#jakehoon

[doe-noo]

𝟮𝟬0͟9͟ ╰╮ 𝒚ou'𝓇e ​ m​y​ ​ b​e​s​𝓉​ ​ ​ ⫘ f​r​i​e​n​d​

​ 𝒻or ​ t​h​e​ ​ r​ꫀ​s​t​ ​ ꩜f ​ ⵓ m​𝓎​ ​ l͟​i͟​f͟​𝑒​ ⌇

ㅤ◟ ͜ ◞ ◟ ͜ ◞◟ ͜ ◞ ◟ ͜ ◞◟ ͜ ◞ ◟ ͜ ◞◟ ͜ ◞ ◟ ͜ ◞◟ ͜ ◞ ◟ ͜ ◞

[dearlexies]

coachella performance well-received. multiple members went viral for various content (heeseung march, egg cloud, jake buldak ramen). first 2 daesangs. desire: unleash 2M and best global charting yet. first inkigayo win.

I don't have enough words to describe how proud I am of them

[nephynes]

tension theory/friction principle bonus chapter

set a month before the events of friction principle and a month after the events of tension theory.

The apartment is dim. A lamp glows in the corner of the living room, throwing soft gold over the chaos, solo cups, empty beer bottles, crumpled napkins. The tell tale signs of 'boys night' at Heeseung's apartment.

Sunghoon's on the couch, head tipped back, legs sprawled wide. His lips are parted slightly, a little flushed. His hair falls over his eyes, his phone clutched loosely in one hand—screen dark. He hasn't looked at it in fifteen minutes. Your last text is burned into his memory anyway.

You: go have fun, i don't wanna be at bOys nIghT😂

He sighs. Drunk, but not mindless. Slowed, but aware.

And all alone, Jake long gone goofing around somewhere with Jungwon.

There's movement to his left. He doesn't open his eyes at first. He assumes it's Heeseung coming back out, that's until he smells perfume. Not the kind he likes, this one's heavier and manufactured sweet.

"Rough night?" Yunjin's voice lilts, playful and syrupy. She plops down next to him without invitation, knees brushing his. "You've barely said a word all night."

"M'fine," he mumbles, voice thick.

"You don't look fine." Her fingers curl over the back of the couch behind him, close to his shoulder.

Sunghoon opens his eyes slowly. She's staring at him, her mouth curled into something that could pass as a smile if it weren't for the sharpness behind it.

"You miss your little girlfriend?" she asks, tilting her head. "You look like a kicked puppy."

He straightens slightly. "Why are you even here?"

"Mm." Yunjin lets the syllable hang. "Don't you get tired of it?"

He frowns. "What?"

"Pretending that's what you want. The innocence. The slowness. You could have so much more, you know."

"Plus I know her. And she's definitely not giving it up. Or is she?"

His face hardens a little, but his body stays relaxed — maybe too relaxed to react properly. "She's exactly what I want."

She laughs. "Sure. For now."

Sunghoon doesn't answer. She leans in anyway, closing the space like she hasn't said anything wrong.

"You know Heeseung's out cold," she says softly. "And she's not here. Nobody's here. You don't have to pretend."

Her hand drops to his thigh—barely above his knee; like she's testing him.

Sunghoon shifts, his leg jerking slightly to the side. "Stop."

But she doesn't. She leans in closer, so her breath grazes his jaw. "I won't tell. Heeseung doesn't have to know."

"Yunjin." His tone is sharper now, his brow furrowed.

She swings a leg over him in one practiced move, suddenly straddling him. Her hands are on his chest, pushing under his jacket, nails trailing. "C'mon, Sunghoon," she whispers, hovering over him to perch on his thighs—straddling him.

Her hands ghost over his chest, nails trailing down, inching lower. She adjusts her position, shifting her weight deliberately as she presses her hips against him.

But there's nothing, no response. No sharp inhale, no movement, no tension in his jaw. Just an empty daze in his half-lidded eyes. His body doesn't stir under her touch—doesn't respond at all.

Still, she keeps going. More pressure. Bolder now. She leans down, pressing her lips to his neck, letting them drag over his skin, hands moving to his waistband with intent.

But there's nothing to work with.

He's soft. His body unresponsive, untouched by the friction or the proximity. It's not arousal—it's absence. A deadweight of intoxication or the fact that his body simply isn't moved by her—keeping him utterly unreachable.

She tries again, more insistent this time, and he groans—not with pleasure, but with discomfort. A sluggish frown creases his brows. His hands attempt to push her away, slow and loose, like his limbs aren't listening.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

Door flung open. Jake's voice through the silence like a crack of thunder.

Yunjin flinches. Sunghoon's head lolls sideways toward the sound, lips moving around Jake's name like a lifeline.

Jake doesn't wait. He crosses the room in three long strides and yanks her back, eyes blazing.

"You fucking psycho." "Get off him," he says, voice low, livid.

"He didn't say no—"

"He's drunk, you freak," Jake snarls, stepping in front of Sunghoon. "Get the fuck out."

Yunjin looks between them—defiant, defensive—but Jake's already pointing at the door.

"Now."

She storms out in a flurry of sharp perfume and sharper heels, slamming the door hard enough to rattle the frame. The air crackles in her absence, heavy with tension that only breaks when Jake exhales, dragging a hand down his face.

Sunghoon's still draped across the couch, boneless and blinking slowly like he's just registered Jake's presence for the first time. His head lolls toward him, a lazy grin spreading across his flushed face.

"Jakeee," he hums, reaching out with both arms.

Jake sighs but crouches again anyway, pulling Sunghoon up with practiced care, steadying the taller boy's weight against his chest. He smells like whiskey and cologne.

"You're so annoying when you're drunk," Jake mutters, wrapping an arm around his waist.

But Sunghoon just laughs, soft and breathy, pressing his face into the crook of Jake's neck. His lips brush there once, twice, then again with more intention. Not quite kisses, more like lazy nuzzles. Familiar, intimate and even possessive in a slow, syrupy way.

He mouths at Jake's jaw, then down his throat, mouthing a warm stripe over his collarbone. His hands slide beneath Jake's shirt, cold fingers against warm skin, touching aimlessly at first...but then one trails lower, settling with a firmer kind of intent.

Jake flinches.

He looks down, eyes widening slightly when he feels the change in Sunghoon's body against his thigh—the sudden tension, the unmistakable press of Sunghoon’s hardened cock.

"Seriously?" Jake breathes out, somewhere between disbelief and concern.

But Sunghoon's not listening. He shifts, trying to pull Jake closer, sliding one of Jake's hands down between their bodies. Not guiding or forcing—just placing it there.

Jake swears under his breath, heart pounding harder now. Not because of what's happening, but because of what it means.

Sunghoon, drunk off his ass, completely unresponsive to someone else. But here, clinging to Jake like gravity itself depends on it, completely undone by the sound of his voice and the heat of his hands.

Jake looks at him, lips parted, stunned. And Sunghoon, eyes half-lidded and glassy, just presses another kiss to Jake's cheek and mumbles something soft; your name, like a prayer.

Sunghoon looks down, suddenly serious. "Don't tell her, okay?"

"I won't," Jake whispers.

And then Sunghoon kisses him. A soft, slightly sloppy press of lips—nothing filthy, nothing practiced. Just raw, messy and needy.

Jake blinks, a little stunned.

"Such a clingy drunk," he says softly, brushing a hand through Sunghoon's hair.

"I love her," Sunghoon murmurs again. "And you too."

Jake smiles faintly. "Yeah. I know."

And he lets him hold on, before guiding him out of Heeseung’s apartment.

The door clicks open. Jake's arm is looped around Sunghoon's waist, half-dragging, half-guiding him in through the entryway.

Sunghoon's still a mess in the most uncharacteristic way, cheeks flushed, hair mussed, black shirt rumpled where Jake's been gripping him. He stumbles once on the carpet and just laughs.

"I'm fiiine," he insists, drawling out the word like it's an inside joke.

Jake snorts. "You're not fine. You shouldn’t have drank five of Heeseung's jungle juice monstrosities."

Sunghoon grins. "They were sooooo good."

Jake doesn't respond. He's too busy trying to keep Sunghoon upright, nudging open Sunghoon’s bedroom door with his foot.

"Hi," your voice rings out, soft and bright.

You're fresh out of the shower, towel wrapped snug around your body, damp hair tucked behind your ears. You're standing by the dresser, lotion half-rubbed into your arm, blinking at the two of them like you weren't expecting company.

Sunghoon stops dead in the doorway. His eyes go wide.

"Oooooooouuuuuu," he howls, dragging the word out like a cartoon character. "Y/N in her towelllll."

Jake closes his eyes. "Here we go."

Sunghoon wiggles out of Jake's grasp, swaying a little as he stumbles toward you with all the awe of a man witnessing a miracle.

"Wait—no wait," he slurs, grinning crookedly. "Hold on. You look like a dreeeeam."

"Sunghoon," you say carefully, lips quirking, "how much did you drink?"

"A lot," Jake says at the same time that Sunghoon points at you dramatically. "Not enough."

You giggle, surprised and delighted by how silly he's being. You've never seen him like this—all loose limbs and rosy cheeks, his usual sharp edges melted down to something warm and dopey.

"C'mere," he says, reaching for you. "Let's take this off."

And then his fingers find the knot of your towel.

"Hoon!" you squeal, laughing as you stumble back and hold the towel tighter, but he’s determined.

You squeal again, backing up more. "Hey—wait—!"

But he's already undoing it, and the towel slips to the floor with a whisper, leaving you bare and blinking up at him, caught somewhere between shock and laughter.

"Oh my God," you whisper, face heating. "You actually—!"

Sunghoon hums like he's reached nirvana. "So soft," he marvels, hands coming up to cradle your waist, skimming over your arms and shoulders, then back down to your hips.

You're still laughing, heart thudding a little too fast. Sunghoon turns in Jake's arms, swaying again.

"I didn't let them," he mumbles suddenly.

Jake freezes.

"What?" you ask gently.

Sunghoon doesn't look at you. He's looking at the floor now, fingers twitching at the hem of his shirt.

"There were people...at the party. Someone tried to...y'know. Touch me. But I didn't let them." He whispers the last part like a little secret.

Your smile slips just a bit.

Jake cuts in quickly, tugging Sunghoon toward the bed. "He's exaggerating. It's fine now. He just got overwhelmed, that's all."

But you're already walking over, placing a soft hand on Sunghoon's cheek. His eyes flutter closed at the touch like he's been starved for it all night.

"You okay?" you whisper.

He nods. "Now that you're here."

And then, like the switch never flipped, he perks back up. "Wait—can you do that lotion thing again? You smell like vanilla clouds."

Jake groans, letting his head fall back against the wall.

“I’m gonna get him to bed.”

════════════════════════════

a/n: more bonus chapters to come cause we call can’t let this story go yet 🤧

[giraisol]

don't talk to strangers

or you might 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒

[mynishimurariki]

[sunoovamp]

these voices in my head screaming, "run, now"..

..I'm praying that they're human.

[acphengene]

Little dove

₊ ⁺ pairing: Jake x afab!reader

₊ ⁺ genre: soulmate!au, sweet asf fluff and the tiniest bit of angst

₊ ⁺ wordcount: 3.2k

₊ ⁺ note: this can be read as a standalone but also as a part of my enhypen soulmate series. let me know if you wanna be added to the tag list

₊ ⁺ Jake ₊ ⁺ Jungwon ₊ ⁺ Jay ₊ ⁺ Sunoo ₊ ⁺ Heeseung ₊ ⁺ Niki ₊ ⁺ Sunghoon ₊ ⁺ Masterlist

When Jake woke up at his 13th birthday, he frantically searched his whole body for any type of physical mark. It was generally known that it was a little easier to find your other half when your mark literally could count down the seconds until you met them.

And right there on the inside of his bicep it said ‘bite your lip one more time’ in fine red letters. He had wondered just why his soulmate would want him to bite his lip, because in the eyes of a child that caused pain and nothing else.

His family had celebrated, and he had been nothing short of excited and hopeful that he would get to meet you sooner rather than later. But as most people he would have to wait.

When he traveled to Korea to live his dream, he hoped that it would bring him closer to you. And when the dream took him to a tv-program he hoped with every bone in his body that you’d be watching and cheering him on.

The tattoo, he made sure stayed hidden, he had no interest in people who weren’t you, saying those words to him.

When he and the guys had debuted, they shared their marks with one another, there was no reason not to, and he felt lucky that he didn’t have to hurt like Heeseung, somewhat jealous that Jay had known his soulmate since he got the mark. And despite him feeling bad for his platonic soulmate, he couldn’t help but be thankful that he wasn’t markless like Sunghoon

Engene loved theorizing when it came to them and their marks. There was no doubt in the fandom that Jake had a physical mark, also no doubt that it had to be somewhere on his arm. He had a habit of almost always grabbing on to his bicep whenever he was nervous.

They could however not agree on which mark it was, but he enjoyed seeing people’s theories on social media. He felt grateful that most of the fandom was so acceptable of it, not all groups were that lucky.

One afternoon he threw himself onto Niki’s bed once again scrolling on weverse to see what their sweet fans were up to.

“Dude seriously? With your outside clothes and everything?” The young man said as he looked at his hyung with judgement in his eyes.

He only rolled his eyes. “Do you think they’ve ever posted on weverse?”

Niki shrugged. “No idea, if I’m being honest I try not to think about it too much. In the end mine is definitely not close by”

“I hope mine is close” Jake said with a far away look in his eyes.

“Wouldn’t that be korean if that was the case?” Niki said as he pointed to the red words.

Jake looked at his arm and sighed. “Fuck, I didn’t think of that”

Niki laughed. “Obviously. But don’t worry too much okay? You’ll find them when it’s time”

“How’s the string?” Jake asked as a diversion.

Niki looked down at his left pinkie, where a red string was neatly tied with a little bow. He followed it out and through the window of the room. Where it’s stretched all the way to the horizon.

“Still tight as ever, wherever they are, they’re in no hurry to get closer” He shrugged. Niki had always had a very casual way of seeing the world, and once in a while Jake needed to be reminded to take it easy.

He was right after all, the Universe had given them a soulmate for a reason, and would pull you together when it deemed fit. But sometimes that could be a little hard to accept.

It wasn’t that he didn’t trust that, it was more so that he was impatient, he wanted to get to know you, sooner rather than later.

As they traveled for their tours he frantically searched every face in every crowd hoping someone would draw his attention, that he would feel that pull and calmness people so often described.

In a new city, he found himself in a Prada store, looking at a new collection, as they all were picking things out.

“What do you think?” Jay said as he held up a bag.

“Pretty sure that’s a woman’s bag” Jake said with a chuckle.

As the fashionista Jay was, he only sighed. “First of all fashion is gender less, plus it’s not for me… it’s for her. I think she’ll like it”

Jake shook his head with a smile, as he tried to avoid that sting of jealousy he always felt whenever Jay talked about his other half. He knew it was most likely harder than he ever admitted. To know her, but to not have her would be torture in and of itself.

“Do you have this with gold hardware instead of silver?” Jay asked one of the sales assistants.

“We should have one in the back, give me a second and I’ll see if I can find it”

That. Voice.

It stopped Jake's entire world as he quickly turned towards you. And as he saw your eyes and that sweet and polite smile, it was as if the world stopped spinning, and everyone around him disappeared. For a second there was only you.

You went to the back to go and fetch the bag Jay had asked for, and for a second he almost followed you behind the counter.

He stood there as a puppy waiting for its owner, eyes locked on the door you had disappeared through. His fingers drummed on the glass as his heart beat frantically.

“Jake?” Sunghoon said as he tried to get his friends' attention. When he didn’t answer, he laid a hand on his shoulder, but his eyes never left that door.

“Not now” he whispered, and it almost sounded like he was in pain, and then you walked back through the door with the dust bag and set it almost right before him.

His breath hitched when you finally looked at him. He saw how your eyes widened, how your mouth fell open in almost chock. And for a second he thought: my first words can’t just be hey.

Instead he bit his lip nervously, he had always done it. Maybe it was because of the words you were to one day say to him, maybe it was just who he was. Your eyes fell to his mouth, and he saw the subtle twitch of the corner of your mouth.

“Bite your lip one more time…” you almost whispered the words, and as if you just realized what you said your hands flew up to cover your own mouth.

A gasp filled the room from both the guys, but also their bodyguards, and the whole room stilled.

“God I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to say that out loud”

Jake just smiled like a maniac, as he felt the tears prick in his eyes. “I’ve been looking for you everywhere” he said as he opened his arms for you to meet him if you wanted.

You threw yourself over the counter, not caring for the bag you had just put down, not caring for what your manager in the corner might think, not even caring for the horde of people with cameras outside the large boutique windows.

At that moment he had never felt happier. He chuckled as he pulled you as close to him as humanly possible, and the two of you stood like that until your heartbeats had calmed.

He didn’t want to let you go, so as he sat back down his hand reached out for yours and he smiled wider than he ever had when you took it and gave it a squeeze.

“You’re beautiful” he whispered and he saw you turn red almost instantly, he hoped his words would always have that effect on you.

“And you’re a romantic aren’t you?” You asked and he answered with a shrug.

You looked towards your manager who just gave you a smile and a little nod. As to say; “I understand, just go”

Jake held out his arm, and you quickly went around the counter to grab on to him. He pulled you close as the guards made sure to escort you out of the store safe and sound.

In the store behind the two of you stood Sunghoon with the biggest smile as he looked after the two of you. Sunoo was laughing in a corner as he kept repeating: did that just happen?

Jungwon smiled and said: “Finally, he was getting unbearable”

“So this is where I’m staying” Jake said as he opened the door to his hotel room. The two of you had decided it might be best for you to go there, there was no reason for you to dox yourself.

You looked around the room, but your eyes kept finding him, and every time they did his smile got wider, if that was even possible.

“C-can I see it?” you asked as you took a step closer to him. He nodded and got rid of his jacket before pulling up his sleeve, revealing the now golden words etched into his skin.

You laughed as you let your hand trace the words. Jake shuddered beneath your touch. “Oh I’m sorry, is it too much?” You stepped back to give him space, but he quickly grabbed your wrist, pulling you back to him.

“It’s nice, I’ve been wanting this, waiting for this for so long. My hitching breath and shuddering is in nothing if not from happiness and excitement for having finally found you”

The heat once again flushed to your cheeks, and he, that cheeky bastard, he bit his lips once again. You placed your hands on your face.

“I had an idea you might be a hopeless romantic” You said turning away from his gaze.

He laughed. “Why?”

“When you have ‘I’ve been looking for you everywhere’ etched into your skin from the ripe age of 13, you cant help but hope”

He felt how your words fucked on his heartstrings. “Tell me everything”

So you did; you told him how excited you were when you saw the words. How lucky your mother had told you that you would end up being because of the sweet nature of them. How your friends had fawned and been jealous.

“I know it’s not a given, and I know not all soulmates are made to be more than just platonic, but I would love to give this” you said, gesturing between the two of you. “Us a real shot”

Your cheeks were blazing hot, but you wanted to say them. In case he felt differently, you’d rather be disappointed sooner rather than later.

His hand snaked up and rested on the back of your neck, firm enough to make sure you knew he wanted you close, but still loose enough for you to get away from him if that was what you wanted.

He closed his eyes and rested his forehead against yours. “I want nothing more” as if he had done it always he rubbed his nose against yours, the gesture so soft and subtle it stole a whimper from your throat.

In that very instant his eyes shot open, pupils dilated, the love he had always felt for you on full display.

“Can I kiss you?” He whisperd. His lips so close to yours he almost did by saying your words.

Instead of answering him, you closed the small gap between the two of you. His other arm snaked around your waist as yours traced his shirt, up his stomache, over his shoulders and around his neck.

You pulled him as close to you as physically possible. And he smiled agains your lips at the way you responded to him.

A knock on the door pulled you from losing your minds, hearts and souls to one another.

“Yo, love birds… wanna grab some lunch? Get to know one another?” Heeseung said on the other side.

The two of you looked at each other and laughed. Jake only raises a brow, and you nodded as a response. You couldn’t wait to get to know him and those closest to him.

Once again he stretched out his arm for you to grab on to and you did without a doubt.

“Let’s go little dove” he said with a wink.

“Wait so I’m the first?” You said with a shocked expression.

Jake had his arm around your shoulder, it felt like his heart would physically break if he were to not touch you when you were so near.

“Yeah, hopefully the rest will come soon…” Jay said with a far away gaze in his eyes.

“You miss her?” You asked him.

“Every waking minute of every day” he answered with a small smile.

Nothing short of pure torture. You thought to yourself and leaned into Jake’s embrace. He kissed the top of your head instinctively.

“God the two of you is gonna be unbearable, aren’t you?” Niki said with a groan as he took another spoon full of the broth standing in front of him.

“Especially when we leave in two days” Jungwon said, trying not to sound to harsh.

The eyes you looked at him with broke his heart. He would have to leave you behind, go on on the tour. He would be in contact sure, but this would end up breaking him and in extension you.

It was common knowledge that the first few weeks, if not months were the hardest to be without your soulmate. It was as if your souls needed one another, after being separated for so long.

“The tour isn’t don’t yet, but I’ll be back as soon as possible. Okay? I promise” Jake said as he pulled you into another close embrace.

Jungwon stole the attention by spitting out his noodles. “Why would she think now is the perfect time for chocolate pudding. I swear it’s her hobby to ruin my meals” he pushed away the bowl, as the guys laughed.

You were thankful for the change in subject, but you couldn’t help but wonder just why the universe would set you up with someone whose job was to travel the world and leave you behind.

“Hey” Sunghoon said, “why dont you just ask if you can bring her along?”

Jake remained quiet as he thought it all through. It was not impossible, he knew that it was impossible to tear some soulmates apart, and Hybe had to accommodate that, but still… you had a life, a job and friends and family. He would hate to pull you from it all.

“Let’s talk about it when we’re alone, how does that sound?” You asked him with a little squeeze of his thigh. The mere sound of your voice calmed something inside of him, and his worried eyed softened.

“As Niki said, unbearable” Heeseung said right before he was snacked in the back of the neck by Sunoo.

“As if you’re gonna be any better than them”

He only shrugged.

“I don't wanna assume you have the possibility of just leaving” Jake said as he fiddled with his fingers. He did want you to come along. He wanted to sleep with you in his arms and wake up to your kisses.

“I don’t think that I do, sure I have a few weeks of vacation left, but it’s just so short notice” you said with a sad smile.

He nodded, “I know… what if I called Prada, or maybe if one of my bosses did?”

You smiled as you stood between his legs as he was sitting on the bed, you pulled lovingly on his long hair as he looked up at you with pleading puppy eyes. God he was beautiful.

Instead of answering you kissed his lips slowly, and his arms pulled you closer. “As much as I would love that, that wouldn’t be fair. Come back to me when you’re done, in the meantime we will just have to figure something out, okay?”

And figure something out you did. Every time you had the chance you were FaceTiming, you fell asleep talking about your childhood, and while he was training you caught up on the hours worth of content.

Hybe had been kind enough to leave you with a bodyguard of your own, but so far you hadn’t needed it. It had, however, calmed Jake’s mind a lot to know you were taken care of.

“When I can’t do it, I need someone else to, okay little dove?” That had been hard to argue with.

He had been gone for a few weeks now and it felt as if your heart had been ripped from your chest, as if you were no longer whole.

You hated every second of it, you hated your stubbornness. Why wouldn’t you take him up on the offer of just going with him? Integrity… fucking pathetic. You thought to yourself as you got the store ready before it opened.

You heard the door open, and as you turned to tell the early customer you weren’t open yet you froze.

“Sunghoon” you said before giving him a bow, you had spent the weeks reading up on Korean etiquette and culture.

He bowed back before he held out an arm just as Jake did. “Come, he’s unbearable and none of us can take it any longer… he needs you” he sent you a smile that never really reached his eyes.

Instead of bolting out the door you found yourself hesitating. You had a life and a job you had worked so hard for. Sunghoon rolled his eyes as he laughed. “Don’t worry about it, we’ve taken care of it”

And for once you chose not to second guess it, and grabbed his arm.

You knocked on the door to the room, despite what the two of you did most days, you had ignored his calls all day. Jungwon had warned you, he had been sulking and sad and as good as impossible to get to do anything. Even eat.

“Go away!” You heard his voice groan from the other side. You knocked again.

“Hee, I’ve told you all day I’m just not in the… mood” he swung the door open without even checking who was on the other side.

In your hand you had a bag of food, he would need something before the concert tonight.

“Surprise?” You said with a unsure smile, cause he only stared at you.

“You’re here?” He said as his voice cracked.

You nodded. “I’m here”

And as he heard your voice once again he broke down in the door to his room, you quickly gave the food to one of the managers in the hall as you joined him where he had collapsed.

He snaked his arms around you as he sobbed into your shoulder. And as painful as it was to see him like this you had also never felt more like yourself now that he was near.

He looked at you as he stroked your cheek. “You can’t leave me again, okay?” He said as he both laughed and sobbed at the same time.

You smiled at his words, as a single tear escaped your eye. He kissed it away as quickly as it had fallen. “I won't,” you whispered.

The two of you heard a groan further down the hall and saw Niki there. “Fucking unbearble love birds” he swore under his breath.

“Language young man!” You both yelled in unison, and a laugh quickly followed.

Neither of you minded being unbearable love birds, as long as you weren’t apart.

Hi! Thank you sm for Reading! Please remember to like and reblog, and let me know if you have any theories about the others or these two sweethearts. Feedback is very much appreciated 🫶🏼

[sjyfave]

TINTED SHADES OF PINK.

𝐏. female reader x boyfriends jake & sunghoon 𝐆. smut, mdni 𝐖𝐂. 5.4K 𝐖𝐑. established poly relationship, male on male touching and kissing, protected & unprotected sex, free-use of reader, switch jake, sub reader, dominant sunghoon, verbal praise, overstimulation, crying, very minor degrading, drooling

this can be read as a continuation of dripped in you.

𝐀/𝐍 i love writing about jakehoon dating eachother and their shared girlfriend it's so cute to me

“just do what you’re comfortable with. we can stop whenever you want.”

sunghoon was gentle, a lot better than you would’ve been if you were in this position. all you could do was watch with parted lips and a tilted up chin, barely blinking to watch the way jakes hand slowly inched towards sunghoons lap.

all three of you were fully dressed, sunghoon and jake in hoodies and sweatpants as you wore a favourited oversized t-shirt and one of your partners shorts. sunghoon holds his weight up, both arms on the back of the couch. jake sat upright as you stood before them, still.

you wanted to interrupt; lend a hand. you were antsy as you stood aside, eyes unwavering as you scanned every movement of jakes body. sunghoon usually agreed to let you help—but this time warned against it. he refused to let you help jake move faster.

this was one of the few occasions he didn’t want jakes interactions to seem coerced or assisted. he only asked you to be supportive, only offering help if necessary.

jake didn’t think either of you would be mad if he pulled away. he had been wanting this for months, but was never confident. part of him was screaming to stop—to leave the relationship in its heterosexual orientation. he didn’t know what doing today would entail, and if he was ready for it.

he didn’t want ‘butt stuff’ as he had commented weeks prior. you and sunghoon laughed in response, a soft “trust me, i don’t wanna finger you either,” slipping from sunghoons mouth.

were either of them lying?

more likely than not.

but you weren’t the one to push.

you moved to squat between sunghoons legs, hands on either side of his hips. your right hand lightly moves to jakes upper right thigh, rubbing your thumb back and forth as comfort. jake smiles in response, bringing his left hand to lightly play with one of your nailbeds.

sunghoon had been uncomfortably sitting with a boner for several minutes, pressed hot against his right hip. it was easy to see for everyone in the room—he wasn’t shy. he licks his bottom lip once, looking up into your eyes. he studies your face with parted lips before shifting over to jakes thick bottom lip, admiring.

he was easily the most aroused in the room, stuck on whos lips he wanted to kiss first as he waited.

you want to help, pulling forward enough to lean on your bent left arm. your hand holds your head up, glancing upwards to jake. you’re very close to sunghoons crotch, his print close to your nose. his right hand comes up to lightly mark the many parts of your face. his middle finger runs over your right brow, thumb running over your cheek.

his touch is soft and caring, his eyes looking over at male partners searching eyes. jake shies away from the attention, his left hand coming up to scratch a fake itch on the right side of his face. he hides behind his palm before he goes for it.

jake lays an open right hand down on sunghoons lap, heavy.

a breathy moan leaves sunghoons lips at the pressure. he almost thrusts into it, his head dropping to his left shoulder before lightly rolling his hips. it’s attractive to watch, your bottom lip sucked into your mouth.

you clench around nothing, studying the structure of jakes fingers in this new personal angle.

you want to say something, but you take into consideration what sunghoon said; not wanting to overwhelm him. your presence is enough support, jake peeking down at you with a smile, his left hand still glued to the side of his face.

he presses his palm down again before moving it up sunghoons length, stopping at his tip. sunghoon visibly winces, his mouth opening as both eyes close. his right cheek tenses, his eye squeezed shut.

“ah~!”

it’s deep and light, your thighs tightly pulling together as you look up to watch sunghoons face. sunghoon aggressively bites into his bottom lip, breathing heavily through his nose. another moan almost slips, but it’s trapped behind his pink lips—muffled. you lightly copy sunghoon, letting out your own breath in reaction.

“you’re doing so good,”

you whisper the compliment over sunghoons lap, slipping up at the unspoken rule of staying quiet. sunghoon smiles a little, nodding his head regardless of not knowing who the comment is for.

his eyes don’t open, waiting and patiently praying for more.

jake boldly grabs sunghoon in his hand, feeling him through the fabric. the outline is heavily wrapped in fabric, jakes hand squeezing the girth of it. jakes lips part, eyes hooded like he can feel it himself. he kneads it a little in his grasp, veins poking out of his pale skin as he moves boldly.

he practically zones out the way his hand moves, every squeeze of his hand playing it up for your eyes. he doesn’t ask if it feels good—wonder how his boyfriend reacts.

a groan slips sunghoons lips, scratchy and hoarse. his head pulls up from his left collarbone to hang in the center of his chest, hips grinding into jakes hand. both his legs part as he scoots further up, giving himself up even more to jakes unwavering attention.

the angle is erotic, your eyes scanning jakes structured hand as he manhandles sunghoon. you study the way he moves down, his thumb and index pulling together to rub up and down sunghoons clothed tip.

“wow jae.”

the syllable nickname slips, a loving reference to his korean name.

it’s sensitive, something he left for family; extremely close friends. it adds a layer of intimacy, his kind eyes flashing back to your eyelids as he searches for yours. you don’t look up to connect with him, still staring at sunghoons lap.

you can’t help but gawk at the wave of confidence jake feels, watching how sunghoon submits—something he hadn’t done for so long. jake smiles at the unwavering focus, watching how you rush upwards to grab the sides of sunghoons neck.

you pull him into a kiss, anxious to be involved. his lips steady against your quick pace, forcing you to meet his speed. he drags you into his lap, your legs wrapping around his slim legs. you both breathe into each-others mouths, your hands coming up to hold the sides of his face. he smiles against your lips momentarily, biting his own lip.

when he lets his lip go he’s back to yours, his right hand moving up your outer leg to your ass before circling back, squeezing your thigh.

jake whines at the exclusion, his eyes puppy-like. you smile against sunghoons parted lips, your right hand moving to push both males cheeks together. jake moves to lean on his right knee, getting better height.

you and sunghoon were always better at being left out of couple kisses and touches—but jake didn’t like it, constantly wanting both your undivided attention.

that’s when jake repositions himself, moving his right hand out of sunghoons lap to better angle. his left replaces it, squeezing back and forth on the last two inches of sunghoons length.

jakes right arm wraps around his boyfriends shoulders, hugging him into his chest and face. sunghoon is almost lifeless in his grip, eyes slowly opening to look at you. his right hand slowly reaches up for you, pulling you down softly by your neck. jake pulls himself close enough to kiss the sides of your lips, giggling at the contact.

sunghoons lips smirk against yours at the laugh, his left hand looping over jakes to pull him in closer. you're careful to kiss both their lips, watching the way the other side of their lips connect during each pucker.

its stupid to others, something your friends would constantly laugh about. but it was for you three to understand, not them.

jakes hand doesn't stop its persistent groping, sunghoon dropping his hand to lightly run up jakes knee and outer thigh. both their heads dip, watching the way jakes hand opens to push down against his dick again with another weighted open palm. his hand runs down roughly before pushing back up, the waistband of sunghoons sweats stretching away from his body.

you lift your right knee from sunghoons hip to pull yourself off from hovering. you’re tired of waiting, your hands coming up to sunghoons waistband. jake finally pauses for the first time tonight, your hands stilling as you drop low to look him in his eyes.

the thick pants gave him some level of protection from really holding sunghoon in his hand—a way of shielding himself from the intimate heat and details.

“can i remove these?”

you ask jake—referring to sunghoons lap as if his own body. sunghoons head lifts from his daze—the softness in his eyes are gone but he’s patient. he still wants to reiterate that there’s nothing he’ll push jake into, promising that everything today starts and ends with him.

jake doesn’t verbally answer, his hand slipping under the waistband to grab sunghoon over his briefs. sunghoon caves, his right hand grabbing his wrist as he looks down. “fuck - jake,” he finally speaks, jakes lips moving to lightly peck his ear before leaning his head to look down.

the imagery of jakes hand under the waistband is enough for you to want to leave them on. your hands move to lightly hold sunghoons hips, a smile on his face as he recognizes the way your lips part at your undivided attention.

“you like watching, huh?” sunghoon teases you, your right hand moving to slap his thigh playfully. you slowly play attention to the movement in front of you, a smirk on sunghoons face before licking his bottom lip.

you can make out the way jake—for the first time—maps his erection out in is purest form. he notes how it’s less veiny than his, matching his length almost exactly.

he never realized how sunghoon was thicker than he is, a mental note in his head of his own size in comparison.

you slowly begin to yank sunghoons pants down, his hips shuffling side to side to help you pull them down. you let them drop to his ankles, yanking them off his feet.

his right hand moves from jakes wrist to lean his arm on the back of the couch. he still holds jakes outer left thigh, tensing at each upwards grope. he beckons for you to come closer with his right hand.

sunghoon had this air to him that you couldn’t shake. he was tantalizing, your body moving on its own to sit beside him, wrapping yourself around his shoulders. you kiss his right cheek, your hand moving down to match jakes.

jake smiles at your inclusion, lightly toying with your hand in sunghoons lap.

sunghoon pulls away from jake to wrap around your waist, pulling you into his lap. this forces jakes hand from between his legs, his arm bouncing back to accommodate the space you take up.

sunghoon moves his left hand to jakes outer cheek, pulling him closer for a quick cheek kiss. he’s affectionate, thinking of everyone but himself each step of the way.

“pull your pants down.”

sunghoons voice is soft, watching the way jakes eyes slowly meet his—yours—before falling to his own lap. hes suddenly shy, slowly pulling them down as he uses his shoulder blades to anchor himself in the air with the couch. he yanks his sweats down with his underwear, exposing his freshly shaved groin. sunghoon eyes scan his frame before attending to you, his right hand out.

he pulls you down towards him, gradually moving to attach your lips. his left hand moves without him looking, slowly tilting his head to the right. he motions at jake’s hoodie next, pulling at the neck. jake takes the hint, pulling the hoodie up over his abs and chest to yank it off. hes bare underneath, throwing it over the side of the couch.

sunghoons left hand boldly grabs for jakes tinted purple erection, a cry leaving his lips as he withers. he falls back into the couch, his hands tightly wrapping around sunghoons wrist and forearm. sunghoons hand slowly and tightly moves up the shaft, squeezing at the tip.

the reaction is electric, your boyfriends back arching off the couch as a loud pornographic moan slips from his lips. the moan slowly turns into a whine, his eyes squeezed shut as he bares his teeth softly. he’s sensitive and hot, barely breathing past shirt gasps.

you can’t help but open your eyes and pull away at the explosive reaction. sunghoons eyes lazily pop open to glance at you, missing your presence.

your eyes nearly water the way you barely blink. jake thrashes in his grasp, his face painted in lust. with your attention divided, sunghoons right hand slips between your legs.

he uses the knuckle of his index finger, grabbing your attention by lightly running it up and down your clit through your shorts.

your mouth opens at the sensation, but you refuse to look away. you lightly grind against his hand, mentally searching for a way to touch jake yourself.

you watch sunghoons hand move down jakes length before pausing, slowly opening.

“princess can you get some lube for me?” sunghoon speaks softly into your left ear, your legs moving on their own. you peel off his lap quickly, eyes scanning the room.

you three had gotten pretty comfortable living together; friends who would visit catching toys, gels and sprays in the most absurd of places.

you walk around aimlessly; your eye catching on a near done bottle of lubricant by the television. an unopened condom sits near it, your hand reaching for it before transferring it to your non-dominant hand.

once it’s in your grasp you’re quick to shuffle back, sunghoon holding his left hand up. you squeeze out just enough, making the slide easier without excess slip.

“take your shorts off baby,”

sunghoon lightly refers to your shorts with a lazy right handed point, looking at the way his left hand twists and moves up jakes painful erection.

you’re quick, ridding yourself of everything quickly. sunghoon pulls his back off the couch to pull his hoodie off, jake whining at the way sunghoons hand lets him go temporarily.

the moment you’re bare, sunghoon beckons you with his available hand, his left roughly grabbing jake at his base. he does this to keep him from getting himself off, jake playing with his tip absentmindedly in sunghoons grasp.

you slowly move to straddle sunghoons waist, his right hand coming to your chest. he doesn’t speak, slowly pulling at his briefs. you lightly grab the waist to pull them down, his leaking erection snapping out to stand.

you clench at the imagery, his erection softly tinted pink. the moment they’re at his ankles he kicks them off, reaching for you.

you practically hop into his lap, his legs moving forward to spread as he creates a better angle for you. his right hand comes between your legs just to feel you out, lightly collecting some arousal on his middle finger;

just to taste you.

you rip the condom open quickly, your right hand dipping between your legs after finding the tent. you put the condom on him lazily, sunghoons hand helping as you roll it down. his right hand reaches up to lower your right hip, pushing you to quickly line him up against your entrance.

he only slows his pull when his tip lightly pushing into you. his right hand finally shows your body some attention with a back grip, softly imprinting your skin. he pulls you in by your mid-back, pressing his lips into your breasts.

he sucks your left nipple softly, running his tongue up and around. he puckers his lips to softly pull off before going back to tongue it again.

the stretch of his dick is tight and firm, your mouth dropping open as you slowly sit. sunghoons lips chase your right nipple, sucking and pulling on the sensitive bud between his teeth as you lower.

“fuuuck.”

his voice is soft, eyes hooded as he finally lets your tit free. his eyes scan your frame, taking you in. the moment you’re settled, you look over at jake again. sunghoons hand starts moving again, your hips lightly rocking back and forth on sunghoons lap as you watch.

you use him like a toy—something sunghoon was always attracted to.

you clench around him as you rock, sunghoons lips pressing into any skin he can reach on your chest and boobs with each forward rock of your hips.

“take whatever you need baby from me. anything,”

sunghoon speaks into your skin, referring to himself. he leaves open mouth kisses over your collarbones and chest, hungry for a reaction. your left hand holds the back of the couch as an anchor, sunghoons head lightly acknowledging the arm with a kitten-like brush of his head against it.

“take i-t—bounce on it.”

jake would laugh at the comment if he wasn’t so preoccupied, breathing heavily. you start properly bobbing up and down in sunghoons lap, chasing whoevers orgasm comes first. a small groan leaves sunghoons lips as he looks down, watching the way you lightly coat his dick in arousal.

his right hand comes upwards to strike your ass once, immediately soothing it by softly rubbing his hand down your heated skin. a soft moan leaves jakes saliva coated lips, his bangs falling into his face as he practically humps himself into sunghoons grasp.

he thrashes his head to the right, his cheek pressed into the couch cushion.

“tell me when you’re close, sim.”

the nickname is gentle, something sunghoon usually was when it came to jake. he treated you with the same grace, but your shared male partner needed more; validation his first language.

your right hand snakes between your legs as you watch, rubbing against your clit shamelessly. sunghoons eyes look down at your hand, an open mouthed smirk on his face. he waits for you to look back down at him, tilting his head upwards to demand a brief lip lock.

sunghoons head slips away from yours with a soft groan, lightly tugging your bottom lip with his teeth. he displays his soft dimples, a smile on your face in reaction before moving on. he closes the gap between him and jake, their banged foreheads touching. jakes head slowly lifts, sunghoons head following close behind.

they stare at eachother, sunghoons eyes dipping to look down at his lips before looking back into his eyes. jakes eyes roll closed, his head lolling a little, his first attempt to lift it. he uses his strength to push a messy kiss into sunghoons lips, chasing intimacy.

you moan aloud at this, your head falling forward into the side of sunghoons face. he pulls you in, his right arm firm. your head turns to watch jake through the madness, sunghoons head coming up to lightly kiss at your chest.

there’s one last thrust of jakes hips before he fully tenses, a small amount of drool at the right side of his lips before he bites it back into his mouth with his teeth.

“fuck, sungho—!”

jake barely warns sunghoon when he cums—hands finally letting sunghoons wrist go as his hand grips your right thigh. he whines the moment he starts to slowly spurt out sperm in second intervals, sunghoons hand tirelessly pumping him through it.

the imagery is insane.

you try to match him, bouncing lazily in sunghoons lap. sunghoon whines at your new movement, his hand doing one final upward pump on jakes weakening boner. he squeezes jake empty for everything he has, a crying groan leaving his lips in reaction.

jakes eyes open with tears, huffing loudly as he looks up at you with tired eyes. he looks between your legs longingly, wanting his own turn.

sunghoon brings his left hand up to jakes eye level playfully, his eyes opening as he moves away, disgusted.

“oh you’re disgusted? imagine how i feel,”

sunghoon teases softly, smiling. jakes eyes shift to yours, right hand grabbing sunghoons tired wrist. he holds it towards you, your head finally lifting off sunghoons as you look down at the slimey substance.

“can you clean this up for me?”

he’s polite, his voice velvety. he lets go of sunghoons wrist, scooping the semen off with his fingers and thumb. he holds it to your lips, looking briefly at your chest. the moment your lips part for his hand it drops, moving to rub against your right nipple.

you lean into it, your bottom lip pulled between your teeth. jake coats your right nipple with the substance, rolling the bud between his index’s top knuckle and thumb. he tugs it lightly, a soft moan leaving yours and sunghoons mouth alike.

“you’re so sexy.”

he can’t help but compliment you, his eyes eating your body up as you grind down on sunghoons toned thighs. when he brings his hand back, he places his index and middle finger around the bud, moving his fingers up and down alternatively.

sunghoon and jake both eye your face and body, a moan leaving your lips. you’re close, your eyes fluttering closed as your left hand moves to sunghoons throat. he lets you hold the side of his neck in your hand, running your thumb lightly up his adam’s apple and poking vein as he regulates his breathing.

his messy left hand moves to your waist, aiding your bounce.

“are you gonna cum for me, baby?”

sunghoon projects onto you, hoping he doesn’t cum before you’re done. he uses his thighs and calves to lazily meet your hips with each bounce, right hand in the fold of your hip. he was always self critical, trying to prolong himself as best possible.

sunghoon loved being used and needed. he prided himself in being the main factor whenever you three were together. he was aroused at being praised for his resilience—kissed with tired sweaty faces, covered in sweat.

“am i the only one who can fuck you like this?“

sunghoon was always possessive, the sentence making jake smile softly. he slaps the back of his hand down on sunghoons chest, playfully frowning at the unintentional removal of his presence.

“yes.”

your right hand stills from the friction, pulling your hand away. sunghoons right hand snakes between your legs to thumb your clit, experienced. your head leans over sunghoons as he rests on the back of the couch. he watches you with parted lips and a sweaty forehead, your left hand slipping to hold the couch.

“so beautiful. ours. only—ours.”

jake pulls himself off the couch at the second remark, moving to suck on the outer side of your breast to avoid his drying cum.

sunghoon can’t fight his orgasm any further, his eyes closing like earlier on in the day. he bites his bottom lip, looking down at the way you bounce.

“i wish i didn’t have a condom on, i’d stuff you.”

the words are repulsive to some—but it’s what pushes you over the edge, your mouth gaping open.

jake lightly nips at your sensitive skin, moving up to your neck. he sucks on your skin the moment your orgasm hits, your right hand lightly wrapping under jakes chin and jaw.

your moan is loud and whiny, both men cooing in response. jakes dick weakly reacts to the noise, still mentally aroused at the way he watches you move in sunghoons lap.

sunghoon lifts his hips to wiggle them, your breath catching. you grind against sunghoon to ride out the high, unforgiving of the way your sweaty skin rubs against his. sunghoons lips part softly as he cums with you, his eyelids pulled together tight. your hips finally still, jakes lips chasing yours.

you and jake share a lazy kiss as you cockwarm, jakes right hand coming up to your face to aid you in your fatigue. your other partner lifts his head, lightly pulling jakes hand from your face.

he lifts you off his softening erection slowly before sitting you down in his lap again, your lips softly pushing against his softening shaft. sunghoon ignores his sticky length, lightly pulling you towards him.

the moment your lips touch his, the kiss is messy, neither of you caring to follow each others lead. your lips constantly pause to breathe, sunghoon whining between each break.

jake messily kisses the side of sunghoons lips and yours, patiently waiting for anyone to tag him in.

sunghoon doesn’t make him wait long, pulling his lips away from yours to give him another proper kiss.

you pull away to softly watch the contrast in their lip shapes—the way their noses lightly bump as they switch angles for the first time.

the kiss they share ends too soon, both men pulling away from eachother to lock eyes. jakes left hand pulls your face in without breaking eye contact, inviting you.

when jake finally pulls his eyes away from sunghoons, he’s on you. his lips are persistent, sunghoon moving himself down to suck your left nipple into his mouth.

his hands roam your body softly, running over every stretch and curve. jake finally sits again, refusing to move fast, scared of losing your lips.

jakes hands roam your body the same way sunghoons do as he finally pulls his lips off yours. he moves downward to leave open-mouth kisses down your chest to the right side of your breasts.

he’s antsy, sunghoon notices it in the way his right hand moves to your clit, threatening to rub it with his middle finger. you’re too sensitive to cum again, reaching down to softly grab his wrist.

jake whines, sitting back to pout. you laugh a little at the reaction, moving off sunghoons lap to force sunghoons arms off your body.

jake looks up at you in confusion, your right hand pointing for him to move down the couch. sunghoon smiles at the ordering, watching how jake slowly shuffles away like he’s been scolded.

he uses this time to pull the condom off, squeezing as much cum as he can off his erection into the rubber. he ties it quickly as he looks over to his left, watching how you move to lie down.

you don’t instruct jake on anything, your actions enough. you rest the right side of your face on sunghoons thigh, his left hand coming up to make sure your hair doesn’t touch his sticky erection.

you pull yourself to your knees lazily, presenting yourself. jakes reaction is immediate, his hands finding your waist out of your eye sight. he doesn’t bother to prep you with a finger or stimulation, your left hand holding you up on the couch.

jake is barely hard enough, and your body is worn and tried. it’s sensitive for the both of you when his tip slowly pushes in, jakes mouth gaping open. you gasp a little, eyes fluttering shut. he’s unprotected—he usually was.

he wouldn’t label himself as someone with a breeding kink, but he’d be lying if he didn’t like the image of his cum slowly spilling out after asking you to clench.

your breathing is slow and heavy, lethargic. sunghoons left hand moves to your back as he encourages you, massaging.

“you’re so perfect.”

the stretch is comfortable—not much different from sunghoons. remembrance aside, the angle is unrelenting, jakes first full thrust leaving you breathless. sunghoons hand moves down your spine then back up, massaging your back where you tense.

“are you tired baby? wanna lie down?”

jakes thrusts are calm and slow, simply feeling your body out. sunghoon questions if you’re stable enough to balance on your knees, eyes full of worry. jakes hands softly run up your hips and waist, both males eyes meeting.

they mumble around you, but you can’t get over the way your eyes close and lips part. you’re slipping, aroused yet useless. you feel jake pull himself out, sunghoons hands motioning over your back to describe a position to him.

jake softly pulls your right leg towards him, causing you to fall on the couch once it lays flat. your left leg slips, something jake catches before pushing it into a calm bend, keeping your legs parted. your vagina clenches a little as you wait, jake’s eyes catching the motion with a bitten lip.

he holds your leg in its ninety degree angle, lifting your butt-cheek slightly to expose you better. jake inches in, moving to push himself close to you. he holds your hips up enough to comfortably thrust in, his right leg outside of yours.

the angle is better for you, your eyelids still as you comfortably fall into your loopy mental, vulnerably submissive.

you’re awake enough to feel the way jake pushes into you, sunghoons left hand coming to your cheek. his thumb rubs back and forth against your skin, sunghoon spewing words towards you:

“look how well you’re taking it.”

“so cock hungry.”

“i’m hard again—because of you.”

you want to answer, but you can’t, focused on the push of jakes hips against yours. jake can barely focus on anything but thrusting into you, biting his bottom lip to keep from drooling.

“are you already close?”

sunghoon laughs a little, looking up with crescent eyes.

“y-yea.”

he can’t lie, his abs clenched as his eyelids flutter, eyes slightly closing with each thrust. sunghoons eyebrows raise at the way jakes hips snap, his body tight and fit.

“damn sim? already?”

“do you see her?”

he moans his last response, sunghoons head dropping a little as he softly laughs in response, nodding as he agrees calmly.

the men speak over you, unbothered by the way you lightly drool onto sunghoons thigh. jakes hands dance over your frame, sunghoons left hand lightly groping and slapping your ass.

your face is pushed back and forth into sunghoons skin, a laugh leaving his mouth when he finally picks up on the way saliva drips between his thigh and your lips.

sunghoons left hand comes to your mouth, middle and ring finger pushing on your tongue. you suck onto them, teeth lightly brushing his skin.

“aw y/n, you’re filthy.” is all that comes out of sunghoons mouth, light in tone—degrading. he mentions the drooling to jake who moans loudly behind you, a soft chuckle leaving sunghoons lips in response.

he too moans softly at the amount of saliva that collects in your mouth, your body carelessly swallowing in large intervals.

“if you wouldn’t fall asleep i’d make you suck me off.”

you loved when they used and referred to you as sexual property, bonding over all the ways they’d manhandle you. you nearly cry at the comment, trying hard to pay attention to the way they speak above you, sucking on sunghoons fingers whenever you’re alert.

jakes athletic body reigns superior, not a single hitch in the way he thrusts into you. his hands are soft on your body in comparison, rubbing your body wherever sunghoons hands were before.

his right hand holds your left lower back as he slowly speeds up, pushing himself in fast with huffs of air each push. he sucks his bottom lip into his mouth as he watches his hips snap, noting the way your leak down his length and upper thighs.

his left hand pushes your left thigh further up, forcing you to take him in even deeper. sunghoon pulls his wet fingers out of your mouth to slap down on your ass once, the pain stinging.

jake buries himself in like sunghoon did, leaning himself into your back and sunghoons arm. he ruts himself in, pressing his wet sideburn into your face.

“you’re so—good—to me.” is all he can moan out before stilling, his arms holding you tightly to his chest. your eyes finally flutter open, reaching out for him with your left hand as you feel him lightly spurt, cumming with a final groan.

sunghoons arm pulls from underneath jakes weight to hold his mid-back, massaging him the same way he did with you before. jake slowly pulls himself out of you with a heavy breath, watching the way he trails down your vagina on his exit.

sunghoon and jake pull away to look at you, your body sore as they manipulate you to sit upwards. jake quickly grabs his hoodie to put it under your bum, cautious of the couch.

once you’re sat upright, both men tenderly kiss each of your cheeks, taking turns to kiss your wet lips. sunghoons thumb moves up to wipe your face, gentle.

“lets get you cleaned up.”

© SJYFAVE ON TUMBLR 2024. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

[vmphoon]

──ㅤ jakehoon nation

are they lovers? worse.

[yzzyhee]

lucky three — sjy & psh

bf!jake x fem!bodied yn x bf!sunghoon

warnings: established poly relationships, mlm ( 1 kiss sorry 🧌 ), kisses? idk just fluff mostly (98%) , maybe petnames?? not proofread, anything else lmk!

synopsis: on a rainy afternoon, you and your boyfriends realise how lucky the three of you are to have found each other

wc: 1.4k

a/n: idk guys its just my bday… its been raining for the past two days and i badly need this to happen to me + what aj wrote in her guess who fic 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 read it now.

jake’s arm drapes lazily around your shoulders, while sunghoon’s head rests comfortably on your lap. the three of you fit together as if you have been carved out from the same piece of clay. nothing ever feels incomplete when you are all together.

"tell me again why we decided to stay in today?" jake asks, his voice low but with a playful lilt as he tilts his head toward you. he traces lazy patterns with his fingers along your arm, the touch sending electric warmth through your skin. he is always tactile — always touching, as if afraid you will slip through his fingers.

"because it's raining, and i love the sound of it," you reply softly, your hand brushing through sunghoon’s raven-black hair. he closes his eyes, his lips tugging upward slightly, clearly enjoying the soothing motion of your fingers. sunghoon is quieter — thoughtful; his affection comes in soft waves, almost unnoticeable until you are pulled under and engulfed by the depth of his love.

"you love the rain, but jake hates it," sunghoon finally speaks, his eyes still closed. his voice deep, resonating through the quiet atmosphere of the room.

" i don’t hate it. i just don’t love it like she does," jake teases back, glancing at sunghoon before turning his gaze to you. his eyes, always full of light, sparkle with a mischievous glint.

it has been like this for a while now — your lives intertwined so naturally. your relationship feels like a melody, each of you three contributing with a different note and yet when you’re together, you create the perfect harmony. sunghoon brings calmness and stability, a quiet strength. jake is the warmth, the laughter, the chaos and you’re the centre, grounding them both in a way they never realise they need.

you shift slightly, pulling your legs under you and leaning back into jake’s chest. you sigh, contentment washing over your face like the rain outside.

"you know," you say softly, "i don’t think I've ever been this happy."

jake's fingers stop their movement as he leans down to press a soft kiss against your temple. "that’s because you’ve got both of us," he whispers against your skin, his breath warm.

sunghoon opens his eyes at this, a small smirk playing on his lips. "he’s not wrong," he says, shifting so that he can sit up and face you. his eyes meet yours, dark and intense, but filled with so much love it nearly takes your breath away. "you’re our everything."

you feel a lump form in your throat at his words. it’s moments like this — when they are so open, so raw with their emotions — that remind you just how deep your connection goes. the world outside doesn’t understand it;

some people judge, others whisper behind your backs. but none of that matters when it is just the three of you, like now, tangled in each other’s arms, completely content with the love you have found.

"i still remember the first time we told you," jake says suddenly, a soft laugh escaping his lips. "i thought for sure you’d reject the idea."

"reject you? never," you respond, shaking your head "you know i could never say no to either of you."

sunghoon raises an eyebrow, playful skepticism in his eyes. "you hesitated, though. for a second."

"i didn’t hesitate," you insist, but there is a teasing tone in your voice. "i was just…surprised, that’s all. it’s not every day you realise two guys you love are willing to share a relationship with each other and with you."

"and you never looked back," jake adds with a grin, his eyes filled with pride. "you belong with us."

sunghoon’s hand finds yours, gently pulling it into his lap, thumb tracing the back of your hand. his touch is always soothing, like an anchor in a storm. "we belong with you, too," he corrects, his voice tender.

your relationship is unconventional — some would even say complicated. but it isn’t for you. for you, sunghoon and jake it’s something as natural as breathing. there are no jealousy-fueled fights, no insecurities you haven’t already talked through. communication has always been your greatest strength. yes, it isn’t always easy, but you make it work because none of you can imagine life any other way.

"you two are everything to me," you say softly, looking between them. "i mean it. i don’t care what anyone else says."

jake's hand tightens on your shoulder, pulling you even closer, his lips brushing against your ear. "we’re yours. always."

sunghoon nods, his expression soft but serious. "we’re in this for the long haul, yn. you know that, right?"

"i know," you whisper, your heart swelling with emotion. "and i wouldn’t have it any other way."

the rain outside seems to slow, softening into a light drizzle as if mirroring the quiet calm that has settled over the room. jake’s eyes meet sunghoon’s, a silent understanding passing between them before jake speaks.

jake’s voice is barely above a whisper, but it carries all the weight of the moment. “come here,” he says, his fingers lightly tilting your chin to face him.

shift slightly, your heart racing with a mix of anticipation and love that bubbles beneath the surface. the connection between the three of you is palpable, the air thick with unspoken emotions. jake’s lips brush against yours in the softest of kisses — tender, almost hesitant. it’s sweet, gentle and yet it sends shivers down your spine, the kind that makes you melt into him even further.

sunghoon watches quietly, his dark eyes studying the two of you with a calm intensity. there’s no jealousy, only a quiet reverence for the love you share. after a moment, he reaches out, his hand resting on the side of your face, guiding you toward him. his lips meet yours next, the kiss deeper, slower. where jake’s kiss was light and playful, sunghoon’s is grounding — steady, like him. his thumb caresses your cheek as he pulls back, resting his forehead against yours for a moment, both of you breathing in sync.

"you’re so beautiful," sunghoon murmurs, his voice deep and quiet.

jake presses a kiss to your shoulder before leaning back into the couch, watching the two of you with a soft smile. “i could stay like this forever,” he says, his voice breaking the quiet but only adding to the warmth surrounding all three of you. “just the three of us, like this.”

you let out a soft laugh, leaning into the warmth of jake’s chest and resting a hand on sunghoon’s knee. “we really do fit together, don’t we?”

sunghoon nods in agreement, his fingers running absentmindedly along the hem of your shirt, a comforting gesture. “perfectly,” he says softly, almost as if he’s still amazed by how seamlessly you all connect.

jake chuckles, his hand slipping down to intertwine with yours. “we’re like puzzle pieces. weird, unconventional puzzle pieces, but we fit.” his grin widens, eyes sparkling mischievously. “and no one else can figure it out but us.”

the three of you share a soft laugh, the kind that fills the room with a warmth even the rain can’t dampen. outside, the storm has softened to a gentle drizzle, the rhythmic patter of raindrops on the window creating a peaceful lullaby.

sunghoon leans in again, this time pressing a soft kiss to your forehead before turning to jake. there’s a pause, an unspoken invitation hanging between them before jake smiles and leans forward. their kiss is unhurried, filled with a mutual tenderness and understanding that never fails to make your heart swell. when they part it’s with a soft sigh, their foreheads resting together for just a moment longer.

you watch them, feeling a deep sense of contentment settle in your chest, you’ve never felt more at peace, more loved than in moments like these — wrapped in the arms of the two people who mean the world to you.

“let’s stay like this a little longer,” you suggest quietly, not ready to break the spell of the lazy afternoon.

jake chuckles softly, pulling you closer to him. “i’m not going anywhere.”

sunghoon hums in agreement, his thumb still tracing soothing circles on the back of your hand. “we’re right where we’re supposed to be.”

and with that, the three of you settle back into the quiet comfort of each other’s embrace, the rain outside fading into the background as your world becomes nothing but the love and warmth that you share.

it’s moments like these that remind you just how lucky you are — to have found not just one, but two souls that complete you in ways you never thought possible.

[dazedhee]

my all-time favorite enhypen fics from my favorite ao3 authors <3

── ᡣ𐭩 ── ᡣ𐭩 ── ᡣ𐭩 ── ᡣ𐭩 ── ᡣ𐭩 ── ᡣ𐭩

[disclaimer: all of these fics are mxm AND contain 18+ content! mdni!]

── ᡣ𐭩 ── ᡣ𐭩 ── ᡣ𐭩 ── ᡣ𐭩 ── ᡣ𐭩 ── ᡣ𐭩

author - malamyszk

fav works: oh, is it love? (heejake), but no one’s supposed to, they just want to (heejake), what the water gave us (heejake), all i want for christmas (is you, tree farm guy) (heejake), a haunting (and now you’re mine) (heejake), july flame (can i call you mine) (heejake)

author - pinkfire

fav works: mixed up (heejake), have to pay (heejake), like the boys (heejake), like a prayer (heejake), this kind of love is getting expensive (heesun)

author - devianthee

fav works: at the alter of desire (heejayke), he my best friend, yeah we not a couple (jayke), 1-800-want u (jakehoon)

author - darlingriki

fav works: anything but mine (sunsun), you were never mine (but do you remember?) (sunsun)

author - ponyohoon

fav works: that’s how the light gets in (heejake), sink or swim (jakehoon), i’ll be like one of your girls (or your homies) (heejake)

── ᡣ𐭩 ── ᡣ𐭩 ── ᡣ𐭩 ── ᡣ𐭩 ── ᡣ𐭩 ── ᡣ𐭩

i hope all of these links are correct & work for you guys!! let me know if you want a post dedicated to my fav enha fics by anonymous authors since i didn’t include them in this one :) make sure you view the tags before reading the fic as some may contain triggering content!

[yunsbunnie]

eiffel towering with bf!sunghoon and his bsf!jake

pairing : bf!sunghoon x fem!reader x jake | warnings : smut, threesome, oral (m), name calling (slut), kissing (mxm + fxm), spit, profanity, !not shipping jakehoon! | wc : 1001 | note : eiffel towering w jakehoon? 😋 also another question… what do yall think about double pen, hm? jakehoon again or maybe heehoon? lmk and i’ll do my best <3

“fuck- you’re doing s’good baby-“ sunghoon tried his hardest to stop himself from thrusting forward into your palm in a futile attempt to get more friction from your tongue.

all your attention was on the tip of his cock, your tongue alternating between swirling figure eights and suctioning your lips around his most sensitive spot. 

your eyes blinked away the tears from the pleasure coming from behind you, your ass raw from the way jake kept smacking against it.

you were doing a fairly good job at teasing your needy boyfriend considering the current state that your mind was forced into, a mixture of submissiveness with the perfect amount of dominance. 

you arched your bark further for the man behind you- allowing him with a new angle that enabled him to push in deeper. the new angle not only allowed him to reach deeper, but it also made it earlier for him to thrust in faster.

jake could see the way you were teasing sunghoon and as much as he loved to watch it, he knew the other man needed more. and so jake moved his hands from its resting position on your ass and pushed his palms into the curve of your back, his fingers wrapping around your body in a way that made it easier to pull you back into him.

the first time jake pulled you against him you’d bounced back even harder, sunghoon’s entire length pushing down your throat. 

sunghoon let out a choked whimper when a harsh gag vibrated up his cock, the new suction making him nearly lose his mind. his legs shook from beneath him when your body was pushed forward again- except this time your nose was met with his lower stomach. 

sunghoon heard a quiet chuckle and snapped his head up towards jake, their eyes meeting and sharing a known look before they both pushed forward again.

instead of pulling you back against him, jake used his hold on you to keep you still. your body was held in a constant state which made it easier for both boys to share you between them. 

“you look so pretty for jakey, it’s such a shame that he can’t see it from back there.” sunghoon pouted down at your tear-streaked cheeks with a newfound lust, your tears glistening the same way your cunt did when he railed you from behind. 

his gaze then moved to your lips, the sight making him cock twitch in your warm mouth. spit was practically dripping from the corners of your lips, small bubbles rushing out with each thrust he pushed in.

he wrapped one of his hands around the base of his dick, his fingers wrapping around it as he slowly pulled himself out. 

his mouth watered when strings of your spit came out with it, his cock was completely coated in your saliva. there were strings that were still attached to your lips that reflected on the overhead light. 

“fuck, that’s so hot.” sunghoon looked back up at jake only to see that his eyes were attached on the strings connecting your body to his. jakes lip was pulled between his teeth while his thrusts grew faster. 

“i wish i could taste it, i bet she tastes so fucking sweet.” sunghoon looked back at you and the fucked out expression on your face, “dirty fucking slut liked that, didn’t she? pussy tightening on my cock in front of your boyfriend.” 

it was shameless, but it was light work compared to what sunghoon offered the man after his words slipped through him. “you want to try it jakey?” jake’s eyes were wide in confusion, “how?”

sunghoon didn’t verbally answer jake’s question but instead he connected his mouth with yours. he swirled his tongue around yours the same way you did to his cock earlier, your shared taste entering his mouth as he sucked your tongue between his lips.

it was dirty. your spit collecting on his chin as it moved against yours- your messiness transferring onto his now damp skin. loud smacks replaced the notices your mouth was making earlier, sunghoon practically eating your lips as he took everything you had to offer- but it wasn’t his offer to accept.

sunghoon pulled back after a few minutes, his eyes low as he stared at your swollen lips. “so pretty.” he whispered just loud enough for you to hear before he leaned forward again. but instead of kissing you he stuck out his tongue instead, his nose ghosting yours as he licked a swipe across your lips. 

“ready to taste her, baby?” jake didn’t have time to process what sunghoon had asked- or called him, before sunghoon’s lips were on his.

jake’s body responded before his mind did- his lips following the rhythm that sunghoon had set. the kiss lasted at most twenty seconds before sunghoon pulled away, the strings of spit mirroring the ones that once hung on his cock. 

“open your mouth.” jake’s eyes were heavy hooded with excitement when he opened his mouth, his tongue slightly poking out when sunghoon’s fingers wrapped around his throat. 

sunghoon gathered the spit in his mouth before dropping it into jake’s- an audible sound leaving jake’s throat while his eyes fluttered closed. sunghoon’s fingers moving higher up his throat before he forced his jaw to close, “it’s sweet, hm?” 

he used his own hand to nod the boys head in agreement, a satisfied hum leaving his lips as he felt the boy swallow beneath his hand. 

“her pussy tastes even better.” jake’s eyes were snapped open again when he was forced out of you and onto his knees, his eyes leveled with your gushing cunt. 

jake titled his head up to look at sunghoon once and at the younger boy's nod of approval he looked back down towards your clenching cunt. “don’t keep my baby waiting.” 

and jake had to agree, the taste of your cunt was way better than the taste of your spit mixed with his best friends. 

[sunghoons-mole]

whoever put these together like this has RUINED MY DAY

[byshens]

been cooking this up for a while now, i actually rly like what i’ve done with this work, excited to finish it & show you guys ! ^_^

[mooonstrucks]

two stunning best friends

[sunoovamp]

you looked at me like i was someone else ..

.. oh well, cant you see ?