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[dong-hyucks]

dating heejun. | knk

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so you met way back when he was still in kokoma band

you had been a helper, setting up the equipment for this performance since your friend -- who worked for the company -- brought you along

anyway

your friend told you who your were setting up for, and to be honest you had no idea who any of them were

no heejun?

quack dongyeon?

lee whochan?

who dongseong?

whomst??

they were a trainee band and didn’t have much information out there

but your friend showed you a video of them goofing around with their instruments/voices and?? they sounded p good??

you weren’t going to be around for the actual mini performance, as there were other guests coming

you were a bit bummed, but oh well

while you were setting up the main mic, someone came in looking very lost

“heejun,” your friend greeted politely, even bowing her head

you did the same, assuming this heejun was the same heejun in the band

he mumbled an absent hello, his eyes trailing all over the floor

“did you lose something?”

heejun looked up, smiling at you briefly before nodding

“yeah... have you seen my ring?”

a lightbulb went off above your head, a look of recognition flashing over your expression

heejun and your friend watched as you headed over to a little side table, retrieving his very ring from it

“i found it over there,” you pointed to the speakers, “you must’ve dropped it before.”

heejun thanked you gratefully, slipping the ring on his finger

he smiled at you before halting

his eyes went to your friend before going back on you, lingering a moment longer than you expected

“are you a new worker?”

you shook your head, “i’m just helping”

you didn’t miss the disappointed look he dawned before covering it with a neutral expression

you chuckled, “what was that?”

heejun shrugged, “nothing. just a little disappointing -- it’s not every day i meet a cute employee here”

you nearly choked

he grinned innocently, as though he hadn’t said that, and turned on his heel to leave

once he was safely out the door, your friend burst out into laughter

“[Y/N]! he was totally flirting with you!”

you just rolled your eyes, “sure.”

you didn’t see heejun again for a week or two

until you randomly got a text from some unknown number claiming they were heejun

you were quite skeptical at first until your friend confessed that she may or may not have given him your number

anywho

heejun didn’t text you like everyday

he was busy, as were you

but you texted every other day or once a week

you had this kind of relationship that was borderline friends / acquaintances

but then

heejunie: “hey, do you want to hang out today? i’m going to the bowling alley today”

at first you were going to say no

but, hey, you hadn’t gone bowling in a while so why not? plus heejun was a cool dude

so that’s how you found yourself, two hours later, laughing your heads off outside with heejun

to explain

when you first arrived at the bowling alley, heejun was already there

he was with a little kid, one with a tearful expression

at first you were like “??? heejun what did you dO ???” but then you realized he was trying to comfort the child

he’d lost his mom -- with the bowling alley being relatively dark and a big space

the sight of heejun wiping away the child’s tears with a gentle smile on his face, his voice soft as he told the child he’d find his mom for him

it did something to you

luckily, you had spotted a frantic looking woman on the way to finding heejun

lmao what a coincidence

you assumed that the woman was the kid’s mom

without even greeting heejun, you ventured off to find the woman, and when you did she confirmed your thoughts

sO after bringing the two together, you and heejun high-fived

“i comforted the lil’ guy and you found the mom, what a team”

“barely”

“shh, [Y/N], let me have this moment”

you just chuckled at how incredibly dorky he was

after getting your shoes and a lane, you and heejun just bowled normally

at first

then, it got a little competitive

it’s not what you think -- you weren’t competing to see who could get the most points

you were competing to see who could hit the pins in the coolest way

people in nearby lanes and those who walked passed gave you weird looks when you were laying down on the floor to push the ball

but you didn’t care, you were having fun

until

heejun decided to attempt a cartwheel

y i k e s

bad idea

especially when he had an 18lb bowling ball in his hands

needless to say, when he ‘landed’ his arm slipped

and the bowling ball basically flew from his fingers (luckily, not injuring him)

and there was a loud crash

this idiot somehow managed to throw his bowling ball at the ceiling

needless to say, his manager found out via text and wasn’t happy

heejun also used his company card for the repairs cough

you were kicked out very quickly

and now you’re just outside, leaning against the wall to catch yourself from falling

your stomach hurt from laughing so much, both at heejun’s misfortune and the expression he had made the moment the ball collided with the tiles

at first, he felt so bad but after hearing you laugh, he couldn’t help but follow

“that was hilarious,” you mumbled, wiping away fake tears, “but never do that again”

“noted”

while you recovered from laughing so hard, heejun took the time to just admire you

he thought you were very attractive, and the sound of your laugh was like wedding bells to his ears

“go out with me.”

“jeEZ HEEJUN YOU CAN’T JUST SAY THAT RANDOMLY--”

you thought he was joking but he had a sincere smile on his face and you suddenly felt really nervous

“you don’t have to be my s/o,” he cut in, mumbling ‘yet’ under his breath, “but if you want, go on a date with me.”

you were gaping like a fish

sure, heejun was a pretty nice guy, he was funny, he was smart (most of the time,,), and he made you smile without even trying but did you like him?

it took you a second, but the sound of your rapid heart answered for you

“okay”

not even a second after the word left your lips, he had your hand in his and he was pulling you down the street

“where are we going--”

“it’s a surprise!”

heejun was suddenly really giggly

like he had planned the whole thing

you were lowkey suspicious, but he was cute so you let it slide

okay so

he didn’t tell you a thing for like ten whole minutes

but he looked like the epitome of happiness

like he just won the lottery

“here we are!”

you looked around, a brow raised

he brought you to a big park in town, but he’d lead you far into it, where a lone tree stood tall

“what’re we doing here?” you asked, looking up at the pretty petals that hung on the branches

heejun coughed, backing up into the tree

“i come here sometimes,” he admitted, “it’s like me go to place whenever i need inspiration”

you looked over at him, “inspiration?”

he merely nodded, holding out his hand

“let’s go up.”

seconds later, heejun was pulling you up the tree

at first you were like “hey man what’re you doing” but then he pulled you up onto a sturdy branch

“look,” he mumbled, gesturing outward

you did, amazed at the sight

the branch gave you a perfect view of the city

“we can see everything here,” heejun said, “but no one can see us”

you were gobsmacked, “how did you even find this?”

he shrugged, “when i was a kid, i got separated from my dad, and i ended up here”

you blinked, keeping your gaze on him

when he looked back, you realized how handsome he was

even though his expression was neutral, you could see a hint of amusement shimmering in his eyes

wow, you thought, you’re handsome

he chuckled, his lips splitting into a grin

“thanks”

“shit did i say that outloud”

he rolled his eyes playfully, nudging you with his shoulder

“don’t worry. you aren’t too bad looking either”

“i know, you told me the first time we met”

he smiled again, looking at you almost longingly

“you’re cute”

“heejun, kindly let me breathe, please and thanks”

he didn’t respond, his gaze making you slightly —very— nervous

“i know i said you didn’t have to be my s/o, but…” he rubbed the back of his neck, “i really like you.”

you rolled your eyes, kissing his cheek (which made it turn pink) “i like you too, heejun.”

woo ur dating now dope relationship congratz

im sorry (no i’m not)

so let’s go dating oh heejun

let’s start of with something cute

kissing :))

your first kiss with heejun didn’t take long to happen

in fact, it happened the same day you started dating

after you hung out at the tree for a bit, he took you out for dinner

the restaurant wasn’t really fancy but it wasn’t a fast food joint either

heejun actually knew the owner, so you got to sit in the “special” seating

it was secluded from the rest of the restaurant, on the second floor

there were french doors leading out to a balcony, where a single table stood

the dinner was great, as was the service

after you ate, you and heejun looked out over the railing

you talked for a while, enjoying the slight breeze

you didn’t notice heejun getting closer and closer until his arm was literally brushing against yours

“i’ve never met someone like you,” he mumbled, “you’re different”

“is that a good thing?”

“it’s a great thing.”

you bore into one another’s eyes for a moment

slowly, you got closer and closer until he was a hair length away

“can i…?” his eyes darted down to your lips

when you nodded, he didn’t hesitate to move forward

the kiss was slow, his lips moving gently against yours

somehow, you ended up with your back against the railing, with your hands clasping around his waist at the small of his back

his hands cupped your cheeks, his thumb gently moving back and forth as he leaned into you

when air was necessary, you pulled away

“that was,” he chuckled, “wow for a first kiss.”

generally, kisses with heejun are either dorky or sweet

or both

half the time he’s grinning, so the kiss isn’t even a proper one, but neither of you care too much

—let’s also not talk about the cough night time cough kisses—

anyway moving on

let’s add a new thing

hugs

cuddling

you know, the fluffy shit

i’ve already made a cuddling with knk —and astro— post here but

let’s come back to this anyway

heejun hugs you so often

if you aren’t a hug person, he respect that, but sometimes he can’t help it

he’s a cuddly person

whenever you cuddle, he likes to hold your hand

it makes him feel connected to you

and his voice just lowers and becomes super soft and gentle

and he just looks at you like you’re the most amazing person in the entire world

and to him, you are

cuddling also comes with soft talks

he talks about his day, about his career, then asks you about yours

and while you’re talking he’s just heart eyes for you because he thinks he’s so lucky to be able to be with you

alright moving on

your first i love you also came soon after you started dating

he wanted to wait until you were completely comfortable but it kinda just

slipped out

he had to leave to practice and he was maybe late

really late

he was rushing out the door, falling over himself as he pulled his shoes on

“have fun,” you mumbled absentmindedly as you opened the fridge for food

“yeah,” he huffed, pulling his jacket over his shoulders, “thanks babe. i love you, see you later—“

you didn’t have time to react before the door shut

you kind of just stood there, the cold air from the fridge hitting your bare skin

“wHaT”

an hour later, heejun got a call from you during a little break

“hello? [Y/N]?

“i love you too, heejun. mind waiting next time so i could actually say it back?”

needless to say, heejun was a smiley mess for the rest of the day

alright

fights with heejun

rare, he tries his hardest to keep away from fights

other than the little ones, over who gets the remote, over who gets the last slice, etc

but when they do happen, heejun tries to bring it back

but sometimes, that doesn’t work

he’d give you some space, and you’d give him space

but he never lets you go to bed angry or upset

especially with him

he takes on the cuddling tone, low and gentle, as he talks out his feelings and you talk about yours

fights don’t last more than a few hours with heejun

so in all

dating heejun means you’re ina relationship with a dorky, funny, loveable guy

that also means, your life gets a little dorky

every day is a new adventure

when he debuted with KNK, you were introduced to four other dorks

and they all loved you (not nearly as much as heejun does)

basically

dating heejun is an amazing thing

he treasures you, makes you laugh and feel loved

:)

[kpophours]

Back Again

➵ KNK: Heejun x fem. reader / one shot, boyfriend AU / fluff / REQUESTED

➵ warnings: sexual suggestiveness

➵ word count: 1.3k

➵ sequel: Closer (M, 18+)

Your eyes slide from the computer screen in front of you to the clock on the wall and back again.

Are the hands of the clock even moving?

It definitely doesn’t seem like it.

You gnaw on your lower lip while your left leg begins to bounce up and down, one of your nervous ticks. Your co-worker sitting opposite you shoots you an annoyed look and you duck your head, a silent apology. Alex just sighs. “You can clock out early tonight, if you want to. I can handle the last few customers on my own.”, he finally offers and you lift your head, a surprised expression on your face. He smiles and shrugs. “I know today is special.”, he just mumbles and shoots you a quick wink. You whisper a quick thanks and beam at him, hastily grabbing your empty coffee mug and getting up to bring it back to the kitchen. 

After cleaning up after yourself, you practically sprint out of your office building, Alex’ amused laughter following you.

The way home feels awfully long tonight, traffic moves almost painfully slow and you feel like screaming at every driver in front of you. But instead, you just restlessly drum your fingers against the steering wheel, eyes sliding towards your watch again.

He is probably already home by now…, you think to yourself and bite down on your lower lip to keep yourself from smiling like an idiot. 

About twenty minutes later, you finally turn into your street and thankfully find a parking spot directly in front of your house. You almost tumble onto the sidewalk in your haste to get out of your car, basically jogging up the stairs to your apartment. You need a few seconds to insert your key into the keyhole as your hands are shaking with excitement. At last, you finally succeed and manage to unlock your front door, kicking off your shoes and jacket and running through the hallway and into the small living space. 

Your boyfriend is already sprawled on top of the couch, clad in comfy clothes, his hair still wet from the shower. He immediately sits up when hears you enter and you suppress a sob when you finally lay eyes on his handsome face. “Heejun.”, you only manage to say, voice strangled, and he breaks into his cheeky smile, jumping up and crossing the room in a few long strides. You meet him halfway and fling yourself into his arms, pressing your face against his broad chest. He chuckles and wraps both arms around you and kisses the top of your head a few times, until you finally lift your face to meet his hungry lips. You basically melt against him, drowning in his familiar scent and warmth. He smiles against your lips, gently cupping your chin and sliding his tongue into your mouth. 

When you break apart again, you’re both breathing heavily and smile at each other. “Hi.”, you whisper and he chuckles again. “Hi babe. I missed you.”, he replies in a hushed voice and nuzzles your nose with his. You snuggle even closer, inhaling deeply. “I missed you too. So, so much.”, you murmur against his neck and he shivers when your warm breath tickles his sensitive skin. “Oh, did you now? Really? I didn’t even realize… Your countless messages and phone calls were very misleading, apparently.”, Heejun teases you and you tickle his side, making him squeal and let go of you. You stick out your tongue at him and he laughs, gently grabbing your hand and dragging you towards the sofa. He sighs contently while flopping down on the couch, pulling you on top of him and wrapping both arms and legs around you, practically caging you in and squishing you against his chest. You giggle at his antics and bury your face in his neck, closing your eyes and enjoying his company. 

“Four weeks is just too long.”, you finally say, voice almost inaudible. Heejun hums in agreement. “I know, babe. But it’s part of my job.” You sigh deeply and press as soft kiss against his chest. “I know.”, you grumble and he giggles, sliding two fingers under your chin and gently lifting your face, kissing you again. “Want to order some food?”, he then asks and you nod, immediately reaching for your phone in the back pocket of your jeans. 

“Chinese?”, you inquire, opening the food delivery app, and your boyfriend smiles, nodding happily.  

Half an hour later, one of your favorite movies is playing on the tv and you’re indulging yourselves in the almost ridiculous amount of food you have ordered. Both your legs are slung over Heejun’s lap; you just need to be close to him in at least some way after the four seemingly endless weeks apart. After finally finishing the last spring roll, your boyfriend groans and stretches both arms above his head, contently patting his full stomach. “That was amazing - but maybe a bit much.”, he comments and you smile, poking his cheek with one finger. “Well, no one asked you to eat like a pig.”, you tease him and he shoots you a playful dark look. “Takes one to know one, I guess.”, he replies cheekily and you huff in mock annoyance. He giggles before suddenly wrapping both arms around your waist, hoisting you into his lap and pulling you close. You snuggle into his chest and sigh happily, content to just listen to his steady heartbeat for a few minutes. He begins to gently rub your back, pressing small kisses on top of your head from time to time. You feel yourself get drowsier with every second; feeling warm and blissful and just really happy to have your boyfriend back again. 

“I really missed you.”, Heejun suddenly whispers and you startle awake again, drawing back a bit to look at him. A small, loving smile plays on his lips and his dark eyes are soft when he gazes down at you. You cup his cheek and gently press your lips to his. “I know. But now we’ll have the next few weeks together... right?”, you inquire and lift one eyebrow, beginning to smile as soon as he nods in confirmation. “Exactly. I don’t plan on going anywhere soon.”, he replies und nuzzles your nose. “Good.”, you say and kiss him again, shifting on top of him so you can wrap both your legs around his waist, chests now pressed together. He buries one hand in your soft hair while the other slips under your shirt, gently caressing the soft skin of your waist, opening your mouth with his and sliding his tongue inside, deepening the kiss even more. 

You gasp and moan into his mouth when his hand under your shirt slips even higher, and begin to grind against him. Heejun draws back and looks at you, cheeks flushed and pupils dilated. “How about we take this to the bedroom?”, he asks, voice rough and low. You immediately nod and he stands up with you still in his arms, walking towards said room while leaving open mouthed kisses all over your sensitive neck, finally beginning to suck on your sweet spot. You gasp under his gentle ministration and bite down hard on your lower lip when you feel his bulge grind against your core. You tumble into bed together, his body pressing into yours at all the right places, his hands following the curves of your body until they gently cup your face again. 

Heejun’s dark eyes bore into yours, a soft smile on his lips. “I love you.”, he murmurs, gently brushing a few strands of hair out of your face. You return his smile and kiss him again. “I love you too.”, you whisper against his lips, before losing yourself to his touch; happy to be back in his arms again.

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knk reacts! you’re the daughter of maleficent

requested: Hi can you do a knk reaction to the reader being the daughter oh Maleficent? Something for Halloween 🎃 👻

admin: jade

genre: other (meaning idk where this goes LMAO)

youjin-

“you mean like maleficent maleficent...okay, good to know”

after you told him some things started to add up, especially when you’d be mad. it made him a little more aware to stay off your bad side.

seoham-

“wait for real?!”

he ultimately was shocked and couldn’t believe it, maybe because he was scared? maybe because he was just so confused at how he even met the daughter of maleficent

dongwon-

“oh, that’s nice,”

he honestly played along because he wasn’t sure if it was true or not. he also was too scared to find out if it was true.

inseong-

“uhhh yeah.. okay,”

he didn’t believe it and thought it was just a little prank you were pulling on him since it was halloween. maybe deep down he was a bit worried but he most definitely wouldn’t show it to you

jihun-

“uhhh what?”

he was beyond confused on if it was true or not. i mean you did have your times when you could be a little mean and he could add those together but at the same time it was around halloween you were telling him.

heejun-

“oh, when will i meet her?”

he honestly just smiled and nodded, he went along with whatever you told him after you told him about your mother.

[knkpsh]

heejun as your bf <3

a/n: omg this took so long im sorry 😔✊🏻 im still in the middle of midterms but i managed to squeeze this last knk bf post out !! pls enjoy uwu i’ll be starting vav at some point so look forward to that heh

• dating your best friend basically

• video games

• absolutely obliterates you at smash on the regular

• the bf that will not go easy on you in any games whatsoever isfkdjdkfk

• lets you steal his big flannels yassss

• you make him take out his guitar and sing for you all the time. your own personal busking session

• writes lil acoustic songs about u ;w;

• yall do crazy shit together like the hugs he made with donggu ISKDKFK

• a hand holder & the type to hold his hand at the small of your back or have his arm around your shoulders

• hes that bf that has a 6th sense for when youre about to ask for something ie. hes on his way home from practice and picks up your fave food

• he can be very Very cuddly and cute

• whenever he wears big hoodies hes subconsciously asking you to SNUGGLE. i do not take criticism

• on the other hand he can also be satan and very um ... suggestive to say the least

• BUT THATS NOT WHT THIS POST IS ABOUT . ANYWAY

• hes also satan in the sense that hes mischievous af. a prankster like inseong

• definitely pokes and tickles you just to see you suffer (he finds it funny & he also loves your laugh no matter how weird it is ISKSK)

• road trips and traveling with him would be very entertaining lmaoo you could be in the most boring long car ride ever but he would make it funny with his weird self or yall would talk about anything and everything

• you make him feel free & relaxed despite all the stress from the idol lifestyle

• feeds u

• makes you take his aesthetic bf pics

• and then you take aesthetic couple pics & he’ll take aesthetic pics of you too if you want

• probably spams your phone with memes

• you make memes of each other & the boys

• why do i feel like he’d make you come over for anime binge dates lmao

• loves it when you pick out outfits for him (at the store or from his own closet lol)

• y’all probably have a few couple items and i think he would let you choose what y’all would like to match

• like beanies or sweatshirts or smth

• lets you use his tiddies as a pillow.

• in conclusion,, hes the active lively funny sweet bf youve been waiting for uwu

“knk as your bf” series: jihun | seoham | dongwon | inseong | [heejun]

[moonimax]

Here's KNK's Heejun finally looking at the camera

after 1038282 years he's finally looking at the camera

[kpoprunsmylifenow]

Friends I Guess

Heejun x Reader

Angst

Summary: Don’t fall in love with your friends, it only makes things worse.

When you’d became friends with Heejun in middle school, you didn’t know he’d debut in a kpop group. But when you found out that he was a trainee, you supported him 100%. You’d hang out all the time and help him catch up with his work when he was having trouble.

After your first boyfriend broke up with you, he was there. Letting you cry on his shoulder and pulling you out of the house so you wouldn’t mope around alone. He even brought you food during school just to make sure you ate. It was the little things he did that made you fall in love with him.

When you met the rest of his group members, you were excited. You’d heard so much about them that you were nervous they wouldn’t like you. But when he introduced you, you fit right in. Seoham was over a foot taller than you, as was the rest of them, and they made to feel so welcome. That night was one of the funnest you’d had in a while.

When you’d started college, he still came around to make sure you ate or whatever. He made sure that you came by the studio when he was there to study in peace, since you roommate liked to blast music when they were studying.

There was a few times when people’d pick on you, saying that you acted more like partners than best friends. So Heejun decided to set the record straight.

“We’re just friends.” He laughed as you froze beside him. “We’ve been friends for too long to be anything other than that.” And his smile was so genuine that you had to look away. So that he couldn’t see your heart breaking for the second time in your life.  

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E-boy Heejun

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Dongwon can actually beat Jihun in a limbo competition

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Heejun (KNK): Another Fight, Another Stepping Stone

Genre: Angst w/ a fluffy ending

Requested: No

The crime scene was downstairs. The remains of the fight that occurred still stained the air. The words enflamed with anger. The tears. The shouting and yelling. But the remains of the hurt never stayed in the space of the living room. Instead, it traveled into you two’s hearts, having its way in its new home as you two sat on opposite sides of the door.

You locked yourself in you two’s shared bedroom. The pain had been too great, and the living room didn't feel like it was a big enough space to breathe. So you left. Heejun didn’t come after you. He, too, needed to breathe. But looking at your pain-filled eyes only made him feel as though he was drowning. He let you be for a half hour before he decided to check on you. However, he didn’t expect to be met with a locked door.

So, there you two were, sitting on opposite sides of the oak door. You were at war with yourself because you didn’t know how to get yourself to unlock the door and invite Heejun in. Heejun was in an internal battle because he didn’t know how to express that he’s sorry.

You think I need you in my life? I don’t!

Those vicious words whipped your brain repeatedly, refusing to be a distant memory. You closed your eyes, hoping for the noise in your head to cease. All you wanted was to let the pain go. But it was just too strong.

“You know I didn’t mean it right?”

You opened your eyes slowly, training them on the white curtain. It had dirt on the bottom.

“I’m not going to use anger as an excuse for why I said such a terrible thing. So, instead, I’m just gonna apologize for what I said.

“Y/n I love you so much it hurts when I’m not with you. You’re a part of me. So not being with you is like not being with myself. You’re my better half. You have qualities that I lack. You complete me, baby. And I’m sorry if I had you doubt that for a second.”

You shifted your position and laid your hand on the door. You rubbed the wood, imagining it as Heejun’s back.

“You complete me, too, Heejun.”

He sighed as if he was gifted his first drop of cold water after a long journey through the desert. To hear you say something so simple made him feel so much at once. Happiness. Love. Relief. He was sure he had hurt you to the point that you would refuse to be with him any longer. And he would have accepted it because hurting you was the very last thing he would think of doing.

“I still have things to change about myself, so please forgive me for being so hot-headed. I promise to be a calmer man for you.”

A small smile blessed your face. You licked your lips before speaking. “I also have some things to change about myself. I know you say I’m perfect but I do wish to change how much I expect from you. I need to be more understanding of your career and what it requires of you. I need to be your source of serenity, not your source of additional stress.”

Under the door, a pinky squeezed under the gap.

“Pinky promise that we’ll be better partners for each other?”

You chuckle softly, forever questioning how you became blessed with such a lovely boyfriend. You then reached your pinky out and intertwined it with his as best as you could.

“Pinky promise. I love you, Heejun.”

“I love you, too, babygirl.”

In relationships there are quarrels, and while they can be messy, they can be stepping stones toward growth. While some falter, others prosper. Like the white curtain with black spots decorating the hem, not every relationship is absolutely clean/mess-free, but that’s what makes a relationship.

So, as you two finally allowed yourselves to embrace each other, finally releasing any pain you had from the fight, you felt your bond strengthen. Nothing was perfect, but everything felt just right.

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Apartment 229 ; Heejun

Prompts: 11. “You’re warm.” and 19. “You look cute.” Characters: Oh Heejun / Reader Genre/Warnings: Fluff, (kind of) Enemies to Lovers!AU, Neighbour!AU, Non-Idol!AU, swearing, getting stuck in an elevator briefly??? Word Count: 4.4k (exactly 4.4k, it’s satisfying, haha) Admin: Jade

Masterlists || Ten Days to Christmas Prompt List || TDC/CNY Masterlist

you and oh heejun didn’t exactly get along

quite the opposite, really.

it was odd, strange and unknown, considering just how lovable of a person oh heejun really was.

he got along with everybody he knew, co-workers, relatives, landlords, neighbours.

everyone, really.

everyone except you, anyway.

it puzzled you beyond belief why he acted so differently around you.

was it something you did? something you said?

you had no clue and it didn’t appear like he was about to give you a ‘get out of jail’ card and clue you in

instead, he let you stay trapped in your little jail cell of confusion.

in your eyes, you really hadn’t done anything to wrong the man.

purposely, anyway.

you kept out of his way whenever you saw him in the halls.

you always returned his mail whenever it would accidentally get put in your mailbox.

at first, you’d make a point to politely greet him whenever you saw him.

so, you wondered often, why did oh heejun act the way he did?

when you became his neighbour, it was like his personality did a 180.

six months ago, you had moved into a new apartment building, one full of beautifully furnished loft apartments and kind staff.

the only thing you didn’t really like about the building, was the sudden lack of reception in the elevators.

the elderly couple who you met quite early on, the ones who lived to the left of your apartment, were always sweet to you -- even baking you ‘welcome to KNK Apartments!’ cookies which you forcefully ate the next day 

(you honestly didn’t like them that much, they were slightly burnt and too much salt was added, but of course you weren’t going to throw them away)

when you first met the couple, they told you wonderful things about the building, how even the residents were kind people

“especially the young man to your right,” one of them said when a fond smile, “always so kind. helps us carry our groceries y’know.”

they had spoken so highly of him, praising just about everything they could

just from that conversation, you knew that he was a talented singer, guitarist, soccer player, and about ten other things

after that, you subconsciously held high standards for the guy -- how couldn’t you after all they had said?

sometimes, you’d hear him through the thin walls of the apartment.

he often had friends or family over -- it was always loud and seemingly full of life

at first, it was a bit annoying, but you didn’t really want to go over just to tell them to keep it down.

you got used to it in just a few days, considering how often the rowdy men seemed to come over.

contrasting to his volume during the day, you were surprised when you heard him singing for the first time.

you had been doing dishes, the subtle sound of someone strumming a guitar flowing through the walls.

you thought you were imagining things, but when it got louder you realized it was your neighbour.

when he began to sing, his honey sweet voice accompanying his delicate playing, you stopped what you were doing.

his voice was clear and stable, even singing quietly he managed to sing in a range you could only dream of achieving.

his talent only you drew you in closer to a man you hadn’t even met.

when you did met him however, you were in for quite the shock.

you had been in the elevator, your view obscured by the boxes (two) you held in your arms

your mom had sent two boxes of some old belongings you still had in your family’s home.

once you got on your floor, you very quickly heard a group of males chattering, quite loudly at that.

before you could even react, you were bumped into.

it was as if the floor had moved beneath you, purposely making you fall back.

the boxes flew from you hands, not that you really noticed.

your eyes had screwed shut, prepared for the impact

when it came, you didn’t have much time to react to the slight sting on your tailbone, the palms of your hands burning from wear they had violently rubbed against the carpet,

instead, you heard a painful yell that took all of your attention away from your own pains.

opening your eyes, you hadn’t expected to see your box, the heaviest one, open, it’s contents spread messily down the hallway

what surprised you the most was where it had landed.

it was obvious, anyone could tell just by taking a look, that it had landed on of the men’s leg.

you gasped loudly at the sight, his leg curved in a way it shouldn’t be, his face scrunched up in pain as he bit his lip to hold back pained tears

the males around him were bustling about, fussing over you one moment and then their friend another.

the oldest, at least -- you assumed he was the oldest, took action and called an ambulance in the midst of panic.

“are you okay?” you asked dumbly, rushing over to his slightly convulsing form.

the injured man glared at you before letting his head fall back to exude another groan

“do i look okay to you?” he hissed, his shaky hands hovering over his injury

the next five minutes passed like a blur, with you worriedly looking to the man, guilt washing over your entire being

when paramedics came rushing out the elevator, pulling a gurney out with them, you were forced to back away and let them take hold of the situation

watching the men and the medics disappear behind closing elevator doors made you feel suffocated.

you sat in the hallway, in shock over what had happened.

you had just broken someone’s leg.

you had just broken someone’s leg.

at that moment, the reality of the situation really set in.

the world around you spun wildly out of control, making you feel dizzy and nauseated.

you only got up once a resident had seen you and pulled you onto your feet, a mouthful of words tumbling from their lips.

you couldn’t hear him until he shook you ‘awake’, another bout of “are you okay?” coming from him.

you lazily nodded, blinking rapidly as you steadied yourself.

thanking him, you quietly collected your things before going down to your apartment.

the next time you saw him, it was by coincidence about a fortnight later.

after grabbing your mail, you noticed an unfamiliar name among the pile.

“Delivered to: Oh Heejun, Tenant Of KNK Apartments, Apartment No. 229″

229?

you were in 228, so this ‘oh heejun’ guy must’ve been the one the couple had told you about. 

honestly, you had never seen him exit or enter his apartment, you had no idea what he looked like.

truthfully, you hadn’t exactly been keen to meet your neighbours lately.

not after what had happened.

you couldn’t even apologize, you had no clue as to where the man lived.

minutes later, you found yourself standing in front of apartment 229.

you felt kind of nervous, your hands refusing to still themselves as you knocked on the oak wood door, your foot tapping against the beige carpet.

“coming!” a voice had yelled out.

it sounded familiar to you, but you couldn’t exactly figure out why in the few seconds it took for him to get to the door.

when the door swung open, it hit you.

literally.

the door had, at full force, hit your face

you stumbled backward a bit, covering your entire face as you hunched over.

“shit, i’m so sorry!” the man said quickly

when you looked up, you froze.

the dull pain in your nose seemingly went away the moment you laid eyes on him, and in turn, his crutches.

you almost couldn’t believe your ‘luck.’

oh heejun had just hit you in the face with his door.

and two weeks ago, you had broken his leg.

a look of recognition flashed in his eyes, and the apologetic look he once wore went away slowly.

“oh. it’s you.”

you winced at his disdainful tone. you didn’t say much -- you kind of deserved it, after all you had broken one of his bones.

“how’s your leg?” you asked after a moment of silence, your voice unsteady, shaking as you spoke.

heejun deadpanned before moving to close the door.

you were quick to stop him, slamming your hand against the surface to stop him from shutting it.

“wait!”

you hurriedly handed him the envelope that had been in your slot.

“i just wanted to return this,” you said, keeping your voice low.

heejun’s eyes scanned over the envelope for a quick second.

you hadn’t expected him to yank it out of your hands, but that’s what he did, a look of vexation apparent on his face now.

“thanks, you can go.”

he tried to close the door once again, but you stopped it.

“wait!” you repeated, wanting to put in another word.

“what?” he spat, looking completely and utterly annoyed with you for keeping his door open twice.

“i wanted to apologize for dropping a box on your leg...” your words slowly got faster as you spoke, faster yet quieter.

he only scoffed before gently pulling you away from the door and slamming it shut.

you flinched at the loud noise and sighed.

dejectedly, you headed back to your apartment.

the next time you saw him, it was during the holidays.

the entire building was decorated with festive decor, to the point where green and red had started to becoming a frustrating colour combination.

you couldn’t go anywhere in the building without seeing at least one decoration, each coloured boldly with the two.

“be careful going up,” a bellhop had told you, watching you enter the elevator. “it’s getting colder and some of the cables are malfunctioning.” he said with a sigh. “i tell ‘em to get it fixed every year, but do they listen? nope!”

his little monologue was the last you heard before the elevator doors shut.

you contemplated getting out, not wanting to get stuck in the elevator.

but then you remembered that you lived on the twelfth floor.

after a long day at work (or school) you really didn’t want to climb twelve flights of stairs.

shrugging, you pressed the button going to the twelfth floor.

not even a minute later, the elevator stopped, the doors opening on the fifth floor.

you froze when you saw heejun walk toward you, his attention on his phone as he entered the elevator.

you said nothing, keeping your mouth shut as he leaned against the elevator wall

to your complete dismay, the elevator lurched, groaning as it’s cables stopped, as if they had gotten tangled pulling up the elevator box.

the sudden stop made both you and heejun lose balance, both of you luckily grabbing onto the sidebars before either of you could fall.

then, a voice rang through the intercom

“this elevator has abruptly stopped --”

heejun scoffed, “like we couldn’t tell,” he mumbled.

“-- a repair crew is on it’s way to fix this. please stay calm, the procedure may take a while.”

you didn’t talk, keeping your back to heejun in hopes he didn’t recognize you and suddenly get angry with you.

he didn’t have his crutches anymore, but he still had a brace on.

the sight made you frown, guilt still hitting you even a month after the fact.

he hadn’t exactly accepted your last apology.

your attempts at hiding your face were futile, as the walls all shone and reflected like a mirror would.

heejun glanced over at you, a frown overtaking his neutral expression

after a few minutes, he let out a sigh and slid down the wall he leaned against, cautious of how he moved his leg.

you stayed standing, tracing the buttons on the wall to distract yourself.

heejun noticed this fairly quickly, having already been looking at you, and shook his head.

“you act like you’re scared of me.”

you jumped, not expecting the sudden comment.

“look. i may not like you a lot, but that doesn’t mean i’m going to bite your head off.”

you just nodded, your fingers still idly tracing.

when you didn’t even spare a glance at him, he exhaled deeply.

great, you thought, by doing nothing, i’ve annoyed him even further.

half an hour had passed, the elevator wasn’t working and your foot had fallen asleep.

ten minutes into your silence, heejun had just leaned back and closed his eyes.

you had no idea if he was sleeping or not, nor were you particularly willing to find out.

when the tingling feeling in your foot got too much, you sat down opposite of heejun.

he must’ve noticed, because his eyes opened momentarily to look at you before closing again.

the elevator was dead silent, even the sounds of your breathing seemingly muffled under all of your thoughts.

you really did want to make amends with heejun -- after all, he didn’t like you because of an accident.

you also still felt really bad for breaking someone’s leg.

he just assured you that he didn’t want to bite your head off, so he couldn’t dislike you that much, could he?

“how’s your leg doing..?” you asked after contemplating.

heejun opened his eyes again, looking at you with a raised brow as if he was saying ‘really?’

when he didn’t answer you hung your head.

“it’s healing.” he mumbled after a minute or two. “i’ll be off the brace in a week or two.”

you nodded, a rush of relief fanning you.

“i’m... really sorry about that.”

“i know.”

the elevator went silent again, your hands fiddling with the hem of your shirt.

“you know, if the situation was different, i wouldn’t be so... off with you for breaking my leg.”

you blinked.

“... what?”

heejun sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “the week you broke my leg was when i was going to participate in a soccer tournament, a really big one. the prize for winning was a lot of money and i was set on buying plane tickets for my parents so they could travel for their anniversary.”

you frowned. now you felt even worse after hearing that.

“my team did end up winning, but it wasn’t really the same. i still got prize money, but it was dissatisfying considering i hadn’t done anything to earn it.

if you had broken my leg even the week after, i would’ve been okay.”

you pursed your lips.

how were you even supposed to respond to that?

‘sorry, i’ll try harder with my timing next time.’

like ???

before you could even mutter another word, the elevator shook, making a loud groan as it pulled back into motion.

it only took a few seconds to reach the twelfth floor, and before you could even blink heejun was already on his feet and limping out the door.

you quickly got out of the elevator before it could close, wanting to rush over to apologize again, but heejun was surprisingly quick and disappeared behind his door.

after that moment in the elevator, heejun kind of just didn’t bother with you.

he no longer sent irritated glares your way, no longer bumped into you in the hallway -- he even held the elevator doors open for you when you were running late.

(usually, he’d just let the doors close.)

the sudden change, to you, was odd.

you had gotten so used to his vexation toward you, so his abrupt neutrality about you was weird.

he even smiled at you when he locked eyes with you in the building’s foyer.

in all honestly, that smile did things to you.

he looked sweet, even though his smile was brief.

your first thought was how soft he looked.

why had that simple smile made your heart race?

that’s when you noticed it,

you saw him more often, he would venture in and out of his apartment and random times, more often than he did before.

you saw him, occasionally, in the foyer with his friends (the ones who were with him when you broke his leg) laughing and talking excitedly.

even his laugh was nice to hear.

it was cute, how it was loud and clear before he would suddenly take in a breath (a bit comically, yes, but still cute.)

once, he even saw you looking at him.

when he met your eyes, he looked even flustered for a moment before regaining his composure and smiling at you, his hand lifting to wave slightly.

his sudden attention on you made his friends turn, all of them looking surprised to see you.

“ah, you’re the one who broke his leg!” one of them exclaimed in amusement. “we’ve heard a--”

before he could continue, heejun lunged over the table that had separated them to cover his friend’s mouth.

holding back a laugh, you continued your way to your loft.

nothing on earth could’ve prepared you for the next time you saw heejun. absolutely nothing.

along with the new year came an insane cold. it was freezing every single day after the year changed.

even with your heater on and even when you were buried under blankets and layers upon layers of clothes, the cold still managed to creep in and hug you in its frigid embrace.

needless to say, you were suffering in the first week of the new year.

to make it better, the heater had broken, something you discovered quite quickly after coming home.

your entire loft was so cold, it would be warmer to just sleep in the hallway. 

even though the heaters were weak as hell out there, it’d still be warmer than your apartment.

you called maintenance, but you were told that they’d only be able to come in and repair the heater at 8:30 the next morning -- numerous other tenants had complained about broken heaters and the team was swamped in repairs.

shivering, you locked your door, as you crept out into the hallway.

you didn’t seriously want to stay out there, but where else could you go?

all of your friends lived miles away, on the other side of town, and you didn’t have a car nor did you want to take a bus just to be warm.

after a few moments of hopping back and forth, thinking of what you could do, the elevator dinged.

you paid no mind to it, too focused on your internal struggle.

“did you lock yourself out?” a familiar voice asked, sounding equally amused and concerned.

when you looked over your shoulder, you hadn’t expected to see heejun.

shaking your head, you raised your keys. “no,” you clarified, “my heater broke and it’s not getting fixed until 8:30.”

heejun’s brows raised, his eyes drifting down to his phone to check the time.

“so, what’re you going to do for the next ten hours and fifteen minutes?”

you sighed with a shrug.

heejun nodded, before fumbling with his own keys.

“you could... stay at my place. my heater’s fine.”

the moment he finished his sentence, heejun seemed to realize what he had just asked and flushed.

“you don’t have to if you don’t want to,” he rushed, “you’re probably still uncomfortable with me--”

“i would rather stay with you than in the hallway, heejun.”

your wording only made him more flustered, a nervous chuckle escaping his throat. “okay just,” he glanced at your door, “pack whatever you need and come over when you’re done.”

you couldn’t even respond before he was rushing inside his apartment

his behaviour made you laugh, a smile etching itself onto your features.

you thought it was endearing, how his cheeks bloomed a rosy pink and how he tried to laugh off his embarrassment.

listening to his words, you packed the essentials in a small bag before heading over to heejun’s.

when you got there, he was sitting on his couch, his sleeves rolled up as he tuned his guitar.

the sight made you smile slightly, without even realizing it.

he looked so in his element, even just performing a simple act.

the air around him was calm, unlike the usual upbeat aura he exuded throughout the day

so this is the singer i hear at night.

“ah, you’re here,” he piped after noticing you in the doorway, his hands quick to put the instrument away.

standing up, he walked over to you, his back straighter than normal.

“you can sleep in the master,” he told you, “i’ll just sleep on the couch.”

you raised a brow, “you don’t have a guest room or anything?”

looking around, you noted that his loft was pretty identical to yours, aside from decor and furniture placement, and you had a guest room (that was never used.)

heejun chuckled, boring into your eyes as he explained. “i kind of turned it into a recording studio.”

your eyes widened, an impressed expression painting itself across your face. “you record?”

heejun only nodded, before guiding you to the master.

“this is it,” he announced, pushing the door open.

the room was simple, slightly messy but not horribly so.

heejun lingered for a moment, his eyes glancing over to you, before he excused himself.

“it’s late,” he commented, “so sleep soon.” with that, he left.

you sighed, the warmth of the room relaxing you. it appeared as though his heater was much more effective than yours was, before it broke anyway.

after changing and brushing your teeth, you climbed onto the bed.

you noticed a stuffed bear on the other side of the bed, smiling at the sight of it before propping it up against the other pillows.

surprising to no one, the room smelled like heejun.

you tried to sleep, tired from the day’s activities, but for some reason you couldn’t.

then, you heard it.

the gentle strumming of his guitar, the soft hums.

you recognized the tune right away -- he often played it. (you’ve fallen asleep to it numerous times.)

when he began to sing, his voice lower than usual, probably trying to keep his voice down, you found yourself drifting off to sleep faster than you’ve ever before.

even in a different room, you felt closer and the blissful notes swayed under the door and into the master bedroom effortlessly, lulling you to sleep.

a few hours later, you heard footsteps.

at first, you were alarmed, forgetting about your environment.

then, after realizing you weren’t in your apartment but in heejun’s, you relaxed.

you could hear the sink running and glasses clinking, but sun hadn’t begun to poor in through the windows yet.

rolling over, you checked your phone, squinting at the blinding light that emitted from it.

‘03:49 AM’

what was he doing up so early?

shrugging it off, you tried to fall asleep.

however, the door opened suddenly, making you jump.

to your surprise, a sleepy, half-asleep looking heejun came bumbling into the room, his eyes shut as he dragged his feet to the bed

“... heejun ..?”

he seemingly didn’t hear you, plopping onto the bed without a word

you stared wide eyed at his relaxed face, his arms lazily pulling the blanket over himself.

was he... sleepwalking?

did he not even realize that he had just gotten into bed with you?

you were mentally freaking out, unsure of what to do, when -- to make it better -- heejun suddenly reached out.

he pulled you close, up against his chest and his face buried itself in the crook of your neck

you let out an indescribable noise, your hands clenching in shock

w h a t

gently, you tried to pry his arms away without waking up, but to no avail.

what do you even do when you’re suddenly ‘cuddling’ with the cute boy next door?

realizing that you weren’t getting out of his embrace anytime soon, you stopped struggling

you sighed, at least trying to shift away

needless to say, that didn’t work.

“heejun,” you whispered, poking his cheek

he didn’t answer.

“heejun...”

...

“heejun!”

that only seemed to make things ‘worse’ as he brought you even closer.

somewhere along the line, you fell asleep

you woke up earlier than heejun in the morning, streams of light flowing into the room, effectively waking you up.

you were still very close to heejun.

instead of trying to get away, your still tired state decided to ogle at him.

to anyone with eyes, it was obvious that oh heejun wasn’t anything short of breathtaking.

even now, in the morning, he still managed to look good.

his hair, though ruffled and messy, looked like perfection on him, out of his face.

“you look cute, checking me out in the morning.”

your eyes widened when you realized heejun had been awake.

and he caught you

checking him out.

you would’ve loved it if the world had swallowed you up right then and there, wanting to just disappear.

“i wasn’t...” you trailed off, knowing it’d be useless to argue when you really were just checking him out.

heejun chuckled, a lot more laid back than he was before. “you’re warm,” he commented.

he pulled himself away from you, though he made no movement to get out of bed, continuing to just look at you.

“what’re you looking at?”

“you.”

“obviously, but why?”

“you were looking at me,” he shrugged, as much as he could in his position, “so i get to look at you.” he gave you a cheeky grin.

you rolled your eyes.

“i don’t even know your name.”

you blinked, furrowing your brows. he didn’t?

“it’s not everyday i cuddle with someone i don’t even know the name of, you know.”

you laughed, “i could say the same. it’s [Y/N], though.”

he nodded, repeating your name a few times. “it’s nice.”

it was silent.

if someone told you, five months ago, that you’d be sleeping in the same bed as oh heejun, you would’ve laughed in their face.

back then, heejun made it quite clear that he didn’t like you after what had happened.

but then, somewhere along the way, he warmed up to you.

he forgave you.

you changed too, after that night in the elevator your view on oh heejun as a person changed.

he wasn’t this person who hated you anymore.

but then...

who was he to you?

as you lay in bed side by side, merely looking at one another, you let yourself smile.

you could find that out later.

[kpophours]

Closer (M)

➵ KNK: Heejun x fem. reader / one shot, boyfriend AU / fluff, smut / REQUESTED

➵ warnings: explicit mentions of sex (fingering, slight body worship)

➵ word count: 1.7k

➵ prequel: Back Again

You groan, slowly making your way up the four flights of stairs towards your apartment. Work had been frustrating and rather annoying today, and you want nothing more than to finally be back in your boyfriend’s arms. You are also really hungry and feel like crying - you took over most of your co-worker’s customers, as Alex had called in sick today. All in all, today has been very stressful, upsetting and just... too much.

You fumble with your keys for a few seconds, feeling exhaustion wash over you, until you finally manage to unlock your front door, kicking off your shoes and jacket and shuffling towards the kitchen. You definitely need food or else you’ll probably burst into tears. When you enter the kitchen, you see your boyfriend standing in front of the stove, singing along to the loud music while handling some pots and pans, a kitchen towel slung over his shoulder. You lean against the doorframe, crossing your arms and watching him for a few seconds. He finally turns around and screams when he sees you, pressing one hand over his heart. He just continues to stare at you, shock eminent on his face. You giggle at his dramatic reaction and quickly walk towards him, wrapping both arms around his waist and kissing him sweetly. 

“Hi babe.”, you greet him innocently, lip twitching. He shoots you a playful glare, before returning your hug and nuzzling your nose with his. “I didn’t hear you come in.”, he murmurs and you wiggle both eyebrows at him. “I’m a ninja. Well, and your music is rather loud.”, you explain and he pulls a funny face, before giving you a deep, long kiss. You chuckle against his lips and finally draw back, curiously looking at the pots and pans. “What are you making for dinner?”, you ask, sniffing the air. “Pasta.”, Heejun answers and looks over his shoulder towards the stove, “But it’s not finished yet.” He then gives you a critical once-over, taking in your worn-out expression and the dark circles under your eyes. “Can you take over for a few minutes? I’ll be back in a sec.”, he asks and, before you’re able to protest, hurries out of the kitchen. You just sigh, muttering a few curses under your breath. But still, you reach for the wooden spoon and continue to stir the sizzling sauce. 

You mindlessly hum along to the music, getting lost in thought while watching the water boil. You jump, when Heejun’s arms suddenly wrap around your waist to pull you back against his chest. He leaves soft kisses all over your neck which makes your knees buckle, and you lean against him, eyes closing in bliss. “I ran you a bath.”, he then murmurs into your ear and you turn around to face him, surprise written all over your face. “I… thank you.”, you finally reply, almost tearing up a bit. He just smiles and kisses the tip of your nose. “You look stressed. And upset. So I thought you could really need this.”, he explains quietly and you give him a soft smile, quickly kissing his cheek before leaving the kitchen to go to the bathroom. 

Heejun has lit a few candles around the room, basking it in golden light and the soft scent of vanilla. The gentle sounds of a piano fill the room and you smile - he even put on one of your favorite playlists to help you relax. You sigh, already feeling much better thanks to his kindness. You quickly undress and sink into the warmth of the water, closing your eyes and letting the soft music wash over you.  

You almost don’t hear Heejun enter the bathroom a few minutes later, only the slight creak of the door warns you of his presence. You open your eyes again, shooting him a questioning look. He just smiles and continues to come closer, sinking to the bathroom floor and placing one arm over the rim of the bathtub, beginning to play with the water. “Feeling better?”, he then asks, voice hushed, and you nod, giving him a small smile. “Very much so, thank you. I really needed this.”, you reply, leaning back and closing your eyes again. Heejun begins to hum along to the soft sounds of the piano, and you feel his hand slip deeper into the water, ghosting over your thigh. Almost instantly, goosebumps begin to rise all over your body and you release a shaky breath. 

For a few minutes, he just continues his gentle caresses, until his hand dips between your legs. You bite down on your lower lip to stifle a moan. His fingers teasingly circle your entrance, before you open your eyes and shoot him a pleading look. He cocks one eyebrow, but finally relents and pushes one finger inside you. You gasp at the feeling, one hand gripping the rim of the bathtub, while your eyes close again. After inserting a second finger, Heejun begins to pump them in and out of you, his thumb circling your clit and drawing gentle patterns against it. When your breathing gets faster, breathy moans spilling from your lips, he murmurs soft encouragements, telling you over and over again how beautiful you look like this. 

You finally grab his arm, needing to hold onto him when you suddenly shatter around his fingers, his name leaving your lips as a soft gasp. He guides you through your orgasm, gently brushing your hair out of your face. When you begin to squirm under his ministrations, already feeling overstimulated, he immediately withdraws his fingers, hands coming up to your face to cup your cheeks. He guides your face towards his and kisses you deeply, making you sigh against his lips. “Th- that was amazing.”, you whisper and he chuckles, raising one eyebrow in a cocky manner. “Oh, we’re not finished yet, baby.”, he replies cheekily and before you’re able to say anything, he suddenly hoists you out of the bathtub and into his arms. You squeal and laugh, playfully smacking his chest. “I’m wet, you idiot!”, you complain and he grins, wiggling his eyebrows. “Oh, believe me - I know.” You roll your eyes, feeling a blush spread over your cheeks. “That’s not what I meant.”, you grumble and he presses another kiss against your lips, cutting you off. He finally releases you again and wraps a towel around your body, before pulling you with him towards the bedroom. 

He gently lays you on top of the white sheets, hovering above you and gazing at you with warm, dark eyes. “You’re so beautiful, do you know that?”, he murmurs, cupping your cheek again and leaning closer to kiss you once more. You smile against his lips, wrapping both legs around his waist and pressing his bulge against your core. He groans into your mouth, rocking his hips and grinding against you. The towel slips away from you and his hands begin to travel over the curves of your body - it feels like they are everywhere at once. 

“I want to see you too.”, you whine when he draws back to stare at you again, and he chuckles at your bratty tone. He sits back on his knees and quickly pulls his shirt over his head. You sigh when you take in his chiseled chest and lean muscles, gaze continuing to travel lower. You raise one eyebrow when you see his rather prominent bulge. “Well, the pants have to go as well.”, you finally say and Heejun smirks, before getting up from the bed and continuing to undress. When he’s finally fully naked, he joins you back on the bed and pulls you into his arms again, kissing you deeply while his fingers draw gentle patterns against the soft skin of your naked waist. He rolls himself on top of you and slips between your legs, all without breaking the kiss. You moge your hips and his cock slips between your slick folds without entering you yet. Heejun finally draws back so you can both catch your breath again, before reaching into the drawer of your nightstand. 

A few seconds later, he has already rolled a condom over his length, pumping his cock a few times, before raising one eyebrow in a silent question. You nod, biting down on your lip, and he carefully sinks into you, making you moan at the sensation of him slowly filling you, clenching around his length and girth. When Heejun finally bottoms out, he gives you a few seconds to adjust, before pulling almost all the way out just to sink into you again, his rhythm slow yet intense. He locks eyes with you while intertwining your fingers, repeating over and over again how beautiful you look like this, your name spilling from his lips like a soft prayer. 

You close your eyes when you feel your second high approaching and fist one hand into the bedsheets beneath you. “H-Heejun, I’m close.”, you finally whimper and he hooks one of your legs over his shoulder, slinging the other one around his waist and deepening his angle even further. He keeps rolling his hips against yours while his thumb begins to draw circles against your clit, and you feel your whole body tightening. You moan his name when you finally shatter around him again, back arching under his never-ending ministrations, almost whimpering from the overstimulation. Heejun picks up the pace a bit, chasing his own high until he spills into the condom, coming to a halt and collapsing on top of you. You sigh contently, body feeling tired yet blissful, and gently run your fingers through his soft hair. He lifts his head to kiss you, tongue sliding into your mouth. 

When he draws back again, he’s smiling. “So, you’re ready for some pasta now?”, he asks and wiggles both eyebrows, making you laugh and playfully smack his shoulder. “Yes, you pig.”, you reply teasingly and he chuckles, pressing one last kiss against your lips before pulling out of you and discarding of the condom. 

Before leaving the bedroom, he gazes over his shoulder and back at you, his expression soft. “I love you.”, he murmurs and you give him a gentle smile. “I love you, too.”

[masterlist] | [requests] 

[ceceliinee]

Imagine Sanha pulling a Heejun and starts to upload videos of him playing the guitar and singing covers on instagram.

[ahgasetay]

knk m.list

Imagines

Jihun

Seoham

Dongwon

a perfect set up | wine to blood

Inseong

Heejun

Youjin

Fake texts

Dongwon- sexting(m)

[walnut-kyun]

Heejun: what are your kinks?

Seoham: support and respect from people who love me as much as I love them

Heejun:

Heejun: corny. anyways, I like being choked