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sometinybees ยท 2 years
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I'm sorry but anyone saying they got queerbaited by stranger things I hate to tell ya you did it to yourselves the duffer brothers had nothing to do with it
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1800jjbarnes ยท 1 year
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ใ€Synopsisใ€‘ : You missed your boyfriends dearly. But they were currently on a mission. Little did they know you had a few spell up your sleeves, so you could have them, even if it was only for a moment.
ใ€ŽWord countใ€ :ย ย 1.08k
Paring : Incubus!Steve x Incubus!Bucky x Human!Reader
[Warnings] : Demons. Mentions of ritualistic summonings. Incubus (Sex Demons) Warlock Wanda. Old Ruins/Symbols for Spell Casting. Threesome. Making out, marking, hints of double penetration. Unprotected sex. Anal. Demon Steve and Bucky. Dirty Talk. Pet names.
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You had written the symbols on the floorboards with a small piece of chalk. Just like your friend said. Desperation had consumed your being. Worry filling your soul. It had been days since you'd seen your lovers. You became scared they were lost in the under realms. So you went to someone who knew a summoning spell. Wanda, a powerful witch, and also a close friend of your boyfriends. He had gifted it to you. So you sat on the floor, rings and ruins around you. You started the chant, slowly and clearly. The floor started to rumble, while the chalk lines started to light up.
Once the last word is said, the glowing and the energy ebbs away. Did it work? You look around and see nothing different. Frustration grows in your chest as you look over the runes again on the ground. Then, a rough hand catches you off guard, caressing your face. Lifting it up to have a look at you, a sigh of relief washes over you.
A tall, broad incubus stands in front of you, his eyes, purple and skin that shimmers like a pearl. His hair is a dusty blonde , and it falls over his face, but you can see the grin wide across it. A light chuckles comes from across the room, and you whip your head to see another, laying around on your bed rubbing his neck like he just experienced whiplash. His shorter and more human figure made your heart jump. But his eyes still glisten that demon purple that made you fall in love all over again each time you see them.
"I was getting worried." You finally spoke, choking slightly as tears began to overwhelm you. Steve's hand, what is still held under your chin, rubs over your cheek slightly, making you feel a familiar calmness. You missed them so much, more than you thought you did.
"We were okay. We had to stay down there longer than we thought." Bucky's voice whispered behind you, his hot breath pooling against your ear, making you jump slightly. Steve then dropped his fingers from your chin, walking over aimlessly to the table with the old witchy books and candles on it.
"Besides, it's not really like there is phone reception in hell." He was cheeky, so you knew he meant nothing by the sly comment. Bucky turned your body slowly, his hands raking over your hips. He didn't waste time kissing you passionately. Something you had been missing since they left. Steve just watched silently, enjoying the view of his two lovers making out feverishly.
"A little desperate, are we?" Bucky mumbles into the kiss, feeling you bite his bottom lip while chasing him as he tries to pull away. You huff out a breath through your nose in response, continuing your assault on him. It's been far too long without them, and you weren't about to waste any time. Steve moved quickly, pulling you by your hips to spin you around away from Bucky. You let out a groan from his actions but quickly swallowed any whiny remarks when his lips latched onto your neck, sucking a harsh mark onto the skin. Bucky towers over your body, pushing himself flush against you so you could feel his bulge against your ass. His teeth pull against the lobe of your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. All the while, Steve litters your neck in bright hickeys.
"And here I thought Stevie and I were supposed to be the sex demons." Bucky's low voice growled in your ear. Steve made quick with his hands as he stripped your lower half of your pants and underwear.
"Maybe you two have just rubbed off on me." You choke suddenly, feeling Steve's cold fingers slide up your wet folds. Strange how, for a demon, he always seems to have cold hands. Bucky pushed you slightly into Steve's grasp, your head now leaning against the blonde's shoulder. He used his free hand to wrap around your waist, holding you steady while he pumped his fingers deep inside you.
"S-Stevieโ€ฆ" You became so focused on Steve that you hadn't noticed Bucky stripping behind you. Giving Steve a little show first, He spat on his hand so he could lube his cock up, pumping it a few times. Steve groans watching this unfold in front of him.
"Here. Give her to me." Buck gripped both your shoulders, pulling your body fully away from Steve, making his fingers fall out of your greedy hole. You cried at the loss of contact but Bucky was quick to pick you up, wrapping your legs around his hips so his cock could sink into you in one go.
"Fuck I missed your pussy so much, baby. You know how hard it is being away from our little sex toy?" Bucky groans in your ear, walking over to the wall so he could start fucking you against it. "Our kind needs sex like oxygen. We need it every day. And going a day without you is like being left for dead under the ocean." His thrusts were erratic making you moan loudly. Your fingers find the ends of his pitch hair, tugging harshly on the strands making him groan in response.
"Stevie and I can only fuck so much before we are left craving you." Hearing your lover confess about fucking one another while being away from you sparks fantasies in your mind. Bucky on top of Steve, gifting him all the pleasure he could desire. But yet it wouldn't be the same without you in the middle of it.
"Let's just say we also missed you a lot." Steve's voice made you open your eyes that you didn't realize were shut. His large hands grip your ass, turning you so instead of Bucky pounding into you while using the wall as a stabilizer, it was now Steve's body keeping you in place. "Take a deep breath." His words made you gulp, shakily taking the breath like he ordered while he sinks his cock in your tight ass. You felt so full, pain and pleasure mixing together. You couldn't help but question if you liked the pain or the pleasure more, but at this point, you couldn't care less. You were just happy to have your boys back. And also very happy to have them deep inside you.
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ja3hwa ยท 1 year
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DAY 10 : Threesome/Ritual - W.S
ใ€ŒTitleใ€ : Crave Sex Like It's Air
ใ€ŒWord countใ€ : 1.08k
-> Genre: Smut, Fantasy Au, Supernatural
Paring: (Wooyoung & San) WooSan x Reader
[Warnings] : Demons. Mentions of ritualistic summonings. Incubus (Sex Demons) Warlocks Yeosang. Old Ruins/Symbols for Spell Casting. Threesome. Making out, Marking, Hints of Double penetration. Unprotected sex (Don't do that). Anal (don't do that without prep) Demon Wooyoung and San. Dirty Talk. Let me know If I missed anything.
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You had written the symbols on the floorboards with a small piece of chalk. Just like your friend said. Desperation had consumed your being. Worry filling your soul. It had been days since you'd seen your lovers. You became scared they were lost in the under realms. So you went to someone who knew a summoning spell. Yeosang, a powerful warlock, and also a close friend of your boyfriends. He had gifted it to you. So you sat on the floor, rings and ruins around you. You started the chant, slowly, and clearly. The floor started to rumble, while the chalk lines start to light up.
Once the last word is said, the glowing and the energy ebbs away. Did it work? You look around and see nothing different. Frustration grows in your chest as you look over the runes again on the ground. Then a soft hand catches you off guard, caressing your face. Lifting it up to have a look at you, a sigh of relief washes over you.
An incubus stands in front of you, his eyes, purple and skin that shimmers like a pearl. His hair, dark that falls over his face but you can see the grin wide across it. A light chuckles comes from across the room and you whip your head to see another, laying around on your bed rubbing his neck like he just experienced whiplash. His taller and more human figure made your heart jump. But his eyes still glisten that demon purple that made you fall in love all over again each time you see them.
"I was getting worried." You finally spoke, choking slightly as tears began to overwhelm you. Wooyoung's hand what still held under your chin, rubs over your cheek slightly, making you feel a familiar calmness. You missed them so much, more than you thought you did.
"We were okay. We had to stay down there longer than we thought." San's voice whispered behind you, his hot breath pooling against your ear making you jump slightly. Wooyoung then dropped his fingers from your chin, walking over aimlessly to the table with the old witchy books and candles on it.
"Besides it's not really like there is phone reception in hell." He was cheeky so you knew he meant nothing by the sly comment. San turned your body slowly, his hands raking over your hips. He didn't waste time, kissing you passionately. Something you had been missing since they left. Wooyoung just watched silently, enjoying the view of his two lovers making out feverishly.
"A little desperate are we?" San mumbles into the kiss, feeling you bite his bottom lip while chasing him as he tries to pull away. You huff out a breath through your nose in response continuing your assault on him. It's been far too long without them and you weren't about to waste any time. Wooyoung moved quickly pulling you by your hips to spin you around away from San. You let out a groan from his actions but quickly swallowed any whiny remarks when his lips latched onto your neck, sucking a harsh mark onto the skin. San towers over your body, pushing himself flush against you so you could feel his bulge against your ass. His teeth pull against the lobe of your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. All the while Wooyoung litters your neck in bright hickeys.
"And here I thought Woo and I were supposed to be the sex demons." San's low voice growled in your ear. Wooyoung made quick with his hands as he stripped your lower half of your pants and underwear.
"Maybe you two have just rubbed off on me." You choke suddenly feeling Wooyoung's cold fingers slide up your wet folds. Strange how, for a demon, he always seems to have cold hands. San pushed you slightly into Wooyoung's grasp, your head now leaning against the redhead's shoulder. He used his free hand to wrap around your waist holding you steady while he pumped his fingers deep inside you.
"W-Wooโ€ฆ" You became so focused on Wooyoung that you hadn't noticed San stripping behind you. Giving Wooyoung a little show first, He spat on his hand so he could lube his cock up, pumping it a few times. Wooyoung groans watching this unfold in front of him.
"Here. Give them to me." San gripped both your shoulders, pulling your body fully away from Wooyoung, making his fingers fall out of your greedy hole. You cried at the loss of contact but San was quick to pick you up, wrapping your legs around his hips so his cock could sink into you in one go.
"Fuck I missed your pussy so much, baby. You know how hard it is being away from our little sex toy?" San groans in your ear, walking over to the wall so he could start fucking you against it. "Our kind needs sex like oxygen. We need it every day. And going a day without you is like being left for dead under the ocean." His thrusts were erratic making you moan loudly. Your fingers find the ends of his pitch hair, tugging harshly on the strands making him groan in response.
"Woo and I can only fuck so much before we are left craving you." Hearing your lover confess about fucking one another while being away from you sparks fantasies in your mind. San on top of Woo, gifting him all the pleasure he could desire. But yet it wouldn't be the same without you in the middle of it.
"Let's Just say we also missed you a lot." Wooyoung's voice made you open your eyes that you didn't realize were shut. His large hands grip your ass, turning you so instead of San pounding into you while using the wall as a stabilizer, it was now Wooyoung body keeping you in place. "Take a deep breath." his words made you gulp, shakily taking the breath he ordered while he sinks his cock in your tight ass. You felt so full, pain and pleasure mixing together. You couldn't help but question if you liked the pain or the pleasure more, but at this point, you couldn't care less. You were just happy to have your boys back. And also very happy to have them deep inside you.
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make-me-imagine ยท 2 years
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Cheer Up
Prompts: 'Cool warmth when the sun breaks the horizon in the early morning' + โ€œIโ€™m trying to cheer you up.โ€ Requested by: @maellem (you requested this a year ago lmao, sorry for the long wait)
Warnings: Brief mentions of causalities and surgery (nothing graphic)
Word Count: 708 (short and sweet)
General Taglist: @criminaly-supernatural, @caswinchester2000, @imaginesfire MASH Taglist: @thatadroitgeek, @whimsical-daydreams, @meganlpie, @hybrid-omegaverse
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As you exited the Post Op room after your shift, you looked around the camp. You could only see one or two people walking around, as the day had just barely begun.
You shoved your hands into your pockets as you wandered through the camp, with no real destination in mind. You weren't tired, and had no real desire to go back to your tent at all, you were maybe a bit hungry though.
As the sun began to peak up over the horizon, you felt a shiver run up your body. You were cold, but as the early morning sunlight hit you, it warmed you ever so slightly.
Your eyes caught on a figure, basically stumbling from the showers. A disheveled Hawkeye exited, towel around his shoulders, and his familiar red robe on. As he walked, his eyes were cast downward. You smiled, and felt a familiar wave of butterflies in your stomach that only appeared when you see him.
"Morning Hawkeye." You said with a smile as he walked past you, unaware of your presence.
Hawkeye, upon hearing your voice, looked up, and smiled in greeting. "Y/n, what a lovely surprise."
His smile was bright, but you could see in his eyes he had a rough night. There had been more causalities than normal, you knew he had been in surgery for a long time. He had managed to get an hour or two of sleep, but he had another shift this morning.
You smiled in return, but there was a bit of pity behind it. "Rough night?" You questioned.
He was about to make a joke, but seeing the sincerity and worry in your eyes, surely from your unusual knack of seeing right through him. He gave you and almost sad smile, "Yeah" He said simply, with a small nod.
You gave him your own sad smile, "Have you eaten?"
He shook his head, feeling his own heart hammering at your presence. You had your usual worry and care that you always seemed to have for him. He'd probably have starved many a time after a long shift if you weren't there to give him a kick in the pants.
"Want me to get you something? I heard that the eggs are almost actually eggs today."
He smiled at you, "As appealing as that does not sound, I don't think my stomach is ready for that yet."
You smiled in amusement, "Coffee then?" You offered.
Hawkeye gave you an amused smile, but it held a hint of adoration behind it. "You don't have to take care of me Y/n, we all have rough nights here."
You shook your head a bit, "I'm not trying to take care of you Hawk."
"Then what are you doing?"
You shrugged your shoulder a bit and smiled, "I'm trying to cheer you up."
He stared at you for a moment before a smile broke across his face again, this time more genuine. Taking a step closer, he peered down at you. The butterflies rampaged through you now, and you were sure he somehow knew about them.
Moving to stand at your side, he lied his arm across your shoulder, making your heart begin to beat rapidly. "Just seeing your face and hearing your voice did that Y/n." He said, and he surely saw the way your face flushed from the comment, because you saw a sly smile cross his face before he spoke again.
"Thanks for the compliment, but I doubt that." You admitted, trying to push down the lump in your throat.
He shook his head "I promise it's true. You are one of the only people here that I don't think I could survive without." Without giving much pause, and not allowing you to respond, he continued. "But I'll tell you what. How about we go get some coffee together, and after we line our stomachs with that liquid lead, we'll have breakfast."
You smiled, trying to push down the bashfulness you were feeling, you looked up at him and smiled, nodding lightly. "Sounds good to me."
He grinned down at you, his arm still around your shoulder as you made your way towards the mess tent. "Great. And hey, Y/n?"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks for cheering me up."
xx End xx
Sorry it's so short, but I am trying to get out as many of my older requests as I can!
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snowydaffodils ยท 3 years
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Flustered
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A Yoon Jeonghan fluff, prompt, how you met, how you (hinted) eventually dated, where you're an actress and he's the other lead actor. Enjoy your new years! ๐ŸŽ‰
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Yoon Jeonghan is very rarely flustered. If anything, he's usually the cause of all the flustering - twelve boys can back you up on that. He'd make fun of your height, poke your cheeks, comment cutesy compliments as you work together, flirt playfully, and make fun of how stupid your character sounds.
Indeed, you accepted this role fully aware of the awfully pure and slow-witted character the scriptwriter had written down. Throughout your years in acting, even if this was your very first lead role, you had never gone easy on the rest of the roles you had received. You live and understand them, think like them, and every single character you've performed have now become a part of you. But of course, the closest character to you now is this easily distracted girl who just blushes all the time.
So for the course of eight months, you've acted with all your might, and this is the you that Jeonghan knew. You weren't exactly innocent and slow-witted just like the character, but a bit of the character influenced your own personal traits. The fun to tease, cute, and adorably likable girl. Just like you, it was his first lead role in a drama, and the first one in Seventeen to land on one, too, even if he wasn't the first one to be in one. He had curiously accepted a side role before, right after his military release, and just as the group were exploring their own careers whilst waiting to reunite again as a whole. That side role, with the help of his previous acting lessons, drowned him into the world of acting once more, and he fell in love with the art of the screen more than he ever did before.
Your first impression on him during the first cast meeting was that he looked heavenly. It was like his cheekbones were sculpted to perfection and no one could tell you otherwise. You were incredibly starstruck and in awe that you stuttered in making your first introductions. It didn't help that he was smooth with his words, too, making you sound incredibly nervous as opposed to him.
"Hi, I'm Jeonghan from Seventeen, and I'll be taking the lead role in this drama. Please take care of me."
"Hi, I'm play, uh, playing the lead gull, I mean g-girl."
Had he smiled politely and continued the conversation like nothing had happened, maybe you wouldn't have been too embarrassed, but also maybe you wouldn't have let your guards down to know and befriend him personally. Instead, he had laughed at you with all the stomach power he had. He never lets you forget that you stuttered so badly as you introduced yourself for the first time the entire day. He even made his own reasons (you wouldn't admit them, but they couldn't have been more true) as to why you stuttered.
"Nervous? I'm super charming, aren't I?" his ego is surely out of bounds as he said that, a smirk donning his lips. "I know, I'm surprised at myself, too sometimes."
You hit him on the arm, your cheeks growing in color. "I'm a big fan of Seventeen, but I didn't realize that you're this cheeky."
He laughed, so genuinely and purely, and you smiled, already warmed up to him. He made friends with you quickly, and from all the behind the scenes footage, he was quick to melt his awkward-i-just-met-you exterior and interacted with you as he would with his members. Jeonghan was this tall, built, and handsome man, and he owned unreal facial features that made everyone wonder if he was indeed human just like everyone else. He was perfect for his role: the cold, sly, and dominating lead in the series. It was the complete opposite of your character, and with his friendliness, it was easy for you to quickly build up chemistry and work well with him, but as you two get closer, the more playful he became.
"You're the love of my life," he recited his lines, cheesy as it is, to which you became shy to and shrank as he got closer and closed his lips to yours.
He was quick to tease your blushes after the director's "Cut!" in each kissing scene, and would tease you easily at other romantic or heart fluttering scenes you had to do.
"Aww, that's cute, you're blushing again! I can hear your heart fluttering," he would say. "Then again, I am charming."
And in each time, you were always caught in his trap, stuck in the moment, and your heart follows his lead, ignoring all the other self-restraining signals your head was screaming about. He'd laugh right after he got a reaction out of you, and the grin he'd give you would linger in your head for the rest of the day.
There was another day when one of his members - Joshua - came to support as a cameo, and it felt like Jeonghan was on booster or something. He introduced you to Joshua, who was sweet, polite, and a perfect gentleman, but then Jeonghan continued to tease you the entire day Joshua was there. He made sure to remind Joshua how cute you were so many times throughout the day. At that point you were actually getting used to Jeonghan's antics, but him teasing you in front of a new person puts you on another level of flustered.
"Hey Josh, meet the love of my life," Jeonghan said, using his scripted lines.
Joshua, while he was nicer than Jeonghan, still played along sometimes. "Then I'll call you member-in-law!" He said.
Your birthday was on a filming day, and he managed to fool you to think that you had hurt his feelings by giving him comments on his acting as per usual (you were sure you weren't saying anything bad, but he kept directing it to be a negative one). He started showing acts of distaste and, at one point, even yelled at you and left the room.
It was heart-wrenching to watch him leave - you never wanted to hurt his feelings, you just wanted to help and support him and the drama entirely. Guilt washed over you quickly, and tears piled in your eyes. The crew was looking at you so judgmentally, and all you wanted to do was go home, lock the doors, and hide under your covers. You didn't know what to do, and some of the crew even went to you to convince you that he just needed to blow off steam and he'll be back and you can apologize when he gets back.
You wanted to scream and rip his hair off when he came back with a cake, singing Happy Birthday like nothing happened. Your tears flowed like a river though, because you genuinely thought that Yoon Jeonghan, this man, was actually angry at you to the point that he put it to display to everyone who was present and even yelled at you.
"Don't cry!" he laughed at you, taking the cream from the cake and swiping your cheeks with his finger. "You'll look ugly. We have to take a picture with this cake!"
You cursed at him for the first time since you've known him, but he only chuckled and patted your back to calm down your sniffles (you glared at his finger until he wiped the cream away first, though). He gave you a friendly hug and you hit him to prove the point that you were upset, and it was a loud slap in the back that everyone was surprised but laughed at. Apparently, a behind-the-scenes camera was on and recording the entire surprise; Jeonghan remembered this and went to the camera to tell on you. He complained really loudly, "Carats, she hit me!" he pointed at you playfully.
You were still sniffling, snots everywhere and you eyes still bawling with tears. "Y-you deserve it!" you screamed.
On the last day of filming, you had laughed everything off, remembering everything that happened during the course of filming and engraving every memory to your heart. It was surely an indescribable experience. The crew had been super nice, and they felt like a second family to you. The cast members became your best friends, including the one and only Yoon Jeonghan. You thanked Jeonghan, the rest of the cast, and the entire crew for all their hard work, hugged your co-stars tightly, and told Jeonghan to stay in contact with you even after it all ended because you'd miss him.
"Hey, but don't be a stranger," you told him. "I think I'm too used to having you around, its gonna be hard to live peacefully, now."
He smiled, pinched your cheeks and said, "Did you think I'm gonna stop just because the drama ended? You should've seen me annoy my members even from the military base."
You rolled your eyes at him, "I wouldn't dare to assume you'd do anything less."
And he kept to his word. Though there hadn't been any opportunities for both of you to meet each other again (variety shows and interview promotions were done during the course of filming), he still contacts you day-to-day, even if only to send a meme he found of you and laugh at you through text.
"You really DO look like you've got a frog in your mouth! Hahahaha!"
This went on through the rest of the year until the Award Shows started to busy every single celebrity available, finally announcing the invites, MCs, performances, and nominees to each award they have. Your drama with Jeonghan had hit it big as fans were so happy to watch both of you interact (also, maybe because Woozi sang the main OST, and Scoups' rap on the OST was fire), and you were invited to almost every single one of them as a nominee for multiple awards.
It was first assumed, then implied, but it was also because he was actually sweet enough to ask you personally, that you were officially his date to every one of the award shows your drama was nominated in. You agreed, not because he was your co-star, but because he was a genuinely nice and fun person to spend time with. You were also very excited, not just because you were nominated, but also because this time you were going to finally present your original and true self to Yoon Jeonghan and the world. The other characters within you screamed in delight as you excitement rose, and you had planned everything out, determined to show that you are not just a simple easily teased girl that Yoon Jeonghan bullies on.
On the very first show you wore a white gown - the top part was gold glitter with a heart neckline, and it corseted your figure, highlighting all the important curves in your body. Down your dress, the fabric flowed in an A-line skirt, transparency growing in a gradient as it reached the bottom, your strapped golden heels visible within your skirt. You put your half your hair into a braid and curled the rest. With curtain-like gold earrings and white diamonds shining out of the strands, Jeonghan was stunned when he saw you for the first time. Your make up was different from what he was used to, and a mature-like pureness aura radiates from you. He didn't know what to say, muted to say the least. He had never seen you like that, and once both of you reached the red carpet, his hand on your back as a gentlemanly support to guide you through the reporters, he noticed how straight you walked, and how you carried yourself so gracefully. The reporters were asking questions, but he left the answering to you as he continued to stay stunned through the red carpet. It was only when you both had finally taken your seats when he finally relaxed and converse normally again.
The minimum movements you emitted, just enough to be polite and to please your audience were not missed by the man, and he observed the details of your interactions to the utmost adoration. Your gracefulness had struck a chord in his heart and he was awed to say the least.
He ended the night with a shy smile and an "Oh, and by the way, you were absolutely beautiful tonight." The sincerity of his tone didn't go unnoticed and you didn't forget to thank him before going separate ways. It was oddly out of character of him to do, but you liked the new side of him you have yet to explore.
The next show, you opted for a bright red designer's gown. This one, fitting to its price tag, created this absolutely stunning silhouette, and while it did not sparkle or glitter, its muted red still create a distinction of you and made you shine. The designed folds in your dress accented your figure even more, and with a looser fabric, the skirt of your dress was made longer so it could trail behind you as you walk. Your hair was gathered up into one straight ponytail, a pretty simple hairdo to gather attention to your striking gown for the night.
Jeonghan didn't recognize you when he first was led to your changing room. You didn't just look like a different person, you feel like one, too. He didn't even realize that he held his breath as he looked at you. The stylist were so proud of their efforts and Jeonghan's reaction had them giggling and teasing him. "She's incredibly beautiful, isn't she?"
He barely managed a "yes" before you could chuckle and said to him, "Well look who's being shy, now."
At this, he returned a laughter of his own. He didn't bother hiding his surprised expression. "You got me. You look incredible."
Your outfit and style of the day, added with your elegance and poise as you conducted yourself in front of the reporters and other celebrities had Jeonghan staring at you for a while, and quite numerous whiles. He absolutely adored you. There was a surging feeling of wholesome pride as he stood beside you, his hand on your back as he escorted you through the venue. Even as he teased you as he answered the reporters' questions, you had retained your poise as you held it within yourself not to be flustered easily by this man. You had a year worth of practice for that.
"Isn't she beautiful? I'm such a fan of hers," Jeonghan whispered to the reporters, his playful grins and chuckles evident as he interacted happily. "She doesn't look like her character now, does she?"
You chuckled along with him, but dragged him to stop him from acting like a fan on the red carpet. He laughed and after a few tries of refusing your urges to move on, eventually let it go and allowed you to pull him forwards. As you moved on, he placed his hand on your back just like how he usually does, as a sign that he was right there walking with you.
The third time though, Jeonghan was speechless. He barely spoke through the course of the night, and his eyes never left you.
You wore a black designer's gown this time, with sequinned patterned Qs coming from your neck down to your knees before the skirt spreads out to hide your silver heels. It was a mermaid gown and it hugged your figure nicely. The skirt was actually more flowy that you thought, but it added a nice touch. You wore silver earrings and diamond hair pieces as you put your hair up in the most elegant updo Jeonghan had ever seen. He was already stunned when he saw you for the first time, but he almost choked when you turned around only for him to realize that your gown was completely backless.
Now, where is he supposed to place his hand again?
His face was flushed and when you turned to finally go out the door, you see his face filled with more red than you've ever seen. While his face was kind of salvaged by the foundation he used, the makeup couldn't help his neck from turning red as well.
"Yoon Jeonghan, are you sick?" you asked aloud, gaining the attention of all staff members present, all their eyes pointed at the man in question. "Or are you actually blushing?"
Your second question snapped him out of his haze (and had many of the stylists and make up artists giggling) as he looked at you for a few seconds, and you were starting to actually worry, before he eventually puts his hand on his forehead, covering his face.
"God, you'll be the death of me. Let's go before I embarrass myself any further."
He was indeed blushing, and his statement confirmed that for you. You laughed, but you can't help but feel you cheeks tinting a little pink from his confession. He linked your arm with his and went out together.
The first few minutes into the red carpet, Jeonghan did his best not to have direct contact with your back. He was blushing the entire time, had to ask the interviewers to repeat themselves a couple of times, and his hand was going to unsure places like your shoulder or your waist, which he was also not confident about, and eventually just lingers a few inches away from your back, like in mid-air. The so-called manner hands.
It wasn't as reassuring as having his hand on your back like the previous times you both had gone through this. His focus was also off as he tried to avoid the contact, and just moved his hand when you moved as well. You sighed and just pulled his hand to slightly slap your back, and you pointed a look at Jeonghan's direction, telling him to stop fidgeting through your eyes.
He blushed.
"Jeonghan, are you not feeling well?" one of the reporters asked.
He seemed to click then and there. His honest self couldn't help himself as he answered, "Oh yeah, she just looks gorgeous tonight, I can't take my eyes off of her."
When he finally comprehended his own words, he fumbled and stuttered. "I-I mean," he tried to reason, but the stars in the reporters' eyes were showing that they heard everything he said, and some of them squealed in delight.
"Why, thank you," you turned to face him, your smile directed for him.
He was stunned - again.
"Oh, let's just go," he said shyly, one of his hands reaching to his neck to feel just how warm he had gotten.
That night, both of you had received a daesang award, but Jeonghan kind of added a few more elements to his acceptance speech.
"Hi, this is Seventeen's Jeonghan. This acting experience was truly incredible and there's so many people who should know that they are the reason for this award. I want to thank Carats, who have always been there for me through thick and thin, and my members who have been watching and supporting me, especially to Joshua who became a cameo, my parents and my family members who had been with me from the very start, the staff members, Pledis, directors, pd-nim, and all the crew members. This is not possible without any of you. And special thanks to," Jeonghan moved his eyes on you, and he didn't know why then and there, your name disappeared from his head and instead replaced with that one line that had caught all the viewers' heart as they watched the drama.
"The love of my life - " he stopped when he realized what he just said, and realized he had kind of just confessed on national TV. "I mean, M-my co-star."
You stood there surprised at how flustered Yoon Jeonghan could be, and stunned that you were the main reason that he was fumbling on the stage and his ears redder than ever. He caught himself before he did anything else and finished his speech nicely.
"Anyways, uh, thank you for this award, I'll work even harder to be a better actor and come back with more for you all. Thankyou!"
It was your turn after him to deliver your speech, and suddenly the trophy on your hands became heavier than it actually was. Jeonghan turned his back to walk back to the spot beside you as you move forward, and you can see a small smile tugging the corners of his lips. When you were brushing against each other before you took the mic, he whispered, just loud for you to hear, and short enough to go unnoticed.
"Yes, that was my confession to you. Will you go out with me?"
All eyes were on you and all lights were on you when you felt like you bit your tongue and couldn't speak.
The MCs were waiting for your speech, and nudged you to start when you seem lost.
"Ah, yes, I mean, no, I mean yes!"
Yoon Jeonghan really knows how to fluster you, even in his most flustering moments.
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