#minhyuk drabble

[iibonniee]

Kiss & Tell

Pairing: Lee Minhyuk x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Rating: G

Word Count: 0.6k

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If there was one thing on Y/N’s bucket list she wanted to do before grim reaper opened his arms and took her into his embrace, it was to simply dance in the rain (and kiss the person she loves the most). But there were requirements, of course. The rain had to be coming down full force, like the moment you step outside you’re soaked full force.

Drizzles wouldn’t cut it. Mist? Absolutely not. She wanted the rain that blurred streetlights and flooded the gutters, the kind that made your footsteps splash and your hair cling to your forehead like you were in a slow-motion music video.

So she waited.

Every forecast, every weather app, every twitch of a grey cloud was watched like it was a scheduled miracle. Spring rolled in with teasing breezes and half-hearted showers, and she cursed the universe softly each time a storm fizzled into a drizzle. But today? Today, the sky cracked.

She was standing at the window, arms crossed, when the heavens finally opened. Sheets of water poured from the sky like a dam had snapped loose in the clouds. Thunder rolled low and deep in the distance, and the world outside turned silver. She blinked. Then she ran.

“Minhyuk!” she called, barefoot, already halfway to the front door.

He barely had time to lift his head from the book in his lap before she was tugging his arm like an excited child on Christmas morning. “It’s time.”

“For…?”

She whipped the door open dramatically and turned toward him with all the urgency in the world. “The rain. It’s perfect. Come outside with me. Right now. No umbrella. No jacket. Just us.”

He blinked, confused for a beat. Then his eyes softened as he set the book aside. “You’re serious?”

“As a heart attack,” she nodded. “If I die tomorrow and I haven’t done this, I’ll haunt you.”

Minhyuk snorted, already peeling off his sweater. “You’re gonna catch a cold, you know that?”

“Worth it,” she grinned, grabbing his hand and dragging him into the downpour.

The world was cold, wet, and alive. Rain soaked through her clothes instantly, sticking fabric to her skin, making her laugh out loud from the shock of it. Her hair was plastered to her cheeks, her hands slick in his, but her smile was the brightest thing in the storm.

Minhyuk stood still for a moment, watching her spin in circles, arms out like a flower embracing the deluge. And then—he couldn’t help it—he joined her.

They danced like fools, slipping in puddles and laughing so hard it echoed off the rooftops. She lifted her face to the sky and spun until the world blurred, and he watched her like she was the only thing that made sense in the chaos. Her lips were trembling from the cold when she finally turned to face him.

“Well?” she breathed. “Isn’t this the most cinematic thing ever?”

“You’re insane,” he murmured, brushing wet hair from her face.

“And you love it.”

He didn’t argue.

Instead, he stepped closer, one hand cradling her jaw as the rain fell harder. There was a second where the world seemed to still, like even the thunder held its breath—and then he kissed her.

It was slow and aching and soaked through with all the warmth they didn’t have in their shivering bodies. His lips tasted like rainwater and forever. Her hands curled in the fabric of his shirt, clinging to the moment like it might dissolve with the storm.

When they pulled apart, he rested his forehead against hers, eyes closed.

“You’ve officially crossed it off,” he whispered.

She smiled. “One more thing done before the grim reaper gets here.”

Minhyuk chuckled, wrapping his arms around her as lightning lit up the sky behind them. “Guess I better help you finish the rest, huh?”

“Guess you better.”

And with the storm dancing all around them, so did they.

[flurrys-creativity]

Bijou

Pairing: Minhyuk (BTOB) x GN!Reader; Genre: Mafia AU, Arranged Marriage AU; Rating: sfw, PG-13; Warnings: none; Wordcount: 555

Summary: After a long day of work and not having seen you at all, Minhyuk calls out for you.

A/N: Sooo when this man posted these pictures on his instagram, I overthrew all my original tipsy drabble ideas and decided I had to write something based on this picture.

Minhyuk rubbed over his face tiredly as he poured the last alcoholic liquid into his drink. Having a peace treaty scheduled at his own place truly took a toll on him. While it had to be done for a beneficial future, he couldn’t help himself but to be on edge throughout the whole time.

It wasn’t unusual for a lot of men to go in and out of his home, most of his members were men after all. But having men from rivalling clans in his house became a different level of nerve wracking. 

Minhyuk placed the bottle of alcohol on his office desk and grabbed the glass as he turned around and leant against the wooden surface. He took a few sips while his eyes stared unfocused into the distance.

He hadn’t seen you - his spouse - throughout the whole day. Normally you’d at least wander around the ground level or through the gardens every now and then but today you hadn't left the upper floor at all. 

Minhyuk pushed himself away from the desk and strutted towards the entrance hall. His dark velvet robe flowed behind him from the brisk pace. Once all the men had left, Minhyuk had changed out of his suit jacket, tie and shirt, leaving him in his slacks and the robe he chose to put on.

“Y/N!”

Minhyuk stopped in the middle of the hallway, staring up to the top of the stairs and waiting for you. He was about to call your name again, when he heard the click of a door opening and closing.

Soon enough he heard your soft steps approaching the staircase. His breath caught in his lungs when you appeared, stunning and ethereal. Your cold and calculating eyes zoned in on his body and hadn’t he already stared at you, he wouldn’t have noticed how you faltered in your steps.

“You called”, you said after clearing your throat, slowly descending the stairs while one of your hands glided over the handrail. Your eyes never left his body, feeling how your heart thumbed loudly against your ribcage upon seeing his toned upper body.

Even though you sort of avoided your husband, still salty you never had a say in who’d you marry, you couldn’t deny the attraction you felt towards him.

“I didn’t see you today.”

“Then I was more successful than the other days”, you commented snarkily once you finally reached him. You grabbed the glass out of his hand, swirling the liquid and taking a short swig of it. You barely contained your neutral expression upon tasting the drink. “What is this?” You asked and handed the glass back to Minhyuk.

“Bijou”, he answered you and stepped closer. Minyhuk raised his hand and brushed a strand of hair behind your ear. “It means jewel or small and elegant.” His voice was barely a whisper, his breath caressing the skin on your face. Minhyuk placed a finger under your chin and lifted it, so you would look at him. “Just like you’re my bijou.”

Your breath hitched and your eyes naturally fluttered close right before Minhyuk crossed the space between you and his lips pressed against yours.

While you would have loved to choose him as your husband yourself, you didn’t necessarily mind being stuck with him for the rest of your life.

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Taglist: @xavi-in-kpopland​ 

[lubbuub]

hyungwon smut pls

just friends, right?

the quiet ones are always the best ones.

you're always hanging around the boys, its just you've never had an actual conversation with hyungwon, just some smiles and glances here and there. nobody would notice the way you both look at each other right..?

you both kept it cordial around the others, no one would ever assume you two would have anything going on. the heavy eye fucking you two were doing made it clear you both wanted each other, but you knew you couldn't have him anyways, you didn't want any type of drama between you or the guys.

you guys had been texting for about two weeks now, telling him how much you wanted to fuck him. you never knew he was such a freak, especially since he was just so quiet, he never said a word really. but when he told you to come over that night, you found out.

2:34AM

fucking him wasnt the ideal plan. you just came over to chill, but chilling turned into you wiping off the leftover cum painted over your face.

he watched your ass bounce perfectly, watching how you swallowed his dick, how you creamed on him. he bucked his hips up to match your rhythm, watching you crumble on top of him. he wanted to see your legs give out, wanted to see you struggling, knowing you were talking shit in the messages but of course not backing it up.

"you like when I stretch you out like this.. huh?"

no words could come out of your mouth, the only thing that was coming were you, and the moans spilling from your lips.

feeling both of his hands rest on each side of your hips as he drilled your shit even harder, your body could give out at any moment with the way your body shook, achieving your third orgasm of the night. his movements slowly stopped as he pulled out, you slowly fell back on the bed trying to regain yourself and your breath.

"if you think im done, im not."

he leaned forward, kissing your lips before sliding back into your sensitive pussy, hissing at the tight and wetness before him. he pushed your legs up to your chest, opening you up for him, wanting more access. he kissed you even more, down to your neck leaving his marks that were soon to bloom purple, down to your boobs sucking at your sensitive nipples. all emotions you had became blurry, the feeling of pleasure and pain mixed together felt like heaven. accepting the fact that he really was the freak he claimed to be.

your body arched off the bed as you reached your last and final orgasm, squirting all over him and his bedsheets and soon after he pulled out, stoking himself a little bit more, releasing all over your body.

tired, he laid down next to you hearing the words-

"were.. just.. friends."

[kiiakpopwriter]

MONSTA X MTL To Play The Sims 4

(this is just my personal opinion btw lmao)

MOST LIKELY

Minhyuk

Joohoney

I.M

Kihyun

Shownu

Hyungwon

LEAST LIKELY

[justsomekpopstuff]

monsta x as d&d characters

NOTE: Remember, these are just my opinion and how I would classify them in D&D. You can have your own perspective, just don't be a hater about it. I also know that my D&D knowledge isn't perfect. Don't judge me.

Shoutout to @vesvosmozhno who encouraged and awaited this post! You are awesome, and thank you for all your support!

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Shownu: Half-Orc Barbarian

Shownu was born and raised into a communal clan of half-orcs, living in isolation from the rest of the world. While he did have parents, he really was raised by the entire group, with each member teaching him every skill they could. As he grew, he eventually became a proficient blacksmith, becoming the official apprentice for the clan. Everything was peaceful - until it wasn't. One day, the village was attacked by a group of raiders who had a particular hatred for half-orcs, wanting them to suffer. The raiders were destroying everything in their path, taking anyone and anything they could get their hands on. Shownu, who happened to be finishing his shift at the blacksmith's, ran out to the commotion, newly forged and sharpened axes in his hands. After witnessing the terror for himself, Shownu's rage became too much to handle. Despite his typically peaceful nature, he blazed through the raiders, as if the axes were made to be in his hands. When the raiders realized there was no stopping him, they ran, never to be seen again. While the village stood silent, marveling in Shownu's show of strength and fury, all he could care about was going back and fixing the damage to the shop, as well as what he was going to eat for lunch. That day, without him knowing, his people deemed him the town protector, knowing that his love for his village and his might would protect them from any danger - even with his peaceful demeanor.

Wonho: Human Druid

Wonho doesn’t have any memory of where he really came from. All he knew was that as a small child, he wandered into the feywild and was adopted by the people there. They showed him all sorts of magic, but quickly learned that he loved animal magic the most. As he grew, they focused more on teaching him the lessons of animal magic, and Wonho quickly became a druid prodigy. Befitting for his gentle temperament, the feywild people bestowed upon him the power to transform into a small lop-eared rabbit, with a nature as gentle as himself. After bestowing this gift upon him, the feywild people gave Wonho a mission: go into the human world, and show the power of love and kindness to those who are most in need of it. Each village he approached, he approached with kindness and curiosity, which was off putting to most of the locals. However, those who saw his genuineness and appreciation for learning welcomed him. Wonho quickly learned he had a soft spot for the orphanages of the villages, seeing how much in-need the young children were of love and kindness. Wonho became a regular presence, often showing up in his rabbit form to greet the children as they played. He rarely showed his human form to them until one night, when he was caught sneaking in extra food rations by the head of the orphanage. The head of the orphanage watched as Wonho got so spooked by his presence that he accidentally shifted into his rabbit form, exposing himself as a druid - and the one that was giving comfort to the children. The orphanage owner, instead of kicking Wonho out, allowed Wonho to stay and work at the orphanage as a caretaker for the children. Needless to say, the children were incredibly overjoyed at his presence, both animal and human. Wonho knew from then on, his mission would always be complete.

Minhyuk: Tiefling Rogue

From the time he was born, Minhyuk knew that he was meant to be a showman. As a small child he would regularly pretend to be different characters, creating new stories of people and things from far-off lands. However, because of his appearance and infernal nature, his theatricality was often seen as a threat by the other children. Being a tiefling was seen as a curse. Despite those who tried to make him feel ashamed for who he was, Minhyuk never gave up on his dream. However, as much as he put on a brave face, he could never deny that the words of the ignorant cut him to his core. One day, it became all too much. He saw the horrible paintings on his home, depicting him as nothing more than an awful monster, a creature never to be respected. That night, he packed his things and ran, never to return to his hometown again. Every village he wandered into, he found the outcasts, the odd-ones-out, and the rejected. To each of them, he gave kindness and respect, and shared his dream of creating a show where no one would have to be ashamed of who they were. Eventually, he had a whole group of followers, and their dream began to take shape. Every talent, magic, look, and style were welcome in Minhyuk’s show. He would make sure they were all introduced with respect and lauded with praise. Anyone who dared try to ridicule his fellow performers would quickly be met with Minhyuk’s legendary infernal wrath. While his show was still met with the usual group of detractors and protestors, Minhyuk knew that he was doing what he was meant to. His dream of showmanship, and showing the world what those who are rejected are capable of, all came together. No matter what, he never let the hatred get to him anymore.

Kihyun: Half-Siren Bard

Kihyun was born on a boat to a sea-faring family, but ships are not friendly places to small children. There was a massive storm that tossed him overboard, and because of his age, he began to drown. That was, until he felt two arms scoop him up and the air returned to his lungs. He would learn that he was saved by a siren queen who had taken pity on him and bestowed him with some of the powers of the sirens. Kihyun was raised with the pod, never really questioning why he was the only one without a tail, scales, or gills. To him, they were the only family he actually knew. He grew up singing, his voice becoming a unique and alluring power that benefited him greatly; and, because of his mostly human origins, he would learn that he is the only “siren” that could walk between sea and land. When Kihyun reached adulthood, he decided to leave the pod and venture onto land full time, promising his mother the siren queen to never forget his true self. He wandered onto the shores and began his new life, humming his way through local villages. Because of the alluring tone of his singing, he quickly drew crowds. Local taverns tripped over each other to try and get him to perform, and Kihyun found himself obliging all of them, bouncing to a different one each night. However, this quickly became too much for Kihyun. He decided to become an apprentice at a local bakery, where his skill with baked goods nearly outshone his talents for music. Every now and again, the owner of the bakery would open the door to the shop to let the locals hear Kihyun’s humming as he worked. One day, an elderly member of the village came into the bakery, and Kihyun recognized them as the owner of one of the oldest, smallest taverns in the village. Kihyun felt it was fate as the tavern owner lamented over how few patrons came through their doors. Kihyun volunteered to help, scheduling a performance for that night at the old tavern that brought in nearly the entire village. Seeing the smile on the tavern owner’s face as he sang brought so much joy to Kihyun’s heart that he announced to the village that this would be the only tavern he would perform in. From then on, Kihyun was a baker’s assistant by day, and a tavern singer by night. He finally felt whole both of his worlds finally at peace with each other.

Hyungwon: Human Ranger

From his earliest memories, the only human person that Hyungwon ever knew was his grandfather. Living in the middle of nowhere, on the outskirts of society, Hyungwon was raised to trust and respect the land around him, and was taught how to survive in the harshest of conditions. Despite his disdain for exerting extreme amounts of energy, Hyungwon became a skilled survivalist. Eventually, his grandfather passed away, and Hyungwon was driven to live out in the wild on his own. Because he didn’t really have anyone else, Hyungwon found himself connecting more with the wild, especially with the animals. This led to him discovering his ability to summon an animal companion to keep him company. This animal companion, or companions, became a hoard of rats he accumulated while on the road, with their leader, whom Hyungwon named Ratrick. Every now and again, whenever he realized that he was running low on supplies that he couldn’t make or find himself, Hyungwon (having a small existential crisis) forced himself to wander into local villages to restock. He would use Ratrick and his hoard rats to gather what they could before he had to step in and do it himself. Anything he could do to avoid people, he’d do it. The only person who ever made the effort to become friends with Hyungwon and give him one small connection to society was Shownu. The only reason that this happened was because Shownu almost killed Hyungwon by accident after he found Hyungwon sneaking large amounts of snacks out of the community pantry. Shownu saw that despite Hyungwon's incredible reflexes and skill, that all Hyungwon really wanted was to be. Just be. So, Shownu gave Hyungwon the supplies he needed and told Hyungwon that if he ever wanted a place to return to, that he would always have one in Shownu's village. That one connection was all Hyungwon needed in the world - that and Ratrick.

Jooheon: Human Sorcerer

Even though he would deny it, the village where he was born called Jooheon a miracle. For many generations, the village had been plagued by a militant occupation of power and money-hungry warlords. These warlords would regularly steal children as young as infants to raise them to be pieces of their military machine. Jooheon’s family did everything they could to keep his birth a secret, but his presence was felt all the way to the Feywild. The Fae decided to bless Jooheon with magic abilities - a jack-of-all-trades magic that would help him on his quest to freedom. Despite his blessing, Jooheon grew up hidden and isolated. His parents told him stories passed down from those before them of how the village used to be free until the warmongers had taken over. Every story fueled Jooheon to want to take action, and so he grew his magic to one day bring that liberation to his village. As an adult, with his Fae blessing fully charged, he made his presence known with explosions, taking out many of the warmonger’s bases. Cultivating all of his power, he blew through the warmonger’s encampments. By the time dawn began to break, not a single leader was left. The village was finally free - but, what now? Jooheon spent days in the village, ensuring everyone that he was force of good, and working with the other villagers to liberate all of the lost children that had been stolen from them. As more weeks passed, Jooheon began to feel more like there was something more left for him to do. As the village got back on its feet, free of their militant oppressors, Jooheon felt more and more useless, and his family could sense it. And so, they knew to let him go. They knew, with his Fae blessing, he would become a powerful freedom fighter that would bring liberation to countless people - just as he was born to do.

Chankgyun: Half-Elf Bard

Changkyun was born into a family of bardic singers, beloved by the humans and elvish. Everyone born into the family was blessed with a beautiful voice, and joined in the family choir once they came of age. That was, until Changkyun came along. When he became old enough to start his training to join the family, they learned something quite jarring - Changkyun couldn’t sing at all. No matter what they tried, he just could not sing to their standards; and so, they gave up on him. Every time they would travel to a new town to perform, Chankgyun’s family would sit him in the very back of the tavern while they performed. One night when he was a tween, and they saw him scribbling away on some paper. When they snatched the paper away from him, they saw that this whole time he had been writing lyrics -lyrics for him to perform. At first they laughed, reminding Changkyun that he was tone-deaf, but then he opened his mouth and began to rap the lyrics to perfection. His musicality, despite not singing, rendered his family speechless, as they never realized that talent could look different than what they expected. And so, Changkyun’s family gave him permission to join the family choir - an offer that he quickly refused. Chankgyun knew he was meant for more, and the fact that it took them until now to realize it never sat well for him. He walked off into the night, lyrics and a small drum in tow. On Chankgyun’s travels, he grew his skills of rhythm and rap. His unique musical stylings (and sporadic d*ck jokes) enthralled every village and town he came across. Despite being more shy and quiet when not performing, his stage persona was goofy, flirtatious, and a little bit of a menace. Every now and again, when he would have to interact with fans on the road, he’d break out the persona - an act that would regularly get him into trouble. There was an incident where he accidentally got engaged to a half-orc that he sweet-talked…he doesn’t like to talk about it. But, with every adventure and every song, he felt more and more free. He was no longer the “tone-deaf outcast”, but a creative spirit in his own right - one that he was meant to be all along. His talents helped him connect to so many on the outskirts, including Minhyuk, Jooheon and the others. Changkyun knew from then on that he would never be tossed aside again.

[dollydaisies]

(՞߹ - ߹՞) wanna be able to navigate MONSTA X's section? take a look at this!

☆ - personal favorite ୨୧ - nsfw ♡ - fluff ᘒ - angst

"do you just want, like, ALL OF THEM...?"

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say hello to SOHN HYUNWOO (손현우)! y'know, SHOWNU (셔누)!

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oh, look, it's LEE MINHYUK (이민혁)! ah, so charming!

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it's YOO KIHYUN (유기현)! if i proposed now, would he say yes...?

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wait, CHA HYUNGWON (채형원) is real? i thought he was an angel...

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ah!!! LEE JOOHEON (이주��)!! AHH!!

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KIM CHANGKYUN (임창균)! he is so heartwarming.

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lee hoseok (이호석)... WONHO (원호)... come home...

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[adminnie]

❝Can we go out for fried chicken?❞

For Ace and Hyuk !

@livealittleoc-cb

Minhyuk x Ace — @livealittleoc-cb

Minhyuk chuckles at Ace's suggestion, looking at the man and noting the soft pink hue to his cheeks. "I guess chicken and beer is something that goes together. I'm surprised you didn't want to order some before drinking."

Standing up, he holds out his hand to help Ace stand up and keeps him close as they walk towards the door. The older male hasn't had as much to drink, choosing to be more aware what is going on just in case something happens.

Like a sudden want to go for fried chicken.

"There's that new place that opened up nearby. I can't remember what it's called but I've seen it have good reviews." Minhyuk suggests, smiling softly at Ace who seems to love the suggestion because it was somewhere he had wanted to go. "Okay, sounds like a plan."

Luckily, it doesn't take them long to get there and even though the restaurant is packed with people, Minhyuk's name is enough to get them in without a wait. He doesn't often use that to his advantage but when a drunk, hungry but excited Ace is with him — he does what he needs to.

"Order whatever you want, sweetheart. Whatever you can't eat, we'll take back for tomorrow."

[thesafecafe]

Plotting things, ehehehehe

𝕄𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕪 𝕄𝕒𝕪

Welcome to Mommy May! Thank you to @whatudowhennooneseesyou for hosting this lovely writing event! 

A quick note: These will all be 18+, MDNI, and some will contain slightly darker topics, but each one will be properly tagged, so keep that in mind when consuming content. Otherwise, welcome and enjoy Mommy May! If you’d like to be tagged, let me know!

Disclaimer: This is fictional depiction for entertainment purposes and is not meant to be a guide or interpretation of the idols written about, and I do not believe any of them would act in this way in real life. Once again, it is fiction, and once again, you are responsible for the content you consume! And lastly, minors DO NOT interact! It makes me uncomfortable and despite what you feel, those are my boundaries, respect them. 

1: My Treasure - Seonghwa

2:  Soft Days - Lee Know

3: Take It - Hyunjin

4: Summer Nights - Felix

5: Smile for the Camera - Hyunjin

6: Love You Like Me - Seonghwa

7: Stay the Night - Lee Know

8: Die for You - Seoho

9: Villain - Key

10: Trust in Me - Taemin

11: Home Video - Seonghwa

12: Free Pass -Key

13: Size Queen - Seonghwa

14: Consequences - Felix

15: Work of Art - Ten

16: Honored Guest - Lee Know 

17: Control - Kihyun

18: Useful - Kun

19: Devil I Know - Doyoung

20: Let’s Play - Hwanwoong

21: Cravin’ - Seonghwa

22: Mommy Next Door - Taemin

23: Pretty Doll - Chanhee

24: Room 410 - Ten

25: Thrill Ride - Chanhee

26: Adore - Seonghwa

27: Say Please - Chanhee

28: Forgive Me - Taeyong

29: Unholy - Chanhee

30: Boudoir Tales - Ten

31: Wanna Be Yours - Seonghwa

Bonus: Strawberry Cream - ? (mystery for now)

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Taglist (open): @minhyuuk, @hee0soo​, @brownsugarbaybee, @legbouk, @mommyhwa , @singularity777 ,

[awrkive]

tlp xmas special — jjk (m.)

hello awrkive nation!!! its late but merry christmas to those who celebrate!! sorry for being ia but heres a christmas gift from me to you 🫣 first of all i genuinely forgot abt the car s*x drabble that won that poll i made a few weeks ago which i promised you guys ISHDJDJ but here it is!! this drabble combines all of these three recurring requests for the tlp couple and this might also be the last drabble im doing for them (for now??) so do enjoy!!

pairing: tlp!jungkook x tlp!oc (main story)

summary: in which jungkook looks way too good carrying your sister's three-year old at her christmas eve party and you can't help but let your mind wander

w/c: 6k (ctfu)

warning/s: explicit sexual content (p in v s*x, car s*x, unprotected s*x, cre*mpie), oc having baby fever lol. genuinely not proofread sorry for any errors!

You find babies mesmerizing. They’re charming, they can be a handful, they’re irresistibly cute; so tiny, yet so loud. But to the core, they somehow manage to be a pure embodiment of joy.

Before Nayeon got pregnant, she shared something about having a “baby fever”. Of course you knew what it meant – but you never really felt it yourself. She said it was something about Minhyuk being such a good husband that she couldn’t wait for him to be a father. Well, you related to that specific part, at least; about your own husband being such a good husband. However, for the past year you’ve become a married couple, you never really thought about having babies. Or him being a father. Or you being a mother. 

It’s not like you don’t want to become a mother, like ever, or have a family with him. It’s just you thought you’re still way too young to be having babies. So you kind of just… gloss or skip over that idea – and for the record, Jungkook’s never brought it up, either. 

It’s not until your sister got pregnant for the second time, though, that you got yourself thinking. Seokjin and her had babies almost four years into their marriage, but it’s not very long until they decided to try again after Nari and now your sister is carrying her baby boy for seven months. 

It brings you here, gathered at their house for Christmas Eve. Your families haven’t arrived yet, but you and Jungkook decided to go earlier than the agreed time to help out with the – admittedly, big preparation. And currently, Jungkook’s got Nari – Seokjin and your sister’s 3-year-old – in his arms, asking for raspberries because Jungkook’s her favorite uncle. (Why wouldn’t he be? He spoils her a lot and carries her around when you come over.) He insisted on looking after her so Seokjin can help your sister out in the kitchen while you’re over at the counter island making some charcuterie.

Seokjin’s helping your sister take out the pies they’ve both prepared, with him guarding her and being extra with it because “my wife is pregnant and I’m growing white hairs because she wouldn’t just let me do everything”. Your sister is just so done chastising him for his overbearing antics, but you guess it’s cute, at the core of it all. You’ve always looked up to their relationship all these years. In fact, you kind of see Seokjin in Jungkook sometimes. Seokjin loves your sister the way Jungkook loves you. 

And then, the thought passes over your head like some form of looming possibility, unsettling yet intriguing. It lingers for a moment, uninvited but persistent, as if life is quietly hinting at something you’ve never truly considered before. The idea of a baby, of parenthood, feels distant but somehow more tangible now—like a door you never saw, now standing slightly ajar, waiting for you to decide whether to step through.

Would Jungkook be just as (lovingly) overbearing if you were pregnant? You imagine he’d be even more annoying about it. It’s rare for you to get sick, but when you do, Jungkook practically flips the house upside down just to make sure you don’t have to lift a finger. Takes care of you so seriously, as if the illness would never go away on its own in a few days. So what would it be like if you were carrying his child? Would he act like Seokjin does now, always hovering with a hand on your back, supporting your every move, scolding you if you try to do anything that requires even a little bit of effort?

The thought makes your lips curl. Because he probably would. You know he will. 

And as you look at him from across the room, carrying Nari around effortlessly against his body with one arm, with his red long-sleeve polo shirt pushed up to his forearms, white slacks, and freshly cut hair slicked to perfection for tonight’s occasion, he looks… delectable. 

Like a DILF. 

Except he isn’t a dad. 

But god, would you really, really like to fuck him. 

(And would he look way hotter if he – say – gave you a child?)

“Is it done?” Your sister interrupts your thoughts – thankfully, might you add. Because it’s going in a direction that’s way too inappropriate for a family occasion like this, and you need to be family friendly tonight for this Christmas party. 

When you turn around to see if she was talking to you, you find her looking at her husband instead, and with her stance and the tone of her voice, you know it doesn’t sound good. 

“Yeah. I think I just need to add a little more—” 

“Jin,” she says, sounding a little distressed. “Hurry. And make sure it’s perfect, okay? Everyone’s arriving in fifteen, and this is the first time I’m hosting Christmas and I really, really don’t want to disappoint your family and Jungkook’s parents and mom and—” 

“Hey,” You see Seokjin put a hand on the lower part of your sister’s back, effectively cutting her off. Gently, he tells her, “Everything’s perfect, alright?” 

Soft tunes of Christmas songs are playing all over the huge open space of their house, and you know you’re not supposed to listen in to the conversation given that they’re spoken in an almost hushed manner as some sort of discretion, but you can’t help but notice when she turns to Seokjin to give him a downturned smile.

“I just really want to give this my all…” 

He smiles down at her reassuringly. “You have, honey. Let’s not stress, okay? Not good for baby, remember?” Then, he begins to rub her protruding belly, and you see her visibly relaxing to his touch. 

You turn around quickly to not get caught watching, only to be welcomed with Jungkook making a beeline towards you, with Nari still in his arms. 

“Hi, baby,” Your sister automatically greets Nari, cooing at her, mood immediately picking up. The bright-eyed little girl lights up at the sight of her mommy, making grabby hands instantly. Laughing, Jungkook hands her to Seokjin, who receives his daughter and kisses her chubby cheeks with a smack. 

“What were you up to with uncle JK, little missy?” Seokjin says, swaying her side to side. 

Jungkook leans his elbow on the island while looking at the pair, smiling widely.

“Uncle JK said he’s giving me three presents! Three! I wanna open them!” She holds up three fingers, and you giggle at her cuteness.

Your sister softly laughs in response. “Your uncle likes to spoil you, sweetie. But we’ll open them later, okay?”

“Why not now?” She whines, and you smile at how seriously she takes it. “I want three presents!”

“Don’t worry,” Seokjin laughs, “You’ll have lots of surprises when the grandmas and grandpas get here. But we need to change into your dress first.”

Nari giggles. “You? You’re gonna wear a dress too?”

Seokjin raises an eyebrow. “Yeah, why not?”

She shakes her head, still giggling, her pigtails swaying as she does so. God, she looks like a combination of Seokjin and your sister that it’s so uncanny sometimes.

“You’re so silly, daddy.”

Seokjin feigns shock. “Silly? Just wait, Uncle JK and I are going to be Ariel and Belle for New Year’s! Right, Jungkook?” He looks over at Jungkook, who widens his eyes comically.

You laugh, and Jungkook adds, “Well, I wanted to be Cinderella, but sure, I’ll be Belle.”

Nari gasps dramatically, putting her hand over her mouth. “But she’s my favorite, Uncle JK! You can’t be her!”

She’s such a cute kid – and you know everybody in the room agrees. No doubt her mom and dad think so, but when you look over at Jungkook, he’s cheesing really hard – with his nose scrunched into that expression of cute aggression. 

“These two boys are silly.” Your sister interrupts with a playful roll of her eyes. She looks at her husband Nari, “Honey, take Nari upstairs and dress her up, please.”

“I can wear my new dress now?!” Nari shrieks, excitement showing with the way she wiggles in her father’s hold.

“Absolutely, baby, and the sparkly white shoes, too,” Seokjin nods. You all coo when Nari lets out an adorable, delighted “yay!” at the words, already leaning towards the direction of the stairs and telling her father to hurry. With a chuckle, Seojin turns to you. “Alright. And Jungkook, please help her with the food.” Seokjin’s gaze falls to your sister, a reminder before he goes completely.

“She’s so cute, I can’t.” Jungkook chuckles.

“Right… my sister was definitely not that cute when we were younger.” you tease, earning an arched brow to your way from your sister. 

“I was the cuter one between us, it’s an established fact,” she rolls her eyes. “When you two get a kid, it better look like Jungkook.” 

Maybe the remark sounded like such a throw-away comment that Jungkook just laughs it off as if it isn’t the first time somebody hinted at you two starting a family. Or maybe he just thinks it isn’t a big deal. Or maybe… maybe he likes the idea? 

You’re about to say something when your sister turns to you.

“You,” she takes you by the shoulders and you look back at her. “You might want to retouch your make-up. Party’s starting soon. And this charcuterie looks—” she looks to the side as if to check if Nari is still around, and when she deems she isn’t at all, she continues to say, “fucking perfect. I love you.” 

“Duh.” you reply, cockily showing off the board to her and to Jungkook who intriguingly looks at your work. 

“I knew you should have been a chef.” Jungkook comments proudly, grinning at you.

“Alright, man,” your sister says in a flat tone, making Jungkook and you laugh. “Jungkook, can help me transfer these to the dining table, please?” She points to the trays of food and Jungkook rounds the counter so he can do just as she requested. 

Before you can head to the powder room, Jungkook brushes past your waist – just one of the candid things he does to have some sort of physical contact with you when you’re not necessarily talking together or close to each other.

It puts a smile on your face as you enter the powder room. 

Inside, you make quick work of putting another layer of lipstick and pressing powder on your face, checking your hair before you stand upright and look at your reflection in the mirror.

You step backwards enough to see half of your body, and from there, you can see how beautiful you look in the outfit you’ve chosen for tonight. It’s a satin red dress with a halter neckline, the gathered drape cascading gracefully around your neck, exposing your shoulders. The silhouette fits at the waist and flows into a straight skirt that stops inches below your knees, and Jungkook may have had a hard time letting you go in your bedroom before you drove to your sister’s place – but you promised him a good time when you get back home so in the end, he had to tuck in a semi on the way from here.

Poor Jungkook. 

Though… you’re beginning to think poor you, instead.

Because you’re thinking about it again. Him in his outfit tonight; the silk polo so he can match yours, and the way he looked so good with a baby girl in his strong arms. 

You can already picture how good he'd look with his own child. He’d be the type of dad who looks effortlessly hot with a baby carrier, showers his kids with gifts because he can’t help himself, and simply excels at being a wonderful father because he’s Jeon Jungkook and he excels in everything he sets his mind to.

Now your brain’s going on a haywire. 

Because now it’s just Jungkook. Hot Jungkook. Jungkook with a baby. Jungkook looking smoking hot carrying his own baby – your baby. 

And wouldn’t it be nice? To carry a being formed by your mutual love? To have someone as adorable and smart and sassy as Nari? God. You hope she’d look like you, but have Jungkook’s eyes because they are your favorite part of him, and then his nose, maybe? And… and maybe have the mole under his lip too, if that was possible. Jungkook had a lot of hair when he came out of his mom’s womb, would your daughter have a lot of hair as well when you give birth to her? 

And why are you already thinking of the gender of your non-existent child? 

You think you’ve gone nuts, but the indulgent little devil on your shoulder is insisting that Jungkook would look so good with a baby girl because you know he’d be such a girl dad. There’s just absolutely no doubt about it, given how he treats Nari. 

You stare at yourself in the mirror again, and absentmindedly, you turn to the side, noting the very clear absence of a bump on your stomach unlike your sister’s. 

Would you carry a baby as gracefully as her? You know her struggles… but… maybe you won’t mind it with a husband like Jungkook… right? Just like she doesn’t mind with a husband like Seokjin. Because Jungkook takes really good care of you. He’d probably panic more than you about certain things. Be extra careful for the both of you. Fetch you your cravings. Love you more than he does now. 

You remember Seokjin rubbing a gentle hand over your sister’s bump, and it brings your own to caress the flat of your stomach over the smooth fabric of your dress. 

Obviously no baby there. But… just imagine. You with a baby bump.

Hah. 

Weird, because it’s the first time the idea’s planted in your head and you kind of like it more than you thought. 

You nibble on your bottom lip as you continue to caress your tummy, not noticing the knock that came from outside. 

“Oh my—” 

“Baby?” 

“Jungkook.” Your hands retreat back to your sides. When you look at Jungkook, standing on the doorway, you let one hand clutch at your chest as you tell him, “You scared me.” 

The door clicks as he locks it behind him. Your husband arches his brow as he goes over to you. “What are you so jumpy for?” 

You ignore the question, looking back to the mirror again to fix your dress. But as you do so, you see his reflection – and you catch how he intently stares at you through the glass as well, walking behind you closer and pressing himself against you. His proximity suddenly makes you nervous.

“You should’ve knocked.” 

“I did. You didn’t answer.” 

“I didn’t hear.” When you turn around, Jungkook takes a curled strand of hair over your face and tucks it behind your ear. 

“You look beautiful. So gorgeous.” He says before he wraps his arms around your waist and presses a kiss to your lips, one that you welcome fully even though you just reapplied your lipstick. When you break away, you see some remnants on his lips… and realize you picked the wrong lipstick for tonight. You should’ve brought the kiss-proof lippy instead.

You wipe it off and Jungkook smiles before he ducks down, not caring, and kisses your cheek for good measure before he speaks again, “What were you doing in here?” He wiggles his eyebrows, as if he knows you were up to something before he barged in. 

You avoid his gaze and turn back around. 

“Nothing,” You say, trying to busy yourself with your hair again. But Jungkook can be really annoying when he wants to be, so of course he pushes, quite literally and figuratively. 

“What was it? I saw you…” He teases, pushing his nose in the juncture of your neck and shoulder, tightening his hold around you. 

“What did you– Jungkook!” You half-snort and scoff when Jungkook bites your neck playfully. You turn around to push him, but he’s insistent on keeping the nonexistent space between you and cages you in his big presence instead, trapping you in between the edge of the sink and the heat of his body. 

“This damn dress…” Jungkook whispers as he splays his hand over your stomach, which makes your breath hitch. 

Did he really see? See you pretending to have a baby bump at the thought of him impregnating you? 

But Jungkook doesn’t really say anything further, just lets an idle finger run over the curve of your hips up to your waist, until it stops at the exposed skin of your shoulder. 

“Can’t wait to fuck you in this.” He whispers in your ear, eyes meeting your gaze in the mirror, not subtle in the way he checks out your body after. 

You huff out a scoff, giving a little more force into the push that you give him this time. His more relaxed hold on you makes him stumble a little bit backwards, chuckling when you roll your eyes at him once again. 

“You’re not even gonna take it off me?” You ask as your turn on the tap, arching your brow at Jungkook’s reflection in the mirror. 

A sly smirk makes an appearance on his lips. “I don’t need to take anything off to make you cum, baby.” 

You turn around, leaning on the sink. “So you’re saying you’re not interested at all about my very elaborate choice of underwear tonight, then?” 

That catches him off guard, his brows furrowed in confusion and then realization.

“You minx.” 

You chuckle, swatting his hand away when he tries to touch you. When he whines, you take a step forward and wrap your arms around his neck, and Jungkook’s predictably eager to encircle your waist in his arms back again. 

“Later. We have to keep it PG for at least three hours tonight. And you can—” you push at his chest for leverage so you can lean down a little to ride your dress up your thighs. Looking at Jungkook, you watch as he stares at you closely, intently, but oblivious to what you’re doing. He clearly enjoys it, though, judging from the hint of a smile on his lips and the shine in his eyes when more of your skin gets revealed. 

Especially when he catches a glimpse of your white lace underwear that he bought for you himself.

He whistles, and you roll your eyes at the predictable reaction. Taking one of his hands off you, you guide it in between your thighs, earning an involuntary moan from you because Jungkook’s palm automatically cups your heat when he gets close. 

“Ah…” 

“Fuck…” Jungkook looks down where his hand meets your core. “Goddamn,” He says, then you feel him push your panties to the side, dipping the tip of his finger in your pussy. “Why the fuck are you so wet, baby?”

“Y-yeah…” You whine against his chest, gripping his wrist when he attempts to move again. “Kook, don’t.” 

Jungkook halts. He looks at you. Then, he nods. “Alright. Alright. Stop this here?” 

“Hm.” 

He looks down at you with an arched brow. “You started it, though.” 

“You were being flirty.” You say as Jungkook brings your underwear back in place, but not without squeezing your ass first. You nibble on your bottom lip as he rides down the dress, letting it dangle on your knees back again, smoothing the front for you to get rid of the wrinkles. 

“Not my fault you’re hot,” he snorts. “Fuck.” 

“What?” 

“I’m kinda hard…” He says, and you both look down to the bump on his white slacks. Certainly not his full potential (like… you’d know), but it’s still apparent in the light color of his trouser. 

“Poor baby,” you say, can’t help but pat it a little condescendingly which earns a chuckle from Jungkook, him playfully swatting your hand away. 

“You’re so…” 

“I’m so what.” 

Jungkook’s face is a mixture of frustration and amusement. “You always do this shit.” 

You giggle, knowing exactly what he means. But you act like you have no clue. “What?” 

“Get me horny then leave.” He shakes his head, then pokes your waist. 

Chuckling, you kiss him on the cheek quickly, making a beeline to the door quickly lest he tries to kiss you again (and you’ll have no choice but to make out in your sister’s powder room, during her big Christmas party, mind you) and then give him a wink before you go.

 

The ride on the way home felt like it took sixty five years, and it might just be true especially when you’re horny as hell and you got a husband behind the steering wheel looking effortlessly hot in his element. 

You’ve been hot and bothered for hours, and maybe it’s the champagne – probably has gotten in your brain or whatever – but Jungkook was not even done parking when you made a move to palm him over the console. 

“Fuck,” Jungkook hissed, clearly not expecting it at all. He had that wide-eyed look when he frantically turned off the engine, staring at you while your hand grew heavy on his crotch. “Here?” You bit on your bottom lip as you nodded your head. He looked beyond conflicted. “But baby, we’re just ten floors away from our u–”

“Please?” 

And what was he supposed to say? No? 

Absolutely not. Not when your glassy eyes looked so pleading the way they did.   

He just makes your insides churn, especially when you look at him. And for the past few hours, you couldn’t stop thinking about his dick inside you and most especially his cum. (Translation: You can’t stop thinking about him fucking a baby into you).

But… the thing was, you’ve only ever fucked in a car once.

Jungkook’s way too pesky about stuff like that, and somehow, even though he’s already been made aware of your exhibitionist tendencies (cue unprompted sex in public areas like that one time in the beach, window sex at a Ritz hotel back in London and… admittedly many more…) car sex was just… a least favorite. The first and only time you did it was when you were still fresh into dating; at a drive-thru cinema, but it was kind of a whack in both your opinions because it was too cramped up and you bumped your head and you almost got caught which is way too embarrassing of a memory to ever revisit. 

But now maybe that really doesn't matter anymore.

Not when your husband looks like that.

And bottomline is: you just really, really want him to cum in you. 

Oh god. What is wrong with your head tonight? 

“Baby, fuuuck,” Jungkook hisses as you speed up your rhythm up and down his cock. His boxers and slacks are pushed down to the middle of his thighs while his shirt is all but buttoned. Meanwhile, your dress is bunched up in your mid-section. 

You’re near tears on his lap at this point, already feeling your thighs straining at the force you’re exerting in every bounce – but you couldn’t care less. 

“Oh my god, baby– you feel so good,” you moan, eyes shutting close at the feel of his tip hitting that spot inside you whenever you go down.

For the first few minutes, Jungkook took it upon himself to guide your hips in every movement just like he always does when you ride him like this, pounding into you from underneath, but he eventually let you control the pace, leaning way back to the reclined seat and watches you work instead. He stares at you with hooded eyes as you push yourself up and down on his hardened cock, stiletto heels digging the side of his thighs occasionally.

While you pleasure yourself on him, he slides your dress up further, gets a little frustrated that it’s tight on the waist so he can’t push it past your tits. So he feels for your nape to find the zipper because he knows it’s there – he zipped you up in this dress before you drove to your sister’s place – and he delights when he finds the small, cold material, pulling it down blindly until you noticed and help him get yourself out of it. 

Jungkook sighs when the top comes down, snapping the clip of your sleeveless bra and getting it out of the way before he greedily fondles your now bare breasts in his huge palms. 

“Ohh,” you moan when Jungkook flicks your nipples, getting them even harder. You push yourself back, leaning into one elbow on the steering wheel as you begin to rock against him in a back and forth motion,

“Fuck—” Jungkook lets out a guttural groan, squeezing your tits tighter that makes you keen in want. “So fucking sexy, baby. Shit – damn – l-love you.” 

“I-I love you too,” you say, more like a whine, chasing a high he knows is impending. 

Jungkook looks up at you with hooded eyes. Your hair that was once tidy and neat three hours ago is now all over the place, the high bun loosening and some strands falling off your pretty face. Your lipstick smudged and he’s sure the remnants are on his lips, and with your mouth agaped in that erotic o-shape while you pleasure yourself on his cock, Jungkook feels like exploding. 

“Ah– shit,” he groans, feeling the warm crevice of your wet pussy swallow him whole. When you climbed over his lap a while ago after he fingered you, he was gonna take out a condom from the glove compartment but you insisted to not use it, and the picture of you looking down while he pushed your panties to the side and looked into each other’s eyes as you sank down on him is still playing in his head like a broken record.

God fuck damn, you’re just so unreal. The love of his life. His wife. 

He wipes your tear-stained cheeks, torn because he doesn’t like seeing you cry but he does like it when it’s because you’re so eager to bounce on his cock that even though you know you’re pushing it, you continue to do so.

Jungkook lets his hand travel from a boob to linger on your cheek, and he keens on the way you purr when you lean into his touch, smiling slightly when you open your mouth as his thumb nears it. 

You eagerly suck it as if verbally prompted, opening your eyes just so you can stare at his as you lewdly slobber over his finger while you expertly move against his cock, breasts jiggling up and down right in front of his face – the obscene squelches of your lovemaking filling the air of his cramped up benz. 

“You’re so perfect, baby,” Jungkook whispers. “Perfect girl. You love bouncing on my cock, love? Just couldn’t wait until we get home? Hm?” His tone is a bit condescending and cocky. 

When Jungkook takes out his finger from your mouth, you bite your lip as you nod, resuming your up and down motion again. Slamming down on his dick, your hands come up to grip his shoulders tight. 

“We are home.” 

Jungkook chuckles, a rich and dark sound that sends shivers down your spine. A snarky remark gets buried in your throat when you feel a certain zap of electricity coming from your toes to your spine, the hot coil in your stomach edging to burst.

“I’m cumming– oh my god, Jungkook– baby I’m cumming—” You say, speeding up your pace once again. 

With your breasts bouncing in front of his face like that, he couldn’t help but dive right into it, wrapping his lips around one nipple, nipping and sucking and licking, while he busies one hand with fondling the other. He alternated in between both tits, groaning and grunting when your pussy tightens around him, and one more slam on his cock gets you spiraling as you finally cum. 

Jungkook closes his eyes when he feels you gush around him, and he really wishes that he could lay you down, spread you out, and eat the slick right out of you just like how he likes it.

“That’s it, baby – fuck. Good girl, good girl.” 

A long, drawl-out moan slips past your lips, and Jungkook takes it upon himself to keep you bouncing on his cock when your energy dwindles down, rocking his hips upwards, just as eager to reach his high as well. 

You try to pick up your pace to help him, planting your palms on his bare chest to meet his thrusts. 

“Fuck baby, I’m cumming, I’m cumming,” Jungkook says in a hushed whisper, groaning, squeezing your ass tight that you know will leave marks the next day. 

“I know, baby – cum for me,” You lean down to capture his lips, whimpering when you feel yourself still coming down from your high.

“Ohh fuuck—” Jungkook moans, a tell-tale sign of his orgasm. “Fuck, I’m cumming—” 

It’s almost second nature the way he looks down on your crotch, hand going over to where you meet – and you almost panic when you realize what he’s about to do. 

“Jungkook, no,” you stop his hand, and he looks at you with utter confusion, rightfully so. Biting your lip, you stare into his eyes as you say, “I want you to come inside me.” 

You watch as his eyes widen, then, “You sure?” He says with furrowed brows.

You nod your head frantically. “Please come in me. I want your come in me. Please, please—” 

“Jesus fuck—” Jungkook’s hips stutter, his grip on yours tightening, gaze darkening as he processes your words. “Fuck. Okay, baby. No need to beg, okay? Fuck. I’ll come inside you.” 

You speed up your pace and you can feel yourself getting there for a second time, and maybe it’s the heat of the moment, but your next words fall from your lips without much thought: “Yeah, yeah –give it to me, Kook. Want your– ah– want your babies.” 

“Shit.” Jungkook hisses, taken aback by your words. “Fuuuck…” He looks up at you, grabs your waist and makes you lean closer. “You mean that?” 

You nod your head, jumping on his cock up and down like your life depends on it. “Want your babies. Want you to cum in me.” 

“Shiiitt,” Jungkook sighs, and you feel him getting harder by the second. “Gonna– gonna fuck a baby in you, baby. Fuck. You don’t know what you do to me– shit, I’m cumming.” 

You both moan in unison when Jungkook finally releases inside you the same time you do so, his cock hardening in your walls, throbbing when you settle down on his lap with him still buried inside you. When the seconds pass, you feel the exhaustion wrapping around you, and you let Jungkook trail kisses up your shoulders and neck at the post-coital momentum. 

“Fuck, that was so hot.” He whispers against your lips, kissing your parted mouth. You sigh against it, all sweaty and fucked out. 

“Oh, baby…” You moan when Jungkook lifts you up and you feel yourself dripping from your cum. 

“Fucking hell, so beautiful baby...” Jungkook trails off, squeezing your breasts before pushing you gently to lean back on the steering wheel. You look down as you watch with a gasp when he slides his cock out from your heat, covered in white and slick, moaning lewdly when he pumps it out for more. 

Some of it spurts on your pussy, and you stare in awe when Jungkook inserts the tip once again in your heat, your eyes rolling to the back of your head at the blurred lines between pleasure and overstimulation. 

“Goddammit.” Jungkook sighs, gratified, tapping his cock on your pussy a few times before he grabs your hips again so he can kiss you on the mouth. It almost gives you whiplash when he looks at you with such sincere and genuine eyes as he says, “I love you.” 

“Love you,” you say, closing your eyes when his kisses trail to your jaw and his hands come up to fondle your tits again. His favorite fixation – his words, not yours. “Kook.” 

“Hm.” 

“Sticky.” 

He hums again. You keep your position like that for a few more seconds before Jungkook helps put your panties and dress back in place, picking you up slightly as you climb over the passenger seat. 

You watch as he pulls his boxers and pants back up, buckling his belt around the waist. He hasn’t fixed the unbuttoned state of his shirt yet before he looks at you again with a smile.

“Come here, you,” He says, beckoning you to come closer with his arm around your seat. You grin, crossing the console again to meet the kiss he gives your mouth. Then, Jungkook breaks the contact, caressing your cheek as he speaks. “Babies, huh?” He brings up, eyes so bright; delighted, excited. He has that unshakeable grin. 

And you can’t help but mirror it. 

“Do you want to?” You ask instead. Nibbling on your bottom lip, you nervously wait for his answer that doesn’t really take that long. 

“Fuck, yeah. If you want to, then I want to,” he responds. Then, he adds, “And I really, really want to.”

“Okay…” you say, biting your lip to keep yourself from smiling too much. “But it doesn’t have to be now. Or I don’t know. I know it’s only been a year since we got married and all that—” 

“Baby, stop,” Jungkook says before you can finish your thought. “Doesn’t matter if we were one month into the marriage. As long as you’re ready, then I’m ready. Are you ready?”

A few beats. 

It was your horny-adled brain that got you in this position in the first place – but you think about how life with Jungkook would be like with kids added in the equation in the near future.

It would be so far from bad. 

The past year had been nothing short of bliss since you married him, and as you watched Jungkook, a thought warmed your heart: he’d be an incredible dad. The way he loves you, so deeply and selflessly, leaves no doubt in your mind that he’d go above and beyond for your child—or children. You’re certain he’d love them as much as he loves you, perhaps even more.

A smile spreads across your face, and you nod to his question.

“I want a family with you, Kook.”

Jungkook’s face lights up with a delighted smile, mirroring yours. “So, we’re doing this?”

You nod again, biting your lip to temper your excitement.

“Thank you,” he says softly.

You blink at him in surprise. “Why are you thanking me?”

He shakes his head with a gentle smile and leans in to kiss you again. “Just… thank you.”

You furrow your brows, squinting at him in playful confusion. Before you can say more, he leans forward and nips the tip of your nose.

“Ow!” you exclaim, laughing.

“You’re cute,” Jungkook teases. “But we’ve gotta clean up and head home. Then, we can keep practicing putting my baby in you—on a nice, comfortable bed this time.” He winks, pecking your cheek as he buttons his shirt and unbuckles his seatbelt.

You snort, rolling your eyes as you do the same. “Admit it, you like car sex.”

Jungkook hums nonchalantly, his cheeky grin giving him away. You chuckle, shaking your head at him, love radiating in every moment between you.

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note : so we are not quite at 3000 followers yet BUT we are 19 away as i type this (now officially surpassed 3k!!!!!!!!), so i decided to just post this event not as a joint holiday and milestone celebration because i'm super excited about this !! thank you so much for 3k, i love every single one of you and hope that you will enjoy participating in this event and reading the fics that come out of it 🥹🥹🥹

rules : pick 1 idol from the list below along with 1 prompt. the idol list is organized in group name alphabetical order for easy navigation. after you have picked your idol and prompt, send in an ask with your request (ex. taehyun with #1, fresh flowers). i will cross off both lists as the requests fill up (no duplicate idols or prompts will be accepted, and no requests with multiple prompts listed will be accepted). a drabble will be written for as many requests as i can handle. you are welcome to send in multiple requests, but be aware that not all may be able to be completed. (i would appreciate if second requests be sent in a separate ask from the first ones so it's easy to keep track of). with all that being said, thank you so much for 3000 followers i love you all <3

disclaimer : there may not be every idol from a group on the list. this is either because i don't feel as confident writing for them, or i'm simply not as inspired to write for them as other members. it is not because i love the member less than the others.

ampers&one - na kamden, choi jiho, mackiah mercer, or kim seungmo

astro - lee dongmin, park minhyuk, or yoon sanha

cix - kim yonghee, bae jinyoung, or yoon hyunsuk

lucy - shin yechan, choi sangyeop, jo wonsang, or shin gwangil

mcnd - song minjae, no huijun, or bang junhyuk

nct wish - oh sion or kim daeyoung

nomad - hong doeui, shin kangsu, or jeong junho

onf - kim hyojin, lee changyun, lee seungjun, shim jaeyoung, park minkyun, or mizuguchi yuto

seventeen - wen junhui, jeon wonwoo, or xu minghao

sf9 - kim youngbin, lee jaeyoon, lee sanghyuk, baek juho, kim seokwoo, yoo taeyang or kim youngkyun

the boyz - kim younghoon, jacob bae, kevin moon, or choi chanhee

tomorrow x together - choi yeonjun, kang taehyun, or hueningkai

tws - shin junghwan, han zhen, or han jihoon

verivery - lee dongheon, jo gyehyeon, ju yeonho, kim yongseung, or yoo kangmin

victon - han seungwoo, kang seungsik, lim sejun, choi byungchan, or jung subin

wayv - qian kun, ten lee, or liu yangyang

&team - koga yudai, byun euijoo, nakakita yuma, asakura jo, takayama riki, or hirota riki

1 - fresh flowers

2 - sprigs of lavender

3 - folded laundry

4 - crackling fireplace

5 - bright snow

6 - shining northern lights

7 - minty breath

8 - smudged lipstick

9 - matching rings

10 - pastel sundresses

11 - wet swimsuits

12 - hand-knitted hats

13 - ripped boxing gloves

14 - matching tattoos

15 - unspoken promises

16 - dry aged wine

17 - freshly brewed coffee

18 - burnt toast

19 - smooth piano keys

20 - tear stains on a pillow

21 - warmth of skin

22 - gleaming gemstones

23 - ointments and bandages

24 - scarred hands

25 - cuts and bruises

26 - a sharp sword

27 - a rusty dagger

28 - a torn dress

29 - a velvet suit

30 - a stolen jersey

31 - a scuffed motorcycle helmet

32 - a computer screen’s light reflected onto skin

33 - a closet under the stairs

34 - a comforting embrace

35 - a hand-written birthday card

36 - a spell unknowingly cast

37 - a secret heir to the throne

38 - a hot bullet

39 -a favour done in secret

40 - a flood of memories once forgotten

41 - a flushed face and breathless body

42 - a hint of perfume

43 - an empty basketball court lit by street lights

44 - soap suds slipping down one’s shoulder

45 - combing a hand through one’s hair

46 - arms clasped around one’s waist

47 - hands chilly from the cold

48 - thumbs running over one’s jawline

49 - rain running down a cold cheek

50 - knots worked out of one’s shoulder

51 - waking up from a bad dream

52 - huddling under one blanket together

completed fics :

1 - hueningkai + gleaming gemstones

2 - wonwoo + arms clasped around one's waist

3 - jun + thumbs running over one's jawline

4 - jo + bright snow

5 - sangyeop + scarred hands

6 - minghao + a scuffed motorcycle helmet

7 - euijoo + a stolen jersey

8 - yudai + rain running down a cold cheek

9 - kangmin + a hot bullet

10 - yangyang + matching tattoos

11 - mackiah + pastel sundresses

12 - kamden + a favour done in secret

13 - sion + waking up from a bad dream

14 - hanjin + ointments and bandages

15 - jinyoung + smudged lipstick

16 - jihoon + a comforting embrace

17 - sanha + hand knitted hat

18 - yeonjun + folded laundry

19 - yuto + warmth of skin

20 - younghoon + combing a hand through one's hair

21 - jaeyoon + knots worked out of one's shoulders

22 - junho + wet swimsuits

23 - shinyu + burnt toast

[breezybangtanbebe]

My Sexy Monstrosities ;)

Masterlist of my Monsta X and BTS content. The majority of what is here is intended for MATURE audiences. So no one under 18, please :) love you tho... Updates are sporadic. No requests at this time but maybe in the future if anyone would like to.

BTS

Sweet Stuff

OT7

Seokjin

Yoongi

Hoseok

Namjoon

Jimin

Taehyung

Jungkook

Silhouette

Spicy Stuff

OT7

Seokjin

Yoongi

Give it to me💋

Hoseok

Namjoon

Chocolate Wings💋

Jimin

Taehyung

For Us 💋

Fluidity💋

Taste💋

Jungkook

Fluidity💋

3D💋

Mine 💋

Rain Rain Rain…You cant fake it 💋

Ongoing Series

Daechwita

Synesthesia : MegJoon Fic💫

Drabble/shorts

ExBoyfriendNamjoon: Come Back to Me

ExBoyfriendJungkook: Done With Me?

ExBoyfriendYoongi: Drive Me Crazy

Monsta X

Sweet Stuff

OT7

Daddies💕💭

Shownu/ Hyunwoo

Got My Number Part 1 ❤️

BabyDaddyHyunwoo

Wonho/ Hoseok

Minhyuk

Kihyun

Hyungwon

Jooheon

Under The Influence

IM/ Changkyun

Spicy Stuff

Ongoing Series

Killas (Coming Soon)

OT7

Head ❤️‍🔥💭

Favorite Position❤️‍🔥💭

Underwater: Hyung Line❤️‍🔥

💭❤️‍🔥Boyfriends💭❤️‍🔥

Shownu/ Hyunwoo

Play it Cool ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

Voyager❤️‍🔥

Bad Liar❤️‍🔥

The Aloof Boyfriend💭❤️‍🔥

❤️‍🔥The Unseen: Part 1❤️‍🔥

Wonho/ Hoseok

Devil❤️‍🔥

Eye On You❤️‍🔥

Aint About You❤️‍🔥

The Gentle Giant Boyfriend💭❤️‍🔥

Minhyuk

The Best Friend Boyfriend💭❤️‍🔥

Kihyun

Voyager❤️‍🔥

Bad Liar❤️‍🔥

Bad❤️‍🔥

The Wholesome Boyfriend💭❤️‍🔥

Hyungwon

❤️‍🔥Caramel Kisses❤️‍🔥

❤️‍🔥The Unseen: Part 1❤️‍🔥

Jooheon

Sambakja❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

Love U ❤️‍🔥

Play it Cool❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

Tattoo❤️‍🔥

IM/Changkyun

Sambakja❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

Rush❤️‍🔥

Heaven ❤️‍🔥

God Damn❤️‍🔥

Drabbles/Shorts

BabyDaddyHyunwoo: Home

[iibonniee]

Sunflowers

Pairing: Lee Minhyuk x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Rating: G

Word Count: 0.5k

Masterlist

It was simple, really. In between his fingers held a lone sunflower. It was not a thing to keep it company by itself as it fell downward only slightly, tipping its bright face up to her like it was seeking her smile. Minhyuk’s grin was timid, the warmth in his eyes belying a hopeful question.

“Day twenty-three,” he announced as if it were an achievement. And to her, it felt enduring. “A flower for my gorgeous lady.”

Every sunflower he brought added a splash of joy to her once monochrome days, as vibrant as the laughter they shared. Today’s bloom joined its brothers and sisters in the vase by her window, a growing sunshine, a field of warmth collected in glass.

Her smile was unwavering as she glanced at the other healthy, striving sunflowers. She watched Minhyuk fix the others; his smile was as bright as the sun. Since they started dating, she couldn’t recall a moment when his smile wasn’t so cheerful.

The whisper of a hum would slip from Minhyuk’s lips as his fingers danced from one sunflower to the next, arranging them with a florist’s touch — each stems strategically placed, a live painting of golds and greens. He stepped back to admire his work, his head cocking to the side appreciatively. Light spilled across the room with the sun setting behind him, igniting a halo around his silhouette.

“There,” he said softly. “Now they can watch over you, even when I’m not here.”

She watched this ritual with a heart, a whole of words left unspoken. His simple acts of love were transformative, like a painter adding color to a canvas that had been stark and barren. Each sunflower was a guardian of their story, a silent witness to the gravity of the heart’s invisible pull.

She wondered, as she often did, how she had become the muse to his sun-drenched soul. On the surface, they were contrasts — a girl who walked in shadows and a boy who chased the light. Yet, Minhyuk had seen something in her, something worth illuminating with the steady fire of his spirit.

She rose, drifting to where he stood by the window and wrapped her arms around his waist from behind. Minhyuk’s stiffened surprise melted as he felt her cheek against his back, her breath warm through the fabric of his shirt.

“You know,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper, “each of these flowers carries a bit of sunshine, but none outshine the one who brings them to me.”

Something shifted at her words, a moment stretching into an infinity. It was a quiet surrender, a softening of the soul as their stories slowly braided into one. She felt him relax, his hand covering hers, an unspoken vow lingering in the air.

Day after day, sunflower after sunflower, they were building more than a collection of moments. They were cultivating a love from the earth, reaching for the sky — unfettered, wild, and eternally blooming in a vase by the window.

[simpxxstan]

hello! welcome to my safety zone. <3

shampoo | econ major | '03 liner | entp | kpop multistan | daydreamer and reader | occassional author

ult groups:

seventeen biases: s.coups, jeonghan, joshua bias wreckers: dokyeom, dino bts bias: j-hope bias wrecker: suga

other groups i stan:

stray kids biases: bang chan, seungmin riize biases: sohee, anton monsta x biases: minhyuk, i.m. g-idle bias: yuqi mamamoo bias: solar ateez bias: hongjoong wayv bias: ten txt biases: yeonjun, beomgyu, taehyun

check out my masterlists:

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inbox is open for asks, feedback, thoughts and rants, but requests are currently CLOSED!

[lubbuub]

thanksgiving 'stuffing'

you expected to be stuffing your mouth with food not jooheons cock, inside of the bathroom with your entire family roaming around. you both ended up slipping off together after the intimate glances and dirty text messages, this wasn't a good idea but the outcome was.

you couldn't help but be distracted by the rock hard bulge in his pants, casually pulling it out, stroking him watching the precum fall onto your fingers. he took in a deep breath once you started bobbing your head back and forth along his shaft. his hand gripped the edge of the sink, as he's been waiting for hours to get you alone, he could literally bust any second. the lipstick that you chose to wear was now smeared along your face, fingers, and his lower half.

his low deep grunts and moans filled the bathroom every time you hummed against him, your spit starting to drip down his leg. he grabbed a fistful of your hair beginning to fuck your face. both of your hands grabbed each side of his legs as his tip repeatedly hit the back of your throat, tears filling your eyes as you gag around him. “you fucking slut” he whispered, the puddle between your legs grew more and more, as the degrading words spill from his lips. as much as you struggled for air, you just wanted to make him feel good. you looked up to see his head thrown back and his eyes rolling to the back of his head.

"im gonna c-" his words were cut off by a knock at the door.. multiple knocks. "who's in there, I have to pee!" you both stopped in your tracks looking at each other, knowing that if you opened that door you're done.

[jeonghansbunny]

Minhyuk's a menace | Drabble

Rating: 18+ | Read at your own discretion

Content warnings: dom/sub, manhandling, crying, unprotected sex, creampie. Please keep in mind that I wrote this with the idea that everything is consensual!

I want Minhyuks enormous hand to hold the back of my neck while the other one is wrapped around my waist. Holding me slightly above the bed and making me grind on his cock because he refuses to move. He wants to desperately see me fuck myself on his cock. Taking in every shaky breath and every moan I let out. Encouraging me and telling me I'm doing such a good job while I'm begging him with tears in my eyes to fuck me. Telling me I'm almost there and laughing at my pathetic whines while I shake and cum all over his cock. I want him to kiss my forehead and my tears while he lays me on the bed. I want him to engulf me with his body, one hand resting on top of my head while the other one is still holding the back of my neck. Pounding into me for what feels like hours. Overwhelmed and overstimulated I beg him to cum already and that I can't take it anymore. Only for him to tell me that he won't cum unless I wrap my legs around him...but he's not wearing a condom. So he continues to torture pound into me.  Making me cum over and over again. Until my brains turn into mush and I've lost all abilities to think straight. So that when he tells me to wrap my legs around his waist, I oblige. Satisfied at my pathetic state he shoots his load inside of me and tells me I did a good job <3

[justsomekpopstuff]

monsta x as greek mythology

A/N: this was an idea that I had ages ago and wanted to bring it to life. I didn't want to only do any of the basic Olympians either, so I really went IN on this. Feel free to disagree with how I place them, just don't be a jerk about it! Also, if any artists/edit makers want to use these placements as inspo for art and moodboards and stuff, please do! Just tag me in it so I can see it and give credit

current masterlist | fic recs

Shownu: Apheleia - deity of simplicity

Minhyuk: Comus - god of revelry, merrymaking, and festivity

Kihyun: Demeter - goddess of grain, agriculture, harvest, growth, and nourishment

Hyungwon: Hypnos - god of sleep

Jooheon: Erato - muse of lyric poetry

Changkyun: Thanatos - god of mortality and death

Wonho: Iris - goddess of the rainbow and divine messenger