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𝔻𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕠𝕤 𝕁𝕣 | 𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 | 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠 𝟙

𝕄𝕚𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕝𝕖 (𝔼𝕩 𝕊𝕦𝕡𝕖𝕣 𝕁𝕦𝕟𝕚𝕠𝕣 𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣𝕤) - 𝕐/ℕ'𝕤 "𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪" - ℙ𝕣𝕠𝕗𝕚𝕝𝕖𝕤 :

ℙ. 𝕁𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕤𝕠𝕠 - ℙ𝕒𝕣𝕜 𝕁𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕤𝕠𝕠 𝕚𝕤 𝕐/ℕ’𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣. ℍ𝕖 𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕕𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕝𝕖 𝕗𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕕𝕦𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕐/ℕ’𝕤 𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕓𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕠𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕚𝕣𝕥𝕙. 𝕁𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕤𝕠𝕠’𝕤 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪 𝕚𝕤 𝕖𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕕𝕖𝕔𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕣 𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕟𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕝𝕠𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪 𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕝𝕪 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕝𝕖𝕗𝕥 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕖𝕩 𝕗𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕓𝕣𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕤. 𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕐/ℕ’𝕤 𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕝𝕖𝕗𝕥, 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕕 𝕦𝕡 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕡𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕕𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕖𝕣.

𝕃𝕖𝕖 𝕋𝕖𝕦𝕜 - 𝕃𝕖𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕦𝕜 𝕚𝕤 ℙ𝕒𝕣𝕜 𝕁𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕤𝕠𝕠’𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕖 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖. ℍ𝕖 𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕔𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕞𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕤, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕠𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕝𝕒𝕓𝕖𝕝. 𝕃𝕖𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕦𝕜 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣, 𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕠𝕣, 𝕞𝕠𝕕𝕖𝕝, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕨𝕟𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕒𝕟𝕪. ℍ𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕔𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕡𝕦𝕥 𝕐/ℕ 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕠𝕕𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕓𝕪 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕝𝕪 𝕣𝕖𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕥 𝕒𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕕𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟. ℍ𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣, 𝕐/ℕ 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕞𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕞𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕒𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕠 𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕕𝕚𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕣.

ℍ𝔼𝔼ℂℍ𝕌𝕃 - 𝕂𝕚𝕞 ℍ𝕖𝕖𝕔𝕙𝕦𝕝 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕕 𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕡. ℍ𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕣𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕪 𝕓𝕦𝕥 ℍ𝕖𝕖𝕔𝕙𝕦𝕝 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕒𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕟𝕖𝕘𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕓𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕣𝕒𝕞𝕒. ℍ𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕡𝕙𝕖𝕟𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕞 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕕𝕦𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕒𝕛𝕠𝕣 𝕚𝕟𝕛𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕦𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕒 𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕗𝕚𝕔 𝕔𝕒𝕣 𝕒𝕔𝕔𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕥. 𝕐/ℕ 𝕒𝕟𝕕 ℍ𝕖𝕖𝕔𝕙𝕦𝕝 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕗𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕝𝕪 𝕕𝕖𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕡 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕒 𝕕𝕦𝕞𝕓 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕕, 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕙 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕗𝕠𝕣.

𝕂𝕚𝕄 𝕂𝕒ℕ𝕘ℍ𝕠𝕆𝕟 - 𝕂𝕚𝕞 𝕂𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕟 𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕒𝕤 𝕐𝕖𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕡 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕡. ℍ𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕙 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕔. ℍ𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕨𝕠 𝕕𝕠𝕘𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕟. ℍ𝕚𝕞 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕐/ℕ 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕖𝕩𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕥𝕖𝕩𝕥 𝕗𝕣𝕖𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪. ℍ𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕞𝕤 𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕤𝕠𝕝𝕠𝕚𝕤𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕞𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕔.

𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝟙 & 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕊ℍ𝕀ℕ𝔻𝕆ℕ𝔾 - 𝕊𝕙𝕚𝕟 𝔻𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕙𝕖𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕗𝕚𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪. ℍ𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕕𝕠 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕒 𝕝𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕦𝕕𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖. ℍ𝕖 𝕟𝕠 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕒 𝕡𝕠𝕡𝕦𝕝𝕒𝕣 𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕧𝕚𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪. ℍ𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕖𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕠𝕟 𝕕𝕚𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕧𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕥𝕪 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕨𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝. ℍ𝕦𝕞𝕠𝕣 𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝔻𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕙𝕖𝕖. 𝕐/ℕ 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝔻𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕙𝕖𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕝𝕪 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕘𝕠 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕦𝕡 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕠𝕣 𝕦𝕡𝕤𝕖𝕥.

𝔼𝕦𝕟𝕙𝕪𝕦𝕜 - 𝕃𝕖𝕖 ℍ𝕪𝕦𝕜𝕛𝕒𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕖𝕩 𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕝. ℍ𝕖 𝕠𝕠𝕫𝕖𝕤 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕞𝕒 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕤𝕠 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕣𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘. ℍ𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕚𝕥 𝕔𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕞𝕒𝕟'𝕤 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝔼𝕦𝕟𝕙𝕪𝕦𝕜 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕠 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕝 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕦𝕣𝕘𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕓𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕙𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕/𝕠𝕣 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕤. ℍ𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕓𝕠𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕚𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕕𝕝𝕪. 𝕐/ℕ 𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕤 𝕒 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕝 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕗𝕦𝕝𝕝 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕞𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗 𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕃𝕖𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕦𝕜 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕡 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕚𝕟𝕧𝕠𝕝𝕧𝕖𝕕.

ℂ𝕙𝕠𝕚 𝕊𝕚𝕨𝕠𝕟 - 𝕊𝕚𝕨𝕠𝕟 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕓𝕠𝕣𝕟 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕔𝕙𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕒𝕟, 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕙 𝕚𝕤 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕣𝕖 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥. ℍ𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟 𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝. ℍ𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕐/ℕ’𝕤 𝔾𝕠𝕕𝕗𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕚𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕖𝕩𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕝𝕪. ℍ𝕖 𝕡𝕦𝕥𝕤 𝕤𝕠 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕖𝕗𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕣𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕, 𝕨𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖, 𝕘𝕠𝕕𝕝𝕪 𝕧𝕒𝕝𝕦𝕖𝕤 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕣. 𝕊𝕚𝕨𝕠𝕟 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕞𝕡𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕒𝕓𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖, 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕙 𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕠𝕪𝕤 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕓𝕚𝕥 𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕢𝕦𝕖 𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕥𝕙.

𝕃𝕖𝕖 𝔻𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕙𝕒𝕖 - 𝔻𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕙𝕒𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕦𝕟𝕚𝕢𝕦𝕖 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟, 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕥. ℍ𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕦𝕟𝕟𝕪, 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕗𝕪, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕓𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝔼𝕦𝕟𝕙𝕪𝕦𝕜. ℍ𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕟 𝕠𝕓𝕤𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕓𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕡𝕖𝕠𝕡𝕝𝕖’𝕤 𝕔𝕙𝕦𝕟𝕜, 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕪 𝕓𝕖, 𝕙𝕖 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕔𝕒𝕟’𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕤𝕥. ℍ𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕚𝕟 𝕒 𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕡 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝔼𝕦𝕟𝕙𝕪𝕦𝕜 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝔻&𝔼 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕡𝕙𝕖𝕟𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕒𝕝. 𝔻𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕙𝕒𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕪 𝕐/ℕ 𝕤𝕠 𝕃𝕖𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕦𝕜 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕟 𝕝𝕒𝕨, 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕙 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕞.

𝕂𝕀𝕄 ℝ𝕐𝔼𝕆𝕎𝕆𝕆𝕂 - ℝ𝕪𝕖𝕠𝕨𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒 𝕝𝕖𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕪 𝕧𝕠𝕚𝕔𝕖. ℍ𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕚𝕟𝕧𝕠𝕝𝕧𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕐/ℕ 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕟 𝕚𝕟𝕗𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕢𝕦𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟. ℍ𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕤 𝕐/ℕ 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕝𝕕. ℝ𝕪𝕖𝕠𝕨𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕖𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕚𝕟 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕃𝕖𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕦𝕜 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕤𝕖 𝕐/ℕ 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕒𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕟𝕖𝕣. ℍ𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕𝕟’𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕒 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕖𝕝𝕤𝕖 𝕤𝕠 𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕧𝕠𝕚𝕕 𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖.

𝕔𝕙𝕠 𝕜𝕪𝕦𝕙𝕪𝕦𝕟 - 𝕂𝕪𝕦𝕙𝕪𝕦𝕟 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕡 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕒𝕞𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕝. ℍ𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕟𝕠 𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕔𝕚𝕡𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕠 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕪 𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕒𝕘𝕖 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤. ℍ𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗 𝕞𝕖𝕕𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕙𝕠𝕝, 𝕥𝕖𝕔𝕙𝕟𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕙𝕖’𝕤 𝕒 𝕣𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕔. ℍ𝕖 𝕚𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕡 𝕖𝕩𝕔𝕖𝕡𝕥 𝕃𝕖𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕦𝕜 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕊𝕚𝕨𝕠𝕟. 𝕊𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖𝕤 𝕂𝕪𝕦𝕙𝕪𝕦𝕟 𝕘𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕓𝕠𝕒𝕣𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕖’𝕝𝕝 𝕕𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕙𝕚𝕞𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕠𝕓𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥'𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕙𝕖’𝕝𝕝 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕐/ℕ 𝕠𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣.

𝔻𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕠𝕤 𝕁𝕣 | 𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 | 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠 𝟙

[elf-bot]

ok i give up

smut requests open! 🎃

here are some things i would like to try to write, you can choose from this list or give new options!

please read the guidelines and be as specific as you can 👀

prompts:

public/semi public

overstimulation

choking

cream pie

anal

threesome/foursome

crying

face sitting

mutual masturbation

overstimulation

watching the other get off

edging

voyeurism

multiple orgasms

toys

oral (f/m)

praise

degradation

friends with benefits

against the wall

if you'd like to be tagged let me know too! ♡

[layuhsblog]

do you do super junior x male reader?

Creepypasta/Eldritch 86 line and Maknae Line (plus Yesung) x Male Reader

story: m/n is a depressed teenager with a horrible family, and no friends. So he goes into the forest to go and commit suicide. But a dark force is watching him... and want him for their own reasons...

Siwon's just a sweetheart, Yesung and Kyuhyun are Tsunderes, Donghae's a little sadistic, Eunhyuk is the leader, and very quiet, and finally Ryeowook is a psychopath.

(this COULD be smut, but its optional. Also the reader is WILLING to join, he's just a bit nervous)

I'M SO SORRY its a wonderful and a very creative request but I don't stan super junior and I've not listened to any of their songs either.

IMMA LISTEN RFN. THANKYOU FOR REQUESTING AND I'M SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG TO REPLY

I might get back to your request when I have the time and I get to know a bit more about Super Junior but for now I'm sorry but I cannot write about them :(

you can always request about- txt, skz, nct all units, twice, got7, bts, itzy, mamamoo and svt though <3 requests are still open

[kwanisms]

Idk if anyone wants to know or if anyone is still waiting for it but I finally (finally) finished Wonwoo's part for Tales from Camp. Yeah, I know it's been years lmao trust me. It's been agonizing for me not having this done. But if anyone wants to be tagged, please let me know. I started this series before I started making taglists but I do want to tag anyone who has been looking forward to this or just wants to read some good old fashion Wonwoo smut.

Just send me an ask or DM if you wanna be tagged.

Side note: the sequel to Did You Hear That? is coming, too. I've been working on it as well. I'm also going to finally finish the last piece for the Bet with Shownu, so if you've been waiting for that, please know it's also coming.

More announcements under the cut.

I wanna start by saying sorry I haven't been updating Hiraeth. I've been working on these other, much older pieces but updates with Hiraeth will resume shortly. I've been job hunting like crazy.

Once I finish the last part of the Bet, I will no longer be actively writing for Monsta X. I haven't kept up with the boys since Wonho left the group. I will still write if something comes up and works for one of the members but I won't be actively writing pieces for them. The same goes for EXO, got7, and BTS except for a series that is part of my Colonization Project. Space Sweepers will be the last BTS series I actively write.

The groups that I will be continuing to write for are:

Seventeen

Ateez

Stray Kids

TXT

Day6 (minus Jae. He will be moved to the soloist list)

NCT127

NCT dream

wayv

I'd also like to announce that I'm going to start writing for Super Junior as they have a serious lack of content. I won't be writing for Ryeowook since he's in a public relationship. I also won't be writing for Siwon or Shindong for personal reasons. I've already written something for Yesung and I have a story planned for Heechul and Leeteuk but it's not high on my list right now.

Another announcement is that I'm going to start taking requests again but please note that getting them out will not be my priority. My series will come first and requests will come second. I miss interacting with you guys and I'd really like to bring interaction back. Whether it's hard thought, soft thoughts, not kpop related, etc. I just ask that you keep your messages kind and free of politics, religion, etc. This is my safe space and I'd like for it to be safe for others as well.

Finally, I'm going to be remaking my masterlists in the coming weeks and they will probably go up after the first of the year as the holidays are always so hectic. I will be making a priority list at the end of this post so you can see what my priority pieces are.

An updates and wips list will also be coming soon so keep an eye out for that please and as always, thank you so much for all the support you've given me since I started this blog. I've met some amazing people and made some even better friends and I'm so grateful to each oand every one of you that has stuck around this long. You all are so amazing and wonderful people and I'm so glad to have met and interacted with all of you. ♥️

Until the next post, ~𝐤。

Priority List

Tales from Camp: Are You Scared? - Wonwoo × reader

Did You See That? - Jihoon × reader

To the Sky - Seonghwa × oc

Under Your Skin - Changbin × reader

Petrichor - Bang Chan × reader

Jam the Ice - Hyunjin × oc

The Colonization Project - multiple pairings

[kpopimaginings]

“I had a bad dream” - Ryeowook

A/N: So I got a request for some fluffy Ryeowook, and I just feel like he’d be such a sweet caring s/o that this is what happened!

You jolted awake, staring wide eyed around your room as you came to your senses. It was just a dream. Nothing you had just experienced was real, and none of it could hurt you. That thought was not comforting enough to help you drift off to sleep though. Every time you closed your eyes, it was right there haunting you.

You grabbed your phone, noticing it was only 1am, not even a suitable time to give up on sleep. For a while you mindlessly flicked through games and apps on your phone before deciding to call your boyfriend Ryeowook for some comfort. You felt bad because of the time, but you knew he'd berate you for not calling if he found out you'd been alone and upset.

"Hello?" his groggy voice said from the other end.

"Hey," you replied, softly.

"What's wrong?" he asked, knowing you would only call this late with good reason.

"I had a bad dream," you told him. "I can't get back to sleep."

"Do you need to come round, or do you want me to come to you?"

"No, I just needed to hear your voice. It's comforting."

"That wasn't a yes or no question," he told you. "Give me a moment to find a jacket and shoes and I'll be right there."

"Really, Wook, you don't need to-"

"I do, you're upset, and you need my cuddles. I'm coming."

You couldn't help but smile at how caring he was as you thanked him. You really had won the boyfriend lottery when he asked you to be his.

Deciding sleep wasn't happening without Ryeowook beside you, you climbed out of bed and made your way to the kitchen. By the time there was a knock on your door, you had two cups of hot chocolate ready to be enjoyed.

As soon as you let him in, your boyfriend pulled you into a hug.

"I'm sorry you had a nightmare," he murmured.

"Thank you," you replied. "I made us hot chocolate. Can we sit in the living room and drink before bed?"

"Of course," he smiled as pulled back. "I love that you made me one too."

"I woke you up in the middle of the night. It's the least I can do."

"You know I'd rather you woke me than suffered alone," he pointed out.

"I do know, that's why I called."

He gave you a quick kiss, before the two of you snuggled on the sofa together in your pyjamas with hot chocolate in hand. Making sure to keep you distracted, Ryeowook engaged you in conversations about your day, and what you guys could do when you next had time off together. He knew that if you needed to tell him about your dream you would, otherwise taking your mind off it was the best thing he could do.

By the time the drinks were done you were starting to yawn. Putting the cups in the sink, soaking them so they could be dealt with tomorrow, the two of you headed to bed.

"Goodnight, angel," he whispered.

"Goodnight, my handsome prince," you muttered back.

There, safely nestled in between Ryeowook's arms, you were able to finally drift off into a peaceful sleep.

NAVIGATION  |  SUPER JUNIOR MASTERLIST

[2ya2yao]

Headcanon - Cuddling with Ryeowook

For anon! I love him so much.

-

you know he looks like a cinnamon roll

could actually kill you

BUT actually has a soft, soft, soooft side

and he'll show it to you

only to you, ok?

you're the only worthy human being in this planet that gets to see his soft side

tbh you live for it

like he loves to cuddle with you

sometimes he'll be the big spoon

but prefers to be the little spoon when you're lying on bed

also loves to hug you from behind and placing his head on your shoulder

he's so fkin sweet when you're alone

sometimes kisses you when he hugs you

long prolonged hugs before you say goodbye

he will have you there embracing his arms around you and tell u he loves u

to have a good day and be careful

really soft ;;

[k-pop-imagines]

Hey there! can i get G, R and S for Ryeowook with the love alphabet?

G = Good Morning (How do they wake you up)

Ryeowook is a morning person, he’s never grumpy or reserved in the morning. He also has a habit of getting up fairly early, at least he’s always up before you. If he has the time, he might prepare breakfast for the two of you. If the smell alone doesn’t wake you up, he’ll hing a soft tune in your ear and give you a small kiss on the cheek as soon as he notices you stirring awake. 

R = Rapture (What makes them happy?) 

One thing that always makes him extremely happy are surprise visits. Whether it’s at the practice room, recording studio, or when he’s just relaxing at home, his mood immediately lifts up when you show up unannounced. Another thing that lifts his mood is when he catches you singing when you’re working, cooking, cleaning, or doing whatever. It doesn’t matter if it’s bad or good, he always takes some time to listen to you and make sure he doesn’t disturb or startle you.

S = Soulmate (What do they think of soulmates?)

He definitely believes in the concept of soulmates. When he was younger, he was very excited to one day meet that one person he was destined to be with but after becoming a member of Super Junior, he didn’t really have time to even think about it. And then, when he least expected it, having almost completely forgotten about his hopes, you came along. 

[sleepyteuk-blog]

love disease - ch. 2

pairings - suju x reader 

warnings/tags - unprotected sex, smut, definitely some fluff thrown about, threesomes,drinking, bit of awkwardness lol.

word count - 3k

a/n - hello again! i was so excited reading through this again i just had to post it before i overthink it too much! i hope you guys like it <3 as always, my inbox is always open 

as promised, a car pulls up to your house and you get in, body alive with nerves. there are butterflies fluttering your insides. you clutch your small bag full of just in case’s with you in your hand. you feel the nerves rising to your throat and pray that the driver doesn’t attempt to make small talk with you.

after a short drive, you’ve arrived. this is it, you’re here.

it was a beautiful house, far away from the city. the cool air blows against the exposed skin of your tight-clad thighs. you are escorted into the house where you see the boys. all 11, talking to each other calmly, they're all dressed casually, but still look incredibly handsome nonetheless. siwon is wearing a just-fitting white shirt and you can see his chest straining against the cotton as he breathes. on the other hand, the shirt that leeteuk is wearing is baggy and shows off just the littlest bit of his chest and yet you feel breathless looking at him.

a voice you think you recognize surprises you and pulls you from your thoughts.

‘you must be _____ . ’ the voice belongs to cho kyuhyun, none other. he’s staring you down, mostly at your plump, gloss covered lips. you feel the weight of iuhis gaze and clear your throat, eager to cool the flame burning in your abdomen.

‘yes! that’s me,’ you grin and extend do a little bow, trying your best to be formal. he chuckles, and turns and walks away after telling you it’s a pleasure to meet you.

greeting the rest of the group was no small feat, and you felt yourself trying maybe a little too hard, which seemed a little obvious.

leeteuk was smiling wide at you as you turn to face him. he invites you to sit next to him and you do so gratefully. he asks your name, as if he already didn’t know, and introduces himself, offering his hand. you place your hand in his and he looks at you through his lashes as he kisses your knuckles, trying not to show how badly you want to blush.

‘don’t be so nervous gongjunim, you have nothing to worry about.’ smiling easily, but genuine. though you sense a tinge of dark tone when he slips the pet name in, and you feel heat rush to your cheeks.

this earns an eye roll and a heavy sigh from siwon beside you. turning your attention to him, he offers a firm handshake, you try not to think too deeply about how large and warm his hands are, and how well they envelop yours.

‘your dress is beautiful, _____ .’ you feel his eyes give you a once over, and you can’t help but feel yourself holding your breath.

you thank him sweetly and he nods, turning his attention back to his conversation with heechul in the chair beside him.

you stand up, walking around a little more and you greet a few more members. ryeowook, who seems a bit mysterious to you, being very curt with his greeting before heading down a hallway. shindong is very formal in his greeting with you, and even shows you around the place a bit.

kangin seems to be speechless when you approach him, as if this idea wasn’t run by him. you two laugh about it and you begin to surprise yourself at how natural this all feels

while talking to yesung about music and what you like to do outside of your work, you feel someone behind you and you turn around to see someone looking very familiar standing behind you.

‘sungmin?’

he looks a little different than the last time you’d met him, about 3 or 4 years prior. admittedly, this didn’t cross your mind when you’d been thinking about this the entire day before.

he nods and smiles at you, a bit shyly. ‘i didn’t think it would be you here, of all people! it’s nice to see you again.’ talking a mile a minute.

and with that, he's gone.

you turn back to yesung, who questions what that was about but before you get a chance to answer him, you’re interrupted by who you assume is their manager entering the room and they toss a contract onto the table you all sit around. you look up and take it, pulling your lips into a smile.

your eyes scan it, all basic stuff for things like this. you are to be available at all times, you can sleep in the same bed as the boys. you are allowed to do as you please when the boys aren’t home. you are only required to come along to show if requested or if you wish to. you will have your own room and your things will be picked up as soon as you choose to sign.

you make sure there are no weird clauses, no strange fine print. you’re happy to say there is nothing of the sort. the payment is hefty, even though they said money was no object, you’d probably be set for life with this. it says you will be here for a while, most likely 6 months but it’s likely to change.

‘well, what do you think _____?’ hyukjae’s voice breaks the silence that seemed to be choking the members.

you bite your lip and reach for the pen on the table, signing your name and handing the paper o your manager for him to sign. the smiles that creep across their collective faces has you grinning. you haven't been here more than an hour and you already seem to have them around your finger. or is it the other way around?

the next few hours are filled with laughter and smiles between all of you. you go out and get dinner, seeing them so casual makes you happy. you’re glad that you can help them relax this way, it’s the most fulfilling part of your job. you fully understand how their line of work can truly take everything out of them.

you all have a great time, the food was good and eunhyuk had you in his lap almost the entire night, playing with your hair and casually draping an arm over your thigh. though, you could feel donghae’s stare boring into you from across the table.

thoughts rush through your mind and oh boy, when you notice them giving eachother looks from across the table, heat flourishes through your stomach thinking about just how much you’re in for later tonight.

they order drinks right after dinner, and you order yourself a piece of chocolate cake, your favorite, you tell them. this throws them into a tipsy argument about what desserts are the best and how wrong yesung is for not liking cheesecake. you scowl at him playfully when he says he hates it, and he himself gives you an expression that matches your own.

lazing back against donghae’s chest, giggling as he holds your hand and feeds you your last bite of cake. you kiss him on the cheek, leaving a smear of chocolate icing on his cheek that makes you start to giggle uncontrollably. you don't remember when you got sat here, but no complaints.

he sighs, kissing your cheek gently and his hand caresses your shoulder ‘ ______-ah, i hope you know how much we appreciate what you’re here to do for us’ his tone is easy, cavalier. you find yourself tremble under his touch.

‘i’m just here to do my job,’ you say just as easily, though through gritted teeth he and the others who've turned their attention to you ‘but this is a little different than what i’m used to, though im up for the challenge.’ this raises a few eyebrows, but the older members dont look as surprised, and as it stands ryeowook and heechul are pretty much asleep on one another.

‘well, _____ ,’ begins yesung with a reassuring smile, ‘even though you’re under contract, it would be nice to be able to get to know you personally, outside of your job. we know that you’re more than your work.’

this comment earns many earnest nods from the rest of the members, many adding onto what he said, saying that they hope you can all become close and you agree.

‘that really means a lot to me. thank you.’ you say, bowing your head momentarily. ‘but, while we’re here, please don’t hesitate to ask questions, i don’t mind answering.’

after a few silent moments and gentle smiles cast at you, kyuhyun’s voice cuts through the quiet. ‘so, i have to know, who else have you .. helped out? anyone we know?’

‘well, if you insist, i can’t really say names. but i guarantee you all know many men and women alike that i’ve worked with.’ your grin is almost devilish. you know they want details, they wish they could have them. you could give them, but it’s more fun this way.

‘can you give us any hints?’ says hyukjae, to which you look at him and shake your head. he gives you a pout, but that won’t work on you.

‘most people come to me when they need a scratch itched that you can’t reach yourself, to put it simply.’ you stretch your legs, standing up and walking around table, searching for someone’s drink to steal.

suddenly, a hand wraps around your wrist. you turn to see siwon, flushed from tipsiness and smiling. ‘why don’t you come sit with me, jagiya?’ your chest heats instantly at the nickname and you don’t hesitate to place yourself in his lap.

he wraps an arm around you and you swear you’re in heaven. he’s incredibly warn, and you're drunk and the contact is more than enough for you. you feel his warm breath on your neck and he's playing with your hair. ‘you’re so beautiful, you know?’

‘so i've heard, yes’ you chuckle, teasing him. ‘now hush unless you’re gonna find me something to drink.’ with that, you lean back and close your eyes, enjoying the warmth of him.

he laughs softly, close to your ear. it rumbles in his chest and you focus on that over the rising heat coursing through you.

before you know it, you’re in the car, now laying across leeteuk and kangin’s thighs. you settle your head against the leaders stomach and close your eyes once more.

when you pull up to the house, you’re scooped away from leeteuk by donghae. flipping you over his shoulder, giggling with amusement. this quickly melts away when another hand, which you assume belongs to hyukjae, lands harshly on your ass. you bite back a moan and are let down to congregate in the living room where more small talk ensues.

you’re not focusing on many things that are being said around you, but when you feel breath close to your ear, you find yourself getting worked up once again.

‘you’re going to bed with us tonight,’ says donghae, too close to your ear, showing you a sly smirk and nodding to his counterpart, who gives you a wink, ‘understand?’

you can only nod, trying to keep yourself together. as the night winds down, everyone says their good nights and you're once again carried over a shoulder to a bedroom, which you assume is donghae’s. you giggle as you are laid on the bed and  you immediately feel two pairs of hands on you. you gasp as donghae is quick to lay himself on top of you and begin to kiss you. he kisses you deeply, while the other massages your thighs and you clench them together.

‘so, so pretty baby.’ he muses, hovering over you as he unbuttons his shirt and discards it. you run your hands over his chest, humming happily.

he leans back down to kiss you, open mouthed and tongue laving over yours. you sigh into the auburn-haired mans mouth above you, grabbing at his shoulders and bucking your hips up to try and get the friction you crave. he pulls away from you, whispering into your ear.

‘now you get to see what happens when you tease like that, sweetheart.’

kissing down your chest and you can see how much he’s sweating, anticipating, you look to your right and see hyukjae palming the growing bulge in his pants.

‘c’mon, get over here’ you say a little harsher than you’d have liked. his eyes blow wide at your command and he sauntered over to you and you grab at the bulge and look up at him through your lashes.

hyukjae sucks a sharp breath through his teeth as you reach for his zipper, never breaking eye contact. you’re broken from your focus as you feel your dress bunch up around your middle.

you look down to see the other between your legs, peeling your panties from you. you let out a small gasp as the cool air hits your feverish skin.

he looks into your eyes and his tongue laps against your folds, his eyes close and he begins to go at it more intensely, you’re only slightly aware of how eunhyuk wraps your fingers around his length and encourages you to stroke it. you oblige him, absentmindedly, though your head is thrown back and you’re whimpering for donghae, you’re focusing on making the other man feel good too.

you lead him forward a few steps and open your mouth wide, taking his throbbing cock into your mouth. he moans and you open your mouth wider, taking more of him in. your hand reaches to fondle his balls and your other hand is firmly twisted in the sheets of donghae’s bed.

you begin to close your legs, getting too sensitive. you get a smack on the inner thigh from donghae, a muffled moan slips out. you’re bucking your hips against his mouth, moaning wantonly around the cock passing in and out of your saliva-covered lips. suddenly his hands are in your hair and you look up at him, approval in your eyes.

he grabs your hair and starts to go harder. though you gag a bit, you don’t mind, knowing that you can take it. he gets more and more erratic, lets out a string of curses and groans, finally unloading in your mouth. you swallow easily, and he pulls out of your mouth with an obscene ‘pop’. you’re greeted with a evilly grinning hyuk hovering over you. he leans down giving you a long kiss, stroking your cheeks.

‘such a good girl,’ he states with a strange aggression that makes your core ache even more.

donghae looks up at you and your hands reach for his dark hair, telling him how good he’s doing and how amazing you feel. just after that, he pulls away from you and a loud whine passes your lips.

he comes up your frame and kisses you on the lips, gentle but with purpose, you hum as you taste yourself on his tongue. hyukjae pulls your dress off the rest of the way, marveling at your body as you feel his hands rub up and down.

unzipping his jeans and kicking off his boxers and pants. he kisses down your form once again, occasionally stopping to lick and suck on your nipple, driving you crazy. he looks up at you, telling you how beautiful you look and how good you've been for them. you’re blushing like crazy at the praise and he stands suddenly and tells you to flip over.

doing so, you see a figure standing in the door, or at least you thought. if you weren’t going crazy, it looked a little like.. heechul? not that you minded, but you thought it weird how he wouldn’t just invite himself in.

your  thoughts come full stop as you feel donghae enter you, letting out a choked moan as he slowly slides in, slamming the rest of his length the full way. you bite the skin of your wrist and push back against him as he fucks into you.

hyukjae appears before you and begins to kiss you, licking into your mouth and caressing your cheeks softly.

you feel donghae spank you a few times and moan as he does, hyuk’s soft smile turning into a smirk.

‘such a bad girl for liking that , aren't you.’ he states. assertive. it makes you melt just a little bit. you honestly didn’t imagine he would be like this. call it a pleasant surprise.

suddenly, he wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you up to him. leaning around your neck he kisses at your jaw and slams into you even harder, hand loose around your throat. you feel yourself getting close, clenching around him harder. you can tell he is too.

trying your best you try to push against him, guiding his hand down your body to your most sensitive spot. you let out a long, broken moan as hyukjae kisses at your collarbones and shoulder, donghae’s hips snapping against you as you cry out one last time, teeth coming down hard on your shoulder as you unravel before them.

both panting and exhausted, you fall to the bed. donghae kisses you softly on the forehead and heads for the bathroom. eunhyuk gets up and returns a few minutes later, comes to lay next to you with a warm washcloth. he smiles at you warmly and wipes you up, careful in between your legs and then takes the now dirty cloth to the bathroom.

donghae returns and climbs under the covers, offering you a nice cottony t-shirt to wear. you thank him quietly and put it on before laying back down. he pulls you into his arms and rests his chin on top of your head, leaning down to tell you how amazingly you did and how grateful he is.

‘we’re going to have so much fun together, the three of us.’

hyukjae does the same when he comes back to bed, and you easily fall asleep quickly between the two men, a tangled mess of bodies softly snoring into the morning.

[caliboyjaeffrey]

How Long I’ve Waited (Ryeowook x Reader)

Rating: M, with plot 

(A/N) Ayy it’s ya girl Ry back at it again with that plot filled smut that everyone loves and craves like crack lol I’m actually seriously proud of this one bc I worked my ass off and put my heart and soul into my writing. I love Ryeowook so much like he has such a special place in my heart. I miss him so much and I will literally cry a waterfall of joy when he returns from the army. Please enjoy some plot and smut fam!!!!! I had to even insert a Keep Reading because it was long AF lol

"________, I know this isn't the best timing but I-"

"I'll wait for you."

"I'll always wait for you."

Staring out the glass window of your apartment as the rain poured down on Seoul, you remembered the last conversation you had with him, with Ryeowook. It had been rainy that day too, much like this one, before the sun had shown softly on the day of his conscription into the army. You remembered you had been fighting with him out of fear, scared because he had decided to join the military as an active duty soldier rather than a public worker. It terrified you thinking of Ryeowook holding a gun, trained to possibly shoot and kill if need be, to be on the front lines if duty called. He'd yelled at you for the first time that day, hands gripping your shoulders and tears threatening to spill down his cheeks from his soft brown eyes. You yelled back because you loved him, and he didn't know it, you were his best friend first and foremost. "Stop treating me like I'm not a man, ______!" "I'm not treating you like a kid for fun Ryeowook!" "Then why?!" "Because I love you, goddammit!"

You remember the shock you felt of those dreaded words passing your lips, the shock on Ryeowook's face as his grip suddenly lightened and his eyes searched your face for more. The heavy quiet in your apartment was deafening, and his soft voice, no matter how he murmured, still felt like a shout to your heart. "What?" You couldn't bear to look at him anymore, turning out of his grip and wrapping your arms around yourself as you stared out over the city skyline. The ambient light would have been beautiful if your tears weren't blurring everything from view as you tried to calm the pain in your chest. You finally turned to him with a hurt smile on your lips, "I love you, Ryeowook. I've always loved you." With his arms hanging limply at his side, he was rendered speechless, looking unable to formulate a complete thought as he could only stare at you with those big brown eyes. Inside, you urged him to say something, begged him to accept or reject you instead of just staring at you like the fool you were. Fresh tears spilled down your cheeks as you turned away from him again and walked towards your bedroom, realizing with a bitterness that he didn't love you like you loved him at all. Silence was the only answer you needed. "The door's over there." "_________-" You had slammed the door shut, collapsing on your wood floors of your bedroom in a heap as the sobs wracked through your chest and made your throat sore. You remembered the silence again, except for the soft creaks of the wooden floors as Ryeowook showed himself out, the door shutting quietly behind him with a definitive click. Staring out the window now, you remembered the absolute agony you felt knowing that the next day he would be gone. Not forever, but two years would feel like forever. It would have been forever if that night you hadn't stayed up in your living room, staring at the black screen of your television as you thought of all the ways your last conversation with him could have turned out differently. You had thought he would never want to speak to you ever again after how you had treated him, until you heard hurried knocks on the door through the deafening sounds of the rain and rumbling of thunder in the distance. You had stood up too quickly, dizzy as you stumbled over to the door and whipped it open to find a rain soaked and breathless Ryeowook, warm eyes wide as the world. "Ryeowook...?" You were barely able to get his name out before he embraced you, arms tight as he pulled you securely into his damp chest. If you weren't surprised beyond all belief already, when he suddenly pulled away and cupped your face you knew this couldn't be real. Placing his petal soft lips on yours, Ryeowook kissed you with as much passion as he could convey in one gesture. Your eyes slid close at the feeling, clinging to his wet jacket as you pressed closer to him, craving the warmth that lurked beneath his clothing. It felt as though he had pulled away all too soon, lips swollen as he looked down at you with so much adoration you felt your heart seize. "________, I know this isn't the best timing but I-" You silenced him with another kiss, knowing what words were about to come from his mouth. You didn't need to hear them to know what he meant, just his presence and the fact that he came back was enough. You caressed his lips chastely with your own before pulling away, stroking his cheek tenderly as you looked up at him with determination in your eyes. "I'll wait for you." "I'll always wait for you." And that was the last time you spoke to him in person. You sighed to yourself still gazing out over the drizzling skyline of Seoul like you always did, like he would appear in the window of some apartment building waving at you. You exchanged letters with him, because that's all he was allowed with non-family members, besides the one call a month he was permitted after begging his superiors time and time again. He had been assigned extra duties because of it, but he had told you it was a labor of love, just hearing your voice for ten minutes made it all worth it. You treasured his velvety voice over the phone too, replayed it in your mind over and over to stop yourself from missing him too much. You couldn't help yourself though, you loved him. You were startled out of your thoughts as the phone in your apartment rang, the sound echoing off the walls of the clean interior. You jumped up from your favorite chair and scurried over to the kitchen where the phone was ringing cheerfully, sliding along in your fuzzy socks on the slippery floor. You did a spin for fun before snatching up the phone without looking at the caller ID, your voice as bright as you could muster, "Hello!" "________?" You nearly dropped the phone, catching it in your grip clumsily as you cupped it to your face with both hands, flabbergasted, "Ryeowook?!" He exclaimed in relief, and you could hear the excitement in his voice, "________! I don't have a lot of time but let me first tell you that I-" "I know!," you grinned, cutting him off as he chuckled on the other line. You could hear the smile in his voice as he teased, whining cutely, "When are you going to let me tell you? "Not until we can see each other in person again," you smiled, lips pressing softly to the phone as you imagined kissing him again. "Well then, guess I don't have to wait that long because I have something to ask you," he mumbled, a little shy suddenly as your perked up at his words. "And what would that be?," you asked, practically itching with curiosity as you bounced on your toes impatiently, squinting your eyes in suspicion, "And why do you sound so embarrassed, Wookie?" "Well," he swallowed, and you heard him turn away to clear his throat. "The base I'm stationed at is going to be having a gala, a black tie event of sorts and they asked me to sing at it." "That's wonderful," you smiled, glad that Ryeowook was still able to get the opportunity to perform, even during his enlistment. "But I'm still confused-" "Will you go with me?," he blurted out, voice stuttering nervously as he continued, "We can invite one civilian to escort and, of course, you were the first and only person I thought of, but if you can't go-" "Yes!," you exclaimed, jumping up and down excitedly. "I'll go, I'll go!" You couldn't help but hold the phone to your chest and let out a scream of excitement. "You'll go?," he sounded so relieved that you wanted to wrap him up in your arms for being so effortlessly cute. You heard a faint 'yes!' as he pulled the phone away, and you grinned at the thought of him thinking he had to convince you to go. "So it's really fancy?," you asked, shuffling your feet in excitement. "Like black tie and everything?" "Yep," he answered, his voice giving away all his happiness. "You'll have a room booked at a hotel close to base and I'll come pick you up. You should receive a letter in the mail from one of my superiors with all the details." "Okay," you smiled, cradling the phone close to your cheek. "I can't wait to see you, Ryeowook." "I can't wait to see you too, sweetheart," he spoke softly, his voice like silk. You felt your heartbeat quicken at the pet name, never having heard it come from his lips before. You loved it more than you could say. "I have to go now," he said suddenly, sadness creeping into his words. "But I'll see you soon, okay?" He teased you gently, not wanting to leave you on a solemn note, "Don't miss me too much." "I'll try," you but your lip to hide your grin. "I'll see you soon." With that he hung up, unable, like always, to say goodbye. Ryeowook never said goodbye, even when the two of you were just friends, it was always "See you soon!" or "See you later!". You liked that about him, it made him feel continuous and eternal, like  he'd always be with you somehow. Setting the phone down, you released the real scream of jubilee that you had been holding in since picking up the phone. You spun around your apartment, laughing maniacally as you slipped your socks off and opened the sliding glass door to your tiny balcony. Ignoring the rain you gripped the railing tightly as you hung over and shouted out to the skyline for joy, "God, I love him so much!" And even with the distance, you knew he could hear you and that comforted your heart, wrapping it in an excitement that made your limbs buzz with energy and your head to spin. You don't know how long you shouted your love for Ryeowook to no one in particular, but when you finally ran back inside, your clothes were sopping wet and your hair was dripping. But you could care less, you were going to see him. Be with him. Touch him. Kiss him. Love him.

Just like Ryeowook said, you'd received a very formal and fancy invitation to his military gala. You smiled down at the gold embossed lettering of his name, indicating that he would be giving a special performance during the event. You scurried to your room and reached under until you found your memory box, opening the dingey light blue box to find keepsakes, special cards, and such things. You carefully placed the invitation on top of the pile of notes and letters you'd created and resealed the top, sliding it back underneath your bed. You stood up and dusted yourself off, already eager to pack for the trip to Ryeowook's base tomorrow. You'd even already bought a dress especially for the occasion, going out and spending your latest paycheck on something beautiful the moment Ryeowook had invited you over the phone. You packed quickly even though you weren't going to be leaving until early tomorrow morning, your eagerness could not be quelled. Soon enough and not even half an hour later, your single suitcase was completely packed, save for a few needed toiletries. It being late already, you dressed in your pajamas, brushing your teeth tiredly as you readied yourself for bed. You stretched and flopped back on your bed, wanting the hours to speed by so tomorrow could come faster. You shut your eyes and tried counting sheep, but impatience kept you awake for a while before you finally drifted into a restless slumber.

You remember vaulting out of bed like a rocket, scrambling to your closet and stressing for about twenty minutes about what you would wear. You settled on something comfortable, but put together because you would be traveling for most of the day anyway. Soft blue linen shorts and a well loved coral top that was just the right amount of worn to still be considered fashionable. You didn't even bother with makeup, far too preoccupied with your eagerness to leave than your appearance. You'd stress about your hair and makeup later before the gala.

After gathering all your things, you took a taxi from your apartment building to the train station that would carry you all the way to Ryeowook's base. It wasn't that long of a ride, but felt like ages before the fast train peeled to a halt gracefully, the doors opening fluidly as you grabbed your bag and jumped to your feet. Walking out of the train station, you went to hail a cab but lowered your hand when you saw a man holding up a sign with your name standing beside a sedan. You smiled and jogged over to him, raising your own hand in greeting, "Hello!" The man was dressed in standard army uniform, not a pin or hair out of place as he turned toward you, "Ah! Are you Miss _______?" "Yes sir, that's me," you grinned wheeling your suitcase in front of you as he took it from your grasp and placed it in the trunk. He opened the cab door and gestured for you to get in as he smiled, "Ryeowook made special arrangements for one of us to pick him up, he's always picking on the trumpets." "The trumpets...?," you furrowed your brow in confusion as he slid into the drivers seat. He looked at you through the mirror as he spoke, "Didn't you know? Ryeowook is part of the 37th division military band. That's where he was stationed, didn't he tell you?" "He told me he was singing but he never mentioned anything about being in the military band," you couldn't help but smile, feeling relieved that he had been placed somewhere he could still sing and perform. The rest of the drive was spent in polite chatter with the obvious trumpet playing driver, talking about Ryeowook and all the crazy antics he got into at his base. Everything sounded like him and you wanted to to hear more, but your arrival at the hotel cut you short. Your heart was pounding, didn't he say he would pick you up at the hotel? You hurriedly got out of the car, not even waiting for the driver to get your suitcase for you as you wrenched open the trunk and barreled toward the automatic sliding glass doors of the shiny hotel. You arrived in the lobby breathless, looking around and turning in circles as you searched the crowded and busy lobby for Ryeowook's face. You frowned when you didn't find him, a receptionist calling you over politely, "Ma'am? May I help you check in?" Pulling your gaze away from the hoards of people, you walked over to the lobby desk, smiling apologetically as you answered, "Yes, please." "What name would the room be under?," the woman asked, fingers posed over the keyboard as she looked up at you expectantly. "Ryeowook, Kim Ryeowook," you said quickly, your heart racing at just the sound of his name escaping your lips. The receptionist looked surprised as she typed in the name, bewildered as she clicked on the name, "Ryeowook? As in Super Junior's Ryeowook? Are you his girlfriend?" You nodded shyly, taking the key card that she handed you, "Something like that. Thank you." "Have a nice stay," she said with a smile, already whispering to the other receptionist beside her excitedly. You hurried away with a blush toward the elevator, your suitcase rolling behind as you pressed a button indicating the tenth floor, where the suits were apparently located. Leave it to Ryeowook to spoil you, even from a distance. Once you'd arrived outside your room's door, you slid the key card in and opened the door breathlessly, heart hoping Ryeowook would already be in there. You dropped your suitcase and ran into the room, "Ryeowook...?" But there wasn't a soul besides your own in the room as your shoulders sagged in disappointment. Your heart felt heavy from tension as you glanced at your phone, wanting nothing more than a text from him to indicate he was on his way to get you. You were simply greeted with the time, alotting you a little over an hour to get ready and look presentable. Your eyes grew wide at the numbers on the screen, throwing your phone down as you picked your suitcase back up and unzipped it, rifling through its contents for your dress and makeup. Forty minutes later, after a scalding shower and fifteen minutes stressing over your hair and makeup, you were dressed for the night. You took a look at yourself in a large mirror that hung on the wall of the hotel room, turning in a circle slowly as you searched for any mistakes of strings out of place. You smoothed down your dress, already knowing it was something that Ryeowook would definitely like. It was a simple, yet elegant black silk gown with an open back and thin straps framing a sweetheart neckline. It accentuated your curves in a demure way, not too risqué, but just the right amount of sexy that men would give you a second look. You grinned and bent over to slide your heels on, glad you had chosen your most comfortable and easy to walk in pair. The timing was almost too perfect as you stood up and you heard a few solid raps on your room's door. You froze where you were, heart beating so fast you swore you could see it as you stumbled over to the door in your heels and ripped it open. You pressed a hand to your mouth and let out a sob of happiness as you were greeted with the only sight you wanted to see. Standing there looking trim and clean in his camouflage uniform and black beret, was Ryeowook. He grinned at your reaction and instantly pulled you into his arms, burying his face in your neck, "________." You could only sob into his chest as you clung to him, not even caring if you ruined the hard work you had put into your hair and makeup. You said his name over and over, gripping his uniform in your fingers as your tears soaked it, "Ryeowook, Ryeowook, Ryeowook..." He rocked you, gently pressing kisses to your neck, face, and lips in between the sound of you saying name. He felt his own tears spill down his cheek as he murmured, "I'm here, I'm here. _________, I'm here." You pulled away and looked up at him, laughing through your tears as you pressed a hand to your mouth, "Ryeowook, I can't even believe-" "I know, sweetheart," he smiled, wiping away his own tears with a laugh before swiping under your eyes carefully with his thumb. "This doesn't feel real." You couldn't help yourself any longer; the need to have him close as possible beyond an embrace made your heart ache. You cupped his face and brought his lips to your own, smiling against his mouth as he stooped down to bring you back into his arms. How long had it been since that night when he first kissed you? It felt like a thousand years, but you'd wait that long again just to have him like this, to kiss you softly in the doorway of some hotel. It began chastely, until his hands began to run up and  down your sides heatedly, his thumbs brushing against your rib cage through the thin silk of your dress. He took a step closer, letting his hips press against your own, the intimacy of such a simple gesture made heat pool in the bottom of your stomach. You let out the softest moan you could muster, his name escaping past his kisses as you gripped the front of his uniform, "Ryeowook. Don't we...?" He pulled away with a smile full of longing, nodding as he bit his lip, "I guess we'll have to wait until after the gala, right?" He grew sheepish as his thumb tried to subtly wipe away the lipstick that traveled outside the shape of your mouth, "You might want to reapply your lipstick before we go." You stepped inside your room and regarded the smudged mess of your lips, grinning at his reflection behind you, "And you might want to wipe your mouth." Ryeowook saw the mess of his own lips with wide eyes and laughed, dampening a washcloth and wiping his mouth with a grin. You watched him out of the corner of your eye as you swiped a fresh coat of lipstick on, choosing a more kissproof one this time. It felt so natural to be with him again, doing such menial things like this made you flush with happiness as you grabbed his face and kissed his cheek while he protested, "I just wiped it off-" "Kiss proof, you dummy," you grinned, turning his face so he could see his lipstick free cheek in the mirror. He looked cutely surprised, "Oh." A mischievous look appeared on his face as quickly changed his mind, leaning in again, "Well in that case." "Nuh-uh, Mr. Casanova," you grinned, hands on his surprisingly muscled chest as you pushed him away teasingly. "Are we going to this party or not? I didn't get dolled up for no reason, you know." You grabbed your clutch and keycard, urging him toward the door as you stepped into the hotel hallway backwards, unable to take your eyes off of him. He took your hand and flashed you a smirk, his eyes roving over your figure as you stepped out of the room, "You mean this wasn't all for me?" You blushed and looked down bashfully, lacing your fingers with his as you headed for the elevator, "Of course it was for you." His finger froze right above the down button before he pressed it, his own face turning red as he stooped down to place another peck on your lips. You smiled softly to yourself as the empty elevator opened, stepping in with his strong hand around the curve of your hip. After the long ride down, and Ryeowook pressing you against the wall for a quick and heated kiss that left you breathless, you stepped out of the lobby and into the evening air. He had a car waiting, a twin to the one that had picked you up earlier sitting parked close to the building. Ryeowook held the passenger door open for you as you slid in eagerly, a winning smile on his face, "Princess." Your face heated up from the nickname, realizing you might have a little something something for that kind of thing. You fanned yourself before Ryeowook slipped into the driver's seat, trying your best to appear poised and unaffected as he smiled at you, "Ready?"

Under normal circumstances, the base would have appeared to be rather bland and spartan. But with such a special event like the annual military gala, the base seemed to have been spruced up a bit to appear, dare you say it, more romantic. The party was held in a training field next to the main buildings in a big white event tent that seemed impossibly large, the inside dancing with twinkling lights and a removable wooden floor. You wondered at everything with wide eyes as Ryeowook guided you into the tent, arm laced formally with his. Many people, of course, gawked at the two of you. Who would've thought that Super Junior's Ryeowook would bring his famous and almost mystical girlfriend that he bragged about to his division constantly. You were welcomed with open arms after the initial shock, blushing beautifully whenever Ryeowook would introduce you as his girlfriend to everyone who asked, even if they already knew. He seemed so proud to have you there, unable to take his eyes off of you as you socialized with his fellow soldiers and their significant others or friends. It made you glad to know that Ryeowook had made friends with these people, glad that he wasn't cooping himself up.

A man with many glittering medals walked up to Ryeowook, who entangled his arm from yours for a mere second as he saluted politely to him, "Sir." "Private Ryeowook," the man nodded curtly to him before he turned a softer eye on you and tipped his cap to you, "Ma'am." "You're needed for mic testing, Private, please report there immediately," he commanded swiftly, nodding one last time as Ryeowook replied cleanly before he walked away. "Yes, sir," Ryeowook replied, saluting once more as the man walked away to maybe terrorize another young soldier. He turned to you, an excited look in his eyes, "That's my queue that it's almost showtime. They asked if I would sing songs from my mini album!" You smiled at how he was practically bouncing on his toes from excitement, "I'm so proud of you, Ryeowook." You cupped his face and gave him one last kiss as he jogged away happily. He suddenly turned around and walked backwards, mouthing words and gesturing with his hands as you spoke them out quietly, "Every...song...is for...you." You covered your smile with your hand as you watched him walk onto the small raised stage at the head of the tent, changing from soldier Ryeowook into the natural performer he was born to be. There was something incredibly hot about how Ryeowook commanded a stage, commanded attention with not only his beautiful voice, but with his gestures and gaze. You saw that look in his eyes many times whenever you would watch him perform, it was both sultry and passionate and made your belly burn with excitement. They did a few mic tests, tech crew scurrying around on stage as Ryeowook warmed up his vocals with his usual routine. You made your way to the front of the crowd gathering around the stage, many people getting ready to finally start the party and dance the night away. Even on the base, Ryeowook had a bit of a fan following and that made you incredibly happy to see grown ass men and women so excited to see your boyfriend perform. He introduced himself politely, bowing respectfully as he smiled, "Good evening everyone, tonight I'll be performing for all of you. I hope you will enjoy my singing and have a good time while listening and dancing." People cheered and whooped for him, clapping as he positioned himself on stage. Ryeowook seemed like he had something else to say as he pressed his lips to the mic in his hands to hide his grin, "And all these songs are dedicated to my beautiful girlfriend, _________." He looked down at where you stood in front of him, "Standing right there in that lovely black dress. So guys, hands off, I mean it." People laughed and clapped loudly, making you blush as you smiled shyly up at Ryeowook. He sang all your favorites, songs he knew you loved and that he loved as well; songs that held special meaning just between the two of you. Any normal listener wouldn't have thought twice, but to you they meant everything that you and Ryeowook felt for each other. People danced together, swaying happily together with the music as your boyfriend filled the air with his velvety voice. You danced by yourself, moving rhythmically with Ryeowook's vocals as he crooned each song for you. One of your favorites came on, a song from his Little Prince mini album, called Foxy Girl, that he later told you he had written about you before the two of you had gotten together officially. It was your song and you looked up at Ryeowook excitedly, who hopped down from the stage and wrapped his arm around your waist with a smirk, pressing his forehead to yours as he sang. "I'll let you know my love," he crooned, moving his hips with yours to the beat as he practically serenaded you in front of everyone. "I'll let you know my heart." You heard people cheer from around you and you blushed from happiness, feeling absolutely beautiful as Ryeowook spun you gracefull around the dance floor. You moved your hips to the flow of the sexy song, making him smirk at your boldness in front of so many people. "Look at me," he commanded in his song, pulling up close once again and burning you with his gaze. "I want you girl, I need you girl." Your eyes glazed over and your body melted into his at his words, knowing exactly what he was wanting and thinking. You wanted nothing more than to give him what he desired right then and there, but the whoops and hollers of the other partygoers pulled you from your haze as he sang the last note. Ryeowook spun you around slowly before dipping you, capturing your lips passionately as you laced your arms around his neck to return his kiss. When he finally pulled you up for air, you were ready to leave with him and drive back to the hotel as fast as the law would let you. But Ryeowook gave you a look as he hopped back up on stage that told you to be patient, and you nodded in understanding, biting your lip at all the thoughts racing through your head. Your fingers itched to touch him again, even to just hold his hand as you proudly watched him continue his performance happily. He seemed so blissful as he sang, so much love and passion in his voice as he belted out notes that would seem impossible for most men. As soon as Ryeowook was finished, you walked to him swiftly, throwing your arms around his neck as you embraced him and congratulated his performance, "You did so well." "Thanks, sweetheart," he smiled, brushing a strand of hair from your face as other friends and colleagues came up to say the same. You waited as patiently as you could, fingers laced with his left hand as he saluted respectfully with his right when a superior officer approached. He lifted your joined hands and kissed the back of yours, winking sweetly to indicate that he was impatient as well. Thirty minutes of this passed and your grip on his hand became tighter and tighter from your need of him, his own hold matching yours as he squeezed back. It seemed like things were wrapping up and he could finally leave, your heart pounding as you met his discrete lusty gaze he shot you when no one else walked up to him. "Let's go," he urged, tugging you along at a pace that was fast but not too quick to alert anyone of your obvious intentions. Making it back to the car felt like hell in your heels and you could hardly keep up with Ryeowook's stride, "Wookie, wait!" You winced, and pulled your dress up, shocked to see angry red blisters on your feet. Ryeowook immediately took your hand and helped you step out of your shoes, "Come here." He swept you up easily into his arms with your shoes in hand as he continued to walk to the car. You could only stare at him in surprise with your arms wrapped around his neck, "When did you get so strong, Mr. Soldier?" He smirked at you, appearing to not struggle at all with your weight in his arms, "You can thank boot camp and training for that." You played with the hair at the back of his neck and buried your face into his shoulder to hide your pleased smile. Ryeowook was suddenly this incredibly manly man and it shocked you to think your soft and sweet boyfriend was now tough as nails and had the body to go along with it. You hadn't even seen him without his uniform off, but you could feel his lean muscles flex against your body and it made your mouth water as you tried to imagine what he would look like back at the hotel. Making it to the car, Ryeowook placed you gently into the passenger side, tucking your shoes neatly down beside you, before he shut the door and slid into the driver's seat. Without a word he turned on the ignition and sped off, his hand coming to rest comfortably on your thigh as he drove just a little above the speed limit. You placed your hand over his, stroking the back of his knuckles softly and feeling the car suddenly pick up speed just a little at your touch. You smiled discretely to yourself when you saw him shift in his seat, his thumb playing with the slit in your dress and teasing the skin of your thigh as the hotel came into view. Your heartbeat picked up as he parked and took your hand, grabbing your shoes as you carefully walked barefoot into the hotel. Of course people did double takes when they recognized Kim Ryeowook and his well known best friend, and rumored girlfriend, walking hand in hand into a hotel together. You bit your lip in disappointment as he led you into an unfortunately packed elevator, wanting nothing more than a little repeat of your earlier elevator kiss. But you saw the hard look in his eyes that Ryeowook got when he was thinking hard about something important. You couldn't help but wonder and maybe worry about what it could possibly be, resting your head on his shoulder to gain his attention again. Dragged out of his thoughts he smiled at you, brown eyes warm and welcoming as he pressed a kiss to your forehead and relaxed. You realized he was nervous and that made your heart leap for him as the elevator door opened to your floor. The two of you exited and took the short walk to your room in silence, the air holding something like anticipation, like there was something he wanted to say but just couldn't get it out. With fingers trembling from excitement, you fished out your keycard from your clutch, struggling a little as you swiped to unlock the door. You had left a lamp on in the room accidntially, the room being bathed in a soft ambient glow that made the mood more romantic. Ryeowook followed you inside and placed your heels he had been carrying beside your messy suitcase, smiling to himself at the untidyness. You turned to him expectantly as he looked around and took his beret off for the first time that night, "I picked a good room, right? The bed's nice and big." Your mouth dropped at his hair, the standard military crew cut but a little messy and grown out, giving him this rough and sexy look. You stepped close and tugged him toward you by his belt, reaching up and running a hand through his hair as you smiled, "You need a trim." "I was growing it out for you a little," he said sheepishly, touching it self consciously. "I didn't know if you liked the short hair or not." "What, did you think I wouldn't find you as hot with the buzz?," you grinned while lacing your fingers around his neck and backing toward the bed. "I think it looks sexy." He smirked and his hands found your waist, laying you down softly on the bed as he hovered over you, "Oh, do you?" You nodded, stroking his cheek tenderly as you hit your lip to hide your smile, "My handsome soldier, serenading me and buying me expensive hotel rooms. Now what do you think he wants?" He surprised you when he rocked his hips into yours, licking his lips as he regarded how you were laid down underneath him. He cocked his head to the side, a silent question as he eyed your soft lips that were suddenly a hair's breath away. You sucked in a breath as your slyness faded away, hands trembling slightly as you raked your nails through his hair, pulling him down for a kiss. That kiss was the catalyst for Ryeowook, his body and hands suddenly active and alive as he pressed his hips down into yours. His lips moved passionately against yours, nibbling at your bottom lip as he begged you for entrance, hands sliding underneath your body to pull your closer. You gasped at his bite and allowed his tongue to slide inside your mouth, kissing you more intimately than he ever had before. Your eyes slid close at the strange new feeling, tasting him as he pulled your wet muscle from you and sucked on it, causing you to moan. You blushed when you peeked from under your eyelids for a second to see Ryeowook with his eyes closed, brows furrowed in pleasure as his jaw flexed beautifully. He released your mouth suddenly, sitting up on his knees but never taking his eyes off of you as he popped open the buttons of his uniform jacket and slid it off, revealing his muscular shoulders. He unlaced his combat boots rather quickly and slipped them off, pushing you farther up on the bed as he groaned, "God, you're so beautiful." You murmured his name softly in appreciation as he kissed your neck gently, "Ryeowook." He looked up at you with a confused look, which changed to greed as you gestured to the zipper of your dress, "Please." With slow teasing hands and a small smirk, he unzipped your dress and slid it off your body at a snail pace that frustrated you to no end. You realized quickly that this was the first time he had seen you completely naked and it felt surreal. This didn't feel like the first time by the way the two of you moved together so fluidly, like you knew each other's bodies better than anyone else's. He drank in your creamy skin and worshiped each curve as he fingers traced up your sides and around the swell of your breasts, "So beautiful." He leaned down and pressed wet kisses to every inch of your skin he could reach, licking up between the valley of your breasts to the base of your throat. You blushed but hid it by tugging at the hem of his shirt eagerly, "Your turn...right?" He smiled at you softly and pulled his standard white shirt over his head, revealing the good work that boot camp had done to his body. You groaned at the sight, fingers already traveling across the tan expanse of his chest as his abs flexed with every breath he took. It was practically pornographic the way he breathed, chest rising and falling as your hands danced down to his hips and touched his belt with a question. The way you looked up at him through your lashes made him groan as he nodded, "Please." You licked your lips and worked on his belt, sliding it out from each loop and tossing it somewhere across the room. Your hands eagerly found the fastening of his camouflage pants and popped open the button, his bulge already pressing out in need. He groaned and pressed his hips eagerly into your hand, wanting nothing more than your touch. You pressed your thighs together, rubbing them softly as you helped him shimmy out of his pants. The two of you were left in nothing but your underwear, completely vulnerable and open to each other as Ryeowook pushed you down into the mattress. You gasped when his fingers found your center, pressing against your panties as he rubbed you softly. Your back arched at the feeling, toes curling as Ryeowook inched your panties off, eager to taste you. You bit a knuckle when he dipped a finger into your soaked heat, swirling it around and collecting your essence into it. You nearly came just seeing the way he took his finger into his mouth, tongue swirling around as he groaned at your taste. He released his finger and pressed two to your clit, rubbing generously as he murmured, "You taste so good, kitten." You whimpered at the pet name, turning your head to the side as he bent down to kiss your hip, trailing down further and further until he hovered just above your core. Your eyes were squeezed shut, fingers knotting into the hotel bed sheets as you rocked your hips and felt his fingers enter you, a gasp stuck in your throat. Ryeowook thrust his fingers in and out of you at a steady pace, bending down to lick a stripe up your clit before murmuring, "Look at me." You did as you were told and made eye contact with him, biting your lip at the predator look in his eyes as he sucked on your clit. You let out small noises of pleasure, fucking back against his fingers as he praised you, "So good, kitten." You felt like you could come, but you pushed him away, wanting to come around his dick for your first time together. He gave you a startled look as you whispered, "Not yet." You leaned in and sucked on his neck, fingers tugging at the waistband of his briefs as you mumbled against him, "I want to come around you." Ryeowook let out a raw moan, fingers already pushing yours aside as he pulled down his briefs and rocked you back into this mattress. He took a few moments to really treasure your body, pressing butterfly kisses to your skin as he whispered sweet nothings. You held him close, running your fingers over his back, feeling his muscles and pressing yourself fully against him, the heat from his skin burning you beautifully. Time stood still for a moment as he pulled away to look at you, his eyes so warm and soft they melted your soul. He whispered, oh so softly, like it was only for you, "I love you, _________." You froze and met his gaze, heart soaring far above the clouds as you remembered telling Ryeowook how he couldn't say he loved you until he saw you again. You felt happy tears spill down your cheeks as you smiled, "I love you too, Ryeowook." You pulled him close, kissing his neck tenderly as you affirmed, "So much." He pulled away and smiled teasingly at you, thumb brushing over your swollen bottom lip, "Tell me, what should I do with you?" You blushed at his question, not really knowing how to phrase what you wanted gracefully, stuttering, "I-I..." How was it that he could make you feel so tender at one moment and then so frustrated the next? "What was that, kitten?," he smirked, fingers trailing to your hips as he pushed your buttons once again. He was absolutely ruthless when he wanted to with that sharp tongue of his. "I-I want you," you started, calming yourself and taking a breath as you looked up at him. "I want you to make love to me, Ryeowook." His gaze softened at your words, his teasing suddenly gone as he bent down to kiss you chastely, "You don't know how long I've waited for you to say those words." Ryeowook positioned himself at your entrance, teasing you only for moment with the tip of his member before pushing completely in. He slid inside to the hilt without any hindrance, like he was made to fit you perfectly, a matching puzzle piece. You both let out sounds of satisfaction, Ryeowook unable to stop himself as his hips began to thrust inside of you. You could only cling to him as he set a breakneck pace, your body absorbing and feeling every sensation to the tenth degree. Every sound and feeling was amplified as he slid in and out of you smoothly, the wetness of your walls allowing him to do so easily. The bed shook from his thrusts, rocking against the wall rhythmically as he rutted against you, suddenly erratic. Ryeowook let out the most beautiful groans, urging the heat in your belly along as your release crept up, whimpering, "Ryeowook, I'm so close." "Wait for me," he commanded, hips working into overdrive as he buried his face into your neck, biting down on the flesh there. You cried out at his roughness, fingernails digging harshly into his back as you tried to stave off your release, unconsciously clenching hard around his member. Ryeowook panted into your ear, pulling back to look at you, "Look at me, __________. Look at me when you come." You couldn't hold back any longer, walls clenching tightly around his cock as you milked him for all he was worth, the knot in your stomach snapping. You came with his name on your lips, clinging desperately to his shoulders as he suddenly pushed himself as far inside of you as he could and stiffened against you. He called out your name loudly as he came, holding your gaze as his seed spilled deep inside of you, coating your walls. You felt him harden and twitch with each pump of his seed, releasing an alarmingly large amount that made you flush and moan. You didn't even mind, you wanted him to claim you like this. When he was finally soft, Ryeowook pulled out of you as gently as he could, biting his lip as he carefully did so. You couldn't help but smile with how tender he was handling you as he laid down beside you and pulled you into his arms. You smiled against the warm skin of chest as he kissed the top of your head, "I love you." "I love you too," you replied, looking up to press a few kisses to his lips and face. You turned in his embrace and wrapped arms around him, tangling your legs with his, "More than anything." "Enough to wait one more year?," he asked with a smile, but you saw the slight worry in his eyes. You silenced his worries with another kiss, putting all your love for him into that one gesture as you pressed your forehead to his, "Enough to wait a year. Enough to wait always." Maybe you only got this one day to be with Ryeowook, and maybe it would be a while until you had another. Maybe you would only have the phone calls and letters for a while, but at least you had him, even when he wasn't there, he was with you. If you were lonely, he was a letter away. If you missed the sound of his voice, you would slow dance with yourself late at night in your living room to his songs, imagining he was there. You would count down the days until you could see him again, waiting however long it would take, all for the love of him. And he would count too. Looking toward the day he would finally hold you in his arms again. One year was nothing compared to the eternity he would wait for you.

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A Dream for You and Me - Ryeowook Imagine

Request from anon for Ryeowook angst, where the reader gets pregnant and hides it, but he finds out. Definitely just angst, I’ll leave it open for a part two if requested? Also, I’ll be jumping forward in time and to Ryeowook’s POV. 

in which you think you’re pregnant, but you hide it, and you and Ryeowook’s relationship may not stand this test

I woke up feeling like I was under a heavy weighted blanket. I don’t think I had ever felt so much anxiety and uncertainty. I sat up, trying to catch my breath. Ryeowook stirred beside me, then sat up, squinting in the dark. 

“Hey,” he said, reaching out to grab my face. “Are you okay?” 

“Yeah. I just...I had a dream that I was pregnant, and then that I was giving birth alone, and it felt so painful and real.”

Ryeowook frowned. “You don’t think you’re actually pregnant, do you?” He looked worried.

I shook my head. “No, there’s no way, Wook. Thankfully. I don’t think it’s the right time, and I don’t think I want to be pregnant anytime soon after that dream. It just felt so strange.”

He grabbed my hand. “I agree, jagi. Not for a long time. When it’s the right time, I promise you won’t be alone though. Now, get some rest.”

*next week*

The dream kept repeating, every night, and I couldn’t stop thinking about it.  Ryeowook and I both didn’t want kids for a while. We knew there were plenty of people who wouldn’t take it well, and we just didn’t want to deal with it. But what if I was pregnant?

Moving on autopilot, I went and bought a pregnancy test, and went home to take it. I sat in silence as I waited for the results, head spinning with thoughts. And the results were positive. I was pregnant. I carefully wrapped up the test, and threw it in the trashcan in the garage. I knew I couldn’t tell Ryeowook yet. I couldn’t tell anyone. It was my secret, my cross to bear until I figured out what to do. 

There was no way I was more than a month or two along, so I had time to figure out what to do. I just had to wait. If I told Ryeowook right away, he might leave. Or he might not want us to keep the child. And right now, I don’t even know what I want. Not at all.

*a few days later, Ryeowook’s POV*

Kyuhyun and I sat in silence, eating our dinners in the studio. “Usually you’re all over your phone, texting her, or rushing through your food to get home,” Kyuhyun said, breaking the silence. “What’s going on between you two? Trouble in paradise?”

I sighed. “Kyu, I think she’s pregnant. But she’s hiding it from me, and I don’t know why.”

Kyuhyun’s jaw dropped. “That’s great, didn’t you guys want a baby? What makes you think she’s pregnant?”

“Yes, but at the right time, which I don’t think is now. She’s been having dreams, nightmares almost, about being pregnant or giving birth alone. She told me the first time it happened, but I think she’s lying about the dreams now. I hear her talk in her sleep all the time, apologizing,” I explained between mouthfuls of food. “I’ve told her that no matter what, I’m here for her. Even if she became pregnant now. So I’m worried that something else might be going on.”

There was a serious look on Kyuhyun’s face. “Do you...think it could be someone else’s?”

I just stared at him. “I don’t know. I don’t know if I want to find out.”

When I arrived at home, I paused on my doorstep, not sure if I wanted to enter. I knew I’d find my girlfriend curled up on the couch, insisting that everything was fine when it wasn’t. 

I sighed, and opened the door. “Jagi, I’m home!” I called, wincing at the fake cheeriness. A small sound of affirmation was all I heard from the ball of blankets on the couch.

“Jagi, are you okay? I can’t help you if I don’t know what’s wrong,” I said as I sat down next to her. 

“Just leave me alone. I’m fine.” I tried my best to keep my calm, but I had never felt so angry yet helpless.

“I hate seeing you hurt, and I hate hearing you lie to me. Just please, talk to me. What’s going on? What do you need?”

Suddenly, she stood up from the blankets and got close to me. “What I need is for you to leave. Stop smothering me. Just go.” She burst into tears and ran into our bedroom. 

I followed, but she slammed the door in my face. I turned around and sat against the door, trying to figure out what to do. In the end, I did what she said. I left. 

*same time, reader POV*

Tears streamed down my face as I ran into the bedroom, slamming the door behind me. I collapsed onto the bed, feeling like my heart was breaking. My hand went to my stomach, where I didn’t even have a bump yet. I laid there, crying until I feel asleep.

My dreams were the same, haunting dreams, filled with hospitals and babies crying and Ryeowook looking at me with sad eyes. My body felt like it was burning, and I screamed, waking myself up. 

I sat up, looking around frantically, looking for Ryeowook. But he wasn’t there. I waited a moment, called out his name, but he never came. I was alone, just me and the baby. 

[wronqness99]

It’s You!

This scenario was requested by @usernameloaa​​ I hope you like it! 

> About my writing

Genre: Angst, fluff

Warnings: —

Word Count: 1251

Characters: Eunhyuk (Super Junior)/Lee Hyukjae x Fem!Reader

*The image doesn’t belong to me, credits to the owner.*

"I'm going to get some coffee, anyone wanna come?" Kyuhyun questioned retrieving his wallet from his bag when they decided to take a break from practice.

"Yep, I'm going with you," Eunhyuk spoke, jumping up from his sitting position on the ground to get his wallet as well.

The two members walked out of their practice room making their way towards the cafeteria, bumping into their hoobae group Red Velvet on the way.

"Hi Yerim-ah, how are you?" Hyukjae questioned, completely ignoring his own girlfriend's existence. The girl scowled and bowed to Kyuhyun silently before storming off. Yeri called after her bandmate but to no avail, the girl had been hurt by her boyfriend's actions and was getting tired from dealing with such immaturity coming from someone whom she loved and was older than her.

"I'm so sorry, it's been a hard day for us today... We have also been trying on the outfits for the SM Town stage." Yeri giggled nervously. "If you'll excuse me." The younger bowed before hopping her way back to the fitting room.

Kyuhyun looked back at the girl before returning his gaze to his hyung.

"What the hell just happened?" Eunhyuk sighed and turned walking to the SM coffee machine, ignoring Kyuhyun, who followed right behind him.

"We've been arguing." He muttered after a while feeling too bothered and uncomfortable with the situation. The man inserted a coin into the machine and pressed the button for his desired beverage.

"And why is that?" The younger questioned.

"Well, you would understand if you saw the outfits they want them to wear for their stage." The older one stated with an annoyed expression plastered on his face. Kyuhyun chuckled half incredulous.

"You are annoyed because of that? We've been in the industry longer than any other active band in the agency, it's not like you're not aware the artists don't get much of a say when it comes to wardrobe picking."

"Whatever, Y/N has a boyfriend she could at least try to oppose." He muttered through gritted teeth.

"And how do you know she hasn't? Have you at their meetings?" Kyuhyun pointed out making his hyung even more annoyed. Eunhyuk huffed, going back to the practice room without waiting for the maknae.

"Are you serious?" Kyuhyun questioned gobsmacked by the reaction. "Is this what Y/N deals with every day? How old are you Lee Hyukjae-ah?" He screamed at his hyung, laughing as the man rounded the corner and walked faster, getting even more annoyed that his bandmate and friend was siding with his significant other.

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That night he arrived at home exhausted from dance practice. The sight of his girlfriend sitting on the couch of their shared apartment watching a series didn't make him halt for a second when he went to place his belongings on the armchair even to greet her. The man walked straight past her and into the kitchen. The man opened the fridge to get some cold water and was surprised by a lunch box full of jajangmyeon with a yellow sticky note reading 'I love you. Please eat and don't be sick.' - Y/N.

He grabbed the plastic container and stared at it for a couple of seconds before hearing sniffles in the hallway and quick steps making their way up the stairs.

"Fuck" He muttered throwing the container back into the fridge and closing it before running up the stairs and into their room.

When he opened the door he was greeted by Y/N's red and swollen eyes, her arms hugging her knees to her chest.

"How long are we gonna be like this?" The girl questioned, tears running down her face. "Why can't you understand my position when we have the exact same job and go through the exact same things? Because a man showing his abs is alright but if a girl shows a little more skin it's a crime and a sin she'll never be forgiven for?"

"The situation here, Y/N, is that you have a boyfriend."

"Well, you have a girlfriend, too. Whom you aren't respecting if I'm honest. Dammit Hyukjae, have I ever given you reasons not to trust me? Have I ever disrespected you in any kind of way? If I have please enlighten me because it honestly went past me." The girl sniffed, rubbing her eyes with the back of her hands and looking back at the male.

"No, that's not it at all. I just don't like MY girlfriend showing skin to others." The girl shook her head in defeat as she heard her boyfriend's words.

"You know what? Forget this, Hyukjae." She stated, laying down on the bed and covering herself up as she curled up in a way to try to comfort herself and forget all the mean things she'd heard from her lover's mouth the past couple of days.

Eunhyuk sighed and went to the wardrobe to grab some pj's to change into. Walking to his side of the bed Hyukjae laid down on the bed next to his lover, he couldn't help but feel saddened that they couldn't solve their problem earlier.

Was he being too stubborn?

The man sighed, inching closer to the girl and hugging her from the back, feeling her sleeping self subconsciously curl herself into his body a little more. He chuckled softly before pressing a kiss to the back of her neck and allowing himself to fall into a deep sleep.

The next day when he awoke, Y/N has already left to get ready for her band's stage which would be the first of the night at SM Town. Hyukjae stretched and rubbed his eyes, finding the courage to get up and get himself ready for the day.

After a refreshing shower and eating some pancakes Y/N had left for him on the kitchen counter, the man left for the venue where he met his members for another round of practice before the real thing happened.

Already in the waiting room backstage being one of the first members to have gotten ready, Hyukjae saw as Y/N and the rest of Red Velvet walked to position themselves for their entree. It was unexpected to the man when his girlfriend stopped in front of him and tiptoed, holding his cheeks roughly and attacking his lips in a kiss.

"Oppa, I want you to understand this very well: Others can look or stare all they want because only you get to touch. It's you, only you, can't you see that?" She questioned, looking him dead in the eyes. Hyukjae melted hearing her words and stole another kiss before hugging her tightly in a silent 'good luck' wish.

"I fucking love you so much, Y/N. I can't wait for us to get home tonight." He whispered in her ear so no one could hear them. The girl laughed and bit his bottom lip slightly before placing one last kiss on his cheek before letting go of him.

"I have to go now, wish me good luck!" She said excitedly.

"Good luck baby and I'm sorry." The man said feeling sad about the way he had behaved and what he'd put her through in those few days. Y/N smiled and shook her head, caressing his cheek and waving goodbye to his members, before running to her members as her boyfriend looked at her proudly standing right where she left him.

"She has you whipped," Ryeowook laughed. Hyukjae smiled.

"She really does and I wouldn't have it any other way."

MASTERLIST

[whatwouldyourbiasdo]

Finding Cinderella | Series | Prologue

Title: Finding Cinderella

Pairings: Donghae x reader,(Primary) Heechul x reader (Secondary), Kyuhyun x reader (Secondary)

Author’s Note: I have been planning this story for a while but have been battling many writers’ blocks in doing so. This story will mainly focus on Donghae and the reader but will have branching stories between Heechul, Kyuhyun and two secondary OC characters.

Sidenote: Yes, this series will include Kangin and Sungmin. This was originally started back when the two of them were still active members and in my heart they will always be members so I will include them wherever I see fit.

Taglist: Make sure to send us a message if you want to be tagged in future updates on this story

“I can’t believe we won again,” Leeteuk beamed as he and his members made their way to their dressing room, just having finishing yet another music show where their latest single was voted number one of the week.

“I can,” Heechul replied with a pleased smirk curling his lips. “Our fans are amazing, they can make anything happen!”

“But three weeks in a row?” The eldest by just a couple of days let out a soft sigh, “I’m almost feeling sorry for our hoobaes who are working just as hard.”

“Almost being the key word, right?” Kangin joked as he nudged their leader.

It wasn’t like they considered themselves better than others just because of seniority, they were still genuinely surprised and humbled that their fans were still supporting them after all this time and that after so many years they were still able to get to the top. It didn’t mean that they put in less effort than the younger and newer groups that were promoting at the same time.

“It’s thanks to us and our fans that SM was persuaded to throw that party next week.” the second eldest bragged as he casually draped himself on the couch as he pulled his phone from his pocket.

“Hyung, you are definitely too much,” Ryeowook laughed as turned to the mirror to check his hair, even after the recording and the performing was done he still wanted to look his best. He was a public figure after all.

“What? Am I wrong?”

“It’s not just because of us,” Sungmin nodded in agreement to the second youngest member. “SNSD did really well with their comeback last month, and people are already excited for EXO’s new song and they haven’t even released a teaser yet!”

“Ey, you guys are no fun!” He clicked his tongue in complaint as he circled the phone around his face to find the right angle for a selfie. It had been a whole three hours without updating his SNS and that just simply wouldn’t do. “Ah, too good looking...”

“Humble as ever.” Yesung chuckled at the slightly older male’s antics as he finished packing his own things. “Let’s grab dinner on our way back.”

“Yes! Food! Man, I’m starving!” Eunhyuk whined as he dramatically rubbed his stomach. “I haven’t eaten since breakfast!”

“What about the snacks from the food truck our fans prepared?” Shindong nudged his fellow dancing machine. “You ate more than all of us together, didn’t you?”

“I didn’t!” He denied quickly. “Kyu ate more than me, there was barely any left for the staff after he went through it!”

The youngest in the room glanced up from his phone upon hearing his name and feigned innocence as he was just partially paying attention to what his members were discussing. “Whatever it is you’re accusing me of, it probably was Donghae hyung!”

“What? Why me?” He piped up from the corner of the couch as he stared at the youngest member.

“Because it’s always you,” Eunhyuk decided to join in as he poked his best friend’s head.

“It’s not always me!” He pouted, he wasn’t even sure what exactly they were accusing him off but he definitely denied any accusations that believed he was always to blame. If anything he was one of the most innocent members, sometimes a bit naive perhaps but definitely innocent.

“Just accept it. If things happen, you’re always in the neighborhood,” Eunhyuk continued to tease him as Kyuhyun nodded in agreement.

“That’s why I’m always stuck taking care of you,” Heechul decided to join in the teasing, he had probably known the young idol the longest out of all of them considering their trainee history. After all, he was one of the people who begged him to stay with the company when he was ready to give up on making his debut as an idol.

“Hey, I am totally innocent! I even have an alibi, just ask Siwon!” Donghae protested as he pointed at the taller member on the other side, who was listening in to his members chatting in silent amusement. “Yah, tell them what I was doing.”

“Me?” Siwon looked genuinely surprised as he pointed at himself, he should have known he was going to get dragged into the conversation one way or another. “Ah… Well, you were back here for a long time so I suppose you couldn’t have been eating all of the food…”

“See?!” Donghae’s voice only grew louder as he felt supported in his plea for innocence.

“Why were you back here for so long if not to hide yourself and eat all the food?” Kyuhyun questioned with an accusing tone of voice.

Donghae didn’t hesitate to answer his question, “Pooping.”

A flood of laughter and complaints erupted from the group, whether it was the sheer seriousness and even a hint of pride in which he had proclaimed his actions, or the fact that he brought up the subject carelessly though his members didn’t exactly wanted to know that much detail.

“What? What?!” He kept complaining as he tried to raise his voice above all the others. “It’s a normal thing to do, you know!”

“You don’t need to proclaim it so loud and proud, ya know!” Heechul replied with the same complaining tone of voice. “I don’t need to think of you pooping, thank you very much!”

“Well blame Kyuhyun and Hyukjae, they asked for it!”

It took Kangin two seconds to raise his hand and whack Eunhyuk’s head as punishment for a question he hadn’t even asked personally. As the younger male looked up at the broader man and rubbed the back of his head, Kangin hissed at him in a semi-serious manner. “Don’t encourage that!”

“Yah, yah, yah, Kyuhyun started it!” He muttered as he casually shuffled away from the older member, his lips curling into a pout as Donghae looked at him with a pleased smirk on his face.

“Guess who’ll be cleaning up the dishes tonight,” Shindong had promptly placed his hand on the youngest member’s shoulder, who thought he had escaped the situation unscathed. But as he was busy laughing at the outcome of his set up, the older male had made his way over and was just ever so threateningly squeezing his shoulder in his hand. “Any other jokes, maknae?”

“Okay, c’mon guys!” For as much as Leeteuk enjoyed his members’ antics, he felt it was his responsibility to settle them down when things got too crazy. With a minimum of eleven members together most of the time, energy was as contagious as a common virus which was surprising considering the heavy packed schedules they’ve had ever since they started preparing for this comeback. “Let’s go eat before we lose our appetite thanks to Donghae!”

“Yah! They started it!” Donghae continued to complain as the group slowly got up from their seat and one by one headed for the exit. “It’s a perfectly normal thing!”

“Of course it is,” Siwon agreed in means of assuring him. “But that doesn’t mean we need to know about it.”

“You too, Siwon? You too?” Finally he let out a sigh of defeat, there was just no arguing with these guys when they all banded together.

[kpopimaginings]

Working Birthday - Ryeowook

A/N: A special birthday post for Ryeowook <3

For a lot of people, working on their birthday would put a dampener on the day, but for Ryeowook, the whole day felt like one big party.

While Super Junior were getting in some last-minute rehearsals for the concert that night, you had arrived with a cake and some gifts. The Super Junior boys had given you anything they'd got for him too so you could bring everything to surprise him with.

His face lit up as you walked in and everyone stopped what they were doing to wish him a happy birthday. Once you'd put down the cake and bags you were carrying, he hugged you.

"This is perfect," he told you, "I'm so pleased you're here for my birthday."

"Me too," you grinned, "And I get to watch a Super Junior show!"

After a couple of hours relaxing together watching Ryeowook open all his presents, you were all now stood side of stage waiting for their concert to start. Leeteuk was half way through a pep talk, when you heard the crowd start singing happy birthday. You noticed Ryeowook's eyes grow wide as he became quickly distracted and pulled out your phone to quickly record his reaction. He was staring off in the direction of the stage with puppy eyes and a happy little pout on his lips.

As he turned and saw your phone pointed at him, he knew what you were doing. "This is so sweet," he said. "15 years and I never quite get used to all the love from ELF. Saranghae!" As he finished speaking he made a love heart with his hands and kisses with his lips.

When you lowered the phone, he spoke to you. "Can you send that to me? I want to share it and thank them."

"Of course I will."

"Ryeowook, you back with us? We're on stage in like 2 minutes," Leeteuk's voice interjected.

"Right, yes, I'm here," he said, turning back to the group, a smile still on his face as he prepared to go out and spend his birthday with his Ever Lasting Friends.

NAVIGATION  |  SUPER JUNIOR MASTERLIST

[2ya2yao]

Super Junior reaction to their s/o cuddling them in bed

For anon! I did all ot15 for this because yes, fight me. Sorry if it's too short. ;—;

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Would be surprised, but would act it like something that's normal between you both. After some time he would hug you back lovely in silence: Eunhyuk, Yesung, Shindong, Kibum, Kangin.

Would be shy at first, he would lose himself in your embrace slowly and take your hand between his own to pull you closer to him because he realized he loves having you this close: Heechul, Zhoumi, Ryeowook, Donghae, Henry, Kyuhyun.

Loves you cuddling with him, from start to end he loves your hugs and your warmth. Sometimes he's the one who suggests cuddling with you in bed, all of it just to have you close: Siwon, Leeteuk, Sungmin, Hangeng.