#minhyeon

[doubtscomein]

something about minwoo's vc being orpheus and suhyeon's vc being eurydice but role wise suhyeon is orpheus and minwoo is eurydice

suhyeon constantly chasing after minwoo. wait for me, im coming. minwoo's only regret from his past life is not saying goodbye to suhyeon but his time in the loops makes her face more and more blurry. you, the one i left behind. can anyone hear me.

[soobvape]

really want to make a guy who just has nothing going on

[htaesan]

theme theme theme theme !!!!!!!!!!!! absolutely gorgeous lili baby!!! taesan and lili, my power couple 4ever 💗💗

thank you thank you thank you thank you! ^3^ thank you so much yeji ~

[2af-afterdark]

Son of Hell - Chapter 7 (afab version)

Fandom: What in Hell is Bad? Characters: Minheyok, MC Content: Post-canon, omegaverse, cum drinking, oral sex, heat/mating cycles, Beta/Omega, biting, semi-public sex(?), Minhyeok is soft for Ra-on Word Count: 2,281 A/N: This is a big H-scene of a chapter. There are two version depending on how you image Ra-on. They are functionally the same though.

AMAB version here

Ra-on stared at the glass filled to the brim with Satan's energy – it was cum, but they tried not to think about that; they were married after all and it felt like a form of infidelity to think of the glass in that way. They knew they would need to drink it eventually given that staying in Hell was no simple task for the human body, but…

They looked around the room provided to them by Satan. It had once been all theirs but now they would share it with Minhyeok and Seo-jūn. It was certainly large enough to fit them all.

Minhyeok would of course sleep in their bed, despite Sitri's protests, and Seo-jūn had his own cot that had quickly been acquired on his behalf.

At the moment, Minhyeok was struggling to put him to bed after having to wake him up yet again so he could brush his teeth and change his clothes. It was the perfect distraction for Ra-on to grab the glass and make their way to the bathroom so Minhyeok didn't see them drink it. They didn’t bother to lock the door behind them since they only planned to stay long enough to drink the contents of the glass. After that, they would return to their room and go to bed with Minhyeok.

The taste was bitter on their tongue. As soon as the thick, tangy liquid hit their stomach, a warmth began to flow through them. It crept up their spine and made their neck sweat so much that they had to remove their collar for comfort. A subtle tingling feeling settled at the base of their brain and their cunt felt hot.

They braced themselves against the counter with one hand and, with the other, they started to rub themselves. Rather than relieving the feeling growing inside of them, however, their actions only served to make them hotter. Everything fell away except that growing sensation that wouldn’t be calmed no matter how they tried.

They didn’t know how much time passed, but there was eventually a knock at their door.

“Ra-on?” Even through their scattered thoughts, they recognized Minhyeon’s voice. “Are you okay? You’ve been gone for a while?”

For the first time in they-didn’t-know-how-long, they finally stopped touching themselves. There was something they wanted more just on the other side of the door.

On stumbling legs, they walked over to the door and opened it wide. Black eyes blinked at them in confusion from how suddenly they had answered his call.

They didn’t take heed of his reaction.

“Minheyok,” Ra-on dropped to their knees and whined as they pawed at the hem of his boxers. “You put Seo-jūn to bed, right?”

Their eyes were glazed over.

“Are you in heat?” Minhyeok asked, concerned by their sudden change in demeanor from when he had seen them only minutes ago..

Ra-on didn’t answer, instead nuzzling their cheek against the bulge between his legs and digging their nose into the fabric to breathe in his scent which shot straight to their groin. Their hazy eyes looked up at him pleadingly as they slipped their hand into their pants to rub their lower lips.

Minhyeok blushed as they began to suck at his tip, leaving a wet spot on the front of the fabric. “Not out here. Let's go to the roo-”

He paused, remembering that Seo-jūn was currently asleep in there.

Even if he wasn't, Ra-on protested. “Want you. Now.”

They moved to bite at the elastic band of his boxers and pulled them down with practiced grace to free his half-hard cock.

 He stammered over himself, realizing that he was still technically in the hallway. “Ra-on, we need to move.”

“No one cares,” they said as they began to slurp at the head of his cock, running their tongue over the spots they knew would make him hard. “Need you.”

Minhyeok shook off their dismissive attitude as a consequence of their sudden heat, but he was still uncomfortable with the idea of being so public about their love making. He insisted on privacy of some sort. Given Ra-on's current state, however, he doubted they could last long.

“Let's go in the bathroom,” he suggested, hoping they could at least be patient enough for him to get in and close the door.

They seemed to pout around his cock, but they pulled themselves off of him and quickly backed into the room so he could fit inside.

He sighed with relief that they weren't so far gone as to ignore anything but their own desires.

He stepped into the space they made for him and quickly shut the door. As soon as Ra-on heard him lock it, however, they returned to sucking at him with renewed vigor. Their plush lips wrapped around his shaft, sliding down to his base like they wanted to devour him whole.

Minhyeok's fists balled at his sides. He bit his lip so fiercely that he tasted iron. His eyes shut. He was focused solely on the wet warmth of Ra-on's greedy mouth. Even the world around him faded into nothingness as they sucked at him.

He let them work, speaking only in small phrases as he vacillated between meaningless babbling, shameless praise and desire, and declaring his love for them. He let them do as they wanted with him, using the door he was pinned against as support to keep himself upright as tension built in the pit of his stomach and his legs became shaky.

The only moment he dared to interfere in their work was when he felt something dense growing inside of him, clawing and begging to be set free. He dared not touch them but that did not stop his hips from bucking forward, seeking out the pleasure they willingly offered.

He was almost ashamed at how quickly they made him spill onto their tongue.

Ra-on pulled back. Their hazy eyes flicked up to him, still dancing and swirling with lust. They opened their mouth wide so he could see the puddle of white pooled on their tongue. 

Minhyeok had tried to tell them in the past that they didn't have to swallow it, but they had always insisted. He knew that Ra-on had no choice but to drink it while they were separated, so he didn't want to insist on it now. It was Ra-on who told him that they were ‘tired of trying it secondhand and wanting to taste it from the source’. Now, he dared not deny them. Now, he praised them for it.

“Good job,” he said. “Swallow it for me.”

They closed their mouth and Minhyeok watched as their throat bobbed.

He loved them.

“Minhyeok…” Ra-on whined as their glistening fingers – no doubt their own slick – glided over his now soft cock.

“I need a minute.” It was a fact, but he said it like an apology.

He knew what they wanted, but he couldn’t give it to them right away. That didn't mean he would make them wait though.

He held out his hand to them. “Come here.”

As soon as they grabbed onto him, he lifted them up to standing while he fell to his knees. It was a reversal of their positions. And, just like a proper reversal, he took to performing their role.

Minhyeok wrapped his fingers around the band of their pants and pulled them down. He was greeted by the sight of their panties, a noticeable wet patch soaking through the fabric.

He dared not take them off – they were too beautiful a sight. Instead he hooked his finger under the fabric and pulled them aside so he could kiss their shining lips and suck at their eager bud.

Unlike him, who had kept his hands to himself while being pleasured, Ra-on was quick to bury their hands in his hair and press him against themselves so hard that he couldn't breathe. He didn't mind. Dying between their legs as they came on his tongue would be one of the best ways to go. Though, he knew his ghost would die a second time of shame once it was explained to his family how he passed.

He put such thoughts out of his mind. For the time being, he was enjoying making a mess of his spouse's desperate cunt.

“More,” Ra-on panted as they practically rode his tongue.

He would give them as much as they wanted.

Minhyeok grabbed onto one of their legs and lifted it over his shoulder so they were straddling him. For a brief moment, they were thrown off balance, but they quickly regained it as they tightened their grip on his scalp. Although, it wasn't as quick as it could have been due to the fact that he had not stopped licking the depths of their walls for even a moment. In fact, he explored them even deeper since this position allowed him to.

“More. Don't stop,” Ra-on sang as they humped his face. “Cumming.”

And they trembled as he ate them out through their orgasm. His cock responded in kind, finally growing hard once again.

Ra-on took notice of his current state immediately, eyes growing large and breath heavy as they stared down at the appendage that they wanted so much.

Minhyeok smirked up at them, his lips shining with their wetness. “One moment.”

They whined like a kicked puppy.

He tilted his face up just enough to kiss the spot below their belly, silently promising that they would have what they wanted soon enough.

Minhyeok shifted beneath them, moving from a kneeling position to a sitting one. The tile of the bathroom was cool compared to his burning skin, but he endured the discomfort while he adjusted so that Ra-on would have a place to sit.

Once he was settled, he opened his arms wide to invite Ra-on into his lap.

They fell into his open arms, wrapping their arms around his shoulders to steady themselves as they mindlessly began to rub against his shaft. Their underwear was still pushed to one side as they slid against his length.

He smiled at them and said, “It's all yours.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, they sank themselves onto his hardness. The heat of their walls enveloped him and squeezed down around him.

“My husband,” they groaned as they began to finally ride him.

“I'm right here,” Minhyeok cooed at them. “I have you.”

His voice was gentle where their pace was not. He had only just penetrated them, but they moved on top of him as if it would be the last time they ever touched. Ra-on had always been insatiable when they went into heat.

Minhyeok braced himself for the request he knew would come next.

“Bite me,” Ra-on begged as they held Minhyeok close, nearly crying in need. “Minhyeok. Please.”

He hated this part of their heat. It was a part he would never be able to satisfy, no matter how he tried. Even if he bit them – and he had a few times over the years – it would never take as a claiming mark because he was a beta, but he tried anyway because he hated to watch them cry.

They moaned – deep and loud and lewd – as he sunk his blunt teeth into the side of their neck. He knew it wasn't the exact right place if he were making an authentic claim, but it was the best he could manage at his given angle.

They clenched around him as he bit down, their walls fiercely gripping onto his cock and refusing to let him even move.

“Not enough,” they whined through oncoming sobs. “Harder. Want to be yours.”

He had already broken the skin. If Minhyeok bit any harder there would be the potential of causing real damage. 

“I'm sorry, Ra-on,” he apologized as he licked their wound – something he had once read that alpha do in order to both heal the injury they made and to solidify their new claim. All he could do was apologize.

“Please,” they babbled through the tears that finally began to spill over. They wrapped their arms around the back of his neck to hold him close as they began to ride him faster, hoping that pleasure would somehow sway him. “Pleasepleasepleaseplease.”

But all he could do was apologize. He would never be able to replicate what they were looking for no matter how he tried. Even though he wished he could claim them to make their marriage and bond deeper than a piece of paper and a promise, he knew he couldn’t.

Their crying and begging only got more frantic as they continued to bounce in his lap, attempting to use their body to convince him to do the impossible. 

No matter how many times they had been through this same song and dance over the last four years, it never hurt any less. He hated seeing them cry as they begged him for something he could never give. He loved knowing they wanted it, but despised biology for leaving him unable to provide this one thing for them.

He wished he was an alpha just for them.

As Ra-on rode him at a panicked pace, he grabbed either side of their face to force them to look at him.

Their eyes were bloodshot and swollen.

“We'll do it as much as you want until this passes. Okay?” It was less of a question and more of a promise. After all, he knew that if he couldn’t mark them their heat wouldn't settle down until they were left exhausted.

It was all he could do for them as the tears began to spill over.

[youngcozyboy]

[sim download]

Minhyeon Choi

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Go into the game and check it out for yourself!

[CAS]

[Clothing]

DL(Link) : SFS

[dimethief]

(Hi, forgot to post this on my tumblr. Part 2 of this series is oooooout as well after 8 mouths lol sorry)

Chapters: 4/4 Fandom: League of Legends RPF Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Lee "Gumayusi" Min-hyeong/Moon "Oner" Hyeon-joon, Lee "Gumayusi" Min-hyeong & Ryu "Keria" Min-seok Characters: Lee "Gumayusi" Min-hyeong, Moon "Oner" Hyeon-joon, Ryu "Keria" Min-seok, Lee "Faker" Sang-hyeok, Choi "Zeus" Woo-je Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Angst with a Happy Ending, Light Angst, Possibly Unrequited Love, Alpha Gumayusi, Alpha Oner, Omega keria, Beta Faker, I'm Bad At Tagging, It's a love story, Alphas will be alpha, maybe heavy angst??, Omega Zeus, Omegas are the real heros Series: Part 1 of Unnatural

[allwideyed]

[chaedahui-jiyo-blog]

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[minhyeon-is-drawing]

“My eyes see the unknown colors and beauty, something you failed to see.”

: ̗̀➛ min-hyeon ‘min’ (旼賢)   ✾ minor   ✾ korean american   ✾ he/she/they

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AN: My art would consist of sensitive topics such as vent, refrence to irl politics, eyestrain, suggestive and gore/body horror. please be careful when engaging with my content.

[doubtscomein]

happy 100 posts chat....ahaha.....

[leedosbunnyboy]

Jaehyun; Lunch Break

Genre: Angst, Smut

Pairing: Jaehyun x M!Reader

Requested: no

Warning(s): mentions of homophobia, handjobs, fingering, degradation, rim job, eating out, cum eating, semi-public sex, mentions of exhibitionism, implied penetrative sex

Summary: On your dad's birthday, he decides to have a family dinner. Little do you know, he chose the restaurant your boyfriend works at.

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"Hide everyone!" My oldest brother yelled as he saw our dad return from work.

All six of us hid behind couches, doors, and tables as we awaited Dad walking through the door.

Thick, heavy footsteps stopped outside the door as the knob began to turn with a small squeak.

"SURPRISE!" We all yelled as dad smiled.

"Thank you kids." He said and invited all of us into a hug.

"Don't forget me!" Mom complained as she pecked him on the cheek.

We each took our turns handing him out gifts as he took his time appreciating each one.

As we cleaned up the mess of discarded present wrappers and neglected price tags, the topic of dinner was brought up by our youngest sister.

"I'm hungry!" Whined Naeun as she plopped on the floor.

"Speaking of it, I am too." My youngest brother, Minhyeon, said.

"I could go for dinner." My oldest brother, Juyeon, chimed in.

Thus started the arguing of which restaurant to go to as your parents rolled their eyes at our pointless fighting.

"QUIET!" Bellowed our mother.

"It's your dad's birthday, so he gets to choose where we eat." She said and looked up to our dad.

We stood around as we awaited our dad's final verdict.

"Alright! I've decided." He said and stood up.

"Where are we going?" My older sister, Songyee, asked.

"That's a surprise." He said and grabbed his keys.

I knew dad would say something along those lines, considering he never gives a straight answer. We all hopped into the car and waited to see which restaurant dad chose as our destination.

Along the way I decided to text my boyfriend, Jaehyun, out of boredom.

Me:

Jae :(

Jaehyun<3:

Yes baby?

Me:

I'm bored and wanna talk

Jaehyun<3:

Why are you bored?

Me:

It's my dad's birthday, and he's taking us to some 'mystery' restaurant to celebrate.

Jaehyun<3:

Well I'd love to keep my babyboy company, but I've got to get back to work.

Me:

:,(

Jaehyun<3:

I'll be on lunch break soon, then we can talk. Okay babe?

Me:

Yeah, talk to you later. I love you.

Jaehyun<3:

I love you too<3

"We're here!" Dad yelled out as he parked the car.

We each hopped out and entered the restaurant.

It was on the fancier side with many intricate designs on the walls and decor.

We waited to be seated as the place seemed to be packed.

"I'm so sorry about the wait. How many to be seated?" Asked the lady at the counter.

"Seven." Dad answered.

The lady gathered the menus and led us to our table.

"We'll have a waiter with you shortly." She said and left shortly after.

"I see someone wanted somewhere 'high-up' for his birthday." Juyeon joked.

"This is a nice restaurant, Dad!" Cheered Naeun.

"Well I wanted somewhere nice to celebrate with my wonderful family." Dad smiled.

"Hi! I'm Jaehyun and I'll be your wai- (M/n! You didn't tell me you were gonna be here." Jaehyun said.

"(M/n), do you know him?" Mom asked me.

"Yeah, he's a friend." I lied.

I could see the smile on his face fade into one of defeat.

"Anyways, I'll be getting your drinks before I go on my lunch break." Jaehyun said and pulled out his notepad.

We each ordered our drinks and I couldn't even look Jaehyun in the eyes.

"I'll get your drinks out as soon as possible." He said before turning around.

"Wait, Jaehyun was it?" Dad called him down.

"Yes sir?" He responded.

"You said you were going on your lunch break soon. So why not join us?" Dad told Jaehyun.

"Are you sure?" Jae asked with a dumbfounded expression.

"Of course! Any friend of my kids is welcome." Dad cheered.

"Well thank you. I'll get your drinks and be right back." He said and hurriedly ran into the kitchen.

"Hey (M/n). Your friend's cute." Songyee whispered.

"Well he's off-limits." I whispered back.

She sat back and pouted and then continued to look over the menu.

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Jaehyun came back with our drinks and was out of his uniform in favor of a loose black shirt.

"Thank you again for welcoming me." He said as he took his seat next to me.

"Anytime Jaehyun." Mom said with a smile.

I felt Jaehyun's hand slowly attempt to intertwine our fingers underneath the table, but I swatted him away. He responded by looking at me with puppy eyes as I ignored him to straighten my posture.

"(M/n), why don't you ever invite Jaehyun over?" Mom asked me.

"I wonder the same thing." Jaehyun said under his breath.

I elbowed him in the ribs and then turned my attention back to my parents.

"He's usually busy with school or work, so there's never been a good time." I said.

My mom nodded as her attention was taken by the new waiter.

"Is everyone ready to order?" He asked.

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The dinner was fun and lighthearted, except for me and Jaehyun.

He would try to make conversation with me, but I would simply ignore him or give simple answers.

I could tell he was getting frustrated by the way his grip on his cup was getting tighter, to the point where his knuckles were beginning to turn pale. The tip of his ears turned bright red, and for a second I thought I could see steam coming from his ears.

But somehow, he was still able to keep a smile and make conversation with my family.

I'm pretty sure they began to sense the tension as they would give us these looks of concern.

"I need to use the restroom." I said and left the table in a hurry. I knew he was following me based off the frustrated, heavy footsteps trailing behind me.

As soon as I entered the bathroom I was pinned against the wall.

"Jae! What are yo-!" I couldn't even finish my sentence before Jaehyun's lips met mine. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist and tangled my hands into his hair as he forced his tongue into my mouth.

"Why have you been ignoring me (M/n)?" He asked in a deep, husky tone.

I didn't answer him and instead tried to grind into him to give friction to my aching cock.

"Answer me." He growled and gripped my hips.

"Because I don't know what my dad would do if he knew I was with a guy!" I exclaimed.

He slowly trailed his hand to toy with my cock through my jeans.

"You could've just told me that instead of ignoring me. I felt hurt (M/n)." Jaehyun said as he moved his hand up and down in a slow rhythm.

"I'm sorry Jae-!" I whined when he slipped his hand inside of my pants.

We both kept quiet as Jaehyun continued to work on giving me a handjob. His movements getting progressively louder as more pre-cum leaked from my slit.

Without warning, he turned me around and pinned me against the wall.

"Such a bad boy for ignoring me. You deserve to be punished." Jaehyun whispered which sent chills down my spine.

He gave my ass a hard slap which caused me to yelp in pain.

"Shh! We're still in a public bathroom, remember? Unless you wanna be seen getting absolutely wrecked." He smirked as he lowered my pants and boxers to my knees.

"But you'd probably love that you fucking slut." He growled and spit on my hole.

"J-jae, isn't this your l-lunchbreak?" I asked.

"Don't worry baby. I already found what I want to eat." He inserted a finger into me as he continued to give me a handjob.

"Does that feel good?" Jaehyun asked after he inserted another finger.

I nodded furiously as I whined out an incoherent answer.

"Use words whore." He demanded.

"Y-you're so fu-fucking good, Jae." I moaned as he added a third finger.

"Good boy." He complemented and pulled out his fingers.

I whined in frustration to being empty and Jaehyun smirked at this.

"Calm down sweetheart. I'll get to the main course." He immeadiatly began to lick and kiss around and on my hole.

Jaehyun then slowly began to lick and bite before savagely eating me out my hole as if he had been starved for years.

I digged my fingers into the palm of my hand due to being overwhelmed by the pure ecstasy that is Jaehyun's tongue.

All throughout this, he never stopped giving me a handjob, and I could feel myself reaching my climax.

"Jaehyun~, I'm gon-na bust!" I moaned out.

"Cum baby." He said and then continued to ravage my hole with his tongue.

After a few seconds I came all over his hand and some even managed to land on the wall.

Jaehyun brought his hand to his mouth before licking up my cum.

He smeared the leftovers on my hole before licking it up.

He grabbed a few paper towels and cleaned up his hand, my dick, and the cum that landed on the wall. He pulled up my pants before I collapsed into his arms.

"We should get back to dinner." I said, but Jaehyun instead roughly placed me on the counter.

"We're not done here yet baby. We're not leaving until I cum. So be prepared to ride this dick like a pretty slut." He whispered into my ear.

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"They've been gone for a while don't you think?" (M/n)'s mom commented.

Their food had arrived 30 minutes and they were prepared for dessert.

"Ju, go check on your younger brother." His dad said as Juyeon headed towards the bathroom.

He walked into the bathroom and was met with...

"Jae, faster, faster, fuck-!" (M/n) moaned.

"(M/n), you're so fucking tight! Take this cock like a good little slut!" Jaehyun growled to the boy pinned underneath him.

"Ahem!" Juyeon coughed.

Both boys looked in shock at the person standing in front of them.

"Am I interrupting something?"

[serenityseventeen]

Hoshi (권순영):

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“Soonyoung Over Ice Cream”

You mistake Soonyoung as your friend and rant to him, before realizing. However, he's fine with it and you two get along; but you weren't expecting that that mistake would flip your boring and lonely life inside out.

Hoshi x reader

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‘I'LL BE THERE SOON, JUST WENT TO BUY SOME ICE CREAM.’

You guy best friend texted back. You didn't get the chance to see that text until 5 minutes after it sent.

You walked at a slow pace to the place where you two agreed to meet. He told you that he'd be wearing a plain white shirt and black cap, sitting somewhere in the park after he got his ice cream.

You had so many things you wanted to tell him, about your days, and about how lonely and bored you've been the past month. All of your friends were often partying and you weren't fond of parties, so everyday for you just repeated. After getting the text from your male friend, you were excited to just see someone you knew again and be able to speak comfortably about your worries with them.

You entered the park and texted your friend, but he didn't reply.

Wondering around the park, you looked for anyone who matched the description of your male friend. The park had no playground or anything, it was just a simple place with a water fountain in the center. There were benches to the side, and sidewalks that guided through.

Walking past the trees in the park and following the sidewalk, you saw a guy on his phone, sitting on a bench. He had an ice cream cone in his hand, and his legs were crossed. He was wearing a plain white shirt and a black cap, matched with black sweatpants.

You smiled and ran toward him.

“Why didn't you reply to my message?” You asked, pulling him into a hug the moment you sat down beside him on the bench.

He didn't reply. You wrapped your hands around him and buried your head into his chest, that seemed more firm than the skinny male friend you knew. Anyways, you shook it off.

-

Soonyoung was blushing and at a loss for words. His arms were out as you squeezed his waist. He was afraid that your ears that were pressed against his chest would hear his racing heartbeat.

He was about say something, when you started speaking.

“Do you know, my life has been so boring! I have no one to talk to, everyone just parties! I know you don't like parties either, and what could you possibly be doing?? Everyday for me is just the same and there is nothing different! Gosh, I'm so so so tired! You should talk to me more, Minhyeon!” You said, pouting slightly. After that, you gave a smile. Soonyoung chuckled softly at your sudden rant.

He had already figured you mistook him for someone else. So he just decided to stay quiet, but couldn't help release a chuckle.

You buried yourself into his chest even more, causing him to feel flustered. “And talking about hanging out more, which gym did you go to to get this fit? Maybe I should get a new hobby?”

Soonyoung blushed, and tried to put his ice cream into his mouth. His arms were still awkwardly flying, not dating to touch you.

“Ugh, maybe I can go on a blind date or something... I don't want to live by myself, it's way too lonely! Should I adopt a petm? Maybe then my life won't be so repetitive and boring!”

Soonyoung smiled at hearing you rant to him, not realizing yet that both of you were a strangers to each other.

After squeezing Soonyoung's waist once more, you finally got off him. “And why is your heart beating so fast? We've been friends for-”

That's when you saw. The man you hugged and ranted to was not a familiar face, not someone you recognized or knew at all!

You moved back in shock. “OH MY GOD!”

One, the man you hugged and ranted to was dreamingly handsome; Two, you hugged and ranted to a complete stranger, that's why you shouted those words.

He giggled quietly, and bowed a respectful hello. You did the same, completely embarrassed.

“I'm so sorry, I thought you were my friend... if you excuse me…” You turned away from him, pressing your lips together in embarrassment when you felt his hand take your wrist.

“Actually, do you want some ice cream?” He asked, with a friendly smile on his face. He stood up and you could see his dark hair covering a bit of his forehead.

The thought of ice cream made you want it. Then, you saw the melted ice cream cone in his hand that he had barely eaten.

“I will buy you the ice cream, to make up for what I just did...” You said, putting on a smile.

You dug into your bag and found some wet wipes that your kept. It had been so long since you carried a bag for personal reasons that you forgot to check what was in it. Thankfully, there weren't things too strange.

“Oh, thank you.” Soonyoung threw away his ice cream.

He reached for the wipes but you took his hand instead, wiping off the sticky ice cream. Soonyoung smiled at your cuteness, blushing slightly.

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You two got into the line in front of the ice cream truck. The line wasn't long, there were like four people ahead of you.

“May I ask what your name is?” He asked you.

“Oh, I'm Y/N... may I ask yours?” You turned your head to him, clenching your bag.

“Kwon Soonyoung.” He replied with a shy smile that made your heart flutter.

You nodded then turned back forward to the line.

“I'm really really sorry, I didn't realize that you weren't my friend.” You said again.

“No, it's really fine!” He said, his eyes smiling shyly just like his lips. You blushed a little when you saw that cute expression.

You two got closer to the front when suddenly, you felt a tap on your shoulder. You looked over your shoulder and Soonyoung did too.

You cocked, seeing your male friend with a popsicle. “Where were you?” he asked, blinking innocently.

Soonyoung covered his mouth as he let out a little laugh. You just couldn't believe it. You kicked your friend playfully and told him to wait until after you bought ice cream.

When you turned to the truck, the man was already handing you two ice cream cones. Flustered, you asked Soonyoung, “I said I would buy-”

“No no, it's really fine.” He said with a shy smile. He reached for the cones and gave one to you.

You two got out of the way and walked to the fountain, not much words spoken. You two stopped by the water fountain.

“I apologize once again for making you spend your money twice... I probably ruined your plans, didn't I?” You glanced at your friend who just gave you a weird look. He was wearing nothing like he described he was going to wear.

“No, it's really fine,” Soonyoung replied humbly. “By the way, Y/N, I'm sorry if the ice cream is not a flavor you like.”

You shook your head, licking the ice cream off your lips. “No, I like it!”

Soonyoung smiled and after a moment of hesitation, you two bid farewells. Your heart didn't want to just leave the memorable stranger, but you couldn't take the courage to ask for his number.

You waved to him and while walking past him to your friend who was waiting, he grabbed your wrist again, making your heart pound.

“Actually…” He looked into your eyes, with a shy chuckle, he continued, “Can I get your number?”

-

You looked back at the text messages that you and Soonyoung exchanged.

After you two met, you two would call each other often and he would text you too. Of course, you were overjoyed just at the thought of having someone to talk to.

He would call you every other day, and sometimes at the most random times just to tell you some of the simplest things. He explained that he was busy with work but wanted to talk to someone too, so he always called you.

You would smile every time. Sometimes when he called before bed, you two would talk for hours just about each other until the sky was midnight dark.

You guess that you two could be called text and call buddies. However, you had already started feeling different around him, even if he wasn't there with you in person.

Just the way he laughed and talked was enough to get your heart racing.

You two had finally made plans to see each other again. A lot of the time, you two wouldn't meet in person, but over the past month, you two have met again twice. To you, it felt more like dates than normal hangout with friends. This next ‘date’ was at the park where you two first met.

Arriving at the park, Soonyoung was waiting at the parking lot for you. You smiled and hugged him upon seeing him.

Soonyoung felt his body grow warm, as his ears turned red.

“So why are we here?” You asked, turning to the park. You could see the fountain in the distance and here the splashes of the water faintly.

“To talk of course! We're friends!” Soonyoung replied with a smile. He laughed at himself afterward for a reason you didn't know.

“Actually, I wanted to buy some ice cream.” He replied, his voice held this tone of honesty.

You smiled and pointed at him with your index finger. “This time, I'm paying!”

Soonyoung giggled shyly. “Fine, fine.”

-

You two bought ice cream cones of the same flavor as the day you two met. You were quite astonished at how fast the relationship between you two changed, within a month.

Licking your ice cream and sucking in the delicious and soft texture of the ice cream, you two walked in silence.

“Hey, Y/N, you know that arcade we went to last time?” Soonyoung asked, turning to you. He had some ice cream on his lips but you didn't mention it.

“Of course, what about it?” You asked, licking the leftover ice cream off your lips. You bit into the cone, and it made a small crunch.

“I heard there was a new game. It's supposedly very hard to beat. The highest score is 300.” Soonyoung said glancing over at you occasionally.

“Ooh, what is it about?” You turned to him and saw ice scream still smudged on his lips.

Soonyoung stopped. “It's about eating ice cream. Ice cream falls from the sky and you have to catch them but each time you catch them you have to press a specific number and letter of keys on the keyboard.”

You nodded, unable to take your eyes off the ice cream on his lips. Finally, you took out a small napkin from your bag.

“You have some ice cream on your lips.” You said, wiping it off diligently.

Soonyoung smiled as your gentle hands wiped off the ice cream that he purposely left.

He placed his hand on yours and took a bite of his ice cream, with some on his lips, he pulled you close.

“Actually, you've had some on yours for a while now too.” Soonyoung said.

You stomach filled with butterflies and your heart couldn't stop racing.

You licked your lips. “Oh, really?”

There was no taste of sweetness on your lips.

Soonyoung dropped his ice cream on the concrete floor and put both of his hands on the back of your neck, placing his sweet, ice cream coated lips onto yours.

“Now you do.” He smiled and licked off the ice cream on his lips, with a mischievous smile. You felt yourself blush uncontrollably.

You two looked at each other in the eyes for a second, as if his eyes told you, “I'll get it for you.”

He placed his lips on your lower lip, tasting the sweetness of the ice cream on your soft lips made him want it even more. Even after the ice cream dissolved in his mouth, he continued to kiss you, this time not just on your lower lip where the ice cream once was.

You usually never chose anyone over food,

but he's an exception.

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-serenityseventeen

I UNDERSTAND, READER. THESE 13 GUYS ARE EXCEPTIONS!

AND I FREAKING MISREAD THE REQUEST- IM SORRY

[2af-afterdark]

Son of Hell - Chapter 7 (amab version)

Fandom: What in Hell is Bad? Characters: Minheyok, MC Content: Post-canon, omegaverse, cum drinking, oral sex, heat/mating cycles, Beta/Omega, biting, semi-public sex(?), Minhyeok is soft for Ra-on Word Count: 2,303 A/N: This is a big H-scene of a chapter. There are two version depending on how you image Ra-on. They are functionally the same though.

AFAB version here

Ra-on stared at the glass filled to the brim with Satan's energy – it was cum, but they tried not to think about that; they were married after all and it felt like a form of infidelity to think of the glass in that way. They knew they would need to drink it eventually given that staying in Hell was no simple task for the human body, but…

They looked around the room provided to them by Satan. It had once been all theirs but now they would share it with Minhyeok and Seo-jūn. It was certainly large enough to fit them all.

Minhyeok would of course sleep in their bed, despite Sitri's protests, and Seo-jūn had his own cot that had quickly been acquired on his behalf.

At the moment, Minhyeok was struggling to put him to bed after having to wake him up yet again so he could brush his teeth and change his clothes. It was the perfect distraction for Ra-on to grab the glass and make their way to the bathroom so Minhyeok didn't see them drink it. They didn’t bother to lock the door behind them since they only planned to stay long enough to drink the contents of the glass. After that, they would return to their room and go to bed with Minhyeok.

The taste was bitter on their tongue. As soon as the thick, tangy liquid hit their stomach, a warmth began to flow through them. It crept up their spine and made their neck sweat so much that they had to remove their collar for comfort. A subtle tingling feeling settled at the base of their brain and their ass felt hot.

They braced themselves against the counter with one hand and, with the other, they started to rub their fingers between their cheeks. Rather than relieving the feeling growing inside of them, however, their actions only served to make them hotter. Everything fell away except that growing sensation that wouldn’t be calmed no matter how they tried.

They didn’t know how much time passed, but there was eventually a knock at their door.

“Ra-on?” Even through their scattered thoughts, they recognized Minhyeon’s voice. “Are you okay? You’ve been gone for a while?”

For the first time in they-didn’t-know-how-long, they finally stopped touching themselves. There was something they wanted more just on the other side of the door.

On stumbling legs, they walked over to the door and opened it wide. Black eyes blinked at them in confusion from how suddenly they had answered his call.

They didn’t take heed of his reaction.

“Minheyok,” Ra-on dropped to their knees and whined as they pawed at the hem of his boxers. “You put Seo-jūn to bed, right?”

Their eyes were glazed over.

“Are you in heat?” Minhyeok asked, concerned by their sudden change in demeanor from when he had seen them only minutes ago..

Ra-on didn’t answer, instead nuzzling their cheek against the bulge between his legs and digging their nose into the fabric to breathe in his scent which shot straight to their groin. Their hazy eyes looked up at him pleadingly as they slipped their hand into the back of their pants to finger their own hole.

Minhyeok blushed as they began to suck at his tip, leaving a wet spot on the front of the fabric. “Not out here. Let's go to the roo-”

He paused, remembering that Seo-jūn was currently asleep in there.

Even if he wasn't, Ra-on protested. “Want you. Now.”

They moved to bite at the elastic band of his boxers and pulled them down with practiced grace to free his half-hard cock.

 He stammered over himself, realizing that he was still technically in the hallway. “Ra-on, we need to move.”

“No one cares,” they said as they began to slurp at the head of his cock, running their tongue over the spots they knew would make him hard. “Need you.”

Minhyeok shook off their dismissive attitude as a consequence of their sudden heat, but he was still uncomfortable with the idea of being so public about their love making. He insisted on privacy of some sort. Given Ra-on's current state, however, he doubted they could last long.

“Let's go in the bathroom,” he suggested, hoping they could at least be patient enough for him to get in and close the door.

They seemed to pout around his cock, but they pulled themselves off of him and quickly backed into the room so he could fit inside.

He sighed with relief that they weren't so far gone as to ignore anything but their own desires.

He stepped into the space they made for him and quickly shut the door. As soon as Ra-on heard him lock it, however, they returned to sucking at him with renewed vigor. Their plush lips wrapped around his shaft, sliding down to his base like they wanted to devour him whole.

Minhyeok's fists balled at his sides. He bit his lip so fiercely that he tasted iron. His eyes shut. He was focused solely on the wet warmth of Ra-on's greedy mouth. Even the world around him faded into nothingness as they sucked at him.

He let them work, speaking only in small phrases as he vacillated between meaningless babbling, shameless praise and desire, and declaring his love for them. He let them do as they wanted with him, using the door he was pinned against as support to keep himself upright as tension built in the pit of his stomach and his legs became shaky.

The only moment he dared to interfere in their work was when he felt something dense growing inside of him, clawing and begging to be set free. He dared not touch them but that did not stop his hips from bucking forward, seeking out the pleasure they willingly offered.

He was almost ashamed at how quickly they made him spill onto their tongue.

Ra-on pulled back. Their hazy eyes flicked up to him, still dancing and swirling with lust. They opened their mouth wide so he could see the puddle of white pooled on their tongue. 

Minhyeok had tried to tell them in the past that they didn't have to swallow it, but they had always insisted. He knew that Ra-on had no choice but to drink it while they were separated, so he didn't want to insist on it now. It was Ra-on who told him that they were ‘tired of trying it secondhand and wanting to taste it from the source’. Now, he dared not deny them. Now, he praised them for it.

“Good job,” he said. “Swallow it for me.”

They closed their mouth and Minhyeok watched as their throat bobbed.

He loved them.

“Minhyeok…” Ra-on whined as their glistening fingers – no doubt their own slick – glided over his now soft cock.

“I need a minute.” It was a fact, but he said it like an apology.

He knew what they wanted, but he couldn’t give it to them right away. That didn't mean he would make them wait though.

He held out his hand to them. “Come here.”

As soon as they grabbed onto him, he lifted them up to standing while he fell to his knees. It was a reversal of their positions. And, just like a proper reversal, he took to performing their role.

Minhyeok wrapped his fingers around the band of their pants and pulled them down. He was greeted by the sight of their underwear, a noticeable tent pitched in the front that stared him straight in the face.

It was a beautiful a sight, but he couldn’t reach what was underneath without moving them aside. He hooked his fingers into the band and pulled them down, watching with bated breath as their dick finally sprang free. He licked the tip gently before taking it into his mouth.

Unlike him, who had kept his hands to himself while being pleasured, Ra-on was quick to bury their hands in his hair and press him close enough that he couldn't breathe. He didn't mind. Dying as they came on his tongue would be one of the best ways to go. Though, he knew his ghost would die a second time of shame once it was explained to his family how he passed.

He put such thoughts out of his mind. For the time being, he was enjoying sucking on his spouse’s hard dick and tasting it as their tip leaked.

“More,” Ra-on panted as they practically fucked his throat.

He would give them as much as they wanted.

Minhyeok grabbed onto their thighs to brace himself as they began to fuck his mouth more violently and tightened their grip on his scalp. Their nails scraped his head and they pulled at his hair.

“More. Don't stop,” Ra-on sang as they humped his face. “Cumming.”

And they trembled as he continued to suck and lick at them through their orgasm. His cock responded in kind, finally growing hard once again at the taste of them spilling into his mouth just as he had earlier. Ang, just like them, he drank it. Though, he chose to drink it all without letting go of them so they could enjoy his throat tightening around them as he swallowed it all down.

Ra-on took notice of his current state immediately, eyes growing large and breath heavy as they stared down at the appendage that they wanted so much.

Minhyeok smirked up at them, his lips smearing with only a tiny bead of their cum that had managed to leak out. “One moment.”

They whined like a kicked puppy.

He tilted his face up just enough to kiss the spot below their belly, silently promising that they would have what they wanted soon enough.

Minhyeok shifted beneath them, moving from a kneeling position to a sitting one. The tile of the bathroom was cool compared to his burning skin, but he endured the discomfort while he adjusted so that Ra-on would have a place to sit.

Once he was settled, he opened his arms wide to invite Ra-on into his lap.

They fell into his open arms, wrapping their arms around his shoulders to steady themselves as they mindlessly began to rub their cock against his.

He smiled at them and said, “It's all yours.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, they sat up and sank themselves onto his hardness. The heat of their ass enveloped him and squeezed down around him.

“My husband,” they groaned as they began to finally ride him. 

“I'm right here,” Minhyeok cooed at them. “I have you.”

His voice was gentle where their pace was not. He had only just penetrated them, but they moved on top of him as if it would be the last time they ever touched. Ra-on had always been insatiable when they went into heat.

Minhyeok braced himself for the request he knew would come next.

“Bite me,” Ra-on begged as they held Minhyeok close, nearly crying in need. “Minhyeok. Please.”

He hated this part of their heat. It was a part he would never be able to satisfy, no matter how he tried. Even if he bit them – and he had a few times over the years – it would never take as a claiming mark because he was a beta, but he tried anyway because he hated to watch them cry.

They moaned – deep and loud and lewd – as he sunk his blunt teeth into the side of their neck. He knew it wasn't the exact right place if he were making an authentic claim, but it was the best he could manage at his given angle.

They clenched around him as he bit down, their walls fiercely gripping onto his cock and refusing to let him even move.

“Not enough,” they whined through oncoming sobs. “Harder. Want to be yours.”

He had already broken the skin. If Minhyeok bit any harder there would be the potential of causing real damage. 

“I'm sorry, Ra-on,” he apologized as he licked their wound – something he had once read that alpha do in order to both heal the injury they made and to solidify their new claim. All he could do was apologize.

“Please,” they babbled. They wrapped their arms around the back of his neck to hold him close as they began to ride him faster, hoping that pleasure would somehow sway him. “Pleasepleasepleaseplease.”

But all he could do was apologize. He would never be able to replicate what they were looking for no matter how he tried. Even though he wished he could claim them to make their marriage and bond deeper than a piece of paper and a promise, he knew he couldn’t.

Their crying and begging only got more frantic as they continued to bounce in his lap, attempting to use their body to convince him to do the impossible. 

No matter how many times they had been through this same song and dance over the last four years, it never hurt any less. He hated seeing them cry as they begged him for something he could never give. He loved knowing they wanted it, but despised biology for leaving him unable to provide this one thing for them.

He wished he was an alpha just for them.

As Ra-on rode him at a panicked pace, he grabbed either side of their face to force them to look at him.

Their eyes were bloodshot and swollen.

“We'll do it as much as you want until this passes. Okay?” It was less of a question and more of a promise. After all, he knew that if he couldn’t mark them their heat wouldn't settle down until they were left exhausted.

It was all he could do for them as the tears began to spill over.

[lovedstains]

。゜ 🧷    *   𝙲𝙷𝙾𝙸  ,  𝙷𝙰 𝙹𝙾𝙾𝙽   :   @fxrgottcn​   .

                    minhyeon  can  feel  his  frustration  building  up  in  his  frame  .  he  shouldn’t  feel  like  this—  he  shouldn’t  have  steam  metaphorically  coming  out  of  his  ears  or  gripping  the  glass  in  his  hand  with  so  much  tension  that  he  fears  it  will  shatter  in  his  hand  .  he  watches  june  from  a  distance  within  the  stuffy  party  ,  pretending  as  though  he’s  interested  in  the  conversation  at  hand  when  in  reality  ,  he’s  too  busy  wondering  what  june  was  talking  about  which  had  the  other  laughing  as  though  it  was  the  funniest  thing  in  the  world  .  he  not  so  politely  excuses  himself  from  the  people  he’s  listening  to  ,  setting  the  glass  down  on  the  counter  with  more  force  than  necessary  .  ‘  are  you  two  having  fun  ?  ’  he  grits  out  ,  especially  looking  at  june  while  trying  (  and  failing  )  to  hide  his  jealousy  .  ‘  if  there’s  anything  you  need  ,  just  let  me  know  .  i’m  nothing  but  your  host  tonight  .  ’

[loveliest-sunshine-blog]

Hello 👋! The very first time I met @MlNHYEONH was when he was a Bae Jinyeong 🙊 and I don't think we could get along well, since he rarely appeared at that time. But! No! We could be this close now! Thanks to: his friendly, kind, and caring side. And he stay just like that until now. He's always caring to the people around him, and it's sooooooo sweet! I bet sometimes, it could be tired him up. Minhyeon sunbae, I hope everything is doing alright, eh? I believe you can get everything that's hard through! Anywaaaay, I heard you and your boyfriend is having your 4th mensiversary, eh? Congratulatioooons! I see him ( Sungwoon sunbaenim ) is a lovable man! I hope you could take a good care of him well, Minhyun sunbae! 💪 Please continue to loving each other, each and every time. And bring happiness only for each one of you! Make-it-last! 💐 P.s. I am waiting for the wedding invitation to come to me soooon! 😜

Sincerely, 로앙.

[imagines-bangtan]

Idols - Chapter Twelve - End

Chapter 1  Chapter 2  Chapter 3  Chapter 4  Chapter 5 Chapter 6  Chapter 7  Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 *Chapter 12 - End*

Genre: Fluff/Angst

Synopsis: When you moved to Korea to finish your Oxford language and translations degree in Korean. You never expected you’d become best friends with one of the biggest boy groups of the K Pop industry. Let alone dating a member of another. Life was perfect for you. But it soon came crashing down like a tone of bricks.

Word Count: 2140

A/N: I’m so sorry for taking so long writing this!!! I’ve been too scared to finish it!!! I might write an epologue if anyone wants it but idk!! Let me know!! 

29/08/17 - Idols - Fin~

The next morning you woke to knocking at your door and a voice telling you that Daegi had made breakfast. Pulling yourself out of bed, you made your way to the kitchen where all of the other boys were gathered around the table. When Daegi placed the food on the table, you all started to pile it onto your plates with watering mouths and tongues swiping across your bottom lips.

When you began to dig in, you looked around the table at the other member's faces. You could tell that Minhyeon was more than a little bit hung over by the way his eyes were still bloodshot and his shoulders were hunched.

Yujin’s entire face was swollen as it often was when he had just woken up, informing you he had been dragged here seconds after he woke up. The other members looked how they usually looked beside Jae-Hwa who looked exhausted. His eyes were swollen as if he had been crying all night, his hair looked as sweaty as it looked post nightmare, and his posture showed everything about being distressed. But you tried to ignore it all.

“What’s the plan for today?” Chee asked you, shoving a mixture of food into his mouth.

“I’m going to meet up with Yoongi later before he goes away for promotions.” You explained after swallowing a mouthful of warm food.

“When do you want us gone.” He asked.

“No idea yet.” You pushed more food into your mouth and the conversation ended there.

A half-comfortable silence fell over the table until you and Daegi caught each other’s eyes. His head jolted towards Jae-Hwa quickly and you knew exactly what he was trying to say. Your suspicions were right.

The meal came to a quiet end and you told the members they could take showers if they wished while you helped Daegi clean up. His eyes told you that he wanted to talk to you in private and you weren’t in the position to say no. His eyes told you that he was worried and that he had a lot to both ask and tell. And still, you weren’t in the position to not give him answers this time.

The tension began to rise as soon as the other members left the room and the two of you were alone. You began washing and drying in silence until Daegi spoke up two minutes later, “Jae-Hwa has been having nightmares since you and Minhyeon had your talk.” Your heart sank into your stomach. You knew the news would affect him, but you didn’t think it would do so this much. And the tone of Daegi’s voice made something deep in you snap. He almost seemed angry. You didn’t say anything because there were too many guilty thoughts going through your mind for you to sort out. None of which were you ready to voice. “I wasn’t going to tell you,” Daegi broke the silence after realising you weren’t going to, “but last night was the worst of it. He woke me up chanting "don’t go" over and over again until I shook him awake. Even when he woke up he was sobbing. What did you say to him?” His voice showed that he was genuinely worried. He didn’t care about any past drama, he put Jae-Hwa first for once because this time you hurt him.

You shook your head. You couldn’t tell him, not yet at least. Tears began to prick at your eyes and you had decided you were through with crying. “I can’t tell you, Gi.” Dropping your head, you wiped your eyes and started to quicken your pace at drying the dishes.

“Why not?” He yelled, throwing the cloth he was using into the sink and turning to you, “We’re friends, right? Why can’t you tell me?” You jumped back at his harsh tone and looked into his eyes to see them filling with tears. This is it. You thought. It took a lot to work Daegi up for him to explode and you had done it.

“I just… I can’t. Not yet.” You shook your head and looked anywhere apart from his now water filled eyes.

“Y/n,” He placed both hands on your shoulders and stared into your eyes as you still tried to avoid his, “what happened?” A tear fell from his left eye and before you could even think of responding you were saved by a buzzing in your pocket.

Quickly wiping your eyes and nose, you answered the call and ran away from Daegi as quick as possible as Yoongi’s voice filled your ears.

An hour passed before Yoongi arrived at your door. The boys had left half an hour ago, Daegi merely giving you a sad look as he walked out of the door not saying a word.

Pulling Yoongi into a hug as he walked through the door, you smiled and tried to forget what had happened this morning. You wanted to enjoy the day with your boyfriend without any other boys invading your thoughts.

“How was last night?” Yoongi knocked down your plans of not thinking about other boys with the first sentence he had said to you since he entered your place.

“Good! Like the old times!” You covered up the drama with a little white lie and sat next to Yoongi on the couch, “How is preparing for the comeback?” You successfully diverted the attention from you to him.

“Exhausting,” his shoulders sank and you could see from his eyes how hard he had been working, “but exciting. I miss being on the stage.” He admitted with a sincere smile.

Most of the preparations were complete now. All of the teaser photos had been released and the fans were ready to explode by the look of your twitter feed. All that had to be released was the music video, then promotions could really start. A mixture of feelings went through you at how close the comeback was, and how awful the timing was. On one hand, you were excited to see your boys back on the stage and doing what they did best, but on the other, your time with all of them was being stolen from what seemed like a long time. This one was a long album and you heard that they were promoting it for a long time due to the global success they had been receiving.

“What was the song you were working on yesterday?” You asked, confused as to why he was working on a song when the album had already been completed.

“Just something” He muttered.

After thinking for a while you decided to let it slide and instead you asked what the plan for today was and he admitted he hadn’t thought of anything to do. “How about we go out for dinner later? It might be the last time we can go out before comeback.” He offered, and you nodded with a smile.

For the rest of the morning, you sat around and laughed with each other as if nothing in the world was wrong. Both of you were susceptible to feeling like crap and had been through an awful lot, but somehow when the two of you were together you felt like everything was okay. Two negatives make a positive right?

“What are you going to wear out tonight, babe?” Yoongi asked with a hand resting on your thigh casually.

“No idea,” you answered having not thought that far ahead, “it depends on where we are going I guess.”

Yoongi seemed to think for a while, and you admired the look on his face as he did so, and even pinpointed the moment he had an idea. When he told you his plan, glee filled you to the brim. There was a new restaurant opening up not far away from where you lived that you had wanted to try since it was announced, but you had never had the chance to go. You smiled and nodded at his suggestion and he told you to start getting ready because of how long it took you to get ready.

Running to your bedroom, you pulled out your nicest dress and started to get changed. This dress, in particular, was one you had never worn before. It was floor length with material flowing from the bottom of your ribcage to the floor. The arms were completely lace and finished three-quarters of the way down your arms. You spent another on your makeup and hair, making sure everything was perfect and not overdoing it. It all had to be the way you wanted it to for this date.

Unlike most girls in the movies though, having a great reveal when they step out of the bedroom shimmering and radiating elegance and beauty, you were rushing around the house trying to find what you needed, meaning Yoongi didn’t only see the finished product, but probably every other stage in between. He watched with a love sick grin plastered on his face and thought about how much he wished to see you like this every single day. In fact, you were in such a rush that you didn’t notice him slip out of the door and return nearly 20 minutes later.

You had just about finished and now looked like how you had wished for him to see you when you stepped out of the bedroom door and whispered, “Where are those damn shoes?” to yourself. Yoongi chuckled lightly and stood up from his place on the couch with white roses and a pair of silver heels that were almost too much of a perfect match to the rest of your attire.

“How about these?” He asked with a stupid smile.

“How did… When?” You asked with your jaw on the floor.

“While you were doing your hair.” He laughed and walked over to you. With a wide grin on your face, you graciously took the flowers from his outstretched hands and started to lift your foot, expecting for him to put the shoes on you like a prince and princess, but instead, he took your waist, bent down, and threw you over his shoulder. “You can put them on in the car, we’re going to be late.”

Giggling, you let him carry you barefooted to the car and did as he said when you were placed into the passenger seat.

The drive to the restaurant was quiet and peaceful. Yoongi focused on driving while you daydreamed out of the window about the future. Although there were several thousand reasons it wouldn’t happen, you wanted to be this way with Yoongi until you died.

No time at all passed before you pulled up outside the restaurant, entered, and were seated in the middle of the whole place. Thanks to the prior arrangements and the high security, there were no cameras and no one that seemed to be interested in either you or Yoongi. A feeling of hope flushed through you after looking around, and you had the feeling this was going to be one of the best dates of your life.

“Can we get you some drinks?” A young looking woman approached your table with a little notebook and asked the two of you.

Yoongi turned to you and informed you that he wasn’t going to have a drink so he could drive the two of you, but that you were more than welcome to have whatever you wished. And so, after ordering one non-alcoholic drink and another red wine, the woman left the two of you alone.

Smalltalk started quickly and you informed Yoongi of most of what had happened while you were with the other group, but left out everything about Jae-Hwa and his nightmares. You told him who fell asleep first, who drank the most, who ate the most, who wouldn’t stop interrupting the movie with unwanted commentary, everything besides how Jae-Hwa did anything to go unnoticed but ended up sticking out the most. In the middle of telling your drunken Minhyeon story, your drinks came and you ordered your food. The waitress could not have come in better time for you were just getting up to the part where he started to pick a fight with Jae.

“How are the rest of the boys coping with the busy schedules?” You asked, taking a sip of your wine.

“They’re all exhausted. Jimin isn’t really eating enough, but we’re pushing him to every chance we get so he’s okay. We all just want it to be perfect you know?” He continued to talk about the other BTS members. Adding detail to how they all struggle with promotions and the build up in their own ways. About the dance line putting in all of the extra hours, vocal line refusing to talk for a whole day at times to preserve their voices, rap line staying up late at night doing certain exercises to warm up their mouths, and everyone staying away from anything that is potentially dangerous.

You listened with many mixed emotions running through you. You were glad they took so much pride in their work but also wished they didn’t overwork themselves as you knew they did. You often voiced this opinion, as did the fans, but they also told you that they would make no money if they didn’t go to the extremes that they did, so you had no choice but to accept what they were doing and just tell them to keep an eye on their health.

It was half way through your meal that Yoongi stopped speaking so freely and started to hesitate before every word. You tried not to notice at first until he stopped eating, clasped his hands together on top of the table and looked at you. “Babe,” he started, and you too knew that it was best you stopped eating for a moment too.

“What’s up?” You asked, forcing a casual tone into your voice.

“Actually, I have something to confess.” He lowered his eyes and you could tell he was trying to find a nice way to put what he was about to tell you. You also knew it wasn’t going to be an easy thing to hear which made your heart drop to your toes.

“Just say it, Yoongi.” You whispered, taking his hands into yours across the table and smiling uncertainly.

“Promotions are going to last 2-3 months.” He spoke sharply.

The whole restaurant went cold. The food turned to dirt. Your dress turned to rags. A giant wall of bars dropped between you and Yoongi. Everything turned to nothing.

“Oh.” Was the only syllable you could choke out before you started to pick at the dirt on your plate and refused to look at the man sat in front of you. If you did look, you knew the acidic tears burning your eyes would fall down to burn your cheeks too.

“Are you okay?” Yoongi asked, and instead of the melodic, comforting voice you usually heard from his mouth, you heard the sound of fire and sandpaper.

“Fine.” You answered, speeding up your eating, knowing you had to escape as fast as you could.

“It’s not that long, baby.” He started, shocked at how you reacted and wanting to patch up the hole in your heart as quickly as possible, “I’ll text you every day if I can, and we’ll see each other when I get back I promise. We’ll have ages together when I return. We can move in together, go public if we want to. Anything.” After your silence followed and he noticed the shaking of your body, he stopped talking. “What’s wrong?”

“None of that can happen, Yoongi.” You whispered.

“Why not? We both knew I would be away for a while. They only extended it by two months because of the international attention we’ve been getting. We don’t have to break up because of promotions. You and Jae-Hwa did fine so so can we!” He started to beg and you continued to look at the plate of food in front of you.

“I’m leaving in less than two months.” You stated.

“What?” He stopped talking and looked straight at you. His heart stopped beating for a moment while your words repeated in his head.

The truth had to come out eventually, you had just tried to delay it for as long as possible. Your time in Korea had almost come to an end meaning it was almost time for you to go back to your studies in England. It had been the best year of your life in Korea, so much so that you had almost forgotten that you were only here for a year as part of your Oxford course studies. This had become your life so all of your life in England had erased itself from your memory. In the beginning, you had made it known why you were here, but over time everyone you knew had forgotten that you were a foreigner here for a university programme. Telling Minhyeon and Jae-Hwa had a big enough effect. Jae-Hwa had begged you to stay through millions of falling tears and it later came to your attention that this very news had caused nightmares and bad thoughts to haunt him wherever he went. Minhyeon got very mad and started yelling at you. He even told you that you should never have befriended them if you knew you would just leave in the end. No matter how much you tried to explain their emotions just heightened and in the end, they decided that to make the most of your remaining time together they would keep everything on good terms.

Now was the moment of truth for how Yoongi would take it.

“My year's programme is nearly over Yoongi. I go back to university in England in two months.” You explained, trying to keep your voice neutral and the tears at bay.

“Okay.” He whispered and this time it was his turn to pick at his food.

Silence fell over the table. There was nothing to say. Nothing could change or fix the situation, so the only thing left to do was accept it.

“Let's just get the bill. It’s too stuffy in here.” He snapped. All you could do was nod and try to keep your heart beating. His reaction was already clear to you;

He had switched off his emotions.

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Three days had passed since you told Yoongi of your news. This also meant three days since you had heard from him. The hundreds of texts had been left unread and the only things you had heard about him were from Jungkook.

“Hyung’s locked himself away in his studio. He hasn’t spoken to any of us since he came back from your house last night. What happened? Did you break up?”

You didn’t explain to him what had happened between you and Yoongi and instead left the conversation by telling him to let you know when he came out.

You text Minhyeon the day you told Yoongi and he had agreed to have a drink with you the following day. He had told you to give Yoongi some space to let the information sink in. But you didn’t have the time for space. He would be starting promotions in four days now. This would be your last chance at anything.

That same day when you went back with Minhyeon, you decided to tell the rest of the boys of BiT. You stood at the front with all eyes on you and with Minhyeon’s hand on your shoulder, you just said the words with confidence. All members took the news exactly how you would expect they would. Chee and Yujin cried while Daegi nodded and hugged you.

That night you spent it at the BiT dorm.

But you’ve been alone since.

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Five days passed since you had told Yoongi, and yesterday Jin and Namjoon visited asking about what had happened between you and Yoongi. You were broken at this point, so you just told them. You told them that you were leaving. You told them that you didn’t want anything to turn out like this. You told them that you wanted to live a normal life. You lied that you wanted to be alone. You lied that you wished you had never met any of them. But they didn’t believe any of it for a second.

They went with you while you told everyone else in BTS. The other members cried and held you and you spent the night in their dorm.

You left this morning without seeing Yoongi.

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Today was the day before promotions started. BTS was now fully prepared and ready to go. You had decided to sit in the dark until their comeback officially started. You decided you were now going to be nothing more than a supportive fan to BTS. It had to happen eventually anyway.

When the clock hit 8 pm you heard a knock on your door. You emerged from your dark bedroom where you had spent most of your time and groggily made your way to the door. Unlocking it slowly and then pulling it open took more effort than you wanted to put into it. But as soon as the door opened you were greeted with a frantic Yoongi.

“I love you.” He yelled, huffing and rushing every syllable into one. He pulled you by your shoulders towards him and pressed his lips to yours. Forcing himself closer and closer and closer still, he kissed you hungrily, hyper aware of the ticking clock.

He started to walk forwards, forcing you backwards and kicked the door shut with his foot. His hands gripped your hips and yours held onto his arms to keep steady from every force acting on you at once.

“Do you have to leave?” He asked when he pulled back for air.

“Yes. The 29th. The dates set.” You breathed.

“Then let’s make the most of our last night.” He sighed and attacked your lips again.

He was gone when you woke up the next morning and only one piece of paper remained.

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The two months passed quicker than you thought. You kept yourself low the whole time. Exchanging a few texts a day with any of your friends. The first of the two months was spent keeping an eye on everyone and their promotions and the second was spent packing, contacting the university and preparing to leave. Preparing for today.

There were seven men in your house currently, none of them were any of the men you wished to have beside you on this day. They were carrying boxes from your house to the moving van outside and only talking to you when they absolutely had to.

Your phone stayed in your hand the whole day while you waited for any texts wishing you a goodbye. BiT were touring Japan now so they had said their goodbyes already while BTS had to do it over skype the night before. You missed them all too much. So much so you wanted to stay in Korea forever, but you knew you couldn’t. The whole year felt like a dream that was coming to an end. You never wanted to wake up, but like every dream, it has to be interrupted by reality.

Everything was soon packed into the van leaving you alone in what used to be your house but will soon belong to everyone else. People will be making new memories where all of yours were made, and you wished them the best. A drama free life unlike what yours was.

Wiping one more tear, you gripped your suitcase handle and walked out of the front door without looking back.

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Two hours after leaving your house, you pulled up at the airport. It was only when the taxi left and it was just you, your suitcase and an awaiting aeroplane to England that you realised this really was the end. Your life in Korea was over and it was now time to go back to being a normal university student, a life that you no longer wanted but had to live.

Gripping the handles tighter, you took a deep breath and started to walk. You checked in your bags quickly and started to walk towards security. Before you crossed the border where no non-passengers could cross, you looked back towards the entrance, half hoping for everyone to show up and drag you back, but upon seeing no familiar faces, you continued past security and successfully made it to the other side.

You sat waiting for your plane while looking at your phone and scrolling through all of the fansites for BTS and BiT. You had been watching all of their stages and shows and keeping up to date with everything they have been doing. They all looked happy and healthy. Since day one you have always said nothing compares to when they are up on stage, and you believe this until the last day.

While scrolling, you see a fan cam of Yoongi titled “mixtape?” and for some reason, you feel like it’s one you have to watch. You click play and see that it’s Yoongi standing alone on stage. He lifts the mic to his mouth and starts rapping a song you’ve never heard before and by the sounds of it neither had any of the fans. You listened to every lyric carefully and it seemed to hit something deep inside of you. It was only when the last line was spoken that you realised what it meant.

Your flight was called as soon as the video ended and so you made your way to the gate and quickly boarded the plane while fiddling with the piece of paper in your pocket.

“I’ll see you again - 170829”

The End