#m: taesan

[taesanluv3r]

a warm welcome

han taesan x reader

established relationship. it's implied that yn is also an idol. kind of suggestive ending (?) but no actual smut. cutesy. lowercase intended, & pls ignore any spelling or grammar mistakes! enjoyy

wc: 1,678

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taetnyangi 🐈‍⬛

boarding the flight, see u soon darling

i’ll come straight to ur dorm yeah?

you

oki!! see u soon :3

uk my key code right? if i fall asleep just walk in and then lock the door

taetnyangi 🐈‍⬛

yup, love you ❤️

you

ily2, safe flight 💓

read, 8.05 pm

౨ৎ 1.15 am

taesan sighs as he sleepily walks out of the company car, saying bye to his group-mates who stayed in the vehicle to go back to their own dorm building. the boy lets out a quiet yawn as he enters the elevator, blinking twice to fix his sight as the door opened on the sixteenth floor. he drags his feet all the way to end of the hallway, stopping right by the final door. her door.

he smiles, wondering if she had even tried to stay awake late enough to greet him on his arrival after being apart for the past month while he was on tour. taesan kept his thoughts short though, not wanting to prolong the wait any longer as he hastily pushed down on the buttons of the key-pad lock above her door, eyebrows furrowing as he carefully recalled the passcode; her birth date.

with a single click sound, the piece that separates him from the cool air of her company-provided apartment came unlocked, a warm grin creeping against his face as he took in the dark atmosphere.

‘the lights are off, she’s probably asleep’

locking the door behind him, taesan simultaneously takes his shoes off and turns on the entrance lights. he jumps in shock at the unexpected figure standing before him.

a doll. more specifically, the stuffed monkey he had won her at an arcade many dates ago. the plush toy was oddly large, it's size resembling that of a tiny toddler. it sat on the floor before him, in its tiny plush hands a white-board with words scribbled on it in black temporary marker.

“your girlfriend is asleep already, she’s tired. but!!! welcome back!”

followed by a large and slightly deformed heart.

the boy lets out a laugh, picking up the doll and the white-board before making his way towards her bedroom. the door wasn’t closed properly, making it easier for him to make his silent entrance. the lights were off but the peak of the outside world that seeped through the tiny space between her curtains made sight for him to see. taesan's eyes softened, a smile he could not hold back forming on his rather cold complexion as he stood there and stared for a moment. she was curled up against the sheets, eyelashes grazing lightly against her skin as she breathed into her slumber.

not wanting to ruin her peace, the boy spots the marker on her bed-side table. he grabs it, using one end to erase the sweet message she had left him before and then the other end to jot down a new one for her. he placed the monkey beside her on the bed, the white-board back in its arms as he slowly bent down to press a soft kiss against her head. when her eyebrows furrowed and her head shifted deeper into the pillows he smiled and walked away.

yn turns in her bed, the slight sloppiness of his lips placed against her head waking her up from dreamland. the girl squints her eyes, expecting to be met with her boyfriend’s gleaming face but instead being greeted by her plush doll. she got up slightly to read the message he had left, letting out a sleepy yawn in the process.

“taking a shower, go back to sleep darling”

in the worst hand-writting known to man that it was a shock the sleepy girl could even comprehend it.

obliging, yn set the white-board aside, grabbing the stuffed toy and turning over to face the other side and fall asleep once again.

taesan finished drying his hair, thankful (and shocked that it even worked) for the ‘less-noise hair dryer’ his girlfriend had impulsively bought during some huge discount sale the shop was holding on its online forum. the boy finishes up in the bathroom, making sure the sink and shower were turned off properly before walking back into the bedroom.

he noticed the disappearance of the stuffed toy and the message he had left earlier, smiling idiotically to himself as he notices the change in her sleeping position as well. she had turned to face the wall, juxtaposing the way her face faced him when he had walked in the first time.

he checked all the lights in the small apartment once more before crawling under the sheets beside her. the warmth of her presence and the thick weighted blanket immediately engulfed his entire build. taesan wrapped his arms around the girl at last, carefully pulling her closer to his chest. awoken by the sudden warmth, yn hums as she turns back around once more. wordlessly snuggling into his embrace as he pressed yet another kiss to her head, and then another to her cheek.

“how was the flight?” she asked softly, voice raspy from her slumberful state. “good. i missed you” he responds. “me too” she mumbles, her words getting lost into another yawn.

and they were off to sleep.

౨ৎ 7.54 am

“mm” yn mumbles as she begins to wake. a yawn faltering out of her mouth as she rubs her head against the surface of her boyfriend’s chest that she laid on. the girl smiles softly as she looks up to see him fast asleep still. his hair's a mess and his mouth slightly agape as he let out simple breaths. she's taken aback, however, when his still expression had turned itself into a warry smirk.

“what'cha starin’ at darling?”

his deep and croaky morning voice, a voice she hadn’t heard in a while, since he was on tour in japan, sent shivers down her spine. the coolness of the air conditioner doing nothing to stop the goosebumps from forming against her skin.

“hm?” he hummed, starting to open up his own eyes to look at her. “i missed you so much” she says, feeling a sudden shyness wash over her body. instinctively, yn hides her reddened cheeks against him, only causing him to laugh at her bashfulness. the boy moves his arms, reaching over to fish her head out of his side. his middle and pointer fingers pressed below her chin as his thumb grazed over her chin and her lips. her lips that remained rosy and plump from the strawberry scented lip scrub she had done the night before.

“you're so pretty, darling” taesan says, tucking some of the loose strands of her hair behind her ear and cupping one side of her face lovingly. she smiles and giggles as he continues to shower her with a billion more compliments.

their laughs come to a halt as he stops and stares deeply into her large eyes. and then finally, after the long wait, the pair leans in for a passionate and loving kiss.

it lasts a while, their noses bumping against each other as they did so. stopping only when they both ran short of breath. yn looks up to see her boyfriend staring at her once again. except this time, there was something different about his eyes.

“what's up?”

her question is ignored as the boy moves to hover his body over her smaller one. he leans in to press a sensual and sloppy kiss against her neck and then whispers into her ear.

“what time do you have to be at the company today?”

she sighs before even thinking of a response, “like…at nine thir-”

that was all he needed to hear before cutting her off with yet another kiss. her hands instinctively went up to wrap around his neck, the both of them moving in sync to get into a more comfortable position. taesan's teeth dug into her bottom lip, inflicting a gasp from her and his tongue slipped right in. the so-called loving kiss was more of a sloppy make-out session now as his hand went down to run all over her body.

the otherwise silent room was soon met with the sounds of flesh, sweat, and their awfully hidden sounds of love. the clothes they had on, now discarded somewhere on the floors of her bedroom and their slumberful innocence long gone as their bodies danced through young lust against her bed-sheets.

౨ৎ 8.30 am

“ugh” taesan sighs, slumping back down onto the bed. yn does the same, using the strength she had left to roll into his bare chest. his arm came to wrap around her figure, hand stroking her hair as the couple started to catch their breaths.

“mm, i've missed you” she smiles, satisfied with how her morning had been spent. he chuckles in agreement before letting out an exhausted yawn. yn reaches her arm out to grab her phone, unlocking it to check on her notifications. in the process she is hit with the sense of time, sighing in annoyance as she tosses her phone away to her side and then looking up at him.

“i have to get ready and go to the company soon” she mumbles, words muffled up against the blanket as she curls back inside its comfortable embrace. taesan groans, caging her dramatically into his arms once more. “can't you get in a little late today?” he almost pleads, pressing kisses against her shoulders. “hm…” he shoots her a dumb pair of puppy-dog eyes in an attempt to win her over.

and usually it didn't work but...

“fuck it, i'm sure manager-nim will understand”

౨ৎ 9.56

manager-nim 🤓

yn where are you?

you were supposed to be here like half an hour ago??

oh i just got word that taesan-ssi arrived last night...

you know what fine i'll let it slide but only because you haven't seen him in a while…

be safe please 🙏🙏 and be here by 3 LATEST!

have fun 😉😉😉

delivered, 9.59 am

the end.

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LOLLLLL the ending is so silly 😭 anyways hey guys...long time no see hehe HOPE U ENJOYED THIS FIC TT sorry for being so ia, ive been insanely unmotivated 💔 love u guys, i'll try to upload more often again. love, kona.

[junnieverse]

DADDY DAY CARE ➳ H. DONGMIN

➙ synopsis: with you at work due to an emergency and taesan having the weekend off from his own job, this was the perfect time for him to spend some quality time with his daughter.

pairing: han taesan x afab!reader

genre: fluff

word count: 2.0k

warning: not proofread, set in the future where taesan is much older (like late 20s), domestic husband taesan may melt your heart

a/n: this was originally in my drafts (for a very, and i mean VERY long time- like years) written for hanbin, but since I no longer write for zb1 and I found taesan’s interactions with babies so cute, this seemed like the perfect member to go with

a/n (2): taesan never beating the girl dad allegations <3 [ REBLOGS HIGHLY APPRECIATED! ]

“Okay, I have to get going now or I’m gonna be late. Remember she has to have her nap time at one or she’ll get grumpy. And do NOT let her eat a lot of sugar.”

Going through the last of your instructions, your husband only nods as your glare softens at the sight of your 11 month old daughter cradled in his arms.

“Bye my butterfly, mommy loves you so so much.” you litter kisses all over her chubby little cheeks as giggles erupt from her.

Turning back to your husband again, you also give him his own well deserved peck on the lips before he speaks up, “don’t worry honey, I got this. Butterfly and I are gonna be perfectly fine.”

Nodding, you let out one last silent prayer for your house and child to be in one piece by the time you come back and make your way out feeling your heart hurting having to leave your family even if it would be for just a few hours.

It was a weekend but your boss had called you in to work to finish up some last minute preparations for a presentation your team had been working on seeing as some issues had arose and your help was needed to fix it.

Luckily for you, your husband, found this as the perfect chance to bond with your daughter since he rarely got to spend much time with just her alone.

With the unexpected call into work, Taesan offered to stay home with your daughter, whom you referred to by her nickname “butterfly” which Taesan himself had started calling her ever since finding out you were both having a girl during your pregnancy.

You couldn’t lie and say you weren’t a bit hesitant at first. Despite how incredible of a husband and father Taesan was, this would be his first time being on "daddy duties", as he called them, on his own and you were just hoping he would be able to handle it.

“Okay butterfly. How about getting ready to go out for a walk with me huh, since mommy already gave you breakfast.” he asks the baby in his arms as she only smiles back, probably at the mention of her dearest mom.

Now Taesan had his own personal style he liked keeping to, but he could admit that getting his daughter dressed was simply not his forte.

Placing the little girl down on her playmat as she grabbed a nearby building block enamoured by the colours, Taesan turned his attention to her closet faced with his first challenge of the day.

Letting out a huff, his hands rest on his hips as his foot lightly taps on the floor with his eyes scanning the rack of various clothes.

"What do we think butterfly, are we feeling more colourful with glitter today or do you want sequins?" he asks turning to the preoccupied baby who only babbles back in response as her form of communication.

"Both it is!"

Pulling out a pastel-coloured and sequinned dress from the hanger, a pair of white frilly socks, and silver glittery ballet flats with little bows on the front to complete the entire look.

"Wow bun, I'd say I did a pretty good job don't you think~" he once again asks admiring his style of work cooing at the baby as he blows raspberries into her stomach making her laugh as he smiled.

Next, he grabbed her little ribbons as he sat down behind her preparing to tie her hair just as he had watched you do all the time.

For a good five minutes he seemed to struggle seeing as his very playful daughter couldn't sit still wanting to play with all the toys around her.

Like a cartoonish lightbulb moment hitting him, Taesan takes his silver Chrome Hearts necklace off dangling the chain in front of his daughter catching her attention.

"Look at the shiny necklace butterfly, play with this so daddy can do your hair please." he pleads as her tiny grasp reaches for the necklace quietly observing the new object with high interest.

Taesan exhales in relief as she was now sitting quietly playing with the necklace around her neck as he attempted to part her hair in two to give her little space buns.

"And... done." he huffs adding the last yellow bow to her head admiring her hair.

Evidently skew and still mildly unkept with a few curls falling out, he was proud of his first attempt at doing her hair having expected it to look a lot worse.

With butterfly in the carrier on his chest, tucked and secured, Taesan decided to use the late morning to get his daily steps in and let the both of them get some fresh air and sun for the day.

Making a stop by a nearby ice cream truck, he orders himself one before sitting by the bench watching the kids nearby play as he enjoyed his soft serve ice cream.

"Don't think I didn't notice you eyeing my ice cream missy. You want some? No, you can't have any~" he teases her inching the ice cream near her as she opens her mouth, only to pull it away and lick it as she watched.

Her small face suddenly changed as her eyes began to water and her pout full on display growing upset at her dad's teasing.

"Wait no no- don't cry butterfly. Here, have some. But don't tell mommy about this, let's keep it between us." he pinky promises as he joins his pinky with her tiny one making him internally scream from the cuteness aggression.

Carefully letting her lick some ice cream, her smile grows back and he leans down to kiss her forehead.

"You just have daddy wrapped around your tiny finger don't you." he rhetorically asks noticing some ice cream on her nose.

His camera on his phone open, Taesan captures the moment quickly, saving the picture as his new wallpaper as he chuckles to himself realising she still had his necklace around her neck this entire time.

Giving her some of her own puffs to snack on for the time being, your husband made sure to send you short clips and pictures throughout the day of him and butterfly to show you that they were both still doing well and missing you, her words, not his, according to him.

It was small moments like this Taesan enjoyed most.

Due to the nature and demand of his job, he didn't get to spend as much time as he would've liked to with both you and your daughter. But when he did get the chance, he made sure to cherish every little moment because you were both his favourite people.

Looking down at his daughter, he notices the small yawn escape past her lips and noticing the time on his phone, Taesan realised it was nearing her nap time and decided that was enough outside time for them both.

It was now 1:23pm and Taesan was now faced with his next challenge.

Butterfly was meant to be long asleep, but after changing into her onesie to get comfortable, she was seemingly putting up a fight wanting to stay up with her dad.

She had been fighting to stay awake that it started to frustrate her because her body also knew it was naptime, making her a very grumpy grouch.

This gave Taesan the bright to try and wear out her energy until she couldn't stay up from the exhaustion.

"Daddy brought you some paper, so how about we make some fun art for mommy instead?" he placed all the markers and glitter down knowing she would just scribble all over and make a mess, which he would have to clean up before you came back later.

Picking up whichever colour caught her attention first, Taesan opened the lid for her showing her what to do for her to mimic his actions and she was quick to follow along.

Unbeknownst to him, when Taesan had left the room to answer his ringing phone he had left in the living room, the glitter was left unattended and open for butterfly to have her own little fun.

Tipping the bottle over, the pink glitter spills onto the playmat and she reaches for some glitter as it sticks all over her hands. Her next mistake being she reached for her face leaving remnants of it all over her and her clothes in an attempt to get the weird substance off her hands.

Making his way back into the room, Taesan gasps in horror at the scene in front of him, rushing to his daughter he grabs the wet wipes trying to wipe off whatever he could, some of it still being stubborn on her.

Continuing their little arts and crafts, the man only surrenders to his daughter as she uses the washable markers to draw all over his arm, the paper long forget on the side which she should've been using.

Taesan was evidently whipped for you, without a doubt, but his daughter truly had his entire heart and he would give her anything and everything... even if it meant being used as her little art canvas for a few minutes to keep her entertained.

Yawning himself, he looks at the clock on the wall which read 1:45pm, which was well past butterfly's bed time and she too seemed to be growing tired.

"Time to pack these away butterfly and I'll read you a story to sleep." he gently says as he slowly packs everything back into it's place and grabbing Little Red Riding Hood to read to her.

He picks her up chuckling at how messing her hair had become over the course of her fussing and playing with some glitter still prominent on her cheeks.

Laying down on the playmat himself, he lays his daughter on his chest as he opens the storybook onto the first page.

Beginning to read to her as he interchanges her one hand to hold the book up as the other goes back and forth between stroking her back softly and flipping the pages of the book.

As he nears the end of the story, he hears soft snores and feels her light breathing notifying him she had successfully fell asleep.

Closing the book beside him, he notices the left mess of glitter from before sighing in exhaustion.

"I'll clean that up after a short nap with butterfly." he mumbles to himself as his own tiredness catches up with him closing his eyes letting the sleep take over.

You step into the house kicking your shoes off as a sigh of relief escapes past your lips letting your toes finally breathe after hours of working in those mildly shoes.

Having expected to walk into either the smell of something burning in the kitchen or at least be greeted by your loving husband and daughter, you’re instead met with complete silence.

“My babies~ I’m back home. Please tell me you’re both still alive.” you speak out into the open, cackling softly at your own joke, only to get no response in return.

Making your way around the house quietly, you go into your daughter’s room and find a scene you were least expecting to see.

On the floor, both your favourite people were fast asleep cuddling each other.

Taesan snores softly with butterfly on his chest sound asleep, light snores matching her father’s, her hair wild and unkept and glitter all over the two of them and the floor beside them.

Quietly tiptoeing towards the two, you kneel down placing a light blanket on top of them to keep them warm before adding soft pecks onto both of their foreheads.

Your hand gently brushes the loose strands of hair to the side covering your husband’s face, you look down and notice the scribble marks all over his arm and a small smile grows over your face only imagining what these two had gotten up to while you were away.

In most instances you wouldn’t be happy at the sight of the mess in front of you, but your heart couldn’t help but melt instead seemingly content at the turnout of your perfect little family.

You truly couldn’t ask for anything more.

[seungette]

— looking at a legend in the flesh .

[kaiyunsim]

⇢ ˗ˏˋ stream starting… soon..? ˎˊ˗ - a han taesan smau .ᐟ

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: ̗̀➛ synopsis : your vod gets taken down for using chill background music. whatever, no big deal. until you realize the guy who struck it is weirdly passive aggressive on twitter. now your fans are shipping it, his fans are analyzing your every move, and the line between real and streamer things is getting a little blurry.

a/n : sorry for the late upload AGAIN omg at this point i should make the uploads on monday... ACTUALLY MAYBE HEHE

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[njzdoll]

　ﾟ ✦　⠀. ⠀ ⠀⠀.　  ֗  ۪    ❤︎⠀ ⠀⠀𓈒 ㅤׂㅤ ࣪ 𓈒

　i don' t wanna kill it ೃ࿔ ೃ࿔

[ilysungho]

https://x.com/kkeomchiz/status/1934122848597246345?t=hxUSqryXKCuUnaLVLBcq6w&s=19

oh okay oh taesan praise kink come to me pls

a/n: oh he’s so cute in the video… contains: taesan x reader, established relationship (bf/gf), taesan has a praise kink, cunnilingus

taesan’s face stays so close to your heat, his eyes begging for a taste as he sits pretty on his knees between your legs. the blood rushing to his cheeks make him feel warm, and you in turn, as he presses against your thigh. he looks so obedient, almost like he’d flip the world if you asked him to. but all he needs right now is to satisfy his hunger, his craving for you. “you want it?” you tease, hands playing with his locks as he frantically nods, beady eyes begging you. chuckling, you push him closer, his tongue instinctively coming out to taste.

he worked you so well, licking long stripes up to your budding clit, relentlessly teasing and sucking. praises of his motions fall out of your lips so easily, and it gets your boyfriend squirming and whining under you. he palms himself as his tongue enters you, his eyes never leaving your own. he looked at you as if he wanted to know your every thought on how he’s doing, and every “good boy” and “feel so good” makes him let out low moans. the vibrations go right into you, your hands balling up fists of his hair as you pull him closer, and your eyes try hard not to close and give up on keeping a gaze on him. but he was too good, your head falling back as you came onto his tongue while gripping his hair tight as ever. “did so good baby, ‘m proud of you,” you manage to let out. he only smiles, wiping his drooling mouth with the back of his hand as he gulps the sweet juice you’ve released for him.

[illitual]

[coriihanniee]

“I want you for worse or for better, I would wait for ever and ever.” - T.S

COMING SOON...

August/September 2025

How do you get the girl... when you picked the wrong one to fight for?

@coriihanniee 💌

🕊 - heh. :3 (this is my way of edging you guys)

[bambiel]

͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ㅤׅ ㅤׄㅤ⋰ ✶ ִㅤֺ ִ ⁝ ִㅤֺ ִ ⋱ㅤׄㅤㅤׅㅤ ㅤׅ ㅤׄㅤ⋱ ✶ ִㅤֺ ִ ⁝ ִㅤֺ ִ ⋰ㅤׄㅤㅤׅㅤ

ㅤׅ ㅤׄㅤ⋰ ✶ ִㅤֺ ִ ⁝ ִㅤֺ ִ ⋱ㅤׄㅤㅤׅㅤ ㅤׅ ㅤׄㅤ⋱ ✶ ִㅤֺ ִ ⁝ ִㅤֺ ִ ⋰ㅤׄㅤㅤׅㅤ

͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ㅤׅ ㅤׄㅤ⋰ ✶ ִㅤֺ ִ ⁝ ִㅤֺ ִ ⋱ㅤׄㅤㅤׅㅤ ㅤׅ ㅤׄㅤ⋱ ✶ ִㅤֺ ִ ⁝ ִㅤֺ ִ ⋰ㅤׄㅤㅤׅㅤ

[neapolithan]

daily bf!taesan 𐙚 ⋆｡˚ ᡣ𐭩

text messages. summary: your boyfriend, taesan, is an interesting guy. warnings: none !

part 1 of _

my asks + reqs are always open! I would love to hear from anyone <3

[astrae4]

UNTOLD CONFESSIONS BENEATH THE STORM | Han Dongmin

pairings — boynextdoor’s taesan x reader (non idol au)

genre — exes to lovers, heavy angst, romance (wc. 998)

warnings — big angst, miscommunication, swearing, and suggestive bc they make out

note — this one’s requested from this anon! whoever u are tysm for this <3 also lowkey i’m on a writing rollll rn so expect a lot of posts from me these months HAHA

more works: navigation | bnd!masterlist

YOU DON’T KNOW WHY you’re here.

It’s embarrassing.

Still. You don’t turn back.

Your skin pricks from the cold, the uncomfortable feeling of clothes sticking to your flesh hugs your entire body like a burden, weighing you down. You’d rather take this burden than the burden swarming in your mind, however.

It consumes you—the pain swelling in your heart; the tears that rain down your face.

To be broken up with over text while you were on vacation?

Is your worth that low to not even deserve a person-to-person break up?

Your head feels heavy as you see his house’s porch, his jacket drenched and unable to provide you the comfort you felt when you were with him. Maybe it actually felt heavy because of the weight of the rain and not the overwhelming heartbreak you feel, but the tears in your peripheral vision blurs your thoughts, blending what’s rational and what’s unreal.

You step onto the familiar white plank, ringing the golden bell which echoed the songs of happy memories. Even covered by blue and misery, your mind connects the bell’s ring with the unanticipated emotion of joy.

The door opens.

Your ex-boyfriend stands in front of you; red rimmed eyes, puffed up with tears and looking like a mess as if he wasn’t the one who ended the relationship.

As if you aren’t about to get sick physically and mentally from the rain.

“[reader]—“

You cut him off, your voice raspy and ladened with anger and grief. “Why?”

Taesan freezes.

Maybe it’s the look on your face. Or the fact that your fists are clenched at your sides. Or that you’re standing there like a ghost of the girl who used to sit with him on that porch and laugh about stupid things—like whether strawberry milk or banana milk tasted more like love. But something in him cracks.

He whispers your name again, softer. Like he’s afraid you’ll disappear.

“Tae, you broke up with me over text,” you continue, your throat raw and vulnerable and so, so hurt. “You didn’t even call. I was gone for two weeks and you—” your voice breaks, “you didn’t even give me the decency of telling it to my face.”

He says nothing. Just looks at you like he’s drowning too—as if it’s too late to save both of you.

You shake your head, water flicking from your hair. “If you didn’t want to be with me anymore, you could’ve just said that. But don’t pretend like you were doing it for my sake.”

That makes him look up sharply.

“I was,” he says, the words snapping out like thunder.

You stare.

He steps back, opens the door wider. “Come in. Please. Before you actually get hypothermia.”

You hesitate. The logical part of you screams to turn around. But your heart’s already halfway across the threshold.

So you walk in. Soaked socks and all.

The warmth hits you instantly, but it doesn’t sink into your skin. Not yet. He disappears down the hallway and returns with a towel, placing it gently over your shoulders without a word. You hate how you heart still flutters and how natural the gesture feels. How familiar.

You sit on the couch you’ve sat on a hundred times before, and he sits across from you like there’s an ocean between you instead of a coffee table.

“I didn’t want to hurt you,” Taesan says quietly, after a long pause. “Someone told me… things. About how I wasn’t good for you. That I was dragging you down. That you’d be better off without someone like me.”

You stiffen. “Who?”

He hesitates. “It doesn’t matter.”

“It does.”

A beat.

“My cousin,” he says finally. “He said—he said I was making you soft. That you were starting to turn down things for me. That you were too bright for someone like me.”

You scoff. “So you just believed him?”

“No. I—” he exhales shakily. “I saw how hard you worked. And I thought maybe he was right. So I tried to let go before I ruined you more.”

“That wasn’t your choice to make,” you say quietly.

“I know, I’m sorry.”

Silence again. Except for the rain knocking against the windows like it’s impatient for something to happen.

“I cried the day I messaged you even when it was my fault,” he says suddenly. “And the day after. And last week. And… basically every day since.”

“Then why didn’t you text back? Why did you let your cousin get in your head?”

He looks at you, helpless. “Because I didn’t think I deserved you.”

You’re quiet. The words are bitter in your mouth, but you taste truth in them.

You look at him. Really look.

He’s still the boy you fell for. Still your favorite color in human form. Still the person who remembered how you liked your toast and tied your shoelaces when your fingers were too cold.

And you still love him. You never stopped.

You stand.

He watches you like you might walk out, his hands trembling with vulnerability that you know he usually hides away.

But instead, you take a step closer.

“Do you want to fix this?” you ask, voice barely a whisper.

His answer is instant, “Yes.”

Another step.

“Even if it’s messy?”

He nods, desperate.

“Even if I get mad sometimes?”

He stands now too, so close you could count the raindrops still clinging to his eyelashes.

“I’ll take messy,” he breathes, “Fuck—I’m so sorry. I’ll take anything, [reader]..”

You kiss him.

It’s desperate, speaking a thousand words unsaid. His hands clutch your arms, holding it so tight it slightly hurts. But he’s afraid you’d go; you feel his hands tremble. His mouth encases yours needily like he’s trying to make you forget everything but him. You kiss him back with much vigor, hand going to his face to reassure him in all the right ways.

The rain keeps pouring outside.

But here, beneath the storm, there’s something that’s finally calm.

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[globaloppaaa]

Can you please write a taesan fluff or riki fluff

soft moments w taesan

ft. han dongmin

did you u know taesan is my ult or smth… 🙂‍↔️ bc the ideas i have for him are BREWING non-stop… but here are just a few and i hope it

warnings: nun but a butt slap.. if you squint. lowercase is intentional.

- taesan actually LOVES watching the little things everyone does. he finds people’s quirks and natural movements so interesting. don’t be surprised if you catch him mimicking your little smirk after a clever joke, or puffing his cheeks out when he’s frustrated after eyeing the way you do it too.

- man’s a biter fs. his form of affection is most definitely aggression and it shows. you two could be sitting on the couch enjoying your afternoon together, but as soon as he glances over, eyeing your sleepy face pressed against his chest it’s like his love meter bursts and he can’t control it. if you feel a sharp pain on your shoulder at any point in the day, don’t pay it any mind :)

- he makes that little bite sound everytime he does it too. (“OMN!”)

- going back to how he lovesss observing others, he’s such a people watcher and it genuinely brings him joy to see his favorite people carry out daily activities. you could be doing any kind of normal chore, but to him it’s the way you carry each task out; blowing a hair off your temple, playing with your fingers while you wait for the microwave to finish, the way your cheeks puff when you’re thinking. it brings him so much delight.

- not very fluffy of him but… he’s a butt slapper. that ass is just too good not to hit 😔🤚🏼. BUTTT he almost always does it out of encouragement and support. just a lil tap, nothing to make you uncomfortable. he wants to keep the mood up but would never want you to feel like you were anything less than someone he respects. (i mean… he slaps the members butts like all the time… so it’s really just him taking out his obsession on the right person??)

- taesan sleeps so much. it’s borderlining an issue atp. but he never can unless you’re around. he gets this feeling of comfort and relief when he’s near you, something he doesn’t feel with anyone else. he’ll wrap you up in his arms and nuzzle his nose to your shoulder, pressing a soft kiss before he drifts off peacefully. somehow you're just what he needs to calm his anxieties down every time.

- he is up in people's business all the time. not in an annoying way though, he really is super friendly! but speaking is sorta a big challenge for him lol. grocery shopping? hes looking at your list with his chin perched on your shoulder. in the car? his hand is always pulling yours to the gear shift. you’re such a safe space for him, poor guy just can’t let go of you.

- something small i’ve noticed about him is that he likes to smile after every conversation? hes always wearing a little grin on his face, its almost childlike. he’s always seeing the positive in every conversation. and when he’s around you, taesan finds himself smiling just a little bit bigger.

- a physical affection FIEND. man is always looking for a way to wrap his arms around you. and once he's got you in his hold well... i hope your schedules free for the rest of the day because he will not be letting you go :)

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[incorrectboynextdoorquotes]

Riwoo: I feel like Woonhak is looking down on me. Taesan: That’s because he's on the counter and you’re short.

[njzdoll]

How can I find a way

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To make you see I love you

[ilysungho]

https://x.com/kkeomdo/status/1933977671173914682?t=BwTafqvrLHrQNJg-sJqHxg&s=19

now...hear me out..... sucking off idol!taesan under the desk while hes on wv live... and then he punishes you after 🫣 honestly punishing reader during the live would be more fun but we know he wont do that.... or will he 🤔

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a/n: a little evil so i chose the second option 😁 sfw? link contains: dom!taesan x sub!reader, idol!taesan, under the desk oral, throat fucking/deepthroating

taesan doesn’t expect how you came into the room, feeling needy as ever as you slipped under his desk slowly. he eyed you throughout, talking to the screen as if nothing happened. but deep down, he already knew what you were about to do. and he was right as he felt you force his pants down, him getting up slightly to readjust his position as you immediately sunk down on him.

kissing his tip before you let your tongue glide down his underside, taesan is already having a hard time trying to keep it in. his voice gets shakier as he speaks, but as you wrap his head around the caverns of your mouth, he can’t help but get reeled into the pleasure you’re giving him.

comments about his embarrassingly hot moment flooded in as fans pointed out his unusual behavior, and he can’t help but get red while denying everything that’s being said about him (albeit them mostly being true). it made him a bit upset though to be called out, instead taking it out on you as his hands went to the back on your head to push his length completely down your throat. he let you stay there for a bit, to get used to the feeling, before pulling you out till his tip to push back in once again. he had complete control over you as he stayed as professional as he could above the desk. to mask any sounds that muffled out, he quickly smiled through a “let’s listen to some music, shall we?” while putting the audio jack close to his speakers, looking down as he mouthed the lyrics and used your hole as revenge for making a fool out of himself for a couple seconds on live.

[illitual]

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