#taehyun x gender neutral reader

[bowlofsoob]

TAEHYUN AS YOUR GYM CRUSH !

taehyun x gender neutral reader

strangers to friends to lovers, college setting

you both met in a group chat meant to help people find gym buddies and he reached out since you guys lived near one another, and it didn’t take long for you two to become friends

if u don’t work out just pretend xx

[xypherz]

texting bsf!txt “i can’t cum”

warnings: nsfw, mdni, you will be blocked; lowercase intended; txt offers to help reader (obvi); mentions of medicine (antidepressants) being the cause of reader’s issue (soobin); petnames: love, baby, honey, sweetheart; some dom/sub dynamics? dom!txt; cursing??; i think that’s it but pls let me know

gender neutral reader as always (this is self indulgent im sorry)

I USED THE WRONG YOU’RE IN SOOBINS GUYS MURDER ME

also sorry for the weird cropping and formatting?? first time doing fake text format 😭

soobin

yeonjun

beomgyu

taehyun

hueningkai

[mapofthemazeinthemirror]

Hybrid!txt when you smell like someone else

Warnings: gender neutral reader, but for Taehyun's reader is mentioned to have a boyfriend. I should probably mention that when I write hybrids, I don't really picture people with animal features like ears and tails, just animal senses and behaviours? That should help this make more sense. This could also work for werewolves if you prefer to imagine it that way!

Note: this has been sitting in my drafts for months, it kept getting pushed back by other ideas. So glad to get it out. Please let me know which is your favourite scenario!

☆ gender neutral reader

Soobin

You were standing in the kitchen filling the sink with water to start the dishes when you heard the front door. It was game night; the night your boyfriend and his friends ordered in dinner and hogged the TV to play games until they wore each other out, or on some occasions, to tears. So you didn't mind doing the dishes tonight, even though it was technically Soobin’s turn.

"Yah, what's that smell?”

You turned to see Soobin and Beomgyu appear in the kitchen, bags from the convenience store slung over Beomgyu’s shoulder, a telltale sign that he'd lost at rock paper scissors. “Hi guys.”

"Is someone here?" Soobin asked, glancing down the hallway. You shook your head and he immediately dropped his confused expression, his face scrunching in disgust. “Then what smells like dog?”

"I don't... oh. It's probably my new boss, we had a meeting today." After all the time you'd been with Soobin, all the time you'd spent around his friends, you were still not that used to this whole thing. You couldn't always spot their kind, and sometimes you forgot about your boyfriend's intense senses, though you had gotten better since you started dating.

Beomgyu placed the bags atop the counter and scratched the back of his head. "The other guys will be here in a minute, so..." He looked up at Soobin who met his eyes.

This was another thing that happened often. It was like they could just lock eyes and know what the other was thinking without saying a word. The two seemed to finish their silent conversing, turning back to you, matching grins growing on their faces. Your eyes darted between the two of them, trying to get a clue as to what you were left out of the loop about, before they were coming at you. Sandwiching you between them, they both began rubbing their cheeks against yours, scenting you as you squirmed.

"Is this what you're going to smell like every day now?" Soobin asked into your hair.

Beomgyu was finding this funny, his laughter in your ear as you whined in complaint. "You reek! Maybe it's time to find a new job."

Once they were satisfied with their work, they stood back, chuckling at how mussed up your hair was from their handiwork. You pouted up at them and they were even more amused.

The doorbell rang before Yeonjun let himself in, the door still being unlocked. He waltzed into the kitchen with Taehyun in tow. "Who's ready to get whoop-" his face fell and his eyes began to search the floor, before looking between you and Soobin, brows furrowed. "Did you guys get a dog or something?"

Before Beomgyu or Soobin could do anything except smirk at you, you were turning on your heel and announcing that you were going to take a shower.

Yeonjun

When he arrives home, straight away his senses hone in on your jacket hanging over the porch railing, soaking wet—yet still he can smell what you've tried to erase. As soon as you hear his key in the door you’re there explaining, before he can utter a single word.

"This guy at the bus stop was all over me. I had to get a different bus so he wouldn’t be with me on the way here."

He stops midway through taking off his own coat, the shoulders of the garment hanging at his elbows. You hear the strain in his voice, see the fervor flash through his eyes. "What do you mean all over you?"

"He put his arm around me. He kept putting his face close to my ear to ask me questions… but-but I washed my hair when I got home. I washed my jacket twice but I wasn't sure if it would still get to you, so l left it outside. I'm sorry."

His expression faded as he relaxed a little. Still he kept his concentration solely on you as he pulled his hands from his sleeves and hung the coat up. "You don't have anything to be sorry about. Did he do anything else, anything more? Are you okay?"

You sighed tiredly, glad Yeonjun was home and you could have dinner and relax together and put the day behind you. “No, I’m fine.”

Stepping forward, he pulled you into his arms and pressed his cheek to the top of your head. “That’s all that matters.”

Beomgyu

Beomgyu stepped out of the cool night air and into the small store you worked in. He always picks you up when you work the night shift, preferring to drive you home than you taking the bus so late.

You haven't yet noticed his presence, despite the place being empty, busy tidying the shop for closing. As he slinks over to you, you reach up on your tip toes to put something away on a high shelf, and he means to put his arms around you to surprise, but something made him stop short behind you.

"Not again," he says, making you jump out of your skin.

"Gyu!" you yelp. "Don't do that!"

He pouts. "You smell like not you."

Pulling the fabric of your shirt to your nose and inhaling, you shake your head. "I don't smell anything."

You move off to the front desk, Beomgyu trailing behind, still complaining. "Of course you don't smell it, you pure-bred human—" and when you send him a look, he adds, "—affectionately. You just have to take my word for it."

He watches as you clock out and untie the apron from your waist, looking up at him tiredly. "Let's just go home, okay?"

He nods, and after turning off the lights and locking the doors, you make the short walk to his car. It's still warm inside, and it's such a relief to sit down after hours on your feet. You let your head rest back against the seat and look up at your boyfriend as he puts the key in the ignition.

"Thank you," you say tiredly.

As he looks over at you, he grabs something from the mirror and holds it out to you. Taking it from him, you look down to inspect what you've been given—his car air freshener. "You're welcome."

Taehyun

Taehyun couldn't hide his smile as he opened the door, until he got a whiff of something he didn't like. "Hey," he said, trying to act casual despite his senses waving tiny red flags at him. Yet, before he could stop himself, he was asking, "Where have you been?"

He watched as you took off your shoes, a hard task with your hands occupied with the pile of books and stationary you'd brought for studying, and usually Taehyun would be a gentleman and take them for you, but right now his mind was distracted.

"I stopped at my boyfriend's place. I'm sorry, am I late?"

Your boyfriend. He hadn't known you had a boyfriend... had he? He tried to rack brain, think of who you hung out with at school as he lead you into the house. "Oh... no, uhm..."

You walked across him to put your stuff down at the table and he got a stronger smell of the scent that hovered around you. Your boyfriend was definitely not completely human. He wondered if you knew. He wondered if he could compose himself enough to study with this smell hanging around.

"Let's get started," you were saying as you took a seat.

Taehyun tried to ignore his thoughts as he sat with you, listening to you talk about the assignment and dividing tasks. He did his best to focus on the words you were saying, your voice, your eyes, anything he could hold onto. But his instincts were strong. He stood up suddenly, your eyes following him, mouth forming a question. "Would you like anything? To eat or drink?"

Your expression cleared of confusion. "Sure, water would be nice."

Thankful to busy himself and get a break, he walked over to the kitchen and filled one glass, then another, breathing deeply all the while to try to calm his system. As he returned to the table, you were coming back from the front hall, suddenly without your jacket on. You reached out and took one of the glasses from him and sat down once more. He noticed that most of the scent was gone; he could bear being so close to you now.

"I really like that jacket you were wearing," he commented nonchalantly between discussions of school work.

You looked up from your notes with a smile. "Oh yeah? Me too. It's my boyfriend's, I'm always stealing it when I can."

He nodded, trying to keep the small smile from fading. It's okay, I'm okay, his mind was trying to console him. It probably wouldn't work out between the two of you anyway... right?

Huening Kai

He found you on the couch, laying on your side, tucked into a ball. “Hi hun,” he spoke softly, knowing this habit of yours meant something was up. He wasn’t going to bring up the scent he had picked up before he’d even opened the front door just yet.

You peeked up at him and he could tell you were exhausted. “Hi." His smile and his eyes were so warm that you immediately blurted out what was wrong without him needing to ask. "I went to a party.”

“Oh?" Your voice was so small and meak it tugged at Kai’s heart. "A party?”

“I didn’t want to go but my friends… they dragged me there, and I… I’m pretty sure everyone there was…” You pressed your lips together.

“Stinky,” he finished for you with a playful scrunch of his nose.

Nodding, you uncurled yourself to make room for your boyfriend on the couch. He sat and reached for your hand, holding it inside his big, warm one. His hands were always warm. He was always warm. It was one of your favourite things.

“It was kinda scary,” you admitted. At this, he tugged your hand towards him, a sign for you to come closer, and soon you were tucked into his lap.

"I know," he said softly, rubbing his hands up and down your arms soothingly. "I know it's still all new to you."

Humming in agreement, you allowed your head to fall into the crook of his neck. This was the place you felt safest in the whole world, even before you knew that the world was not as you had always thought.

Kai's voice rumbled through his chest, vibrating through you as he spoke. "Maybe a bath might help you relax."

You looked up at him, and he brought his face down to rub his nose against yours, his trademark show of affection with you. "Do I really smell that bad?"

The boy couldn't hide his smirk. "Just a little."

written by mapofthemazeinthemirror - do not repost my work in any form

[sunoooism]

› summary : what txt do when you're feeling sad ! (separately)

› fluff , comfort / wc: 691

› warnings : mentions of sadness, little bit of crying, a few kisses, hand holding, not proofread, gn!reader. muias writing comeback ?? 😓 literally praying this shows up in tags caused it's queued. ALSO, I WILL NOT HAVE ANY PORRIDGE SLANDER.

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choi yeonjun

→ cooks for you

you sniffle as yeonjun places a bowl of porridge in front of you, wiping your watery eyes with the ends of your knitted jumper. "thanks, 'jun."

"of course, pretty." he smiles, leaning down to dab at your damp cheeks. you let him do it for you, his touch so delicate, as though he thought you'd crack without it. he finished his ministrations with a tender kiss to your puffy cheek.

"'m gonna get some jam for your porridge."

your face lights up a little. "raspberry ?"

you can hear yeonjun chuckle as he rummages around your cupboards, fetching an unopened jar of jam before he makes his way back to you and your steaming bowl of oats.

"duh, what else." his lips quirk up as he let a dollop of the sweet spread melt into your food.

choi soobin

→ takes you on a walk

you let out a yawn, the chilly air filling your lungs as you continued strolling down the narrow road with your boyfriend. his gloved hand was tightly clutching yours, making sure to keep you on the inside of the pathway and away from moving cars.

"you look so cute, all bundled up like that." soobin chuckles, staring down at you with his scarf and earmuffs practically swallowing you whole. and a fluffy coat that fell past your knees just like he insisted.

"I really think you should have worn gloves like I said..."

"binnie, I'm fine, I promise." you smile lovingly, leaning against his side as he kept your hands warm in his. with him, you already felt better and your heart a little lighter.

choi beomgyu

→ tries to cheer you up with his jokes

"what ? you didn't think that one was funny ?"

he's grinning, and you're trying your absolute hardest not to as well. your hardest wasn't enough though, apparently.

as soon as Beomgyu sees your lips quirk up —even if it's the smallest smile to ever exist— he's wrapping you in his arms and squeezing tightly.

"ah, see ! you do think I'm funny !"

it's not even the joke itself that makes you laugh. his smile is contagious, and even if you wanted to stay sad and wallow in self pity some more you couldn't, he wouldn't let you.

"mmm, maybe a little..." your arms slip around his waist, squeezing him back as you sigh contently into his warmth.

kang taehyun

→ reads to you

you gazed up at taehyun as your head rested on his chest. just simply admiring him while he read to you. his voice was gentle and soft, adoring brown eyes flicking across the page. you had always loved when he'd read to you, especially when you were feeling down. he always managed to help.

he stole a quick glance at you, wondering if you'd maybe fallen asleep because of your stillness and silence. but when he caught you staring he let a small smile stretch out on his lips.

"do I have somethin' on my face ?" taehyun chuckles, placing a thumb in-between the pages of the book so as to not lose his place. you smile in return and brought a hand up to the hair which framed his face, tucking it away from his eyes and behind his ear.

"no. jus' wanted to look at you."

he grins, pressing a chaste kiss to the tip of your nose before continuing to read to you.

huening kai

→ doesn't let go of you

your room was blanketed with darkness, soft breaths and whispers of sweet nothings filled your head. the gentle scent of kai's cologne wafted around the cozy room. your boyfriend had you pressed against his chest, and he made sure to keep you close when he tangled his legs with yours.

"are you feeling a bit better ?" he asks softly, his voice barely above a whisper as he let his thumb draw circles on your lower back. you hum at the soothing action, sighing contently into his chest.

"mhm, 'm feelin' a little better. thank you, hyuka."

kai smiles and presses a warm kiss to the top of your head, pulling you even closer until your nose was pressed into the juncture of his neck. the two of you lay there with one another in a comfortable silence, exchanging tender and chaste kisses as the melancholic feeling faded from your body.

©sunoooism

[spiceofvy]

hello, may I request aftercare with txt? :)

Aftercare with TXT

an: i'm finally back! school really killed all motivation to write, but i survived and i'm happy to post again :,)

cws: gender neutral reader, nsfw-ish, very soft and fluffy, mentions of rough sex (taehyun)

Yeonjun: Very cuddly, very clean. He always needs to strip the sheets, preferably while you are in the bathroom so you don't stress yourself with helping him and can fully relax after sex. Pulls you into bed with him afterward and Koala hugs you, not ever letting you go again. He is not super talkative though, and prefers to save the pillow talk for the next morning.

Soobin: Super calm and caring, takes it very slowly, and is super careful with you. Talks through the whole thing, going into great detail about everything the two of you liked or disliked. Feeds you afterward, gives you water, and hugs you really tight until the two of you fall asleep.

Beomgyu: Very sweet. Literally. Feeds you candy. Feeds himself candy. Which he has already prepared next to the bed. As he really dislikes being separated from you. No matter how dirty the sheets or how sweaty the two of you are he stays cuddling close to you.

Taehyun: Honestly loves the aftercare more than the sex itself. Is really excited to take care of you especially when the two of you were a little bit rougher in bed. After a quick wipe down he gives you a soft little massage gently kneading your muscles until you are putty in his hands or the two of you are worked up again. Afterwards, there is some sweet pillow talk.

Kai: Three things. Cuddling. Plushies. Sweets. Likes to keep you close in his arms, not letting you go for even a second. Needs a lot of soft things around him like his plushies and two more blankets. After the first few moments, he goes grab some candy though just to keep your blood sugar up. Then cuddles you again and stays with you the whole night.

[taeiun]

"it's 3 am wtf."

aka. sending them a random photo & saying "sorry wrong person" after

categories: gn!reader, crack, fluff smau 　　 warnings: one piss joke in beomgyu's part. lmk if there's anything else it's late here.

notes: im going to fight memi message in a dq parking lot for messing up hyuka's messages mORE THAN FOUR TIMES NOW OML- also ignore the time stamp in hyuka's, i edited my phone time for this lol

✧ YEONJUN, SOOBIN, & BEOMGYU !

✧ TAEHYUN & HUENING KAI !

^ . _ . ^ !? all photos used were saved on my phone. don't question anything i beg of you

© taeiun 2023. all rights reserved. do not copy, repost, translate, modify, or claim any of my writing as yours.

[yawnzbf]

⚝ what can a bartender do?

Drunk Choi Yeonjun finds himself attracted to a specific bartender, what happens when they give in though? tw- drinking, making out, bartender!reader, kinda red flag yj(?), first time writing in 2nd person (you prns used)

It was a coincidence when you and yeonjun first met at the bar, you had just joined in as a bartender- the very first day on this job, Choi yeonjun- their loaded and a regular customer came in.

“Oh? what’s a new face doing here?” he asks taking a seat in front of you, eyes darting inspecting every inch of your body.

“Sir, yeonjun! Glad to see you here, this is our new employee- yn ln; don’t worry too much about it, I’ll send in your regular bartender!” your manager standing along with other employees spoke with a sickeningly sweet tone. Seems like this yeonjun was a big deal.

Yeonjun's eyes remained fixed on you, seemingly uninterested in the replacement. The silence stretched as he pondered for a second too long, making you feel smaller under his scrutinizing gaze. Finally, he let out a sigh before replying.

“no need, let’s see what pretty face here can do tonight” he said, a mischievous smirk latching onto his face  

Taking a deep breath to steady yourself, you approached him with a professional smile. "What can I get you, Mr. Yeonjun?" you asked, your voice steady despite the nervous energy coursing through you.

Yeonjun leaned back against the bar, his gaze never leaving yours. "Surprise me," he replied, a glint of amusement in his eyes.

Undeterred, you concocted a cocktail, carefully selecting ingredients that ypu thought would match his usual preferences. Placing the drink in front of him, you awaited his verdict.

He eyed the drink for a moment before lifting it to take a sip. A subtle smile curved his lips, and he nodded in approval. "Not bad, Y/N. Maybe you're not just a pretty face after all," he remarked, a playful edge in his voice.

//

As the night wore on, Yeonjun found himself on the tipsier side of intoxication. His usual charismatic charm had given way to a more carefree demeanor, and it was evident that he had reached his limit. Concerned for his well-being, you decided it to guide him to a more private and comfortable space.

"Yeonjun-ssi, I think it's best if you take a break in one of our private rooms. It'll be quieter, and you can relax there," you suggested, offering him a steadying hand.

With a lopsided grin, Yeonjun agreed, allowing you to lead him to one of the bar's secluded rooms. The door closed behind you, muffling the sounds of the lively bar. The room was dimly lit, with a soft ambiance that contrasted with the bustling energy outside.

"Wait here for a moment, Yeonjun-ssi. I'll make sure you have everything you need," you said, moving around the room to diming the lighting and make it cozier. There was a small couch against one wall, adorned with plush cushions, providing a comfortable spot for Yeonjun.

As you turned to check on him, you found Yeonjun lounging on the couch, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "What's the occasion, yn? Bringing me to a private room... feels a bit intimate, don't you think?" he teased, a playful smirk on his lips.

You chuckled, trying to maintain professionalism, "Just making sure you're comfortable, Yeonjun-ssi. Is there anything specific you need?"

Yeonjun's gaze lingered on you, his expression shifting to a more sincere one. "Just your company would be perfect, yn."

As you moved about the room, adjusting the ambiance, Yeonjun decided to stretch out, his gaze following your every move. Just as you were about to turn away, the unexpected weight of Yeonjun's intoxicated state took you by surprise. Unprepared for the sudden burden, you stumbled backward, arms flailing.

With a quick reflex, Yeonjun smoothly caught you, his hands gripping your shoulders. The room seemed to spin for a moment as you found yourself pressed against the wall. Yeonjun's strong presence enveloped you, and you could feel the warmth of his touch on your skin.

"Careful there, yn," he chuckled, the playful glint returning to his eyes. However, something shifted between you two in that fleeting moment – something unspoken lingered in the air.

As you regained your balance, there was a palpable tension, a silent acknowledgment of the closeness that had unexpectedly blossomed. Yeonjun, with a smirk, let his hands linger on your shoulders for a moment longer than necessary. The air crackled with a subtle energy as his gaze bore into yours.

In that charged moment, Yeonjun's expression changed, and his playful demeanor gave way to something more intense. Almost instinctively, he brought both hands to the wall on either side of your face, effectively trapping you.

The sudden closeness made your breath hitch, and as you looked up at him, something flickered between you two. The dim light cast a shadow over his features, accentuating the mystery in his eyes. Yeonjun, almost imperceptibly, leaned in, the distance between your lips narrowing.

However, you halted him with a hand placed gently on his chest, eyes averted. The playful atmosphere shifted to one of unspoken tension. "Yeonjun-ssi," you murmured, the vulnerability in your voice contrasting with the charged air. The moment hung suspended a delicate distance between desire and restraint.

//

Yet here you were, lost in the warmth of his kisses, the very person you had resisted just a few weeks ago. How did you find yourself entangled in his embrace? The questions lingered, but in the heat of the moment, you dared not challenge the allure that Choi Yeonjun had cast upon you.

With every harsh pull of his lips against yours, the firm yet tender pull of your waist into his embrace, and the low, appreciative groans that escaped him with every tug on his hair, you let him get you more and more. None of it made sense and perhaps, you didn’t want it to make sense either.

Maybe just for this night, you’d let yourself have him.

“please..” he pleaded, as you moved along his jaw, littering kisses all over him, devouring him whole.

You continued to trail kisses along his jawline, savoring the taste of the forbidden moment. The air crackled with tension, desire woven into the fabric of the dimly lit room. His half-lidded eyes and slightly parted lips begged for more.

"What are you pleading for, Yeonjun?" you asked, pulling back for a moment to lock eyes with him. His gaze, intense and filled with a mixture of emotions, met yours with a raw honesty that struck a chord within you.

His response came as a breathy exhale, a plea wrapped in the simplicity of his request. "Mm, dunno. Please, just continue."

And that you did.

a/n: ahhh i love him sm!! i just want to gobble him up entirely

[wonie-not-wony]

TEXT. texting TXT " I love you " randomly.

PAIRING. bf!txt x gn!reader

GENRE. fluff, sns

WARNINGS. none :)

A/N. i have been away longer than expected 😞😞 im so sorry i've been trying to find time to write but mental block & school work is weighing down my shoulders. i shall post another work today hopefully :'))

🌼 .. yeonjun

🌼 .. soobin

🌼 .. beomgyu

🌼 .. taehyun

🌼 .. huening kai

© wonie-not-wony. all rights reserved. please don’t repost, plagiarize and translate.

[woncon]

Flufftober Day 22

Picking a favourite

🎃 taehyun x gn!reader

🎃 special thanks to @honeytwo for helping me translate this into english, correcting my grammar and other mistakes. thank you for everything! °♡̷•.

🎃 flufftober masterlist | main masterlist

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Your feet are tapping and your eyes are glistening as the next piece of chocolate is placed in your mouth, and its sweet taste fills you up.

"Oh my God!" you munched a few times. "This is even better than the last one!" You can hardly believe it.

Taehyun laughs and breaks off another piece. He doesn't even have to ask if you want some more, you pick it out of his fingers with your teeth, then groan and roll onto your back.

"How can it be so heavenly?"

You suck it with your eyes closed. You sigh.

"Almost as good as my favourite."

"What do you mean? It's not your favorite? Did I bring the wrong one?"

Taehyun begins to study the paper as you sit up, coming face to face with him, looking at him lovingly with a smile.

"No, you brought the right one. This is my favorite chocolate. But there's something I like even better."

"Which is?"

You kiss your boyfriend on the lips and then lean away.

"Your mouth. I could kiss your mouth all day long without a break, unlike the chocolate."

Taehyun's eyes become filled with woozy lust as he takes you by the back of the neck and kisses you. You fall backwards. The boy's tongue roams your mouth. You sweep the sweets from Taehyun's lap to run your palm under his shirt, caressing his stomach wall and chest.

Because it's not just your boyfriend's mouth you like better than chocolate, it's his everything.

flufftober taglist (send an ask! <3)

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[antash]

Everything to Somebody Else (Soobin's pov)

Pairing: Non-idol! Soobin x reader, Non-idol! Taehyun x reader

Genre: Drama

Warnings: soobin's pov, toxic! soobin, bar setting, alcohol, mentions of taehyun not by name, soobin refers to taehyun as bastard (twice), mention of a crowd, implied influenced driving, possessive behavior

Synopsis: Soobin is not happy at the sight of Y/N with another man so he creates a plot. But he's confused when it doesn't go like he thought it would.

Note: i dont think you need to read the other imagines to understand; other than the original (reader pov) version. i highly recommend doing so either before or after this one. it was fun to write soobin's pov, though it wasn't originally to go as in depth of the bar night with tyun; buy what can i say 🤷‍♀️

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Soobin bitterly drank his drink as he watched Y/N interact with a brown-haired male from across the bar. He slammed the glass back onto the counter, not tearing his eyes away from the duo. Soobin hadn't talked with you since Halloween, which was around a month ago. He wasn't exactly sure what had the radio silence from Y/N, and he had become busy with his developing relationship with Moa. Soobin rolled his eyes, the mystery guy was obviously up to no good. And what kind of friend would Soobin be, if he didn't do anything. He downed the rest of his drink before another one; which he chugged as well and setting it onto a random table. He walked his way onto the dance floor, shoving past the crowd of people with his eyes focused on where Y/N was dancing with that bastard. "Y/N! It's been awhile!" he called out once he got close to the dancing pair. Soobin reached his hands out to grab at Y/N's arms, successfully pulling them away from the guy. And if the tall male internally smirked at that fact then no one needed to know. "Hi Soobin" they tried yelling over the music. "You stopped texting and responding to me!" he whined to them with a pout. Soobin knew that Y/N couldn't resist him sticking his lips out like that so he'd be driving off with them soon enough. "Yeah, I've been busy with work". He knew Y/N had to be lying. While he didn't know the extent of this type of job; was being a bartender really all that busy.? Soobin got pushed by someone in the crowd and he took the opportunity to further enter Y/N's space. He looked back in agitation partly from the action and partly from the bold-faced lie. "Are you okay?" Y/N asked, placing their hands onto the blonde's forearms. Soobin shook his head, pouting his lips out further, and adding an 'take me home' to sell the point. He couldn't help the teasing look in his eyes as the two friends had been in similar situations a few times before. Soobin would drink then Y/N would take him home and the two would spend the night together. "I can't. Where are your friends?" Y/N tried looking around the crowd on the dancefloor for his friends, who weren't there. Soobin just brushed the question off as he continued with his begging. It was odd to him that his tactic wasn't working. Before: Y/N and him would have out the bar door by now. They continued to deny each of his request to take him home even as they brought him back to the bar stools. ~ Soobin internally groaned as he saw the brown-hair male find him and Y/N at the bar. He gulped down the water that was handed to him before slumping onto the bar. Glaring at the shorter male as he talked with Y/N, the two of them acting like he wasn't sitting just some steps away. Soobin wondered how the guy had been able to find them, had he been waiting for them or had Y/N texted him. He was getting annoyed at how this night wasn't going according to his plans. ~ As Soobin was settled into the back of the taxi, he felt indignant. Y/N always took care of him, they always put him above everyone else, they always brought him back to one of their places. Who exactly was this bastard that Y/N didn't want to leave him for Soobin!? What the hell had changed in the month since Halloween!? Soobin huffed and crossed his arms as he fully sat up in the seat. He turned his head slight, only to catch the dark figure of two people hugging from the window. The sight managed to piss him off even more as he faced forward. "Pull over". "I'm sorry? What was that, Sir?" "Pull over. Or I punch the seats, the choice is yours?" Soobin said as he looked over at the driver. His eyes were cold as he stared at them, and his jaw seemed tense as he bounced his leg. The taxi stopped which allowed for the tall male to get out. He threw out a wad as he stepped outside before slamming the door. Soobin felt like he could barely hold back the anger that he was feeling as he walked back to the parking lot where his car was. He was not this development. Y/N was interested in him, Y/N was his, and Y/N was sure as hell not supposed to move on to someone else.

[bowlofsoob]

TXT AS YOUR BOYFRIEND RANDOM TEXTS AND TWEETS

established relationship, canon compliant (theyre idols)

txt on tour so it’s long distance, nsfwish

gender neutral reader

[jiunngs]

ANYTHING YOU WANT ✶ TXT

ft. gn!reader x txt (separate scenarios). wc 2.2k. note PLEASE tell me if someones done this before omg. and also it might be like kind of awful so im sorry in advance LMAOO

desc ★ where they'd take you & what'd you do on your first date.

수빈 ☆ SOOBIN : coffee shop.

it was a simple yet almost charmingly sweet choice for the first place you’d be going to together when you were dating, and officially at that. not just outings as ‘friends’ filled with longing glances when he thought you weren’t looking, and the slight spark of electricity that ran up his spine when the tips of your fingers brushed against his while you passed things to him, as he’d spent the past few months doing.

what the two of you had still felt so new. he chalked it up to the fact it had only been a mere week after he had stood in front of you one night after dropping you back to your apartment, ears burning red as he’d made the leap and confessed to you right there and then; only stammering once (which he’d given himself a mental pat on the back for afterwards).

the pleasant surprise of how nice it was, just sitting in a cosy booth by the window and letting the early morning sunrays shine down on you both while you shared smiles and held conversations about anything that came to mind, was something you both would come to treasure. it wasn’t the most flashy, nor particularly extravagant, but none of that mattered. what mattered was the two of you, hiding grins behind ceramic mugs and trading stories from the piles sitting in your memories, each anecdote prompting another string of exclamations and comparisons to the other’s own experiences.

any slight awkwardness he’d half-expected was nowhere in sight, instead replaced by the warmth coursing through his chest when you aimed a smile right at him after he’d let a stray compliment slip (because he really couldn’t help it, when you were sitting across from him looking like that), or laughed at something he’d said in one retelling or another, or when you scooted forward in your chair just enough to hook your ankle around his; with nothing but a quirk of your lips to suggest you’d done anything at all.

that day would be the first of many, he hoped. the first step in a journey that would continue on for miles and miles and miles, with no end in sight.

연준 ☆ YEONJUN : restaurant & a walk in the city.

the restaurant he took you to was one he knew had caught your eye and had been wanting to try for a while, and he relished in the grin it brought to your face and the soft “thank you” that he brushed off instantly, saying there was no need for it.

he spent most of the duration of your shared meal finding opportunities to connect your palms together, to steal mouthfuls of your food with a smirk and a laugh and then quickly move to shield his own plate from your outreached hand. to pour you as many drinks as he’d had himself, hands taking extra care not to spill a single drop. to ignore any offers coming from you about contributing to the bill and instead giving you the complimentary sweet they left with the receipt, insisting you could simply pay him back with more time spent together.

after you'd left, hands brushing together with every step and matching smiles on your faces, he tipped his head back and took a deep breath of the fresh air; bordering on cold due to the late hour, and asked if you'd like to take a walk. the sun had long since disappeared from it's place, leaving behind the full moon and stars as the only specks of light in the otherwise clear sky.

it was quiet in the streets, the only sounds coming from cars passing by and the momentary burst of other's conversations and laughter from inside passing bars, restaurants, karaoke bars, as people left them. lights from neon signs and office buildings still illuminating the last few employees inside them at their desks lit up the pavements you walked down, and his palm never left yours for a second. you talked about anything and everything you could think of and wandered until your legs were sore, collapsing into each other onto a bench and then just.. relaxing. taking in the moment with each other without any words needing to be said, cheeks still flushed from the alcohol and hearts feeling full.

as he sat resting his head on your shoulder in the back of the cab you'd eventually called to take you home, a little tipsy and a lot giddy from the complete lack of space between you, he hoped he’d get to do this a lot more.

범규 ☆ BEOMGYU : arcade.

he didn’t intentionally take you to the arcade to see your competitive streak flare up, but he couldn’t deny that he didn’t enjoy having a front-row seat to witnessing it. seeing the look of pure excitement in your eyes as you bulldozed through all the machines they had to offer, determined to win and uncaring about the endless amounts of pocket change lost to the games on the way, reminded him just why he liked you so much in the first place.

he thought your frustration when you lost a game (whether that be to beomgyu himself, a little mistake on your part, or just bad luck) was cute too. it was a situation where beomgyu was winning either way, even if he couldn’t seem to come first place in a single race on the mario kart game.

but once he’d set his sights on an old guitar hero machine sitting tucked into a corner, ready and waiting to be used, he couldn’t not lead you straight over to it and quickly slot in the coins required for a game.

with feet tapping to match the beat of the riff ringing out of the tinny speakers, he got to it with practiced ease. his fingers found the correct coloured frets with little to no problem and a wide grin spread across his face at the sight of his score racking up fast. when he chanced a look over at you, however, it looked like you weren’t quite getting into it as much. the chords you were hitting were few and far between (and mostly on accident) and you were missing more than a few of the remaining notes.

maybe it was because he simply felt a little bad. maybe it was because he liked you just enough (more than enough) to sacrifice his own perfect high score. but the sight of you muddling your way through it made him set down the fake guitar gently onto the multicoloured carpet decorated with zigzags and neon spirals, and step up behind you.

he couldn't find it in him to care about the looks the pair of you might be getting, instead focusing on moving your fingers to hit all the right beats and pointedly ignoring how he suddenly felt like he was running a few degrees hotter. the way you were shifting around in front of him made him move the hand not currently on the frets to whack you on the arm, not hard enough to hurt but just enough to feel it.

"yah! i'm trying to help you here!"

that only made you laugh, and that of course set him off too, and soon you were pushing and shoving each other in jest and completely ignoring the game you were supposed to be playing in favour of messing around; not realising the song was over until a loud call of "game over!" startled you out of it.

even with beomgyu's help your score was still atrociously low, and at the sad sight of it plastered on the screen you both couldn't help but start laughing all over again. he thought, for a small moment, that if all dates were going to be like this, he'd take you on them forever.

태현 ☆ TAEHYUN : bowling alley.

it was almost like a weight lifted off his shoulders when you turned to him with a grin as he pulled up to the venue, eyes glittering with excitement. of course he knew you liked what you were going to be doing — why would he take you somewhere you didn't even want to be, after all? and on the first date, of all things? — but he wasn't exactly sure if it was what you had in mind for the chosen place of said first date. now it seemed all his worrying had been for nothing, thank god.

you were shown to a lane sitting empty right at the very end by an employee that looked like they'd rather be doing anything else but working, and the second you stepped onto the wooden flooring you were immediately assaulted with the bright disco lights flashing in every direction you looked, paired with the generic pop song playing over the speakers and being partially drowned out by the sound of pins being knocked down on other lanes.

settling into the game was easy after that, trading laughs and pats on the shoulder when one of you threw a gutter ball or missed the remaining pins completely on the second turn. it was mostly messing around for the first few rounds; trying to make the other laugh by throwing it in absurd positions and running over the boundary line after checking no-one was looking to give the ball a little helping hand when it got stuck due to it being thrown in aforementioned absurd position.

you only started getting serious about halfway through, lighthearted mood turning a little more heated as you started aiming with more purpose, started racing each other to the highest score before the game was over. taehyun broke triple figures on the eighth turn and you weren't far behind. despite the pair of you both deciding to treat it as a lives-on-the-line competition, you were still playing around: shoving each other with smirks on your faces and shouting taunts from behind them in attempts to throw them off their game, sharing laughter and swapping smiles.

in the end you won by a mere 10 points, and as he watched you celebrate wildly; throwing your hands in the air and dancing around while grinning so hard it looked like it hurt, he felt his heart skip a few beats in his chest. he wasn't sure how you still managed to make him feel dizzy even in the low lighting, flashing colours painting you red and green and blue and yellow.

he let you lead him out of the building still half in a daze, almost stumbling on the step between the entrance down to the concrete pavement outside, and only snapped out of it when you tackled him in a tight hug and thanked him for the day out.

"the next date'll be on me, okay?"

the next date. there'd be another. he could only stand there and nod, bringing his own arms up to wrap around you in return before you finally let him go and waved him goodbye. the next date. he was looking forward to it already.

휴닝카이 ☆ HUENING KAI : carnival.

he was relieved that you'd agreed to come with him, even more so when you said you liked the idea and was looking forward to it. the pressure of trying to make sure you had a good time and not make himself look like too much of a bumbling idiot was something that weighed on his mind for a while, but was forgotten the moment he saw you waiting for him at your agreed upon spot, looking up to meet his eyes with a small wave and bright smile. from that moment on the only thing that was on his mind was simply enjoying himself, with you right next to him the whole night.

you'd stayed close the whole time: bumping shoulders in attempt to throw him off his target at the hook-a-duck stall while your laughter rang in his ears, tugging lightly on his jacket to catch his attention while you pointed over to the waltzers and proceeding to drag him straight to them, playfully messing with his hair or patting him on the arm or his thigh in either celebration when he won a game at one of the many colourful stalls dotted around or reassurance when he was feeling a little nervous at the prospect of going on a certain ride.

he’d gone pinker than the cotton candy he’d bought you when you’d switched the sweet treat to your other hand so you could hold his, a smile on your face as you asked him what he wanted to go on next.

the only time you broke apart was to go on the bumper cars, and he was too distracted by the smirk on your face as you drove at him head-on to realise that.. well, you were driving at him head-on. the impact made him jump and he threw you a mock look of betrayal, before coming to his senses and stepping on it, making a beeline for your car in return.

the chorus of your combined laughter echoed around the small space, and by the end of it you both stumbled out hand in hand, a little sweaty but still happy; smiles stretching wide on both your faces.

when you told him that you wanted to do it again sometime at the end of the night he couldn’t stop himself from wrapping you in a tight hug, hiding his flaming cheeks in the crook of your neck and thanking you over and over. it was a night to remember, one of the many to come.

✿ sorry if this is like atrocious awful doesnt make sense or fit them at all etc.. i got into them like 2 weeks ago LMAOO and it was only lowk because my bf like. really loves them and they seem cool so i was like why not ☠️☠️ hvnt proofread so sorry if u see any mistakes!!!! passing out now bye

[mapofthemazeinthemirror]

Toxic ex-husband!txt

Warnings: toxic, possessive, erratic behaviour, do not try this at home

Note: I feel diabolical for writing this

Soobin

Soobin is ushered out of a different exit of the courthouse than you, but his long legs make quick work of rounding the building—he’d seen your lawyer steering you out a back door. He finds you just as you reach your car, in such a passion that he doesn't notice the way you jump at the sound of his voice. You just sat through an hour of feeling his eyes on you as your divorce was finalised, kept your nerve and avoided looking his way, and you didn't have the nerve to face him now. His mind flashes with glimpses of the past, before you went through this silly charade of separation. All the happy times you’d had, all those years of love. His heart felt sour in his chest.

"You don't mean it, I know you don't," he calls out to you as he approaches. You're quick to shut yourself inside your car and lock the doors, scrambling to put the key in the ignition as his hands press against the window. "I know you'll miss me," he insists, somehow still not understanding the reality of the situation even after the year-long divorce process. "You won't last a day in that house without me." He walks mindlessly in the wake of the car as you drive away, anger flaring. He won't give you up.

Yeonjun

He dons a hoodie and sits in the back of the dark bar you're having a first date in. It wasn't hard to get access to the time and location of this little rendezvous, since the password for your new dating profile is the same one you use for everything else. He watches you flirt and make small talk, smile stupidly at this new love interest, who in Yeonjun's opinion is definitely trying way too hard. And yes, he's noticed that you're wearing his favourite dress, the one that he bought for you, that you would wear to every date night the two of you shared. He grits his teeth so hard he can hear the strain on them, downing the last of the drink he ordered to keep his table and slipping out. When you finally make it back to the parking lot, he's leant up against your car, hood off and face smug in the dim artificial light.

"Hey, baby," he says smugly, causing you to shiver. You haven't heard his voice in so long, and the pet name...

"What are you doing here? You know it's over," you keep your tone confident while looking around nervously. "You should be moving on, like I have."

He takes a few steps closer to you. "You know why you like that guy so much?" Yeonjun asks, leaning his face close to your ear and taking a whiff of an in-breath before whispering, "he's wearing my cologne."

Beomgyu

You're about to turn out the light and go to sleep when a loud knocking startles you, bringing you back downstairs. Carefully you look out the peep hole and see Beomgyu, cursing to yourself before opening the door with the plan to give him an earful. But when the door swings open, his eyes look frantic, and he lets out a sigh, shoulders sagging as if relieved. "Oh thank god," he says, before stepping around you into the house and looking around the room.

"Beomgyu, no. You have to go," you say sternly. He turns to face you and his distressed look is still at play. "I saw- There was someone creeping around out there," he explains excitedly, eyes wide. "They were right on the lawn!”

Panicked, you turn your gaze to the window. Before you know it he's grabbing you, pulling you against his chest. "I was so worried." You can feel his heart hammering against you, no evidence to be suspicious of his story. Your own heart rate picks up, and you almost feel comforted that Beomgyu is here, that someone was looking out for you. "I'll keep you safe. Let me stay, just for tonight."

Taehyun

Taehyun never thought he would stoop to this level, but hey, the tracking program was on sale—it was as if the universe was telling him he was meant to do it. He doesn't know how long he's been awake, staring at his computer screen, at the red dot that represents your phone's location. He did wash a few dishes earlier, but he had intermittently looked over at his phone where the same red dot shone unblinking back at him. It hasn't moved for hours, and he begins to wonder if he's been scammed, if maybe he should have gone for the device that he could attach to your car... Taehyun feels like the little red dot is mocking him, and he almost wants it to move from the square that depicts your house. Antsy and frustrated, he turns on the TV. But even while he distractedly watches some sporting match, he sees red.

Huening Kai

You hear your mother talking as you let yourself in to her house, your childhood home, for one of your weekly dinners together. There were no cars parked on the street, so you figure she's on the phone with one of her friends as she laughs heartily. You can't help but smile at how happy she sounds as you leave your shoes at the door. When you round the corner into the kitchen, the smile dies on your face. Standing there, oven mitts in hand, chuckling along with your mother, is your ex husband. It's as if the last eight months never happened and all is nice and peachy, just another Tuesday night and not the twilight zone.

Huening Kai spots you in the doorway and gives you a smile, your mother turning around looking bubbly and bright. "Here she is! Look who stopped in," she says, as if you haven't noticed the big elephant in the room.

"Why?" you ask with no semblance of friendliness.

She flicks the tea towel your way as if scolding you, looking simply incredulous. "Be nice to our guest! He brought dessert."

You feel like you're being pranked. She's always been on your side of things, though she would never speak badly of her ex son-in-law, and suddenly she's wrapped around his little finger? Have you missed something, you wonder.

The oven dings and the two exchange excited looks, seemingly ignoring your presence. Kai slips his hands into the mitts and opens the door, retrieving a sweet smelling pie. Your mother claps her hands, childlike, and moves off to find cutlery. Surely you must be dreaming, because this is too much. Kai holds the dessert out for you to see, smiling down at you with bright innocent eyes, tilting his head the way he used to when he addressed you. "Would you like to taste, honey?"

written by mapofthemazeinthemirror - do not repost my work in any form

[sunoooism]

> summary : txt group chat (+ yn)

> warnings : cursing, mention of drugs and alcohol, yeonjun is high (and maybe drunk), kys jokes, suggestive ?? Idk sex jokes, soobin threatens to shove a remote up yeonjuns ass, it's all platonic guys, gn!reader. lmk if I missed anything lol.

Idrk what possessed me to do this

©sunoooism

[spiceofvy]

hello, love your work! :))

i was thinking how about txt finding out you have nipple piercings?

TXT - Finding out that you have nipple piercings

a/n: my first time writing txt! I'm actually very happy with how this came out, I hope you enjoy!

cws: gender neutral reader, nsfw, nipple play, public foreplay (soobin), slight dom!reader (taehyun)

Yeonjun: This man is so into it! If it wasn't for him being an idol he would definitely have some himself! Loves to play with them, hearing you whine when he pulls on them, pinching them to see you blush, using his tongue on them so he can feel you writhe on his lap. Also loves to dress you up in ways that show them off, poking through the soft material.

Soobin: He is a bit shy when he first sees them, staring at your chest looking at how the metal shines in the dim light of the bedroom. But then quickly finds out that he is super attracted to them. The type to tease them through your shirt, pulling you into dark corners at events to rile you up with his nimble fingers. Would also get you vibrating jewelry if you are down for it.

Beomgyu: I definitely believe that he would enjoy a more edgy look on his partner. Tattoos, Piercings, everything out of the ordinary. He sometimes feels trapped in the meticulously planned look of a K-pop idol so having a partner that breaks those standards is super attractive to him. Constantly get you new jewelry. But still blushes every time he sees them on you.

Taehyun: He didn't know that this would be something he is turned on by but it definitely is. Asks you every time before he touches them, blushing darkly when he does and sees how you react. Especially if you're in a more dominant position he gets really whiny about being allowed to touch you.

Kai: You never told him, you just surprised him one day when you took your shirt off. He was pretty shocked about it, blushing while he stares at you with wide eyes and really politely asks you if he could touch them. Lightly touches the area around them, scared that touching them directly could hurt you or be uncomfortable. He accidentally teases you beyond belief until you grab his hand and make him touch you properly.

[neomujinjja]

Everything to Somebody else

Pairing: Non-idol Soobin x reader, Non-idol Taehyun x reader

Genre: Drama(?), One Shot(?)

Warnings: not edited, long, mention of a bar, getting into a romantic relationship despite having feelings for someone else, Soobin doesn't actually show up til the end, implied Taehyun end game, rushed/sucky ending

Synopsis: After the events of Soobin's party, you avoid the male. Moving on and taking a chance with someone else until Soobin shows up at the bar. Will old habits and feelings came to the surface again or is this the time to break the cycle?

Note: Continuation of 'And I'm not Special'. This will be better understood upon reading the other installments but should still be fine as a stand-alone.

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After the party, you had been avoiding Soobin. The realization that you cared for him more than he did you was painful. Instead, turning your focus to work and school; you had even began hanging out with a new guy: Taehyun. He was at the bar you worked to support the new singer Beomgyu. The three of you becoming close friends quickly in spite of Beomgyu's complaints of third-wheeling.

"How's your new student treating you?" you asked, returning to his side after helping a customer.

"They're alright but I don't think I'll be tutoring them very long" he said as he swirled his straw around.

"Why's that?"

"She seems more interested in flirting than learning."

"And who wouldn't want to mess around with a guy like you!" Beomgyu chipped in, throwing an arm around the other male's shoulders. "Wouldn't you agree, Y/N?" he continued turning to you while wiggling his eyebrows. You laughed before nodding in agreement.

"Gyu does have a point; you are an attractive man Hyunie" you pointed out to the muscular male. A hand raised up caught your attention from the corner of your eye. "One sec, you guys."

~

You brought Taehyun to the back door where the two of you would be able to speak in private. "What did you want to talk about?" you asked the male standing there. He hadn't told you but Beomgyu had been throwing thumbs up's in your guy's directions so you had some assumptions.

"Did you mean it when you said that I was attractive? Better yet, do you find me attractive?" Taehyun asked, getting straight into the point. He was starring directly into your eyes as he waiting for your answer.

"Yeah, it would be a lie if I said that I didn't find you to be attractive" you said with a nod. You hadn't realized that your earlier words had affected the man this much.

"In that case, would you want to go on a date?" Taehyun responded. "I know you've mentioned your rocky relationship past but I'm asking for a chance" he continued and it seemed that his nerves were finally getting to him. Taehyun had stopped making eye contact with you and was rubbing the back of his neck.

"I'd like that; you're a nice guy Hyunie and I'd be a fool to reject you plainly."

-

The date with Taehyun had gone amazingly and had lead to a 2nd and 3rd following. You had told Taehyun that you weren't sure about a committed relationship yet due to the unresolved feelings for Soobin. He had been understanding and said that as long as you continued to try with him then he could wait for the next level. His entire response made you feel confident in your choice to go on a date with him.

"No, no, no. You've been working the majority of the weeks for this past month. Enjoy some of Beomgyu's singing, hang around your boyfriend; either way you're not working" your boss said as they came up to you and pushed you away from the bar.

"Alright" you said, knowing that you wouldn't be able to win that fight. You took the seat next to Taehyun as you stole sips of his drink. "Should we head out to the dance floor?" you asked him with a sparkle in your eye. Taehyun took your hand in his and brought the two of you towards the crowd of people. You swayed, spun and sang along to the music with laughter coming out of you and Taehyun. Your hand having never leaving the male's for longer than 2 seconds.

"Y/N! It's been awhile!" a voice distantly shouted, trying it's best to be heard over the music. Then hands were grabbing at your arms and pulled you away from your companion. You came face to face with Soobin, his face had a slight flush to it. It wasn't an abnormal look for him around you but it felt weird seeing the male after a month.

"Hi Soobin" you yelled over the music as well and the bodies surrounding you.

"You stopped texting and responding to me!" the male whined and gave you a pout.

"Yeah, I've been busy with work." Soobin got pushed by someone in the crowd and stumbled further into your space. He looked back in slight agitation before turning to you again. "Are you okay?" you asked him, putting your hands onto his forearms to settle him.

Soobin shook his head "Take me home" he spoke afterwards with a little tease in his eyes.

"I can't." you told him. "Where are your friends?"

"Somewhere. Please Y/N, take me home, please?" he begged with his lips pouting out. But you stayed firm in your decision; a month ago, a Taehyun ago, you would've given in and taken the tall male back to his place. You would continue to care for him in the same way you always had but things were different now.

"I can't. I'm here with someone, I can't leave them." Soobin continued to beg and plead for you to bring him out of the bar as you dragged yourselves away from the dance floor. You reached the bar where you proceeded to order a water and pull out your phone to message Taehyun. By the time, Taehyun had managed his way back to the bar; you were able to convince Soobin to drink some of the water. "I'm sorry" you addressed the shorter male as you ran a hand over the top of your head.

"It's alright" Taehyun said, he made eye contact with you to ensure he meant it. "Does he need a ride?" he asked as he looked over at the blond male slumped on the bar.

"Yeah, I don't know where his friends are though. I already called him a ride" you explained to him. "Would you mind helping me get him in the car?" you continued, gestering to Soobin and his tall stature. Taehyun nodded and the two of you worked together to lead Soobin out of the pub.

~

After getting a struggling Soobin into the taxi, you fell into Taehyun's arms. His hands came up to secure you and he chuckled upon realization. "Come on, Gyu should be finishing up his set and then we can enjoy a quiet night" he said, giving a kiss wherever he could reach without disturbing your position.