#shin wonho scenarios

[multiphandomunnies]

monsta x

reactions

how would monsta x cuddle

imagines

shownu

getting greys

wonho

you knew it

getting greys

minhyuk

getting greys

kihyun

forgive me (*M*)

getting greys

hyungwon

pleasuring (*M*)

wot

getting greys

jooheon

getting greys

bf! jooheon

i.m

daddy (*M*)

bf! i.m

i promise to call

getting greys

were doing this now?

single dad au

[pillowfluffs]

Please Don’t Take My Sunshine Away | Lee Wonho

Pairing: Wonho X Reader (gender neutral)

Genre: sadness ;-; mafia??? 

Author’s Note: It’s time I get back into writing, right? ah ha ha im sorry wonho stans also i really miss ot7 🥺🥺 I wish him and MX the best of luck for the future. I also suggest listening to his debut single: Losing You while reading 

WARNINGS! Vivid imagery of wounds and injuries! Blood!! death! 

Smoke trailed up into the cold night sky, snowflakes silently falling onto the slippery, icy road. He mustered all the energy he had into his arms, ignoring the pain in his abdomen and legs. Glass shards protruded from his chest, gashes around his waist and one from his head. The area was silent, the atmosphere still making it feel like time was slowing down. Frost and snow covered the land and trees that lined the road, one that wasn’t particularly used by many, potholes and cracks now concealed and filled by the ice and snow. Snow did what it always did and fell silently, covering the world with its wintry beauty.

Not even the moon shined, only a vague light of the moon did through the clouds but the only source of light around him now was one of the headlights of the car as it laid sideways, the other broken. Little things and pieces of the totaled car fell to the ground, the glass from the windows and windshields crunching beneath his body. He laid himself on his back, his mind numb to all the pain searing through his body.

He felt nothing.

It hurt to breathe, the coldness was sinking deeper and deeper as he laid in the sludge of melted snow on the side of the road. Without even looking, he could only imagine how red he was dyeing the snow all around him. No trees swayed, no winds passed by. There was nothing around, no one around. He was completely alone and no one would be coming. They made sure of it and made sure the job was done.

Getting into his car, the first thing Wonho did after starting it was to turn on the heaters and the seat warmer in his driver’s seat. His windows were fogged from the cold, frost creeping around the edges. He sat in the cold leather seat in the dark, blowing into his cupped hands around his mouth, occasionally rubbing them. Even through the sweatpants he wore, the cold went right through to his skin. He could see light traces of his breath in the cold car as it warmed up.

Driving away from headquarters on the beaten road, remnants of snow from others who had shoveled the roads all day crunches beneath the tires as he drove, the steering wheel cold as ice under his dry hands. The streets were barren, silent and still as he drove through, the area looking like it was a picture. He passed by buildings that were abandoned long ago, windows and doors boarded up or smashed in. The walls of them were worn from weathering after years with no one to treat them, cracks all around the walls. As he drove away, the road got bumpier and bumpier as he drove over untouched snow on the road.

He drove cautiously over the dipper road entering an area filled with trees, a back road that was uncommonly used by others. Tall trees lined both sides of the narrow, straight road that stretched for miles. It made the trip home longer but it was safer than driving in the open through the city, especially for Wonho. He focused on driving, trying his best to stay on the road as snow fell onto his windshield, even listening to the radio that played soft songs, the sound almost covered by the blasting heater that made the car nice and warm, the hot air burning against his hands on the old lacquered wood steering wheel.  

A hard collision from behind pushed his car into the side of the road, the wheels being pushed over the tree roots beneath the snow, making the car roll. He held onto the steering wheel the best he could but it happened so suddenly. Pain bloomed all over his body as he did his best to get out of his upside down, dragging his body over the broken glass all around. The shards crunched beneath his weight, his breathing weak and staggering. His frozen breaths puffed into the oblivion sky, the snow falling onto his face and body as it came down in silence. The cold all around him felt different. It was the type that reached into his bones but he couldn’t tell if it was really because his bones were exposed from his wounds or if it was just that cold. But it also felt like the cold was causing him more pain than his wounds. He laid on his back, his lungs struggling to breathe through the feeling of his lungs freezing, the snow and sludge around his hands numbing his fingertips, turning them stiff. He could feel the cold wetness seep through his clothes to his body, at the roots of his hair on his head as he laid, breathing.

He could feel his heart weakening as it beat in his chest, his body pulsating with every beat. He was losing blood and his blood flow was slowing down. Shakily, he reached for the zipper in his jacket pocket, struggling to find it from the coldness pricking him, but after what felt like an hour to him, he was able to unzip his pocket. Small tiny pieces of his glass cut and prodded at the skin on his hand, making him bleed even more as he weakly pulled out his phone. Te device was dented and the screen shattered. Turning his head and resting his arm holding his phone on the ground, his face was illuminated by the near broken device and the first thing he saw was a picture of you, making his lips twitch even when he couldn’t really feel anything anymore. His thumb hesitated as he faced the dial screen as large snowflakes pelted his face and body and everything all around. He couldn’t bring himself to call anyone from the clan after seeing the last four percent of battery he had. He was one of the last to leave and everyone else was long gone. There would be no one who could reach him in time before he bled out. After making up his mind, he pressed the one contact he was sure he wanted to call.

“Wonho?” Your voice was groggy being woken up from sleep. You laid still in bed in the dark, holding your phone to your face. “Are you home yet?” You asked stifling a yawn.

“I’ll be coming home a bit late,” he said weakly, sounding tired to you. “I was wondering…” He scrunched his eyes shut at the sharp pain that pierced him from the side as he moved just the slightest bit, biting back his yelps of pain. You couldn’t know. He didn’t want to worry you. “Could you do me a favor?” He asked, trying his best to sound as normal as he could, praying you couldn’t hear the car smoking in the back or the sound of wind blowing around him.

“What is it?” You asked, just a slightly but more awake.

“Could you sing for me that song? The one I like to hear you sing?”

“What for?” Curiosity piqued as you now opened your eyes to the wide dark room, his spot in bed empty beside you.

“I just wanted to hear you… so will you?”

“I could sing it when you come home but I don’t really know about right now… my voice isn’t exactly the best right now.” You sat up, stroking one o this pillows, the soft fabric like a cloud beneath your fingertips.

“Please,” he urged, sounding just the bit desperate. It was a song he often found your singing whenever he came home late. It wasn’t an original but that didn’t matter to him. He loved you and the sound of your voice as you spoke or laughed or yelled at him or cried, he loved everything about you. He loves your soul and saw it as a blessing in real life in the heinous world he was etched into.  

“Fine,” you caved. You learned your throat and made an effort to sound the best you could.

“The other night dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamed I held you in my arms…” He turned up the volume as much as he could, closing his eyes and letting his imagination take him away from the numbness of his body, imagining him holding you in his arms in the dark kitchen one last time, his body swaying slowly with yours to music only the two of you could hear. He followed the words you sang, your voice honey and raw in his ears, savoring every bit of it. “But when I awoke, dear, I was mistaken, so I hung my head and I cried.” Cried. The sadness that was etched into your face when he came home to you beaten up and bruised, the panic you had in your teary eyes and the way your lips quivered as you managed him up, your tears dripping off your chin and the way your hands trembled.

It was a sight he never wanted to see, a pain he never meant to inflict on you.

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy, when skies are gray…” The way the last light of sun shined on your skin made you seem ethereal to him. The way you smiled, your nose scrunching just the slightest bit. Even as it hailed outside, hearing your laugh as it echoed around the spacious yet cozy living room, it was a laugh he could listen to on repeat and never get tired of. There wasn’t any problem you couldn’t help make easier for him by being beside him. “You’ll never know dear, how much I love you… Please don’t take-“ your voice was cut off as his phone died in his ear. Bringing the phone away, he discarded it to the side, as darkness blurred the corners of his visions.

With his final breath, he mustered up the energy, regardless of the pain he felt, ignoring everything to finish the line. “Please don’t take my sunshine away…” He closed his eyes, letting these be his final words, the image of you being the last thing he saw before his heart stopped beating, the pain no longer plaguing his body anymore.

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[nanawritesit]

Wonho x Fem!Barista!Reader (Fluff to Smut) *18+ Only, Minors DNI!*

Summary: Wonho has been trying to ask you out at the coffee shop you work at, but you're convinced he only wants something physical. After a while, he convinces you, and you end up seeing each other for a whole month before you let him hit. You were so glad that you did, because now you might have the hottest boyfriend in the world.

Trigger Warnings: Slight cursing. Reader being thirsty af over Wonho. Reader w/ she/her pronouns and female anatomy. Mentions of making out and dry humping.

*There will be a separate warning before the smut scene if you want to skip over it. Overall it’s pretty vanilla but it includes: Dom!Wonho, oral sex (female receiving,) groping, nipple sucking, slight fingering, hair pulling, praising, and protected intercourse.*

A/N: Literally no one requested this, but while I was working at the coffee shop today I literally started daydreaming about Wonho coming in, so here is my maladaptive daydream copied and pasted to Tumblr :)

This is also my first attempt at writing smut so I apologize if it’s awkward :p

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You sighed as you slung on your apron for the fifth morning in a row. It was 10 AM, and the coffee shop you worked at was already packed. You huffed over to the mirror in the break room to put on your hat, hair pulled back into a low bun. Your t-shirt and jeans combo was practically a second skin, and your beat up old sneakers completed the look. You wore a few pieces of jewelry that made the day a bit brighter and easier to get through, but that was about as hard as you tried. It wasn't like you had anyone to impress, right?

"Thank god, she's here!" your coworker Elodie sighed, struggling to make three drinks at once.

"Barely." you replied, patting her on the shoulder. "Need me to start taking orders?"

"Yes, please!" your other coworker Bella pleaded. She was rapidly restocking the bakery case, throwing in muffin after muffin.

You nodded before approaching the register. After pushing a few buttons, you were ready to start yet another shift.

"Good morning, how can I-" you stopped in the middle of your sentence as you met the eyes of the customer in front of you. God, he was so fine. He had a face that looked like it was carved by angels, and a body sculpted by god herself. You had never seen a guy like that in real life, you thought to yourself.

He chuckled at your blank expression, his smile making you melt. "Hi, can I get a large iced dirty chai with oat milk?" His voice was so deep and rich, you thought you could listen to him talk all day.

"Yeah, of course." you shook your head at how stupid you were, and quickly typed in his order. "Anything else?"

"Hm..." he hummed, leaning over to look at the bakery case. He tapped his finger to is chin, and the way his eyes raked over those muffins made you wish that you were one of them.

"Mmh, can I get a chocolate zucchini muffin too please?" he asked with a cute smile.

"You sure can." you chuckled, losing yourself in his eyes. "Okay, here's your total..."

He swiped his card, and after he had paid, he slid a whole twenty dollar bill into the tip box. Your jaw dropped at the amount alone... the most generous people only tipped five dollars, and the stingiest just dumped their change in.

Bella, who had been watching closely, handed him his muffin and coffee. "Is that just for her, or can we split it?"

"Oh the money is for all of you, but the number is only for her." he smirked, then walked out of the shop. God damn, he had such a nice ass.

You were standing there like a dolt, when Elodie leapt over the counter and practically tore open the tip box to pull out the piece of paper that he had hidden in the dollar bill. The three of you just sat there staring at it, not caring about the line of impatient customers in front of you.

"Dude, that guy just asked you out!" Bella exclaimed.

You swiped the paper out of Elodie's hand and stuffed it in your pocket. "No, he probably just wants a hook up." You walked back over to the register and greeted the lady in front of you to take her order.

"Who cares, did you see how gorgeous he was?" Elodie interrupted the poor customer while she was ordering. You ignored her and got down the entire order, then huffed over to the espresso machine.

"I'm not taking orders anymore." you grumbled.

"Y/N, how often does something like that happen to people like us? We work in a coffee shop for crying out loud!" Bella argued, throwing her arms in the air.

You whipped around to shoot an angry look at both of them. "There is no way a guy that hot actually wants a relationship with me! Now can we please get back to our minimum wage duties?"

"You're so weird." Elodie sighed. "I know you're afraid of being taken advantage of, but this is just punishing yourself." Bella nodded in agreement, laughing a bit. They both turned back around to return to work, leaving you to your thoughts.

Maybe you were being silly... I mean, he was the most beautiful man you'd ever seen in your life. He made your heart race, made you feel things with just a simple smile, and melted you with just a few short words. It could be fun...

But you decided that one night of fun wasn't what you wanted from him. You knew deep down that if you fooled around with a guy that pretty, you were going to fall in love big time. And if he broke your heart, you'd be irreparable.

As you were steaming the milk, you found yourself thinking about what being with him would be like. Him pinning you down with those big strong arms, kissing you all over your body, what he'd whisper in your ear as he...

"Y/N, you're gonna burn yourself!" Bella shouted, pushing the spout away from you. You jumped, shocked at how easily you were distracted. Yeah, this guy would be way too much for you.

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Your boss insisted on giving you two days off, to "recover" from working five full shifts in a row. You were appreciative, taking your time off as a chance to engage in some much needed self care. However, you couldn't stop thinking about the absolute beefcake that walked into the shop and gave you his number. The paper with his number on it was sitting on your dresser, and every so often you thought about texting him. You couldn't bring yourself to, that is, until after your next shift.

"Your hunk-sickle came in twice while you were gone." your best friend and coworker Sam teased as you entered the kitchen.

"Oh god, you told her Elodie?" you groaned, slumping your shoulders defeatedly.

"Of course, and I told her how stupid you are for not taking him right then and there." Elodie replied from the counter, rolling her eyes. "You know he asked if you were here both times he came in? Would someone who just wants a hook up do that?"

"So he goes to a new coffee shop everyday, that's not much of a commitment." you argued, crossing your arms over your chest.

The shop was completely dead, so you all just talked in the kitchen for a while. It was mostly just you yelling at Elodie and Sam laughing at the both of you. That is, until you heard the bell of the front door signal that a customer had arrived. The three of you peaked around the corner at the same time, only to see the hunk-sickle himself. Your heart stopped.

"You're here!" he beamed when his eyes met yours.

"I-" you were cut off as your best friend shoved you out of the doorway. You turned around to jump back in the kitchen, but Elodie had already slammed the door in your face. You collapsed against the door, mumbling to yourself that you needed to get new friends, and a new job while you were at it.

You got up and gave him a weak smile, slowly approaching the counter. "You found me."

He leaned forward onto the counter, his huge, toned arms stretching out in front of him, making you gulp.

"You can reject me if you want." he chuckled, "I know slipping my number in the tip jar is a pretty sketchy way of asking you out."

"Maybe, but it's a totally acceptable way of asking for a one night stand." you teased him, resting your hands on your hips.

"What makes you think that's what I want?" he asked, cocking his head to the side. You tried your best to maintain your composure at how hot he looked while questioning you.

"Well for one, we don't even know each others' names." you retorted, letting yourself relax a bit against the counter.

"I'm Wonho." he told you. "May I ask what your name is?"

"Y/N." you told him.

"What a pretty sounding name." He smiled at you, then pressed his elbows against the counter to rest his jaw in his hands. His eyes didn't leave yours for a second as he adjusted his hips to the new center of gravity. His shoulder muscles were bulging against his black t-shirt, and his strong, thick legs were propped out behind him. "Can I take you out on a date, Y/N?"

You laughed anxiously, putting your face in your hands. God, you were heating up like a furnace. You were so embarrassed at how easily he flustered you. You couldn't see it, but he was holding back his smile at how adorable you were.

"I'm still not sure..." you confessed once you looked back up at him. Your hands were on your cheeks, desperately trying to hide how red they were.

"Please?" he asked, looking up at you with his pretty brown doe eyes. "I promise I have good intentions. And if I disappoint you, you have the right to hate me for the rest of your life."

You took one last look at his cute smile before you broke. A girl could only take so much.

"Okay, I guess I'll go out with you then?" you laughed with your arms out in a shrug, not believing this was really happening to you.

"Great!” he grinned at you, straightening up with his large, veiny hands back flat against the counter. "What time do you get off?"

"You want to take me out after I work a shift at a coffee shop?" you scoffed.

"Is that a problem?" he asked, genuinely concerned that he had done something wrong. He looked so cute when he was worried.

"Well, it's just... I don't look the best after working all day..." you mumbled nervously.

"Is that it?" he chuckled, placing his hands on his hips to mirror you. His trim waist was even more prominent now, and you could see one of his abdominal muscles poking through the fabric of his shirt. You had to stop yourself from drooling over him... after all, you were the one worried about him taking advantage of you. "You look gorgeous."

"I would just feel better if I had the chance to get ready beforehand!" you exclaimed, dragging your feet as you turned away from him playfully.

"It's alright, we don't have to go out today. I want you to be as happy as possible with me. When's your next day off?"

You sighed, thinking about your jam packed schedule. "Well, I work the next three days in a row..."

"I'll cover your shift tomorrow!" Sam shouted, quickly poking her head out from behind the door and then slamming the door shut again.

Wonho snickered at your friend and you gave him an apologetic look. "I guess I'm free tomorrow."

"Perfect." His lips curled up into a smirk as he ran his nimble fingers through his dark hair. "You can text me wherever you want me to pick you up. I'll take you to dinner around 5 if that's okay?"

"That works!" you shrugged, still in disbelief that you had agreed to go out with him.

"Alright, I'll see you tomorrow then Y/N." he grinned contentedly, backing away. He waved goodbye with a bright smile, and he was so cute that you couldn't help but wave back at him with a giggle.

In half a second, Sam and Elodie had bursted out from behind the kitchen door and were at your sides.

"Oh my god, you're going out with the hunk-sickle!" Sam exclaimed.

"It's all thanks to you two dorks." you laughed, putting an arm around each of them. "And his name is Wonho."

"I'm still gonna call him hunk-sickle." Elodie declared.

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You had been seeing Wonho for a month now, and he had taken you on four official dates. Right now, you were getting ready for your fifth date. You guys hung out casually between official dates, and he visited you at work almost everyday to get his coffee. You guys were actually getting quite comfortable with each other, texting all throughout the day and having a phone call almost every night. You guys hadn’t gotten further than making out and dry humping, but he seemed perfectly content with that. You started letting your guard down, and if you were honest with yourself, you were starting to really like him and see a relationship with him.

Sam was there "helping you,” which really meant she was demanding all the details of your previous dates and eating all your snacks.

"Wait, he took you where last week?" she asked from her place on your bed, plopping her phone down in disbelief.

“He took me to this rooftop restaurant, and there was no one else there. We were leaning against the railing and I could see the entire city!” you recalled while doing your hair at your dresser.

“Ugh that’s so romantic!” she cried out, slapping her hand down on the bed dramatically. You laughed at her antics before she continued. “How about the first kiss? When was that?”

“That was after the first date.” you explained while putting on some lip balm. “He had walked me home, and I said I had a really great time, and when he asked if he could take me out again I said yes, and then he put a hand to my cheek and looked in my eyes with this adorable little smile, and I met him halfway and we kissed!”

“Ah that’s awesome!” Sam exclaimed, rolling around the bed dramatically. “When do you think you’ll sleep with him? Because I’ll be honest, I’m dying to know how that goes.”

You sighed and set your hands down in your lap, thinking for a moment. “I don’t know. I really want to, but I just want to be sure he really likes me first.”

“I think the fifth date is an appropriate amount of time, as long as you feel ready.” she suggested after downing another handful of chips. “It seems like he’s really smitten for you.”

You giggled, setting down your perfume bottle. “Then I’ll do it tonight, if it feels right.”

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“Do you wanna come inside for a bit?” you asked Wonho as you fiddled with your keys. It was late, and you guys had just gotten back from your date at the movies. He had walked you up to your apartment when you asked.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to intrude.” He asked, giving you a genuine look of concern.

“Nonsense, I’m inviting you into my space.” you laughed, unlocking the door and gesturing for him to follow you in.

“Make yourself comfortable!” you told him, making your way into the kitchen to pour two glasses of wine. You came back to him sitting on the sofa and looking at your records.

“These are really nice.” he told you, taking one of the glasses from your hand. “Thank you, by the way.”

“No problem, wine makes everything better.” you mused, sitting down next to him. “I’ve been collecting records for a while now. There’s just something about them that’s so cozy.”

“Can we listen to one? What’s your favorite?” he asked, leaning toward you with a smile of anticipation.

“Hm…” you thought, reaching over him to grab an album. “This one will do.” You set it up on the record player and then leaned back against the couch and took a sip of wine. “This is nice.” you sighed in contentment.

“It is. Thank you for going out with me tonight.” he said with a small smile, leaning back to look you in the eye.

“You’re welcome, I really enjoyed myself.” you laughed, putting a hand on his thigh. “You really know how to show a girl a good time Wonho.”

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*NSFW FROM THIS POINT ON! SKIP DOWN TO THE OTHER CUT IF YOU DON’T WANT TO READ THIS PART*

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“Only for you.” he chuckled, leaning in to kiss you. You put your hand against the back of his neck to deepen the kiss, and after a while his tongue pressed against your lips. You parted your lips to let him in, wrapping both your arms around the back of his neck. His large hands were running up and down your waist, until eventually they were both grabbing ahold of it to gently push you down against the couch. He was still being gentle as you guys made out, not wanting to overstep your boundaries.

“You can touch me.” you told him while you were taking a breather. He nodded, chest heaving up and down heavily, then went back to kissing you ravenously. His hands started trailing up to cup your breasts, giving them firm squeezes.

He moved his lips down to your neck, lightly running his hot tongue along your cold skin while his hands went down to your hips, groping at your thighs and ass. You let out little whines when his teeth nipped at your sensitive neck, and you felt him smirk as you did so.

“Did you like that?” he whispered in your ear with a low chuckle. You nodded quickly, throwing a hand up into his thick dark hair. You tugged on it while he continued to go at your neck. Soon he started moving his kisses down to your chest, your low cut top giving him access to more skin. With one hand over your breast, the other stopped at the hem of your top. He looked you in the eye before he moved again. “Do you want me to take your top off?”

“Only if you take yours off too.” you smirked up at him before sitting up.

He chuckled at your cheekiness, then crossed his arms to grip the bottom of his black tshirt. He whipped it off quickly, tousling his hair a bit. You took in his perfect physique for a minute. His enourmous shoulders and biceps, rock hard pecs, that trim waist, and the hard, flat muscles of his abdomen that led down to his defined hip bones.

“Silly girl, didn’t anyone ever tell you it’s impolite to stare?” he laughed, putting an arm down on each side of your lap to look down at you. He captured your lips in another kiss, bringing your hands up to run along his back and shoulders. He pulled back to whisper in your ear, “Though I can’t say I’ll be any better when I get to see you.”

You pushed him back onto the back of his legs gently, then took off your top and unhooked your bra. He was right, he wasn’t much better than you at all. His eyes were wide and his expression was blank at first, but he eventually bit his lip and grinned at the sight of you. “You’re so beautiful Y/N.”

He pushed you back down onto the couch, engaging in your previous make out position. The skin to skin contact was absolutely incredible… he was so warm and soft pressed flush against you. He began gripping one of your breasts, pinching your nipple between two of his fingers and making you whine into his mouth. After playing with each breast in his hand for a while, he stopped kissing your lips and dropped his head down to your chest. He left kisses between the valley of your breasts, then took one hard nipple into his mouth. He licked around it in a circle, then began sucking on it.

“Wonho…” you sighed, tugging on his hair once again. After a good amount of you moaning softly above him, he switched to the other breast, giving it just as much attention as the other.

“Do you want me to touch you anywhere else?” he asked once he had released your bud from his mouth.

You nodded, then grabbed his hand to put it against your core under your skirt. You had purposely not worn shorts underneath so he could have easy access. Once he started rubbing his two forefingers against your clit through your panties, your head immediately fell back as you let out a strangled moan. It had been so long since anyone touched you there.

“You sound so pretty.” he told you, continuing to massage the sensitive bud. “Can I please taste you?”

“Of course you can.” you nodded with a smile, helping him remove your skirt and panties. You threw your legs over his shoulders and he instantly shoved his face between your legs as if he couldn’t wait a second longer. Your eyes rolled back in your head when he licked a long, flat stripe against your pussy.

“Oh my, you taste even sweeter than I imagined…” He began devouring you as soon as you were used to the feeling of his tongue, going back and forth between sucking on your clit and darting his tongue up your tight hole. You were a whining mess, getting your hair all tangled up against the couch and jutting your hips up at his face… he was very good at this, and you could feel yourself getting close to an orgasm. But you still weren’t satisfied.

“Ugh, Wonho, this feels so good…” you whined, gripping both hands into his hair. “But I want more.”

His head darted up. He looked so pretty with your slick all over his cheeks. “Y/N, are you sure? We don’t have to go all the way tonight if you don’t want to. I’m perfectly content just eating you out tonight.”

“Yes, I’m sure.” you told him, looking straight into his eyes. “I want you to fuck me.”

He grinned, then sat up to undo his belt. Once his jeans were unbuttoned, he brought his dick out from the top his tight black boxers. It was already rock hard, and it looked perfect for you. Not too big, not too thick, but just enough to rock your shit.

He pumped it in his hand a few times before kicking off his pants and boxers, reaching down to grab the condom out of his back pocket. After slipping it on, he lined himself up with your entrance, holding himself up with one arm. “Are you sure you wanna do this? Because I don’t know if I can hold back when it comes to you.”

“I want you, Wonho.” you told him, wrapping your arms around his neck and playing with the nape of his hair. “I’ll tell you if I want you to stop.”

He nodded, then pushed his tip into you. You hissed at the feeling, digging your nails into his back.

“Fuuuck Y/N…” he groaned into the crook of your neck when he felt you clamp around him. “You feel incredible… can I keep going?”

You nodded, and he continued thrusting up slowly, allowing you to adjust and stretch until he was completely inside of you. His dick hit all the right spots just sitting there, but he was prepared to give you so much more than that.

He began thrusting his hips harder, hitting your g spot each time. His pelvis was pressed flush against yours, stimulating your clit as well. He looked absolutely heavenly overtop of you, strands of his black hair flopping over his forehead, plump lips parted as he grunted breathlessly, and veins pressing out against the skin of his neck as he held himself up effortlessly by his own arms. The sight of him alone could’ve made you finish.

“Wonho… Ugh, yes, harder, please!” you encouraged him, and he happily obliged.

“You look so pretty like this… laid out underneath me so I can fuck you nice and hard. Do you like it like this?”

You tried nodding, but he stopped all movement in his hips impatiently. “Use your words princess.” he demanded, smirking down at you.

“Yes! I love you fucking me like this, just please don’t stop again…” you begged, desperately rubbing your hips against his in an attempt to regain some friction.

“That’s my girl.” he chuckled, catching you off guard when he started ramming his hips up into yours again. “So good for me. So nice and tight….”

You moaned as you felt your orgasm coming on. You were already close to the edge when he started fucking you, so you knew you wouldn’t last long. “Wonho, I’m so close I can feel it…”

“Go ahead baby, cum for me.” he whispered into your ear before biting the lobe, his hot breath steaming up your neck. With his blessing, you let your orgasm wash over you, crying out as he continued thrusting into you. You were practically ripping his hair out, but he loved the feeling.

“That’s right, who makes you feel this good?” he asked, grabbing one of your breasts in his hand.

“You do, Wonho. Only you.” you told him as you came down from your high.

“Fuck baby, that was so hot…. I’m gonna finish soon, where should I put it?”

“I’m on the pill, so you can cum inside.” you whispered in his ear.

That was all he needed to hear before his pace started going faster and harder than ever. He was fucking you straight into the couch, grunting with each thrust.

“F-fuuuck I can’t, I’m gonna-ugh!” he cried out before he came, continuing to ride out his high until all of it was emptied out inside of you. He collapsed against your chest, then crawled up to place a soft kiss on your lips. “That was wonderful Y/N.”

“You’re telling me.” you sighed, throwing your arms up above your head in fatigue. You couldn’t stop the smile that crept onto your face as he loomed overtop of you.

“What?” he asked, propping his face up on his elbows and mirroring your grin.

You brought a hand up to fix his hair, then let it rest on his cheek before explaining. “I just can’t believe this is all real. It feels too good to be true.”

He chuckled, placing his hand over yours and linking your fingers through each other’s. “I promise you that it is.”

“Do you wanna stay the night?” you asked. He nodded enthusiastically, then hopped up from the couch to scoop you up in his arms, bridal style.

“Where’s the bedroom?” he laughed, charging down the hallway while you held onto him for dear life. This man was either going to be the death of you or your salvation, and you couldn’t quite tell yet as he threw you down on your bed. He quickly put you under the blankets and curled up next to you. He seemed more excited for the after sex cuddles than the sex itself, you thought as he wrapped his arms around you. With you facing him, he relaxed with you in his embrace. You guys talked for hours, until you both fell asleep holding each other.

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The next morning, you rolled over to wake up as you normally did, bumping right into the huge man that you forgot had stayed the night with you. He stirred from his position on his stomach, clutching the pillow to his face.

“Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you up!” you giggled, switching to your side to face him.

“It’s alright,” he reassured you with a small smile, stretching out a bit before also flipping around to lay on his side. He was truly a vision first thing in the morning. His hair was messy, his eyes were dark, and his cheeks were lightly tinted a warm shade of pink.

“Did you sleep well?” he asked, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“I did actually, thank you for asking.” you chirped. “Did you?”

“Mm-hm.” he nodded contentedly. He was looking into your eyes as if you were the most important thing in the world to him at that moment. Suddenly, he leaned down to kiss your forehead. Before he could pull back all the way, you put a hand to his jaw and stole a quick kiss on the lips. He leaned forward to get more of you after you had already pulled away, making you laugh.

“Get back here.” he groaned playfully, grabbing you and pulling you back towards him. You pressed your hands to his chest and gave him a deeper, more passionate kiss.

“You make me so happy Y/N.” he told you after you were back to cuddling.

“You make me feel a lot of things, Wonho.” you chuckled, grabbing his hand and intertwining your fingers. You guys fiddled with each others’ hand while the conversation went on.

“Is one of those things… that you’d like to have me as your boyfriend?” he asked, a hopeful glint in his eye.

You pretended to think it over for a minute. You put your finger to your chin and furrowed your brow comically, humming to yourself over and over as you feigned contemplation.

“Y/N, please, I’m dying over here!” he pleaded, shaking your shoulders a bit. “Will you be my girlfriend?”

“I would love to.” you finally answered.

His face broke out into such a big, happy smile before he kissed you again. He then leaned back to look at you, running a thumb along your cheek. “I am gonna make you so happy. I promise.”

“I’m looking forward to it, hunk-sickle.” you replied, placing your forehead against his. You couldn’t be more happy that you got over your fears and let him convince you to go out with him. Your friends were right, it really would have been like punishing yourself if you didn’t.

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Baby Kicks ~ Lee Hoseok

His smile softened as Hoseok returned from the gym, walking straight through into the bedroom. Your figure was laid in the middle of the bed, fast asleep as you clutched on tightly to the cushion that was in your hold, at last getting some rest after what had been another restless night.

After dropping his bag to the floor, Hoseok’s slow footsteps moved towards the bed, perching down on the end of it. His eyes never stopped looking at you as he lowered himself down, placing his hand gently over the top of your bump.

“You look comfy,” Hoseok smiled, whispering down to you to make sure that he didn’t disturb you. “And so does this little one, for once,” he gently sniggered, feeling nothing from your bump.

His hand slowly began to run along your bump as your baby remained settled. After a long few nights of constantly being disturbed by your baby kicking away at you, to not feel anything was quite nice for Hoseok. He was glad to see your eyes finally closed, with a weak smile of content on your face too.

“Is this you for the night?” Hobi laughed, noticing how late it was, only to feel a kick against his bump in reply to his question, switching his glance to look at you.

“Ouch,” you mumbled, feeling the full force of their kick against the left of your bump.

Hoseok’s hand moved away as your eyes slowly opened, giving you a bit of space. A sigh of relief came from you as you noticed that Hoseok was home, shuffling onto your back as your hand moved against the top of your bump too, trying to ease the discomfort a little.

“That kick might have been my fault,” Hoseok admitted, offering you a weak smile. “I was talking, and I think they might have been responding to me,” he added, watching your head nod in reply to him.

“It’s alright,” you assured him, running your other hand over the front of your face. “I can’t sleep here all night anyway, there’s still things that need to be done tonight.”

Hoseok’s head shook as soon as you went to sit up, pushing you back down. “There’s nothing that needs to be done right now, there’s plenty of time to wait. You’re comfortable, for once, let’s make the most of it for a little while, shall we?”

His hands moved to your side, helping you move a little bit across to the side. Once you were on your side of the bed, Hoseok laid himself down too, kicking his feet up before extending his arm out for you to roll across and move tightly into his side.

A kiss was pressed to the top of your head as you made yourself comfortable on Hoseok’s shoulder, sighing in relief at how cosy you felt once again.

“If they kick again, I’ll be here to take care of you,” Hoseok whispered down to you, encouraging you to try and close your eyes again. As you did, his hand moved straight back down to rest against the top of your bump, feeling for any kicks that arrived. “It’s important that you sleep as much as you possibly can these days.”

A hum of agreement came from you in reply to Hoseok. “It won’t be long before the two of us are both having sleepless nights, not just me anymore,” you laughed, hearing a groan come from above where you rested.

It was the one part of parenthood that hadn’t quite sunk in for Hoseok just yet. “What am I going to do having to get up at various points of the morning?” Hoseok asked, feeling your shoulders shrug back at him.

Your eyes opened, looking back up at him. “You can get up at ridiculous hours to go to the gym,” you reminded him, “I’m sure you can get up for a crying baby too.”

His hand poked against your hip as you spoke, shaking his head back across at you. As much as he loved to joke, deep down Hoseok knew that he was more than happy to do whatever it took not only to take care of you, but also to take care of your baby when they arrived, making sure that he was the best dad possible.

Just as the two of you fell silent, another kick came to the left of your bump, making Hoseok jump. “It seems they don’t want us to be quiet,” he joked, bringing yet another chuckle from you too, wriggling slightly to get comfortable once again.

The sound of Hoseok’s voice was something that you knew your baby loved, most of the time when he started speaking, some sort of reaction followed. He never liked to believe it, convinced you were just being nice, but you could tell there was something about him that got to them.

“They probably just want to hear you,” you told Hoseok, catching his head shaking out of the corner of your eye. “It always seems to be your voice that gets them kicking you know.”

“Maybe they’re just being nice,” he suggested, “we’re already raising a nice baby Y/N, that’s it.”

Your eyes rolled at how humble he still tried to act around you, seeing the smile on his face that let you know just how excited he was deep down. It was something that Hoseok failed to hide at the best of the times, but especially when it came to your baby.

It had surprised a lot of people just how invested he was in your pregnancy, and just how much he sacrificed too. You had lost count of the number of sessions at the gym he missed in order to take care of you when you were struggling, or how many times he had bailed on friends because he knew that he was needed more at home, preferring to spend the night cuddled up with you and getting some rest.

Everything that Hoseok did whilst you were pregnant had you excited for how things would be once your baby arrived. It was obvious to everyone that they already had Hoseok wrapped around their little finger, without even doing a thing.

Although others liked to tease him, you couldn’t help but feel lucky. There were thousands of little things that he did for you, even now, you knew that he had other things he needed to do, but instead he decided to stay and hold onto you.

“You know that I’m not going to let you move now, don’t you?” You asked Hoseok.

“I had a feeling that this would be us for the night,” he chuckled back in response to you, “as long as you’re comfortable though, I don’t mind.”

“Are you sure?” You questioned, “don’t you want to go and do the things that you usually do once you get home from the gym?”

Hoseok’s head shook in reply to your question firmly, a wide smile on his face. “None of that’s really that important to me, the one thing that’s important is making sure that you’re resting, and that you’re comfortable.”

“I’m definitely feeling comfortable laying right here with you,” you assured him.

“That’s all that matters them,” he smiled, pressing a kiss against your forehead. “We can stay here all night long, there’s no need to do anything else.”

“What about turning the light off?” You jokingly asked him.

“I’ll move for a minute, and then I promise that I’ll be back.”

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Lee Ho Seok (Solo) Reacting to his Lover Asking for an Oral

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Today I decided to test a new kind of a reading and that being a reaction to something. It's only a first attempt so I might improve this and that in the future but I feel pretty happy about the result now.

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Reading Info:

Rating: 18+

Reading Type: Single - Couple

Requested: Yes - No

Deck: Tarot of the Divine

Spread: Tarot Reaction

Questions:

Wonho reacting to his lover asking for an oral

Full Name: Lee Ho Seok

Stage Name: Wonho

Group: Solo Artist

Lee Ho Seok

(Wonho - Solo, former Monsta X)

Deck: Tarot of the Divine

Spread: Tarot Reaction

Cards: 8 of Wands, X The Wheel of Fortune, XV The Devil

Interpretation:

Nobody would be more keen than Wonho when his lover asks him to give them an oral. The very moment they mention it, Wonho is already undressing them and dropping down to his knees. This is something he loves and he's excited to go downtown on his partner and there's nothing that could stop him at that moment. Wonho is likely to put his muscles to a good use as well and toss and turn and lift his lover up in order to give them the best pleasure of their life. He's likely to lift them up so he can drink them like a glass of water. Wonho might lose it a little to be honest. He's likely to get slightly addicted to the taste of his lover. They should better accept their faith because Wonho isn't stopping after one round. He's going to make his lover cum over and over again, till he eats them out properly and makes them all wrecked and trembling. And that's probably only the 'foreplay' for him and the night is getting started.

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Wonho Have A Crush On You

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Believe me He is a very very soft boy, even though he look strong and intimidating sometimes but hey when it's come to you (a.k.a his crush) he will be so soft. Like very very very soft.

This man can't take all the cuteness and how perfect you are on his eyes, he will not hide it in front of his friends. He tell them how perfect are you and he'll gonna make you his soon. But in reality he don't think he can do that because he NERVOUS AF.

But yeah he trying to dress well, looking good in front of you. He kinda do some fashion show to get your attention, it may work because you need to admit that he look very very good.

And well he will make some drama such as bump into you or maybe asking you some place he pretends that he don't know. He will play it smoothly, become so friendly with you and ta da you guys become closer.

This gonna be harder for him because he glue on your side everytime and this make him fall for you deeper. He will think about this whole week before he decided to let it out, even though he scare you will reject him but he can't stay silent like this

And here he is, nervously sit in front of you while his hand holding your. Trying his best to talk properly until he finally let out "I love you so much, would you be my girlfriend?" As red as tomatoes that's how his face look like now, you giggle because he look so adorable when he nervous and you better tell him that you like him too.

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Danger (M)

Pairing: Hoseok (Wonho) x reader

Word Count: 4k

Warnings: There aren’t any, at least not in this chapter.

Genre: A bit of Smuts | bits of angst | Fluff

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“Sometimes you can’t explain what you see in a person. It’s just the way take you to a place where no one else can.”

It’s crazy how much one person can affect you. The moment he moved next door, you always had a feeling that he was going to impact you in ways you wouldn’t seem to understand. He was new to the neighborhood and the only thing you seem to know is only his name... You might not know a single thing about the boy... But that’s what pulls you closer to the boy...

Part of his mystery is how he is calm in the storm and anxious in the quiet. 

Part 1~

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“Come on, I swear you’re always finding any excuse you can just to stay indoors. I mean don’t you think it’s time to come out of your little shell and live a little?” Your best friend Mi Sun continued saying as she grabbed a hold of your hand trying to pull you off the front step of your house and you sighed.

“It’s not that I don’t want to go out... It’s just...” At this point, you were out of excuses. You were pretty sure you used every excuse there is in the damn book.

“Nope, see you can’t say anything now.” Just as Mi Sun grabbed a hold of your hand and tried to pull you up, you two suddenly stopped when you suddenly noticed a moving truck approaching the two of you... For a second you thought it was about to park right in front of your house but it parked right next door.

“I didn’t know you were getting new neighbors,” Mi Sun says, staring at the trunk right next door and you looked at her and shrugged.

“I had no idea either...” You have been living in your neighborhood for who knows how long, however, you never seemed to ever properly meet your neighbors or ever properly introduce yourself. That kind of thing only happens in movies.

“Anyways! Please just for today? I swear it will be fun... I wouldn’t invite you if I was going to make you suffer.” She had a point but you weren’t convinced. You just stared at your best friend.

She managed to make you stand up. You began to follow behind her but suddenly you changed your mind again.

“Look, no matter how many times you tell me to go out... I just won’t ever be convinced.” You said patting your best friend on the shoulder and she sighed.

You tried to walk off until you noticed your best friend picking up the newspaper that was left in front of your house and she tried to throw it at you however it went past you instead and hit a stranger.

“MI SUN!” You shouted and the stranger immediately turned over after the newspaper hit the back of his head and looked in your direction.

SHIT! What just happened? What did you miss? You quickly ducked as if you were able to hide from the stranger your best friend just hit, however, there wasn’t a bush, not even a fence covering you.

“What the hell do we do now?” You asked your best friend and she awkwardly laughed.

“We could apologize... or we can... RUN!” She shouts and runs off. At that point, you were left abandoned and alone. Is this girl serious? She was the one who threw the newspaper in the first place!

You looked over at your door and you were planning to hide in there however it was far too late for that...

“I’m assuming this is yours,” you lifted your head, and at that moment when you made eye contact with the stranger, you quickly lifted yourself off the ground and awkwardly looked at the stranger.

“Uh... Yeah... About that...” How the hell were you the one apologizing for something you didn’t even do in the first place? What is this?

“That newspaper wasn’t for you... It was actually for me... I know that sounds crazy but my best friend was here and she meant to throw it at me but you were in the way and..” At that moment you realized you were blabbing on and on while doing this... You basically told the cute stranger he was in the way... SMOOTH.

“NO! not that you were in the way! I meant to say you were standing in the wrong place at the wrong time,” you said trying to clear the air and although you felt like you fucked up at the very moment, the stranger just simply smiles.

“Well, now as your neighbor I should be more cautious with where I stand,” you left such a great impression on a neighbor who was just moving next door.

“I’m sorry,” you blurted out and he smiled. He was about to say something until...

“Hyung!” He turned his head and then back at you.

“Until next time,” he says looking at you, and walks off. Wait, that was it? Were you not going to learn his name or something? Are you supposed to call him neighbor this whole time?

You turned right around and looked right at your house and walked as fast as you could as you looked down. That’s right you were doing the walk of shame... Your best friend was going to pay for this.

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Why was he suddenly moving into your neighborhood? Did he not like where he was living or was he possibly running away from something? You quickly shook your head and snapped out of your thoughts.

After that mini incident that happened in the morning, for some strange reason you were suddenly curious to know what his name is. You didn’t understand why... It’s not like you were going to see him again but still...

You snapped out of your thoughts until you suddenly felt your phone vibrating right next to you. You got hold of your phone and noticed your best friend was calling you.

What does she possibly want? You picked up your phone and brought your phone to your ear. You didn’t even want to talk to her, especially after today’s incident. However, you were still going to pick up the call just because she has dealt with you for a long time.

“What?” You answered the call and you could hear her sigh from the other side of the phone.

“I'M SORRY!” She better be sorry... She made you embarrass yourself to your soon-to-be neighbor... And not only is he your neighbor but did you mention that part that he was CUTE... Ugh, must the universe be against you?

“You know because of you, I had to apologize for something I didn’t even do.” You began to complain especially because you don’t say sorry for just anyone but you knew your best friend wasn’t surprised. She should have seen this coming from the beginning.

“Again I’m sorry... What can I do to make this up?” Well, you couldn’t make her apologize however you were sure to come up with something eventually for her to do.

“I don’t know, but for now... Are you trying to possibly get me bubble tea?” You asked your best friend who currently worked at a bubble tea shop and you could hear her giggle.

“You got it,” after that being said the both of you exchanged byes and you were now laying in bed bored out of your mind.

You got up from the bed trying your hardest not to take a mini nap and walked over to your window. By the time you arrived at the window, you noticed that the new neighbor you happened to meet, not by choice, was still removing things off of his truck.

You could be a kind neighbor and go ask if he possibly needs some help but to be honest you weren’t that kind of person to just walk up to strangers... Second of all, who even does that... You weren’t in some movie where you suddenly become nice to a stranger. Plus your mother always told you not to talk to strangers. And last but not least, although he didn’t show that he didn’t like you... He probably hates your gut just because he thinks you threw something at his damn head...

Just from the thought of what happened earlier you couldn’t help but shake your head and feel embarrassed for something you didn’t do...

You were so lost in your thoughts, you didn’t even notice that you were so caught up with staring at your new neighbor until you have no idea how but something made you snap back into reality.

You shook your head and as you continued to stare out the window you noticed the guy... The new neighbor was staring right at you. Shit.

Your eyes widened and since you were in the middle of panicking without thinking twice you grabbed a hold of the currents and closed them right in front of you and you quickly backed away from the window and walked over to your bed.

One job... You had one job but you completely ruined that...

He now probably thinks you have this crush on him or maybe worse... He must think that you’re like a low-key stalker... Whatever the case is... He probably looked at you weirdly and that was because of everything that happened today...

He probably thinks he lives next to a complete freak but can you blame the guy?

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After low-key having a meltdown from embarrassing yourself so damn much in front of a cute neighbor of yours yesterday, you tried to move past that and decided to escape your cocoon for the day and go out.

The moment you stepped out of your house, you would be lying if you were to say you were trying your hardest to stay calm and hope that you didn’t happen to bump into your new neighbor.

You already embarrassed yourself yesterday and today is a whole new day.

As you began to walk everything was fine till suddenly you heard laughing coming from the right. You didn’t want to look just because of the fear you had it was the neighbor.

So instead of looking in that direction, you opened up your purse and tried to look for your pair of headphones. At last, when you got a hold of them, you quickly plugged them into your phone and made sure you had them on. You didn’t feel like talking to just anyone.

Although you thought you could get away with it, you suddenly feel eyes glued to you. You glanced over to your left and could feel not only the cute neighbor's eyes glued to you but someone who appeared to be his friend.  

You looked straight ahead and tried your hardest to remain calm and make it out there alive but that all seemed to change when you suddenly see a person running right in front of you.

There you instantly froze and just as you were expecting to see someone familiar however you saw a new face that was unfamiliar to you. You had no idea why this stranger was right there in front of you, however you slowly removed one headphone and continued to look at the stranger a bit confused.

The stranger smiled and you didn’t react, you continued to stand there.

“Hey sorry,” you had no idea why he was even apologizing until you took a look at his hands and there you see a ball in his hand. So he probably grabbed the ball that was probably going to hit you. Duh, now this makes complete sense why a stranger would suddenly appear right in front of you.

“Um... It’s okay, I should have been more careful if anything,” you said trying not to make the stranger feel less bad about themselves.

“No no... My friend over there just sucks at throwing,” he says pointing at your neighbor as he stares at the two of you talking.

“Right...” That was all you managed to say and you didn’t know if now was the time you were about to awkwardly walk away but that stopped when suddenly the stranger continued to stand in front of you sparking a conversation.

“My name is Kihyun, and your name?” He asks as he stretches out his hand leaning in for a handshake.

“Uh, Y/N,” you said slowly getting a hold of his hand and at that moment the both of you made physical contact and shook hands. 

You continued to look at Kihyun and he looked like he wanted to tell you something however it wasn’t long until his name got called.

“Kihyun!” Your neighbor calls out and he looks over at him and then back at you.

“Ah, guess that’s my cue... But I hope to see you around,” he says smiling brightly and he ran off.

What does he mean to see you again? He doesn’t know a thing about you but your name... But okay. At that point, you put both headphones back into your ears and you were off to your walk.

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Hoseok’s Point of View

I have no idea what Kihyun's intentions were the moment I noticed he was talking to my neighbor but I knew I had to put a stop somehow. Every time Kihyun and I go out, I’m pretty sure I catch him flirting with different girls all the time.

“Really? Must you interrupt my moment like that?” Kihyun starts saying complaining to me but all I could do was roll my eyes.

“I move to the neighborhood and you’re already trying to make a move? I swear I can’t invite you anywhere,” I said shaking my head as I walked off but Hoseok, of course, followed behind me.

“She was pretty cute,” ah, of course, he would say that.

“You say that about every girl you see,” the both of us walked into my living room and instead of sitting on couches, we sat on the ground.

Can you tell I haven’t made myself at home yet? I was supposed to buy furniture around the house today but a change of plans.

“What lovely home you have here,” Kihyun says sitting right next to me on the ground and I shot him a glare.

“Shush, I know right now it feels empty but when I fix it up... It will look better just give me some time,” I said to Kihyun and he just shrugs and pulls out his phone.

“Anyways, what were you talking to my neighbor about?” I couldn’t help but ask Kihyun even though I already know his intentions were anywhere close to being good.

“Oh, you mean Y/N? Nothing really, you interrupted me before I had the chance to even make my move,” he says glaring at me and I looked at him.

Now that I think about it... Kihyun got to know her name before I did, isn’t that a bit sad? Who am I kidding? Of course, it’s sad.

Hm Y/N?

“Hoseok, are you listening?” I looked over at him and smiled.

“Um... No?” Kihyun shook his head in disappointment but decided to repeat himself anyways.

“Are you planning to invite her to your party?” Kihyun asks and I just shot him a glare.

The last time I had a conversation with her was when she hit me on the back of the head but we didn’t say much, honestly, I didn’t even get to know her name... She doesn’t even know my name...

“How am I supposed to invite the girl when we only spoke once?” I asked Kihyun confused but he shook his head and sighed.

“I swear I need to help you learn how to properly approach girls,” I was going to say something, however, I knew no matter how many times I tell him that I don’t need to follow his tips I can talk to any girl he was still going to lecture me.

“Whatever,”

From that point on I rose from the floor and thought maybe I should drag Kihyun along with me to go look for furniture for this house... It feels practically empty.

“Let’s go,” instead of Kihyun asking me questions he got up from the floor and followed behind me.

~

Your Point of View

This has never happened before... How on earth did you end up socializing with your neighbor... All the neighbors you have had in the past didn’t know who you were. Also, you never knew a single thing about them besides the fact that they live right next to you. No matter how many chances you or your neighbors had to “introduce each other” it just never happened and you were okay with that...

But now that you have this new neighbor it seems like you were going to see him around a lot more than you intend to and you already embarrassed yourself from the start because of your best friend.

“Lord please help me make it alive,” you spoke to yourself as you walked into a coffee shop.

You were hoping after today that you wouldn’t see your neighbor as often as you did yesterday and today.

Hmm now that you think about it, maybe the only reason you kept seeing him was that he’s just adjusting himself to your neighborhood, however, you were sure that after earlier you probably weren’t going to see him at all...

After that being said you felt relieved.

You smiled as you walked over to the register and looked up at the menu, now what shall you get for today?

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Hoseok’s Point of View

All I wanted to do was drag Kihyun with me to go buy furniture, however instead he decided to drag me to go buy him some coffee. I always tend to wonder how on earth we even became friends... I shrugged and looked at Kihyun.

“I still don’t understand how thinking of furniture made you want coffee?” I asked looking over at Kihyun and he shrugged.

“Maybe the walk from your house to here made me thirsty,” he says trying to make me feel better, however, all I did was roll my eyes and open the door to the coffee shop.

“Do you want something?” Kihyun asks, looking right at the menu and I look at him. Wow, he was actually willing to buy me something? I should take advantage now before it’s too late.

“Yes, actually I wouldn’t mind an Americano,” Kihyun looked at me and smiled.

“Nothing? Okay, you got it,” wow did he completely ignore what I just said?

I shrugged and as I began to look around the coffee shop I looked to my right and right then and there I saw a familiar face sitting on a table on her own staring out at the window.

Right there I see my neighbor...

I have no idea if I’m going crazy and I’m imagining that she is sitting right there or she is actually in the shop... I looked away and tried to avoid making eye contact however that didn’t last long when Kihyun suddenly noticed her presence and decided to call her out her name.

“Y/N!” Oh, this boy... I don’t understand why he’s like this.

She didn’t bother looking. Is she ignoring him? Because if she is... Smart girl.

“Y/N,” Kihyun called out again and I continued to stare at her as she looked out the window. I mean if I were the girl I would probably ignore him too, but as I continued to look in her direction I noticed that she had headphones on. Ah...

I glanced over at Kihyun and noticed him suddenly giving up trying to capture her attention and walked over to the register to order our drinks.

To be honest, I’m a little surprised to see Kihyun act so calmly about all of this, however, I would rather not question him.

~

Your Point of View

You had no idea what you were supposed to do on your day off. You don’t socialize with others and you rather stay indoors and watch movies than go out and party.

As you enjoyed drinking your ice coffee you pulled out your phone and had no texts or calls. Hmm well seems like your plans involved blankets, food, and time to be with yourself. The moment you put your phone down, you looked up and jumped as you saw an unexpected figure standing there.

You slowly removed your headphones and stared at the same guy you bumped into earlier... Kihyun.

“Wow, I never expected it to take this long to get your attention,” Kihyun says, grabbing a chair right in front of you and sitting down and you just stare at him.

Wait, did you tell him to sit? Wait, does he think you guys are friends? You were beyond confused however you have no idea what to say or what to do.

“Um... Sorry I was kind of listening to music,” you said, lifting your earbuds.

Kihyun grabbed a hold of your headphone that you removed and placed it in his ear.

“What are you listening to?”

Before you could say anything you stopped when another figure approached the table. You looked over and saw your neighbor... The one you don’t happen to know what his damn name is...

“Oh no,” you thought you said in your head, however you said it a bit louder than you expected. Kihyun and the guy looked right at you.

“You see what you’ve done Hoseok,” Kihyun blurts out and at last you finally figured out the name of your damn neighbor, however, the moment you did you realized you just opened your mouth and now he probably assumes you hate him which that wasn’t the case.

“What did I do?” Hoseok asks, staring directly at you confused yet offended at the way you reacted when you saw him and you shook your head.

“Oh uh...” You had no idea what to say so the only thing you did was stall right in front of his face.

“Hoseok, she doesn’t like you,” Kihyun says, not making the conversation any better and your eyes widen.

“W-what I didn’t say that,” you quickly corrected him and Kihyun just smiled.

“What did I do?” Hoseok asks, ignoring the fact that you just said you did not say you didn’t like him...

You didn’t know anything about Hoseok so you couldn’t say that you hated the boy, however, you didn’t understand him and you thought he hated you just because he probably thinks you tried to hit him on purpose however you didn’t have a reason to even hit the guy.

“What?” You blurted out and Kihyun laughed.

To be honest, you had no idea where this conversation was even going, however, you didn’t care, right now all you wanted to do was get up and exit yourself from the scene.

“Mind if we join you,” Kihyun asks even though he was already sitting right in front of you. However, instead of answering, you got up from your seat and grabbed a hold of your drink.

“Actually I um... I should probably get going, I promised my best friend that I was going to meet her up,” that was a complete lie however you were going to do anything you could to leave the scene.

“Do you have friends?” Hoseok suddenly blurts out and questions you out of the blue and it wasn’t long until you looked over at him and felt offended.

You understand why he suddenly decided it was best if he made a comment, however you weren’t trying to be rude to him if Kihyun was sabotaging the situation... You were planning to say something to Hoseok but you realized there was no point.

You turned around and walked off. Whatever... Hoseok can have the last word for now...

~

Hoseok’s Point of View

I have no idea why Y/N would possibly hate me. I mean I just moved right next door and this girl already hates my guts... She first throws something in my direction and now she’s here trying to avoid me...

“Hoseok what did you do to the poor girl?” Kihyun asks, looking over at me and all I do is roll my eyes.

“Oh shush, I didn’t do anything....” Kihyun just rolled his eyes and began to walk off not believing a word I was telling him.

I have no idea what was happening but I mean although the girl probably hates me... For some reason it kind of made me want to be around her a bit more... Maybe just maybe I can show her I’m not going to be a bad neighbor...

But I have no idea how anything is going to turn out.

Who knows...

~

To Be Continued 

[capaimagines]

shin hoseok - couldn’t be better

Pairing: Shin Hoseok x reader | Genre: slight smut, angst & fluff | Warnings: slight impregnation kink, lies & secrets, mentions of vomiting and hospitals | WC: 2.3k

“Wonho,” You moaned out in pleasure. Your boyfriend of a few years was currently rutting into you, his pace becoming more sloppy the closer he came to his release. You dug your nails into his back, pressing your lips to his shoulder and sucking harshly to muffle your whimpers.  

He moaned into your neck once he felt your tight walls constricting against his hard length, “Y/N, I’m going to cum if you keep doing that.”

“Then cum,” You teased back.

In all honesty, you were about to as well. You could feel the walls of your cunt tightening the more his cock brushed against them. This was such a spur of the moment thing, he hadn’t put on a condom, and you weren’t on birth control yet and to be honest, it felt a lot better without one. The past few times you’d had sex, Wonho had pulled out seconds before spilling his seed. Though, you didn’t want that this time. You wanted to feel him fill you up.

“Cum inside me baby, please. Fill me up with your seed,” You whined and Wonho groaned, thrusts becoming sloppier by the second.  

“Gonna fill you up so good with my babies. Get you nice and pregnant. You’re going to swell up with my baby in you,” He grunted and after one final thrust, you were both moaning out each other’s name and riding through your highs together.

He pulled out after a few seconds and you winced at the slight overstimulation. You felt his cum pouring out of you and it made your thighs press together, though, Wonho had other plans as he pushed them apart before plunging two of his fingers inside of you, catching you off guard, “Gonna get every last drop in there, fill you up nice and good,” He teased, sucking the sweet spot between your shoulder blade and base of your neck. You wiggled at the overstimulation, but you didn’t ask him to stop until you were coming undone again, this time, unexpectedly around his fingers.

It didn’t take long for Wonho to sit up, licking his fingers clean as he smirked down at you. He leaned down, pressing his lips to yours briefly and you tasted the salty mix of yours and his seed, “That was hot,” He said and you smiled tiredly, “Let me clean you up,” He kissed your forehead and left, coming back a few minutes later with a warm rag and wiped you clean.

You snuggled closely next to him as your eyes fluttered closed, still in the aftermath of your bliss.

***

A few weeks later you noticed that Wonho was busier than ever. He was preparing a new album and had been in and out of the studio at all hours of the day. Sometimes he would spend all night there. You missed him of course, but you knew this was his passion and his calling, you had no reason to be angry at him. One morning though, you woke up to an empty bed and your stomach just didn’t feel right. You quickly sat up and sprinted to the bathroom just in time to start puking the takeout you had eaten last night into the porcelain bowl. After a few minutes, you leaned against the tub and took in a deep breath. You assumed it was the food you had eaten last night and thought nothing more of it. You called in sick to work just to give your body a rest for the day.

When Wonho returned home in the early afternoon, he was surprised to find you home and not at work, “Everything okay?” He hummed tiredly as he crawled next to you as he laid his head on your chest and lazily threw an arm around your stomach.  

You unconsciously played with his hair and nodded, “I’m fine, I think It was just some bad takeout last night.”

He frowned at your words before his eyes already closed, “I’ll sleep for a little and go get you some medicine, love.”

You chuckled and he quickly fell asleep. True to his word, when he woke up he had run down to the store to buy you some medicine before heading back to work. You took it and ate some soup and settled in for the night with a movie in bed.

***

Roughly, another two weeks went by and you were no better. You would spend the better part of your morning dry heaving over the toilet and puking up whatever your stomach had left. You started to have weird cravings for foods and drinks and from time to time, you would feel light-headed and more exhausted than normal. 

Wonho had insisted on taking you to the doctor, but you had told him that you would call a cab and not to worry, “I want to be there for you if you aren’t feeling well love,” He looked at you worriedly, “Because what if it’s something bad?”  

You shook your head at him with a small smile, kissing his cheek, “It’s just a bug, baby, trust me. Go work and don’t worry. I’ll call you if it’s anything serious,” As much as he didn’t want to let you go alone, he relented and listened to you. He had a lot to do right now and really couldn’t afford even taking just a few hours off.

At the hospital, you were checked out with a few scans and blood tests, “When was your last period dear?” The nurse asked you and you went to answer before freezing. You were supposed to have gotten your period three weeks ago, “Ma’am?” The nurse asked again, looking over to your shocked expression. You could only stare at her and she hummed, trying to give you a comforting smile, “Don’t worry. I’ll just draw some blood to make sure, okay?” You nodded and a few minutes later there were two vials of blood with your name stamped on it being sent off.

The whole time you were a mess of anxiety. You and Wonho had talked about having children. It wasn’t something he was opposed to, but he wasn’t ready for that yet. It was just a kink that was kept in the bedroom. He was still working on his solo career and didn’t have enough time to help care for a baby at the moment. You were in agreeance as sometimes your job also had odd hours due to you starting off in the fashion industry. Neither of you could properly care for a baby at this point in your lives.

“We have the results dear,” The nurse said, sending you an uneasy smile and you wanted to vomit again right then and there, “You’re pregnant. Almost a month along now,” She said slowly, “The exhaustion, dizziness, morning sickness, are all symptoms of your pregnancy. Your iron levels are extremely low as well as your blood sugar. So, we’ll have to monitor that and start you on some supplements,” Anything and everything she was saying was going in one ear and out the other.

How were you going to tell Wonho? What would he say? He probably wouldn’t even want to stay with you. He wasn’t ready for a baby and you weren’t either but now it was here and you were going to have one in just eight months. After sending you on your way and giving you some supplements, you mindlessly stared out the window as you sat in the cab on the way home.

When Wonho returned late that night, you were already asleep and he frowned. You hadn’t called him after your follow up appointment, so, he assumed that it was just a bug and he was panicking for no reason. He loved you; he couldn’t help but worry. Not wanting to wake you, he lightly kissed your cheek and fell asleep beside you.

The next morning, you woke up and before you could be happy at the fact Wonho was actually home for once in the morning, you jumped out of bed and sprinted to the bathroom. Emptying the contents of your stomach, you felt Wonho come pull your hair back and rub your back, kneeling behind you, “I think this is more than a bug love,” He murmured after you seemed to be done.

You weakly smiled at him, leaning back into his chest, “Just a bug,” You sighed out.  

He didn’t believe you this time, he knew you were lying. He wasn’t stupid. He might not be home as much as he usually is, but he knew the signs. Feeling sick for most of the morning, sometimes the late afternoon. Your weird craving for pickles and peanut butter. The exhaustion and dizziness. He also remembered you hadn’t asked him to go out and buy you tampons this month and he knew you were running low. He didn’t track your period, but he had a general idea of when it should be.  

“I think I just need to sleep some more,” You mumbled, already half asleep in his lap.

As much as he wanted to question you, he would ask you when you woke up, but right now, you needed rest and he was willing to wait. He picked you up and tucked you back into bed, deciding he was staying home today to keep an eye on you. If it was what he thought it was, you two needed to talk. Your phone started ringing loudly on the bedside table and he quickly reached over, silencing it.

He wasn’t going to answer, but when the hospital name flashed across the screen he had too. What if it was worse than what he assumed? What if you had some terminal illness? He stepped out of the room and answered, “Hello?”

“Hi! This is Minah from Seoul General. I was calling to speak with Y/N about setting up her two-month check-up appointment?” Wonho choked on air for a second. So, you were pregnant. He was a little angry you hadn’t told him about it. How long did you think you could hide it from him? Why did you feel you had too? He quickly set up the appointment for you and made note to remind you about it later on.

Walking back into the room, you were stirring in your sleep as you awoke and rubbed your eyes as you stared at Wonho, “Is everything okay?” You frowned. He looked a little tense and honestly, a little mad. 

 “The hospital called,” He stated and you gulped, feeling your stomach churn.  

“O-oh,” You stuttered, averting your gaze to the neutral-colored blanket.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” He asked, sitting at the other end of the bed. You felt guilt rise up in your chest and your eyes start to water a little, “This could have been serious, Y/N!” His voice was a little louder now, “She said to make sure you’re taking the supplements because your levels are low! I haven’t seen you take anything yet!”

You looked up at him with glassy eyes and sniffled, “I-I have been taking them. I promise. Just when you a-aren’t around,” Wonho sighed in frustration, tossing your phone on the bed. You bit down harshly on the inside of your cheek. This was it. He was going to leave you now. He couldn’t have a baby.

“Gosh, I wish you would’ve told me sooner so I could have talked to the label about the next steps,” You looked up at him, a little surprised. Next steps means he didn’t want to leave you, right? There’s no way Wonho would ask his label how to break up with his pregnant girlfriend.  

“N-next steps?” You questioned, confused.

He nodded, grabbing your hand, “When to tell the fans, the time off I’m going to need. Then there’s telling our friends and our families. Oh!  My mom’s going to want to throw you a huge baby shower! And do you really think I’m letting you go to the doctors appointments on your own? I need to be a little selfish here. That’s my son or daughter too!”

You couldn’t form words. You were almost positive that he wasn’t going to take the news well; that he was going to leave you. That you were going to be a single mom and struggling to make ends meet, “Earth to Y/N,” He waved his hand in front of your eyes.  

You blinked at him, “Y-you’re not going to leave me?”

He looked taken aback by your words and a little hurt, “Why would I do that?” A tear fell from your eyes and he was quick to wipe it away, pulling you into his lap and wrapping his arms around you. 

“I thought you wouldn’t want to be with me anymore! You said you weren’t ready for a baby. I’m not ready!” You cried.

He kissed the crown of your head, eyes filled with nothing but love and adoration for you, “We aren’t prepared, yes,” He started, pushing your chin up to meet his gaze, “It’s not the ideal time, but things happen, baby. I can’t wait to be a father and you’re going to make an amazing mother. I’d never leave you for that. Never. You’re stuck with me now for basically ever.”

You laughed at that and he smiled, pecking your lips, “We’ll figure it out, together,” You nodded, leaning back into his chest and lacing your fingers together, “Now,” he said, picking you up and carrying you to the living room, “We can start preparing!” You looked at him, confused. He wanted to start already? You hadn’t even eaten yet, “Baby names!”

You smiled as he pulled up Naver on his laptop and started typing in the search bar.  You sat next to him, leaning your head on his shoulder as he talked animatedly.

Why you ever doubted him in the first place was a mystery to you. You’d never make that mistake again.

[kpop---scenarios]

A Virtual Romance

Pairing: Wonho x Reader

Warning: Smut, Fluff

Word Count: 4.9k

Commissioned by: @blueblondewonhoishot

A/N: I hope you enjoy!!

With fame comes money and popularity, but fame and money don't always bring happiness. 

"Wonho?" 

"Wonho? Please tell me you're not still sleeping?" 

Wonho groans to himself at the sound of his name on repeat, as he stretches his legs out in bed. He quickly huddles under his blankets, covering his face with his pillow, hoping that if he lays really still, his manager won't be able to find him. 

He didn't want to do anything today, besides lay in bed with his curtains closed and his room pitch black. He was feeling blue, not that he didn't have things to be thankful for because he absolutely did. His fans, his friends and family, he wouldn't be where he is now without them, but the fact that he hadn't been able to find that special someone yet, took a toll on his heart. 

Wonho wanted to have that person to call with good news or bad, to go home too and cuddle on the couch, instead of entering an empty apartment every night. Shit began to get depressing, especially seeing his idol friends happily in relationships. He wanted that, but it didn't seem like it was going to happen for him. No matter what he did, or who he met, whether or not it was another idol or a non idol, in some way, they only wanted to use him for his fame. It was exhausting. He was exhausted and sad. 

"Wonho!" His manager groans, ripping the pillow and blanket off of him. "You have your video chats in 15 minutes! Get up. Up, up, up." He says, grabbing onto Wonho's arm and trying to pull him out of bed. Wonho easily shrugged him off, sitting up in his bed and rubbing his face. He knew what he needed to do, plaster on the smile and act like he was thriving and ready to take on the world, but inside he felt like he was slowly suffering while dying. 

"Yeah, okay, let's get it done." He smiles widely before shuffling to his bathroom. 

10 minutes later, he was ready. He had a smile plastered on his face as he sat down in front of the computer, make-up artists and hair stylists poking at him, trying to make him look less like himself and more like an airbrushed version of himself. 

"Your first call is with a girl named Maya." His manager tells him. 

Wonho lets out a few deep breaths as they begin to connect the call. Suddenly a blonde-haired, blue eyed girl appears on the screen, grinning at Wonho. "Oh my god, I cannot believe it's you! I love you so much, you're so amazing and talented." Wonho smiled at the compliments, it was nice to hear, until she continued to ramble, and started going down a dark, fantasy road.  "And god I just wanna fuck you so bad, the things that I would do to that body of yours, first of all I would.." She rambles off before Wonho's manager quickly ends the call, leaving Wonho sitting there with his eyes wide. He lets out a breath with a chuckle and a sigh, shaking it off before getting ready for the next call, there's always at least one like that in every batch of calls. 

Over the next hour or so, he had conversations with different girls and boys from all over the world. It had always been a fascination of his to hear the different accents and languages that were spoken world wide, he truly loved it and truly loved meeting people and becoming a version of online friends with his fans. 

"The last call is a girl named Y/N." His manager says, setting him up for the final video call of the day. He squinted his eyes as he replayed the name over in his head. It sounded so familiar to him but for whatever reason he just couldn't put his finger on where he knew it from. As he waits for you to answer, he's looking down at his lap, fiddling with his fingers until he hears the woosh of the call being answered. He looks up, his fake smile plastered on his face, and then he sees your face, and his smile goes from fake to genuine in a split second. 

"Oh my god." You gush. "You're really you." You whisper. 

"I am really me." He laughs. He examines your face, looking from your eyes to your nose to your mouth. You looked so familiar but he could not piece it together. 

"So, Y/N, what do you like to do for fun?" He asks. 

"This is a little embarrassing." You laugh. "I make reaction videos." You admit. 

"I feel like that's where I might know you from." He laughs. "I love watching reaction videos." 

You sit back again, your mouth wide open, and finally it clicks in his head. "It's you!" He pipes up, laughing. "Reactions with Y/N!" He yells. 

"You know my channel name!?" You gasp, honestly shocked. 

"Of course! You're one of my favorite YouTubers!" He exclaims. 

You begin to slowly fan yourself as a blush spreads across your face. "I can't.. I don't..  I don't know what to say. I'm a huge fan of yours and the fact that you've watched me.." you breathe. 

"I'm a huge fan of yours." He smiles. "You're so genuine in your reactions, and I love that you're honest about things you like or don't like. You just feel real, and I like that." He smiles, looking down, a little embarrassed that he just admitted all that to you. "Your laugh is so contagious, I can't help but laugh with you when I'm watching you." He says. 

You're honestly in disbelief. You had never once imagined that anyone you did a reaction on would have watched it, let alone Wonho, who was your bias in Monsta X, and your ultimate bias all around. "I'm honored, thank you." You laugh. Wonho quickly laughs with you, his eyes sparkling as he watches you. 

"There you go again, making me smile like this." He sighs. 

The two of you talked for well over the allotted 30 minute chat you were supposed to have. When he looked down at the clock, he realized it had been almost 2 hours of the two of you talking and he knew he needed to let you go. But if he was honest, he didn't want to say goodbye to you. He felt nothing but pure happiness from you, and that was a rare thing to find in a person these days. 

"It was really nice talking to you." You tell him, grinning widely. 

"You have no idea." He sighs. "Take care Y/N." 

"You too." You finish before ending the call. 

Wonho stood up from his chair, stretching before wandering off into the living room and seeing his manager passed out on the couch, mouth open, drool seeping down his chin as he snores, and his phone ringing constantly. He reluctantly nudges his manager, startling him awake, leaving him confused for a few seconds. 

"What time is it? How was your last call?" He asks, grabbing his phone. 

"It was really good. I actually think I'm going to head into the studio, I've got an idea for a song." Wonho says, a smile coming to his face again, as he pictures your face. His manager stands there, confused still on what had happened and what was currently happening. He just shrugged his shoulders and watched Wonho leave the apartment, with a small skip in his step that hadn't been there before. 

** 

It had been a few days since Wonho's video chats, and you were still on his mind. He went back and rewatched some of your old videos before making the decision to follow your Instagram from his burner account. He couldn't get enough of you, but he also couldn't tell anyone that he had a crush on you either, which led him to this conversation he was currently having with Kihyun. 

"Come on, man! Please. I need a wingman and you're my only option!" Kihyun pleads with Wonho. 

"What about Shownu?" Wonho asks. 

"Shownu would kick my ass for even mentioning online speed dating, are you kidding me?" Kihyun chuckles. "It'll be a fun bonding time for us." He says, nudging Wonho's arm. 

"Fine, whatever, I'll do it." He sighs, knowing that Kihyun would not leave him alone until he agreed anyways. "When is this thing?" He asks. 

Kihyun clears his throat, avoiding eye contact as he mumbles. "Five minutes. Get your computer." He smiles, sitting down and opening up his own laptop. 

Wonho grumbles and groans as he gets his laptop setup for this ridiculous type of dating. He didn't want to speed date with anyone, but if it would make Kihyun shut up then he would be polite and present at it. For the next hour, Wonho struggled to make it through the five minute dates, trying so hard not to laugh at the thirsty ass women that were on this. Kihyun was having a grand ol' time, working his magic on a poor unsuspecting woman, while Wonho was barely able to maintain a conversation with any of them. 

Right before he decided to be done, the date switched, and there you were, sitting on a screen in front of him and he only had a few minutes with you.

"Hey you." He laughs, feeling your happiness radiating to him through the screen. 

"Wonho!" You screech. "What a pleasant surprise." You laugh.

"How has your evening gone?" He asks you. 

"This has been a complete disaster." You laugh, rolling your eyes. "How about you? Meet anyone great?" 

"I think I just might have." He smiles, watching you. 

The two of you talk for a few more minutes before the chat cuts to someone else. Wonho turns off his computer completely, he didn't want or need anyone, because he already had his sights set on someone spectacular.

** 

Over the next few weeks, things for Wonho were really turning around. The song he had written and sang after his first video chat with you was approved by his label, and they had all come up with a release date. He had been feeling more himself lately than he had in the longest time. You were present in his mind so much, he swore he saw you constantly. 

Last night he was in a café, he just needed a coffee before a late night in the studio, and when he walked in, there you were standing in line. Your hair looked amazing with the color it was, your outfit hugged your body in all the right ways, and your smile as you talked to your friends just lit up the room. He didn't know if he should approach you or not, so he turned around to grab his bearings, and when he turned back around, he had been approached by 5 or 6 girls, who apparently had recognized his body despite him wearing a mask, hat and a large sweater. He tried to look over them while smiling for pictures and signing autographs, but you were suddenly gone and he kicked himself for missing his chance to talk to you. 

** 

Y/N POV 

You stood in the coffee shop talking to your friend, but immediately noticed the man who was attempting to go unnoticed. You didn't know how no one had currently recognized him, but that was fine with you. You wanted to go and talk to him, the last few times he had looked so happy and at peace while you chatted, and you didn't want to seem like a narcissist but you felt like it might have had something to do with you. 

"I'll be right back." You whisper to Irene, taking your eyes off Wonho for a moment, to look at her before looking back over at him. In the literal seconds you had taken your eyes off him, a group of girls had already surrounded him, begging for pictures and autographs. Feeling slightly upset, you grabbed your coffee, said goodbye to your friend and walked out of the shop, not noticing the set of eyes that were frantically searching for you. 

You take a sip of your coffee, looking down at your phone, until you actually ram into someone, dumping your coffee all over the white shirt. 

"Shit, shit." You spit. "I'm so fucking sorry, Jesus christ I'm a clutz." You groan, rummaging through your purse to find something - anything to clean the shirt with. 

"Y/N?" You hear. You look up to the smiling face of your ex boyfriend, Kim Soo-Hyun. 

"Oh." You whisper. "Well now I don't feel even remotely bad." You say, putting your stuff back in your purse before walking away from him. 

"Wait!" He calls out. "Y/N please wait." He yells. 

You stop in your tracks, cursing the fact that he still had any sort of hold over you. You turn around to face him, he looks guilty and you feel bad, which you most definitely shouldn't. 

"I'd like to talk, and just clear some things up, if you'd let me." He says. 

You want to say no. You desperately want to give him the finger with a giant smile on your face, but you can't. You're not that type of person. When you love, you love hard, and you still care even though he fucked you in more ways than the good kind. 

"Fine." You sigh. 

He grins as he walks towards you. "Shall we go here?" He asks, pointing to an exclusive restaurant, not to mention an expensive one. 

"Uhhh." You begin.  

"On me." He says. 

"On you? Well shit, let's go then." You say, walking into the fancy place, that you were very clearly underdressed for. 

This dinner did not quite go as you had thought it would. Soo-Hyun apologized profusely for cheating on you and admitted to quite a few more infidelities that he had committed. You were shocked, but honestly not at all surprised. You had been warned from the beginning of your relationship that he was a playboy, but you stupidly thought that you would be able to be the one to change him. 

Look how well that turned out. 

"I'm confessing.. because." He smiles, reaching his hand across the table to grab yours. "I want you back, Y/N. You were the best thing to happen to me, and I miss you, I miss us." 

You quickly, without thought pull your hand away from him, scoffing at him with a disgusted look on your face. "You didn't seem to miss us when you were literally sticking your dick into multiple someone else's, so you know what? I'm good. I know what I deserve, and it's a lot more than you." You tell him, shoving your chair back, standing up and walking out of there without an ounce of regret. 

You went home, changed your clothes and watched a movie, nothing on your mind other than hoping to be able to run into Wonho again soon. 

** 

WONHO POV

He sat on his couch a week after he had seen you in the coffee shop, flipping through one of his favorite magazines to read gossip in. He always found it so hilarious the shit that they came up with, which 98% of the time was all lies. 

ACTOR KIM SOO-HYUN SPOTTED GETTING COZY WITH MYSTERY GIRL. 

Wonho read the title, looked at the picture and his heart sank as he saw you sitting there with Soo-Hyun, his hand in yours. He hadn't realized that you were in a relationship, had he known, he would have most definitely backed off and not been so direct and flirty with you. He felt guilty, but also sad. He knew he needed to get himself to forget you, but he didn't know how. Although he knew a few people who could help him in his time of need. 

That night Wonho walked into the club followed by Kihyun, Jooheon and Changkyun. They immediately went to the bar, grabbing a couple of drinks before heading over to the VIP section to enjoy their night. From the second they had walked in, Changkyun had already pegged four women who were interested in the group. 

Honestly, his skill amazed Wonho. Changkyun was a talented motherfucker. 

"So.." One of the girls giggles as she cuddles up to Wonho. "You workout a lot, huh?" She squeals. 

"I do, yep." He answers, taking a swig of his beer. He looked around him, and they're all engaged with the girls they're with and he wishes he could be like that but fuck, he still can't get you off of his mind. 

"I like big muscles." She purrs, grabbing onto his bicep. 

Wonho looks out into the crowd, and there you stand. In a dress that looks like it was made just for you, your hair looks gorgeous along with your makeup that works perfectly with your skin tone. He's left breathless, speechless but he feels like he can't do anything but watch you from afar. 

Y/N POV 

You lock eyes with him, and smile. Until you see the woman on his arm, and then you feel a little pang of hurt in your heart but you remember that the two of you are not in a relationship, did you really have any room to be hurt? He was a single man and could do as he pleased, but you wished he did what he pleased with you. 

You still wanted to say hi to him, so you walked over, taking a deep breath. The security guard stops you, until Wonho waves you in. Kihyun, Jooheon and Changkyun had stopped what they were doing to watch this interaction, considering they had no idea who the fuck you were. 

"Hey." Wonho says, the girl is still on his arm. 

"Hi." You say back, regretting your decision. 

"So, congratulations I guess on your relationship with Soo-Hyun." He says, clearing his throat. 

"What relationship?" You ask, clearly confused, and wondering how Wonho knew about Soo-Hyun.

"I saw the article in Dispatch magazine." He says. You immediately pull out your phone to search dispatch, and sure enough, there it is. Soo-Hyun and you, his hand on yours. 

"He's my ex." You begin. "He asked me to dinner so he could explain, he wanted me back but I said no." You say. 

Wonho stands up. 

"You're not with him?" He clarifies. 

"No. I'm not." You admit. 

Wonho smiles as the girl from before wanders

over. 

"So.. does this mean I don't have a shot?" She asks. 

You look at Wonho, grab his collar and pull him in close to you, you press your lips to his. She scoffs and walks off, and you break the kiss, laughing at how annoyed she had gotten. Wonho stares at you in disbelief, and in that moment, you felt extremely embarrassed. Clearly you made a mistake, and everything that you thought was just in your head. 

"Oh.. my god. I'm so sorry." You whisper. "I have to go. I'm sorry." You say again, quickly leaving the area. Wonho was frozen to his spot for a second before he realized you had left. He tried to search for you, but you had disappeared into the crowd. 

He should have kissed you back. 

** 

You sat with your head in your hands, rocking back and forth as you replayed the kiss in your head, over and over again. You really shouldn't have done that, but you thought you were doing a good thing, but his face when you pulled away. Oh god, it'll forever be etched in your brain. 

Your phone pings, an Instagram message. 

You look at the user, and don't recognize the name, it also doesn't help that there are no pictures either.

LH-WH [1:03am]: I really wish you would have let me kiss you back, instead of running away. 

YOU [1:05am]: Who is this??

LH-WH [1:07]: Who do you think? Or are you going around kissing multiple men in the VIP section of clubs? Lol. 

YOU [1:10am]: Oh my god, I'm so sorry about that, I don't know what I was thinking. 

LH-WH [1:13am]: I liked it. Don't apologize, I wanted it to happen, I just thought I would be the one to kiss you first. 

Your heart is pounding, it feels like it's going to burst from your chest at any moment. 

LH-WH [1:15am]: Call me, please. (822)592-4000

You copy the number, barely thinking about it and press the call button. 

It rings a few times before a whispered hello comes through the line. 

"Wonho?" You ask. 

"Hey you." He whispers. "Sorry, Jooheon and Kihyun are passed out beside me, and I don't want them to wake up." He explains. 

"That's fine. Look, I'm really sorry.." you begin. 

"I told you, stop apologizing. I wanted it too." He whispers. 

Christ, even just his voice makes you wet. 

"Okay." You say with a smile, that he obviously can't see. 

"Look, I have to go out of town tomorrow for a bunch of promotions, but I'd like to Skype with you." He says. 

"Really?" You ask. 

"Of course. If you're interested." 

"Yes, absolutely." You say. 

"Good, add me on Skype, and I'll call you when I'm free, okay?" 

"Yes, okay." You grin. 

"Talk soon, beautiful." He says before hanging up the phone. 

He quickly sends you a message of his Skype name, before wishing you sweet dreams. The way you felt at the moment, you were going to be having naughty dreams about him. 

** 

Over the next few weeks, you and Wonho Skype almost everyday, talking about everything. You knew about each other's childhoods, school experiences, how you each got to where you were in life. You knew each other's favorite colors, food, hopes and dreams, aspirations, secrets, demons, fears. You felt like you knew him on an entirely different level, and you loved it. You loved feeling so close and connected to him, despite actually being so far away from each other. 

"And so that's the story of how my very first kiss was the most terrible thing I had ever experienced." You laughed. 

Wonho was practically in tears as you finished your story, struggling to let out an apology for laughing so hard at your misfortune. 

"Wow." He chuckles, wiping tears from his eyes. "That was.. something." He laughs. 

"It was." You smile. You look down on your floor, seeing somehow your phone has dropped down onto the floor. You set your computer on the bed and turned around to bend down and grab your phone. As you bent, you could hear a hiss from behind you, before Wonho let out a moan. 

You stood up to face him, and he sat there biting his bottom lip as he stared at you. 

"You okay?" You smile. 

"That was so hot." He groans. 

"What? This?" You ask, bending over in front of him again. 

"Oh god, yes." He groans. "Please stop." 

"Why? What's wrong?" You ask, tilting your head to the side. 

"You're making me so hard." He whispers. 

"Am I?" You ask. "Let me see." 

Wonho pans the camera down to his crotch, and you can see the bulge pressing against the zipper of his pants. 

"So I guess I shouldn't do this?" You ask, stripping off your shirt, revealing your bra. "Or this?" You ask, pulling down your shorts. 

"Fuck, Y/N." He groans. You can hear the zipper of his pants being pulled down. He groans loudly as he wraps his hand around his cock, pumping it slowly. 

Without a word, you unhook your bra, letting it fall to the floor. "I want to suck on your tits." He groans, pumping himself a little faster. "Fuck." 

You slide your panties off, letting them pool around your ankles before stepping out of them. You place your foot on your bed, giving him the best view before you place your finger between your lips to rub your clit. 

"You're so fucking hot." He growls, watching you intensely. 

"What do you want to do to me?" You ask, cupping your breast with your other hand, rolling your nipple between your fingers before letting it go, making him cry out. 

"I want to push open your legs, and eat your pussy until you cum over and over again. I want to shove my cock so far down your throat that tears run down your face, I want to ram my cock so deep in your pussy that I have you crying and screaming out my name all fucking night." He spits. 

"I want all that." You cry out, rubbing yourself a little fast. "I want you to make my cum with your tongue, grip your hair while you eat my pussy, I want to ride your face and soak you with my cum." 

"Fuck, baby." He groans. "You're gonna make me cum. Close your eyes, imagine I'm deep inside you as you rub your clit, pounding away at that juicy pussy of yours." He groans.

"God." You cry out, circling your hips as your fingers work. Your imagining him wrecking you, and holy fuck do you ever want it so bad. 

"That's it baby, cum for me." He growls.

Your body jolts as you cum, your eyes rolling back, as you huff, working through your orgasm. Wonho cums seconds later, cumming all over his hand and pants. 

It's quiet for a moment as you both get cleaned up, Wonho chuckles. "The first thing I do when I get home in a few days, is going to be coming to your house and fucking the shit out of you." He says. 

"I can't wait for that." You smile.

** 

A few days later, you were laying in your bed, asleep. You had left a key for Wonho under your mat, in case you were asleep because you wanted to see him as soon as he got back. You didn't hear the sound of your front door being opened, or the sound of him shuffling towards your bedroom, 

"Y/N." He whispers. You stir a little.

"Y/N." He calls again. One eye slightly pops open, and you see Wonho standing at the edge of your bed, smiling down at you. 

You quickly get out from under your covers, and go to him, wrapping your arms around him tightly. 

"I missed you." He whispers. 

"I missed you too." You say, nuzzling your face into his neck. 

You release yourself from him, letting him get undressed before he crawls into bed with you, pulling you closely to him. You were both exhausted so sleep came rather easily for the two of you. 

You weren't sure how long you had been asleep for, but when you opened your eyes, you were on your back, your shirt was pulled up and Wonho was sucking on your nipple. You let out a small moan as he lets go with a pop. 

"I want you so bad." He moans. You push him onto his back and move yourself down the bed. You pull down his boxers, letting his cock spring free. With a smile on your face, you grip the base of his cock before gently sucking on his tip. 

"Fuck." He groans. 

You slowly move your mouth down and he thrusts up, pushing his cock as far into your mouth as he can. You bring your head up, and continue to suck him off, while also jerking him. 

"You're going to make me cum." He groans, trying to get you to stop, but you don't. Finally, Wonho overpowers you, slamming you onto the bed. He pulls your panties off, spreading your legs open wide before attaching his lips to your clit and sucking hard. You buck your hips, trying to grind on his face as he moves from sucking to licking your clit, teasing you. 

"Fucking fuck me." You cry out. You were needy, you needed his cock inside of you, now. 

Wonho sits up, grabs your legs and puts them over his shoulder. He quickly thrusts himself inside of you, giving you no time to adjust. You cry out as his cock stretches you out. 

"Holy fuck." You scream as he quickly thrusts, pounding himself into you. Wonho groans loudly as he fucks you, your tight pussy feels so fucking good wrapped around his cock. He begins to rub your clit, the sounds of you both moaning, and skin slapping fills the room. "Harder." You cry out. 

Wonho rams his cock into you, over and over again, as hard as he can. Your orgasm builds quickly, making your squirm beneath him. You desperately needed to cum all over his cock. With a few more thrusts, your orgasm bursts through your body, you cry out loudly, clenching your pussy around him.

"God damn." He groans as he cums, releasing his juices inside of you, falling you up. 

He pulls out of you, laying down beside you as a mixture of his cum and your own drip from inside of you. 

"Shower?" He asks, and you nod your head. He helps you up, and you limp towards the bathroom, your pussy throbbing and sore from tonight's activities. 

You knew your relationship with him would be hard, and that he would have to be away a lot but you were okay with that. You knew that when he could, he would come home to you but until then, a virtual romance would have to suffice.

[pesiko]

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[main masterlist] [monsta x masterlist] updated 6-25-21

[noirsfantasy]

Room For Two? (Wonho)

Type: Fluff, Smut

Pairing: Lee Hoseok x Reader

Summary: As you wake up in the morning, you decide that it's the perfect time for a bath. The only thing that makes it even more perfect is your lover joining to help you "relax".

A/N: I don't usually write smut, but I'm actually proud of this. I usually cringe whenever I write smut-type stories, although I really enjoyed writing this. I hope you guys like it.

Word Count: 1,927

You stir quietly in your sleep as the sun peeks through your curtains. You squint as the light hits your eyes and turn away from the window. As you do so, you find yourself face to face with a snoozing Hoseok, who has his arm wrapped around your waist. A smile finds its way onto your face as you take in his sleeping form. He looks so at peace when he's like this.

Running a hand along his toned arm, you softly grasp his wrist, moving his arm from around you. After making sure that he's still sleeping, you slip out of bed, combing your fingers through your messy hair. You make your way to the dresser, grabbing some clothes and going into the bathroom.

The light flickers on as you enter and set your clothes onto the counter, closing the bathroom door behind you. You walk over to the bathtub, plugging the drain and turning the faucet handle. As water pours into the tub, you run your hand under it feeling it running cold. You adjust the faucet until it is at the right temperature and let the bath fill, adding some soap into the water.

As you wait for the tub to fill, you hear the door open. Looking over your shoulder, you see that it's Hoseok. He runs his fingers over his bedhead in an attempt to smooth it down as he lets out a yawn.

"Good morning, sleepyhead." You greet, smiling as you turn towards him. He returns the smile and opens his arms, inviting you into his grasp. You gratefully oblige.

"Good morning, baby." He says as his strong arms wrap themselves around you. Your arms slide around his neck as he pulls you close. He plants a kiss on the top of your head and rests his chin on the spot. "You taking a bath?" He questions as he pulls away just enough to look at you.

"Yeah, it's almost full." You respond, as the bubbles in the bath begin to peek over the edge.

"Mind if I join?"

"I don't mind at all." You say, looking up at him with a smile. He releases you from his hold and proceeds to pull off his shirt. As your eyes land on his torso, you gaze at his amazing form and subconsciously bite your lip.

"Like what you see?" He asks as he notices your staring. You blush a little.

"Ah, the tub's full now." Ripping your eyes away from his body, you walk over to the tub and turn the water off. When you stand up straight, you can feel Hoseok behind you, his hands gripping the hem of your shirt. You lift your arms as he helps you get the shirt off and you both get completely undressed.

Hoseok grabs your hand, leading you towards the tub and helping you in. He steps into the tub behind you and you both settle into the warm water. You're sat in between his legs with your back towards him. His arms snaked around your waist and slowly pulled you against his chest as you both start to relax.

"Pretty." He says mostly to himself, placing a kiss on your cheek and then your shoulder. You smile at the affection and let your hands move down his arms to his hands, interlacing your fingers with his. He gave your hands a tiny squeeze, resting his chin on your shoulder.

You relax into the water and close your eyes as you let out a sigh. Hoseok brought his lips to your neck and peppered it with kisses. Your lips curled upward as you found it all the more relaxing. There was a peaceful silence, save for the soft sound of pecks against your skin.

After a while, you shift in the water so that you are facing him, straddling his lap. You move your hands to glide up his chest, glistening with water droplets. His hands move in the opposite direction of your body, sliding downwards towards your ass. A cheeky grin makes its way onto his face.

Your eyes glance at his lips and then back up at his eyes. He brings his hand up to the tip of your chin and draws you closer. Your lips meet his in a sweet kiss. You can feel him pull you closer as your kiss deepens.

You feel butterflies in your stomach as your body perfectly presses against his. His lips move in sync with yours as his hands move up and down your back. He slides his tongue in a bit as he furthers the passionate exchange.

Tangling your fingers into his hair, you pull away slightly, dragging your teeth along his bottom lip. You move in for another kiss, tilting your head to the side. He tilts his head as well glancing up at you for a moment. Then his eyes fall shut again as he returns the kiss.

You shift in his lap, feeling him growing stiff beneath you. He slowly pulls away from the kiss as you do, his lips sliding across your jaw and down your neck. A smirk grows on his face as his hands find their way back to your ass, gripping it and pressing himself into you. A soft moan escapes you. You lean your head to the side as you feel his lips on your body, letting out a breath that you didn't know you were holding.

"You're so perfect." He whispers against your skin in admiration, trailing kisses from your neck to your chest, then down across your breasts. You look down at him, biting your lip.

"I'm all yours, baby." You respond as lust clouds your vision. You feel his lips meet one of your nipples and he bites it softly, causing a hushed gasp to fall from your lips. His eyes meet yours as he continues, flicking his tongue against it. You can feel your cheeks become heated as arousal flows through you. His eyes never leave yours as he gently plays with your sensitive nubs.

Hoseok brings a hand up to caress your other breast, giving it a small squeeze as your hands settle on the back of his neck. He begins to suck on different spots around your breast, leaving multiple hickies in his wake. He uses his free hand to rub your clit, circling it in the water. Your breathing grows heavier as you moan again. He smirks at this and pulls away, resulting in a whine from you.

He turns you over so that you're laid against the back of the tub and he towers over you. His hands land on your waist, making their way down your legs. He grabs his cock, rubbing it against your entrance. You let out another moan, looking up at him as he prods your core. The water does well to allow him to slide right in.

"Fuck!" You gasp loudly as you stretch around his member. He pulls out slowly, but not completely, and then pushes back in, hissing at how tight feel of you around him. You grasp his forearm as he does this, filling you almost completely, but not quite. He wasn't going fully in and was going at a very slow pace, as if to tease you. "Hoseok- please~" You manage out as a high-pitched whine.

He looks down at you as your head's turned to the side and your eyes squeezed shut. He brings his hand up to your face, grabbing your jaw and causing you to look up at him.

"Please what?" He questions, maintaining the achingly unrushed pace. Your body longs for more as you draw your lip between your teeth, his hand squeezing your cheeks slightly.

"Please, go faster." You manage out with a needy moan. He grips onto your hips and thrusts into you suddenly, causing you to inhale sharply. The water in the tub splashes at the movement. Your moans rise in volume as they echo through the bathroom. Your hands latch onto the sides of the tub for support.

As Hoseok moves faster, you can feel him going deeper with each thrust. He wraps his hand around your neck, just below your jaw, and forces you to look up at him once more. The added pressure only furthers your pleasure. The movements from him cause the water to swirl around your two as he keeps a consistent pace.

His hand that remains on your hip tightens in grip and he slams into you, producing a yelp from your lips as he leans in close to you. His tongue runs along your neck and he gives you small love bites following the trail. Your hands find themselves pressed against his strong chest as you hear his uneven breaths against your neck. Profanities drop from your lips as he slows down a bit.

"You're so amazing, baby girl." His lips graze your skin as he speaks and you fall apart at the compliment. It makes you lust for him more. Leaving one hand on his chest, you move your other hand to his back. Your nails sink into his skin and draw downwards as he fucks into you. He hisses at the stinging sensation that's brought from the action but keeps the pace. He pulls away a bit to look at you as your face contorts with pleasure.

He removes his hand from your throat and grabs your tit again, playing with the nipple.

"Hoseok~" You purr, digging your nails into him again and leaving red lines on his back. His dick throbs at the way you say his name and he picks up speed again.

"You're such a good girl for me, aren't you?" He hums, pleased at the way your body answers to him. You whimper in response, nodding your head frenetically. You lean your head against the back of the tub as water spills over the edge from Hoseok's movements. Desperate, filthy moans fill the room as you get closer to your high, only to be pushed over by Hoseok reaching down to rub your sensitive clit.

"Mm~ I'm gonna cum!" Your voice trembles as you shriek.

"Cum for me, baby." He urges, groaning loudly. He throws his head back, moaning at the sounds of your sweet little cries. You clench around him, your breath getting caught in your throat as you release your juices onto his member. He continues pumping in and out, helping you ride out your orgasm as he reaches his own.

He cums inside of you, cock throbbing as he slows down. You both are breathing heavily as the heat of the moment starts to calm. He pulls out and takes you in his arms, switching spots with you so that you're laying on his chest. You let out small whimpers as he rubs your back soothingly. He kisses you on your forehead, nuzzling you softly.

"I love you." He says into your ear, causing you to cuddle into him. A soft smile plays on your face as you close your eyes.

"I love you, too." You reply, as you both stay like that for a while. Every so often he gives you little pecks on your head and cheeks and caresses your back comfortingly. After a few minutes, he pats your back, noticing that you had fallen asleep.

"Let's get you cleaned up, baby. Then we can relax, okay?" He tells you. You nod in agreement, as you look up at him. He lifts you out of the tub, helping you dry off and get dressed.

[somemydayy]

Losing You

Warning: mention of car crash, blood, and reader’s suicide.

The air was crisp, a crimson flush was cast across the apple of her cheeks. Her hair blew against the wind, her eyes were bloodshot and tear stained.

The street lights were mesmerizing, various shades of red, orange, yellow and green. When suddenly the various street lights looked captivating, and so without a second thought her body moved on its own.

Baby I would go to war for you

A piercing screech was heard, and suddenly her body laid across the street covered in a pool of blood. A faint gasp escaped her lips, as she looked up at the dazzling night sky. A single star shined out tonight, and the sudden realization shook through her aching limbs. And she couldn’t help the tears streaming, bursting rushing down the mounds with of her cheeks.

A faint smile was cast across her lips, as she heard the various screams coming from the various people crowding around her. And a few gasped out at the scene, it was just plain painful. As someone grasped her hand tightly she made out various locks of hair framing the stranger’s face.

Build me an army if you need me to

She could vaguely recall a name on the tip of her tongue. But even as her last breaths escaped her throat, an aching realization reared itself into her chest, harsh and thrashing. She would give anything to not see that look cast across his face as the one looking down at her now.

The stranger took her limp body against his chest, within his arms she felt his warmth radiate against his chest thump against her limp body. A soft cry left her lips, and without a second thought he loosened his grasp on her tender limbs.

‘Cuz losing me is better than losing you

She could only cup the side of his face as tears threatened to overflow. She could only imagine how he would have a similar reaction to the stranger in-front of her, looking down at her now. But even still these thoughts faded away as she heard the various cries from the nearby strangers gathering around her as she took out a note from her pocket. With a shaky bloodstained hold on the now crimson stained piece of paper she gave, such tenderness radiating against her body.

With shaky hands the stranger took the note, but just as he did, he saw it. The way her chest ceased to rise, the way her eyes lost their shine, the way her lips no longer held a breath. For she was no longer breathing, but even so her body still bleed, but still her hand grasped the note against her palm. She still looked alive, or that’s what he wanted to believe. But alas, she was lost, she was gone, and with a shallow whimper he then let out a harsh cry. And tears streamed down his eyes and a breath caught against his throat.

Don’t you know that I would die for you

The blaring of the ambulance brought him out of his shock, the push of the medics, and the various screams shook him awake. But the first thing he did was unravel the blood soaked note against her hand, what he saw, broke his heart in two. For she willingly died for someone else.

And soon the man she loved laid in a hospital bed received the news, as breathing tubes connected him to a ventilator. For there was someone who’s heart was compatible match. For she died for him, for this was the only way she could think of. She willing gave him, her heart. For she thought it was better this way, she just couldn’t find it in herself to let the love of her life fade away. And doing so she willingly gave up her life for him.

If I knew that you would make it through

‘Cuz losing me is better than losing you

© Somemydayy 2022 | Please do not copy or alter this writing on Tumblr or any other platform.

[pillowfluffs]

Hunger | Lee Wonho

Pairing: Wonho X Reader (female)

Genre: sm*t 😗

Request: “hi can you do some fluffy smut for wonho related to ramen lol , like y/n ate his ramen and lied to him about it , and she knows he knows she’s lying so he punishes her , sorry for the weird request” - @bunnyoppa29

Author’s Note: things do be getting spicy... if you know what I mean 👀 Thanks for requesting, bunny (if i may call you that akjsdha) But my inbox is still closed! This was requested before it closed! 

Warnings: or*l, f*nger*ng, non-an*l, mouth f**king 👀uhh vivid?? 

Eating ramen that wasn’t yours was one of the best decisions you had ever made and you regretted nothing 

You didn’t regret a single thing, even now with his cock stuffed down in your throat, his hand at the base of your neck behind holding you down onto him, your saliva drooling from the corner of your mouth, your cheeks hollowed looking to him as you knelt forward on the bed between his legs

“We don’t take things that don’t belong to us, do we, Y/N?” he asked, tugging your head up, just a little bit off of him before he pushed you back down til your lips met around the base of his cock, your bottom lip touching his balls 

*like an hour and a half ago*

There was absolutely nothing to do or watch and you were home alone 

Wonho said he would be home later and to not wait up for him for dinner but you tried your best anyways  

You finished your own work a few hours ago yourself and began to try to entertain yourself, watching videos online, putting on a couple short movies that you’ve seen before, even trying a new one but it wasn’t good

the house was dim to your liking as the sun set outside 

Your body was draped over the light brown plush leather couch in the spacious living room, your mind half focused on the house hunting show, no longer as interested in these shows since you found out that the people looking to buy a new house had already picked the house they were “finding” in the show 

that fact totally ruined it for you and it sucked and you knew it was true since it made sense based on how they picked their house and commented on it 

looking at your phone held up over your face, there were no new messages from Wonho or anyone

He would be at the studio today, spending the day recording a new song 

the longer you did your best to wait for Wonho, the louder it sounded like your stomach was grumbling from hunger until it was unbearable 

you pushed yourself off the couch, turning off the tv, letting the room grow even darker, the quiet settled in 

Wonho’s oversized shirt fell around your thighs, the soft, worn fabric brushing your legs as you walked through the dark hall toward the kitchen 

you stopped in the narrow hallway before reaching the wider one that led straight to the kitchen, pausing to take a look at the city skyline in the distance, amazed at the beauty of the view: it looked like a painting 

The boats with their slow lights fading and reappearing on the bay to the side of the city, the bright lights of cars zipping to and fro, the lights inside the skyscrapers that made the city feel so alive but seeing it at a distance made it feel so calm since you could see so much more beyond and around it

it was a sight to see and behold 

In the kitchen, you pulled back a curtain to let the natural, fading light in

Opening the closet, you didn’t even bother to open the fridge since you didn’t want to make anything that required too much effort 

And then your eyes landed on it: the last pack of Wonho’s adored ramen, it made you wonder if he loved it more than he loved you 

You shook your head and took the last pack out, making a mental note to go and guy some more tomorrow, the plastic packaging rustling beneath your grasp 

You made your way to the bottom cabinet beside the stove and grabbed a small sized pot that would fit the ramen. You first filled the pot 2/3 of the way full with water and let it sit on top of the gas stove waiting for it to begin boiling 

You leaned back against the counter, staring outside the window, wondering about anything and life in general, how wonho was doing As the water began to boil, you eased the ramen noodles into the water letting it cook. You took the soup powder and seasoning side packages and dumped them in a bowl, then went back to stirring your noodles to the perfect softness you liked 

When the noodles were ready, your drums had was grumbling louder and louder. You strained the noodles and it into the bowl, letting the remaining wetness on the noodles be costed by the soup powder and season flakes before you poured boiling water from your boiler, making a nice soup 

You downed the bowl of ramen, the soup and spices warming you up on the inside, your hunger satisfied 

The sun was far beyond the horizon, the moon taking its rightful place in the night sky. It was getting pretty late, making you wonder where Wonho was 

But he was in fact, on the way home, the music playing on the radio, wind blowing through his hair as he drove toward home, not exactly in the best mood Changkyun and Hyungwon had broken into his stash of ramen in his studio to purposefully annoy him, which it did. Not to mention, he deeply missed you all day, his phone battery dying on him, making him unable to call or text you whenever he could 

Lately, he was feeling pretty needy and he just wanted to spend some good time with you, especially in bed 

Having himself in his hand wasn’t going to do it 

His goal for tonight was to eat his ramen that he thankfully had one left of at home and to spend a very good time with you at home 

The sound of his keys jingled behind the front door. You got to your feet and embraced him into your arms before he could properly close the door 

“Hi,” you looped your arms around his neck and pressed kisses to his lips 

“Hey you,” he smiled into the kiss. You pulled away so he could set his belongings down, finally closing the door behind him 

“Did you eat yet?” 

“No, changkyun and Hyungwon ate my ramen at the studio,” he huffed, making your heart freeze in your chest. He walked past you, rubbing your arm sweetly and went to the closet, digging through to find it 

 “Uh, wonho?” 

“Yeah?” his voice sweet, his eyes still looking through the organized closet, looking for the last pack 

“I ate it…” His hands stopped searching and he stood there, turning to you with a dark gaze over his eyes, making a chill run down your spine as you hesitantly stood in the doorway of the kitchen 

“But I’ll be-what’re you doing?” 

He snatched your wrist in his hand and turned you, pinning you to the nearest wall, his hands pressing your wrists to the wall beside your head

“If I can’t eat ramen, I’ll just eat something else,” he said lowly, his face inching closer and closer until his lips were moving harshly against yours, his hands leaving your wrists and feeling up your body 

He pushed his knee between your legs, rubbing against you just right 

You brought your hands to the side of his head and neck, adjusting to the harshness of his lips, his tongue tasting your mouth 

You hummed into his mouth, getting aroused, your body getting hotter feeling his leg between yours 

He lifted you, still pressing you against the wall. You wrapped your legs around his waist, your clothed heat right above his crotch but you can feel the hardness poking you from below Wonho was strong

He didn’t need his hands to support you. One of his arms was reached up on the wall, the other making it’s way up beneath your shirt, his hand finding your breast 

He kneaded you, pinching on your nipples as it hardened beneath his touch, your airy breaths huffing right into his ear with his mouth attached to you neck, nibbling and sucking harshly on your honey skin 

You let out a high pitched whine when he found that one spot on your neck, his tongue working on it, turning you on even more 

You steadied yourself on his shoulders, your hands rubbing up and down his broad and toned back, wishing he would just take it off already 

Bringing his mouth back over to you, both your lips plush and red, he brought you to the living room couch where you lounged about earlier and practically all day today 

The two of you flopped over onto the main couch, he hovered about you in between your legs, his hands hurrying to take off your shirt and his own, throwing them to the ground, not giving a care in the world 

Wonho was starved, you could feel it with the way his hands and mouth roamed all over your body as if he was seeing and feeling it for the first time 

Your hand never left his hair, your other holding the side of the pillow your head laid on, your hair spreading all over it 

He looked up from where he was in between your legs, your eyes lightly closed and you seemed relaxed 

To be honest, he wasn’t that frustrated with you, more annoyed with his members but now he got to complete part of his goals for tonight which was to spend time with you 

And time he spent with you He hooked one arm around your thigh and pulled you down the couch, your cunt right in his face, his breath hot and tickling your heat 

He started off slow, the feeling of his hand spread on your lower abdomen, the side of his thumb slowly flicking you sensitive nub had you moaning and humming 

But out of nowhere, you let out a loud yep feeling his mouth attached to you, his tongue violently harassing your clit and his fingers scissoring inside of you 

As much as you tried to close your legs around him, it was useless, especially with his arm looped around you

Your back was lifted on and off the couch repeatedly and the pleasure he was shooting through your body, your head pushed back into the pillows beside the other arm of the chair in, your hair getting tangled from turning it so often

Your moans soon became whines, urging him to continue, to go harder, faster with just his hand and mouth alone

But he did. Your juices coated his tongue no nicely, he took everything in, the beginning in satisfying his hunger

With your clit being so stimulated and your walls being stretched by his digits, you didn’t even realize he had unhooked his arm from your leg

Your moans echoed off the walls loudly, a knot tightening in your stomach, your toes curling as you got closer and closer to

Your high With his free hand, he pushed down his pants, enough to set his cock free. He pumped himself, spreading his precum as lubricant before he detached himself right before you came, shoving his cock balls deep inside

Your moan became a screaming help, your eyes shooting open only for them to be squeezed shot again. His arms and hands on both sides of you, propping himself up made the couch dip

With the way he held himself up, he was able to roll hips into yours at an ungodly pace, your high knocking the air out of you, your mouth hung wide open with your eyes still shut but no sound coming out

You pushed on his chest, trying to get him to stop but he was chasing his own high and he wanted you to think he was upset about his ramen It was just more fun this way

“WO-wonHO,” you cried, your once sensual moans now sobbing cries and whines as you pleaded for him to stop, but he wouldn’t 

Your energy was being drained immensely and he was too strong

He was bottoming our inside of you, his hard cock rubbing and stretching you out perfectly, it didn’t take long for another high to crash through you, making you feel even weaker

You squeezed around him, your juices squirted out all over the couch as he pulled out, shooting his cum all over your torso and breasts You could feel your back already sticking to the leather of the couch, the leather creaking as he panted, leaning back to kneel on his feet on the couch, pumping his cock slowly, letting the last bits of his cum drip off his tip and hand onto your thighs and folds

Lazily, you dragged your hand and wiped up the cum that was spread on your skin and licked it off your fingers, the sight making him hard

“Y/n, come here,” he took your hand and pulled you up from the couch. He sat himself on the edge of it and sat you down faced up to him He gathered your hair into a ponytail in his hand and brought your mouth to his cock

He let out a sigh feeling your mouth not against the sides of his cock, the way your throat swallowed around his tip

You looked up to him with teary eyes, exciting him further

He set the pace by pushing on your head and pulling, his grasp on your hair readjusting every now and then

You sucked hard, lapping your tongue around his tip and, flicking your tongue up and down his slit, a smirk tugging on his lips

“We don’t take things that don’t belong to us, do we, Y/N?” He locked eyes with you and pushed you all the way down on his length, your hands bracing yourself on his knees

He brought your head back up but not entirely off of him then pushed you back down. He started off slowly, pushing himself all the way down you told your nose poked his pelvis

His grasp on you was tight as you diligently sucked him, a second high approaching him

He readjusted his grasp on your hair and scooted himself closer to the edge of the couch, spread his legs a bit wider

His cock hit the back of your throat harshly. You could feel the veins on the underside rubbing on your tongue

But it wasn’t enough for him He stood to his feet, your head still in his hands. He thrusted himself into your mouth, the angle allowing him to go even deeper, your throat so hot, it felt so good

Saliva dropped off your chin, your breaths unsteady as you did your best to breathe through your nose

You hummed as he went faster, the vibrations driving him crazy

He went faster and faster, chasing his high til he came, cumming down your throat, an airy curse falling from his lips

He bucked out of your mouth, the remaining bits of him drizzled onto your tongue He finally let go of you and sat back on the leather couch, the leather cool against his skin as you sunk down on the floor, gasping your air, your face a mess

“You didn’t let me finish,” you spoke, your voice raspy. “I was gonna say before you did all that that I was gonna buy some more tomorrow,” you planted resting your chin on the edge of the couch, a few beads of sweat lining your hair line

This made him laugh before he helped you to your feet and cleaning you off. To actually satisfy his hunger, he made his second favorite

 brand of ramen but he did enjoy the taste of you

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[blu-joons]

Post Gym Massage ~ Lee Hoseok

You threw yourself down on the sofa as soon as you walked into your apartment, groaning loudly at the pain that you felt in the back of your legs. Hoseok could only chuckle as you fell, walking through with ease, as if he hadn’t just spent well over an hour at the gym working his legs out.

You on the other hand were in agony, you had worked yourself out before, but never had you done a workout that Hoseok led. Before going to the gym with him, you were in awe of how hard he worked himself, but after spending some actual time at the gym with him, you were stunned by how hard he wanted to work you too.

Your legs were screaming at you the whole way home, each step was tentative, having to hold onto Hoseok’s arm to be able to support yourself. He was more than happy to give you a hand, taking things nice and slow so that you didn’t strain yourself.

“Same again tomorrow?” Hoseok teased as he made his way into the living room to join you, “if you want to go to the gym, then you’ve got to make sure that you go every day.”

You shot a glare across to him as you rolled over on the sofa to lay down on your back, allowing yourself to look at him properly and let him see the pain in your expression.

Hoseok offered you a smile before heading into your bedroom, leaving you alone. You weren’t quite sure what he was up to, hearing him bang around and fumble in the bedroom before appearing a few minutes later with a box in his hands.

“Reckon you can roll over onto your front?” Hoseok asked you as he placed the box down on the coffee table, “I’ve got some old massage techniques that my trainer taught me, they might be able to help you out too.”

Your head nodded, placing your hands either side of yourself and slowly pulling yourself up. Hoseok placed his hands on your hips to help support you, slowly turning you over, feeling sympathetic as he listened to you groan at the discomfort that you felt.

Once you were laid on your front, Hoseok helped to roll your gym leggings up so that your calves were on show, placing his hands tentatively down on them. Straight away a gasp came from you as he managed to catch the exact spot that was troubling you.

“What can you do to try and take the pain away?” You nervously asked him.

Hoseok turned to his box, pulling out a couple of things. “You know how you always watch with excitement when I get my massage gun out, now it’s your turn.”

“That thing looks like it could break a bone rather than fix any sort of pain in a human body.”

Hoseok chuckled across to you as he switched it on, pushing down on the button to show you how it worked. He could see a little bit of nerves in your expression as Hoseok shuffled towards you to make sure that he could concentrate.

“It’s alright, it’s not going to hurt you,” he calmly assured you.

Your head nodded, trusting that Hoseok knew what he was doing, “it’s your fault that my legs are hurting, you better take this pain away too.”

“Once the pain goes, you’ll be glad about how hard I worked you and how much stronger you’ll be.”

Your conversation was broken by the feeling of the massage gun coming into contact with your left calf, slowly moving along it to make sure that it hit the spots that Hoseok knew often troubled people, running along each individual muscle.

“Just relax,” Hoseok called out to you as he swapped onto your other calf, still noticing a look of unsettlement that was in your eyes.

Your head nodded, laying perfectly still as Hoseok massaged over your other leg, concentrating greatly to make sure that he could help you out, and most of all try and take some of the pain that you were feeling away too.

After a few minutes, the gun turned off, filling you with relief. A chuckle came from Hoseok as your eyes looked around, softening when you saw that he was beginning to place the massage gun away and back in its box.

“How does that feel?” He asked you, pulling himself off of the floor, lifting your legs up carefully so that he could sit himself beside you on the sofa.

A hiss came from you as Hoseok moved your legs before placing them in his lap. “My legs still kind of feel like they’re vibrating, that thing is surprisingly powerful.”

“It helps me out a lot.”

“I hope it helps me too.”

“I’ve got another idea of something that I can do to help you too,” he grinned, “shuffle a little closer towards me and I’ll be able to give it a go.”

You did as Hoseok said, trusting him like usual and shuffling into his side. Hoseok helped to move you closely into his side, bending your legs a little bit so that he was able to get his hands underneath your legs and against your calves.

“The massage gun might be good, but for me, nothing can beat the feeling of hands massaging against muscles,” Hoseok grinned, beginning to move his hands against your legs in slightly tough circular motions.

It was exactly what you needed as you rested your head down against Hoseok’s broad shoulder. The tension soon began to ease, hitting the right spot to ease the pain that you felt in the source of your suffering, sighing in relief.

“Is this doing the trick?” Hoseok proudly asked you.

A hum came from you in delight, “you already know how much of a fan I am of your hands, but I am especially now.”

He couldn’t help but chuckle in reply to you, for once finding himself lost for words. Hoseok was lucky that your head was down on his shoulder as he felt his cheeks slightly darken as he found himself blushing at your words.

“I still think you should give the gym another go,” he suggested, feeling your body stiffen. “The first couple of workouts are always painful, but after a few visits your body will be used to it, and it won’t hurt anymore.”

“I struggle to see a point when a workout by you won’t work.”

“Maybe if you come back tomorrow, I’ll go a little easier on you,” Hoseok promised, continuing to massage against the back of your legs, “why don’t you give me one more chance, and I promise that it won’t hurt as much.”

“If it hurts this much tomorrow, then you have to promise to give me a massage like this again,” you told him, laying down your terms to agree to go back to the gym.

Straight away, Hoseok’s head nodded, more than happy to repeat his massage for you, feeling a sense of pride knowing that he was the one that was taking your pain away.

“Once we’re done here, I’ll run you a bath and that should help ease some of the pain too,” Hoseok offered, “a warm soak will do you the world of good.”

“I could get used to this,” you suddenly joked, “if going to the gym means that you’ll look after me like this every day, then the gym might not be such a bad idea.”

“You don’t need the gym for me to look after you.”

“I know, you always do take the best care of me.”

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[weneepaw]

Handcuffs / Ep 01 _ Invitation

Word count: 5.8K

Characters: Wonho x Honey (just a fictional character)

Genres: Angst, Romance, Smut, Fluff in some other sides

Warning for this part: English is not my first language so if you see some errors in grammar or words please don't mind it and enjoy it 😅😅

Summery: Lee Wonho is an idol, a god like one but he has some secrets in his life, just like all other normal people. But those secrets are turning to some serious problems and hurting his feelings. Every time he thinks about them, things are just going worse. He needs help to fix himself and finds a way to go free and it's like he found a great one at his birthday night party. Or maybe he just thought in that way? Will she becomes a helpful friend or only a disaster to ruin his life?

After some long weeks, there is a time for him to getting some rest. He was so busy lately and working so hard non-stop to his ass off on his albums and choreography of stages because he needs to get his place at business and manage his life in the best situation. He always wants everything to be perfect and flawless, so he works until midnight to the sunrise for days and skips his time to rest because he just can’t sleep when his damn brain doesn’t stop thinking about songs and stages and how they could be in fans’ eyes. Fans are always so much important and valuable to him, like always he says they keep him alive, but that much caring about them sometimes makes him forget about himself and what he needs as a normal big boy. He is an adult male, after all his schedules and his career, he needs to have a normal life and a healthy sex life too, for sure. But every time he is asked about having a girlfriend or being in a relationship, he shows his teenager shy smiles and says, he is happy to be alone and he has his fans, but let’s be honest, fans can make his sex life to be real? He knows the answer as everyone else does but he just disregards and prefers to think about how he can be on his own best for others.

Of course, he is damn good at everything, he is super talented and has a perfect look. From head to toes, he is the definition of perfection at one sight. He got a perfect buff body that worked on it hard for 10 years his ass off again, just like other things, and still cares about it too much. He and his body are out of genders to be loved and his personality is much more adorable than his muscles or abs. he can talk in that way to makes your heart meltdown over his voice and smiles, His beautiful sparkling eyes and his damn soft pink lips are too cute to handle but besides of all these sweet features and his manly look, there is always some secrets in the dark. He usually tries to ignore those secrets and telling himself he still has time to fix some hidden problems but also, he knows it’s already getting too late for it.

Tonight is a special night for him and his friends made a little party for him in a VIP club named “Lady M Club”. This party is all private and there are no worries about getting caught while having some fun. All the guests must have an invitation card to get permission to come in, so everyone there are idols or important people who want to have a good time in their personal space.

His all friends are present and so excited to make him surprised. but for him, today was only like other days to get up, go to work and only focus on the songs till night and then get back home. But his friends want to give him some happy moments and a little gift for his birthday, thanking and appreciating him after all the time of his hard work. Sure he deserves it all, but he doesn’t know it, himself.

He is just relaxing in the back seat of the car, while his manager is driving him home. In the space of the care is nothing but silence. He looks tired and leans his head back, watching lights of the cars and stores in street sides coming and going away, thinking about his life. Life is like this car and lights are like people, but he is always just like now. In his personal life, he just can watch them coming and leaving, there is no one who he can be able to hold it tight, but the fans. Anyway, he always can’t deny it all the time, he feels alone. Most of the nights and sunset hours of the days, when everyone is drowning in their own life and going on their ways, it’s only him, lonely on his bed, in the gym, in the room, in the studio, or wherever else. He tries hard to only keep his mind on his job and fans, but he is a human after all and needs someone only for him. And there is a fact, fans can’t just fill this gap in his life up.

Tonight, he will be on his 28 and another year passed so fast. Time is flying so damn fast and he is thinking about his dark secrets, the reason for being alone all these years and even running away from talking with his family or friends about marriage or being in a relationship. Even when he is thinking about it, he is under stress and uncomfortable feels come around because when he is trying to find a way to fix it, things just go weird and scary more and more indiscriminately. Lately, he is even trying to escape thinking about it but he can’t stop this body to do not react. He needs and unfortunately, he knows it, but can’t do anything for it.

He is all drowning in his fears and doesn’t notice that car is moving in another way and it’s not even close to his place. When he just snaps back on the present life, the car was in front of an unknown club door. He becomes confused and looking around.

“What’s this?” he whispers under his lips. He has no idea what is coming up.

“Your friends and team Wonho decided to build an especial night for you, so better you don’t make them wait for it more.” His manager states and comes out of the car. He smiles before coming down. His friends always were kind and so cherish him. They always were in his side in the best or worst times in the professional or ordinary times of his life and warming his heart up to go on and be the best. He always had a good and happy time with them, so tonight will be one of those good memories too.

He walks into the club's hall, following his manager. Suddenly lights and sparklers all around the hall turn on with a loud voice of crowd in there, singing the happy birthday song for him. His friends holding a big cake in their hands, his backup dancers are clapping and singing so happily, even his hairstylists and makeup artists are there to celebrate this wonderful night with him.

There is a cute chubby white rabbit on that light blue creamy cake with a big “happy birthday”, plus 2 little candles. He looks like a happy baby, standing right there and watching his friends and that creamy cake with a big cute grin on his face. He likes creams on the cake more than all of it so there is no wonder why he tries to take some creams from it even before blowing on the candles. He tastes his creamy finger with giggles as sweet as the cake flavor and finally, blows the candles with the ending of the happy birthday song.

Everyone makes noise for this big little boy and he looks incredibly happy. But it didn’t take too long because he hears a question reminding him of some fears.

“What did you wish before blowing on candles?” Minhyuk asks and makes his smiles almost disappear. By the way, he tries to hold it on and pretends as nothing happened. He had no wish on his mind before, but when he asked it, one word just passes from his thoughts. He surreptitiously wishes his fears be gone and stop hurting his feelings more.

“Nothing. I already got everything I want and I need, like best friends and going on billboard charts.” He says but it mostly smells like a lie.

“Yes, you make everyone jaws drop with your songs and concerts. You are one of the best male solo artists now. We are so proud of you bro.” Shownu says, putting his hand on his shoulder so proudly. But while he was appreciating him, another bro comes up with some annoying words.

“But now, living alone must be hard and boring, right hyung?” Changkyun asks and makes keeping that fake smile even harder. Now they were sitting around the table and start eating some piece of cake. He just drops his head down, knowing they are waiting for his words to know if he is doing well alone? So he has to answer it and stop making them consider that.

“It was hard at first and I was nervous about everything because I always had you guys around and now I have to take it all alone but I tried to take control. I’m fine now, don’t worry about me.” He scrambles at his best but it doesn’t look like if it works. That just turns to a switch on for his friends that are close to him as his dear little brothers show their feelings about his empty place at home and talking about some old memories. Memories are tasting bitter-sweet now. He will always keep them deep down in his heart and never forget or leave them but he can’t deny he does miss those days too. Sometimes, the world is just too cruel but we have to go on like him.

Only some minutes later, space just gets back on a fun and happy night. Everything is ready for having a good night out of all idol hustle life and just be young, wild, and free for everyone, but him. He just sits there alone, watching his friends dancing around or flirting with some of the girls at the party. He is rolling down on his thoughts and even didn’t notice the loud song in the club until he finds his ears are reacting as a female voice volume up. He gives his glance to the source of the voice, to the canter of attention on the little stage in front of the hall.

Some girls are singing and dancing there but one of them is the main vocal. Her voice is strong and will stay in your mind forever but it’s not just about that. She has 2 big dark beautiful eyes full of little stars. It’s kinda impossible to do not stare at her, with her black short hair, bright smiles while a red danger color has painted her lips and a shiny black short decollete dress hugs her craved body so tight. She makes sure that every girl in the party feels nervous about losing their men over her.

Hoeseok finds her looking at him back but there was a male familiar voice to steal his attention and give it to the owner of it.

“She’s pretty.” It’s Hyungwon, standing beside him from how god knows long minutes before and he didn’t notice his presence.

“y-Yes. But I was just watching the show like others.” He tries to protect himself, clearing his throat to make his voice goes right into Hyungwon's ears and don’t cause any misunderstanding. But it’s like Hyungwon is already into another thought of reality as he smiles with some special meanings to his friend.

“She’s a new friend of ours so we decided to introduce you to her too. This club belongs to her.” Hyongwon explains more about that female fatal who is still watching them with no shame on her wild eyes. Hoseok only shakes his head as he got the information and decides to drop his head because he is already choking with a clumsy feel boiling inside of him and he doesn’t want it to jump out with a blush on his face.

He just wants his night to go as well with no drama or any chaotic issues but it's freaking hard to focus on himself while that female voice is feeling ticklish in his ears like a magical spell to take him back and watch how mysterious she can be. But no, he is not one of those types of boys who are looking for pretty sexy girls to add some fun to their life. He just minds his own business and stays away from all troubling shits. He goes on his way.

Fortunately, songs finished and noises calm down but it doesn't mean party night is over. He is just pleased that voice is gone, so he can keep himself down easily, but it's like everything is out of his control tonight. Because while he is getting successful on taking good enough self-control, he hears Changkyun is greeting so warm to someone new-coming in the crow and automatically feels anxious rush in his bloodlines.

Before he tries to look at the new one, that familiar damage control female voice plays in his ears again. It's her, now closer and even more dangerous than what she seemed from the top of that little stage. She's perfectly a red light alert of danger to any man who is not about to get in deadly troubles, but also her bright smile pushes any buttons to make keeping any good controls impossible. He's not that crazy or even drunk to do any weird act, but he just feels he can't keep his eyes on himself when she is around. That girl is no good for his health because his heartbeat is already rose so damn fast and its pumping voice fills up his ears. He can't hear others' voices when they talk and laugh with her and her friends, until he feels Hyungwon's hand on his shoulder, saving him from a feeling like a coma with open eyes.

“I’m Chae Honey. Nice to meet you.” He only sees that girl in front of himself, offering her hand and introducing herself with a light smile on his red lips. Maybe he is all mesmerized by this foreign girl who has a face almost close to Korean cute babies but he still knows how should be polite or just try to keep himself together and push himself to DO NOT look like a boy who didn’t see any other girls in his life before.

“I’m Lee Hoseok, as might you know my name already, and nice to meet you too.” He says with a simple smile and tries to look confident enough. He secretly hopes they don’t see his clear embarrassing symptoms, as red cheeks or stupid look smiles. He has no idea what's wrong with him now because clearly he was around many beautiful girls before and he usually didn’t give a flying fuck, so what's different now?

“Oh, of course, I know you.” She states with a bigger grin. Her friends are already giggling behind her and whispering things between themselves. She tries to join them, but she didn’t even bother to keep her voice as a whisper to say “He’s too cute, isn’t he?”

And he just finds himself turning to their funny entertainment for rest of the night. This is so fucking embarrassing. They easily sit together and raise a toast for his birthday but intenlligibly, he just smiles and apologizes because he can’t join them for the peach champagne. He doesn’t like to drink while he knows it will catch him only on 2 shots and he will make himself even more ashamed in front of others. No thanks, He prefers to stay away as much as it's possible from them and rolls down on his thoughts' gray clouds.

But it didn't take too long. His friends want to enjoy and use all of their time with girls, music, and alcohol. What he doesn’t want to do. Why the fuck even he is here now for? It was like a torture on birthday's night before they leave, but when the last one, Shownu, just left and let him be alone with that damage control girl, it just turns to a perfect slowly death to him. The best he can do now is just stare at his feet and play with his glass of orange juice.

But he doesn’t know, the more he tries to be invisible, the more he attracts her attention to his shy behaves. She watches every move of him. His fingers gently dancing around on edge of glass between his hands, his nervous eyes, the way he moves neurotically his legs on the floor. He looks so cute to be able NOT To stare. It's rude but she just can't help.

“You are acting so awkward.” She says, while she keeps her big tempting eyes on him and drinks the last sip of her champagne. Almost makes him jump of his seat, surprised by her words. It wasn't hard for her to catch him up and he knows it completely, but he doesn’t want to be that easy.

“Excuse me?” He tries in his way to show things differently, hoping it works out and confuses her. But she didn't change her mind even for one second and just smirks. Like she already has read his mind and knows everything. What a dangerous lady!

“I’ve seen lots of boys and big men in my life and you are not like any of them around me. You are feeling so uncomfortable from that first moment you saw me. What’s the problem? I’m just wondering.” She lets her empty glass rest freely alone on the table and pulls herself closer to him, to make sure he hears every word she spells with her tongue. But it makes him even more nervous. Any move of her, even a simple breath and even that sweet scent of her, makes him nervous. She is so harmful to him.

“I’m just surprised by all this show because I was on my way home and suddenly I saw myself here. I apologize if I made you feel bad because of my behavior. I’m just tired.” He explains as best as he could, hoping he just leave him to be and find another fun company of her own for rest of the night, but she doesn’t want to go anywhere. He catches her eyes already. Rabbit on a damn shit trap.

“Yes, but it’s not for working too much until the morning.” She says with a smirk that makes her look even more devilish. He watches her like she's the real Satan and just comes on the earth to deceives him and makes him do horrible things. But the fear in his eyes only causes a beautiful light tone laugher of her.

“Don’t look at me like I’m a witch or something. I just know that kind of tiredness. And for your knowledge, I’ve seen lots of celebrities here and talked to them more often too.” She apprises to him about the truth of her. Might it help him relax and tries to have some fun.

“I don’t know what are you looking for on me, lady.” His words come out so cold like ices on a glass of whiskey, audibly talking to her about letting him go, but will she give up? absolutely not!

“Honestly nothing because you look like a statue of Michelangelo but only made of glass and I can see everything without even bother to ask.” She giggles silently after saying those words, mostly looks like saying she kinda gets into him already, but just even he can take the point? Not at all!

“I'm trying to make you take it easy.” So she tries to talks at an easier level of flirting.

“Yes. But I don’t need that ma'am.” And there we go again with Hoseok and his words from another level of speaking to fuck off bitch topic but in a polite way. He even doesn’t want to take a chance for himself to know a girl who is showing green lights to him, to come into her world.

“Ain’t you prince charming baby boy? Because you look like a gentleman jumping out of one of the fairy tails.” She speaks of that fact which is saying, the more you push and the more I'll follow.

“Are you trying to flirt with me?” He asks with a suspicious look on his face. Of course he found that out from the very beginning but he doesn’t want to accept it. Even now he hopes more kicking that he found her point on her face, would makes her to get off. But mostly and far from his hopefully wishes to all dead and living Gods, she looks like saying to herself ,,GOD! He finally finds out what's going on,,.

“Maybe. Just for finding what’s the problem of those red cheeks and wet hands?” She states and wants him to know his nervous acts are so clear and there's no need to try harder to hide them because he simply can not. But the ice-cold-look boy keeps his glances away and leaves her only with no words.

“Maybe a female Hitler girlfriend?” She tries to guess. When he doesn’t want to play with her, she continues it alone.

“Ah no!” He says in an annoyed tone. He looks so done already with her but why just doesn’t leave and run away to save himself from this devil murmuring in his ears now? “No, I have no girlfriend.” He just says to make her stop.

“Interesting big boy!” She says while thinking about other possibilities. “So may I ask why no girlfriend?” she tries again with another guess.

“Because I have a very busy lifestyle.” He lazily answers, almost giving up on her little game.

“OH God, please! Be honest with a girl like me who knows 99% of idols has their lovers.” She says in disbelief. In her thoughts, a man just like him never can be alone in his life because he is already too perfect to be untouched by no girl's hands. Girls are ready to kill for him, she can swear.

“Maybe I’m just on that 1%.” He states against her judging tone and raises an eyebrow. Now he looks like that devil which he used to imagine her in disguise.

“People on that 1% are only looking for a good partner, so do you?” She continues on her explains about what she almost experienced with people around her and at the end, when she indirect points at what scares that big boy in front of her the shit out, she just killed all the warming up space between herself and him.

When he just drowns in his silence again, she tries this time to read his facial expressions. “There is something that you are hiding from everyone, Lee Hoseok.” She speaks about what she can see behind his eyes. There's a secret. A truth is untold to anyone.

As to keep saying no words is not a good way to reject lady devil away, he gets another idea. “How old are you?” And he asks to start it with a question.

“It’s a dangerous question to ask from a lady, big boy.” She says perfectly amazed by this change in his voice and sentence.

“I just wonder because your beautiful face can’t talk honestly and your tongue is about to have over 30.” So now he tries his best to use some of his flirting skills. He and everyone around know he is one of the best boys on it, so it's better he uses it now.

“Oh my my! I’m only 22.” She says almost raising her volume and puts a hand on her chest as he hurts her with his mean words. Acting just like a drama queen. That looks funny and makes him smile.

“If I had a sister, she could be your age.” He playfully talks before takes the last sip of orange juice on his glass.

“But people don’t flirt with their sisters, so I dare you to call me sisi now.” She wiggles her eyebrows while talking back in the same tone as his. Causing a warm laugher between them like they are not strangers anymore and it feels right.

He feels better now around her. He likes the power she holds and how she is full of positive energy even while he kept pushing her away and tries to break her heart politely, but he couldn't. He just can't break a girl like her or maybe better say because this is her. An especial one.

As the silence back, Honey finds some heavy glances on themselves. It was Hoseok friends, hopefully watching them and wishing under their whimpers between each other that Hoseok finally decides to move on and step up to another level of his life. A new thing and new feels.

“They’re thinking you are finally starting something.” She calmly tells him what she already found from their way to watch them and trying hard to do not act like they are watching their most exciting favorite TV shows.

“Why is that so matter?” His annoyed tone backs when he looks up at his friends and makes them immediately turn around and do anything to look normal as much as possible.

“Because they want you to be happy.” Honey tries to make him understand that his friends only want him to have a life for himself.

Before this party and even the time that they all decided to plane a big gift for him, Honey and Hyongwon and sometimes with other boys, they talked about how Hoseok lives as Wonho on stage and mostly he forgets the Hoseok part of his life. That personal part, that part which should be full of his things, not fans, not friends, not even his family but only him and what he enjoys doing. They always said how he cares about others more than himself and it's not hard to find him completely lost in thoughts to how to fix things when someone is talking about its own problems.

Secretly, boys thought that probably Honey is the one who can change Hoseok's life with her special powers of being a female alpha. They just wanted to give a chance to their best and kind friend to get some happiness for himself. But this all wasn't like Honey didn't know anything about the secret plane.

She knew Hoseok or that sexy Wonho always shinning on TV or everywhere else he appears with his god-like body shape. She silently had a little crush or some ticklish feel for him but she wasn't sure to look perfect enough to be with an amazing complete man like him.

This female fatal always tries to look so incredible and shine better than other girls around, but on another side, she always asks herself is she enough for everything? Is she good at what she's doing? And in her own eyes, no matter how much she tries, she's never all enough. Maybe it's all because she never had someone simply told her that she's fine. She doesn't need to push herself too much to get through. People always expect too much and they don't understand how it can hurt.

Suddenly, she finds herself drowning in staring at him like she is all about to appreciate one of the best and awesome works of art just here next to her. He is tired and needs to sleep, so she thinks it's better to make the night shorter and let him to finds his peace for what is left of the dark hours of the night.

“I have to wait till they back and we give you this. But I think before you get more awkward in front of everyone, better I do it now.” she states before taking off a little envelope from her handbag.

“This is your birthday gift.” Then she explains what's up about it, keeping the envelope close to him, expecting he takes it sooner and opens it.

“Two tickles of a flight, straight to Jeju Island for a break.” As he takes the envelope and slowly trying to open it, she couldn't help but leaks what's the surprise on it so then sees how his face changed to a shocked look.

“But I can’t go to a break now. I have a lot of stuff to do here.” He disaccords the idea of what they planned for him.

“They got your back and just want you to relax your mind only for a week.” She tries to comfort his worries and tells him to go and just have fun.

He looks at tickets in his hand. He knows he needs that to relax his mind for some days and only let his body and soul rest in peace to get enough energy to come back and work even harder. Indeed, he finished his promotions of his new album just some days ago and a great online concert after that, so he can accept it and just go. But when he just looks at that extra ticket, he feels bad even more that what it was. He doesn't want it. Better he chocks himself with working damn hard and pass out in late hours at night till tearing up every sunset in lonely holidays.

“You have to choose who you like to take with yourself for this trip.” She talks and makes it even more difficult to him. That much hard till he can't just deny that sad truth in his life.

“But I’m alone.” He says, mostly like a painful whimper and drops his head down. This view just aches Honey's heart. She doesn't want to see him like that.

“Any crush or someone you were into and you couldn’t tell it to her or even him to be with you?” She desperately tries to remind him what is not even exist in his life. And soon, when his expression even didn't change on a good way, she gives up. She feels guilty now because she sees herself as a bullying little girl at kindergarten who holds on a poor little boy and torturing him by the fact that he is all alone with no friends. She feels like a monster now.

“Ok! It’s up to you baby boy. You have your time till Friday night to find someone and stop being alone after all these years. Don’t you think?” She just says fast and gets up without waiting a second for his conceivable answer. But her words light his mind up this time. She's right. He's so sick to be alone, to wake up alone, to eat alone and even crying alone. Enough is enough to him.

He takes a deep breath and rise his head up to look her in the eyes, but it was like she was just that devil he thought about before and now she's all gone. Fully disappeared. But he doesn't want to give up. After all these times, he feels different around a girl and he can't deny his inner tendencies. His secret desires that used to scare him the hell out now feels not that bad and he knows it's all because of this fearless wild woman. He can't let all of this go so starts to search around between the crowd.

His friends are coming to him just by the time that they saw he gets lonely again. Almost disappointed in that thought he lost his chance to get a good girl in his birthday's night. Minhyuk climbs up to say some sarcastic words but Hoseok is faster. "Didn't you see where Honey goes?" He asks without even thinking twice and lets his friends confused. They also search around themselves to find her, but mostly they are curious why he is searching over her now after that long conversation between themselves? They want to know all about it.

"Does everything go well or ..." Hyongwon asks but he cuts his words off, his eyes moving between people faces one by one. "I'm fine. I'm about to leave and thank you for all of this but ..." He pauses at his words as his eyes catch her in front of the bar, ordering a drink for her terrible feels.

"I need to thank her too." He ends his sentence with some words which are meaning differently in this situation. Passing his friends so fast and almost running to the girl who is busy with choosing a heavy drink for herself.

She thanks the barman with a simple smile on his face which is gone almost when barman is turning around. She takes a deep breath and wants to spin around and see if he still looks upset or not, but when she just moves, almost jerk off with seeing him in only some inch distance with her face and body.

“Come with me.” He talks so speedy and she is not sure even if she hears him right with the loud music playing in the club.

“w-What?” She asks, looking like a lost little girl and completely eyes confused, do not to know where to focus. But he seems so serious and in rush.

“I know I look so rude and weird now but I think I want you to come with me.” He keeps himself down a bit and explains what he means. Now watching her with hope in his eyes to she accepts.

“So … I have to pack my things up.” She says confusedly. Not sure even what she's doing. Maybe it was what she waited for, but surely not like that. Anyway it looks cute so then why not?

“See you later.” He says with a fainted color smile on his lips. Probably thinking about he could save himself but also there's a voice in back of his head, saying terrifying words about how he can even control himself when he gets alone with this girl?

“Saturday morning on 9 AM.” She mentions date and time written on tickets. Low key saying that she spends a lot time to stare at those tickets wishing she be that lucky one who can stay with him on his unexpected vacation.

“Good night.” He says quickly as he sees his friends coming there. He was in pressure enough tonight from in and outside so better to run away now and let them to guess any dramatic things around what happened tonight.

“Yeah ... Good night.” She whispers, as watching his perfect back going out of her club, leaving her alone in shock and a bunch of questions which are coming to her and she doesn't know even how the fuck she supposes to tell them.

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