#sejun;replies

[frczenpcetry]

[ txt ] come home, i need cuddles! 🥺

[ txt ] i miss you a lot, darling 💕

{ san to his sejun 🩷 }

[txt → angel ❤️] Oh no, that's an emergency

[txt → angel ❤️] Coming real quick Darling, I'll make sure your cuddle needs are met, if not exceeded 💕

[victonrevival]

sik telling his talkative kids to shh and stop being so loud

[malereaderpage]

like u || lim sejun

► switch sejun, switch male reader

► smut, cursing, public sex, unprotected sex, over stimulation multiple rounds.

you let out a gasp as sejun thrusts into you. "f-faster, p-please sejun." his grip on your ass tightens as he groans, you let out a whimper. the both of you are currently in a public bathroom. it has gotten dark. you and the rest of the members has just finished with a photoshoot, the both of you snuk away to the bathroom and sejun locked the door. he has you currently bend over, your upper body resting on the counter of the sink, sejun pounding into you from behind. only your pants and boxer briefs has been removed.

he stops thrusting and leans forward, his face close to your ear. "if i go any faster, you'll be a moaning mess and the rest will hear us," he says lowly and starts kissing your neck. "they'll hear how good i'm fucking you," he says lowly close to your ear again. shivers run down your spine and you moan. one of his hands go down to your hard dick. you grip the counter and moan as his fingers wraps around your dick. "s-sejun..." you say breathlessly. "yes, baby?" he replies. "please let me cum, i'll be quiet i promise," you tell him, whimpering as his hand slowly strokes your dick. "we both know that you won't accomplish that...plus i prefer your loud moans. the noises you make, the whimpering, it has me going completely crazy for you, y/n." he tells you. your dick can't help but twitch. he smirks, knowing what he's said effects you greatly. someone then knocks on the door. sejun doesn't stop stroking your dick. your hand goes over your mouth as your whimpers are muffled. "hyung, hurry up we've got to go. i hope y/n hyung is with you too," subin says.

"okay subin," he responses so causally, as if his dick isn't inside you and stroking you teasingly slow. it frustrates you. "let's continue this at our dorm, hm?" you nod in response. he pulls out and you both pull up your pants and underwear before you head out. your group has decided to take the bus you guys own so when everyone has taken their seats, they fall asleep. you and sejun are sitting at the back, the rest of the members and staff members in front of you. you are checking things on your phone and when the bus enters a dark tunnel, sejun's hand goes up your thigh, dangerously close to your crotch. you try your best to keep your facial expression neutral. sejun loves the fact that he has such an effect on you. he leans in closer to you and teases your neck. "s-sejun. were in public..." you whisper. he then comes up and pecks your cheek. he pulls away and pretends to be asleep as the bus exits the tunnel.

as soon as the both of you enter and close the door of your shared bedroom sejun pins you against the wall, bodies close to each other. he leans in and kisses you, his one hand comimg down and roaming your clothed body. you whine into his mouth. he gets the hint and his hand unbuckles your belt. he breaks the kiss and focuses getting your pants down. you take off your shirt as sejun finishes with your pants and underwear. you take off his shirt. he kisses you again, sucking on your tongue you let out a moan into his mouth. you both are so horny at this point. you take sejun by surprise when your fingers wraps around his hard cock.

you stroke him but painfully teasingly slow. he groans. "y/n. stop teasing," he says lowly. you ignore him and guide him to the bed. you push him so his back hits the mattress. you crawl ontop of him. he props himself up with his elbows as he watches you. you kiss the sides of his dick. sejun throws his head back and exhales a shaky breath, eyes closed in concentration. you then explore his stomach. sejun hums in content as he looks at you again. the view has him aroused. you then attack his chest and collarbones with kisses. you suck on his collarbone, sejun groans. you then kiss his neck then jawline, then cheek. you rub your nose against his and he smiles. your lips finally meets his. his one hand comes in contact with your jaw but soon goes to your nape to make the kiss deeper. his tongue asks for entry and you oblige.

his tongue explores your mouth, kissing you sinfully. you moan. sejun's patients runs out and he switches the positions. he's above you. he attacks your neck and marks it up, he then sucks on your collarbones aggressively which makes you moan. he trails kisses from your chest to your lower stomach. his finger enters you which makes you grip the sheets. you begin to pant as his fingers thrust in and out of you. the way sejun is looking at you makes you cum faster. your so sensitive so when sejun touches your dick you flinch and whimper. his mouth takes your dick and he starts sucking you off. your hands grips his hair tightly and he grunts which causes vibrations to go through your dick.

you start to tear up due to the overwhelming pleasure. you don't want sejun to stop despite you being over stimulatated so you don't stop him. you cum again in his mouth. he swallows. "fuck sejun..." you say lowly, still panting. "are you okay? can you take another round?" he asks you. you nod. "are you sure?" you nod again. "yes, i'm sure." you then peck his lips for reassurance. he leans in and kisses you. he then breaks it and you lie back down, he enters you with his dick. you hiss and grip his shoulders. you clench around him and he has to resist the urge to move. he groans instead. you relax around him not long after. "okay, you can move." he moves slowly and as soon as you become more vocal and show no signs of discomfort he picks up the pace.

"fuck," you moan as you arch your back. he's found your prostate and he hits it over and over again. "sejun!" you moan out loudly as he continues to mercilessly pounding into you. sejun begins to pant and you breathing heavily signals that you are already close once again. without warning, you cum onto your stomach. sejun chases his own high and cums into you. he pulls out and collapses next to you. when he thinks you have fallen asleep you hover above him. "we aren't done yet, love. one more round...let me make you feel good." sejun gets hard again just of the thought you fucking him.

after prepping sejun you enter him carefully. even though both of you are switches, sejun is mainly the top so it's been a while since you've fucked him, hence you being careful. he grips your hair tightly. you kiss his neck to distract him. after you have fully entered him you stay still. you decide its a good time to start a makeout session so you do just that. unintentionally, sejun moves his hips, oh so desperate for friction. "please move," he begs. you love it when he begs for you. you oblige and start moving slowly. he moans lowly which drives you insane. "keep moaning for me baby," you tell him in a low tone. he moans again but louder. "f-faster...please go faster." you go faster and faster. "oh fuck!" you smirk, knowing you've found his prostate. you keep hitting it over and over as you fuck him mercilessly. you begin to pant. your head throws back due to the pleasure.

you looking so fucked out brings sejun close to his climax. his back arches. "i"m gonna cum," he announces. you look at him. "cum, cum for me." he whimpers. "y/n!" sejun cums with a loud moan and your name escapes his mouth. you chase after your own high and cum not long after. both of you are a panting mess. "you should fuck me more often," sejun tells you breathlessly. you smirk. "we'll take turns to make it even," you reply. "fine by me," he grins. sejun pecks your lips. "let's go take a shower," he adds. you nod in agreement and peck his nose.

[lushta1es0nm3]

Victon:

On the quiet days

I haven’t been myself for a while, I haven’t felt like living but I’m not a quitter. So yeah, I’m still here and kicking life’s ass.

The clock ticked as you both lay in bed wrapped up in each other’s arms. Both of you were off and tired, it was early morning, so you didn’t make a move to get out of bed. And you didn’t know Seungwoo was awake, he was doing the same thing you were doing staring off into space, listening to the other's heartbeat. He placed one of his hands in your hair causing you to look at him, you smiled softly and he smiled back with sleepy eyes.

You laid your head back down on his chest and took a deep breath, enjoying his scent. He laughed under his breath, “How cute.” He commented pulling you closer as he closed his eyes again, you smiled and followed suit, both of you fell back asleep.

You sighed softly into the quiet room, as you stared at the paperwork in front of you. Ah, it’s so much fun picking up slack from your coworkers. Seungsik’s back was to you, he was washing the dishes, seemingly to have gone off into his own world. You sighed, needing a break and stood up from the kitchen table, leaving the mountain of work there.

Once you reached Seungsik you wrapped your arms around him, giving him a back hug. He flinched slightly at your sudden touch and looked down at you with a smile. It was as if he knew you were frustrated about work, he sat the cup he was rinsing down and took off the bright pink gloves you bought as a joke. He turned around and gave you a real hug. You buried your face in his chest and then looked up.

He poked the tip of your nose and kissed your forehead watching as your face turned bright red from blushing, “better?” He whispered softly letting you go.

“Much better.” You replied walking back to the table of work.

“Fighting!” He quietly cheered you on before returning back to his own task. You laughed a little and the room fell back into the peaceful silence.

Glancing up from your phone, your eyes landed on Chan, he was looking online shopping for what, you didn’t know. Your curiosity getting the best of you, you leaned over his shoulder to see what he was staring at so intensely. He hadn��t said anything much all day which puzzled you.

Normally, he wouldn’t stop teasing and playing with you. But today was different, so what was up.

“What are you doing?” You asked scaring the daylights out of the man. He went to cover his phone, but it was too late you say it already. You smiled at him and shook your head.

“That’s cute, who is it for?” You asked.

He pursed his lips and shook his head at you, he knew you saw it, so there’s no use lying. In a quick motion, he pulled you into his lap showing his phone to you, he started showing different colors of the couple sweaters he was looking at.

You grinned as you watched him scroll through the selections. Last time you asked about wearing a couples outfits, he told you no, what changed his mind? Shaking the thought away you pointed at the pastel purple sweater with a dinosaur on the front.

His face turned bright red as he smiled up at you, “Okay,” he remarked, putting his phone down and pulling you even closer as he leaned back on the couch, “I was thinking the same thing.”

You reached over and grabbed your phone before making yourself comfortably cuddled up in Chan’s lap. You opened your Instagram and you both proceeded to scroll through the app in silence.

Standing up from the couch to stir the pot you had on the stove, you hummed softly to yourself as you looked at the time. It was almost dusk dark outside, Sejun had left about an hour and a half ago. He said he wanted to go for a jog, that was cool, cause you needed some ingredients for dinner. But by the time you realized you already had it, he was already out the door. So you texted him not to worry about and enjoys his time to himself.

You put spoon down just as the sound of the front door opening reached your ears, you looked up as Sejun walked into the kitchen. He was covered in sweat but he smiled at you exposing his dimples as he went in for a hug.

“You smell like hard work.” You stated taking him off guard because he thought you’d tell him he stinks. You looked up at him and smirked at him, he smirked back and started to attempt to rub his sweat on you. But you ducked and made a made dash for the living room.

His laughter followed you as he went behind you, he caught you and started tickling you. You erupted into laughter, swatting his hands alway, “Sejun, I’m gonna burn dinner,” you laughed out, “please stop.”

He did as you asked and took off his sweaty shirt, “I’m gonna go shower first.” He announced with a smile.

“Okay.” You replied as you gathered your composure and stood up to head back into the kitchen.

“Y/N,” he called your name and you looked over at him and answered with a hum, “I love you.” He acknowledged softly like he usually does at random times.

“I love you too.” You stated softly. Both of your cheek were flushed red. How sweet

The rain poured outside and the sound of thunder rumbling sounded through the cafe. Hanse sat across from you, doing the same thing you were doing, staring out the window watching the rain fall as people rushed to take cover.

You two did the exact same thing but were lucky enough to end up in a cafe instead. Hanse smiled at you as he’d helped you wipe the rainwater from your face. You did the same thing for him, being silly about it made a whole lot of difference. You both decided to place and order and have a seat and wait out the rain. The other customers didn't stay long, they left as soon as the rain slacked up just a little bit, people were busy with lace so it was understandable.

The cafe was silent, only a few other people remained to enjoy a cup of coffee. The only sound that could be heard was the workers going about making orders. You looked at Hanse and smiled, he’d floated off somewhere in his head again, it was all over his face. You shook your head and stared back out the window. You didn’t notice that he saw you, and smirked a little.

Your orders had arrived, you weren’t looking, you’d begun to drift off to your own planet. You didn’t notice Hanse get up and walk around to your side of the table. You didn’t even register the fact that he had even moved until he sat down beside you and draped an arm around your shoulders. You looked at him and he smiled at you, his lip piercing moving ever so slightly.

“What’s going on in your head?” He asked cheekily and tilted his head to the side.

“Oh nothing,” you responded, “just looking at people trying to dodge the rain. What about you?”

“Something similar, but with you being the center focus.” He blinked at you, “how’s your iced coffee?” He asked knowing full well you hadn’t even touched it.

Grabbing it, you took a sip and then nodded your head, “A1 baby.” You threw up both thumbs. Hanse laughed and you leaned into him. As you bother started quiet bantering back and forth wittfully, you both ended up forgetting about the rain too engrossed in teasing each other, neither of even realized that the rain had stopped.

Waves crashing on the beach filled your ears as you walked hand and hand with ByungChan along the shoreline. The sun was getting ready to set, but you weren’t ready to head back inside yet, it was way too noisy in there. So after eating dinner, you both opted to take a quiet walk on the beach.

The waves pushing the water up to your ankles, you were looking down as you walked. A smile on your face as you took in your surroundings. It was beautiful and ten times better because he was here with you. The breeze was cold but you felt so warm and comfortable. B

ByungChan could only look at you and smile at how cute you were without knowing it. His only wish was that you’d bring a sweater or something, but you said no and dragged him outside in a hurry.

A crab emerged from the sand, startling both of you, you pointed at it, “Hey,” you shouted, “don’t sneak up on us like that!”

The crab then began chasing after ByungChan who ran in circles around you screeching ever so dramatically. You may or may not have pissed the creature off by kicking sand at it and telling it to go away, because a few more crabs joined in the chase. You both ended up screaming and laughing while trying to run for your lives kicking sand as you went.

Somehow you fell into the water and he tripped over you not knowing you had fallen. Both of you were wet now and cold because the sun had fully set. You both were laughing at each other, which led to a water fight. It ended as quickly as it started though. You stood up ready to leave and head back inside when ByungChan told you to hope on his back.

You did so no questions asked, “Y/N,” he called your name seriously making you look up in confusion, “why’d you have to kick sand at it?” He laughed out the last part.

“It was trying to take our toes to it's overlord.” You exclaimed.

“That makes no sense.” He laughed out heartily.

“It does,” you explained dramatically, “I looked em right in his little beady eyes. He wanted the smoke.”

“Uh huh,” he laughed, “so, you started a war and we lost.”

“No, they out loud numbered us. It was an ambush!” You explained moving a little too much.

“Okay, now stop moving before you fall.” He warned still smiling.

It became quiet again, you wanted to be cheesy and say, I love you. But, instead you lairs your head on on his shoulder and started humming a random tone softly. All he could do was smile.

The studio was filled with soft music playing in the background. Subin was busy working, while you sat next to him with your legs draped over his, while you sketched away in your notebook. Every now and then, he’d reach down and rub your legs, you put your artwork down and sat up to see how far he had gotten.

He looked up at you and smirked you “what?” You smiled back, watching as he covered up his book.

“If I can’t peek at yours, you can’t peek at mine.” He bargained with a little innocent smile playing on his lips. The same lips you placed a quick peck on and watched as he began to blush and look away.

“You’re so cute.” Subin whispered as he finally looked back at you, “I’ll show you when I’m done, but only if you show me yours.” He stated.

You pretended to think about it and nodded your head in agreement. He returned the small peck you gave, now causing you to let out a small giggle as you laid back down and went back to your sketch. The silence was perfect mixed with the soft music in the background.

You and Subin were so comfortable and immersed in your shared atmosphere that neither of you noted the fact that one of the other members popped in to check on you guys. But him seeing that you two weren’t interested in anything but the shared bubble you two had created around yourselves, took his leave as quickly as he appeared.

It seemed that maybe a few minutes had passed by, when Subin put down his pen and layed down on you with his head on your stomach. You tossed your sketchbook down, your hand automatically went into his hair. Subin let out a sigh as soon as he felt you playing in his head.

“Ah,” he mumbled, sounding like he was fall asleep, “this is the life,” he sighed out a yawn, “just five minutes please.”

You hummed in response, but seriously, not even two minutes after he’d fallen asleep, you followed suit.

[chanis-banani]

Reply - Part 1

Inspired by: [Han Seungwoo] 'Reply' - M Countdown

Note: Today is the 3rd anniversary of Seungwoo's solo debut and it would be an understatement to say this album changed my life. I just had to write something for it, I couldn't contain myself...

Note 2: stop calling me a seungwoo simp

Synopsis: after a week of contemplation, Seungwoo finally brings up the courage to send you a message. As he waits anxiously for you to reply, all he can do to kill the time is reminisce about the first time met you.

Genre: fluff and very slight angst maybe? Let's just say it's the wholesome start of a slow burn romance

Pairing: Seungwoo x gn reader

Word Count: 3,4k

Contains: some swearing, mentions of alcohol, mentions of cigarettes (but no actual drinking or smoking)

Tic, tock, tick, tock, tick, tock, tick-

With a frustrated grunt, Seungwoo yanks the batteries from the clock and tosses them onto the cabinet. When he tries to hang the clock back on the wall, he struggles to get the little hook on the nail. It only takes two failed attempts for him to be fed up with the stupid thing and he angrily dumps it on top of the furniture. The clock lands next to the batteries, one of which tumbles off the edge and rolls under the cabinet. Seungwoo watches as it disappears from his vision and he scoffs. Piece of shit.

He takes his phone from his pocket and checks his messages. Even though he has the volume of his notifications turned all the way up, he can’t stop himself compulsively checking his phone. There is always a slight chance the sound just didn’t come through, right? Maybe you messaged him and his phone is just lagging. He can’t risk missing anything. But despite his hopeful delusion, there is still nothing.

First he puts his phone back in his pocket, but he immediately changes his mind and places it on the dinner table instead, making sure the screen faces up so he can see everything that comes in. A deep sigh escapes him as he stares at his phone for a while. He is too restless to bring himself to sit down. All he can do is stand there and pace around the room. Once again, he sighs and goes into the kitchen to grab himself a glass of water. When he returns to the dinner table, he sets the glass on one of the coasters to check his notifications again.

It had only been about a week since he met you, but it felt like more like a month. He couldn’t stop thinking about you. The way you smiled and the way you talked… The way you made those snarky comments at him when he approached you. It hadn’t been the most fairytale-like encounter. And yet, he couldn’t stop thinking about it, no matter how hard he tried.

With another sigh, Seungwoo puts his phone on the table again and he leans back in his chair, staring up at the ceiling. He wanted nothing more than to talk to you, hear your voice again, and observe that little twinkle in your eyes when you talked to him.

It was impossible for him to forget how stunning you looked last Saturday. Your clothes were very neat and complimented your body well, which contrasted with your slightly messy hair. This contradiction intrigued him. He needed to get to know you better, wanted to explore what other interesting contrasts he might encounter. Perhaps it was specifically the difference between you and him that captivated him the most. You were exhilarating to him.

Seungwoo jumps up when his phone suddenly rings and he answers it without hesitation. “Hello?” he says, voice shaking a little bit. “Hyung!”, he hears from the other side of the line, “Did-” Without letting Sejun finish his sentence, Seungwoo hangs up on him. Idiot. How could he have been so stupid to call right now? He knew that Seungwoo was waiting for your call. What if you had finally reached out right when Sejun was hogging the line?!

Seungwoo sits back down and rests his elbows on the table, burying his face in his hands with a desperate little cry. “What am I doing…” he murmurs into his hands. All he wants is to hear your voice again. He keeps reminiscing about the evening he met you. 

That evening, he entered the venue with Sejun at 8 pm. Seungwoo offered to get drinks for both of them, so he made his way through the crowd, towards the bar on the other side of the large space. While he waited for the bartender to fix his drinks, he felt someone bump into him. It’s when he turned around to look, that he laid his eyes on you for the very first time. 

“Sorry!” you said quickly, officially marking that as the first word that was ever exchanged between the two of you. “That’s okay,” he replied with a smile, “It’s pretty crowded here, so accidents can happen.” Seungwoo had to try his best not to smile too widely at you. Right away he found you incredibly attractive. Your voice sounded lovely. He wanted to hear it again.

“I like your tattoo,” you said, and Seungwoo could swear that his heart made a little jump in his chest. He was wearing his shirt with its sleeves rolled up, so the colorful tattoo on his arm was clearly exposed. You had been observing him just as closely as he had observed you and this notion gave him goosebumps. 

“Thank you! I have a few more.” Was it weird for him to say this? He immediately felt embarrassed and at the same time he wished he had worn his shirt just a little more unbuttoned so the tattoo on his chest could have been exposed to  you. Luckily, you smiled at him, so he probably hadn’t weirded you out too much.

He wondered what to tell you next, trying his best to think of something to keep your attention. But his brain wasn’t working properly anymore. All he could think about was how intrigued he was by you. He involuntarily tried to imagine what kind of person you were and what kind of things you would like. And before he got the chance to open his mouth again, his drinks were ready and Sejun called him impatiently from across the room.

Every person who tried to speak to Seungwoo that evening was in for a disappointment. When they tried to approach him, there was a chance he didn’t even notice them at all. Even when he tried to engage in a conversation, he couldn’t stop his gaze from drifting back to your figure.

At one point during the evening, he had lost sight of you. His eyes looked for you anxiously, but you were nowhere to be seen. He panicked. There was no way he could possibly let you go like that. He started to move through the crowd, pressing himself through the clusters of people. 

At least fifteen minutes were spent searching for you, until he found you outside, away from the crowd, with your phone up to your ear. You ended the conversation just when Seungwoo stepped through the venue door, into the fresh air. He needed to know who you had been calling with. What if you already had a partner? The thought alone was enough to make him nauseous.

He stood there for a while, unsure of what to do next. Your mind was clearly elsewhere since you hadn’t noticed him yet. With his head tilted slightly in curiosity, he observed how you stared absentmindedly into the distance while playing with your phone. But the silent moment of appreciation was ruined when Seungwoo suddenly had to sneeze. You looked his way and he looked at you, completely terrified. Thank god it was dark outside so you weren’t able to see his expression very clearly.

Fuck, now things became weird. He had to act quickly, otherwise you would think he was some kind of weirdo. Even if there might have been some truth to that, he obviously didn’t want you to feel that way about him.

Before he could even make up his mind on what he could possibly do to make this situation seem normal, you opened your mouth and spoke to him with a snarky, yet enchanting tone. “You should wear a jacket if you’re going to be outside,” you said. God, maybe he was in love.

“Oh? Uhh, yeah,” he replied awkwardly. Nice, Seungwoo. Real smooth. This was definitely the way to win somebody’s heart. “I’m uhh- It’s not that cold?” God with every word he uttered, he just managed to mess up even more.

You snickered at him and looked at your phone again. Somehow this made Seungwoo feel at ease. You didn’t seem uncomfortable about him. Even if he made an absolute fool of himself just now, it seemed like you didn’t really mind having him around. He straightened his clothes a bit and ruffled his fingers through his hair while you didn’t look. Then he cleared his throat and took a careful step in your direction.

“Actually,” he began somewhat more confidently now, “I could use a little breeze. It’s quite stuffy in there.” Without looking up, you just replied with a little “Mhmm.” While doing his best to hide his timidness, he took another step in your direction and said “Is it okay if I sit here? I could also find someplace else, if you-” “Oh, sure, it’s fine!”

He blinked a few times when you interrupted him with such a sweet tone. You had put your phone away completely and looked straight at him. The eye contact made him feel like his blood was rushing through his veins at twice its regular speed. The dizziness that ensued made him feel almost relieved, because it meant he wasn’t really lying to you anymore. At this point, he really could use some fresh air.

He sat down next to you on the curb, making sure to keep a good 6 ft distance between the two of you so as to not make you uncomfortable. You were still looking at him with those eyes and it nearly drove him insane. “So, do you smoke?” you asked him. He shook his head, and you grinned. “Me neither.”

The conversation went silent. For a minute, all you and Seungwoo could hear was the sound of passing cars in the distance and the buzzing voices of the people inside. He wondered why you would ask him such a question if you didn’t smoke either. Could it be that you were lying? Did he just fail a test? What if you didn’t want to date anyone who didn’t smoke? He felt nauseous again.

The breeze really was quite cold and Seungwoo’s blouse didn’t do much to protect him from it. The tip of his nose and his ears became red and he shivered, but it didn’t matter to him. In fact, he was barely aware of the cold at all. Being so near to you made him feel almost feverish inside. His heart was beating wildly in his chest and his cheeks felt hot. Even if he had lost almost all feeling in his fingers, the rest of his body was simply buzzing with life. 

His breath created a tiny cloud in the air, drawing your attention to his shivering figure. “You’re cold!” you laughed at him. Your breath formed a little cloud as well and Seungwoo watched how the little clouds drifted in the same direction for a second, until he snapped back to reality. “I’m really not that cold,” he sputtered, “I just tend to shiver when I’m feeling dizzy.”

“So you’re still feeling dizzy?” you asked. Your voice didn’t sound exactly concerned, but not like you were mocking him either. Seungwoo couldn’t quite put his finger on it. He sure was dizzy now, slowly going crazy from the way your eyes were scanning him. There was something about your look that gave him the feeling this was more than a casual conversation. It felt like he was being inspected, your eyes studying every detail of him and your mind interpreting what you saw. He could tell you were on your guard around him. Not in a defensive way, but much like a researcher would be on their guard around the subject they’re researching. As if he were some kind of experiment and you were waiting to see what he might do next.

“I bet you would feel less dizzy if you wore a jacket,” you continued with a little grin. Seungwoo observed you closely, noticing something like a little twinkle in your eyes. He wondered if you always had that twinkle when you talked to people.

“I was too dizzy to grab my jacket,” he replied with a little scoff, “I just wanted to go outside quickly. And you should know that I’m already beginning to feel better.” He fully expected you to say it was nice that he felt better, but you just scoffed right back at him: “Pfft, if you say so…”

Before he could come to his defense again - even though you were completely right - you already bombarded him with the next question: “So who do you know at this party?” “Oh, I just know Sejun,” Seungwoo replied, “Sejun and I are close, so when he got invited to this party, he asked me to join him.”

“Ahh, I’m here because of Sejun too! We aren’t close at all though. He just invited my friend and told her she could bring more people. So really, I don’t even know Sejun at all."

"I see. The party must be quite boring for you then, if you only know your friend. Is that why you'd rather sit here and call your boyfriend?" The words had left Seungwoo's mouth before he fully realized what he was saying. And now that he said it, he wished he would never be able to speak again. 

You raised an eyebrow at him and turned your body a little to face him better. Seungwoo's heart was beating like crazy in his chest. It felt like minutes of silence were passing by while he anxiously awaited your response. He knew he fucked up.

“You are so obvious,” you said eventually. Your voice was low and almost a little threatening. Seungwoo gulped. “We met like seconds ago and you’re already trying to figure out whether I have a partner or not.” For a second it was silent again. ‘Don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it,’ Seungwoo thought to himself, trying to suppress the impulse. But he couldn’t possibly contain himself. He just had to know, so he asked: “Well do you?”

He felt like he was about to faint.

Clearly you were a little perplexed by his bluntness, but that didn’t stop you from responding immediately with “That is none of your business. Besides, I don’t find this party boring at all.” You showed him a little smile, but Seungwoo couldn’t make out whether you genuinely enjoyed this moment with him or not. He had to find a distraction, quickly. He needed to come up with something interesting before you felt scared off. This conversation was getting worse by the second and he knew that he only had one last chance to save it.

“I don’t think this party is boring either, now that I found someone so interesting to talk to,” he said. And he regretted it immediately. This was the nail in the coffin. It was over. He could nearly feel his heart breaking in his chest. But to his surprise, you laughed.

“You’re a little pathetic, aren’t you?” you asked him. The tone of your voice was playful and warm. Even though what you said was quite sour, the sweetness with which you said it was like music to his ears. 

“You say it’s pathetic, but I would call it being an open book. Pretending I don’t like you won’t get me anywhere.”

You analyzed him for a second, your gaze feeling almost like some kind of interrogation to him. “Perhaps,” you replied, “but it would benefit you to be a little more subtle about it.”

Seungwoo wondered what it would be like to kiss you. He tried to distract himself, tried to think of something to say again, but the two of you were suddenly interrupted by a voice: “You’re still here? Come on, we have work tomorrow, we should go home!” Seungwoo turned around to see who was calling you, but the person had already gone back inside again. When he turned back to you, you already stood up from the curb and brushed off your clothes. “Well,” you said, “that was my friend. You heard them. It’s time for me to leave.”

He clumsily stood up as well and by the time he got on his feet, you had already made your way over to the door to go back inside the venue. His heart nearly dropped upon the sight of your departure, but to his delight, you turned around to him and he got to hear your beautiful voice one more time.

“Since you seem so desperate to know about this; no, I do not have a partner. Goodnight.” And with that, you disappeared from his sight.

Seungwoo stood there for several minutes, out in the cold, completely dazed.  He had managed to blow every single aspect of this encounter and yet, you almost seemed to be into it. Even when thinking about it now, he can feel the ache in his heart again. He never even got to learn your name.

After you left the party and the absurdity of the conversation slowly sinked in, the first thing Seungwoo did was search for Sejun. He needed to have your number immediately. After struggling to explain who he was talking about, he finally managed to get Sejun to ask your friend for your number. The next day, Seungwoo received a text from Sejun which included your contact information. Since neither of them knew your name, and it didn’t occur to Sejun to ask your friend about it, Seungwoo simply saved you in his contacts as ‘sour candy’. He figured it was a suitable nickname for now.

It took him ages to figure out what he should send. He spent days writing, deleting and rewriting drafts in the notes app on his phone, in a hopeless attempt to create the most perfect message known to mankind. And after days of contemplating, he finally found the courage to send this work of art to you earlier this morning.

Now all you have to do is reply.

Seungwoo stands up from his chair and walks over to the cabinet to grab the battery that rolled underneath it earlier. While feeling around for the battery, he feels something else and pulls it from under the furniture. He holds it in front of him and twists the object between his fingers while observing it closely. Between his fingers, he is holding two little magnets, stuck tightly together.

Just when he’s wondering when and how those magnets ended up there, he is startled by the loud ringtone of his phone, coming from the dinner table. This time, he doesn’t rush to pick it up. Instead, he walks over to the table rather slowly and he first looks at who's calling him. His knees just about turn to mush when he sees ‘sour candy’ displayed on his screen. Quickly, he sits down, takes a deep breath and answers the phone.

“Hello?”

“Yes, hello. You’re that guy from the party last Saturday? With the nice tattoo? You messaged me?”

“Yeah, that’s me.”

Seungwoo’s hands are trembling. He can’t believe it. He is finally talking to you again. While holding the phone to his ear with his right hand, he still has the two little magnets between the fingers of his left hand, fidgeting with them nervously. The other side of the line is silent for a little moment, before he gets to hear your lovely voice again:

“We can go to a cafe. Tomorrow.”

Internally, Seungwoo is screaming.

“Yeah-... I would love that! At what time should we meet?”

“1 pm, the cafe you messaged me about. And it’s not a date. See you tomorrow.”

Before he gets the chance to say goodbye and I love you, you already hang up on him. He is fully aware you told him it wouldn’t be a date, but he isn’t even remotely bothered by it. The excitement rushing through his body is enough to distract him for now. Just because this won’t be a date according to you, doesn’t mean he can’t take you on a real date in the future.

Seungwoo observes the small magnets in his left hand again and feels the urge to press a little kiss on them. After taking a brief moment to calm himself down, he runs to his closet to gather an outfit for tomorrow. This too, happens with lots of contemplation in order to present himself in the best possible way. When he’s finally satisfied, he places the clothes on a chair and slips the little magnets in one of the pockets. For good luck.

To be continued...

[cherrylgc]

please translate this: meow

@lgcsejun

           it’s not always easy to understand what goes on in cherry’s mind, most of the time actually, it’s difficult to understand how her mind works. how cherry’s grades aren’t the absolutely lowest grade they can be, that’s confusing. if you know cherry, you know dumb questions often leave her mouth, that she often doesn’t think before doing things, and that she’s a very stubborn person. and her stubborn-ness can be tiring, like when she dragged someone across japan during fall to see the cherry trees blossom, and though they kept telling her the trees weren’t blossoming at the moment, cherry just kept replying with ‘they’re trees, they blossom until winter’. she’s a lovely girl, lots of friends, speaks well with basically everyone, she’s very loved. but by many people she’s also known as kind of an idiot, it doesn’t bother her though, she says her way of thinking just adds some spice to the world, we wouldn’t change and do new things if we all thought the same.

and well, once again, she’d convinced herself something, and now she’d pulled someone else into it. another day when she’d been walking home from school, she’d met a cat, and after this meeting, she’d managed to convince herself that she could speak with cats. and today sejun had been the unlucky one. she hadn’t told him everything, just that they should go for a walk because she wanted to show him something. “okay! we’re here! sejun, you shall now prepare for something mind blowing”. “pomegranate please show up!” she places her hands on her hips, smile on her lips and confidence in her body. nothing happens though, so she repeats herself “pomegranate please show up!” and nothing happens. “i think she’s sleeping, i’m so-” and there walks out a cat from a bush. “pomegranate!” her voice is loud, and she quickly sits down, pulling out some cat food. “sejun i’d like to introduce you to pomegranate, she’s a cat, and i named her that so we could match with fruit names”.

“now, you must not tell anyone, but i speak cat… pomegranate, sit!” though nothing happens, the cat just continues eating the food. “pomegranate, tell me you’re favourite color” she pets the cat and it meows. “she said you’re short” she turns her head and smiles at sejun.

written for... @lgcsejun

[lgcsejun]

trimester update ( Q3 ) ( swipe to unlock ) inside sejun’s phone! ✧

TOP FIVE MOST USED APPS ON YOUR PHONE?

“oh well the first app, i’m pretty sure i can guess,” he says opening up his settings. “yeah, it’s youtube.” sejun finds himself listening to a lot of producer reactions to songs and just playlists themselves. he specifically finds himself watching a lot of dance videos, so he can ask kiha questions about them later and maybe attempt to follow along. (he’s decided lately that he’s gotta improve his dancing skills, lest he will suffer if he’s ever chosen to debut.) “then it’s tiktok, twitter,” he says with a shrug, relenting to himself that social media is indeed addicting and he is no different from the rest of genz. “and discord and messages.”

THE MOST RANDOM NOTE IN THE NOTES APP?

opening notes, he sees lots of lists of songs, artists, and producers. then there’s a list of tech that he’s thinking about getting to up his producing and songwriting game. “there’s one on here that just says ‘ham,” he notes. “i guess i was hungry when i wrote it.” that’s gotta be the one because other than a few random lyrics and pictures he think would be cool to draw later, that’s the only one without much context or reasoning. “oh wait, there’s one here that just has the orangutan emoji.” he laughs a little and shrugs. “i honestly don’t know... what it’s for...”  

LAST MESSAGE OR CALL RECEIVED AND FROM WHOM?

not the question, the last outgoing messages are to sunhwa wondering if she’s free for dinner later. there’s been no reply, which is fine, sejun just assumes she’s busy. however his last message is from kiha who just says “chips” regarding to if he wants anything from the corner store while sejun is there. sejun is left to his own devices to figure out what kind of chips that means. he decides to look through his calls and finds that his last call was from nina who offered to listen to a demo of a song that he’s been working on through the phone. 

LAST 5 SONGS YOU LISTENED TO?

new tooth by rich brian is sitting at the very top of his recently played. he’s addicted to the song and aspires to have similar writing talent for lyrics. then it’s king for a day by pierce the veil because he heard the song on tiktok and instantly became a fan of the american ‘screamo’ rock group. next is the purge by h1gher music artists -- big naughty being his favorite out of the bunch. the newer, young rapper, is someone he’s been heavily looking out for since his performance on show me the money. last is paradise by millic and fancy child, an older release but one that he frequently comes back to. and then pass the nirvana by pierce the veil. 

5 RECENT ONLINE SEARCHES?

the first search in sejun’s history is “nope jordan peele” looking up review and release for the movie because he hadn’t had the time to go see it in theaters. next search is “late night ramen recipe” to satisfy his late night cravings for creative ramen concoction. he ended up not making any because they didn’t seem like they’d be as satisfying as straight up ramen in the long run. “starbucks by me” from his time in california and “la used record stores” to allow him to spend an obscene amount of money on used records while he was in the area. the last is “legacy family concert” to see what legacy ent. fans thought of the trainees on stage. (he sent kiha a message later to congratulate him on being called an ace.)

[dingyuxi]

i had not realized how long it's been since i sent an anon message omg!! i'm still soooo behind on kinnporsche (ep 7) and i fell behind w link too... but why her and yumi's cells s2 are SOOOO good!! also showtime ended so cutely!! it was v much giving 2016/2017 kdrama vibes in the best way!! also rereading old messages i'm so behind on love all play too.. oh my goodness 😭 on the bright side i got two tattoos i've been wanting to get for like 7 months now and some stress is finally going away as i've been taking care of things irl!! also i've gone to soooo many concerts, i was going to go to raveena to see her again in may but i was too tired from moving back home from college and ended up skipping it.. but i'm seeing umi on june 29th!!!! and i'm going to see tamino and dpr regime when i'm back at school in the fall!! and i think my favorite artists i've seen have been young the giant, omar apollo, and day6!! the first time i saw day6 i was so close.. and youngk sat down and i could touch him.. i didn't ofc but i got some great pics w no zoom!! also wonpil's stare is so...... whew.. like if i was a delusional stan i would hear wedding bells because that man........... HIS STARE..... god. do you have dream artists that you want to see in concert? you like victon a lot right? :O if i saw sejun irl.. whew. ALSO CARROT CAKE IS SO GROSS. the frosting is the only good part. i also hate pies.. like banana cream pie and ... idk key lime pie is KIND OF tolerable but still . it would be a . this is the last food on earth i need to eat it to sustain myself type of meal. maybe i hate it because my sis and mom love carrot cake so they would get it a lot when i was growing up :((( i would say my fave desserts are molten lava cake, mexican styled fried ice cream, coconut milkshake, banh da lon, raspberry yogurt cheesecake (from mango mango)... before i used to be like obsessed w the most chocolatey desserts but as i've gotten older i've mellowed out w my taste!! also my sis got covid like 2 weeks ago and her and her gf were Feeling it.. they had a trip planned to jamaica too and luckily they tested negative days before the trip but it was cutting it close!! also i do have a radio show!! just through our campus' station! last semester it was highlighting bipoc artists so i played ppl from burna boy to khalil fong to ambré to youra!! but my friend asked to do it together next semester and idk how that's going to work because they like only listen to yt artists and like 2 genres......... but i couldn't say no because i didn't want to be mean...................... also regarding sm noise music... not to sound like an sm stan... but at least it's noise music done well 😫 a lot of groups don't know how to make noise music that is addicting yet not overwhelming but nct slay at doing so.. omg now i sound like an nctzen.. i swear exo and shinee r my faves 😭 but yeah i mean my favorite songs from nct are typically their slower rnb ones.. white night from nct 127 was my most played song of 2020! and teddy bear by nct dream is in my top ten for this year i think?? sorry for such a long message but i hope you've been well!!! also one last thing, do you listen to kard? they finally had a cb since jseph is done w his service but idk the title isn't hitting as it usually does... i really like jseph's part though!! - z anon

and here I am replying extremely late myself; let's count it even lmfao. I dropped yumi after it was clear they weren't gonna make babi endgame lmfaooo I'm petty like that. I only watched for jinyoung anyways :D top in link are still amazing but the whole plot is kinda dragging now, they really didn't need to make the whole killer/kidnapper plot line so convoluted. but glad that the shows you have kept up on have delivered for you! I'm in a drama drought again, I don't even really know what's coming out soon. ahhh congrats on the tattoos!! what are they of? that's quite the lineup you've got going, I'm excited for you! I hope you have (or had) fun and that you stay safe. I know so many people around me who are getting covid again; this pandemic won't ever leave us. omg I miss the day6 days. I still love them but I feel like the fandom is just not the same. wonpil is the sweetest always tho. one of my friends sent a video of him to me when she went to the concert and she was SOOOO CLOSE. VICTON my babiessss yes. my main is literally @/limsejun aldkfj that man is fineeee af (even if he is a weirdo; who we love). I will respect your choice on carrot cake (just know that it is wrong). pies are fine, I can get behind a good apple pie. I like key lime too. can't say I've had a lot of banana cream but I wouldn't say it's something I'd choose to eat. LMFAOO my friend is a NCT Stan so don't worry I'm used to it. noise music clearly caters to people (I just am not one of them). I will say that their choreography usually slaps tho. I haven't listened to anything from KARD in a hot minute so that includes their latest release. overall I'm doing well, I have one more week of this month's clinical rotation and then I have august as a break (technically supposed to be writing my thesis tho so it really a break?). I'm just glad to get this month over with bc it's not hard this rotation but it's just soooo slow and boring and I don't really feel like I'm learning anything which is the whole point of these rotations.

[trashcankatie]

subin or sejun <3

hm, i'd have to go with Sejun, I love subin but i was so attracted to sejun off the bat

[frczenpcetry]

À nos amours à Paris

@munniexhalazia — For San’s birthday.

July 8th )) — Sejun had never been that excited. Tonight, they would be in Paris. It was very early, of course. They had spent most of the night at the airport, waiting for their plane, and they had been flying for the all night, if not the all day... To be honest, Sejun had lost count of the hours after sleeping so much during the flight. He had woken up and taken off his blinding mask, looking at his lover with a soft smile onto his lips. “Are you asleep, darling ?” He asked in a soft voice, waiting to get the other’s attention before asking a few more questions. “What do you want to do first, when we arrive?”

He wanted to do so many things in the city. He hoped that he could at some point take some pictures with San, and that no one would bother them, but he knew those were only hopes and he had no way of knowing whether they would be okay or not.

[kpopsnowball]

Ooh what shows? I’m good!

Actually just me watching victon playing games!!:)

[jaehanmh]

closed for @mhecho

maybe it was just the absurd amount of deadlines currently stored in his calendar, but today, jaehan’s laptop felt about ten times heavier than usual-- or maybe it was just his arm, his body?, finally feeling the physical toll of forty-eight straight hours of consciousness. arriving at the red bean on two feet had felt like a miracle, and out of an abundance of caution he’d taken one of the seats closer to the counter so that he wouldn’t have to walk far to inevitably order more helpings.

that was how the next hour found him: on his second cup and hunched over his laptop with train to busan’s soundtrack blaring through his earphones, both to drown out the bustle of the coffeehouse and to kick up his blood pressure, since that seemed to be the only way he could make himself focus these days. he was making good headway until a sentence in his essay caught him -- how do i say “villains suck, but sometimes heroes do too” without sounding like a nine year old? -- and he went reaching for his coffee without looking.

hubris, that’s what it was. jaehan reached too high and knocked the cup over, and coffee instantly bloomed across the table like a gorgeous, unfortunate flower, catching a corner of his laptop. “shit!” horrified, jaehan tried to yank his earphones out, move his laptop to the empty seat beside him, pick up the cup, and grab a napkin at the same time with only two hands available. he sort of did it: he managed to fish his laptop aside before any more coffee soaked into it, but the napkin dispenser on the table was empty.

“a-ah, excuse me?” he called with a step towards the counter, feeling rotten for asking for the barista’s attention when it was already a busy afternoon. “could i please have some napkins? i accidentally-- there’s been a spill.”

[choiyeonjuns]

WOW SEJUN MADE AN APPEARANCE I LOVE???? Victon is so good wow as a fellow lover of both TXT and Victon I HIGHLY recommend

i want to look more into them tbh

[nostalgicnxghts]

@graphitecrystals liked my post for a starter

Sejun loved the club his best friend worked at. Despite being a powerful young vampire and pretty much immortal, he had very little places to go. Like the rest of his kind, he was limited to the night time. It made him useless from the moment the sun came up, but here in this club, he was king. Even though Sejun was young, he was the strongest vampire here. Yet nothing in his actions showed it. Sejun was playful, funny and down to talk to anyone who passed him by.

Such as the unknown man of who he knew very well what he was. A Shadowhunter. Interesting. Sebin had given him several hand signs to not approach, but Sejun bluntly ignored it, sliding next to him at the far end of the bar. A dimpled smile played on his lips, not at all hiding what he was. He had always liked seeing people’s reactions to it. “Hey there, Sejun’s the name. What’s up?”

[winxys]

subin or sejun 🥴

subin

put 2 idols in my ask and based only on physical appearance, I’ll tell you who I prefer.

[frczenpcetry]

“Just let me stay here by your side… that would be enough.” { San to Sejun ❤️ }

Yet another crisis during the day. Sejun had spent the afternoon and evening crying before he had finally accepted to call San. Over the past months, his boyfriend had been the answer to all his problems, and if tonight things seemed more difficult than they usually were, the only thing he could do was calling for him...

By chance, the other had been available, and now that he was offering to stay by his side, he could only be grateful to have him, once again. "Thank you." In an effort to not collapse again, he reached for San's hand, holding it in between his.

Of course he wanted him to be stay... To be with him tonight. But maybe he had something to do... Maybe... "But won't your group look for you?" The last thing he wanted was for San to get into trouble because of him.

@munniexhalazia