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moonhoures · 2 years ago

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All Of Me

🕷️ kinktober — day 7: breeding kink / creampie 🕸️

pairing: jooheon (monsta x) + reader (afab/fem)

genre: idol!au, mild angst, fluff, smut

warnings: 18+, minors do not interact, explicit smut, established relationship, unprotected sex, creampie, mention of pregnancy (but no actual pregnancy), mention of joo’s military enlistment

word count: ~2.1k

synopsis: you and your idol bf tenderly enjoy one more night together before his enlistment

a/n: dedicating this to my fav jooheon stan @carronpatrick 💕 hope you enjoy it 🫂 also, there’s not much of a breeding kink aspect to this, i’ve realized, so i removed that from the tagline 🙃

posted: october 7, 2023

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So here it was. The day you had been dreading ever since you and Jooheon first started dating. On top of dealing with the hardships of dating an idol—a very successful and famous one at that—you also had to deal with his leaving for military service. He reminded you of it every once in a while, and for the longest time it felt so far away. But now the day had arrived on your doorstep with no remorse, no empathy.

“Don’t look so sad,” your boyfriend tried to lighten the mood as you two sat at the edge of your bed. He had come over to spend the night with you and pick up some of his things from your apartment. He was set to leave for his enlistment two days from now, so this was the last day you had him all to yourself until he would go, “Eighteen months will pass faster than you think. And it’s not like we won’t be able to see or talk to each other.”

“I know,” you put all your energy into speaking with no sign of distress, but your voice betrayed you with a wobble. Jooheon frowned a little, resting his arm around your shoulders as you started to sniffle and tears pricked at your eyes.

“I’ll talk to you as often as I can. That’s a promise. You remember I made you that promise the first year we dated,” he reminded you of that night. Of course, the memory was engrained in your mind like a movie you had just seen yesterday—most of your memories with him were. You recalled you two sitting on the couch, sipping on some beer and eating take-out. He had just finished a media run for Monsta X’s most recent comeback, and he had finally got a night off to spend with you. The topic of his enlistment came up and brought down the mood, but somehow Jooheon always knew what to say to make you feel better.

“_________, I promise, on everything I own and love, that during my enlistment I will use any means and any time I have to talk to you, first and foremost,” even a little tipsy, with his hands jokingly on his chest and in the air (respectively), he managed to say those words so sincerely. You had no choice but to trust his words back then. And even now, you trusted him with everything you had.

“I feel so dumb for crying. It’s not like you’re leaving forever,” you wiped your eyes with the back of your hands, and the smallest smile finally cracked your lips when his laugh sounded from beside you.

“Exactly,” he said, “I’ll be back sooner than you think. And I’ll be sure to set aside lots of time just for us. Just for you,” he corrected himself, pressing a kiss to your head. When you looked up at him, his eyes softened at the redness and teariness in your own. His hand reached up to hold your chin still while he leaned down to give you a tender kiss.

It was a wonder that Jooheon always knew what to say in every situation, but especially without saying anything at all. It was like he spoke with his body language too. Because the kiss he gave you then seemed to whisper it’ll be okay. His other hand holding your waist assured you i’ll always be here when you need me, even if i’m not physically here. The way he rested his forehead against yours after pulling away said i’ll always be yours.

“When you get back-” you started speaking tentatively, and to your surprise, your words came out more confident than before, “-we’re not leaving this bed for a few days, at least. You understand?”

His brows raised and his dimples made an appearance as he chuckled. He nodded, biting his lip subtly before replying, “I was already planning on that. Make sure you have the condoms stocked when I get back.”

As he leaned in for another kiss, your hands were holding onto the fabric of his shirt, feebly attempting to keep him closer, “But I wanna feel you when you get back. Not latex.”

You tried not to smirk against his lips when you felt a low rumble from his chest into his throat.

“Fuck, don’t get me started, _______,” he whined, his hand already going back to your face. His fingers caressed your jaw as his eyes traced between your eyes and lips. Everything in him was begging to have you in that moment.

“Come on, Joo. One more time before you go?” you breathed out against his cheek in between the kisses you pressed to it.

You could feel his breathing getting heavier, and one glance at his lap let you know he was at least considering it. You tested the waters by leaning down and kissing under his jaw, his weak spot. You hummed, “Please.”

Your boyfriend merely groaned in response before he was taking your face in his hands, bringing your lips to his in an abrupt, smashing kiss. He took control easily, you always melted into putty in his hands. You molded to him in any way he manipulated you. He had eased you onto your back, your thighs at the edge of the bed as he continued to make out with you fervently.

Despite how tender and careful he was in his touches, there was an underlying, waiting sense of ferociousness. Like he was waiting for the perfect moment to unleash on you. And you couldn’t wait for the moment to come. You tried to coax it from him, using your fingers to grip at his back. You urged him closer with the rocking of your hips, with the nudging of your feet against his ass. He simply chuckled at your attempts, finding you cute when you were so desperate for him.

He whispered sweet nothings to you as you both discarded your clothing, utters of how beautiful you looked. How good you would feel. How he already couldn’t wait to come back even though he hadn’t left yet. Before the sadness could settle in you again, you were moaning at the feeling of his bare cock resting over your pelvis. His lips peppered kisses all over your chest as his hand pumped his erection in preparation for you. He smiled to himself when you started to move your hips up, quietly exhorting him to fuck you.

“Are the condoms still in the drawer?” he asked you, starting to peel himself away so he could go get them.

You stopped him, hands holding onto his biceps for dear life, “We don’t need to use them. If this is the last time we do this before you go, I want to feel you, Jooheon. Just you.”

Your boyfriend’s dick twitched, and he leaned back down to capture your lips again. He was so whipped for you. His heart skipped a beat when he felt your body pressed up against his. When he heard the sounds you made for him. When he felt how wet you were already. His fingertips swiped up your slit, and he relished in the airy moans you let out before he circled your clit.

“I can’t wait to feel you wrapped around me,” he said, watching your resolve crumble beneath his touch, “It’s been so long since we did it raw.”

It was; over a year, in fact. And it nearly didn’t happen at all. The two of you were getting hot and heavy in his car one day on a road trip, and had gotten to the best part before realizing neither of you had a condom on you. After a minute of panic, you decided to say fuck it and went through with your actions anyway. But you lived in anxiety afterwards. You weren’t really nervous about getting pregnant with Jooheon’s kid, though being pregnant at all did make your stomach sink. But you were more so nervous about tarnishing Jooheon’s career and/or reputation. You wouldn’t be able to live with yourself if you were the cause of such turmoil. Luckily, you didn’t fall pregnant, but you two swore not to do it with condom again until you were both sure that’s what you wanted to do. Now just felt right.

“I want to feel you,” you repeated eagerly, getting impatient. You could feel him lining up at your entrance, his hand still stroking his erection.

“You’ll feel me, baby. All of me.”

Boy, did you. You sucked in a breath as he sunk between your folds, filling you to the brim with his thick length. You watched his face screw up with a disgruntled expression as he felt your tight walls constrict him. He forgot how good you felt like this.

“Holy shit,” he grunted.

You smiled, urging him to start thrusting by pulling on his waist with your hands. Your nails lightly dug into his skin. He hissed while he pulled out, barely keeping his tip in before thrusting back into you slowly. His hips bucked into yours in a growing rhythm. Heavy breaths and the sounds of wet kissing surrounded you two. It was like the two of you made lustful music when you made love. That’s what it always was with him. “Fucking” didn’t sound right to Jooheon. If he was going to have sex with you, he was going to pour in every ounce of his love and appreciation for you that he could muster.

He drilled into you, but his lips were soft and smooth in the way they touched your body, wherever they could reach. He made sure to tell you how good you made him feel and how well you took him. Little did you know that it was mostly because he could feel the effect it had on you. Every touch, every kiss, every word had your insides fluttering, your pussy clenching on him as if he would disappear if you didn’t. In a way, he was going to disappear, you supposed.

“I’m going to miss you so much,” you pouted, feeling that sinking sensation in your stomach as you felt tears welling up in your eyes again.

Jooheon’s hips faltered as he made eye contact with you. His orbs began to mirror yours briefly before he pulled himself together. He continued to thrust into you, softer than before, “I’ll miss you so much more, trust me. I’m gonna think about you every second of every day. Gonna count down the minutes until I can see you again.”

“Joo,” you moaned as you felt your climax building in your lower belly. Your leg muscles were tensing up from the impending sensation.

“Baby,” he whimpered, on the brink of his own release. This was the only bad part of not using a condom; you felt too good. There was no way in hell he could last as long as he usually did. All he could do was hope that you would want round two, and maybe a round three, or four . . .

“Want you to cum inside.”

“I will,” he nodded, eyelids closing tight as he shuddered. He was so close, “Gonna take it all?”

“Mhm,” you hugged around his shoulders, drawing him close until his forehead was on yours. He pressed a haphazard kiss to your nose out of passion, and you chuckled softly.

“Fuc-“ he couldn’t even finish before he was cumming, painting your core. He shook under your touch, his strength wavering under the weight of his orgasm. “Holy shit, that feels so good. You feel so good. I wish you could feel this the way I do.”

Your head was spinning from the way he talked you through it. You could only moan out his name as you came after him, his warmth filling you up sending you over the edge, “Oh my God.”

“That’s it,” he kissed your neck, then he leaned down to hug you properly. It felt oddly nice having his body weight on you, like a comforting blanket.

You would miss this. Not just the love-making, but all of it. Him. You would miss him. It was hard enough being away from him most days due to his job, but having him be unavailable for long periods of time was going to be a form of hell. All you wanted to do was have him like this all the time. All to yourself. You wanted to be able to kiss him and hold him whenever you felt like it. You didn’t want to worry about him up and leaving at any time for any reason. You wanted to have him completely. Was it still selfishness if it was out of pure, uncontainable love?

“Eighteen months,” you didn’t realize you had said it out loud until Jooheon pulled away to regard you with a crestfallen nod.

“Eighteen months,” he confirmed. You prayed that it would be the fastest year and six months of your life.

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silv3rswirls · 1 year ago

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Their s/o likes to play with their hair

Requests are open!

Notes: sorry this is so late anon! I took a little break from requests, but I’m so glad you enjoy my writing. I hardly ever get requests for the boys but I’m so happy when I do! 💕

Anon asks: Hi, I saw that you opened the requests for the boys from MX, I have a lot of ideas but I don't want to be a bother 😅, so I just picked the one I thought was the most adorable: Like how would they react when you pet and play with their hair? Do they get sleepy, feel calmer, or just get annoyed that you messed up their hairstyle? Lol Also, thank you so much for including Wonho in these, i miss them all together 🥹 sorry for the long text, i love your imagines💟

♡Shownu♡

While he doesn’t understand your adoration for his hair, it feels so nice when you pet through it he forms mind at all. He’s always giving you head pats in return <3 He’ll definitely fall asleep while you do it though, and oftentimes asks you to do it to help him fall asleep.

♡Minhyuk♡

He likes to wrap his arms around and lay against you as you okay with his hair. He finds it so endearing, he’ll let your hair back or draw little shapes and squiggles on your leg as you both talk for the evening.

♡Kihyun♡

He cherishes any and all affection you give him. It feels so nice to have you aimlessly playing with his hair. No matter how long you’ve been together his face always gets a little red when you do it, or just dote on him in general.

♡Hyungwon♡

He’s always ruffling your hair so you decided to do the same for him. He pretends it’s annoying and you’re messing up his hair, but you both know he loves it. He sighs in content and falls asleep fast cuddled in your lap after a long day.

♡Jooheon♡

He thinks it’s silly, but doesn’t mind. He really only wants you to do it when the two of you are in bed, talking about your days and drifting off to sleep. It’s not his favorite display of affection, but as long as you’re with him it doesn’t matter.

♡Changkyun♡

He doesn’t mind and finds it cute if you’re part. He’s known for picking at your hair and telling it around as well. It makes him feel loved and all soft, it puts his mind at ease.

♡Wonho♡

He loves any and all love you give him. He’ll lean into you, snuggling closer as you okay with his hair. It’s gentle quality time spent together. He’ll let you do whatever you want with his his hair. Gently twirl it, place tug it, twist it into little pigtails, or decorate it with your hair clips.

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nocturne-overtures · 1 year ago

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𝑵𝒆𝒘 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔

𓆩⟡𓆪Summary: You decide today's the day you try a bit of role reversal in the bedroom. It takes some...encouragement, but you don't think your boyfriends are opposed to trying a few new things if it feels this good

𓆩⟡𓆪Pairing: Fem! Reader/ Jackson Wang (Got7)/ Johnny Suh (NCT127)/Lee Jooheon (Monsta X)

𓆩⟡𓆪Genres/Aus: Non-Idolverse, Fluff, Romance, Humor, Smut, Polyamorous Relationship

𓆩⟡𓆪Tws: Swearing, Light Anxieties

𓆩⟡𓆪Sws: Role Reversal, Switch Idol, Switch Reader, Hickies, Hair Pulling, Praise Kink, Teasing, Handjobs, Cunnilingus, Blowjob, Riding, Unprotected Sex, Creampie

𓆩⟡𓆪Rating: Explicit/Mature (18+)

𓆩⟡𓆪WC: 3.3k

𓆩⟡𓆪A/n: *crawls out of hell with an upload finally* the following is one of the commissions from the lovely and every paitient @jacksons-goddess-gaia I hope you enjoy it as I get back into the swing of things mwah

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"They’ll never let me do something like this. I’m going walk in there and they’re gonna be like; ‘haha! Just kidding, bend over kitten.’”

Jooheon watched you pace back and forth in front of your shared home, puffs of vapor leaving his lips as the occasional snowflake fell into his hair. In his hand, a bag is steadily collecting a small pile of snow the longer you two stand outside in the chill of November.

“For someone who challenged them to let you take charge this time, you're freaking out more than expected.” His voice is even, but you can see his lips twitch up as you whirl around to face him, indignant.

“You’re supposed to have my side!”

“Why? It’s not as hard as you’re making it out to be. Just say you’re nervous.”

You feel the heat of embarrassment creep up to your ears as you huff and unlock the front door, finally stomping inside. Jooheon could tease, sure. He’d taken charge and let himself be taken care of countless times in this relationship, more than anyone else. To him, this was second nature.

As you toe off your shoes and shrug off your jacket, you begin thinking back to how these thoughts came to be. It started with a show the four of you were watching. It was cheesy and quite a predictable drama. The pushover of the main pairing had been insulted by some side characters only for that to devolve into some misunderstanding argument between them and their partner which ended up in the roles being the same as they always were.

Heaven’s forbid one of those dramas change up the status quota and have a switch couple, right?

So, like the genius you were, as Jackson was making a comment on the location of the shot in the drama and Johnny was laughing at the ridiculousness of the whole conflict, you spoke.

“I bet I could take charge next time and not immediately fold like Yu Han here.” You proudly state while tossing a piece of popcorn in your mouth. The conversation around you seemed to fizzle out instantly and it took you a bit longer than you cared to admit to notice the three pairs of eyes locked onto you.

Lifting your gaze, you blink.

“....what?”

“Are you saying that’s what you want to do?” Jackson inquired. You replay the last thing you said in your head and sit with your lips parted. Johnny cocks his head from his spot on the loveseat, running his fingers through Jooheon’s hair.

“How about the next time we fool around, we let Y/N take charge, then?”

None of them look like they’re mocking you for the suggestion, but the idea itself makes a mixed sense of anxiety and excitement float through your veins.

So, of course, you went to the internet to try and figure out how to smoothly transition into the position switch.

And, naturally, that ended up in you being more stressed out than ever. Some of them were endearing stories of success, while there was also a fair share of failure stories of someone ruining the mood or accidentally injuring their partner during play and it all made you way more nervous.

Jooheon put his hand on the small of your back, kissing your cheek before he looked into your eyes.

“It’s okay. Just take your time. None of us are going to laugh at you or something if you don’t find that it comes easily to you.”

You smile at him and take his hand, raising your voice to call into the home.

“We’re home!”

The sound of a door opening and closing somewhere catches your attention. Johnny emerges from down the hall, hair tousled and a wide smile on his face as Jackson pushes past him, face ablaze as he muttered something about someone not having any self-restraint.

You can see the fresh dark red marks along his throat that told you everything you needed to know about what they had been doing.

“Took you guys a bit to get back home. Was the drive alright?” Jackson inquired, straightening out and smiling when he spotted the two of you dusting snowflakes out of your hair. Johnny turned on his heel, jogging down the hall to go get some towels to help you dry off.

“It was alright. Had to drive a bit slow but we got everything we needed.” You inform him, making your way to the kitchen. Johnny stops you, putting a towel over your hair and rigorously ruffling your hair while laughing at your shrieks of protest.

“You gotta dry off properly babe.” He grins, laughing as you swat at his pectoral the moment he let you go.

Jooheon had an easier time, humming as Jackson helped dry his bright orange hair. He was rewarded with a kiss before Jackson shook his head and pointed towards the bedroom.

“Change, both of you. I will not have you both getting pneumonia.”

You and Jooheon march off to the bedroom, neither of you keen on trying to argue with Jackson knowing he was 1000% right. Jooheon glanced at you once the door closed, pulling his shirt over his head.

“Are you going to do it tonight?” He inquired. You bite your lip, fingers fidgeting with the hem of your shirt.

It’s not that hard.

Jooheon sees the anxiety that’s taken hold of you and comes closer, kissing the top of your head and sending you a dimpled smile.

“There’s no rush, you know that, right? We’re not going anywhere.” His smile melts your heart a bit, and you nod, taking a calming breath. Jooheon stayed to ensure you were alright before leaving first in his fresh clothes.

You head out not too long after, wearing several articles of clothing from them.

Johnny’s button up, Jackson’s t-shirt, and Jooheon’s basketball shorts, the drawstring tied extra tight so it stayed on your hips.

When you come back, you walk up to Johnny, tugging at the waistband of his sweatpants. He looked down at you and blinked before he saw you subtly pucker your lips. A smile stretched across his lips and he leaned over, kissing you slow and deep. There’s something about the way he slots against you that makes you want to buckle on instinct. Not just him, all three of them. You wanted to push past this feeling and be able to give them the same sensation.

Your mind wanders, and so do your hands, tracing over Johnny’s muscles, pressing yourself to him as you pushed back, giving slight challenge in this kiss. Johnny let out a muffled hum, hands finding their way to your waist, kneading.

Your body is flush against his, and you lose yourself in the kiss, mind wandering, thinking of all the ways they’d gotten you completely turned out for them. Every touch, every kiss, every chuckle, how could you do the same for them-

“Mmph-’

Your eyes crack open halfway, and you look up, locking eyes with Johnny.

That was a whimper.

Your mind focuses and you take inventory of the situation. He’s panting, looking at you in surprise, his lips swollen, red from where you had bit him, and your hand was tangled in his hair, pulling him enough to make him tilt his head back.

Your lips part, and you almost apologize, but you stop short seeing the look on his face.

Dazed, flustered .

You hold his gaze, and there's a pleasant tingle that runs up and down your spine as you tilt your head slightly. Johnny moved to speak, but you experimentally push your weight against him ever so slightly, tugging his hair.

“Tilt your head for me.”

He doesn’t hesitate, his Adam’s apple bobbing as your lips brush along it. His breathing is shallow, and you can feel he’s stirring slightly against your thigh as you try to lean more into the feeling that had gripped you.

“ Good. Just like that. Good boy.”

Johnny’s knees actually buckled for you, and he looked at you out of the corner of his eye, letting out a shuddering breath. You can tell the words had their intended purpose as you hear him let out a small, off-guard chuckle before he murmured a breathy ‘ fuck’ .

“You two gonna dry hump in the kitchen or get something to eat?” Jackson inquired, curiously looking at the two of you. You bite the inside of your cheek to keep back the whine of disappointment at being interrupted, but instead, you push off of the counter behind Johnny, smiling and running your hand down his body, over the telltale bulge in his pants for a brief moment before making your way over to the dining room.

“Coming~”

Jackson glances between you and Johnny curiously and blinks at the flustered mess you’d made of your boyfriend. Jooheon smiled at you as you sat down, subtly nodding.

‘You did it’.

You smile and sit beside him, listening to your boys as they begin to recap and talk about their day. Normally you were just as chatty as they were, but you spend your time watching them subtly. Johnny’s blush had only slightly gone down, but he had kept casting glances at you, subtly touching his neck every now and again.

You catch him one of these times, smiling and blowing him a small kiss before you turn your attention to Jooheon, hooking your ankle against his and tugging slightly.

The move made him stop mid-sentence, but he caught your eye and cleared his throat, continuing and not resisting the move and letting you tug a bit further, spreading his legs apart. You smile around the rim of your water glass, setting it down and listening more, your hand finding its way to his thigh, squeezing and kneading. Jooheon took it in stride, though you can see red creep up to the tip of his ears as your hand inches higher, squeezing and kneading the toned muscle there. He kept his eyes on Jackson and Johnny across the table, but at this point, you’re sure both of them knew what you were up to.

Especially after you make eye contact with Jackson while you squeeze and stroke Jooheon through the sweatpants. Jooheon jolted beside you before letting out a needy groan, spreading his legs and pressing into your hand.

You remember past experiences, personal experiences, even the filthy novels and audios you indulge yourself in, and you find yourself speaking while holding Jackson’s gaze.

“ Sit still.”

Jooheon shuddered and planted his ass flat into the chair, biting on his chopstick with an audible ‘clank’ as he forced down his usual bratty challenging sass. As much as he liked to do so with the other two, he knew it took a lot for you to build the confidence to take control like this. He wanted to see how far you'd go and didn't want you to lose confidence in the middle of it.

“Yes ma’am.” was his response instead. Your lips curled up and you turned your head, kissing the underside of his jaw as a reward.

Jackson looked between the two of you, brows up in interest before he wiped his mouth, cocking his head to the side.

“What should we do next?” the question is open-ended, but he’s staring directly at you. He’s picked up on the vibes of the night and you smile, the last of your lingering anxieties melting away as you realize you were a lot more comfortable with this than you originally gave yourself credit for.

“Jackson, come with me. I need a shower. Johnny, Jooheon, we should get ready for bed.” You stand, gathering your dishes and casting a glance over your shoulder.

“Make sure everything is ready for us. We wouldn’t want to be cold this evening.”

The youngest duo of the three men perk and look at one another, smiling and nodding, darting past you to put their dishes away. You set yours aside and turn to Jackson, reaching down to hook your fingers into his, pulling him toward the bathroom.

In no time, you have him against the shower wall, placing biting kisses along his soaked skin as you grab and stroke his cock in slow, methodical strokes.

Jackson kept his eyes on you, nearly mirroring Jooheon earlier and bucking into your hand, but you push down on him, eyes flicking up and pinning him with a heated gaze. He finds himself speaking before he can think, throbbing in your hand.

“I’m sorry, I’ll be good.”

You smile, your face flushed but that sweet, powerful tingle of electricity runs up and down your spine.

“Good, I’m going to take care of all three of you tonight.” You whisper against his damp skin, feeling your confidence swell now that all three of them had responded well to your actions and what you had been trying to do all night.

You carry that with you into the bedroom, where you find both Jooheon and Johnny rutting against one another, throbbing and nearly ready to cum already as they traded feverish kisses. You watch them for a moment before biting your thumbnail, cocking your head to the side.

“I sure hope you two weren’t intending on cumming without me telling you to.” Your voice is cheery, bubbly, but has an underlying warning in it. Both of them stop short, looking at you while panting.

“S-sorry, Y/n.” Jooheon licked his lips, eyeing the towel barely clinging to your body while Johnny ran a hand through his hair, remembering the sensation of you tugging it earlier. He decided to push back a bit.

“You took a while to come back. Tell me what you want.” He smiled, eyes glinting. Jooheon glanced at him and Jackson looked at the side of your face, ready to step in at any time if the challenge made you lose confidence.

His worries were unwarranted as your lip quirks, making your way over to him and smiling. You grab a pillow from the bed, one of the longer ones, and drop it to the floor at your feet.

“On the floor. Get on your knees.”

Johnny stared at you with a spark of chaos in his eyes, but he slowly peeled himself off of Jooheon, kneeling before you. You make your way over to him, standing in front of him and grabbing a fistful of his hair once more. A loving look crosses your face as hold each other’s gaze.

“You know what to do if it’s too much or I go too far, yes?” You question tenderly. Johnny smiled and nodded, raising his chin to kiss your wrist, right over your pulse. He can probably feel how hard your heart is pounding at this moment, but he doesn’t comment on it.

“Yes, ma’am.” He nodded. You don’t respond, raising your leg and planting it over his shoulder, pulling his face directly into your pussy, holding him still as you look up at Jooheon and Jackson.

“Come here. I have something for you two to do.”

The four of you fall into a rhythm, with Johnny’s tongue buried between your folds and both Jackson and Jooheon’s cocks in your hands as you traded sloppy kisses with them. You alternate between slow strokes and quickened ones, a purr and a giggle falling from your lips as you break the kiss, hovering just shy of Jooheon’s lips.

“You sound pretty like this, you know.” You praise him softly, gripping and pulling Johnny’s hair as you feel him change pace.

“Ah, ah. Slow down.”

He shuddered and nodded, spreading his knees apart, his cock standing tall against his abs as he greedily ate you out. You hum and moan breathlessly, letting him know how much you are enjoying it.

“M-More…please more…” Jooheon shuddered, fingers trembling along your skin. Jackson nodded from beside him, his precum dribbling down your fingers. You smile, nodding your chin towards the bed.

“Come on, we’re getting to the best part. You all are doing so well for me.” you praise.

A bit of shuffling about later and you’re seated in Jooheon’s lap, riding him while Johnny greedily licked and kissed at the mess being made of your pussy and his cock. Jackson stood on the bed, holding his arms behind his back as he watched you alternate between teasing kisses and deep, throaty swallows, all while holding smoldering eye contact with him.

“T-Thank you, thank you, please-” Jooheon groans, his cock curving just right. It was almost enough to turn your mind off, almost enough to flip the switch back, but you hold firm, clenching tight and smiling around Jackson’s cock before pulling off with a wet pop.

Jackson whined in complaint as you caressed Johnny’s face until he noticed you wanted him to lift up. When he does, you kiss him deep and slow, tasting you and Jooheon on Johnny’s tongue before turning his head to Jackson, smiling sweetly as you whisper in his ear.

“Be a good puppy and hold onto this for me, okay? Keep it nice and warm for me.”

“Fuck,” Johnny let out a breathy laugh and nodded, leaning in to swallow down Jackoson’s cock, his tongue curling against the underside. You press your back against Jooheon’s back, rolling and grinding your hips as he rocked his own up into you, balls slapping against your ass.

“Thank y-you, Yn~ Fuck, it feels so good, thank you for, ah- taking care of us” Jooheon keens, eyes fluttering as he throbbed inside of you. You feel a wave of pride wash over you as you clench around him. You were sure he had been close to cumming inside of you, but he stilled his hips, sending you a pleading look over your shoulder.

“Please, can I cum inside? I did well, right?” He pants, practically begging as your ass jiggles every time it made contact with his thighs. You run your fingers into his hair, pulling and leaving dark hickies along his neck as you still your hips.

“If you want to cum so bad, go ahead. Get yourself off. Milk yourself for me so the other two can see.”

You keep your lips against his neck, moaning in delight as you feel his hands land on your hips, a whimper of need leaving his lips as he sped up, thrusting into you and chasing his orgasm with near pleading desperation in his voice.

You close your eyes, listening to the wet sound as goosebumps rise up along with sweat and precum running down your skin. Had you had looked behind you, you would have noticed Johnny had been pushed down fully onto Jackson’s cock, throat squeezing and constricting his cock as both he and Jackson watched you and Jooheon mere feet away.

“Y/n! Fuck! Yes yes yes, thank you! Fuck!” He whimpered in need and finally pressed deep, throbbing, and trembling as he came inside of you. You moan, gripping him like a vice as you cum shortly after, hearing the sound get even sloppier as he milked every drop inside of you.

You push his chest when he’s finished and spent, rolling your hips slowly and smiling with a glint in his eye as you look back at Jackson and Johnny.

Both of them have their eyes locked onto your pussy and the messy creampie Jooheon had left behind. When you still yourself, they glance up, meeting your fervent gaze.

You’re unsure where this strong wave of confidence came from after the earlier anxieties, but now that you’d let it wash over you, there was no stopping you now.

You raise your hips, sighing in displeasure when Jooheon’s half-hard cock falls out of you, messy and covered in both your and his juices. You roll over onto your back, spreading your legs and rubbing your pussy, not minding the mess at all. Your next words cause both of them to surge forward eagerly;

“Well? Who’s next ?”

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marvelous-llama · 2 years ago

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MONSTA X recs

most of the mentioned works is 18+ NSFW, MINORS DNI

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OT6

The Faculty by @iibonniee

The anti-love club by @dropsofletters

Public Adventures by @iibonniee

Neo Soeul series by @biffhofosho (Minhyuk, Hyungwon, Changkyun)

Monsta X Sleepy Morning Sex Wildcards by @muselin

fake dating by @taexual

one shots

Play It Cool by @btssmutgalore

Hyunwoo x fem!reader (wc - 13.5k) strangers to lovers fluff, smut After a rough breakup, Hyun-woo turned to Tinder for some fun. You, on the other hand, were trying to find a date for a family wedding. And then you matched.

Repair Work by @flurrys-creativity

Hyunwoo x fem!reader (wc - 1.6k) strangers to lovers - smut You totally forgot the appointment with the worker, who was supposed to change a device inside of your apartment. So when the door bell rang, you opened the door - barely dressed - which grabbed his attention.

More Than A Helping Hand by @sotteoks

Hyunwoo x fem!reader (wc - 6.9k) roommates to lovers, friends to lovers, university AU, rich kid!reader - fluff, smut your university roommate Hyunwoo is everything you wanted and then some.

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one shots

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Just Touch by @sotteoks

Kihyun x fem!reader (wc - 2.5k) fwb - angst, smut the boundaries of your relationship with Kihyun always seem to get a little blurry in the heat of the moment.

Forgive Me by @multiphandomunnies

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merry go ´round by @1-800-shedevil

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fighting fire by @seungkwansphd

Kihyun x fem!reader (wc - 6.7k) enemies to lovers, grumpy/sunshine trope - angst, fluff, light smut you’re more than happy to tag along on your friends’ lake trip when a spot opens up, but the host is out to get you. 8am hikes and full days of activities? no, you have a book to read!

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love is · · · by @jeonstellate

Kihyun x fem!reader mafia AU, arranged marriage - angst, fluff in a world where [first name] can only safely love one other person besides themselves, a simple favor changes everything.

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a little jealousy by @lubbuub

Hyungwon x fem!reader (wc - 0.7k) friends to lovers? - smut

Circles of Marigolds by @thebiasrekkers

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Vixen by @biffhofosho

Hyungwon x OC (wc - 8.5k) strangers to lovers - smut Inside this room, he finds his doom.

A Shot Through the Heart by @biffhofosho

Hyungwon x fem!reader (wc - 17k) strangers to lovers, meet cute - fluff, smut, crack(ish) “You can’t catch feelings sucking tequila out of a stranger's bellybutton.”

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bad news, good news & good news, bad news by @seungkwansphd

Hyungwon x fem!reader (wc - 2.9k + 5.4k) enemies > fwb > lovers, frat!Hyungwon, university AU - angst, smut, fluff after a breakup, you find yourself in the company of your self-proclaimed nemesis. you know as well as anyone that you two don’t get along, but your bodies have something different in mind.

middle of the night by @jooberry

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versace on the floor by @domjaehyun

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Pineapples by @taexual

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tell me by @seungkwansphd

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Waiting For You by @prettywordsyouleft

Changkyun x fem!reader (wc - 2.9k) friends to lovers, mutual? pining - angst, fluff

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slutforleeminhyuk · 3 months ago

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Hi guys I'm Laura. I'm 20 years old(turning 21 this april).

I have noticed there's literally zero mature fanfics on monsta x😭. I've noticed only there are only mxm but never member x reader. So from now on I'm gonna start writing for monsta x. I'm an ot7 Stan.

What I would write:

Yandere

Non con/dub con

Smut

Hardcore

Kinks(I don't kink shame)

Cnc

Fluff

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noirsfantasy · 1 year ago

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My WIPs

S=Smut

A=Angst

F=Fluff

Reminder: REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!! Send em my way!

You can also lmk which wip y’all wanna see first so I can prioritize❤️

Black Fics

Trevante Rhodes

Vertigo | A/S

Series

Ring of Desire pt. 2 A/S

John Boyega

Bathroom Break 🚽 | F

One Last Night 🌚 | S

Michael B Jordan

Chubby Love ❤️ | A/S

Kpop Fics

Im Changkyun

One Call Away☎️ | S

Bang Chan

Red Riding Hood🐺 | S

BTS

Baby Fever Reaction 🍼 | F

Jooheon

The Clock 🕰️ | S

Exo

You’re hangry reaction😡 | F

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tinytinyblogs · 2 years ago

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Minhyuk As Your Boyfriend

Boyfriend

(n.) A person who 90% of the time annoy you, and 10% of the time makes you forget the 90%

Monsta X Masterlist Here

He loves playing games with you, and he'll happily spend all day doing so. You'll both scream so loudly when you lose, but I hope your neighbors don't mind! You and Minhyuk are the loudest gamers in the neighborhood. You scream and shout and cheer so loudly that your neighbors probably think you're crazy. But you don't care, because you're having too much fun. You'll spend hours playing your favorite games, whether it's Mario Kart, Super Smash Bros., or League of Legends. You'll trash-talk each other and laugh at each other's misfortunes. You'll even get a little competitive, but it's all in good fun. When you finally lose, you'll both scream and shout in frustration. But then you'll laugh it off and start a new game. You'll never get tired of playing games together, because it's always so much fun.

Minhyuk knows how to make you smile, and spending time with him is always so much fun. So when he's away for a few days, you might feel a little bored. But don't worry, there are plenty of things you can do to keep yourselves entertained.

Minhyuk suggested adopting a puppy on a whim, and you thought it was a great idea. You spent the whole day running around the house taking pictures of the puppy, trying to get the perfect shot. You and Minhyuk had been talking about getting a puppy for a while, but you never really took the initiative to do it. But one day, Minhyuk came home from work and said, "I think we should adopt a puppy." You were a little surprised, but you were also excited. You had always wanted a puppy, and you knew Minhyuk would be a great dog dad.

This man will be extremely worried if you get sick or if he sees you crying in front of him. He will do whatever it takes to take care of you, even if it means googling how to take care of you or calling Kihyun at 3 a.m. in the morning. He will hold your hand and tell you everything is going to be okay. He will get you a warm blanket and a cup of tea. He will stay up with you all night if he has to. He will do whatever it takes to make sure you feel better. He knows that you are his priority, and he will do anything to make sure you are happy and healthy. He is the most caring and supportive person you know, and you are lucky to have him in your life.

Minhyuk would love to take you to all the cute and aesthetic places in town. He would start by taking you to a cafe with a beautiful view. You would order coffee and pastries, and you would sit outside and people-watch. Then, he would take you to a flower shop, where you would pick out a bouquet of flowers for each other. After that, you would go for a walk in the park, and you would take some couple photos in front of the fountain. For dinner, he would take you to a restaurant with a romantic atmosphere. You would order your favorite dishes, and you would talk for hours. After dinner, he would walk you back to your apartment, and he would kiss you goodnight. Minhyuk would be so proud to be your boyfriend, and he would want everyone to know it. He would show the members the couple photos he took of you, and he would tell them all about the date. He would tell them about the food you ate, the things you did, and how much fun you had together. He would be so happy to have you in his life, and he would want to share his happiness with everyone.

Minhyuk is so proud to be your boyfriend that he can't help but brag about you to his members. He'll tell them stories about your dates, your conversations, and even your quirks. At first, they'll be happy for him, but eventually they'll start to get tired of hearing about you all the time. They might even start to tease him about it. But Minhyuk doesn't care. He's just so happy to have you in his life, and he wants everyone to know about it. Even though the members might get tired of hearing about you, they would still be happy for Minhyuk. They would know that he's found someone special, and they would be supportive of his relationship with you.

Your relationship with Minhyuk is always exciting and never dull. You always have something to look forward to, whether it's a new date night, a weekend getaway, or just spending time together at home. Minhyuk always knows how to make you laugh, and he always makes you feel loved and appreciated. You feel like the luckiest person in the world to have Minhyuk in your life. He is everything you could ever want in a partner. He is kind, funny, supportive, and loving. He always puts your needs first, and he always makes you feel special. Minhyuk tells you that he loves you more and more every day. He says that you are the most amazing person he has ever met, and that he can't imagine his life without you. You believe him, because you feel the same way about him.

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jae-bummer · 2 years ago

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The Color of Love

Request: If you're still accepting requests with that prompt list, I'd absolutely love to request 11/soulmate au with Jooheon if possible! 🥺 There are never enough MX fics, especially not adorable fluffy ones!

Prompt:

11) Soulmate AU

Pairing: Monsta X Jooheon x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Every love story was different, but always held the same three characteristics.

It could be ANYONE. Literally any person you pass on the street could be your soulmate. Didn't feel tiny in the expansive universe already?

It could happen at ANY time. Fifth grade math lesson? Accidental shoulder check at the grocery store? Awkward doctor's appointment? There was no telling where love would rear its ugly head.

Love in this new age? It always started with a burst of color.

"All I could see was this bright green going from my hand down my forearm," your best friend, Mina, rushed out excitedly. "It almost made me drop the weight I was holding."

"That's great, babe," you smiled, trying to be happy for her. "Who is the lucky guy?"

"His name is Hajoon," she continued dreamily. "I guess he'd seen me at the gym before but was too scared to say anything. Isn't that adorable?"

You would probably be going to Hell for not being over the moon for your best friend, but it was hard when you were still waiting.

Society put such an emphasis on finding your soulmate, it was impossible to think of much else. Going about your day, you tried to pay attention to who you brushed past or made casual physical contact with. That's how you would know.

When you touched your soulmate, color would bloom across your skin at the point of impact.

"Super cute," you sighed, avoiding eye contact. "So he saw you start to struggle and saved the day by spotting you?"

"Mhm," she hummed. "As soon as his fingers touched the back of my hand, it was like someone threw dye onto our arms. It was the craziest thing!"

"Sounds beautiful," you nodded, giving your best effort at a smile.

Clocking your failed attempts at support, Mina smiled sadly in return. "It's going to happen for you soon. I can feel it."

"Can you pass some of that feeling to me?" you grumbled. "I'd prefer not to ruin such a big day for my best friend."

"Hush," she cooed, wrapping an arm around you. "You haven't ruined anything. Sour mood or not, I have some good news."

"What's that?"

"Hajoon works for an entertainment company," she nodded. "He's an executive-"

"Cute AND rich?" you teased. "That IS some excellent news for you."

Smacking at your leg, Mina continued. "He asked if I wanted to go to a concert put on by his work. We have plans to meet up after, but do you want to go to the concert with me? He said I could bring a friend while he's working backstage on things."

"Why not?" you sighed. "Maybe I'll get elbowed in the crowd and accidentally find my soulmate."

"That's the spirit!"

A few days later, you allowed Mina to get you dressed up, acting as her doll for the night. You could admit that you were going through the motions as you followed her to the venue. Determined to make sure it was a good night for her, you put on as bright of a smile as you could when she handed you a light stick.

"The group is called Monsta X," she instructed. "They have six members, and their music is really exciting."

"Got it," you nodded, positive you had listened to their songs before. "Who's my favorite?"

"Not Hyungwon," she grinned. "He's my favorite."

"Point him out to me so I know to stay clear," you chuckled.

"We also have a high touch after," she said brightly, tugging you through the crowd.

"High touch," you confirmed, searching your brain for what exactly that meant. "Can't wait."

"You're going to have fun," Mina said slowly, looking over her shoulder at you. "I promise."

And she was right, the show was a blast. You had never experienced a live concert like Monsta X's before. The energy of the crowed literally radiated through your body. You were right that you had heard some of their music before and sang along to all of the songs you knew. Being lost in the crowd that was all feeling the same electricity was incredible. It's like you were one giant, synchronous being.

After the show, you were a bit flustered from all the activity, nearly forgetting you had a chance to meet the idols before leaving (yes, you did break down and ask Mina what exactly a high touch was). Allowing her to once again navigate you to where you needed to be, it wasn't long before you were thrust in front of the very men you had been howling at only minutes before.

Pushing you in front of her, Mina pointed to the first member facing your way for the high touch. "That's Hyungwon."

Assessing him, you could easily see why he was her favorite. Handsome was an understatement, this man was ethereal. "Yeeaah he is."

"Y/N," your friend giggled, giving you a slight push. Taking the few steps forward, you slapped your hand in his for a high five. The moment lasted only seconds but there was a bit of a rush to meeting a celebrity.

Next came a tall, tan, and buff member you would later learn was Shownu.

After, you locked eyes with the third member, remembering him as one of the vibrant mood makers of the group. He had been incredible on stage.

As your hand skid across his, you shot back with a gasp.

"Yah!" the member shouted, hopping backwards as well. His focus ricocheted from his palm to yours, mouth completely agape. Looking down in fascination, colors began to wrap around his wrist and trickle down his arm.

Shocked by what was happening, you glanced down at your own arm as well, getting lost in the cloud-like imagery blossoming across your skin.

Gasps erupted around you by both spectators and other Monsta X members. You couldn't help but feel like you did something wrong. Like you weren't allowed to have someone so interesting and good looking as a soulmate.

This simply could not be possible.

"Hey!" Jooheon yelled, bringing your attention back to him. He wasn't talking to you, but shouting at a staff member while aggressively waving them over. "Yo!"

Snapping out of it a bit, you took another step back, only to be slightly held up by Mina behind you. This was sensory overload to the nth degree.

"Y/N," she hissed, her own eyes darting across the scene. "Did...did you just sync up with Jooheon? Is he your soulmate?"

Jooheon. You had never heard his name before, but it just sounded right.

"I...I think so," you managed, not entirely believing what was happening.

A staff member had finally appeared, listening to Jooheon as he rapid-fired the situation to his manager. Occasionally shooting looks of surprise your way, he didn't stop talking until they had both sidled up to you.

"We're stepping away from the high touch," his manager explained, taking you by the elbow and guiding you towards an adjacent hallway. "The fan meet will continue without Joohoney."

"That's not fair," you said slowly, shaking your head. Glancing to the man you assumed you were tied to for life now, you heaved a sigh. "Your fans have waited so long for you."

Looking helplessly back and forth between you and his manager, Jooheon croaked. "But you're my soulmate."

"I'm not saying I'm going to disappear," you smiled reassuringly. "I'll just wait until you're done. I've waited this long."

Giving a curt nod, Jooheon's eyes searched your face for a moment. His lips pulled into a slow smile before he reached up, giving your nose a boop. Immediately, his manager's jaw dropped, presumably as color stretched across the middle of your face.

Pleased with himself, Jooheon turned on his heel and took up his spot behind the table again. Maintaining eye contact with you, he offered a dazzling smile.

"Alright," his manager breathed out on a sigh. "Let's get you backstage, shall we?"

Lost in your phone, trying to explain what was going on to the friend you had abandoned, you almost didn't notice him walk in.

Hearing the quiet click of the door closing, your head immediately snapped up to see Jooheon leaning against the entrance. His expression was full of hope, with a fringe of excitement. You could tell he was trying to reign in his enthusiasm. Judging by how hard he went on the stage; he seemed like a very reactive person. This quiet and careful side of him wasn't something you had really expected.

You supposed you had a lot to learn.

Crossing the room slowly, he took a seat on the coffee table in front of the couch you were sitting on. He bracketed your knees with his, creating an intimate space between the two of you.

Without hesitation, he took your hands gently between his, a light purple color already blooming from your fingertips. "Y/N, right?"

You barely remembered telling his manager your name, so he likely got passed the information.

"That's me."

"My soulmate."

You nodded weakly, looking from your joined hands and back up to his face. He smiled again before lifting your fingers to his mouth and kissing each tip in turn. As he did, it was like dropping food coloring into a glass of water. Different hues clouded out of your joints and went swirling around your skin. It was one of the most beautiful things you had ever seen.

Glancing up, you were immediately struck by the bright blue peppering Jooheon's mouth like ink blots. Slowly the color started to fade as your skin had lost contact with his mouth, but you still felt mesmerized by the whole experience.

"You're so beautiful," you said quietly, your eyes locking on his.

He gave you a close-lipped smile before tilting his head. Narrowing his eyes, he lifted his arm, and traced a small line on your cheekbone. You didn't have to see the result yourself to know that the visual had just as much of an effect on him as it did you.

"This is beautiful," he finally responded, dropping his hands to gather yours again. "I don't think I'll ever get tired of it."

"Me either," you breathed.

"I guess it gives me an excuse to hold your hand," he grinned, his eyes disappearing as it grew.

"You didn't need an excuse in the first place!" you laughed. "You're my soulmate now. You can hold my hand whenever you want."

"My soulmate," he whispered again. Each time he had voiced the words, there was a constant undertone of wonder.

"I don't think I'll get tired of hearing you say that," you chuckled, sure a blush was blazing across your face.

Jooheon furrowed his brows in thought. "Did you come to the show today as a fan? Was I your favorite?"

You coughed out a surprised laugh.

"It would be really awkward if you had a different favorite. If it was someone else, don't tell me who...

Okay, who was it?"

You continued to laugh as you shook your head. "I was only ever a casual fan. My friend had tickets and insisted I tag along. I promise I will be a Monbebe going forward, and you will always be my favorite."

"Damn right," he muttered. "And stay away from Minhyuk. He's more charming than I'd ever admit to him, and I don't want you getting caught in his cute little clutches."

"I will remain unshaken in my loyalty," you affirmed with a smirk. Plus, you had no idea who Minhyuk was, so that helped.

It was crazy to think of. If Mina didn't bring you here today, would you have ever discovered that Jooheon existed? Let alone that he was your soulmate?

You didn't want to think too hard on it. The universe worked in mysterious ways that you didn't expect to ever be privy to.

"So..." you hummed, glancing at Jooheon through your lashes. "What now?"

"Everything," he grinned, squeezing your hand. "We only have forever to figure out what happens next."

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purp1einmyh3ad · 2 years ago

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God, forgive me

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yeoosaangg · 8 months ago

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៹ 몬스타엑스

✎… OT6

01. NOTHING YET

✎… SOHN HYUNWOO

01. NOTHING YET

✎… LEE MINHYUK

01. NOTHING YET

✎… YOO KIHYUN

01. NOTHING YET

✎… CHAE HYUNGWON

01. NOTHING YET

✎… LEE JOOHEON

01. NOTHING YET

✎… IM CHANGKYUN

01. NOTHING YET

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winter-dayz · 2 years ago

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Anything Goes

Pairing: Lee Jooheon x Reader The Purge AU Genre: Smut Words: 2407 Warnings: dubious consent; sexual content (dom!jooheon, sub!reader, cum eating, edging, nipple play, female receiving oral, vaginal fingering, vaginal penetration); strong language

Masterlist | Fictober Masterpost

Taglist: @soobin-chois

Screaming. Running. Panting. Silence.

She huddled as close to the wall as she could. Her group had managed to outrun the group of masked people. They had been a smaller group; only about six or seven of them from what she could count before she took off running with the others.

They wore red and had various types of weapons. Some were more unorthodox to what she’d seen so far. Not like she was going to stick around to ask why though.

One of the other women in her group whimpered, having rolled her ankle during the run here. She pulled down her sock, revealing the blue and purple welted skin. It was already the size of a baseball and Y/N wondered if the woman would be able to continue on with such a disadvantage.

She didn’t have any more time to contemplate, however, because suddenly the door they’d barricaded came to a splintering end. Y/N placed a hand over her mouth, trying—hoping—to muffle the erratic sounds of her breaths.

Floor boards protested with loud creaks near them. She could only count two pairs of footsteps. They hadn’t all come at least.

The woman across from her widened her eyes and then pressed further into the nook she squeezed in. The footsteps moved slowly, but the person did nothing to quiet the noise they made. They had no care for sneaking around; they had one goal in mind and that was to kill. Sneaking would only prolong the fun beginning.

But before the steps could finally reach her, suddenly, several steps were heard through the house. Thundering, pounding steps of feet running for their lives. She heard doors beat against wood as they were thrown open in haste to escape. Then a single set of footsteps could be heard following them.

The pair that had been coming towards her location, however, waited. The other woman hissed. She’d hit her ankle against the leg of the table she hid next to. The footsteps drew nearer once again.

Y/N wanted to roll her eyes in exasperation. Careless. The lady was being careless, and now, they’d both pay the price.

It was a mean thought to have, but desperate times allowed for mean thoughts. This was the Purge after all. Anything goes.

Anything goes. She thought to herself as the footsteps were now right outside the room the two women were hunkered in.

When he entered the room, she quickly pulled him further in by the wrist, trapping him against the wall. She moved his plastic mask up his face, blocking his vision, and pressed her lips to his harshly. One of her hands quickly signaled for the other woman to escape before she brought them both to hold the sides of his face.

He hadn’t responded at first, taken off guard and confused. He heard the hobbling footsteps rush from the room, and he knew. But the longer their lips fused together, the less he could find it in him to care. Her lips melded nicely against his, and he even found himself participating.

When Y/N no longer heard footsteps within the building, she began to pull away. His arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her against his front and preventing the disconnection. If she wasn’t going to play fair, then neither was he.

Anything goes, after all.

She pulled his lip into her mouth, nibbling gently at the skin before she bit down hard. He pushed her away and brought his hand up to dab at the injury. He threw his mask off the rest of the way. Blood smeared over both their lips and the back of his hand as well.

“What the fuck?” He sneered, glaring down at her as she tumbled backwards to put space between them. Her face was carefully blank; she refused to showcase her fear to him, not wanting to give him the satisfaction. His jaw clenched and an eyebrow twitched in annoyance as the silence blanketed over them.

She scoffed, “Like you’re not here to kill me anyway.”

One corner of his split lips quirked upwards at her words, but he chose to ignore her words. The silence creeped back in as they continued to eye one another. When their eyes met, the other would look down at the others’ body again. He licked at his wound. She studied his now mask-free features.

He took a step forward, she took a step towards the door. Suddenly they were both advancing. Y/N booked it for the exit, but Jooheon was faster.

“Gotcha.” He breathed into her ear, and she could hear the amusement without needing to see the smirk plastered on his stupid, bloody, plump lips. “You’ll finish what you started, won’t you, princess?” He was mocking her, yet the name made her belly warm regardless.

He easily carried her up to an empty bedroom, showing off the strength that she’d already known he possessed just from looking at him. She expected to be tossed to the bed or rammed up against the wall—taken by force just like she’d done when she had kissed him without permission.

Instead, he pulled her into a gentler kiss, cupping the back of her neck. He sat on the edge of the bed but kept her straddling him by tightening his grip on her waist. And despite fleeing before, she returned the kiss more fervently than he began it.

Was she not running from him and his comrades only ten minutes ago?

What am I doing? She wondered as she ran her tongue across the cut she had induced moments before.

Was he not chasing down others, instilling fear on those that had never taken him or his friends seriously before?

Irresistible. He thought as her breath smothered his own.

He felt like he was drinking in her essence, and if that was the case, he was surely drunk on her now. He thought that this might be a nice way to go if she were to decide to kill him this way.

Anything goes, right? They both considered.

His hands slid down to the tops of her thighs and she squirmed. Jooheon tightened his grip, digging his fingers into the flesh beneath them.

“Sensitive?” He asked, pressing hot kisses up and down the skin of her neck. She nodded and gasped as he flexed his hands on her thighs again. “That makes two of us.” He husked as she squirmed in his lap again.

Y/N felt the beginnings of his hardening length beneath her; it was beginning to press against her in a way so delicious that she wondered if she wouldn’t mind if he were to kill her this way.

“What happened to the princess who wanted to run from me, huh? Not so scared when your cunt is doing all the thinking, hm?” The truth is that she was still scared, but he wasn’t totally wrong. Her shaking hands of fear had transformed into bodily shivers of pleasure.

He could kill her any moment, but for some reason now it didn’t have the same effect it did before. Now, it added to the tension—to the thrill.

Her hands wandered the length of his back, feeling the rippling muscles underneath the clothing barrier. Then they found their way to his abdomen, pulled his shirt from his pants, and wiggled their way underneath the soft hindrance. Nails scraped against the taut muscles of his stomach, and then up to the hard peaks on the mounds of his pecks.

He groaned and dug teeth into the skin under her ear, which caused her to arch against him with a quiet whine. She flicked her nail against the bud again, before she was suddenly on her back.

He reached his hands behind him and tugged his shirt off over his head, tossing it aside. Her own quickly followed, her shorts and bra too. He hovered over her panty clad body with hunger in his eyes as they roamed every inch of skin.

“Please~” She whispered while trailing a finger up the smooth arch of his arm.

“Please what, princess?” But she only bucked her hips at his words. He smirked, eyes alight with amusement, and slid his hand along the length of her leg until the tips of his fingers brushed against the spot she most desired. “So wet… You’re soaking through.” He said, and at first she assumed he was mocking her again, but then she recognized the amazement in his tone.

“Please…” Y/N begged again. He moved the flooded garment aside, slid two fingers in and out of his mouth before promptly pushing them inside her wanting hole. Simultaneously, she clenched around him, moaned, and gripped at the sheets beneath her.

“That’s it, good girl. You’re taking my fingers so well, princess.” He sighed out, curling his fingers up against the spongy inside of her. She whimpered, but as she gained some coherence, she reached out and grasped at the bulge straining against his pants.

His hips ground into her touch, seeking friction, and in reward, he sped up the rate at which his fingers pistoned her. Embolden by his reaction, her other hand grasped his shoulder and then slid down to tease his nipple once more. He shuddered and leaned down to kiss wet marks up her stomach, chest, neck, and then fused their lips together again.

His tongue invaded her mouth, exploring the expanse of it. When he was satisfied, he sucked hers into his mouth. His thumb moved to stimulate her clit, and at the same time, he added a third finger.

It only took seconds before she began to flutter around him. “So– so fucking close.”

And then it was gone. All sensations stopped. His fingers were inside his mouth, sucking the flavor from each appendage. He was no longer invading every sense. Instead, he sat back on his knees, eyeing her panting form.

“W– what?” She opened her eyes, confused, and stared at his smug figure.

“Can’t end the fun so soon.” As he was removing his own clothes. She began to remove her soiled panties, but he caught her wrist. “Leave them.” He commanded as he leaned over her again.

“Condoms?” She questioned as he lined himself up, stroking his leaking cock between her folds.

“I’ll pull out.” Before she could protest, he thrusted his length fully in. It was utterly overwhelming on both sides. He throbbed as her wet heat encompassed every inch of his cock. She trembled from the pain, but it quickly ebbed away to white-hot pleasure. “Can I move?” He asked, rather considerate for the situation. She nodded nonetheless.

He pulled back out slowly, and they both watched as the length was steadily uncovered. He circled the tip against her clit and then slammed back to the hilt. Moans filled the silence. He repeated the action once more before settling into a steady thrust.

She wrapped her arms around him, scratching at the skin of his back. The new position not only allowed him to hit deeper, but he was also able to lap at her perky, neglected buds.

The fabric of her underwear rubbed against his cock with each stroke. She felt his length swell inside her. But after having an orgasm ripped from her, she was nowhere near close yet.

Wrapping her legs around his waist, she flipped him over, never allowing him to slip out. She settled on top, staring down at his rather shocked, but pleased, form and placed her hands on his chest for leverage.

She bounced rapidly, his tip hitting the spot she needed most with every drop. Her head fell back in pleasure, and his hands came up to her hips to steady her. His fingers dug into the meaty flesh of her ass. One hand rubbed circles on the mound, while the other aided to add a rockin sensation. The new friction to her clit and his throbbing cock pulled her closer, but it was a harsh slap on the fullest point of her ass that pushed her just to the edge.

He felt her clench, squeezing every inch of him, and he smacked his palm against the reddening cheek again. She stuttered and slipped forward slightly. In an effort to catch herself, her nails caught his sensitive pebbles.

He pulled her off him as fast as humanly possible as hot ropes of cum shot onto his abs, his cock twitching at the cold air. She watched in hunger and frustration as another orgasm was denied from her, but he got his.

She leaned down and licked up every drop of cum from his skin. He watched in fascination and lust. Once done, she swung a leg over the side of his face and promptly sat on his face.

“You make me come, or you suffocate. Understand?” She huffed, but he made no retort.

His only response was to begin eating her out like a man starved. His lips encompassed her button, sucking and biting gently. His tongue prodded the dripping hole, drawing circles and lapping up every drop like she had done to his own release.

It didn’t take long before her climax was upon her once again. She locked her knees on either side of his head, determined to finally cum. He made no moves to ruin this orgasm; instead, he hastened his speed until she finally spilled the nectar he craved.

🎃

They got dressed relatively quickly. Today was not the day to loiter around, and they were lucky as it was that they’d not been disturbed yet.

“My friend is waiting outside for me.” He stated, fiddling with the string of his mask that had snapped when he ripped it off earlier. “Would you like to come with us? We could protect you.” He offered, surprising Y/N.

“Why?”

“I’d like to see that you make it to the end of today.” He cleared his throat and looked away. “Normally I take the girl on a date before I fuck her.” He said, quickly followed by a grimace at how horrible that sounded. She huffed, but it sounded rather humored than annoyed.

“Normally, I at least know the name of a guy before I go on a date or fuck him.” She retorted.

“It’s Jooheon.”

“Y/N.” She offered in return, taking his mask and tying the two strings together before fixing it over his face.

#monsta x #lee jooheon #reader #lee jooheon x reader #monsta x x reader #smut #the purge au #oneshot #fictober

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blizzardfluffykpop · 1 year ago

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Sledding

Summary: Sledding at a lodge together.

Oneshot

Fluff, Established Relationship au

Word Count: 1,668

Jooheon X Reader

Not Requested

Prompt: 7. “After sledding, do you want to have hot cocoa at the lodge?”

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You're sitting beside Jooheon with your legs on his lap when he asks, “What if we stay at the tubing lodge and go sledding this weekend?” You grin, “That sounds fun.” He pulls your legs higher onto his lap, “Good, 'cause I already booked the tickets.” You cackle, “Joo!” He smiles, “I knew you'd like it.” You sigh but smile as you say, “You’re right, I’m excited.” You lean your head on his shoulder, “So, where is this lodge?” He smiles, “Just an hour away.” You nod, “Okay. We’ll have to pack.” He agrees, and when it starts growing later into the night, you both make your travel bags for the trip.

He lets you control the aux on your way up. He turns up the volume as you play songs to gear you both up. Since you couldn’t check in until 3 pm, you both went to a breakfast place. You happily eat a late breakfast at a diner. He clinks your orange juices together. And he grins, “So, how many hills do you think we can sled today?” You smile, “As many as possible.” He grabs your hand to hold while you’re eating and rubs his thumb along the back of your hand. You smile as you eat another bite and squeeze his hand in yours.

After a filling breakfast, you both get in the car, and he drives the short distance to the lodge. You grab your bags and head to the front desk. They successfully check you in and give you both keycards, telling you about the complimentary breakfast they serve. You thank them, and in the elevator, you both plan to go tomorrow morning. You both check the hotel room before putting your stuff away. You both hurry to get suited up in your scarves, two layers of coats, and snow pants. Topping it off with mittens, hats, and snow boots, you head back down the elevator into the lobby.

When you come back down, the person at the front desk goes, “Oh, I forgot to mention, we also give out four complimentary hot cocoas per day.” You both grin and nod at each other, making mental plans. But before you can voice them, you find the stand to rent your sleds at, and you say, “Hourly rate isn’t bad, a buck per hour?” He agrees, and you ask, “Three hours?” He checks his watch, “Yeah, that's fine, it’s already 5 pm.” You nod, and you hand him three dollars, which he pouts and shakes his head, crossing his arms and refusing to accept the money. He continues to pout until you put your cash away. He grins at you when you're next in line. He quickly pays for three hours before you can give the clerk your money. You roll your eyes, and you both pick out your sleds and mitten in mitten, you both climb up the first hill.

At the top, when you’re in the line waiting patiently for your turn, he asks, “After sledding, do you want to have hot cocoa at the lodge?” You smile, “I'd love to.” When your turns come, you head down together, not racing each other, just experiencing the thrill. And you giggle as you hear his little ‘Woah’s and he giggles as he hears your gasps of excitement too. When you finish the first hill, you head to the second baby hill, arm in arm. “How many hills do you think we can make today?” He hums, “Maybe six?” You agree and wait for the kiddos in front of you to sled down with their parents before sliding down.

When you get off the second hill, you high-five, and he goes, “Want to race on the next ones?” You grin, “You’re on.” You both rush over to the following mound. And you both get up there still linked together. Yet you both set out to beat the other down the slope. You make yourself as aerodynamic as possible as you both shout, “Go!” before speeding down the hill. While it wasn’t that tall, it was still thrilling to race your boyfriend down it. You giggle as you roll off the sled at the end, “I win!” He pouts, “This time.” You kiss away his pout, “Better?” He wrinkles his nose, “Maybe.” You kiss him again, “How about now?” He smirks, “It feels good to lose to you.” You laugh and shake your head before heading to the next slope.

The third and fourth hills are just as fun, growing taller and taller the further you head up the mountain. Both of you high-fiving at the end of each. You couldn’t think of a better way to spend your day together. You take a water break, rehydrating yourselves before heading to the fifth slope. He holds your mitten tightly in his, “Are you excited?” You nod, but the closer you get to it, the more your stomach turns. And you can’t figure out why. But you do your best to shake it off as you begin the race to the bottom.

Maybe it was how you were sitting, but it all happens so fast and so quickly. One moment, your sled was underneath you. And then it was gone the next, and you’re rolling to a stop. You cry out immediately, “Honey!” He calls back, “You okay?” When you stop, you do your best to feel your cold appendages. You move all your fingers, feeling no snow burn. You confirm that you’re okay. It just shakes you up. He walks up the hill to you and holds his hand out to you, which you shakily take. He pulls you up and puts your sled against his underneath his other arm as he keeps you close with his other arm.

He gets you safely out of the way of other riders and to the path. He asks again, “You okay?” You sniffle, “Yeah, just a little embarrassed.” He nods, “It’s okay, it happens.” You sigh, and he lets you process it. You take a few deep breaths, absorbing that your sled left you behind. After another minute, he asks, “Would you like to try it again?” You nod, and he kisses your forehead. You both make it back up the hill instead of racing against each other again. You sled side by side down the slope. And you both successfully land at the bottom. You laugh with glee and jump up and high-five him. You collect your sled and follow him to the next hill.

“You did it!” He cheers, and so do you as you walk to the last hill. Which is the tallest on the side of the mountain you were both on. The line was long, but you were excitedly waiting your turn to sled down. You heard the cheers and laughter of people experiencing the thrill of sledding down the massive hill. You grin as you hear someone scream, “Woohoo!” He laughs, “That’s going to be us.” You giggle, “It will be.” You lean your head on his shoulder, waiting for the line to move. It takes forever before you’re both up next. You squeeze his hand, and he encourages you, “You got this. I can feel it.” You sigh, “Okay.” He kisses your cheek, and you kiss his. You both line up before laying on your boards, waiting for the last two people to clear off the bottom before kicking off.

You giggle in glee all the way down as you successfully ride down and catch more and more speed. When you both reach the bottom, you loudly let out a “Woohoo” together before moving out of the way of the next sledders. You look at the time, “We got enough time for a medium hill four times or a big hill twice?” He goes, “Medium four, more sledding time, even if it’s a smaller thrill.” You agree, and you both rush to the third hill, where no one is sledding down. You end up making five more runs because no one else wants to choose to sled down your hill. So, you both happily sled until it's time to return your sleds.

You return your sleds and head to the hot cocoa stand. You show them your keycards, and they hand you one each. You move out of line and head inside the lodge. You turn to him and stare at each other, finally catching your breath after the endless climbing and sledding. You were both beat. You smile as you look down at your warm cocoa. That is slowly warming your hands up through your gloves. You tentatively take a sip, worrying it will burn your tongue. You gasp as it doesn’t burn but soothes your cold bones. You look at him to see he’s experiencing the same thing and giggle. You drink your cocoas silently, taking in all the fun and cold you’ve experienced. You pout as you sip the last of it yours. You look over at him to see him expressing the same disappointment. You ask, “Second cup?” He agrees, and you both head out and get another cocoa together.

He gets up and throws out your trash. You wait for him by the elevator. When you're both in the elevator, you quickly retire to your shared room. You get out of your winter gear, trading it for warm pajamas, and collapse onto the bed. When he lands beside you, you sigh, “It was fun.” He laughs as he agrees, “Yeah.” “I think it was easier when we were kids.” He hums, “Probably because they carried us up the hills.” You laugh, “Yeah.” You roll over to look him in the eyes, “You want to get up tomorrow and do it again?” He nods, “I’d love to.” He kisses your forehead before opening his arms for you to curl into him. You do and lay your head against his chest. His heartbeat soothes you to sleep, and you dream of your fun sledding adventures together.

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xhmeusworld · 1 month ago

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go in blind | lee seokmin

genre: college! seokmin, friends to lovers, matchmaking

seventeen’s majors and minors here

pairings: lee seokmin x gender neutral reader

warnings: none

word count: 8.3k

note: this is not proofread and i’m not exactly proud of the ending, but i love seokmin so hopefully that makes up for it lmao

when you and your best friend, hayoung, entered college the most exciting part of seemed to be the rooming situation. you were both excited about getting away from your families and living your own lives, but you each had a rule that the other one should respect.

your rule was very simple.

hayoung was to have absolutely no sex in the dorm, especially not in your bed. honestly, that wasn’t hard for her to follow because she hadn’t even had a true relationship. you were sure something had happened between her and her friend jooheon, but he never admitted anything to you and you never asked.

the rule hayoung had set for you seemed very easy for you to follow.

don’t push me out of my comfort zone.

that’s it. that was her only rule.

yet, here you were breaking it.

“i’m telling you that they like each other. anyone who has eyes can see it!”

you were currently in the theater helping plan out everything for the newest student production, which happened to be by jeon wonwoo who was majoring in directing and telecommunications. that’s how he knew hayoung and which also explained why your best friend was glued to his side helping him figure out all the controls for the lightening and sound.

“seriously, just look at them!”

you turned your head at lee seokmin’s words, your eyes traveling to take in wonwoo and hayoung’s figures. their heads were pressed closely together as they discussed what a certain control did. you had to admit that they would be cute together.

“but isn’t hayoung with that jooheon guy that’s friends with jihoon?” jun asked. “i’ve seen them hang out a lot.”

“they’re just really good friends. they haven’t ever been together as a couple.”

seokmin and jun’s heads turned toward you, surprise in their features as a result of you contributing to the conversation. normally, when it came to theater productions you often kept to yourself, choosing to do your job as stage manager and leave.

however, this was your roommate being discussed. she was your platonic soulmate. there was no way you were just going to stand by while two actors talked about a relationship involving hayoung; something that she had no experience with whatsoever.

“see? y/n’s her roommate, which helps further prove my point that wonwoo and hayoung would make amazing babies.”

his words caused you to chuckle. “that’s where you are wrong, seokmin. hayoung has a very strict bubble that she lives in. she will not strive out of her comfort zone on her own, so there’s no way in the world those two will ever get together.”

seokmin seemed to ponder something before choosing his words to respond back. “well, you know her better than anyone and i’m good friends with wonwoo. we can help them get together. we can give them that push.”

jun scoffed. “this is definitely not going to end well.”

“just because minghao doesn’t love you doesn’t mean you get to kill the power of love!”

at the beginning of freshman year, you swore hayoung that you wouldn’t push him out of his comfort zone. however, if you didn’t help seokmin, she could very well possibly be missing out on being with the love of her life.

you sighed. “fine, I’ll help you.”

the grin on seokmin’s face grew as he threw his arm around you, excited that he finally had a partner in crime when it came to matchmaking. “we need a name for our plan.” jun rolled his eyes, but the brown-haired boy continued. “operation love scenario?”

“absolutely not.”

“operation love bomb?”

“sounds too violent.”

“operation love shot it is.”

•••

“seokmin, your dumb matchmaking plans always end up failing? you know this.”

the dark-haired boy looked at lee jihoon in disbelief. “what do you mean they always fail?”

“remember when you tried to set bang chan up with felix and they literally did not like each other, you just thought they did?”

“that was one time!”

joshua cleared his throat, glancing up from the medical textbook he had positioned on his lap. “love is an emotion that occurs naturally. no one is able to force two people to be in love, so in a way, you playing cupid is pointless.”

“you aren’t a doctor yet, so your opinion is also pointless.” seokmin threw an arm over your shoulder, which you have discovered was a gesture that he did with everyone. “however, this time is different. this time i have a partner in crime.”

a week had passed since you agreed to help lee seokmin set your best friend and jeon wonwoo up and you honestly wondering why you agreed in the first place. but there was no turning back now.

seokmin had already exchanged numbers with you and introduced you to his friends, joshua, jihoon, jun, and seungkwan. they were very easy to be around, but you did share the same fears as they did about operation love shot.

what if wonwoo and hayoung didn’t like each other? what if you and seokmin were just misinterpreting everything? what would happen then?

“and since i am your partner in crime, do you care to tell me why you insisted that i came to the quad area with you and your friends when i could very well be in my dorm watching youtube?”

a grin made its way onto seokmin’s face and the arm around your shoulder tightened. “well, the first stage of operation love shot is happening tonight and your assistance is required.”

“what’s the first stage?”

seokmin shook his head. “that’s for me to know and you to find out. i just need you and hayoung to meet me at this address tonight at eight.”

jihoon whistled as seokmin slipped a piece of paper into your hand. “this definitely isn’t going to end well if he won’t tell you what he’s planning.”

the gigantic grin never left seokmin’s face. “well, it’s too late for y/n to back out now!”

•••

it took a lot to convince hayoung to actually get dressed and accompany you to the address seokmin gave you, especially since she desperately wanted to know where you were taking her.

at the time, you didn’t have an answer for her, but how bad could it be? it was seokmin after all.

however, it was worse than you could have ever imagined.

seokmin directed you to the university’s most popular frat house.

and a party was in full swing.

you honestly didn’t know what to do as you grabbed a hold of hayoung’s hand and pulling her toward the kitchen where there seemed to be less people. it was easy to tell that she didn’t want to be here. she hated loud noises, crowds, and alcohol and this party had all three.

truthfully, you were going to deck seokmin the moment you found him for not making you aware of his plan. if you knew, you could have avoided the panic attack that your best friend was bound to have eventually.

the sound of loud laughter greeted your ears from the living room and you immediately recognized it as lee seokmin’s.

you quickly grabbed a red solo cup from the table, filling it with water and giving it to hayoung. you tried to ignore how bad her hands were shaking. “okay, i promise we can leave soon, alright? i just need to talk to somebody real quick. just stay here and do not, by any means, sit your drink down.”

“o-okay,” hayoung choked out.

you gave her a small smile before diving back into the crowd and heading toward the living room. seokmin wasn’t hard to find at all. he was the only one who was currently laughing his head off, but he stopped the moment he saw you.

“y/n, i knew you would come!” he cleared his throat, his eyes subtly darting to the boy next to him who looked severely uncomfortable. “where’s hayoung?”

wonwoo glanced up slightly from his feet at the mention of your best friend’s name, but quickly looked down once he realized that you were looking at him.

“she’s in the kitchen.” you crossed your arms over your chest. “i think we need to talk about something.”

seokmin’s grin faltered at your tone. he turned to wonwoo. “hey, you wanna go get us something to drink in the kitchen?”

the boy with glasses nodded, moving past you, leaving you and seokmin alone. well, as alone as you could get at a party. you immediately hurt him up side the head.

“ow, what was that for?”

“do you realize that you brought hayoung and i to a party? if i knew this was your first stage, i would have never brought her.”

seokmin looked at you in puzzlement. “it’s just a party, y/n.”

“no, it’s not, seokmin! hayoung gets panic attacks easily, especially around crowds, loud noises, and alcohol!”

the huge grin always on seokmin’s face reappeared. “see, that’s exactly the point, my dear y/n! him and wonwoo hate parties for the same reason and they share a similar major, which means the moment wonwoo finds hayoung in the kitchen, they are going to bond. and boom stage one of love shot is complete!”

your eyes widened in disbelief. “you are insane!”

“no, i’m a genius.” seokmin grabbed your hand, pulling you toward the kitchen. “i’ll show you.”

once you both reached the doorway, seokmin released your hand. what you saw in the kitchen surprised you.

seokmin chuckled. “see? what did i tell you?”

wonwoo and hayoung were sitting in the corner of the room, their heads bent low as they talked. you could see hayoung’s hands shaking and it was clear that wonwoo was trying to calm her down.

“wait until i tell jihoon and joshua that stage one was a success!”

that earned him another slap to the head.

“ow, why are you such a violent person?”

“because you’re an idiot.”

•••

even though you didn’t agree with the way seokmin planned stage one, you had to admit that it worked better than you had hoped.

wonwoo offered to drive your roommate back the dorms not even fifteen minutes after you had arrived at the party. you quickly reassured him that you would be seokmin’s ride home while the happy virus beside you tried not to explode from happiness at the thought of his plan actually working.

it was clear a few days after the party that wonwoo and hayoung had bonded. instead of just discussing the lightening and the sound during the theater meetings, you often turned to see hayoung laughing at something the boy with glasses had said. you also learned that they had exchanged phone numbers after the party, but hayoung still insisted that they were barely friends.

which meant it was time for stage two.

“okay, so if we are going to get them together, we are going to have to actually get them together,” you told seokmin as you were positioned next to him on his bed. he was currently playing an intense game of fortnite, his eyes staying glued to his tv.

“how are we supposed to do that?” seokmin asked as he violently punched the controls, trying to stay inside the safety circle where the toxic fog wouldn’t reach him. “the only reason my first idea was to get them together at a party was because i knew that both of shared a mutual hatred for crowds. like they literally share the same major. they have classes together, yet they aren’t ever around one another unless absolutely necessary.”

you hit your pen against your notebook paper, lost in thought. you wanted to think of a way that you could get hayoung and wonwoo together without making either one uncomfortable.

“maybe we can invite hayoung and wonwoo hang out with us, jihoon, joshua, vernon, and seungkwan?”

seokmin’s eyes got wide and he immediately started shaking his head. “no, no, absolutely not. soonyoung has been hanging out with us recently and that boy cannot keep his mouth shut. the moment he saw wonwoo he would make a comment the sexual tension between him and hayoung and then we will all be in trouble.”

“you do have a point.”

“do they even have similar interests?” seokmin asked, his attention focused back on the game.

you sat your notebook down in front of you and sighed. “aren’t you supposed to have all the answers? you’re the one that insists that you are close to wonwoo. aren’t you supposed to know his hobbies?”

seokmin let out a yell as he got attacked, resulting in his death. “you know what, i hate this game.” he threw the controller onto the floor before turning to face you. “literally wonwoo is so absorbed in his studies that i don’t even think he has hobbies.”

that set a lightblurb off into your head. “that’s it! that can be stage two!”

seokmin gave a look of puzzlement. “studying? you want studying to be a part of operation love shot? are you joking? i’m trying to do our friends a favor and get them laid, not get them smarter.”

that earned the dark-haired boy a smack on the back of his head. “will you stop doing that?”

“i will when you quit being an idiot. however,” you tucked a strand of hair behind your ear as you began to explain your plan. “you said that wonwoo is always extremely focused on his studies. well, so is hayoung, which means that’s how we get them together. hayoung and i will plan a study date in the library and you and wonwoo can as well, but somehow something is magically going to come up for us two where we don’t show up.”

seokmin’s eyes lit up as he began to understand. “which means hayoung and wonwoo are going to be there studying alone and possibly for the same classes.”

you smiled. “bingo.”

the grin on seokmin’s face widened. “you know what? i am glad you agreed to do this with me. not just because you are awesome at planning, but because you are really easy to hang out with. i really enjoy being around you.”

his words caused your heart to miss a beat, but you truthfully didn’t understand why. your cheeks were slightly red as you spoke. “i like being around you too.”

seokmin chuckled. “even when i play fortnite?”

“yes, even when you play fortnite.”

•••

“we did exactly what you suggested. tell me why it’s not working.”

seokmin’s tone of voice made you want to hit him on the side of the head for the thousandth time, but you resisted the urge. you and the dark-haired boy had been positioned behind a bookcase for about twenty minutes just observing the subjects of operation love shot.

saying hayoung was pissed when you bailed on your planned study date was understatement. you were honestly surprised that she hadn’t decided to lock herself in jooheon’s dorm to avoid you. she hated when somebody bailed on her, especially if that someone was you. however, you obviously couldn’t tell her that you were trying to get her together with wonwoo and that’s the reason why you cancelled.

at first, you didn’t feel bad about hurting her feelings because you knew she wouldn’t be lonely for long, but your plan was one hundred percent failing. wonwoo was seated all the way across the library from your best friend and you and seokmin honestly weren’t even sure if they knew each other were both in the library.

hayoung had her headphones in while glancing through her science textbook while wonwoo just kept his head down as he worked on his calculus homework.

“we need to do something,” you whispered, turning toward seokmin. “nothing’s happening. we have to make them interact somehow.”

seokmin seemed lost in thought for a second before a light blurb went off in his head. “i got idea, but you are going to have to help me.”

you raised your eyebrows. “what do you want me to do?”

“okay, so I’ll distract wonwoo and while i do that, you come up behind him and take his pen. if he doesn’t have a pen that means he can’t do his homework. he’ll have to get up and ask hayoung for one.”

although seokmin often had no braincells, he did manage to come up with good plans.

before you could even agree to participate, the dark-haired boy was already making his way toward jeon wonwoo’s table.

“hey, wonwoo, i have a question.” there was no surprise that seokmin’s major was acting. “when is our next theater practice? I forgot to write it down, but i know the day involves around you and hayoung’s schedules. oh, by the way, speaking of hayoung, did you notice that she is sitting right over there?”

seokmin’s eyes darted toward you and you took that as your cue to start moving. you were holding your breath as you delicately picked up wonwoo’s pen, hoping to everything out there that he didn’t hear you do so. luckily, he didn’t and you hurried back to your place behind the bookcase.

“okay, thank you so much!” seokmin remarked once he noticed that you had succeeded with your part of the plan. “i’ll see you tomorrow!” the smiling boy started walking back toward you, leaving a bewildered wonwoo in his wake.

“now, we wait for him to realize that we just double crossed him,” the boy remarked as he crouched back down next to you.

luckily, that didn’t take long and you couldn’t help but laugh as wonwoo glanced around his workspace, searching for the pen that was currently in your hand. after a few moments, the boy with glasses released a sigh before pushing back his chair and slowly making his way toward hayoung.

the younger girl instantly looked up from her book, a big smile appearing on her face as she saw who was approaching her.

you and seokmin watched as wonwoo explained to the girl that he needed a pen. both of you were definitely surprised when wonwoo bent down and started helping hayoung with a question she had about her homework.

next thing you knew, wonwoo moved back over to his table to gather all of his things before returning to hayoung, sitting down next to her.

“i think our job here is done,” seokmin whispered to you. “time to leave quickly as possible before we get caught.”

both of you quietly snuck out of the library, relieved sighs leaving your lungs as hayoung and wonwoo didn’t notice your departure.

“i feel like we are finally getting somewhere,” seokmin told you as you walked side by side toward his dorm. “they discovered that they struggle with the same class, so they could have study dates. you and i can drop hints about them working together.”

the thought of hayoung having a study buddy that wasn’t you sent a pang through your heart. you wanted her to be happy if she did decide to get with wonwoo, but at the same time, you knew that in a way you would lose your best friend.

you weren’t sure if you were ready for that.

•••

ever since the stage of operation love shot that occurred in the library, you and seokmin had barely had time to see each other because of gigantic tests and projects for both of you. of course, you saw him during theater practice, but you were just the stage manager. he was one of the main actors, which gave him limited time to actually speak to you.

both of you were missing one another although the thought was often just pushed in the back of your minds as a result of your busy schedules. however, today was different. you both had a free day and you were surprised when seokmin said that he wanted to spend it with you, but the world seemed to be against him.

he was forced to cover a co-worker’s shift last minute at the university daycare, but he wasn’t willing to break the promise he made to you, so he got it cleared with his manager for you to come in and help out with the children.

honestly, you were a bit nervous. this was technically the first time you and seokmin were going to hang out and not discuss the topic of getting your two best friends laid. what if seokmin found you boring as a person? what were you supposed to do then?

the fact that you cared so much scared you as well. seokmin was just your friend; a friend that was created from a plan to get hayoung and wonwoo together, not out of interest in each other. why were you so concerned about losing the relationship you had with him?

you quickly shook your head, clearing the anxious thoughts from your head as you entered the daycare. the first thing that greeted you was the smiling face of a blonde boy. you recognized him from somewhere, but you didn’t know where exactly.

“hi! i’m guessing you are here for seokmin,” he said, coming out from behind the reception desk. “he told us that he was having someone help him for the day.”

you nodded, your palms starting to sweat. “yeah, i’m y/n.”

the boy smiled. “I’m boo seungkwan. i’ve heard a lot about you from seokmin. he and i have known each other for awhile.”

the fact that seokmin actually talked about you to his friends made your heart warm and you were sure you were blushing.

“originally, seokmin was planning on showing you around, but he’s currently dealing with an especially fussy child right now. he wants me to show you around and he’ll join us soon.”

seungkwan gestured for you to follow him down a hallway. he turned to look over his shoulder at you. “what’s your major?”

“i double major in music education and stage management.”

“oh, so that��s how you know seokmin. you’re helping with wonwoo’s theater production.”

you both fell into silence as the blonde boy showed you all the rooms, explaining that there’s a daycare kitchen along with certain rooms given to each age group.

once you reached the final door to the left, seungkwan entered. “this is the playroom for all the toddlers, so basically kids from ages two to four. this is where you and seokmin are pretty much going to be today.”

a smile made its way onto your face as you observed all the little kids. some were running around while others were just quietly playing with their own toys.

seungkwan’s smile seemed to get even wider as he studied the children along with you. you turned toward him, a curious expression on your face.

“what’s your major?”

“child development,” he responded. “i love working with children of all ages, which is thankful because if i didn’t, i would have to change my major and that’s such a hard thing to do. i changed my minor and i never want to go through that again.”

you tilted your head to the side as you studied his facial features. “what’s your minor?”

it was as if on cue, seungkwan’s smile faltered, but he quickly recovered it. “my minor is human sexuality studies. let’s just say it’s a quite an interesting topic for me.”

before you could respond, a door on the opposite side of the room opened, revealing a small child and seokmin. the child rushed out to join the others and the dark-haired boy made his way toward you.

“hey, y/n, you made it!” he grinned, pulling you against his body in a hug. “i’m so happy you did!”

as you tried to slow the rapid heartbeat in your chest, you also tried to ignore the knowing look seungkwan happened to have on his face.

as if he knew something you didn’t.

•••

“so do you just watch the kids play until you get off of work?” you asked seokmin as you both were positioned at a small table in the corner of the room. various kids were running around while others were playing games amongst each other.

“not usually,” seokmin replied. “each worker gets assigned to a certain room each shift and i’m normally in the baby room.” he chuckled. “which means i change diapers and get puked on more often than not unless i have to calm him down from one of his fits.”

your eyes followed seokmin’s to the little boy who he had to take care of earlier. he appeared to be in a better mood based on the fact that he was sharing his blocks with another child.

“why does he always ask for you? can’t someone else calm him down, like seungkwan? he seems good with kids.”

seokmin grinned, a chuckle leaving his mouth. “daehyun is my one of my best friend’s sons. i’ve known seungcheol for a long time and i was there for him when daehyun was first born. because cheol is a single dad, although he’s trying his best, i think it’s caused daehyun to have temper issues. and don’t me wrong, he loves seungkwan a lot, but it’s more in a teasing way. he likes making fun of him, so he isn’t a good choice to calm him down when he’s having one of his fits. i am because he’s used to me.” he shrugged. “i guess i just know how to handle him.”

you opened your mouth to respond, but you were interrupted as one of the toddlers let out a scream before bursting into tears as she fell down. seokmin was up in a flash, pulling the young girl into arms and swaying back and forth.

“hush, it’s okay,” he whispered. “you’re not hurt. falling down just scared you, didn’t it? well, i’m here now. you’re safe.”

your heart felt like it was going to burst out of your chest at his actions.

and that’s when you truly realized that you were developing feelings for lee seokmin.

the feelings you experienced when he was around: the warm feeling in your chest, the happiness, the laughter. it wasn’t just because you enjoyed his company. it was because you liked more than a friend.

that thought was terrifying to you.

•••

“again, i would like to apologize for the fact that i had to work today. we could have went out and done something fun, but you had to watch me take care of screaming kids instead.”

you and seokmin were currently in the elevator, heading up to your dorm floor.

“i honestly didn’t mind. some of those kids were really cute.”

seokmin smiled. “yeah, i love working with kids. so does seungkwan, but i honestly think he wishes that his minor could be his major.”

you raised your eyebrows. “how come?”

“seungkwan picked human sexuality studies as his minor because he’s crushing hard on this psychology student. he picked the minor to help him figure himself out and it turned into something he really enjoyed.”

“so is he with this psychology student now?”

seokmin shook his head. “he’s never even talked to him. seungkwan just admires him from afar. it’s kinda creepy.”

the elevator beeped, signaling you were on your floor before the doors opened.

“maybe seungkwan can be the subject of our next matchmaking plan,” the boy suggested.

you opened your mouth to respond, but seokmin grabbed a hold of your arm, making you stop in your tracks.

“quick! over there!”

you and seokmin rounded the corner at the end of your dorm hallway before timidly peeking around the corner. relief spread throughout your body when it became clear that wonwoo and hayoung hadn’t noticed you two stepping off the elevator.

“what do you think they’re doing?” seokmin whispered, his voice extremely close to your ear. it sent chills down your spine.

“it looks like they’re just talking,” you replied.

“well, how long do you think they’re just going to take in the dorm hallway? it’s literally like nine at night.”

you scoffed at seokmin’s words. he was the one that desperately wanted wonwoo and hayoung together, yet he was complaining about how late they were together. “let them talk. it’s not like you have anywhere else to be.”

“i don’t know if that was meant to be offensive or not.”

you opened your mouth to respond, but before you could, your eyes widened as a soft “oh my god it’s happening” escaped seokmin’s lips at the scene in front of both of your eyes.

hayoung didn’t even see it coming when wonwoo leaned forward to attach his lips to hers. you could tell from here that the kiss was gentle and sweet; almost timid even. however, your best friend didn’t seem to know what to do.

her back stayed completely straight and it was apparent that she had no idea what to do with her hands. they were clutching the jean material at her sides.

wonwoo pulled away after a few seconds. he muttered something to hayoung with a small smile before hurrying down the hall and toward the stairs.

you and seokmin only moved when hayoung entered your dorm room.

seokmin had a gigantic grin on his face when you turned to face him. “i told you operation love shot would be a success.”

you rolled your eyes. “i never doubted your plan. jihoon did.”

seokmin’s eyes lit up. “oh my god, i have to call jihoon and rub it in his face that he was wrong.”

that earned a laugh from your lungs.

“i’m serious, y/n. if you don’t hear from me tomorrow, ask jihoon what he did with his paintball gun.”

•••

after witnessing the kiss between wonwoo and hayoung, you expected to enter your dorm room to find your best friend in a state happiness. instead, she was in a state of anger and anxiety.

“hey, what’s wrong?”

the girl flipped around to face you, tears streaming down her cheeks. “what was the one rule that i told you to never cross when i agreed to room with you?”

“don’t push you out of your comfort zone,” you replied instantly. “but i still don’t understand why you’re upset.”

hayoung wiped angrily at her cheeks. “I know. I know what you and seokmin have been doing. you’ve been trying to get wonwoo and i together.” her words caused your breath to hitch in your throat. “i saw you guys in the hallway when your first stepped out of the elevator and suddenly all made complete sense. the reason why you dragged me to that stupid party, the reason why wonwoo moved over to my table in the library. it was all because of you guys.” she let out a scoff. “and to think, i actually thought wonwoo liked me.”

you attempted to step toward your best friend, but she quickly stepped back. “of course, wonwoo likes you, hayoung. why wouldn’t he?”

the blonde girl took a deep breath, trying to calm her breathing. “why wouldn’t he? you’re really asking me that? think about it, y/n. i have been in classes with wonwoo since we started college and he hasn’t paid me any mind at all until you and seokmin started planning things. whatever wonwoo and i’s relationship is, it’s not happening naturally. it’s happening because you guys keep making it happen. and what if i’m not ready for relationship? i guess that doesn’t matter, does it? because i didn’t get a choice. you and seokmin took away that choice.”

you were surprised to find yourself holding back tears as well. “hayoung, i didn’t-”

your roommate shook her head, cutting you off. “i’m going to go stay with jooheon for a few days.”

a few days turned into a week and a half and hayoung still hadn’t returned back to your dorm. she was ignoring your calls and texts and theater practice had been cancelled as well because wonwoo couldn’t even get ahold of her.

you couldn’t take it anymore and that’s why you were currently standing in front of jooheon’s dorm room.

“hey, y/n, what are you doing here?”

you weren’t surprised when jooheon’s roommate, wonho, answered the door. ever since freshman year, you always had a crush on shin hoseok and it normally made it extremely hard to be around him. you would always turn into a blushing mess whenever he even looked remotely in your direction: however, when you looked at him now, you felt nothing.

and it was probably all because of lee seokmin.

you sighed, running a hand through your hair. “can i talk to hayoung, please?”

wonho looked behind him, his eyes connecting with something before he turned back around. “she’s actually sleeping right now, but i can take a message?”

hayoung had been your best friend for years and you knew that she wouldn’t talk to you willingly. she was too stubborn for her own good and honestly, in this situation, she had every right to be. however, you couldn’t stand the thought of you guys not talking for any longer.

“i’d rather talk to jooheon then,” you replied.

wonho opened his mouth to obviously deny your request, but you cut him off. “don’t you dare say that he isn’t home because i know very well that he’s listening to our entire conversation right now. besides, i know his next class isn’t until tomorrow.”

your words caused the orange-haired boy to appear beside his roommate with a sigh. “fine, we’ll talk, but hayoung actually is asleep, so we’re talking in the hallway.”

wonho gave you a small smile before jooheon stepped out into the hallway, closing the door behind him.

a few seconds of silence passed before you decided to speak. “look, i can tell that you aren’t very happy with me right now and i don’t blame you, but at least hear me out, okay?”

jooheon gave a slight nod and you took a deep breath. “i understand that what i did was wrong. trying to set her up with wonwoo was pushing her out of her comfort zone and i should have never agreed to help seokmin. but you know that i didn’t have any bad intentions. i care about her just as much as you do.”

“do you realize how scared she is?” the orange-haired boy asked quietly. “she hasn’t gone to any of his classes that have wonwoo in it for the last few days. she’s terrified to face him because she thinks wonwoo is going to want to talk about what has been going on. hayoung has never had a true relationship. she doesn’t know to let herself be that vulnerable to someone, yet you and seokmin thought it would be a good idea to push her into one when she clearly wasn’t ready. you, of all people, should understand why she’s upset.”

“i do understand why she’s upset and i am sorry. i am truly sorry, but you know that she won’t talk to me on her own accord. that’s why i’m talking to you. she listens to you. all i’m asking for you to explain to her that i meant no harm and that i’m done with helping seokmin, alright?” you sighed. “you you please do that for me?”

jooheon seemed to mull over the idea in his head before responding. “hayoung deserves to feel happy and safe and for the last few days, she has felt neither, and i believe a part of that has to do with the fact that she hasn’t been talking to you. I know you guys haven’t gone without talking every day since sophomore year and it’s taking a toll on her, so yeah, i’ll talk to him.”

you released a sigh of relief. “thank you, jooheon.”

“you can thank me by leaving wonwoo and her relationship alone.”

•••

“what if she doesn’t want to talk to me again? just because jooheon said he would talk to her doesn’t mean she’s going to forgive me. what if she decides to switch roommates? what if i ruined our friendship for good?”

seokmin sighed over the phone. “y/n, calm down, okay? hayoung just got his feelings hurt. she’ll come around eventually. wonwoo made me explain everything once he couldn’t get a hold of hayoung and he was upset too, but after a couple of days, he got over it.”

“but hayoung isn’t wonwoo, seokmin. you don’t know her like i do.” your voice cracked as you held back a sob. “i can’t lose my best friend.”

rustling was heard from the other end and eventually seokmin’s voice spoke. “i’ll be at your dorm in ten minutes, okay? everything will be alright.”

•••

you could barely get yourself to focus on whatever drama seokmin currently had displayed on the television. you were too transfixed by how close your bodies were.

he had his body turned toward you, his head propped up on his elbow. his fingers were playing with your hair and although you hated having your hair touched, you couldn’t bring yourself to tell him to stop.

you were extremely grateful to lee seokmin. he knew what you were going through with hayoung because he felt the same thing with wonwoo, but the issue was that hayoung was more stubborn than the black-haired boy. so the only way he knew how to help was to be by your side whenever you needed support.

and that was the exact reason why he was with you now.

he knew that there was nothing he could say to make things better, but as long as you weren’t alone, he felt like he was helping even if it was just a little bit.

relying on seokmin so much scared you. you knew how deep your feelings for the happy virus went, but you weren’t sure what you supposed to do. should you just confess? bury your feelings and never let them come to the surface? if hayoung was here, you would ask for her advice, but this time, you were on your own.

“are you about to fall asleep?” seokmin asked, a chuckle leaving his lungs as his eyes trailed over your facial features.

“no,” you replied, quietly. “i’m awake.”

“still thinking about hayoung?”

“kinda.”

seokmin gave you a small smile. “don’t stress over it, y/n. jooheon will talk to her and everything will go back to normal, okay? you just have to give it time.”

“I have been giving it time,” you protested. “It’s been a week and a half, seokmin! how long am i supposed to give her time before i completely lose hope?”

the boy next to you sighed. “have faith in her, y/n. she’ll come around no matter how long it takes, i promise.”

the two of you lapsed into a comfortable silence, the only sound being the noise from the television. you wanted to confess your feelings to lee seokmin more than anything, but you couldn’t seem to find the courage. however, he seemed to beat you to it.

before you realized what was happening, seokmin cupped your face, pressing his lips yours.

the kiss was gentle and slow, almost like he was scared to make any sudden movements. your brain was screaming at you to kiss him back, but your body couldn’t help but react exactly like hayoung’s had when wonwoo kissed her. now you understood the emotions your best friend had felt.

the uncertainty. the fear. the anxiety.

your back stayed completely straight and your hands stayed glued to the blanket underneath you. panic began to blossom seokmin’s chest as a result of your reaction. he couldn’t help but think he had made a massive mistake.

he broke away from you, eyes wide. “i didn’t mean to overstep your boundaries,” seokmin said quickly. “i’m sorry. i shouldn’t have done anything. i should have asked you if it was okay.”

you wanted to tell seokmin that it was okay. you wanted to tell him that you liked him. you wanted to tell him that he didn’t have to apologize for anything. but you did the exact opposite as you climbed off of your bed, running your fingers through your hair. your voice was barely a whisper as you spoke. “can you please leave?”

“y/n, i didn’t-”

you flipped around to face the dark-haired boy, tears now falling down your cheeks. those tears sent a pang of misery through seokmin’s heart. all he wanted to do was hold you and wipe your tears away. it was clear that you didn’t want him to do that. “just go away, seokmin! please!”

seokmin’s face instantly fell at your words, but he obeyed, standing up from your bed and stepping toward the door. once his feet made contact with the carpet that was in the hallway, he glanced over his shoulder for a brief second. his words made you want to cry even harder. “If you need anything, just text me, okay? i’ll come right back over. it wouldn’t be an issue.”

he hadn’t even been gone for half an hour before you had already exhausted yourself from crying.

you were glad that your roommate didn’t ask questions when she returned back to your dorm, plopping down on her bed, her back facing you.

at least you had your best friend back, but in the process, you may have lost one of the people you cared about the most.

•••

to say that you were angry with yourself was a severe understatement. why did you react like that? it was seokmin for crying out loud.

but maybe that was the problem.

through this mess of a matchmaking plan, seokmin had become an important person to you. someone that you could rely on. someone who you felt safe with. he made you laugh with his dumb antics, he cheered you up with coffee on a hard day, he was your video game partner-in-crime. what if committing to a relationship ruined that?

what if you guys tried to pursue something, but it just crashed and burned and everything never went back to normal? what if seokmin never talked to you again? you weren’t sure that you could handle it.

hell, it had only been a few days since the kiss in your dorm and you were about to go mad as result of not being around the dark-haired boy, which was clearly your own fault.

you were the one avoiding him like the plague. well, to the best of your ability at least.

you weren’t one to ignore all of your obligations, so you still forced yourself to attend show rehearsals since you were the stage manager. luckily, the performance was to the part where most of the actors were busy the entire time, which kept you and seokmin separated.

it was hard to ignore the looks he kept throwing your way. it was especially hard to ignore the looks everyone else was throwing your way.

it came as no surprise that seokmin seemed to have updated all of your friends about the recent developments. you wouldn’t have expected anything different, but you felt like a gigantic spotlight was targeted just on you, and you weren’t made for that. there was a reason why you worked behind the scenes instead of on the stage itself.

the only people who seemed to not be phased by the distance between you and seokmin were hayoung and wonwoo. granted, they obviously had better things to deal with than to focus on a relationship - friendship - that wasn’t theirs.

hayoung had been back in your dorm since the night everything changed with seokmin. everything was back to normal. she was acting completely like herself, she was interacting with you like normal. you just kept waiting for her to crack.

to scream at you for the part you played in operation love shot.

to scream at you for breaking the only rule she set for you when you guys agreed to become roommates.

but that never came.

hayoung and wonwoo appeared to be closer during stage rehearsals. smiling, laughing, but your best friend confirmed that they didn’t see each other outside of theater and agreed to remain friends, which meant seokmin’s planned failed.

and it took you down with it.

in attempt to try and clear your head of the situation with seokmin as well as theater obligations, you found yourself taking a walk through campus, hoping that the nature surrounding you would help.

spotting a cardinal, which had just taken off in front of you, you were lost in thought when a familiar voice called out from behind you.

“hey, y/n?” surprised, you turned to see boo seungkwan jogging slightly to catch up to you. “can we talk for a second?”

you nodded. “of course. what do you need?”

you thought that the topic of conversation would involve theater, rehearsals, or something to do with the stage production, but you nearly tripped over your own feet when seungkwan started speaking.

“i know it’s none of my business, and i normally don’t insert myself into other people’s issues unless absolutely necessary, but i just feel like i should say something here.”

he’s going to talk about seokmin.

“i get that admitting feelings is hard and the unknown is terrifying, but i’ve known seokmin for a long time and it’s a clear that he really really likes you. and if you don’t return his feelings, that’s fine, but at least tell him.”

tightening your hand around your backpack strip as you and seungkwan walked, you choose to focus on your feet, attempting to keep yourself grounded as the blonde boy’s words sunk in.

“i don’t have the option to tell the person that i like that I like him and-“

your head snapped up at his words, your mind going back to the time you had gone to the daycare with seokmin. how seungkwan’s face changed when you asked him what his minor was and how he answered human sexuality studies. seokmin’s mention of a certain psychology student that he liked.

that’s when it clicked. you had only seen seungkwan with one psychology student.

“you’re talking about vernon.” you didn’t say it like a question. you didn’t have to.

seungkwan rubbed the back of his head, eyes darting to the ground before moving back to you. he smiled softly. “seokmin always says you’re really bright.” his words set your cheeks ablaze. seokmin actually talked about you when you weren’t present. “but not being able to be true to myself and talk to vernon - it kills me inside. don’t do that to you or him. be honest with whatever you’re feeling. if it doesn’t work out, fine, but you have to try.”

deep down, you knew the boy in front of you was right.

•••

the sun was starting to set when you made up your mind. you were going to take seungkwan’s advice.

before you lost your nerve, your phone was in your hand and you were clicking on seokmin’s name, watching the phone ring. he answered almost immediately and he agreed to meet you next to the university’s fountain without any hesitation.

you arrived first, but it was a only few minutes later when seokmin arrived. your stomach started to do flips as your eyes met his. they were the same eyes you were used to although this definitely wasn’t the situation either one of you were used to. his dark eyes still held kindness; one of the many things that drew you to him in the first place.

you both opened your mouths at the same time.

“look-“

“i’m-“

seokmin chuckled, stuffing his hands into his pockets. “okay, you go first.” 

god, you were hoping he wouldn’t say that.

“seokmin, i don’t even know where to begin. i didn’t agree to this dumb matchmaking plan with any idea that i would fall for you, but it just happened. and i don’t know why i freaked out.”

when you were upset, you rambled. you knew this, but for once, in this situation, it was easier to do that than try to deal with any awkward silence.

“i don’t know why i pulled away because you obviously felt the same way because like if you didn’t - why would you even kiss me in the first place. maybe i was just scared? what if this ruined our friendship? what if this ruined the entire friend group? what if this ended badly and we can never recover?”

you took in a deep breath as you finished speaking, exhaling as you studied seokmin’s face. he observed you quietly, a small smile on his lips, but he didn’t say anything.

why wasn’t he saying anything?

the silence felt suffocating and you needed to break it. opening your lips, you quietly said, “i’ve been oblivious to you because i’m afraid of losing someone i truly care about on this earth. if we were to ever date and break up, i really don’t think i could handle it.”

“you’re not gonna lose me,” seokmin’s voice spoke, “even if you didn’t feel the same, i’m content with loving you without it being returned. at least this way i can still have you in my life.”

without any hesitation, you closed the distance between the two of you and pressed your lips against his own, taking the taller boy by surprise before he finally melted into you, his hands cupping your face gently. you pulled away, looking into his eyes before saying, “i knew so early on that i was going to fall for you.”

seokmin only kissed you again, this time with the reassurance that you would never lose him. the kiss was soft, but conveyed everything you needed it to. seokmin was returning your feelings. he was forgiving you for putting both of you through hell the last week.

almost too soon, seokmin pulled away, a gigantic grin on his face as he rested his forehead against yours.

“so would you say that operation love shot was a success after all?”

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