted angel?

"Don't be." Minho chuckled, "A pretty angel like you shouldn't be."

You sunk back into the mattress, his body over yours, a hand cupping your cheek while the other rested on your waist, stroking the skin there, exposed from your ridden up robe. your hands were in his curls, and you revelled in the way that you could shamelessly touch them now. He paused for a second, nose brushing yours, breathless and grinning down at you, a knowing smile that was so beautiful that it rendered you speechless.

You leaned in to kiss him again, slower this time, relishing in the moment. you were lost in him, thinking back to the very first time you’d locked eyes and how you never thought it would come to this. this, the way he was holding you, was the best surprise.

"May I?" Minho asked gently, toying with your robe. You nodded your head in a weak attempt of saying yes. His face, mere inches from yours rendered you speechless again.

And with that, the air changed, charged with a different kind of tension. Minho pulled you on top of him, hands firm on your body, the action itself gentle. you steadied yourself, hands on his shoulders, his resting on your waist.

he smiled softly, slowly peeling the material off of your body, up over your head and tossed carelessly onto the floor. he kept his eyes on yours, despite the fact you were now left bare, aside from the white cotton panties that separated you both. he pawed at your sides, kneading gently at your soft hips.

“we’re gonna start slow, okay? gonna take my time with you.” he muttered, eyes on yours before they trailed slowly down, across your face, neck, collarbone, further and further until he was taking all of you in. he began to stroke the underside of your breast with his thumb, watching the way your body tensed under his feather-like touch.

His kiss trailed further down your body, peppered in the valley of your breasts, and then you stopped breathing, the air caught in your throat because he was looking at you, really, truly looking at you, as his tongue found your nipple. you couldn’t take your eyes off of him, not when he was looking at you like that, not when he was making you feel this good already.

“oh, kitten, you want me so badly, don’t you? should’ve asked me sooner. m’gonna make you feel so good.” His hands were on your hips, guiding you backwards and forwards on him.

“it feels so- oh, god.” you whimpered, fingers tangling in his curls, back arching further into him as your thighs clenched around his. He licked over your collarbone oh so slowly, a shiver running down your taut spine.

“i want you to come for me like this first, okay? can you do that for me, kitten?” he cooed, bouncing his leg ever so slightly. “look at me.” And you did, somehow mustering the strength to pull yourself back up and find his darkened eyes.

You were a mess of curses when you let go, your body convulsing, collapsing into him as you came. You were throbbing on his thigh, one glance down at where you were grinding against him displaying your slick. His arms went around your body, flipping you onto your back so that you were resting against the mattress.

“you did so well, angel.” Minho crooned, resting over you on his forearms. you stared up at him in awe, blinking away the haze. “do you want more?”

Minho's hand slid down your body, searching for the band of your underwear. when he reached his destination, he toyed with the lacy edges, letting them snap against the pudge of your belly, teasing you. you bucked your hips, frustrated, and he used the opportunity to cup your pussy, feeling where you’d soaked through the cotton. the groan he let out was carnal, animalistic, almost needy. he could feel all of you, how you ached and dripped, how you needed the everything that you’d requested.

“you’re so fucking good for me, God.” Minho almost slurred his words, voice lower than you’d ever heard it. you keened at the sound, pushing your hips further into him.

“you still want all of me?” he breathed, his shaky breath fanning your face. Minho was obsessed with hearing you say it, obsessed with how you wanted him as much as he needed you.

“You’re so fucking tight.” lando groaned, an edge of excitement in his voice, and then he unleashed everything that he’d held back.

“ahh,” you moaned, trying to tilt your hips so he stopped rutting against your clit, but he was too heavy for you to move beneath him. You could feel another orgasm brewing and you squeezed your eyes shut, your brain fogged. “M-minho” you cried, not knowing if you could keep going like this.

Minho's erratic hips never faulted, “shh,” he cooed unsteadily. “you can take it.”

You shook your head back and forth and mewled in your throat. Minho tried to reassure you, “m’almost finished, kitten.”

As wild and deadly as he was in the battles of Heaven , he was just as primal in the bedroom. Thee softness of your skin felt heavenly against Minho's sore body and against his calloused hands. he slid a hand into your hair, his fist grasping tightly. “this is the last time. i promise.” His deep baritone sent you over the edge. you cried out loud, your legs squeezing against Minho's body, your body shaking as he pummeled you through another orgasm.

You could barely hear the way he was grunting and moaning as you clenched down impossibly hard around him. “gah, fuck,” he groaned.

Minho spilled inside you, your eyes rolled into the back of your head as you felt him fill you once more that night. You weren’t even sure how he still had more to give at this point.

His thrusts turned slow but remained powerful when he bottomed out, hitting you as far back as he could. you gasped with every rut of his hips hitting yours.

His seed leaked out around his cock as he rode out his orgasm. you weren’t sure you could go for another round, hoping Minho was true to his word and this actually was the last time.

His hand aimlessly stroked your hair. he pulled back to look at you, smiling at the sight of your flushed face and disheveled hair. “see. knew you could take it.” he kissed the tip of your nose, regretfully pulling out of you. you whined at the loss—you had got so used to the feeling of him inside you, it was almost painful for him to leave. he marveled at you as he sat back on his haunches, looking between your legs and watching his seed gush out of you.

"You're mine now." Minho whispered into your ear, looking at your cum ridden tummy, "all mine for the eternity of heaven."

As if to seal a charm, Minho kissed you on your neck, wrapping your weak figure into his arms, and running his fingers through your hair to cradle you to sleep.

"My angel."

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