#seo youngeun x reader

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Kep1er Masterlist

(f) - fluff, (a) - angst, (af) - angst + fluff, (s) - smut

Choi Yujin:

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Shen Xiaoting:

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Sakamoto Mashiro:

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Kim Chaehyun:

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Kim Dayeon:

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Ezaki Hikaru:

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Huening Bahiyyih:

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Seo Youngeun:

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Kang Yeseo:

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OT9:

Nothing yet...

[fillinforlater]

A Keplian Rocket

Male Reader x Ezaki Hikaru, Huening Bahiyyih, Seo Youngeun, Kang Yeseo

Length: 1554 words*

222 words for Hikaru,

333 words for Bahiyyih,

444 words for Youngeun,

555 words for Yeseo

Tags: sudden switcheroo, supernatural randomness, cruel edging, anal, mating press, fingering, anal missionary, blowjob, 69, face fuck, oral sex, pussy eating, stand and carry, spanking, creampie?

TW: this is so random wtf

(A/N: I'm trying some stuff. Something like this can never work IRL, but in this realm, it's possible alright. I'm experimenting, I hope you like it. Pure, straightforward (?) smut.)

“This rocket has four stages. You ready to start?”

“Ah, my tiny ass!”

Hikaru is incredibly loud. It amazes you that her tiny body can produce sounds like that. Ever since you plunged your cock into her well-lubed butthole, she’s been screaming nonsense. Time to shut her up with your tongue. With the same vigor which you use to destroy her ass, you tongue-fuck her mouth silly. Drool spills out on both sides and onto her bed.

“Tryin’ to make your roommates envious?” you ask with a mischievous grin, Hikaru shakes her head.

“Ju-just, your cock is too big!”

You pull out and pull apart. Her hole is gaping, open wide because you can’t stop yourself. Everytime you see Hikaru, your need to ruin her skyrockets. Place your thumb on the puckered ring, it clenches. 

“Such a needy little thing~” you giggle and pat the short, black hair, all messy from your constant fucking. 

“I need to cum on it, my ass—” Hikaru bites her lips and suppresses a scream when you stick your finger in her tight cunt.

“Then spread your ass for me. Show me how flexible you are.”

You fold Hikaru further down. Her small frame is perfect for a mating press, the position you want to breed her ass in. Your finger inside her pussy goes crazy, your thrusts become frantic, to the point where she explodes—

“222, change!”

Same position, but the girl is much bigger now. Her beautiful face looks like she is in a lot of pain—no surprise. After all, you're stretching both her insides and outsides. She is not nearly as flexible as Hikaru, so you go easy and let her tall body stretch out on the bed. 

“I-I never had a pe-penis th-there before,” Bahiyyih stutters when you retrieve your cock from her formerly virgin butthole.

“I’m sorry, did it hurt,” you gently ask and caress her bare thigh. Her body is something to behold.

“N-not as much as my legs! You almost broke me in half,” she laughs and cutely sniffles. “B-but I’d try it again.”

“What would you try again? Tell me, Bahiyyih, I want to hear it in your words~”

The girl hides behind timid hands, her request not at all timid; absolutely lewd to be exact. Your cock twitches when one of those hands reaches for it, strokes it up and down a couple of times, before she finally says it.

“I-I want it in my ass again.”

Wordlessly, you spread her legs, giving her time to adjust on the mattress. Bahiyyih takes a pillow for under her head, but immediately also uses it to muffle her whines when you ease yourself into her tight asshole. You see her toes curl cutely with every inch you make disappear in her, not yet bottoming out and instead kissing her nose.

“Wow, you take me very well,” you comment and rub along her well-toned thighs. “May I?”

A soft nod. She looks adorable, a young doll you should be careful with. Nonetheless, you plunge into her, a bit too fast, your cock filling her halfway when she suddenly throws an arm around you. Bahiyyih’s mouth is wide agape, a scream, a moan stuck somewhere down that pretty mouth—you force both out with a hard thrust.

“You take me so good, fuck.”

Bahiyyih becomes loud and silly on your cock. her asshole twitching, her orgasm impending—

“333, change!”

Smaller, tighter. Her lips are quivering, pain and shock in her eyes. No one has ever stretched her ass this wide, been this deep inside her. She can barely handle it. Her pointy fingernails with the pink polish dig into your nape, the sting enough for you to back off.

“Ah, sorry, Youngeun,” you groan. “Didn’t know you were—”

“I-it’s too much. Please, pull it out?”

Of course you follow her request. Everything to make that small face beam with anything but discomfort. Youngeun breathes a deep sigh of relief, the monstrous cock only resting on her brown ring now. Still, there is a desperate need in your eyes and you can’t help but rub your rod over her heat. 

“What now?” you think out loud.

“You could use my mouth,” Youngeun thinks out louder, an unmistakable request, and it becomes true when she lays down underneath you, pushes your legs apart and covers your balls in saliva. Feel her quickly switch from on to the other, not leaving any wrinkle uncovered. Suddenly, she tries to fit them both past her crimson lips.

“I don’t think it will fit,” you laugh and rub along the sides of the nude body below you.

“But they are so tasty.” Youngeun pouts, a seal around your sac.

“Let’s see if you are equally tasty~”

You lean down, reach underneath Youngeun’s small butt and pull her towards your mouth. You’ve never seen a pussy twitch so greedily with your tongue inches away; keeping it waiting would serve her right, but goddammit, you got to pay her back.

The young girl flinches at your first contact with her sex, her breathing becomes ragged, her moans inevitable, unless she starts to act. The easiest way to achieve that is to make this a true 69 and get your large dick in her mouth. Although it looks scary compared to her hands, she does not hesitate to get the cockhead on her lips.

Now it’s your turn to flinch at Youngeun’s first contact with your glans. Unlike her however, you want to groan on her pussy, which you start to thoroughly pleasure from clit to perineum with all of your mouth. At the same time, you cannot reject the invitation to her hot orifice and start to fuck into it. It’s like a pussy for you, mimicking the well-known sounds perfectly. 

In your haze you at first don’t notice Youngeun’s silky-smooth thighs wrapping around your head. Her climax is on the horizon, so you thrust down hard a single time, your balls crashing in front of her nose. Your weight, your cock both suffocate her as she trembles and gushes right—

“444, change!”

Yeseo coughs and gags to the point where your dick-controlled mind shuts down in favor of reason and the fear of possible disaster. The regret of your cock now getting cold vanishes the moment you see those round orbs and this somehow even rounder face. Yeseo is undeniably beautiful, even when black, mascara filled tears tumble down her face in a fading stream.

“We can stop if you don’t want to continue,” you say when Yeseo interrupts the brief silence with another cough. Poor thing, you could just pat her short, indigo hair the whole day with no sinful thought crossing your mind. 

“It’s better already,” Yeseo reassures and sits down before you. “And no, I don’t want us to stop. Looks like your little friend right here doesn’t want to stop either.” The back of her hand brushes along the top of your slick shaft. You hold back the urge to throw your head back.

“It’s not small, it’s av—”

“It definitely isn’t small, so it can’t go in my mouth.”

Yeseo lunges at you, a bit out of nowhere, almost toppling your significantly larger body, then she peppers you with sloppy kisses while you get to feel her supple breasts press onto your chest. It’s a well-oiled instinct at this point that your hands reach for her ass; there is just too much to hold onto, you can’t resist.

“Good thing I have better holes.” Her smile is lewd now. Strange. It seemed so innocent mere seconds ago. 

“Then why don’t we—” 

You stand up, firmly grabbing her ass. Yeseo is wrapped around your body. A couple of heavy steps and you find a mirror, your gateway to see what your hands have been exploring. Yeseo’s magnificent butt, not the biggest, but the firmest, with a great shape and perfect for—

“—do it how you like it, butt girl?”

“I-I’m not a butt girl—ah!”

—getting imprints of your hand onto it. You don’t just spank it once, but twice, each cheek deserves your full attention after all. You imagine the short ripple across them to be infinite, extending, coming back, repeating, but in the end, you’ll have to do that. First of all, you have to use her hole.

Yeseo reaches in between her legs for your cock. Looking back over her shoulder, she uses the mirror to guide you to the promised land, her wet cavern, where pussy juice and your cum flow freely. You notice a couple of unsuspected hairs. A moment of hesitance when you touch her entrance.

“I’m so-sorry,” Yeseo mumbles, totally embarrassed. “I had no time to shave.”

“I don’t care,” you groan and she glides down. Yeseo gasps, hands in your hair. You move her back and forth, finding the perfect angle, then start to thrust up into her like into fleshlight. “Hair, no hair, doesn’t matter. I love you regardless.”

“I-I love you too!” Yeseo screams and it’s like she sucks you in deeper. Bottom out in her, give her bottom good smacks, make sure to admire her round face and round ass in unbroken repetition. You piston like an engine, your lust the gasoline. Yeseo makes sure to keep you lubricated.

“Too fast, I’m close,” she sweetly moans. Her tight pussy gets warmer as you lovingly bite her cheek, ready to combust when she does—

“555, the end!”

“This rocket is cruel. Ready to go again, though?”

[bp-zb1fics]

Smells like cowards

pairing: seunghwan x crush reader

genre: university au on crack, humour

tw/tags: dance club, pining, girlypop duo does tomboy, kep1er character cameos, swearing, ggang team is back, seunghwan is very much harassed, leejeong munjung devil twins, chen jianyu just vibing, kinda unhinged ngl, confessions

wc: 1248

summary: no, seunghwan was not pining and he definitely wasn't staring at your ass, thank you very much.

a/n it's taken a long time but I finally wrote it! Also idk titles so I just stole from seunghwan's lines in ggang lol. Thank you so much @milie02 for requesting this! I hope you like it~ Everyone pls enjoy~

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Sometimes you wonder why the cute boy, who you sometimes catch watching you stretch before practice, never tries to talk to you. It’s not that you’re assuming anything. It just happens that he looks your way a lot. And yes, you do notice it. Maybe he thinks he’s subtle but he really isn’t.

You haven’t been in the dance club for very long. While you’ve been trying different styles since you were little, your first year of university was a whirlwind, living away for the first time, getting used to classes, going to MTs and festivals, joining the organisations that your sunbaes recommended. It left you little time, if any, to look for a studio where you could practise your beloved hobby.

Luckily, one of your sunbaes introduced you to the dance club, open to all majors and exactly the thing you were looking for. 

“Okay everyone, from the top.”

You’ve been grouped up with Seo Won, Kim Dayeon, Cha Woongki and Seo Youngeun for a cover of (G)I-DLE’s Tomboy, one of the performances that regularly made up the repertoire for the club’s end of the semester showcase. The last time this song was performed had been legendary, led by now graduate students Shen Xiaoting, Zhang Hao and senior Sung Hanbin when they were in their first and second years. So yes, you had very large shoes to fill.

From the other side of the room, Seunghwan is definitely not watching the way you move your hips. Someone smacks the back of his head. He spins around only to see Chen Jianyu walking casually to his spot, the graduate student shrugging in response.

“I know you like them but can we do less staring at their ass and more practising please hyung.”

“I’m not staring at their ass.”

Seunghwan hisses at Lee Jeonghyeon who just looks back at him, unimpressed.

“Sure hyung.”

Mun Junghyun chimes in because Seunghwan gets zero respect from any of his dongsaengs these days. As if on cue, Junhyeon decides to chime in at that very moment.

“So should we do it like this? Or…” He demonstrates a bit of choreography before realising what kind of conversation he walked into.

“Oh was Seunghwan-hyung staring at- mmmph.” Seunghwan hurriedly shoves a hand over the other’s mouth because Junhyeon has no sense of volume control about 80% of the time, now being one of those times.

“Junhyeon-ah.”

“Mhmmph?”

“Do me a favour and please shut up.”

“Hmmmhmph.”

With that, Seunghwan finally lets go because Junhyeon can’t speak in muffled gibberish forever and also they actually needed to practise. Junhyeon stares at him but doesn’t say anything. It’s finally quiet. Actually, it’s a little too quiet. 

Seunghwan realises that the music from your group’s speaker cut out and he’s confronted by the magnificently judgemental stare of Cha Woongki while he calmly sips his water. Seo Won looks a little too entertained and the girls give him knowing looks. Luckily for him, you’re busy monitoring your practice on someone’s phone.

“That was great, hyung.” Junghyun decides to say because of course he does.

“Very subtle.” Jeonghyeon adds. Seunghwan swears they’re the devils.

“Is he confessing now or are we starting practice?” Jianyu asks because even the eldest won’t give Seunghwan a break.

“The new choreo please, Junhyeon-ah.” 

Seunghwan is tired.

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“And for the record, you know Lee Seunghwan was totally staring at your ass earlier.”

“Oh, is that his name?”

Woongki takes your face in his hands and proceeds to squish your cheeks.

“Oh my poor clueless baby.”

“We’re the same age?” You’re vaguely alarmed and a little confused, eyes flying to Seo Won, your lovely sunbae just shaking his head.

“He’s definitely into you.” Dayeon pipes up.

“He’s never even talked to me though?”

“Seunghwan-sunbae’s just shy.” Youngeun justifies.

“Well I think he’s being a pussy.” Woongki declares, all of you gasp, including the ahjumma who’s about to take your orders. Dayeon offers her an apologetic look and asks for extra rice for the stew you ordered.

“Don’t call him names when we aren’t even sure if he likes me.”

“Oh he definitely likes you babe, he just needs to grow some balls and confess, Won-hyung and I have money on him cracking by the interim check.”

“Sunbae!” Seo Won’s unfazed, calmly thanking the ahjumma who’s brought steaming bowls of kimchi jjigae and rice to the table.

“I bet on the pre-final performance.” Dayeon says, grabbing some rice.

“Oh same.” 

“I- wait how many people bet on this??”

“I dunno, like the whole dance club?”

“Eh???”

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Seunghwan can’t believe he’s doing this.

“I can’t believe he’s finally doing it.”

“He is?”

“Yep.” Three voices say at the exact same time. Seunghwan throws a dirty look at his traitorous group members. Seriously, he needs better friends.

Junhyeon pats him on the shoulder ceremoniously, looking way too solemn for this.

“You can do it, hyung, I believe in you.”

The younger boys sounds so sincere that Seunghwan’s almost touched.

“Don’t fuck it up, hyung.”

Nevermind. 

It’s the interim check. Nothing too serious. Just the whole club getting together to check everyone else’s performances out and give tips. Definitely. And because Junhyeon loudly volunteers them to go first, they’re going first. Fuck.

Here’s something Seunghwan learned from letting Junhyeon lead their choreography. He’s actually pretty fucking good. They’re in sync, all their moves are sharp and on beat and he even gives everyone a small part in the centre where they can show off their strengths. Then, they get to the freestyle part.

So here’s another thing Seunghwan learned from letting Junhyeon lead their choreography. He’s also pretty fucking good at incorporating the stupidest ideas and getting everyone to agree to them. Case in point, what Seunghwan is about to do now as he puts on the stupid meme shades that Junhyeon had convinced the whole group to wear.

He’s front and centre, grooving to the beat and looking at where you’re sitting near the front with the other dancers covering Tomboy. Seunghwan takes a deep breath and with his whole chest, yells out your name and then says:

“GO OUT WITH ME!!”

The whole club goes wild, hooting and then cheering when you stare at him with wide eyes before nodding. Seunghwan swears his cheek muscles are going to collapse from how hard he’s smiling. They wrap up the dance without a hitch and immediately his members are descending upon him, yelling their congratulations.

On your part, well you get a grand total of thirty seconds to comprehend what just happened before Woongki announces your group is going next and bodily dragging you with him. You suddenly remember what you had agreed to do for the interim check.

“I mean he confessed already so-”

“You’re doing it, babe.” Woongki cuts in, leaving no room for protests.

Seunghwan thought he wasn’t prepared to confess today. What he really wasn’t prepared for was you sauntering over to him during your freestyle section (the infamous la la part), hips swaying as you proceed to drop it low while everyone freaks out, him included.

After that, Seunghwan can no longer say that he wasn’t staring at your ass. Woongki and Seo Won make a shit ton of money from the betting pool that had been going. And you? Well the cute boy, who you sometimes catch watching you stretch before practice, did more than just talk to you. And that’s the story of how Lee Seunghwan eventually became your boyfriend.

[kep1er-net]

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[petrichor-han]

pragma; lee heeseung

PAIRING | heeseung x fem!reader

CAST | lee heeseung, seo youngeun, mentions of nishimura riki

WC | 1.8k

GENRE | fluff, comfort

WARNINGS | mentions of a sprained ankle, slight insecurity in a relationship (very brief)

SYNOPSIS | you’ve been in a relationship with heeseung for as long as you remember. when your friend asks you how and why you’ve been with him for so long, it makes you wonder and think more about your long-term relationship with the only man you’ve ever truly loved. 

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“Do you ever get tired of being with him for so long?”

You’ve heard that question multiple times, more so in recent years, and you never really knew how to respond. Of course, the first thing you always said was “No! Of course not!”, feeling guilt for even thinking that you might be. You supposed that your immediate answer was correct, most of the time anyways, when Heeseung wasn’t leaving his socks strewn across the floor or not washing the dishes. 

Heeseung was a good boyfriend to you. All of your friends were jealous, always bothering you and asking if he had any hot friends that were like him. He liked to cook for you and let you do makeup on him, he had a stable job and communicated with you freely. He loved you in every way you could ever desire and had a certain thoughtfulness that you always appreciated, especially when it came to spontaneous gifts or little things that made you sigh with contentment. He was, in almost every sense, a perfect boyfriend. 

But you were aware of his shortcomings as well. You were always there to help him when he fell into those deep, deep holes of depression. There were some days where he wouldn’t get out of bed, and you would quietly bring him food and put on lighthearted movies, stroking his hair softly and letting him take all the popcorn pieces with the most butter. When he would come home from work frustrated and overworked, he would refuse to talk, disrupting the smooth flow of communication that you sometimes took for granted, and you would have to sit him down and demand to know what happened. Fights weren’t often, but they still happened, usually when the topic shifted to the aforementioned shortcomings. Heeseung, despite being as close to perfect as one might think, was deeply insecure about many things, and he often got into his own head, shutting off and pushing you away. It annoyed you that his initial reaction was to cut you off rather than talk to you, but you always did your best to reassure your shaking boyfriend, not reprimand him. He was your love, not a disobedient child, and you knew better than to berate him and shame him for having feelings, even if he was too afraid to share some of those feelings with you. 

Looking back on that, you supposed that was why the two of you lasted so long. You had a silent, subtle understanding for each other, even though you had many, many differences. You knew how to comfort Heeseung in a way that didn’t make him feel cornered or forced, and he did the same for you. It wasn’t like either of you were perfect or exceptional at being in relationships, you just so happened to be good at being together. 

“But aren’t you afraid that the spark will die out? What if he leaves you for someone else?” 

You looked into your plastic cup, shoving your straw deeper into the thick smoothie and attempting to maneuver the plastic tube around an annoyingly large chunk of mango that refused to be shredded. “I think that’s a pretty immature way of looking at love,” you responded softly, looking at your friend, Youngeun. She sighed and looked down at her lap, twisting her hands sheepishly. 

“I’m younger than you, what do you expect?” she joked, and you managed a half smile. 

“I think you need to be in a long term relationship to understand what makes one work.” You took another sip from your smoothie, and Youngeun pouted, her slim shoulders slumping. 

“I can’t make any of my relationships last,” she admitted, awkwardly swirling her straw around in her own drink, refusing eye contact, as if she were ashamed. “I just don’t get how you and Heeseung work so well together. I’m jealous, honestly.” She chuckled, but her smile faded as she thought more about it. 

“It’s not like we’re perfect,” you said honestly, crossing your arms thoughtfully. “There were rough periods, arguments. We almost broke up a few times.” 

Youngeun looked at you incredulously. “Really?” she asked, surprised. 

“Oh, yes. But you have to understand that relationships are like that. You can’t expect your partner to be perfect, and you have to compromise. Sometimes you’ll feel like giving up. There were times where I felt like dropping everything and walking out on Heeseung, I won’t lie. But the reason we’re still together is because I didn’t do that.” 

“Now you sound like an old widow, reminiscing on her dead husband,” Youngeun deadpanned, and you snorted. 

“I’m only two years older than you. Don’t make me sound like a grandma just yet.” 

Youngeun chuckled again, but this time her dimpled smile didn’t falter. “Thanks for talking to me. I really appreciated it,” she said, tucking her keys into her purse. “I’ve gotta get going now.” 

“Another blind date?” 

“You know it. Maybe this one will work out,” she said, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear. “This time I have your advice to go off of.” 

“Good luck,” you said, giving her a tight hug. “Let me know how it goes.” 

“You know I will.” 

You watched your friend walk off, pretty heels clicking against the sidewalk. You wondered why you hadn’t noticed that she was more dolled up than usual, but shook your head and finished off your smoothie. The sun was beginning to set, and you squinted at the orange ball of light beginning to sink lower in the sky. You wondered when it got so late; you had wanted to meet up with Youngeun for a late lunch and ended up talking for hours. Heeseung was probably already on his way home by now. You stood up and straightened out your clothes, tossing your empty cup into a nearby trash can. As you walked to the bus stop, you wondered what you would have for dinner, pulling out your phone without a second thought and sending a quick text to Heeseung. 

y/n: any dinner plans? 

hee: wanna just order something? 

y/n: sounds good 

You put away your phone and noticed a young couple, probably still in high school, giggled loudly, the girl pushing her lover away from her playfully. You stood on the other side of the bench, smiling fondly, remembering when you and Heeseung were like that. The girl, dressed in a familiar school uniform, pressed a daring kiss to her lover’s cheek, before rushing to the arriving bus and dashing on as soon as its doors opened. Her lover, still in shock, had a hand pressed to his cheek, mouth open in a “o” before he started smiling and blushing. He waved furiously to the girl, who was now staring out the window, her own cheeks a dark red with embarrassment. 

Oh, young love. 

You felt even more like an old woman now. 

Upon arriving home, you rolled your eyes at the socks left on the floor, but picked them up anyway. “Hee? Are you home?” you called, entering the bedroom and tossing the socks into the laundry hamper. 

“In here,” he said, and you walked into the attached bathroom. Heeseung was drying his damp face with a towel, and he smiled when he saw you walk in, immediately bringing you into a quick hug and pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “How was your lunch with Youngeun? Looks like it ran late.” 

“Good,” you sighed, breathing in his familiar scent. “She was upset about her last relationship not working out.” 

“She’ll find the one eventually,” Heeseung said, petting your hair affectionately. “What do you want to order for dinner?” 

“Anything. You pick. I gotta wash my face.” 

Heeseung pulled out his phone and left the bathroom, and you heard him whistling your favorite song as he settled on the couch. You heard a light thumping and you knew that he was tapping his left foot to the tune of the song, and you found yourself starting to hum along as you rinsed your face with warm water. 

“I ordered chicken,” he said, eyes scanning the TV screen. 

You hummed in response, settling beside him and resting your head on his shoulder. “How was practice today?” 

“Same as always. Niki tripped and messed up his ankle though, so that might postpone a few things.” He pouted without realizing it, puffing out his lips as he scrolled through the drama section of Netflix. 

“Is it bad?” 

“Nah, he can still walk on it. But we don’t want to strain it.” 

You nodded in response, eyes glued to the TV. Heeseung didn’t say anything else, but you were glad. You were tired, and he probably was too. The silence wasn’t uncomfortable, but it was soon filled with the soundtrack to his favorite drama. Silently, you both sat there and watched, relieved that you could finally unwind. 

When Heeseung’s order arrived, he handed you your favorite kind of chicken, and you smiled a little at the way he remembered what you liked without you having to remind him. 

He fell asleep with a drumstick still in his hand, the next episode of the drama playing on its own. Carefully, you cleaned him up, knowing that he would do the same for you. He smacked his lips and rolled over, and you covered him with a blanket and shut off the TV. You wrinkled your nose a little at his unwashed dishes but did them yourself, not being that bothered by it. 

You thought back to Youngeun’s questions as you rinsed the soap off of Heeseung’s greasy plate. Do you ever get tired of Heeseung? Is the spark gone? You looked over at Heeseung again, and he snorted a little in his sleep, making you giggle. No, you thought, I don’t get tired of him. The idea of the spark going out in your relationship was never a worry; you were both mature enough to know the difference between puppy love and real love. You never held each other to impossible standards of passion or grand gestures. Sometimes, ordering chicken and watching his favorite drama was all you needed. You dried the dishes and put them away, going back over to Heeseung and pressing a kiss to his forehead. His sleepy eyes fluttered open slightly at the contact. “Wanna come to bed?” you asked. He nodded, and stumbled off the couch, lumbering off to the bedroom while you followed. 

“Come here,” he mumbled, opening his arms. Your stomach fluttered a little, and you felt a little embarrassed about still getting butterflies from him, but gladly let him hug you tightly as you laid down. “I love you,” he said sleepily, pecking you on the lips. 

“I love you too.” He fell asleep again, and you sighed happily. Never mind Youngeun’s questions. For Heeseung, you would pick up socks every day and do his dishes whenever he forgot, no matter what. You listened to the steady breathing of your precious boyfriend and snuggled deeper into his arms, and he tightened his grip slightly, forcing your head to rest on his chest. 

As long as you live, Lee Heeseung, I will love you, and cherish your love in return, you thought. Heeseung, unaware of your deep thoughts, smiled in his sleep, feeling very loved. 

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[c4llezz]

SEEKER BATTLE

Requested: Yes. May I request a Harry Potter au where reader is a Slytherin and Kep1er's Chaehyun is a Gryffindor. They're having a quidditch match and are both seekers but they keep getting distracted by each other, and kinda flirting up in the air. You can decide who caught the snitch:) tysm have a nice day

HARRY POTTER!AU

CHAEHYUN X GN!READER

TW: mentions of broken bones

Genre: Fluff

Word count: 900

Expect mistakes, happy reading!

Gryffindor vs Slytherin, a rivalry that has been going on for years, Hogwarts wouldn’t be Hogwarts without it. Another thing Hogwarts wouldn’t be with was Quidditch and their Quiddich cup. Today both things joined to entertain the whole student community, the stands were full of people wearing red and green, Ravenclaws were rooting for the Slytherin team because they had lost to Gryffindor meanwhile Hufflepuffs were doing the same but with the lion’s house. Both teams were already on the field waiting for Madam Hooch to blow the whistle and start the match.

Your job was to win the snitch for your team and make them win the cup you were pretty confident in your abilities as a seeker, you were fast and had good control over your broom. In the past matches, you were the one who caught the snitch giving 150 points to your team, and you were sure you were expecting to do the same in the final game. What you were not expecting though, was for the Gryffindor team to switch their usual seeker, third-year Seo Youngeun, to Kim Chaehyun. You shared a big amount of classes with the girl and you never thought she could be the Quiddich type and much less a seeker, this would be interesting, you thought.

Lost in your thoughts you didn’t notice the game had already started until you saw a bludger coming straight to your face, your quick reflexes prevent you from getting hit and having a broken nose, “Careful, Y/N, you don’t want to ruin your beautiful face.”

You chuckled “You are right, I don’t want you taking away the title of “the hottest seeker”, although I know you’d live up to the expectations” you could see the blush rising up her face but you didn’t comment anything on it “I didn’t know you played Quidditch”

“I wasn’t interested in it at first but then I saw how good you were at the sport and decided to be your competition,” she said

“Well, if you don’t start using your pretty eyes to look for the snitch you are not going to be considered my competition.”

“My team is winning at the moment so I can look at more interesting things, like you.” she winked

“Y/N! Stop talking and focus on finding the snitch” the captain shouted at you, receiving a salute from you.

You scanned quickly the field spotting a golden object flying in the air “I had a good time talking to you” you started “maybe we can continue another day in Hogsmeade” you moved your broom and quickly made your way to where the small ball was, Chaehyun following after you

“It seems that both seekers have spotted the snitch!” the commentator said “They are head to head, this is a seeker battle, who’s going to win it? By the way, today is the first time we are seeing the Gryffindor on the field and we have high expectations of her!”

From the corner of your eye, you could see the girl tense up and slow down a little, it was a really small action that could go unnoticed by anyone but you noticed and instead of taking advantage of it, you slowed down too “Hey, don’t listen to them, you are doing great for your first time” the snitch had already gotten and you couldn’t see it anywhere so you stopped completely taking time to rest. Looking at the score you could see that your team was now in the lead with a difference of 70 points, the other seeker also had seen it and her nerves were increasing “Calm down, if you let the nerves consume you, you are not going to focus on your task, so breath and don’t look at the score.” She did as you told and started breathing more calmly until she calmed down while you looked for the snitch around the field.

Chaehyun was the first to spot it this time and made her way to it, one of the beaters on your team saw her getting close and sent a bludger her way, she was too focused on reaching out for the golden sphere that she didn’t notice the object coming, but you did. You flew around as fast as light and arrived just in time to block the bludger from hitting her receiving the hit yourself making you fall from your broom. The last thing you heard before your sight turned black was “Chaehyun has caught the snitch! 150 points for Gryffindor!”

When you woke up in the infirmary it was late in the night, probably midnight. You were alone and it was dark, the moonlight was the only thing making you identify a little your surroundings. You saw a basket full of candies with a note on it on the chair next to you, you took the note and smiled.

Fortunately, you broke your arm and not your nose, thanks for that btw.

The Three Broomsticks next Saturday, 3 pm. I’ll buy you a butterbeer to show my gratitude.

-C ;)

Yep, losing the cup against Gryffindor never felt great, but this time was the best thing that could have happened in the year, and if getting hit by a bludger meant a date with a beautiful girl you were going to do it more, I mean you had magic that could cure you in seconds what could go wrong?

[carateum]

Once again sending another ask haha, I love your work btw I know you end off a lot of your authors notes with "this is so bad" but there genuinely very cute and I hope you understand your worth as a writer since even if you struggle in English you still write beautifully, anyways let's get to the request. Can I ask for 27 with Mashiho and it's like a friends to lovers? My mind was sorta thinking like the reader could tell Mashiho had fallen for someone at the way he started just like smilingly like an idiot to a live song or something so the reader is poking fun at him but low and behind the reader is his crush

Are you in love ?

Mashiho x reader

Prompt 27 : "You're in love aren't you"

Type : fluff, friend to lover

Warnings: I'm still learning English, language and that is not edited

Notes : Hi ,sorry if I took me so long but I wasn't feeling really good, thank u so much for the ask and what you said , ily 💗 I don't know if you'll like it but I hope so

Word count : Around 650 words

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"Look at Mashi ,look like our cute kid is in love" You whispered to your bestfriend ,Yoshi who also was Mashiho's friend while the two of you were watching Mashiho, smiling at himself as 'Polaroid Love' ,the new Enhypen's song was played in your livingroom where the three of you were spending some time, waiting for one of your friends to come for the four of you to eat together.

You were right, Mashiho was smiling like a dummy everytime a love song was played because his heart was owned by someone ; Mashiho was obviously in love.

What you didn't assume though was what YOU were feeling , you were jealous , who took Mashiho's heart ? It was probably one of those perfect barbie-like popular girls (well that's what you thought) "Who do you think he likes?" Yoshi asked with a grin, still staring at Mashiho who was lost in the sound of the love song which was playing now "The Kim Dayeon girl or maybe Seo Youngeun ? Ah I don't know, probably one who look like a model" you chuckled, the words coming a little harshly making Yoshi eyes widening as he realized something. "You like him don't you?" Yoshi asked, a playful smirk on his face. "If I say yes will you shut up?" You replied, you face red because of the embarrassment "Maybe" he grinned.

Your conversation was cut by a knock at the door followed by Jihoon running into your apartment "Hi everyone !" He said with his perfect smile, Mashiho's attention finally on Jihoon Yoshi and you. You all greeted Jihoon before sitting around the table, ready to eat the food Mashiho cooked before.

Yoshi being Yoshi, your heard him whispering in Jihoon ear what you discovered before "Jihoon, Y/n and I think Mashi as a crush!". And... Jihoon being Jihoon he teased the younger boy loudly. "Mashi ?"You are in love aren't you, come on tell us who is it".

Mashiho felt his cheeks turning red as his eyes fell on you "It-It's a s-secret" the boy stuttered before breaking the eye-contact. The next minutes were quiet and awkward, Yoshi and Jihoon were laughing and you and Mashiho were weirdly looking at each other, not knowing what to do. After the lunch, Mashiho looked at you and his two other friends talking and he finally said to himself "Yo Mashi grow some ball and go talk to her" and that's what he did, he gently pat your shoulder, signaling you to come with him to talk calmly.

"I want..I mean I need to talk with you Y/n" he mumbled when you two were finally alone "Did I do something wrong ? If it's about the "crush-thing" I'm sorry, Yoshi and I didn't want to make you embarrassed, that was childish of us please accept my apologi-" you spoke only to be cut off by Mashiho "Yeah it's about the "crush thing" but you don't have to apologize, it only made me realize that I need to confess" he said, a smile appearing on his face and that broke your heart, sure he'll confess and you, you'll be alone, looking at him be happy with his loved one. "Oh..good luck I guess" you sadly smiled, looking at your feet.

"So..." Mashiho cleared his throat "Y/n, I love you, I love you so much, please be mine and thank u for opening my eyes" He continued, his hand finding your chin to make you looking up at him. "Wait... what ?That was me ? Mashi it is a joke ? It's not fun-" you tried to speak again and this time, Mashiho cut you off by a chaste kiss on your lips, leaving a shocked Y/n , a happy Mashi and two cheery Yoshi and Jihoon (Who obviously observed you both during the whole time)