#kim jonghoon imagine

[kwanisms]

All You Have to Do is Ask - k.jh

summary: your boyfriend ruined dinner

pairing: female reader x yesung

genres/themes: idolverse, established relationship, smut (minors dni), fluff at the end, yesung's real name is Jong-hoon (for those that don't know)

EDIT: I know he changed it (again) to Kang-hoon. I'll change it eventually lol

wc: 1.5k

warnings: explicit language, graphic sex, mentions of alcohol, slight praise kink, some dirty talk, unprotected sex (use protection!), creampie, and I'm including this in the warnings: Yesung is an older idol, so if the idea of having sex with someone near 40 bothers you, don't read this lmao I'm like 9 years younger than him so it doesn't bother me to read or write for older idols

a/n: hi, this is my first SuJu smut so pls be gentle. SUPER JUNIOR IS A 2ND GEN KPOP GROUP AND AS SUCH, THEY ARE THE OLDEST GROUP I'M WRITING FOR. IF THEIR AGES BOTHER YOU, GO SOMEWHERE ELSE LOL I'M ALMOST 30 SO THEY ARENT MUCH OLDER THAN ME AND IF THAT BOTHERS YOU, GET OFF MY BLOG. We don't accept ageism here. this is a work of fiction and all characters are not reflective of their respective irl counterparts. for entertainment purposes only. gif isnt mine. I do not allow reposts or translations of my works. All my works are ©️ kwanisms.

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[21:18]

Ruined. That was the only word for it. Dinner was completely ruined and it was all your boyfriend's fault.

He'd gone out immediately after practice to grab a bottle of wine before coming home to your shared apartment. You had told him you were making your favorite pasta for dinner and were excited for him to try it.

What you hadn't expected was him to come home, bottle of wine in hand only to slam the bottle on the counter and jump you the moment his eyes landed on you.

You should have expected it honestly. You knew your black dress was a little short, barely reaching the middle of your thighs and you can only imagine how frustrated he must have been to immediately start attacking your neck in wet kisses, tongue running over your skin as his hands grabbed the material of your dress in his fists before he pulled you from the stove and turned you against the counter to kiss you properly.

It was only a few moments later he had you bent over the same counter, skirt hiked up, panties ripped off and lying in a mangled mess on the hardwood floor. Your boyfriend stood behind you, one hand on your hip, the other holding your dress in a clenched fist as he thrust into you from behind.

You buried your head in your arm, moans tumbling from your lips as you felt the tip of his cock nudge against your sensitive spot. "Fuck," you heard him curse from behind you, voice barely audible of the sound of skin hitting skin filling the kitchen. "Goddamn, baby," he growled.

You glanced over your shoulder, peering back at Yesung, the sight of him losing himself completely sending more heat to your core and your walls clenched around him, spurring him on. You loved when he gave himself over to pleasure entirely.

The way his brow furrowed, the way he bit his bottom lip as he tried to focus on the quality of his thrusts. It was always quality over quantity with him in everything he did. He preferred to do things right rather than how quickly he could do them.

And that extended into sex with you.

Every angled thrust and slow deep roll of his hips made you see stars from beginning to end. He knew your body. He knew every inch of skin, knew how to tease you, how to draw out the most lewd sounds from you, whether it was with his tongue, his fingers, or his cock.

Your head dropped, a slew of moans and causes falling from your lips as you felt your orgasm approaching. Yesung must have felt it in the way your walls convulsed around him as he continued to pound into you, savoring the sight of himself disappearing inside you.

He hadn't planned on fucking you as soon as he got home. The plan was to take a shower while you finished cooking and then join you for a nice home-cooked meal and a glass of wine but when he saw you in that black dress, the short one that barely covered your ass and left your thighs completely exposed, he just couldn't hold back.

Practice had been particularly rough, tensions high amongst him and the other members as they prepared for their comeback. Heechul had been getting on their nerves, making snarky comments from the side whenever someone got the choreography wrong despite him not even dancing with them.

They had ended practice a little earlier than usual because they were all tired, annoyed, and tense. When Yesung had seen your text that you were making him dinner and asked you to pick up a nice bottle of red, he jumped at the chance to finally unwind after the last few days.

He didn't expect that he'd be fucking his frustrations out but you didn't seem to be complaining with how you moaned out his name, his real name, your hands trying to hold onto something to ground yourself against the onslaught of his hips but the smooth surface of the white marble countertops made that entirely impossible, leaving you to the mercy of his grip.

"You did this on purpose, didn't you?" he growled, voice low and husky. You let out a whimper, shaking your head quickly. "N-no," you stammered, your voice shaky. "I swear I d-didn't."

"Why else would you wear something so short?" he asked, giving you a particularly hard thrust, making you cry out. "If not to tease me, then what? Were you expecting someone else to see?" Yesung grunted, ignoring a bead of sweat that rolled down the side of his face. Though he'd cooled off from practice, here he was sweating all over again.

Though he'd much rather be fucking you than stuck in the practice room with eight other men, all as crabby as he was.

"N-no!" you mewled, letting out a gasp when you felt Yesung's hand grab your hair and tug you back, his other hand moving to cup your chin as he leaned over your back. "Did you expect me to bring home the guys?" he murmured in your ear, sending chills down your spine. "N-no, Jong-hoon, I swear," you squeaked out. You heard him hum in your ear, the hand in your hair moving around to the front of your body, pressing against your stomach, pulling you against him as he continued to thrust into you hard and slow.

"So you'd never wear this for any of them?" he asked, holding back a chuckle when you shook your head. "Never. Only f-for you," you whimpered. "You're such a good girl," he cooed, his voice sweet in contrast with the way his hips moved, driving his cock deeper and deeper into your wet cunt.

"Are you gonna be a good little slut and come for me?" he whispered. You nodded quickly. "I'm gonna cum, Hoonie," you moaned, the nickname making him groan as he let go of your chin and wrapped both arms around you, burying his face in the crook of your neck as he hastily chased his high.

It only took a few more hard thrusts before you toppled over the edge, coming with a cry of his name, walls squeezing around his cock as his thrusts turned sloppy. "M'gonna come, baby," he mumbled, lips brushing against your skin.

"Then come for me," you answered, voice still shaky. "Come inside me." Yesung let out a moan, urged by your words as he came, releasing inside you and filling you with his thick load. Every time he came inside you, it was always more than when he came alone or when he finished on your skin.

His hips slowly came to a halt as you both tried to catch your breath. "Shit," he cursed, carefully letting go of you. You let yourself drop against the cool surface of the counter, enjoying the cold marble against your hot, sweaty skin. "I'm so sorry," you heard Yesung say and you looked over your shoulder at him, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Sorry?" You asked. "Sorry for what?"

Yesung looked over at the frying pan on the stove. "For ruining dinner," he answered, his cock still buried inside you. You shook your head, a light chuckle slipping between your lips. "It's fine, honey," you said, pushing yourself up.

Yesung took a step back, slipping out of you as he grabbed one of the decorative kitchen towels and ran it under the faucet for a moment before bringing it to your soaked core. "I also made a mess," he added as he carefully wiped your skin.

"You always make a mess," you answered as he finished and threw the towel in the sink, pulling his boxers and sweats back up, looking up only when you turned to face him. You didn't know how he managed to look so good all the time, nor how it was fair. His flushed face, skin glistening in the overhead kitchen lights, messy hair and those thin framed, round glasses that you loved on him so much.

You reached forward, grabbing him by the waistband of his sweats and pulled him forward, lips finding his as you pulled his body against yours. You pulled back enough to speak. "We can order in," you said softly, gently nudging his nose with yours. "Whatever you want, baby," he answered, kissing the tip of your nose before a cheeky smile broke out across his face. "And change your dress. I might not be able to resist you again later," he added. You shook your head.

"I'm not changing out of this if it gets me fucked like that again," you replied. Yesung let out a loud laugh at your remark. "Baby, if you want to be fucked like that," he said, leaning in to press a soft kiss to your lips. 

"All you have to do is ask."

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[blu-joons]

HUSBAND SUPER JUNIOR A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Kim Jonghoon

A ⇴ AFFECTION

One of the things that means the most to Jonghoon is affection, he loves the feeling being loved, but he loves making you feel loved too by trying to hug you as much as possible or reach out for your hand when you’re close by.

B ⇴ BOYS

It took a little bit of time for you to settle around the boys, you were a nervous wreck the first time you met them and barely said a word. Jonghoon knew to give it time, and he asked the boys to do the same, reminding them of how awkward they all were when they first met each other too, with you integrating over time.

C ⇴ COMFORT

He was the best when it came to comforting you, always being there exactly where you needed him. Jonghoon always put a lot of effort into comforting you because you always made sure to be there for him and support him. He repaid you and more, holding you, listening to you, and most of all cheering you up.

D ⇴ DOMESTICATED

The two of you made sure to split everything so that you could keep your house running smoothly. Jonghoon liked to try and take on the lead role with most things, wanting to be the one to impress you by taking charge when it came down to building things or decorating things. When it came to things like cooking though, Jonghoon knew that that was your department, never quite reaching the levels that you could.

E ⇴ ENGAGEMENT

You’d noticed a couple of hints dropped by Jonghoon in the build up to your engagement, with him wanting to try and find out a few small details of the things that you’d dreamt of having during your proposal. Jonghoon made sure to make a note of just about everything that you said on his phone so that when he eventually decided that he was ready to propose, he had it as personalised to how you wanted it as possible.

F ⇴ FAVOURITE THING

Jonghoon’s favourite thing about being with you was the comfort that it brought him knowing that he’d always have you by his side. He enjoyed coming home to you, waking up to you in the morning, all of the little things that put a smile on his face. Everyone knew just how much Jonghoon loved married life, how much he enjoyed having you with him and making as many memories as he possibly could with you too.

G ⇴ GOING OUT

By far the two of you prepared to stay in rather than go out and just enjoy being together. There was nothing quite like a cosy night in for the two of you with the dogs, as much as you weren’t opposed to spending your evenings out, it was always a little too noisy and hectic for either of you to really enjoy it.

H ⇴ HONEYMOON

Adventuring was a huge thing when it came to your honeymoon, you both wanted to try and find somewhere new and exciting for your honeymoon, having very rarely received the chance to explore the world before. The two of you couldn’t wait, making sure that your honeymoon really was the time of your lives.

I ⇴ “I LOVE YOU”

Telling you that he loved you was something very important for Jonghoon, as far as he was concerned, they were the three most important words that he could say to you. One way or another he made sure to tell you them at least once a day, whether he was at home or on the other side of the world.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

He certainly had his moments when he would get a little bit jealous, Jonghoon wasn’t the loudest person in the room and would sometimes get pushed aside by others. It happened especially when you were around strangers, because your friends all knew just how in love with you Jonghoon was, never wanting to make him feel uncomfortable by trying to make him jealous when there was no need to.

K ⇴ KIDS

There was no doubt in Jonghoon’s mind that he wanted a family with you, it was just a case of timing. After the two of you got married, it was something that he quite liked to talk about a little more, checking almost every day that the two of you were still on the same page and that you weren’t changing your mind.

L ⇴ LAZY DAYS

Your lazy days consisted of calm, making the most of your chance to relax. The two of you would still have to go out because you had to walk the dogs, but your walks were much slower and longer, without the rush of a schedule weighing you down. You’d often stop off at the café on your walks too, grabbing some food on your way and seeing how things were running, with Jonghoon especially keeping an eye on things.

M ⇴ MORNINGS

The two of you had a habit of waking up together in the mornings and doing things together. You’d eat together, do your teeth together, and often leave the house at the same time too, making the most of the time as neither of you often knew how early or late, you’d arrive back home later that night.

N ⇴ NIGHTS

Everything about your evenings was relaxed, the two of you took things very slow and lazed around a lot too, taking things nice and slowly, causally completing your night routines before getting yourselves into bed.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Jonghoon was obsessed with your smile, it was by far his favourite feature of yours, and something that he found incredibly comforting too. A smile from you always reassured him and made him feel at home too.

P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS

He loved being in those cliché moments that you often saw in the movies, a walk through the park with the dogs in front of you or a sweet coffee date were some of Jonghoon’s personal favourites. It was the type of relationship that he had always dreamt of, and at last it was finally happening for him with you.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

The two of you were always checking in on each other, whether it was in person or over the phone. As soon as you thought of the other, you’d be getting in contact and making sure that they were doing alright.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

Taking photos of you was still one of Jonghoon’s biggest passions, saving an album in his phone of the photos that he took of you every year, hoping one day to create a huge album of the photos that he had taken, allowing the two of you to create a timeline of the many years that your relationship had gone on for.

S ⇴ SILENCE

You both had your moments when you were quiet, enjoying the peace that came with it. Quite often when you’d be doing your own individual hobbies, you’d do it with little noise, perhaps with music playing in the background, coming back together once you’d had enough of spending your time all alone together.

T ⇴ TIPS & TRICKS

Jonghoon’s biggest tip for making your marriage work was understanding, and learning. He was constantly finding out new things about you, even after many years together, there was always more for him to know.

U ⇴ UPSET

He hated seeing you upset, Jonghoon wouldn’t leave your side until he was able to see that things were getting easier for you.

V ⇴ VISITS

His brother especially loved whenever the two of you stopped by the coffee store, he was an extended part of your relationship, and was by far one of the biggest cheerleaders the two of you had from the start.

W ⇴ WISH LIST

Nothing else could make Jonghoon happier than what he had right now, he never felt as if he needed to wish for more from life.

X ⇴ XXXX

Whenever he kissed you, it always came with sweet intentions to try and put a smile on your face. As soon as he caught the corners of your mouth turning up, a shy giggle wouldn’t often escape Jonghoon too.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his team-mate, quite often the two of you were glued to each other as one.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

Being able to hold you was a big deal for Jonghoon at night, he often became restless when he wasn’t able to hold onto you, trying to match your breathing pattern through the night to keep himself relaxed.

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Masterlist

[xiezuo]

Yesung A-Z NSFW please 👀 thank you!

Ok so y’all don’t even know what this man does to me and tbh I don’t even understand it myself it’s just- you know the feeling when you love someone so much your heart starts pounding so hard it makes it hard for you to breathe ? Yeah that’s what Yesung does to me and… I can’t even complain I love him too much hfgusduhahgkvuh anyways on to the request~

Masterpost | Rules | WIPs

A — Aftercare

Yesung’s aftercare usually entails to him embracing you and holding you tightly against him, as if he were scared you’d go away. Lazy kisses, with him cupping your face in his hands; kisses on the top of your head or your forehead as you nestle against his chest or bury your face in the crook of his neck; lightly pets your hair, murmuring “I love you”s and promises of a bright future. He hates parting from you after such an intimate moment, so unless you ask him to get you something (in which he’ll jump off the bed — after pressing a kiss on your forehead — and run to get you whatever you asked for), he’ll stay with you, as close to your body as humanly possible.

B — Body Part

Hm. It’s hard to say what Yesung likes best about himself, mostly because he’s probably criticized every single part of his body (poor baby has low self-esteem when he shouldn’t and it makes me so sad :() and said he doesn’t like it, but I mean the man also takes like 46578239654879326 selfies of himself a day so… I really don’t know lol. And he has abs now and I’m pretty sure he’s proud of those but that’s not the point His favourite part on you is… everything lmao he can’t pick. For real. He’s so whipped he can’t choose because you’re perfect to him, but he’s especially weak for your smile; it’s all he ever wants to see from you. And he’ll try his hardest to make you smile everyday.

C — Cum

He has a thing for watching his cum drip out of you after he came inside, which he does quite often for this very reason. It makes him feel proud of himself but also gives him a sense of possessiveness over you, as if it’s his way to claim you and make sure you know you’re his — Yesung can be very possessive in bed, even though in everyday life he’s pretty chill.

D — Dirty Secret

Listen imma expose myself here but ever since I had that dream where Yesung sat on a chair next to the bed and made Donghae fuck me while telling him what to do as a way to prove me he was the only one who could fuck me right… I can’t get it out of my head man. So I think that’s his dirty secret. He fantasizes about it a lot but he never tells you out loud because he’s scared it’s going to freak you out and make your relationship awkward as a result of bringing it up. He doesn’t want you to think he’s a deviant or something of the sort.

E — Experience

So. I don’t think Yesung is a virgin. At all. But I also don’t think he has much experience. He’s had girlfriends in the past (one that cheated on him like 5 times what the fuck even— I’m getting sidetracked) so I’m pretty sure he has had sex before. Also, he’s a grown man. Despite the lack of experience, he still knows what he’s doing. And because your pleasure is very important to him, he’ll put everything into learning what you like and how to have you begging for more.

F — Favourite Position

Yesung cherishes intimacy, and his passion and love for you comes out stronger than ever when you two are having sex. He’s looking for that connection, so he prefers to go for positions that allow him to look you in the eye and make it easy for him to kiss you. He has a thing for holding your hands when he’s feeling particularly determined to make you feel how much he loves you.

G — Goofy

Yesung is more serious than anything else during the actual act, but there’s always a bit of playful banter with lots of underlining sexual meanings that leads to you two having sex, so I’d say he’s both depending on the mood. If he feels like teasing you, then he’ll take things more lightheartedly and fool around, but if he’s feeling needy or if he missed you then he’ll be a lot more serious and focused on what he’s doing.

H — Hair

That is a good question. I don’t think he takes the time to shave regularly, mostly because he’s not very hairy to begin with, so he doesn’t need to. He trims it when he feels like it’s getting to wild but he never goes full bald. He’s a “eh” kind of guy when it comes to it; he doesn’t really care all that much about things like this, and the same applies for you.

I — Intimacy

I think it’s obvious what my opinion on this is given what I’ve said in earlier points — intimacy is everything to Yesung. It’s important to him that his love and passion for you can be felt through every single one of his actions. It makes the experience all the more intense, because he’s not only focused on one part of your body; his hands explore every curve, sometimes leaving marks when pleasure builds up and his grip tightens, and his lips are always connected to your skin, sucking and biting, marking you even more. He wants to let you know that not only is every part of you perfect to him, you also belong to him.

J — Jack Off

Not gonna lie, I’m pretty sure Yesung jerks off quite often; sometimes it’s to release pent up sexual frustration, which usually happens when he’s away from you for too long, and sometimes it’s just to relieve some tension when it gets bad and nothing else works. When you’re around, however, it’s very rare that he does anything. It still happens, just less often.

K — Kink

Ok, so. I don’t think Yesung is that kinky (that’s very rich coming from someone who said earlier that he’d make a man fuck you while he watches just to prove a point bUT BEAR WITH ME). He’s definitely a top, for sure, and he likes to be the one in control — I honestly can’t see him surrender control to you; it’s something that would make him very uncomfortable. His biggest kink is most probably edging. He likes to push you to the very edge and when he feels like you’re about to cum, he’d stop all movement, wait for you to come down begging, and then press the tip of his cock against your G-spot just to torture you.

L — Location

Ideally, Yesung prefers to have sex on a bed, mostly because he wants you to be comfortable and not have to bend over in difficult positions that are hard to maintain without causing strain or harm. Next up is the couch, if foreplay starts there or close by and you’re both too desperate and needy to bother walking into the bedroom.

M — Motivation

His love for you and his drive to make you feel it is his biggest motivation, to be honest. It’s the reason he wants to have sex with you in the first place. His love turns him on, it’s just a thing. Actually, I think it’s very hard to “trigger” his arousal to the point where he can’t control himself and needs to fuck you right then and there. He’s very composed, and if you’re to, let’s say, tease him in public while out for dinner with friends or family, you can very well shove your hand down his pants under the table and jerk him off and he’ll keep a completely straight face and act like nothing’s happening. He won’t even attempt to stop you, but be prepared to be on the receiving end of his anger once you two are alone which… honestly always leads to you having angry sex on any surface he can find once you get home (and he probably won’t allow you to cum at all as punishment, just saying).

N — No

Spanking. Doesn’t like it, doesn’t see the point of it, just isn’t interested in doing it. If he wants to punish you for something, he’ll find other ways, some that can be even more painful than hitting you. He’s also not a fan of degradation — he’d feel really bad about humiliating you, even if you tell him you’re into it. The closest he’d get to that is to tease you about how needy or desperate you are for him, as in something like “you’ve got such a filthy mouth for someone who looks so innocent; you naughty, naughty girl”, but that’s about it.

O — Oral

Yesung is definitely more of a receiver than a giver when it comes to oral. He prefers to finger you rather than go down on you, mostly because I don’t think he has much experience when it comes to it, but he’ll still do it from time to time, just on special occasions rather than a casual thing. However, he usually won’t expect you to do it and won’t even ask, unless it’s angry sex — then he’s going to ask in a way that gives you no choice but to comply (not that you’d complain about it in the first place).

P — Pace

Yesung’s pace is definitely slower, but his thrusts are really harsh, and they go very deep. He likes taking his time building up to your orgasm, and draws it out. It also gives him more time to explore your body, adding to the intensity and the overwhelming emotions he makes you feel. So, he’s slow, but he slams into you with all the strength he has with each thrust.

Q — Quickie

He honestly prefers taking his time with you, but quickies do happen. Especially at the beginning of the relationship, where you’re both experimenting and getting to know the other and how they react to different things. Quickies mostly happen in places where there’s a chance of getting caught, like backstage before a show (a classic).

R — Risk

Yesung honestly doesn’t really mind having sex in risky places. Like I said in the previous point, sex in semi-public areas like backstage changing rooms or public bathrooms if they’re singles (like, not the ones with the stalls, ones where you only have one toilet and a door that can be locked), it just not happens very often. It’s not a thing that necessarily gets him going; he just doesn’t really mind it. It’s more a thing that occurs when he’s really really desperate and can’t hold back anymore.

S — Stamina

Yesung can last a long time; you can usually cum at least twice before he even feels his orgasm build up, but it takes him a very long time to recover to the point where he’s up and ready for a second round. You can easily fall asleep before that happens. I can only see multiple rounds happening if it’s been a really long time since he’s seen you and you two haven’t done anything; then, a lazy make out session after sex later and he’s ready to go again. But it only happens in this specific scenario.

T — Toy

He doesn’t own any, unless a tie he sometimes uses to bind your wrists together when he’s feeling kinky one night counts as a toy. He doesn’t like using them on you because he feels like it’s just a lazy way to get you worked up and make you cum; he’d much rather do it himself.

U — Unfair

Biiiiiiitch. You’ve just entered Yesung territory. Like I said earlier, edging and teasing is his thing, and he knows what he’s doing. He loves seeing you worked up, and he feels very proud when he drives you to the point of begging; it’s proof that you want him, that you need him, and there’s no better compliment to him than that. How unfair he is depends on his mood. If he intends on making love to you, then he’ll be merciful, and give you what you need after you ask nicely. If he’s in a playful mood, then he’ll drag it until you’re about to go crazy and continuously beg him, and even then, he might push it just a little further just because he can. If he’s angry or feeling possessive, then he’ll have absolutely no mercy, and he’s going to be the sole decision maker in when he decides to let you cum, no matter how much you beg.

V — Volume

He’s very vocal in bed, always whispering in your ear, both loving words and dirty things. However, he’s not loud at all; the sounds that come from him are usually groans he can’t contain and heavy breathing. And, of course, because he’s, you know, Yesung, expect a lot of curses coming from him.

W — Wild Card

When you introduce him to the idea of cockwarming, he’s very confused at first, but after you try it, he finds that he really, really likes it. From then on, it becomes a sort of habit after you two have sex to just cuddle up to each other with his cock buried inside of you at least for a little while as you both catch your breath.

X — X-Ray

Yeah, I’m— I’m just gonna use the picture of him that… honestly haunts me at night. It should speak for itself. You’re welcome.

Y — Yearning

Yesung’s libido is very high, but it often doesn’t look like it because he’s very good at hiding any signs of arousal. He doesn’t shift in place, he doesn’t get flustered, his face doesn’t turn red, he can still focus on whatever he’s doing very well and he doesn’t stutter either. He’s learned to control it over the years and he takes out the tension by beating Hyukjae’s ass lmao I’m just kidding… or am I ?

Z — Zzz

Yesung makes it a point to fall asleep after you do, but he gets really drowsy after he recovers from the afterglow. You’ll hear him yawn and see him rub his eyes from time to time, trying to chase the sleep away because he feels like it’s his duty to watch over you until you fall asleep so you feel safe and protected.

[kfaem]

Jazz Bar

Idol: Super Junior's Yesung

Song: Jazz Bar by Dreamcatcher

Warnings: Fluff, Suggestive towards the end

I love Yesung thats all enjoy :*

The bar carried a heavy scent of alcohol. The people talking were barely audible from where the young woman stood, this small space had such a different feel than the pouring rain outside.

Walking into here felt like going back to the 90's, the interior was comfortable and felt familiar, almost like an older film. Just like she had predicted, almost everything was a type of wood, the tables and chairs, minus the few leather arm chairs in the corner of the bar, and the floor and bar counter.

Old posters were carelessly spread across the wall as if announcing the performers, most of said posters were barely legible from years and years and sitting there.

She wandered deeper into the room, the music playing was much louder the closer she got. A deep, soulful voice filled her ears.

She draped her soaked jacket across the back of a wooden chair and sat down, her eyes stayed glued onto the tall, slender man. His hair was fluffy, was it black or just dark brown? Whatever colour it was, it was certainly curly and appeared to be soft.

His eyes remained shut through the whole song, if his voice wasn't emotional enough, looking at him certainly evoked those emotions.

She had gotten so lost in thought that she hadn't realized that the handsome singer was now standing directly infront of her with an innocent smile.

"Not too many people pay attention to me when I perform, may I thank you with a drink?"

Her eyes were wide as she looked up at him, lost in his face that was just as gorgeous as his voice. "Yes! I mean...sure, that sounds very nice...thank you"

He offered his hand and brought her over to the bar counter, the bartender was a short older man in his 60's. "What can I get for you kids?"

"Two glasses of wine"

So he's that type.

Once the two tall glasses were placed infront of them, "My name is Kim Jonghoon, you can call me Yesung" He clicked their cups together gently before taking a long sip.

"(_____)" She brought the glass up to her lips and sipped the red liquid slowly. Usually she didn't drink, but for this man she would, just to hear his voice for a few more minutes.

"What a beautiful name, just like it's beholder" He winked.

Why did such cheesy pickup lines sound so nice coming from him?

"I could say the same for you, Yesung"

The two spent the night conversing, sharing random, useless facts. It had felt like they had known each other for their entire lives.

They were cut off by the bartender, the bar was closing in 5 minutes.

She considered it for a moment before inviting him to her apartment. She couldn't let go of the handsome man just yet, she needed him for just a second longer.

"I can't say no to such a beautiful lady, can I?"

Once through the door of her apartment, their lips were attached feverishly. Their hands rushed under eachothers shirts and shoes had been kicked off.

"I think I love you" He whispered while trying to catch his breath.

"I fell in love with your sweet eyes the second I saw you"

He grinned into her lips, "I don't recall having my eyes open when I was on stage"

"Exactly"

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Yesung, Leeteuk for links pleaseeeeee

Yesung - 

Okay, so Yesung gives off those emo boyfriend vibes. And I feel like he’s super kinky. Like at first glance, he looks like the kind of person who’s like a shy, innocent baby in the streets but a freak in the sheets. Okay, so we all know that Yesung has a sailor’s mouth, so I think he’s into dirty talk (giving) / receiving). I also have a feeling like he’s into some light bondage, like silk ties or blindfolds (giving / receiving). Maybe a little bit of spanking too (giving). Oh, and I think he’s a dom but also enjoys subbing sometimes. I feel like he enjoys the sensation of someone taking over so he doesn’t has to do all the work. 

Leeteuk - 

Oh Lord... a dom. But he’ll switch between soft and hard dom depending on his mood. Hard dom Teuk : very handsy, love bites everywhere (giving), he’s just so needy, and overstimulation (giving / receiving). Soft dom Teuk : handsy, but in a more gentle way. He’s lots of passionate kisses, praises (giving / receiving), and maybe some cockwarming (giving) afterwards. I feel like soft dom Leeteuk is more into focusing on pleasuring his partner and hard dom Leeteuk is more into making sure he’s satisfied asap. 

~ Admin Ally 

idol kink masterlist

link to the ask post *idol kink requests - closed*

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I’ve an eternity with you - Final

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 (final)

Words count: 5,1k+

Genre: Vampire!Au / Smut (this chapter) 

Pairing: Yesung x Reader

For our @vintage-misery16, Hope you like it cutie! M.

Gif isn’t mine, credit to the owner!

"Are you sure to feel good?" Donghae questioned, turning towards you with slightly arching eyebrows. You couldn't see him, but you knew him enough to know his expressions just by listening to his tone of voice. "Y/N? Something wrong? "  

You turned to him with a fake smile, "Nothing special, just a strong headache."  

Everyone in the room went quiet and five glances were projected on you, but continuing to smile you would slip on their concern. You handed the document to Leeteuk and you walked out of the room. The air was what you needed, knowing that in a few minutes your apprehensive sweet half would find you in the small corner of the roof that was your secret hideaway.  

The heels on the stairs were the only sound to resonate in the air, your quick were steps in spite of your inability to breathe really, you felt a strange weight in your chest.  

There was nothing going well in those days. You couldn't feed yourself and the lack of blood was becoming problematic. The smell sickened you and you knew the guilt was that your body was asking for human blood. The artificial one had no more effect on you and the fear of hurting someone was bringing you to madness.  

Every time you lay your eyes on the neck of any human being, the images of your fangs in the soft flesh, the violent and disruptive flow of the crimson liquid into your mouth, those thoughts provoked you nausea and repulsion to yourself.  

Jongwoon had noticed your miserable change, despite the obscure reason behind it. Every attempt to go beyond that strange armor you were building was empty, while his bad blood was increasing the conflict between you.  

No longer you two couldn't communicate and it was worse than the problem of the blood itself. Because you were realizing that without Jongwoon it was impossible to exist. You already knew it, but that moment was intensifying the already existing conviction.  

The ring at your finger placed a few months before and that had bound you two in the most known human way, was another small weight. You were married in front of a few people, those who were most loved, but you hadn't enjoyed the moment because of the work of both. There was grudge in the air for that, but you knew he wasn't blaming you and it was a bit of tranquility in that chaos of emotion.  

The fresh air of the night stroked your skin as soon as you reach the roof while you get rid of the blazer you wore. Your skin was boiling and you were aware that it was the fault of that increasingly huge lack. Your mouth was so dry that even the most putrid and polluted drop of blood would have calmed that thirst.  

"It's not my business," you sighed in hearing Kyuhyun's voice a few steps away from you, "but I think your little problem is getting too big to handle."  

His hand leaned behind your back, starting to move up and down in gentle movements. His attempt to reassure at least your body was having an impact, your senses loosened and your body relaxed albeit a little. It was your mind that couldn't stop, which second after second elicited thoughts that you would have preferred to delete instantly.  

With the corner of the eye you watched the vampire at your side, his beauty stuck in his candid 27 years and that mischievous look that represented how much he actually had been amused by having understood something before the others. "How did you figure it out?" was the question asked shortly after by your hoarse voice, while he shrugged his shoulders and pretended to count with the fingers of his free hand.  

"Hyun..."  

He chuckled for a few seconds, then come back earnestly and fasten his gaze with yours, "a few days ago. Just because Jongwoon Hyung is getting crazy trying to figure out what's going on. "  

Feeling that your husband was getting crazy caused to your heart a strange pang, it had broken you without really causing you physical pain. Your mind recorded the information but you couldn't say anything, imprisoned momentarily in a body that seemed strange to you.  

"Noona.. Hey, Noona? "  

"Can you take you home without anyone noticing it..?"  

Kyuhyun smiled with sweetness and without saying anything brought you up on his back, you fastened your arms around his neck and legs around his waist with an iron grip. It was decades that you didn't jump on the roofs as you used to do as soon as you learned your vampire potential, but doing it at that moment helped you not to think.  

The wind on the skin, Kyuhyun's screams that seemed like having the best time of his life, the perfection of Seoul seen from above, the faint voices that your ears still perceived. Excerpts of human life that you somehow envied.  

The "trip", however, was too short and after not even ten minutes your house was before you and your feet were already firmly resting on the ground.  

You would mess the hair of your "savior" and he chuckled again, appreciating that gentle gesture on your part. You weren't often inclined to endure his way of joking, but now you knew Kyuhyun from so much that you knew when he did something with his heart. And helping you was always something that he loved to do.  

"I'll see you tomorrow, I'll tell the others that I saw you come out of one of the thousand hidden exits of the building," he whispered by winking and in the middle of the night, he disappeared again, making you smile for the first time in several weeks.  

The silence of the house lulled you for the first few seconds when you crossed the door, but the weight of your overwhelming thirst came back to remind you of how bad it really was. The stabbing pain in your head increased when, after dragging yourself into the kitchen, you had opened an artificial blood sack gulping down the content in two long sips. No satisfaction, no fulfillment. Hunger was violent, it was sending your brain and the rest of your body to fire.  

With trembling hands, you lean at the counter just in time to feel a pair of arms supporting you and slightly tightening around your waist.  

"Honey, what the hell is going on with you?" The concern in his voice made you tremble even more, effortlessly he took you into his arm to bridal style and ran into your shared bedroom. "Y/N, I want to know what the heck is going on. It's weeks that you're weird, " he added, laying you on the bed, taking off your shoes and immediately stood by your side, lifting an arm to invite you to come closer.  

Your forces were lacking to the point that you even couldn't turn around to be able to hide in that embrace, Jongwoon understood it because after a few seconds he slipped towards you and hugged you forcefully. Afraid that what was happening to you was taking you away from him. He wasn't saying it aloud, but fear was devouring him alive.  

"Don't.. Promise me one thing, " you whispered with effort, swallowing the taste of the blood still stuck in your throat, "that if I'll become a monster, you'll stop me. "  

"What are you saying? Y/N.. You could never be a monster. "  

You panted, that weight on your chest was heavier than usual, grasping his shirt in an attempt not to collapse definitively, "Woon.. Please, I.. I can't drink anymore. The artificial blood leaves me hungry and.. I'm getting insane, the desire of human blood is becoming an obsessive thought. "  

Jongwoon held his breath in hearing the problem, he hadn't imagined a similar danger. Because he knew what would happen if your body hadn't received the nourishment that most craved. It would have started to destroy himself.  

Vampires were immortal, but not indestructible. And you were slowly slipping between his fingers, without him being able to save you in any way.  

He said nothing, he didn't make any kind of promise. He simply squeezed you, lulling you and singing until the moment when the fatigue had the best and the sleep swooped on your body.  

"The moment my eyes saw reality, I realized how special you were."  

Jongwoon's voice tore you from the light sleep in which you were falling, but he wasn't beside you and you understood that they were the memories of your wedding day that somehow had awakened you. A little smile confronted your lips, your body moved in automatically and you would sit between the blankets while your gaze wandered in search of your husband. His scent was fresh on the sheets and on his pillow, he shouldn't have gone for too much.  

"Woon..? Love..?"  

The bathroom door opened and his figure came out with only a towel laced around his waist and one into his hair, "Baby, I'm here."  

You kept smiling, his presence calmed you down and told him what your problem was helping your mind not to ramble too much. "Why are you smiling like that? It's pretty creepy, baby. "  

"Just because."  

"Or do you like what you see," he squeezed his eye in an attempt to make a wink, making you giggle and his face brightened, "could you always do it?"  

You bit your thin lower lip, without understanding what it was about, "what??" You asked confused.  

"Laugh, smile.. exist. "  

The last word almost trembled and the atmosphere changed drastically. The implication was blatant, you swallowed with difficulty and you would get up from the bed approaching him. Gently you steeled the towel he had on his head, ordering him with your gaze to bend just a little, starting to rub his hair. Little whimpers of appreciation escaped from his lips and you started to tune his favorite song. All but to divert attention from what really loomed over you.  

"After six months of marriage finally my wife does something sweet for me."  

"Shut up, you dummy," you beat him against his right temples, then continuing to move with precise gestures the towel, "That's it, your sweet wife has finished."  

Suddenly his hands rested on your hips and he drew you against his body. The water droplets on his skin immediately soaked in the thin fabric of your t-shirt, making you shudder. "What is it?" Your whisper was shattered against his lips that were approaching yours, but he blocked his head a few millimeters from them.  

"Can we forget everything else at least for a while? It's just you and me, we enjoy that first wedding night that we never really lived. "  

Without giving you time to retort, Jungwoon attacked your mouth and everything else really disappeared.  

Your hands wandered over his abdomen and untied the towel that fell on his hips, leaving him totally naked in front of you. His lips were hungry for your own, they moved with ferocity, biting and sucking more points your thin lower lip and the moans repressed in your throat were hard to restrain.  

With your right hand, you started palming his cock, still soft but already boiling to contact. With small movements, you caress the head with your open palm, then descending along the entire length starting to pump after having tightened it firmly. Your movement didn't go unnoticed to Jungwoon that closed his eyes and let the pleasure begin to spread in his body, ignoring for a few moments his mission in devouring your lips already quite swollen.  

"Keep it up.. Faster, babe "he gasped bend his head backwards and fill your ears with his voice, pure honey for you.  

You rested your lips against his collarbone, leaving small marks with your teeth of your passage while your hand increased its movement. You could feel the throbbing of his dick against your own flesh while his erection grew harder. With a fast grip, you twitched your wrist, sinking your hand to the base picking up a slight scream laden with excitement from your husband's lips.  

You were satisfied that you could provoke those feelings, but you knew that they would push the less human side of both to manifest.  

With a slight thump, your knees met the floorspringand your hands rested on his thighs, lightly scratching them. Your mind was totally blurred. The rational part of you had disappeared, leaving room for the sound redundant that your desire provoked uninterruptedly.  

"Open your mouth," he instructed and you obeyed, squeezing the base of his shaft with your hand and half-closed your moist lips on the head of it. The flavor of the pre-cum was salty, but you swallowed it starting to turn the tip of your tongue on the pulsating and boiling flesh. "Baby, are you teasing me too much, mh?"  

"Sh," you silenced him, starting to push your head towards his throbbing cock, engulfing it slowly until you felt the tip press firmly against the bottom of your throat.  

Your eyes turned, becoming of a scarlet red while your head began to move at a slow pace up and down.  

You felt the taste on the tip of your tongue, caressing every inch that you could reach while your mouth was welcoming him to the fullest. His groans began to be more like a rambling, more hoarse and dense and the air began to become hot for both. His hand squeezed into your hair, driving your movements and asking you to increase your speed.  

But he couldn't impose what you didn't want and he knew it. He grunted annoyed and you slightly sank your teeth on the tip, making him jump but don't give up the grip on your hair.  

"Fuck, Y/n, avoid the next tim-Y/N!" he yelled when you sucked vigorously, stroking his reddened skin with your teeth. His scream provoked, even more, arousal, the taste in your mouth darkened totally that of thirst and the bubble of pleasure that was growing in your lower belly was becoming almost annoying.  

With your hand, while your head bobbed up and down at an exhausting and slow pace, you squeezed his balls starting to massage them slowly feeling him whispering something incomprehensible. But you knew it was the pleasure to drive his words, just as it was the principle that drove you.  

Your body needed to be stripped and touched, but your wish was in the background compared to give pleasure to your husband.  

Jongwoon, blinded by the instinct that was driving him to madness, softly yanked your head and finally managed to distract you from your continuous biting and sucking. Without delicacy he lifted you and began to snatch every garment you wore, dropping the shreds of what you would no longer wear on the ground.  

"I love thinking you to buy them ag--"  

"Shut up, for the sake of the one I cannot mention," his voice was black, almost like the color of his eyes as he clasped your wrists and pushed you to your bed.  

The mattress greeted your body a few seconds later with a splash, Jongwoon's glance incited adrenaline and desire that ran along your body. He licked his lower lip, biting with strength and his fingers began to caress your thighs. A quick shot and your legs were wide open, his body was already between them and you could feel his dick stroking your core. You were so sensitive that that contact made you buckle up your hips, thus increasing the friction between your body and he smiled satisfied.  

"Don't dare to play with me, Kim Jongwoon," the threat was weak and he bent towards you, moving his hips against yours and rubbing forcefully against your most sensitive part.  

"You have played with me before. Why can't I repay you in some way? "  

You puffed and had bit your tongue to not answer him badly, "Why.. I don't know, but it will be good if yo--"  

Your eyes were snapped close when you felt him slipped into you with strength, that bubble of heat into your stomach totally burned down. Your body began to tremble beneath hips and the spasms calmed down only when his lips were on your own, preventing you from screaming his name or moaning in some way. Your first orgasm was fast, silent and left a sense of desire even more intense. You needed more, you needed to lose yourself completely.  

As if it were possible he pushed his hips more forcefully, making his length totally sink in you and your hands trembled in clinging to his shoulders. Your fingernails pierced into his flesh when he finally began to move.  

They were circular movements with which he sank in you to a slow killer pace and his quick breath against your lips did nothing but to increase the arousal. "W-Woon.. P-please.. "  

He didn't answer but bring his mouth on your breasts. His tongue stroked the left nipple, then sinking his teeth into softness flesh and began to suck with desire. His hips continued to move up and down, it seemed almost even slower, while his tongue and his teeth continued to fiddle with your now hard nipple. The wetness of his muscle around your nipple added warmth to your body, which wiggled trying to relieve that intense pain that was building up again in your stomach.  

Your nails sank into his flesh, your screams filled the room, that supplication that he seemed not to hear while the sound of his skin colliding with yours almost hushing your voice.  

Jongwoon lifted his head, to observe how much he was torturing you and smiled satisfied in seeing the pleasure to twist your lines. He lowered himself to kiss your lips but it was at that moment that the situation went totally out of control.  

Your fangs plunged into his neck in the instant that he was close enough to allow you. Immediately the taste of his blood, the viscosity of it, caressed your palate and your mind went into total tilt. You started sucking, drinking the blood of the man you loved as if it were normal administration. You didn't hear his groans, as his movements had become faster. You only felt the pleasure of the blood dripping down your throat, which destroyed that thirst built in the whole weeks, which gave strength to your body.  

"Y/N.. Sto-- Fuck.. " Jongwoon swore, who despite trying a pinch of pain at the point where your canine had sunk, could feel new and unknown sensations.  

Without realizing it began to dunk between your hot and moist walls with more strength, with faster and rude thrusts. backward hands were clasped onto your hips, without being able to prevent your body from jerking at every thrust.  

He placed his forehead on your shoulder, you too involved in drinking not noticing how much your gesture was intensifying his. "H-Honey.." His voice reawakened you and immediately you raised your head, the crimson liquid that slipped along his clavicle and on your chin, the flavor that still blaring in your mouth. "And--Hey.. I'm fine, focus on me, " he murmured gently, stroking your cheek and struck your g-spot at the moment when your eyes met.  

He kissed you, erasing from your mind what you had done for a second. Tasted the taste of his own blood while with his tongue caressed yours and wandered for your moist cavern, his thrusts now increasingly sloppier.  

Your hands cupped his face, moving him away from your own to be able to admire his eyes while both reached your climax together. His enigmatic smile, while he was repeatedly hitting your g-spot, confused you but a few moments after a slight pinch sprang on your neck and your climax swept you with extreme violence.  

He had sunk his fangs inside you when you came, by forcefully pressing his hips against your groin, sinking your own dick and letting your walls tighten with violence on it.  

Your body began to tremble with aggressive spasms, your hands clung to the sheet beneath you while you felt his tongue on your skin and the sound of his sucking that accompanied your groans. He trembled as much as you, but he was driving his own orgasm by losing himself in the pleasure of your blood.  

"W-Woon.." You gasped feeling your high slowly decreasing, your body covered by a patina of sweat calming and the spasms slowly vanish, " W-Woon.."  

The memory of a few months earlier, the confession of why he didn't want to drink your blood, invested you. He was afraid not to stop, but you couldn't feel any kind of fears.  

You closed your eyes, letting him feed, starting to feel something strange. An intense feeling at chest height, almost as if you were experiencing the transformation a second time. You didn't know what it was, but you welcomed it quietly. Your body was relaxed on the mattress, your orgasm had left some remnant in your veins and the odd but increasingly intense feeling was driving you to a completely different pleasure.  

The warmth from your chest vanished at the moment when the pinch at the neck ceased. Moaning you reopened your eyes only to see your husband look you totally shocked, a rivulet of blood dripping from his mouth and fell to small drops on your breasts. You still felt his presence inside of you, so you moved your hips towards him by picking up a little groan on his part.  

"Woon.. Because you look so upse--a-ouch, " you muttered when with a movement he took off his own cock from your cunt, jumping down from the bed going to close in the bathroom. "What the heck.." was your whisper while watching the bathroom door closed, coming down from the bed. The first thing you'd notice was that your strength was back. Your body wasn't as weak as before, and your perennial headache had disappeared.  

"It means that.. His blood.. " You talked to yourself, went near the door starting to knock gently," love, what the heck is it? You know we just had sex.. If you hide I can think that you didn't like it. "  

"Go away."  

"Wo--"  

"Your blood.. Please clean up. "  

It was cold. Jongwoon had never spoken to you so coldly even in the years when you two hated to guts. Staying in silence you came out of your bedroom, descended downstairs and the kitchen was the first place you would stop. You had other bathrooms, but somehow you wanted to try if the theory in your mind was exact.  

First, you rinse the blood on your neck and breast, feeling the two holes in the flesh heal quickly. You were naked, but it wasn't a problem since you and Jongwoon were the only people in the house.  

You ignored the thought of how to deal with your husband and you took an artificial blood sack from the refrigerator. You were ready for yet another wave of disgust, but when your fingers detached part of the envelope, all that your stomach did was to grumble with hunger.  

Your answer had arrived, even if you didn't understand. Drinking Jongwoon's blood, another vampire, had in some way balance the lack of the human one. How could you didn't know, but you had no time to ask further questions.  

You shed the blood in a cup, leaving it in the refrigerator while your feet were driving you back upstairs. You were afraid of what could have happened, but it was something that was going to be dealt with.  

In silence you entered your room and found the man you loved more than anything near the bed, intent on looking the sheets. Crimson spots near the pillow made you immediately guess who the blood was and your sigh came to his ears. He turned and looked at you, his eyes shining and the difficulty in not crying visibly.  

"Jongwoon," the sadness in your voice kept low by your willpower, running near him and hugging him, feeling your heart breaking into pieces seeing him so fragile. Your arms wrapped around his chest, he hid his face in your hair and then he began to tremble at the moment when he felt your body pressed against his. "Woon.. W-Why are you reacting like this? "  

"I could have killed you, Y/N. I could--" he breathed without being able to continue the phrase, both still naked while in your mind the ways to reassure him were multiples. In silence you did him sit on the bed, running to recover some clothes from the closet.  

His hiccups, rare sound to hear but at that time so noisy as to soak in your mind forever, accompanied your gestures. You slipped a pair of boxers and a t-shirt onto him, wearing panties and one of his shirts.  

"Look at me," your soft voice ordered once you both were dressed, adjusting yourself between his legs remaining standing.  

He placed his hands on your hips, drawing you more towards himself and hid his face against your belly, somehow succeding to calm his hiccups.  

"Jongwoon, I want you to look at me," you whispered just before brought your wrist to your mouth. When you sank the canine in the flesh the taste of your own blood made you grind your teeth, but to prove that you were wrong you would have endured.  

You felt him stiffened when the smell of your blood flattered in the air and he tried to move away, but you tightened his shoulder with your free hand and used your strength to keep him blocked against the bed. His gaze was asking for pity, but there was also a strange repressed anger that you could see when your eyes just met. "What are you doing?" He asked you, that cold tone caressed his voice usually soft and velvety.  

"Make you understand that you can't hurt me."  

"Who says so."  

"The fact that it's a minute that I'm bleeding, but you haven't bitten me yet. A vampire in prey to the desire for blood would have made spend at most five seconds before to eat. "  

His eyes were wide open when your explanation illuminated his mind. You could see the mechanisms of his mind working and how slowly the knowing was erasing fear, hidden in his eyes along with anger.  

"You can keep yourself, Woon. You're already doing it, " the smile you wore with more sweetness made you smile in return, jolting when he shook your wrist and simply licked your skin by erasing the blood just cast. Without drinking, without frets or feeling his breath itching due to the violent need for blood.  

"I can restrain myself.." He expressed shock, a small and almost embarrassed smile that adorned his mouth, "Did you hear it too?"  

"What..?"  

"The transformation.. When you bite me. "  

The memory of the sensation when his canines had sunk into your flesh returned to the mind, his arms already around your hips while he made you sit on his thigh and watched you quietly waiting for an answer.  

"Yes.. But it was different, less painful.. "  

"And hotter,"  

"And more intense."  

You looked into each other eyes trying to understand what it meant, his hand that caressed your side didn't help much your concentration but his smile allowed you to understand the picture in her completeness.  

"We've been transformed again.. Only in a different way, " you giggled, feeling dumb for not understanding something so simple before.  

He arched an eyebrow, without having come to your own conclusion, "it would be nice to understand, love..."  

"The bind. It's the feeling that you feel when you bind.. We have transformed into two complementary people, totally complementary. "  

His expression of pure love and dedication that reserved you soon after made you almost melt, despite not being able to succeed blush or melt and he hid his face against your neck provoking you a ping of tickle.  

"So now we're tied, right? You're mine forever, aren't you? "  

"Like you said more than two years ago.. I've an eternity with you. "  

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❝ Here I am ❞

-Yesung

I think I needed an excuse I drank a little in front of the market It was really little but the world has gotten blurry I think I’m a little drunk

I think I lost my watch I realized only after looking at my arm because it felt empty It’s not the watch’s fault I couldn’t even feel your touch on my arm

I walked this way every day But I didn’t know there were so many things you liked here Out of drunkenness, I bought what I could I wonder if you still live there

-kyu

[justtextmeoppa]

❝ I am Yesung, your guardian angel. ❞

Plot: Yesung, where he is your guardian angel, you can see and hear him. You and he are in love with each other

Pairing: Yesung x Reader

Words count: 2,5k+

Genre: Comedy Fluff

For blogscarecrow , I hope you like it ^^

kyu.

Gif isn’t mine, credits to the owner!

‘Ahhhhh who the hell are you?!’ You shouted.

‘I am Ye-’

‘I don’t care who the fuck you are, just get out of my bedroom!’

‘You are thirteen right?’ The stranger asked and you nodded in response, ‘Then you shouldn't be using such words my dear.’

‘Then get the fuck out of my room and then maybe I will consider to turn over a new leaf.’ You said with an eye roll.

‘I don’t appreciate the sarcasm, Y/N.’ The strange man huffed.

‘H-how do you know my name?’ You asked, inching closer to your bedroom door.

‘I wouldn’t do that if I was you.’ He shrugged his shoulders.

‘And why not?’ You challenged.

‘Because you will run out, trip over a toy, and break your ankle.’

And that is exactly what happened when you tired to bolt from the black haired stranger that popped into your bedroom that night. When you awoke in the hospital the next morning and told your parents about the experience, they all said it was just a dream. You believed them for a second, before the same man walked into the room with a smug look on his face. He leant against the doorway with his hands crossed on his chest as you shouted and told everyone to look towards the door. Since they saw nothing, they feared you had gotten a concussion and needed your head examined for further injuries.

‘You should have listened.’ The man said in a sing song manner, walking in later that evening once everyone had left ‘Would have saved you all this trouble.’

‘Who the hell are you?!’ You seethed.

‘Will you allow me to answer without cutting me off?’ He asked, you nodded, ‘Perfect. I am Yesung, your guardian angel.

—

‘You have to study.’ An irritating voice sounded once again.

‘You are my guardian angel, not my conscious, Yesung.’ You rolled your eyes at the raven haired man before you.

You sat on your bed playing on your phone and having a conversation with someone. One would think it was normal, but then again it did look like you were talking to no one. No one? Strange right? But in a matter of fact, you weren't talking to yourself, but rather to a man that had been at your side since you were a teenager. At the age of thirteen you had been given Yesung, your guardian angel. He was someone who was their to protect you and keep you safe through anything, whether it be physical, mental or emotional.

He was there especially when your parents passed away when you were 18. He held you through the nights. Through all the nightmares you faced, all the tears and emotional days. He was now the only person you really had. Now at the age of 22 and at university, he was still a pain in your ass with his loving qualities.

‘I am talking to you, Y/N.’ He spoke once again, standing besides your bed.

‘And I am ignoring you.’ You looked at your phone, totally disregarding him.

Grabbing the phone from your hold, he pinned you to the bed, ‘I am still older then you, show some respect.’

Much like humans, angels aged as well but stopped at the age of 35. When Yesung was assigned to you, he was 24 and now at the age of 32, he was just three years away from his complete age. But to you, Yesung hadn't changed. Yeah, he had lost weight but his personality was the same as well as his charming self. He was yours for 8 years, but as you got older you wanted him to be yours. Yeah it was strange to love an angel but he was more then just that. He was like your best friend. Now you both lay on your bed with his body firmly pressed against yours and that stupid attractive face inches away from yours.

‘Y-yesung?’ You stuttered.

‘What?’

‘Y-you are crushing me.’

He looked down to see himself pressed against your body, ‘Crap ummmm sorry.’ He got off you quickly, straightening his clothing.

‘It’s okay.’ You sat up, seeing how flustered he had gotten and used this as a perfect time to tease him, ‘Did I get you that excited?’

‘NO!’ He replied quickly, ‘No I mean…ugh I have to go. Study!’

With that, he poofed into smoke. You laid back down on your bed and rammed your fists into the bed, ‘Well done Y/N!’

Yesung had poofed into back to the Arc. It was the headquarters for all angels, and a place he would go when moments like this had him slightly more excited then he should be. Sure he would come back to report to his superiors, but it was also his haven. Literally. Running his fingers through his hair, he pushed open the door towards the head angels office, who was also his friend and shoulder to lean on when this happened.

‘I was wondering when we would see you back,’ The dimpled angel smiled, ‘Has your human been keeping you that busy?’

‘She has a name, Leeteuk.’ Yesung plundered down on a cloud seat, ‘It’s Y/N’

‘What brings you back, my friend?’

‘Y/N…’

‘You seem to talk more about her then normal angels do,’ The elder took a seat on his desk and before his friend, ‘Do you maybe have feels for her?’

‘What? No way ! EW!’ He tried to defend but ended up failing miserably.

A hearty chuckle left Leeteuk’s lips, ‘You suck at lying, do you know that?’

‘I may have been reminded once or twice.’ He sighed.

‘If you like her, then tell her.’ He advised, ‘I see the way you look at her and trust me, it isn't one of simple friendship.’

‘I could never be with her, and you know that.’

‘That isn't true and you know that. There is rules that come with finding a mate that isn't an angel.’

‘She would never agree to those terms…’

‘SO YOU DO LIKE HER!’

A panic steamed across the younger’s face, ‘What? No! You are going mad you old duck!’

‘Yah!’ A sudden ringing went off on his watch, ‘I have to go, Kangin is going to get himself in trouble without me there to protect him.’

‘Yeah yeah go! Go protect your human.’ Yesung shooed him away

‘This isn't over!’ Leeteuk’s voice rang around as he poofed away.

Meanwhile on earth, you sat at your desk. You were looking blankly at your texts books, not because you didn't understand but because your heart was still racing from Yesung. Being in love with him was something you never imagined would happen. You let your head hit the desk as you groaned in annoyance but mostly pain. A knock came at the door and you grumbled for them to come in.

‘Why are you sleeping at your desk?’ The voice asked.

‘Because it is more comfortable, now what do you want, Kyuhyun?’ You snapped at the male.

‘Crabby much.’ He rolled his eyes, ‘Wanna play Starcraft with Changmin and I? He invited this guy called Heechul to play so we are one member short.’

‘And you think I want to play?’

‘Well you are my best friend, plus I haven't spent time with you for the past month. Do you have a new best friend…oooo or a boyfriend?’

Standing up, you grabbed him by the collar, ‘Let’s go.’

You and Kyuhyun had been friends since childhood. He was studying law and you were doing medicine. To many, he was bloody charming ,but to you, he was just bloody annoying. He was more of a brother, and that had been the thought for years not only because you had developed feelings for another person. Arriving at his room he shared with Changmin, you were greeted by another man.

‘Heechul hyung, Y/N, Y/N, Kim Heechul.’ Your best friend introduced.

‘Pleasure to meet you.’ You held out a hand.

‘Pleasure is all mine.’ A smile crossed his face.

You were placed on the end with Heechul next to you. He was a pretty good gamer and not so bad on the looks either. You all sat crossed legged on the floor as the game went. It had been a while since you had a good gaming night and it felt good before your worst nightmare poofed right behind the screen and a familiar voice rang through your head.

You meant to be studying!

There was a change of plans, plus where did you go? I could have fallen and broken something.

Again.

Shut up! I will meet you in the dorm,With that, the TV switched off, ‘What the hell?’

Changmin stood up and walked towards the box, ‘Everything is fried.’

‘How?’ Kyuhyun joined him, ‘I made sure everything was perfect and wouldn't short circuit!’

At that moment, you were ready to blow a gasket. Getting to your feet, you apologised and stated you had an emergency and went back to your room. Running towards the destination, you shouted Yesung’s name, knowing he was ignore you. Opening the door, you saw him lounging on your bed with a magazine in his hands.

‘Welcome back.’ He said as if nothing had happened.

‘How could you?!’ You shouted, ‘That was Kyuhyun’s TV you fried.’

‘Calm down, will ya.’ He looked at you over the magazine, ‘Ryeowook tells me he is loaded, his parents can get him another.’

‘Do you angels just gossip about your humans?’ You narrowed your eyes.

‘Sometimes, but he hasn't made himself known to Kyu so for all he knows, the little bugger thinks he just has good luck.’ Yesung shrugged his shoulders, ‘Now work!’

Not in the mood to fight, you just took a seat at the table. The angel was still positioned on your bed. Hours had passed and you wouldn't have noticed if it wasn't for the light snoring coming from your bed. Turning in your chair, you saw that your guardian angel was passed out. Looking at the time, you decided to turn in as well. Pushing him slightly against the wall, you slipped under the sheets with him. It wasn't the first time you shared a bed with him, but it was the first time he had draped an arm around you and pulled you closer.

‘Why’d you run off last night?’ Kyu asked.

‘I had to see someone.’ You pushed your lunch around your plate.

‘I knew it! You have a boyfriend, or someone you like!’ He poked you with his fork, ‘Who? That student councilman Siwon? Oooooh or the soccer captain Minho?’

Looking around, you saw Yeusng wasn't around, ‘No he is older.’

‘Older?’ Changmin asked with a crooked brow, ‘How much other?’

’10 years…’

‘WHAT?!’

‘But I have known him for 8 years!’ You defended, not aware that the person you were looking for was now right behind you, ‘He is a really nice guy. He has the most charming smile ever. His laugh would brighten up your day in an instant with a personality to match. His heart it in the right place and is always caring and looking out for me. His hands are so cute and small.’

‘And you know what they say about guys with small hands.’ Heechul chipped in as Yesung shot him a glare, not that he would be able to see it, ‘OUCH!’

‘Shut up,’ You scolded, ‘Next time I kick harder.’

‘If you like him, then tell him,’ Amber rolled her eyes at the boys, ‘I am sure he feels the same way.’

‘I don’t think so,’ You sighed, ‘I feel like it won’t work…’

With that, Yesung walked away before poofing. He was smiling. Lunch had finished and you had another lecture. Normally your guardian angel would be around to annoy you, but he wasn't anywhere. You tried to communicate telepathically, but nothing. Not really caring, you finished up the session and dragged yourself to the room. Opening the door, you slammed it close.

‘So you think I am charming, hmmm?’ A familiar voice had you screaming in fright.

‘What the fuck?’ You held your hand by your heart, as you saw him leaning against the wall next to the doorway ‘Don’t do that!’

‘Still haven't changed with your language,’ He chuckled, ‘So?’

‘So what?’ You threw your bag in the corner.

‘You like me?’

‘I am sure you are delusional.’

‘Oh please, I heard you during lunch.’ As those words left his mouth, your heart sank into the pits of your stomach. A smile creeped on his face, ‘I was standing behind you.’

You turned to face him, ‘Well ummmm I was lying. Just wanted to get them off my back.’

‘Really?’ He began walking toward you, ‘I would have thought it was genuine.’

‘Like I said, delusional.’ You gulped as you felt your back hit your cupboard, ‘You were probably hearing things.’

‘What if I agree?’

‘With being delusional?’

‘No you butt, with liking you.’ He leaned forward.

‘Well ummmm-’

You were cut off with the soft touch of his lips against yours. At that moment you swore you were flying. His approach was so soft that you couldn't help but kiss him back. His arms wrapped around your waist, pulling your closer. Slowly your hands snaked around his neck, as if to close the none existent gap that was already there. Everything felt perfect at this moment, before you felt him push you away.

‘What?’ You asked him with concerned eyes.

‘I can’t do this….not to you.’ He stepped away.

‘Okay I may be new to this whole thing, but when one kisses someone else they normally don’t say that.’ You looked at him.

‘No no no,’ He held your face in his hands, ‘I am in love with you Y/N….but I can’t be.’

‘Why not?’ You whispered, ‘I love you too, Yesung.’

‘Really?’

‘For a while now, but why can’t you love me?’

‘Because humans and angles can’t be together.’ He confessed.

‘Why not?’ You asked.

‘Because I will stop ageing soon and you will continue,’ He explained, ‘You could always…no I can’t ask this.’

‘What?’ You stepped closer to him, ‘What can’t I do?’

He sighed, ‘You become a guardian angel as well….’ A silence fell at that moment. He was now looking at you and you at him. It felt as if it was for an hour, but in reality it was only a few seconds, ‘You don’t ha-’

‘I wanna do it.’ You cut him off.

‘Excuse me?’ He asked, needing a reassurance of your answer.

‘I wanna become an angel. Anything to be with you, Yesung. I love you and I have no family anyway. You are closest thing I have, and I will not have that disappear just because of one small detail.’

‘But Y/-’

‘Not buts…please Yesung. I know you love me, so please….let me do this.’

‘I just don’t want you to ruin your life.’ He said softly, holding your hands.

‘As long as I have you, I will be okay. Will you have me?’

‘Within a heartbeat sweetheart…’

[justtextmeoppa]

Yesung: When you see that he is flirting with another girl (she looks 27-29 years old) and you are upset because you think you are too young for him

for blogscarecrow 

-kyu

[justtextmeoppa]

❝ Are you ready, Omega? ❞ Part2

Plot: Heechul ABO universe (Alpha, Beta, Omega)

Pairing: Heechul x Reader

Words count: 1,9k+

Genre: Drama

For zhao-jie-shanghai, I hope you like it and now for an anon ^^

kyu.

Gif isn’t mine, credits to the owner!

Part 1

Sex was something you weren't foreign to, but this time it was different. Never had you not been able to be intimate with the one you were having it with. Heechul’s firm rules was hard to follow, but after many scoldings he had climaxed and pulled out of you before grabbing some boxers. He walked out, allowing you to dress and just have a breather. You would be lying if you didn't find the sex invigorating. He was most definitely dominant and you enjoyed it oddly. Fixing your dress in the mirror, you walked downstairs. He handed you the first half of the payment and said that the town car was waiting to drop you off at home. Three days later, Heechul was finally questioned.

‘So how was it? Give me all the details.’ Leeteuk sat before Heechul’s desk with a grin on his face as if a high school boy.

‘You aren’t five and I am sure you and Sora have enough sex to keep your imagine going, Park Jungus.’ Heechul read through some documents, not even looking up.

‘Would you stop brining up my sex life?!’ Leeteuk growled, ‘And stop using my registered name, it sounds weird when you do it.’

‘Why?’ The younger challenged with a smirk, ‘Making you uncomfortable?’

Park Junsu rolled his eye irritably, ‘You are the worse, Kim Heechul.’

‘And I live by it.’

Heechul and Leeteuk had been friends since they were in collage. The sandy brown haired man was was sent to study, but had fallen in love faster then it took him to attend his first lecture. The two males were the complete opposite, yet they managed to keep their long friendship running which shocked many. The younger confided in Leeteuk, who was something of an older brother to him since he wasn’t that good with opening up to people. He called it a messy business.

‘Will you tell me now?’ Leeteuk pressed the situation.

‘If I tell you, will you leave my office!’ A frustrated sigh left Heechul’s mouth as he threw the papers on the desk.

The elder smirked, undoing his suit jacket button so he was comfortable. ‘I can agree on those terms.’ By then Heechul had turned his seat to look out the large window.

‘She was good.’

‘And…’

‘Listen Jungsu,’ He turned his seat and slammed his fists into the desk, ‘You asked me how she was, and I told you, now be a good duck and leave!’

‘And there it comes.’ Leeteuk got to his feet and buttoned his jacket up.

Heechul’s eyes narrowed at his old friend who had already begun walking towards the door, ‘What are you talking about.’

‘Oh nothing,’ He waved his hand up nonchalantly, ‘You wanted me out, so I rather not bore you.’

‘PARK JUNGSU!’ Heechul shouted as a sly smile adorned Leeteuk’s face.

Turning on his heels, he faced his friend, ‘If you want the information, you need to buy me lunch.’

‘You’re ridiculous.’

‘Yet you keep me around, I must be doing something right.’

Heechul grabbed his coat and told his assistant to cancel all his meetings. Zhoumi enquired that he couldn't do so since there was a meeting with Choi Industries. After a few phone calls, he got his business partners to handle the meeting since he knew that Jonghoon and Siwon had a little something going on since last years Christmas party. If there was anyone that would sway the Choi air, Kim Jonghoon was the best bet. Ordering the town car, the two men drove to The Emerald Dragon. It was the best restaurant in Seoul and was run by Heechul’s old friend, Hangeng.

‘Ahhh Chullie,’ Hangeng greeted, ‘What do I owe the pleasure?’

Heechul looked the male at his side up and down, ‘Some bribing to get this old duck to talk.’

‘Leeteuk,’ Hangeng exchanged handshakes, ‘Always a pleasure to see you.’

‘Like wise Geng.’

‘Can we get a private room, Hannie?’

‘This way,’ The chinamen guided them through the elegant restaurant, ‘Tao will be here to take your orders in a moment.’

Bowing their heads, they agreed on what to eat and drink so their conversation would not be disrupted by the waiter. Tao had come in and taken the businessmen’s orders before disappearing for a few seconds to return back with their drinks. Once all the formalities with him was over, Heechul placed all his attention on his friend across the table from him.

‘Start talking duck.’

‘Can’t I just enjoy my drink first?’

Heechul began rubbing his temples in frustration, ‘I did what you wanted. You are in a five star restaurant with the best fucking soju in the country, now spill it!’

‘Fine,’ He sighed, ‘Have you noticed your irritation levels have increases, and by increase, I mean more then usual.’

‘Yeah so?’ Heechul flicked his wrists, ‘That’s just what work does.’

‘You weren't like this three days ago, Heechul.’

‘Okay then, if it’s not the work then what?’

‘Well why don’t you tell me?’ Leeteuk sat right back, crossing his arms.

Heechul pointed a knife at him, ‘I swear to god, I am going to stab you soon.’

‘And so the frustration has kicked in,’ He chuckled softly, ‘You are getting your heat, Heechul.’

‘Heat? As in what animals get when they need to fuck?’ Heechul spoke as Leeteuk slightly choked on his drink.

Whipping his mouth with an napkin, Leeteuk put his drink down, ‘Why must you be so vulgar?’

‘Why must you be so annoying?’ Heechul shrugged his shoulder.

Meanwhile, you were working at your job. It had been three days since your incident with the corporate man. You had yet to test if you were pregnant or not. The cafe was busy today, but soon your shift was over and you were free much earlier then your normal times. Going to your locker, you opened up to change when the folder had dropped and your first check had fallen. Picking it up, you felt guilty and gross. Gross that you were renting our your body for a baby you couldn't keep. Shoving all rational thought in the back of your head, you just got changed. You needed the money for school, and he was a fairly nice guy.

Saying your goodbyes, you stopped to buy a pregnancy test. You needed to find out sooner or later, and the look the cashier gave you was nothing of encouragement. Arriving home, you had some lunch before going to the bathroom. You looked at the test for several moments before placing it between your legs. Finished up, you sat on the edge of the bathtub and waited for the little line to pop up. Deep down you hoped it was negative, but that wouldn't be financially helpful to you. Moments later, the results appeared up and your fate was set.

‘Oh god.…’ You let out a long sigh.

Heechul in the mean time was still trying to not murder his best friend. Leeteuk was a bloody good chap, but his nice personality had Heechul wanting to punch his face every other day. Tao had arrived with the food which somewhat saved Leeteuk from almost being stabbed. The food was good, Hangeng lived up to his amazing reputation.

‘So you telling me that since I had sex with her, my body is craving more?’ Heechul questioned for the nth time.

‘When is the last time you had sex?’ Leeteuk enquired.

‘Collage.’

‘With Kyunghoon?! You are kidding right? He was the last person?’

‘You know my sexual orientation isn't one of the traditional manner, Teuk.’ Heechul pointed out, taking a mouthful of food.

‘And I do not judge you on it, but that was more then 10 years ago!’ Leeteuk was most definitely in shock, ‘How have you survived.’

‘Porn,’ His answer was blunt, ‘Why waste time on someone that wouldn't even pleasure you the way you want to. If you want something done right, you gotta do it yourself. I am in my 30’s.’

‘It must be so boring living in this routine life of yours.’ Leeteuk tried to sympathise.

‘Stop side tracking, continue.’

‘Right. Your body is now going to crave the idea of sex because you are an alpha and you have finally had sex, with a person, after so many years. Since you are not releasing this, you are getting irritated and annoyed at a faster pace. Which is not going to be useful… god I pray for that Donghae boy.’

‘Lee Donghae know’s how to handle himself around me,’ Heechul cut off his friend’s thought, ‘Since I have this rage, then I will release it the way I have been doing it all these years.’

‘Sadly that isn't going to cut it. You need another human.’ Leeteuk set the rules down, ‘This is heat, not some horny desire you picked up due to seeing one of the coffee girls tight blouses. It is just for a period of time that comes yearly. Plus you have a human, you have Y/N’

‘Why have I not had this over the years?’

‘Because you haven't had proper sex in all those years. Your heat back then was nothing as a simple horny experience and now it has been fully unleashed.

‘What if I don’t do it.’ His fingers tapped on the table

‘Then you get more rage filled, which can become dangerous on you and those around you.’ Leeteuk pointed out, ‘Why haven't you had sex since Kyunghoon?’

‘Complications,’ He brushed his collage boyfriend aside, ‘Are you sure on this, Teuk?’

‘Sure then ever Chul, plus I hear sex during pregnancy is a good thing.’ Leeteuk tried to lighten the mood.

Heechul sat in his chair, pondering the information that his best friend had given him. The past with Kyunghoon was something he never wanted to bring up again. He felt anger pulsating through his veins as he tried to keep it at bay. This was to much to take in. He is forced to produce an heir, and now he would go off his head if he didn't fuck on a regular basis? Kyunghoon was an alpha as well, and someone Heechul trusted but life screwed him over.

‘Heechul?’ Leeteuk snapped his fingers in front of his face, ‘You there?’

‘Hmmmm?’ He shook his head, ‘Yeah.’

‘So the sex? You have to release it, Chul.’ Leeteuk pressed the topic again.

Heechul buttoned his blazer, ‘I think I will be fine, just release it like I have been doing all these years.’

‘God Heechul, why are you so stubborn?’

‘Excuse me??’

‘Why is having sex with someone so drab to you? I do it and I am perfectly fine.’

‘Maybe because you have been sleeping with the same woman for over ten years, Jungsu,’ Heechul snapped, ‘Some of us aren't so lucky!’

‘I never said it had to be one of love, you have Y/N. She is having your baby, use this as a way to counter the heat since you don’t want to do with a random!’ Leeteuk bit back.

‘You don’t understand.’ The younger gritted his teeth.

‘Then make me!’ Leeteuk’s voice raised slightly, ‘What the hell did Min Kyunghoon do to make you hate sex!’

‘It’s not just the sex, Leeteuk! It was the relationship as well dammit!’ He hissed, ‘You don’t fucking get it!’

‘Then help me understand, Heechul!’ Leeteuk was on the edge

‘HE BROKE MY HEART!’ Heechul finally shouted at Leeteuk, ‘Min Kyunghoon…broke my heart.’

‘Oh Heechul, I didn’t know.’ Leeteuk’s voice was nothing but a whisper.

‘Yeah well I didn't go around telling everyone that my first love left me,’ He sighed as his phone rang, ‘Excuse me.’ He answered the call, ‘Hello?’

‘Heechul?’

‘Ah, Omega, what’s wrong? You know not to call me unless needed.’

‘I’m pregnant…’