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atinydise · 2 years

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Ateez asking their s/o to be their Valentine

❦ Genre: Fluff.

❦ Pairing: OT8.

❦ Word count: 4K.

❦ Requested: Yep! Thank you 🦋 (and yes I know I’m 2 days late but... Happy Valentines Day 💓)

HONGJOONG

You were going back home after your work schedule. When you entered the hall, you greeted the old lady living on the first floor. She was always looking after her cat or going for a walk. “Good evening,” you simply bowed giving her a shy smile. “Oh, hello Y/N!” You were intrigued by the look she gave you. She seemed surprised to see you. “Is there something wrong?” “I met your friend an hour ago. I thought you were already home.” “My friend?” You asked. “Yeah, the handsome boy with who you are always laughing at indecent hours.” She smiled. Ouch. “Sorry…” you bowed once again. “It’s okay, I was young too.” You exchanged a few words for a minute, and you finally went to the staircase. You took your phone out. Hongjoong didn’t tell you that he was coming. Otherwise, you wouldn’t take this long to go back home. You discreetly opened the door. As expected, he was there. Walking around. His facial expression seemed disturbed as if he was thinking about something stressful. At the same time, he was biting his nail nervously. You were really wondering what was happening in his head. “Did you murder someone to look so guilty?” You finally asked, playing with your keys. Hongjoong almost had a heart attack when he heard your voice. “Y-Y/N?” He stuttered. Wiping his moist hands on his pants. “Why does it feel so surprising to you? I’m living here.” “Since when are you here?” “I don’t know… a minute?” You randomly replied. Hongjoong let out a sigh of relief. “What are these flowers for?” You asked when you spotted a bunch of roses lying next to your front door. “Do you have a date tonight?”

For you, it was impossible that Hongjoong brought it here for you. No way. When you turned around, you saw your friend’s face blushing extremely. “These… flowers are… for you.” He paused a second, blocking his respiration. “For me? For what occasion?” You grabbed the bouquet. “We are in February.” You raised a brow. There was no occasion in February to receive a bouquet like this. “Yeah and? I don’t g-” “Do you want to be my Valentine?” He finally said. His fists clenched and his eyes were avoiding yours. You blinked twice. “Your Valentine?” “Yeah, for Valentine’s Day.” He replied, quickly. “Me? Why?” “Just tell me yes or no Y/N. My heart is already going to explode.” He begged you as you were questioning him more about this situation. “Huh… well- Yes okay.” You agreed. “Let’s go.” “For real?” He raised a brow, trying to see if you were lying. “Yeah, for real.” You smiled. “Wait.” He took his breath back. “You. Y/N agreed to be my Valentine for 14th February?” “Yeah.” You giggled. “Except if you want me to decline.” “NO!” Both of you looked surprised at this loud reply. “I mean,” he coughed. “No, it’s fine.” You smelled the bunch of roses in your hand. “They’re beautiful though.” “Maybe that’s too cliché. I don’t know.” “They’re perfect.” You smiled.

SEONGHWA

Do you want to be my Valentine?” This short sentence resonated in your head. You couldn’t assimilate that Seonghwa, your longtime crush was asking you to be his date for the incoming Valentine’s Day. To be honest, you couldn’t either assimilate that he prepared this big surprise for you. The last month, he was so distant to you. You thought that maybe your life was going in different way. But no, he was planning this.

When he told you to meet him on the rooftop of the dorm for a movie night, it was not true. When he told you that he probably won’t do anything for the 14th, it was not true. When he told you that you should celebrate it with someone you like maybe from your university, it was not true.

When you saw these heart balloons and the rest of the decoration, you thought that you were in the wrong building. Until you saw him standing there. He had only one rose in his hands. His hair was well slighted back, and his tux was clean. Even if there wasn’t too much light, you could see him gulping a few times. He was nervous. “W-What is going on?” You asked, not even daring to step out of the door frame. With his free hand, he incited you to join him. You hesitated a second, ignoring if your final decision will change the friendship, you had this whole time. But a part of you knew that anyway, it has changed. “What is this, Hwa?” Your voice cracked a bit. The more and more you walked to him, the more you could see how his eyes were nervous and teary. When you personally judged that you were close enough, Seonghwa opened his mouth to talk. But not a single word could come out. So, he closed it once again and stared at the dark sky above you. “Seonghwa, you are scaring me.” You whispered. “Is there something wrong?” “I just have an important question for you.” He replied. Because of the decoration, you had a hint about what he wanted to talk about. “What is it?” Once again, his lips parted but nothing came out. No sound, no words. “Just ask her idiot!” You both turned to the door behind you. You realized that the other members were probably there since you stepped on the rooftop. “Shut up Wooyoung, you are going to ruin everything.” Scolded San. You ignored if it was because you were nervous, but you let out a light laugh. “Do you think they heard us?” Asked Wooyoung. Seonghwa rolled his eyes, not surprised that something like this happens. To avoid losing more time, he grabbed your hand. Seonghwa and you wanted to laugh at each other when you noticed that both of your hands were moist and shaking. “I guess the mood is ruined.” You shook your head, giving him a little smile. “No, it’s perfect.” Taking a last deep breath while holding your hand, Seonghwa took all the braveness he needed. “By any chance,” he started, grunting a bit. “I mean, if you want of course.” He freaked out, taking care of every word that came out of his mouth. “Do you want to be my Valentine?” Seonghwa handed you the single rose. Honestly, he wouldn’t need a verbal answer from you, because your eyes say it all. “Of course, I want to be your Valentine.” You replied, accepting the red flower. You exchanged a long stare, not wanting to say anything that could ruin this moment. “Did she say yes?!” Yelled Wooyoung once again. In a second, you were opening the door and all the members were looking at you, trying to discern anything. “She’s holding the rose!” Pointed Jongho. Seonghwa was standing up, smiling widely at them. Valentine’s Day will be interesting this year.

YUNHO

[“Are you at home?”] You were binge-watching your zombie show when your phone screen lighted up next to you. You raised a brow. Yunho wouldn’t ask such questions at this time. [“Yes, why?”] [“I fell really hard when I stepped out of the shower.”] [“??? I told you to be sure nothing is slippery.”] [“Are you okay? Are you alone at home?”] [“Nobody’s at home… I can’t even stand up.”] Yunho waited at least 2 minutes for your reply. But the three dots or a possible facetime call never appeared. Your brain was in emergency mode, you grabbed the first jacket and sneakers you found. The TV was still playing when you slammed the door. You were in such a hurry that you weren’t sure if you took your own key. In the street, you made a sign to a taxi and jumped in. You stuttered to give him the address. Your head was spinning, imagining the worse for your friend. [“I’m on the way. Do not move.”] The taxi driver even tried to change your mind by telling 2-3 jokes are anecdotes that happened this year. But nothing worked, even if you wanted to, you couldn’t focus on him. When you stepped out of the taxi, you promised him that you would pay him right after making sure Yunho was okay. By his age or maybe he absolutely wanted his money, he nodded and just ordered you to go inside. When you entered, you felt like everyone was looking at you, okay your look was terrible right now but still. You pushed the elevator button at least the 10th time but it wasn’t quick for you. With a blurred vision, you bumped into someone but didn’t even apologize and just ran to the staircase. You ignored how you had the strength to climb the 8th floor at this pace. But your brain didn’t allow you to rest until you are sure that Yunho is okay. Lucky for you, but strangely at the same time, the door was open. Maybe someone went in to help him. The apartment was plunged into the dark. You couldn’t see a light in the bathroom. “Yunho?” You called him, opening the bathroom. There was no spot of water or blood there. “Jeong Yunho!” You shouted, rushing to his room. Just before you could enter, the living-room light turned on. You could see a bunch of decorations such as heart balloons, petals on the floor, and confetti around. Yunho was standing there, smiling widely at you. “What the hell.” Was the only expression you could think about? Your friend was standing well in front of you, not a sign of blood or scar anywhere else. “You arrived in 18 minutes! What a champion.” “What the hell Yunho!” Because of the stress, a bunch of tears ran down your cheeks. Yunho was confused and sorry at the same time. You really thought he was hurt. He ran to you, ruining his plan. “I’m fine! I’m completely fine! Look.” He showed his arms. “No bruise, nothing!” “Why did you do that?!” You pouted, still crying like a baby. “I wanted to make you come here! As a surprise.” “You could just ask me to come! Not to leaving me thinking you’re dying in your bathroom!” You punched his shoulder as you do when you are mad at him. “Sorry Y/N.” He gave you a soft hug, patting your back as you were sniffling on his shirt. “I hate you.” You whispered. “Do you hate me so much that you refuse to be my Valentine this year?” He smirked, tightening the embrace. “No.” You sobbed. “No what?” He doubted for a moment. “I want to be your Valentine this year.” You gripped his shirt. He sighed in relieve. “The plan didn’t go as I thought, but at least I have you here.” “I absolutely hate you.” You didn’t miss to remind him.

YEOSANG

As always, you were chilling in Yeosang’s room. He was scrolling for 45 minutes on Tik Tok while you were trying to rest after the long day you had. Occasionally, he would run his hand on your hair to help you relax even more. “Did you know it was Valentine’s Day next Monday?” He asked. “Yeah…” you sighed. He glanced at you. The tone of voice you used, seemed to be annoyed. “Something wrong with this event?” “No.” You replied. “Are you sure? Because the vein on your forehead popped out.” You rolled your eyes and sat next to him. His eyes were following you, wondering why your attitude changed. “It’s just annoying.” You started. “I know that there’s no day to prove that you love someone. But I just want to be one of those girls receiving a bouquet on the 14th.” You pouted, envious. “I thought that you hated flowers.” He raised a brow. “Who told you that?” “You.” You blinked twice, figuring out when you mentioned such a thing. “Whatever, you’re wrong. I like flowers.” “Then go in the street and find someone to spend Valentine’s Day with.” He suggested as if it was simple. “I knew that you wouldn’t understand.” You sighed, laying once again next to him. Yeosang didn’t get why you seemed visibly this mad. It’s just a day. Even if the thought of you spending this kind of event with someone else made his heart clench, he was curious. You were one of the prettiest girls he knows. Everyone would run to you. “Do you want me to spend it with you?” He suggested. You didn’t dare to answer. For you, he was only teasing you. As a reply, you lied on the side, showing your back to him. You thought that maybe he understood how this situation was frustrating for you because he remained quiet. You heard him, watching a few more TikTok and then leave his phone on the nightstand. When you thought he was going out, you saw his body figure coming in front of you. “What?” You asked, visibly mad. “Do you want to be my Valentine?” His eyes didn’t even leave yours. You could feel that he was serious. “Stop playing with me.” “Y/N. Do you want to be my Valentine or not?” “If I say yes you are going to make fun of me. I know you.” You rolled your eyes. “I promise. I won’t.” You sat up, resting your back on the headboard. “Why are you even proposing? If it’s pity, then you can-” “I like you.” He simply said as it was the easiest thing to confess. “I just want you to be happy and if that means that I need to buy flowers and invite you to a restaurant, then I will.” You didn’t see a glimpse of a lie in his eyes and his voice tone either. “Then okay. I accept.” You said, still suspicious. “Cool.” He stood up. “Which flowers do you like?” “No idea.” “Okay. Now which restaurant do you like? Which kind?” “Asian one.” “Good thing we are in Korea then.” He smiled. “Italian too.” “Ah,” he paused. “Okay.” He was about to leave, probably to grab a snack as always. “Yeosang?” You called him with a weak voice. “Hm?” “Do you really like me?” You shyly asked. “Yeah. Who wouldn’t?” He smiled.

SAN

You were gathered around the restaurant table, sitting between Yunho and Mingi. No need to say that you felt tiny between these two. San was sitting in front of you. During the entire diner, he picked food from your plate even if you had the exact main dish. He loves to see your expression when one of your pieces of meat disappear. It was something like “I will kill him” and “maybe he’s really hungry so I won’t bother him”. You were always taking care of him. When the dessert arrived, Yunho proposed to play “Truth or Dare” a game that he downloaded on his phone this morning. “This game brings problems.” You said, thinking about your past experiences. “That’s why it’s so funny.” Smirked Seonghwa. “Play the game Jeong Yunho!” Clapped Wooyoung. “Can I not play?” You asked, not wanting them to know your little secrets such as your big crush on San. “Does it mean that you have a ton of secret Y/N?” Asked San, with his little evil smile. “No.” You lied. “My life is pretty boring compared to yours.” “Okay then you have nothing to be afraid of.” Concluded Yunho, patting your back. You sighed internally and prepared yourself mentally. The wheel spinned at least 9 nine times and your name never appeared once. They all had to reveal little things about their self or dare action such as asking the waiter phone number or drink 2 shots of Soju straight. Every time it was your time to play, the wheel said, “pass your turn”. If it wasn’t your lucky day, then what was it. “San your turn.” Yunho placed back his phone in the center of the table. Your friend didn’t hesitate to spin it. Showing how he was enthusiastic for the next question. “Ask the player Y/N something she couldn’t refuse.” He read out loud. “Food!” Shouted Jongho. “Hey you.” You gave him a death glare. “What is the question San? But choose well.” Said Yeosang. San remained quiet for a few seconds, not breaking the eye-contact you had. “Y/N?” “Hum?” You raised a brow, already thinking that he’s going to ask you to do his chores for the rest of the month. Or even the year. “Do you want to be my Valentine?” He asked, completely seriously. You flinched when Mingi’s spoon slid from his fingers. “I wasn’t expecting this.” Whispered Seonghwa. “Me neither.” You added. “So?” “She can’t decline it anyway.” Said Yunho. “I want to be sure I’m not the only one who want it. If she doesn’t want. Then I will change my-” “I want it.” You replied straight. Every member stared at you. “Did we miss something?” Wondered Hongjoong. San ignored his comment and simply smiled to you. “Then let’s meet this 14th.”

MINGI

When you texted him to say that you were angry because you probably failed your test, he was even more stressed. Today, he planned to ask you to be his Valentine for the next week and possibly for the rest of his life. He asked his mom, friends and members a ton of advice and tips, but he couldn’t figure it out. How could he ask you something like this? He never did it before. Even if you were ranting in text messages, saying that you should have worked harder and that you were useless, Mingi was still on his way to your university. When he saw your school gates, his heart was pondering in his chest. What if you simply decline? He would probably cry on his way back home. When finally, he saw you walking sadly toward the exit, he made you a sign. The look on your face gave him a tiny bit more of braveness. You almost ran to him. He was so caring. “Why are you here?” You pouted. “You wanted to see how my life is a mess by yourself?” “I’m pretty sure you are exaggerating. You are one of the smartest people in your promotion.” He tried to reassure you. “But this test was something else…” you sighed. He shrugged, ignoring what to say. He wasn’t there. Maybe you were true about this exam. “I was heading home. Do you want to do something else before?” “A- I… Well.” He stuttered, his ears getting redder every seconds. “What?” Your eyebrows furrowed. “Do you know that Valentine’s Day is next week?” He asked, changing once again his tactic. “Ah really? Didn’t pay attention of anything these last days anyway.” You sighed. “Are you going to celebrate it?” “Well… I-,” he let out a light chuckle, his mouth was crisped of embarrassment. “Ah you are going on a date huh.” You nodded. “Yes, but I-… maybe we- date you know.” He stuttered again, making his sentence worse and worse. “Well enjoy your date. Because I will probably binge watch a show or eat a ton of chocolate aloooone.” “Maybe we could spend it together!” He shouted, making everyone turn around. “Yeah okay. Why not.” You shrugged. Mingi couldn’t believe it was so easy. He was making a bunch of scenarios in his head and no one of them was this simple. “Should we invite the boys too? So, nobody is left apart.” You suggested. That’s why it was so easy. You didn’t understand that it was only Mingi and you. “Except if some of them are taken.” You added, wondering who could have a partner this day. Mingi remained quiet, ignoring how he could tell you that he was only both of you. “Why are you looking at me like that?” You raised a brow. “I- I was talking about only us two.” He whispered, even if in his head he was shouting it out loud. “Us two? Only?” You repeated. He nodded. “Would you be my Valentine?” He said without even realizing it came out from his lips. “Oh.” Mingi was freaking out. Oh? What’s “oh” means? Is it good? Bad? Both? “Yes. I- I would love to be your Valentine.” You played with your fingers nervously. “G-Great.” He nodded, satisfied. “Great.” You answered back. You stayed there, during a minute, chuckling every time you had a eye contact. If it wasn’t the perfect image for “being awkward” then what was it. “I will accompany you back home then.” “What? But we didn’t have our first date yet? Aren’t we supposed to date 3 times at least?” You freaked out. Mingi immediately understood what you meant. His entire face blushed furiously. “I will head back home as well! It’s just to make sure you are safe! It’s dark! I didn’t think about this at all!” Both of you were now flustered by this situation and this misunderstanding. Valentine’s Day will be interesting and exhausting as well.

WOOYOUNG

Wooyoung plopped on the couch, waking you up accidentally. “Oh sorry.” He smirked. You gave him a death stare and rested your head back on the armchair. “Why are you so tired?” “Because I planned everything for your vacations post-tour.” You replied, not even looking at him. You were the manager assistant for a month now. You knew that this job would be exhausting but at this point. “You should sleep instead.” “Yes, thank you I will think about it. Maybe I’m going to sleep without doing my job and won’t get fired the next day.” “I won’t let this happen.” He giggled. “Playboy.” You whispered. You were about to fall asleep once again, when Wooyoung crouched in front of you. To be honest, it made your heartbeat faster for a second. “What?” You asked, trying to keep your stoic figure. “Are you free this weekend?” “Don’t think so…” “Work?” You nodded, “what else?” “What do you need to work on?” “Why are you so curious?” You raised a brow. “I will need to work on your schedule in 2 weeks I guess.” “2 weeks? So, you can at least take your Saturday off.” He suggested. “I have an apartment to pay Wooyoung.” “Manager-nim*!” He shouted, running to the man sitting in the corner of the room. “Wooyoung!” You whispered, trying to dissuade him to do something. You were avoiding any eye contact with your boss while your friend was whispering, obviously, few lies to him. When he came back to you, a large smile on his lips, he said: “Here’s your day off. You’re welcome.” “I have absolutely no reason to take a day off.” You rolled your eyes. “You have one now.” He sat down next to you, looking in front of him. “And which one?” “Can we spend Valentine’s Day together?” He said out of the blue. “Wait what?” You dumbly asked. He chuckled and rested his head on the headrest, looking right into your eyes. “Do you want to be my Valentine?” Instead of your usual “stop playing with me”, your answer got out quicker than you could control it. “Yes!” By the look on his face, you could guess that he was taken aback by how you replied. “I mean yeah… why not, since I’m free now.” You shrugged, trying to find a cool posture. “Were you waiting for me to ask?” He smirked. “No.” “I’m not-” “S-shut up.” You replied straight.

*Nim: The Korean suffix 님 (nim) is a high-level honorific used to show respect to someone.

JONGHO

“Y/N?” Whispered Jongho. You rolled your eyes. “What Jongho?” As the 7th time today, he simply parted his lips to shut it the next second. “What’s going on with you today?” You sighed. “Are you trying to remember my name?” Jongho scratched his arm embarrassed. Interiorly, he proposed you to spend the Valentine’s Day since you arrived at 11 AM. But now it was almost 9 PM and everything he said was related to lunch or dinner. “I’m need to go to the bathroom.” He gulped. “Again? Or you sick?” “I don’t feel really good, but it’s fine!” He said before closing the door. “What is going on with this guy today…” you wondered, talking by yourself. In the room next to you, Jongho was slapping his arms and chest to punish himself to be such a coward. He turned on the sink water so you couldn’t hear him talking alone. “You can do it Jongho! It’s just a simple question!” He started. “It’s Y/N. Your friend! It’s so easy to talk to her.” At the right moment, his phone buzzed in his pocket. Seonghwa was asking if they could head back home now. They spent the entire day in a sauna so Jongho could ask you out in peace. When he replied, “I still didn’t ask anything”, he saw a bunch of dots on the screen. [“Yaaa! You should’ve asked her since this morning already! I’m tired!”] Complained Wooyoung. [“Don’t be a coward and just ask her!”] Added Yeosang. [“Ask her out by singing I don’t know but do something.”] Sent Hongjoong. Jongho simply put his phone back on his jeans. He was already so stressed; he didn’t need to read their messages. He stared at himself one last time in the mirror and got out. Jongho wasn’t expecting to see you packing your stuff, coat and boots already on. “Where are you going?” “I’m heading home.” “W-W- But why?” He freaked out. “To let you rest if you are sick.” You raised a brow. “I’m fine! “It’s getting late anyway.” You zipped your bag and headed to the front door. “I will text you when I’m home!” “Y/N wait!” You turned around. “I have something to ask you.” He stepped closer to you. You stared at him, letting him know that you were waiting. The strange feeling in his stomach intensified. “If I ask you to…” he paused. “To?” You repeated, inviting him to continue. “To spend Valentine’s Day with me. Would you accept?” “Well…” you sighed, making Jongho thinks that you will decline no matter what. “Since it’s been at least an eternity that I’m waiting for it. Of course, I accept.” You giggled. “Yes!” Jumped Jongho, completely relieved. “Aaah! That’s why you were so weird today!” You realized. “That’s not easy to say.” “Yeah, I know. But I’m glad you did.”

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woosluv · 2 years

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illusion — seonghwa

series ml

— rating / genre: pg-15 / sci-fi, dystopian

— warnings: ocean, mentions feeling of drowning, panicky feeling throughout, two really short eating scenes, feeling disoriented, I think that's it for this story

— word count: 3.1k

— summary: waking up in the realm seonghwa has been dropped in isn't exactly what you imagined it to be. rescuing him from another realm you already didn't know was one thing. but here, there's more to everything than meets the eye and you learn firsthand that you can't always trust your sight.

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“y/n!” You could hear someone screaming your name, voice hoarse and panic-stricken. “y/n!” You couldn’t hear the person clearly past all the stuff in your ears. What was in your ears? You tried to respond but your throat felt clogged with something, hindering your ability to speak. You began to panic at the discovery. “y/n!” Suddenly, your body felt lighter as you pried your eyes open. There was a light above you guiding you to what seemed like another world. And when you finally were able to open your eyes, you could see Hongjoong sitting peacefully beside you as he looked forward.

You slowly sat up as you tried to take in your surroundings. “Joong?” He looked at you from over his shoulder. “Where are we?” Hongjoong gave you a smile as he gestured forward with his head. “I think we’re exactly where we’re supposed to be.” Confused, you shifted so you could look forward and saw the place from your dream. Except, not exactly. This place had a gray haze floating around, hindering your vision from seeing past a couple feet in front of you. But you could still tell where you were. The sand was moist and the air was cool. It felt comfortable beneath your heavy body. “My head hurts. I think I’m going to take a nap before we go look around.” Hongjoong nodded in agreement, so you closed your eyes and drifted back to sleep.

It didn’t feel like you slept for long the next time you opened your eyes, but somehow the days seemed to have come and gone multiple times. You squinted as you sat up and looked around. The sun was up now, high in the sky and beaming down onto your face. You could also hear people talking and laughing around you. You sat up and looked around. Families were laughing together, finding solace from the sun under their umbrellas as young kids ran into the ocean ahead of you with boogie boards. Couples floated happily among the waves of the cool water and others cracked open frozen drinks to cool their bodies down. You looked beside you to see Hongjoong lying with a pair of sunglasses over his eyes, resting amidst the festivities surrounding you.

You reached over to shake Hongjoong awake. “Joong, wake up. Look around!” Hongjoong stirred in his spot, groaning as he sat up from the sand. “Why do I have such a bad headache?” He paused for a moment as he took in his surroundings. “And where did all these people come from?” You shrugged as you looked around. “I don’t know, but I think we should look around and see if we can find that guy.” You tried to think of the boy from your dreams but your mind seemed really fuzzy.

“Hey, can you remember what he looked like?” Hongjoong sat there for a moment, looking around as he thought. He tilted his head as he looked back at you. “Not really, but I’m sure once we wake up a bit more it’ll come back to us. Don’t worry.” You could see his eyes shift with worry as he tried to meet your eyes. You nodded as you tried to find comfort in his words. You trust him and you believed that you were better off together than with just one of you.

You sighed as you leaned back on your arms. “We should get something to eat. I’m feeling really hungry all of a sudden.” Hongjoong nodded as he stood up, reaching his hand out to help pull you up. Suddenly, a boy ran by and bumped into Hongjoong, causing him to stumble into your arms. It felt like a fog had settled over your brain when the boy flashed you a smile before he went back to playing with the others ahead of him. You watched him as he ran into the water, wondering why you felt so fuzzy and confused all of a sudden.

You were walking beside Hongjoong, both of you quiet and just filling time as you thought of what to do next. “Hey, Joong?” He hummed in response. You took a moment to really think over your question before you asked it. “Is it just me, or does your brain feel all fuzzy and dazed too?” Hongjoong looked over at you with confused eyes. “What do you mean? I feel perfectly fine.” You looked him in the eyes for a second before you continued. “It’s just.” You looked around, searching for a way to explain your words when you saw something.

“Look.” Hongjoong looked where you were pointing. “What? What am I looking at?” You rolled your eyes as you made your way towards the direction you were pointing. “Who just falls asleep in their car like that?” You had taken a look around and realized the previously bustling streets around you were empty. “Hey, weren’t there people here like two seconds ago?” Hongjoong looked around as you looked down at the man laying in the topless car.

“Something’s not right. We should wake him up.” You reached over to shake the man’s shoulder. “Are you crazy? What for? We don’t know who he is!” You didn’t look away from the sleeping man. “I’m telling you, something doesn’t feel right.” You shook the guy a little harder. “Hey! Excuse me! Wake up!” You raised your voice a bit as the panic began to settle in your body. The man’s head snapped up as you shook him a little harder than you had before.

His eyes were wide as he looked at you and Hongjoong. You could see as he became more aware and woke up fully. He looked around the streets and down at his body and looked a bit confused. “Hey, are you alright?” He shook his head a bit hesitant. “Where am I?” Hongjoong chuckled a bit at the man’s question. “Slept that good? We don’t know either, buddy.” The guy stared at you both as he tried to figure out what had happened. “My name’s Seonghwa, not buddy.” He looked annoyed at Hongjoong’s words as he sat up. “I was having the weirdest dream.” He rubbed his forehead as he thought some more. Then he looked up to meet your eyes. “Come to think of it, you guys were there too.” And that’s when you had realized that you had found him.

You were sitting together in a cafe trying to catch Seonghwa up on whatever you could. But you were having a hard time remembering exactly what you needed to tell him. “Joong, my head hurts. I can’t think at all right now.” You groaned at the dull throb in your temples. Hongjoong sighed at your complaint. “Maybe try taking a nap. Didn’t that help earlier?” You pouted as you nodded. “A little bit. But I don’t wanna sleep the whole day away trying to get rid of this headache.” Hongjoong nodded in agreement. “I’ve had this raging headache for as long as I can remember today, too.” For some reason, Seonghwa’s words stuck with you as you closed your eyes and drifted off to sleep.

“y/n! Wake up!” You could feel cold droplets of water hit your face as you slowly woke up. Your face scrunched as you lifted your hand above your face and finally opened your eyes. “Joong? What’s going on?” Hongjoong wasted no time in pulling you up from the sand you were just laying on. “We gotta get out of here, the water’s rising fast.” You looked down to see that the ocean had risen enough to cover your shoes. “What?” You looked at Hongjoong, confusion taking over your features as you saw the familiar gray haze floating around the beach. “Hurry!” And as Hongjoong pulled you, something flashed in your eyes, bright and blinding you for a few seconds.

You sat up with a loud gasp. “y/n?” You looked up to see Hongjoong looking at you with concerned eyes. You looked beside him to see Seonghwa was staring at you too. “Something weird is going on. We were just–” You cut yourself off as you tried to think of what you were trying to say. “Nevermind.” Seonghwa was silent as Hongjoong carried on with his previous conversation.

You were zoning out as Hongjoong continued talking, not aware of anything but the fact that he had changed the topic yet again. “y/n!” You looked up when you heard your name. “What?” The boys looked at you a bit confused. You stared back just as confused. “You didn’t call my name?” They both looked at each other as they shook their heads. You huffed as they went back to their conversations and you went back to zoning out. What the hell was going on here? “y/n!”

Maybe, I should try to focus on whoever’s calling me. You decided to close your eyes and focus as hard as you could. You sat there with your eyes shut tight as you tried to zone in on the voice in your head, but nothing happened. You took a deep breath to calm your nerves before you relaxed the tense muscles in your body and tried again. And that’s when you heard it.

“y/n!” You could hear waves crashing and the whipping of wind past your ears. You opened your eyes and there he was. “There you are. You need to quit zoning out on me!” You tugged Hongjoong towards you with the arm he was pulling you along with. “Woah. We have to move, the water’s rising too fast.” You pulled him again. “Joong, I figured it out!” The smile on your face weirded Hongjoong out. “What have you figured out? Can’t this wait?” You shook your head. “It can’t. Because I don’t know when I’ll go back, I haven’t figured out how to control this yet.” Hongjoong looked at you questionly as he began pulling you along with him, seeking shelter off the coast and further into the town you saw up ahead. “What are you talking about?”

You let out an airy laugh, kind of exhausted from all the back and forth and confusion you had experienced. “I think we’re in a dream right now.” Hongjoong scoffed at your words. “News flash, y/n, but this is no dream. And we’ll die if we don’t get a move on.” You shook your head. “Not here. This isn’t the dream. We found the person we’re looking for in the dream, but I think we have to figure out how to find him here and wake him up.” Hongjoong sighed loudly as he trudged through the wet sand. “I don’t think you realize that you’re dreaming right now, do you?” He shook his head. “I think I’ve known this entire time. My brain is so hazy and I can’t think straight. It seemed really weird, but I didn’t want to freak you out since you were already being weird.” You nodded in appreciation as you took shelter in the lifeguard shack just past the sand and closed the door. “Don’t freak out, but I’m probably gonna zone out again.” You went to close your eyes and focus before you remembered something and reopened them. “Don’t stop calling my name or talking to me. Hearing your voice helps me focus and come back to you.” Hongjoong nodded as he took your hand. You could feel the way he trembled as you gave his hand a squeeze and closed your eyes again.

“I’m kind of hungry. You want anything?” Your eyes opened to see Hongjoong and Seonghwa looking at a menu. Seonghwa was the first to meet your eyes. “Hungry?” You shook your head as you tried to remember what had just happened. “y/n, don’t forget.” You stared at Seonghwa for a second, trying to figure out where that voice had come from. “Actually, I could use a burger.”

“Hey, y/n. Why do you keep zoning out today?” You froze in your spot after you took a bite of your burger. “What?” Hongjoong swallowed the soda in his mouth before he repeated his question. “Why do you keep zoning out today? You’ve been doing it all day. Your eyes will kinda gloss over and you’ll just sit there like you don’t even have any thoughts.” You nodded as you tried to think of how to respond when you heard something. “Wake up! We gotta go!”

A feeling of panic surged through your body as you tried your hardest to find the words. You remembered. “Hongjoong, Seonghwa, we’re in a dream. And you need to wake up right now.” Hongjoong looked at you confused. “Joong, don’t you remember why we’re here?” Hongjoong went silent as he racked his brain for a memory, before he shook his head. “We’re here for him.” You pointed at Seonghwa who was sitting silently as he listened to your conversation. “We’re here to save him, remember Joong?” Hongjoong sat there with a confused look on his face. You sighed as you looked at Seonghwa. “You were dreaming something earlier, right?” Seonghwa nodded at your words. “You were on a beach, weren’t you? It was gray and foggy. And maybe you closed your eyes for a nap?” Seonghwa stared back at you wide eyed. “Seonghwa, you need to wake up. Wake up and look for us.” You could feel the dream slowly slipping away as you tried your hardest to get in any last words. Just as the world was flashing in your eyes, you said one last thing. “Open your eyes, Seonghwa!”

Water was pooled around your legs as you looked around the lifeguard shack. “It’s about time! Hurry up and get out of here!” You nodded as you got to your feet and ran out of the shack and towards the street. “Where do we go?” Hongjoong pointed in a direction that was covered by a thick haze. “Earlier, the haze lifted just enough to see a house on top of a cliff in that direction.” You nodded as you followed after him.

“I don’t think I can go back, Joong.” Hongjoong grabbed your hand as you pushed through the heavy rain. He was trying to comfort you. “I told them and then the world just slipped away from me.” Hongjoong sighed as he mulled over your words. “It’s ok, y/n. We’ll find him again. I know we will.” You nodded as you squeezed his hand.

The trek was long and difficult, but you had made it. You and Hongjoong were more than soaked, clothes heavy with water and skin covered in goosebumps. You were both shivering from how cold you were, wind making the feeling ten times worse. You sighed audibly as you reached the front door. “Finally. Hopefully there’s warm clothes and something to eat in there.” You were laughing with Hongjoong when the door of the house slamming open startled you. You looked forward with wide eyes as you took in the situation. There he was. Seonghwa in all his realness and not some dream you kept getting stuck in.

“Seonghwa!” You hardly knew the guy, but you couldn’t help yourself when you ran forward and engulfed him in a tight hug. The overwhelming feeling of relief and happiness flooded your body. You couldn’t help the tears from falling from your eyes at the feeling of Seonghwa’s body between your arms. “You have no idea how glad I am that you’re here in the flesh right now.” You could hear both Hongjoong and Seonghwa chuckle. “As happy as I am that we found him, can we please continue the lovefest inside? It’s cold out here.”

You couldn’t help the smile that stayed on your face as you shoved a rice ball in your mouth. “We’ll finish up here and then make our way out okay?” You nodded as you took a drink of water from the bottle in front of you. Hongjoong had taken the role in explaining everything to Seonghwa and with him all caught up, you filled your tummies and prepared to leave once again. Hongjoong reached into your bag that he was wearing and pulled out the cromer. “Where do we go now?” You looked up to see Hongjoong blankly staring at the cromer. You swallowed what you had in your mouth and put your bottle down as you thought of what came next.

“We think of who else we saw in our dream and we go there.” Your statement was simple, yet it stirred something up in the two boys who sat in front of you. You could see it in the way their eyes glazed over in deep thought, trying to think of the boys from their dreams. Seonghwa couldn’t help the words that tumbled from his lips. “They’re real?” You stared at Seonghwa as he spoke. “Those boys from my dreams. I thought they were just dreams or a figment of my imagination.” You nodded in reply. “They’re real and we’re going to save every last one of you.” You gave Seonghwa a soft smile as you shifted to sit on the ground. With a hand on the cromer, you spoke. “You’ll have to put your hand on this and close your eyes. But first tell me about the dream.” Seonghwa looked up at you and Hongjoong before he closed his eyes and thought. “It’s a little hazy.” You looked over to meet Hongjoong’s eyes in disappointment. “He looks so scared and confused. I think he lost someone.” Seonghwa’s eyes opened and looked into your own, worried and scared. You nodded. “Put your hand here and close your eyes. Keep thinking of him.” You took in a deep breath before slowly, your eyes closed too.

The familiar bright glow of the cromer prodded at your eyes. When you opened your eyes, you had seen that Hongjoong’s eyes were open as well and staring blankly at the hourglass that you held in your hands. “We have to wake him up, Joong.” Hongjoong startled out of his trance at the sound of your voice. He looked a bit scared as he met your eyes. “I’m scared, y/n. What if something bad happens while we’re there.” You grabbed Hongjoong’s other hand with your own and gave him a soft smile. “We’ll be ok. I promise.” Hongjoong looked in your eyes as you spoke and after finding what he searched for, he gave you a light nod back.

“Seonghwa, open your eyes.” Seonghwa was quick to startle awake at the touch of your hands on his shoulder. You smiled at him as he calmed down. He looked down at the cromer that was between the three of you. “We just have to turn it and it’ll send us there.” You spoke gently. “Don’t stop thinking about the dream.” You spoke one last time before you slowly turned the cromer over and then once again, the world around peeled back until it all just turned black.

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writingbeary · 3 years

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Actress Minyoung

Note: I imagined this to be set around Pirate King era.

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Anyone could tell that Minyoung was excited throughout the whole day. It's like she has another source of energy despite their packed schedule as a newly debuted group, not that they're appearing to lots of shows but because they had to film music shows, their reality show, practice, and for Minyoung her drama.

"Is it today? Will your drama air tonight?" Jongho asked the girl beside him.

Minyoung looked at Jongho and smiled brightly holding up a thumbs up. "Later tonight! Jongho, I'm excited to see how the whole thing would look. I mean I saw it when we reviewed the scene during the shoot but I'm sure it'll feel different once it's edited. Oh! I'm also curious how the other scenes went since I only knew mine. I'm also nervous if my acting looks awkward. That'll be bad for the group right? But I'm just really excited to watch it!"

Jongho chuckled at your response, he was already used to you speaking a lot in one go but this might be the first where he sees you with a rollercoaster of expressions. "It's going to be alright. We can watch it later together if you're worried. I think we'll probably on the way home anyway when it airs. Even if we're practicing, we just have to convince the others to take a short break." Minyoung agrees and clings unto Jongho, the latter already used to her being affectionate.

"What are you two up to? You've been excitable the whole day that I was worried for a moment before we went on stage if you could shake it off." Mingi asked looking over the two youngest. They were in the waiting room for the last music show recording for the day and most of them are trying to take a nap to recharge even a bit of their energy before they have to get ready for the stage.

"The drama I'm on is airing tonight. I was told that I'll appear in this episode so I want to watch it later. Jongho offered to watch it with me." Minyoung patted Jongho's arm smiling

"It's tonight?" San gasped overhearing their conversation. He cleared his throat and clapped to get the rest of the members' attention and the other group they were sharing the waiting room with along with the staff of both groups "Everyone there is an important announcement. We need to watch Minyoung's drama later. Clear your schedule!"

"Oppa! Stop." Minyoung shocked and embarrassed by San's antics, hid her face against Jongho's arm.

"What? I need to support our bunny! Hongjoong-hyung, you agree right?" San turned to the leader grinning

Hongjoong laughed nodding. "Of course. No matter what happens, we support each other."

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"Ooh. Mintokki, I know you cry easily but I never knew you could do it that sadly!" Wooyoung teased Minyoung when the episode ended.

"You did great and you say this is your first project?" Yunho said praising the girl

"Was it hard?" Yeosang asked making the other huddle together no longer interested on what's on the tv

"She's already crying every time that she’s practically a master at it by now." San piped up not missing a chance to mess with her, Seonghwa nudging San to tone it down worried Minyoung would get mad

Minyoung pouts before answering "I'm not a crybaby! It was hard but the director and other actors helped a lot. The actress playing as my mom told me a trick on how I can film the scene well. She told me I should think of something I experienced that really made me cry in the past."

"So what did you think of? Leaving Australia? Trainee days?" Mingi asked listing off possible answers

Minyoung shook her head, nodding to hearself "Close! I just thought about what if I didn't get in KQ and I haven't met everyone. When I thought of that I just automatically cried."

"But you did meet us and you're a proud part of Ateez. So you don't have to think about that." Hongjoong patted Minyoung's head, making the latter smile

"And it's the best thing that happened to me!"

"Oh? Is it time for the waterworks again?" Wooyoung teased her as he noticed her eyes getting moist

She scrunched up her nose before hugging Jongho who was sitting beside her "This is why I like Jongho the best!" Jongho laughed as the others protest how he cannot be the best among all of them

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ATEEZ Minyoung Masterlist

Disclaimer: This is just a work of fiction. Any portrayal of real people is a combination based on what we could see on cameras and imagination of the author. This is purely fan fiction written for fun. Thank you for understanding.

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Writing Beary Corner

I will speed up the timeline (and probably jump all over the place) since I have a lot to write about haha! I also have drafted Kingdom “episodes” which are all ready to release i have around 3 of them ready help that I just want to go through everything but I do want to include moments during their promotions.

also i cannot wait for their reborn version of rhythm ta this thursday

-Mimi

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sector-i-closed · 4 years

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Serial killer!Hongjoong

Warning: smut

'Was... that a scream?' You had suddenly jolted awake, either rousing yourself from a nightmare or an actual human being had let out a blood curdling scream in the night and it sounded as though the person in distress was right in the same house as you were in.

Your breathing was terribly erratic and you were sure that you would faint from not getting enough oxygen that you needed desperately.

The darkness that smothered the room was eerie and you wished that you could calm yourself down, the anxiety of not knowing what was going on was causing your chest to hurt.

"Why aren't you asleep, princess?" The voice of your kidnapper broke through the darkness, purring seductively and sending a surge of adrenaline through your veins.

"I-I thought I heard a s-scream." Your body quivered involuntarily as his silhouette approached you.

"You were probably having a nightmare, Y/N. You're so stressed, I can help you relax." Hongjoong's fingertips glided along the smooth skin of your calf.

Your muscles tensed at his touch and you thought that you could see the outline of the wicked grin playing upon his lips.

"No t-thank you..." You attempted to move your leg away from him but your muscles were rigid and refused to move.

"Fuck..." You breathed as you felt your core become moist from your sticky arousal.

"I can if you want me to." He teased as his hand moved higher up your leg, caressing your skin soothingly.

"N-never." You replied softly.

He could tell that you were letting your guard down and allowing him to access you where the nerve endings would unlock your lust.

"So fucking pretty baby. Your curves are perfect." Hongjoong's voice tickled your ears, prompting sensual feelings to coarse through your body.

You involuntarily moaned out loud when your sex tightened around air.

"You love it when I touch you don't you?" He boldly rested his hand over your clothed heat. You whimpered out an answer and a sly grin flashed across his features when he felt how wet your underwear were.

"Fuck you're so wet for me. No one has ever touched you like this before have they?" His fingers steadily massaged your heat in slow touches that were muted by your panties.

"No..." You released a strangled moan when Hongjoong pressed two of his fingers between your clothed folds, increasing the yearning for him that made you hot and breathless.

The scream that had awakened you earlier in the night was long forgotten, replaced by the lustful thoughts that you loved and hated.

Your hips unconsciously surrendered to your feelings, rolling forward and grinding your dripping wet sex against his fingers and he chuckled in response to your actions.

"You're so needy for me you're trying to get yourself off on my fingers now huh? Earlier you were hating me and now you are being so good for me, letting me hear how good you feel when I touch your pussy." He removed his fingers from your heat and resumed caressing your inner thighs.

"P-please don't stop!" Your voice came out as a squeak that amused the man.

"You sound so good when you're begging for me. Better than I had ever envisioned and when you decide that you want me to fuck you I can't wait to hear your beautiful voice while this pussy's being ruined by my cock." Hongjoong cupped your heat as he spoke, emphasizing his words and the sensation of the weight of his hand on the sensitive part of your anatomy made you keen in pleasure at feeling him again.

You moaned out breathily, overwhelmed with the thoughts that his words brought to your mind.

Your senses told you to remember everything that had happened before now but your body gave way to the desire that you felt for the man who seemed to be doing his best to seduce you and as much as you resented it, you loved it also.

He swiftly dipped down between your legs, tracing his tongue against the fabric of your panties.

You whined at the lack of skin to skin contact and Hongjoong grinned at the effect he was having on you.

He enjoyed the gasp of delight that he coaxed from your mouth when he moved the seat of your panties aside and began to lightly flick his tongue against your wet clit, testing your reaction before proceeding to devour you hungrily.

"Ah... ah... oh fuck..." Your eyes rolled back in pleasure as his lips and tongue worked magic on you, lapping at your juices and sucking your clit mercilessly the entire time.

Hongjoong sensed that your orgasm was about to wash over you, which gave him motivation for him to stop and kiss your throbbing clit and outer lips of your heat.

You whimpered out in disappointment at the loss of his warmth pressed against your sex.

"Please don't stop..." You felt the build up that was leading to your climax dwindle down and Hongjoong scooted towards you, shushing you by crashing his lips against yours.

You hummed into the kiss, leaking pathetic sounds into Hongjoong's parted lips and tasting the essence that had soaked his mouth when he tasted your juices.

"You sound so fucking fragile, I want to hear you sound like this all night." Hongjoong murmured against your lips.

You shuddered when the sensation of his hand lightly closing around your neck broke through the pleasured haze that you experienced from his lips and tongue.

"Tighter... please..." You raised your head, willingly allowing him to tighten his grip around your neck.

He applied more pressure to your neck and marveled at the range of expressions that danced across your face, ranging from ecstasy to pain.

Your lungs burned for air and intense dizziness overtook you, which you enjoyed until eventually you blacked out, a fucked out smile spreading across your face as you went unconscious.

Hongjoong released your neck and watched you in fascination while you lied still, silvery rays of moonlight highlighting your skin perfectly and giving you an angelic glow.

"You're perfect for me." He whispered against your ear, lying down beside you and pulling your limp body closer to him so that he could watch you and hold you for as long as you were unconscious.

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greymochii · 4 years

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[ATEEZ] Jongho; Faint Love - Part I

Title: Faint Love

Characters: Jongho, OC, San, Hongjoong (minor), Yunho (minor), Wooyoung (ULTRA minor)

Word Count: 4659

Genre: Angst, College!au, Romance

Parts: 1 / 2 / 3

P.S.: A lot of grammatical errors, but I will proofread it and correct it when I have time. Errors evident in the other 2 parts as well.

Summary: It all started as a crush. It was mutual but we just said never anything. I thought that I had found love with Jongho... until San came along. Now I’m battling my feelings for two men, and things was starting to get super complicated.

No one else has ever regarded him as handsome but I always thought he was rather good-looking. Enough for me to fawn over his dashing looks each time I crossed paths with him.

His almond-shaped eyes accentuated his well-defined face; accompanied with a cute, small nose and the prettiest lips that I have ever seen. His lips were the most attractive feature of his that I found, seeing how soft and moist it looked. He really must have taken care of lips very well, as it constantly looked moisturised and pink. But despite having a handsome face, Jongho carries a mysterious aura with him. No one really knew him even though they’ve talked with him before. He and I… we barely talked, and when we do, it was always about school or just small conversations about nothing.

Despite having a cold demeanor, Jongho was never unkind towards people. He just never smiles or have deep conversations with people. I guess people regarded him as unhandsome for his personality and decide to diss his physical appearance along with his somewhat bitter disposition.

We’ve spent two semesters together and we’ve never really had good conversations, not until that one day when we were grouped together for a project and only he and I were focused on our research. We gave up pleading to other groupmates to do their job and just focused on ourselves, and to a point of covering their parts as well.

That particular day, Jongho and I held ourselves back as we sat in the auditorium in silence, eyes fixated on our laptop screen. My eyes were starting to dry up from the long hours of staring at the screen and from the corner of my eyes, I saw Jongho’s hand extended towards you. I slowly turned and looked at his hand and then to his face and back to his hand. He was holding onto the disposal eye drop and silently passed it to me, his eyes focused on me. It wasn’t a hard stare but it wasn’t a blank one either. If there was one thing I can’t read, it was Jongho’s eyes. I can’t tell what he was thinking about because his eyes were always the same. And I noticed the way he looks at me was different from the he looks at others. Seeing how I was staring at him, Jongho shook his hand.

“Aren’t you going to take it?”

I snapped out of my trance and shook my head, clearly in disbelief that Jongho had offered a piece of the eye drop to me. “Oh, right. Thanks.”

Jongho gave me a small pursed smile and that was the first time I’ve ever seen him smile. For some reason, I could feel the butterflies in my stomach. I didn’t want to think too much about it so I quickly popped the eye drops into my eyes and blinked my thoughts away. Feeling relieved from the lubrication, I continued with my research until it was time to go home.

As I was packing, Jongho spoke again, his soft voice making me jump a little. “So, I’ll see you again tomorrow?”

“Uh, yeah.”

“Great. See you tomorrow then, <y/n>.”

I was stunned. He never acknowledges me by my name before. I was starting to think about things and I didn’t want to hallucinate but I figured that he may have feelings for me.

Heh. Feelings for me… what a joke.

“Good… night to you too.” My voice trailed off as he walked down the stairs and then out of my sight. I stood frozen in my place, still trying to process what just happened.

I wasn’t going to expect anything so I told myself to sleep it off and pretend that nothing ever happened. If there was one thing I was good at, it was hiding my feelings. No one really knew how I felt and there was a reason behind it. I just couldn’t bring myself to tell anyone about it.

We met the next day and when he saw me, he smiled again. This time… it was wider… and genuine. I thought I felt myself holding my breath in and I clenched and unclenched my fists as I was walking towards him. When I took a seat adjacent to him, I avoided his eyes and took my laptop out. Even from the corner of my eyes, I could feel his eyes were on me, his gaze intense and focused.

“<y/n>, are you ok?”

I jumped in my seat and placed a palm to my chest as his voice shocked me, yet again.

“Jesus,” I muttered under my breath as I massaged my chest. In our two semesters together, he never asked me if I was alright. I wasn’t sure how to respond to that so I merely nodded my head and continued to unpack my belongings.

“You sure?”

“Y-yeah, I’m fine. Really.”

“I don’t know… You’re kind of… red.”

I froze and swivelled my head in his direction, my eyes wide in shock. “What?”

Jongho made a gesture around his face and then pointed at me, his eyes full of concern. “Your face, it’s red. Are you sure you’re ok? We can postpone this if you’re sick.”

“What? No, no, no! God, no! I’m fine. I-I’m f-fine. Really. I, uh… I’m gonna haul over to the toilet, would you give me a second?” I leaped out of my seat even before Jongho could answer and sprinted for the toilet.

Pushing the door open, I strode for the sink and stared long and hard at myself in the mirror, and to my horror, I was really red. My cheeks were flushed and so were my ears. To think that I was feeling absolutely flustered around him, and didn’t even realised I was blushing furiously completely baffled me. For the next couple of minutes, I was trying to calm myself down and each time I do so, I go even redder.

“What the fuck?” Frustrated, I closed my eyes and focused on other things. And for unknown reasons, I thought about that unfortunate moment. And then recalled about another pained memory that I wanted so much to be buried at the back of my mind. My so-called meditation was interrupted by a pair of girls streaming in smiling and laughing. I stood up straight and watched them as they gave several glances in my direction before proceeding into each cubicle. Realising I’ve spent too much time in the toilet, I rinsed my face a couple of times and composed myself before returning to the auditorium.

Jongho was typing on his laptop but when he saw me coming up the stairs, he stopped typing and looked at me. I turned to him and froze, shocked by his stare.

“What?”

He was silent for a bit but suddenly reached over and placed the back of his hand on my damp forehead, surprising me.

“You’re a little warm. Do you… wanna go home?”

Shaking my head vigorously, I whispered no and turned my laptop on. “I’m fine. Really. I was just, um… feeling a little warm, that’s why.” I gave a fake laugh and I was sure he wasn’t convinced about my excuse.

“If you say so.” He resumed his work and I felt relief washing over me. We continued on with our work for the next three hours, with very minimal interactions between us.

That’s the life of a college student, staying behind to do intense research and analysis, doing reports and dissertation, it had to be precise, thorough and original sometimes we lack sleep from our commitment to our projects. We’d skip meals but will try to have snacks to at least fill our empty stomachs so as to not pass out one day due to starvation.

As dinner time approached, I skipped buying my own meal as I wanted to do as much research as I could since we were behind by a lot and what more covering other members’ parts. I didn’t even realize that Jongho had gone off to get dinner because when he came back, he brought back two meals.

Putting one bag in front of my face, he said,”Here. Eat something.”

I was taken aback and took the plastic bag from him, slightly confused and surprised. He had bought kimchi and rice for me, and even bought a bottled water for me. I turned to him to thank him but he was already digging into his meal. I went over to him and sat next to him, not saying a word so as to not disturb his dinner time.

“Thank you,” I said quietly as I unpacked the food.

“You’re welcome,” Jongho mumbled through his filled mouth, making me giggle a little. “What’s so funny?”

I stopped giggling and got abashed and stuttered on my words. “O-oh… It was nothing. You just said you’re welcome through a full mouth and I thought i-it was funny.”

“Oh… But yeah, you’re welcome.”

We ate in silence and although it seemed awkward, I still felt relaxed and comfortable sitting beside him. By the time he was done eating, Jongho sat quietly in his seat, looking around the auditorium and then his eyes landed on me. I wasn’t focused on his stare as I was busy indulging in the food but I absently turned my gaze to him, he quickly looked away. I was convinced that I could see a pink tinge on his cheek and I know that he knows it too. Clearing his throat, he excused himself but his face was still looking in the other direction.

“I, uh, I’m gonna go to the men’s room. Be right back.” In a matter of seconds, he disappeared out of the door, leaving me flabbergasted.

By the time he came back, I was already on my laptop and typing away on my report. When his eyes met mine, he averted his gaze elsewhere and went back to his seat. My eyes followed his movements and realising that he wasn’t going to look at me, I turned back to my screen, feeling my heart drop a little.

It was close to midnight and my back was hurting and so was his. We silently agreed to pack up and he didn’t offer to meet up again the next day, which disappointed me. I wasn’t sure I was so upset about this, but I kind of expected to hear Jongho ask if we could meet again tomorrow but he didn’t. I tried not to take it too personally and faked a smile as much as I could. I was the first to leave but before I went down the stairs any further, I turned to him.

“Thank you.”

Jongho’s head snapped up, his eyes wide with surprise. “Hm?”

I faint a small smile and said,”Thank you… for the meal.”

Jongho stood rooted to the ground, his eyes wide and his expression blank. I couldn’t tell if he was confused or he was just genuinely speechless because I had thanked him again. Either way, I was just grateful and decided to express my gratitude for his generosity again. Walking away with a smile on my face, I felt nothing else but relieved and strangely enough, was looking forward to spending more time with him.

We only had about four weeks left on the projects and as per usual, Jongho and I were the only ones working hard on it. As each day progressed, we grew closer but even then, I still don’t know Jongho personally because we don’t hold deep conversations. As much as I want to, I didn’t want to seem pushy or nosy so I just rolled with whatever conversations we were having. We would often exchange glances and I’d notice his face going pink once in a while and I couldn’t help but smile at his blushing.

As we were indirectly flirting with each other, or so I thought we were, someone else had entered and looked upon from the bottom. I had to squint my eyes to get a better look and realised it was one of our groupmates.

“What’s he doing here?” Jongho’s voice suddenly deeper and I noticed a tinge of annoyance when he spoke. I glanced at him and saw that his brows were knitted and I knew that he wasn’t in favour of another company.

I turned back to the figure that was already climbing up the stairs and sighed quietly. He was always the one staying unbothered when in class so it struck me as odd when he turned up that day.

“San, what are you doing here?” I asked as I leaned back in my chair, frowning slightly at him.

San looked from me to Jongho and then back to me, smirking as he dropped his bag on the chair in front of him.

“You got my part?”

“What?”

“My part. The research? Have you got it?”

Cocking my brows up in shock, I scoffed and rolled my eyes at him. “Of course not, that’s your responsibility. Why am I supposed to be doing your part for you?”

“Bullshit, Jinhee told me you were starting on mine, so I know you have it.”

I clenched my jaw and internally cursed Jinhee for opening her mouth, whatmore to San. I’ve always disliked his guts because he was always rude and he was always giving me unnecessary comments. I scowled at him and was about to put his part into a pen drive when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I jumped and turned to Jongho who had his other hand extended towards San, a pen drive in his grip.

San looked at the pen drive and back to Jongho, a frown creasing on his forehead. “What the hell is that?”

“Your share. You asked for your part, I’m giving it to you.” Jongho’s voice was firm and I could feel myself holding my breath as I watched the two men exchanged words in cold air.

“I was asking it from <y/n>.” San took a step forward but Jongho remained rooted, completely undeterred.

Jongho wasn’t bothered by San’s so-called threatening looks and just shoved the pen drive into his hand. “She doesn’t have it. That’s your part, I had it and now I’m giving it to you. Will you please leave us alone now?”

“L-leave you alone?” San laughed sinisterly and shook his head at Jongho. “Did you forget that I’m a part of this group? Now you’re chasing me away from wanting to be active in my role? Come on, man.”

“We were doing fine without you,” Jongho said bluntly, his gaze hard and sharp on San. “Why now then?”

San merely shrugged his shoulders and plopped himself down on the chair in front of me, his eyes trained on me. I felt a little uneasy and noticing my discomfort, Jongho pulled his chair next to me. He was about to say something else but I tugged on his sleeve and shook my head. I didn’t want the argument to escalate and since he was there, it lessened my burden of completing another member’s task.

“You can stay, but be sure to do your part. We’ve wasted a week and a half doing everyone else’s tasks,” I firmly said as I began typing again.

Giving me his lop-sided smile, San nodded and glared at Jongho. “Yes, Ma’am.”

True enough, San was quiet but that still didn’t help diminish my dislike for him. He’d occasionally glance at me while I work and Jongho would be the one to give a death stare. As it was coming to dinner time, I declined to go out and get food as I wanted to finish on my report as soon as possible. Jongho was a slightly hesitant but he went out to get dinner, leaving San and I alone in the room. It was awkward and tense, and I couldn’t help but to squirm in my seat. Silence filled the air and though I appreciate it, it still made me uncomfortable.

“How far are you?”

“I beg your pardon?” I frowned at him and San scoffed as he stared at me.

“I asked, how far are you? Your report, how far are you with it?” I was taken aback and stuttered on my words.

“Oh! Uh, I, uh… about slightly more than one quarter in. Why do you ask?”

“One quarter? We still have time, why are you rushing to finish it?”

I rolled my eyes at him, much to my dismay and ignored him. Just as I was doing my report, San closed my laptop and grabbed my hand. I stared at him in disbelief and he dragged me out of my seat and down the stairs then out of the auditorium.

“San, let me go!” I tried to wring my hand out of his grip but each time, he tightened his grip. “Will you please let me go?!”

San ignored my pleas and continued dragging me to God knows where. By the time we’ve come to a stop, I realised he had brought me to the cafeteria.

“What the hell?” I muttered as San continued to drag me and then stopped in front of a Western stall.

“San, my dear! What can I get you, son?” A strong yet petite woman emerged from the stall, a wide smile plastered on her face. Judging from the way she greeted San, I could safely assume that he was a regular patron.

San turned to me and I gave a disgusted look when he checked me out from head to toe. Turning back to the stallowner, San smiled and said,”Can we get two sets of the aglio olio, Mrs Kim?”

Stunned, I objected but San put his hand out to cover my mouth. Mrs Kim, the stallowner, seemed slightly puzzled, but San reassured her that he was getting two plates for the both of us. Once she was gone, I yanked his hand away and glared at him.

“A plate of aglio olio for me? You didn’t even ask me what I wanted!”

“So you do want me to get you something to eat.” San smirked as he said that, pulling cash out of his wallet.

“No, I don’t mean it like that. You know what? You can eat the two plates by yourself, I’m heading back.” I turned on my heels but before I could stomp off, San grabbed my arm and pulled me aggressively towards him.

“I don’t care what kind of feelings you have for me. Hate, disgust or whatever, I don’t care. But when I’m being kind, the least you could do was say thank you and not be a brat.” He hissed in my ear and I felt myself shuddering under his grip and swallowed hard when he said that.

“I-T-thank y-you…” My voice trailed as San released me from his grip. I massaged on the arm that he had gripped tightly and felt so embarrassed. I looked around to make sure no one saw what just happened but a couple of students at a nearby table was glancing our way and I knew they were talking about us. I massaged the area that San had gripped so tightly, my jaw clenched so hard I could hear my teeth gritting. I could only bow my head in embarrassment and avoided eye contact with anyone. I never thought I’d get humiliated publicly like that, not especially from the man I loathed the most.

We ate in silence and by the time we were done, I thanked him again and quickly walked off. When I thought I was out of his sight, I slowed my pace down and then came to a halt. My breathing was starting to get heavier and I had to balance myself on the wall. After what seemed like a minute of self-assurance, I straightened my back and walked on only to be stopped by a grip on my hand. I turned and was shocked to see San. I tried to yank my arm away from his grip, but he wouldn’t let go. Instead, he loosened it and took a look at it before massaging it gently.

He gazed at me with his now softened eyes and I just stared at him, confused as to what was happening. He was still massaging my arm and then sighed quietly.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”

I was confused because here was the man who I had loathed so much, suddenly apologising for grabbing me roughly and then humiliating me. I wasn’t sure what to make of it but only nodded.

“I really am… sorry. I hope you can forgive me.” I noticed guilt in his voice and noting the genuinity in his eyes, I forgave him.

“<y/n>?”

We both jumped and saw who the owner of the voice was. Jongho stared at the both of us and I could feel panic overwhelming me. Side-glancing San one last time, I strode past Jongho and back into the auditorium and packed up my bags. Jongho startled me when he came up behind me and I gave him a weak smile.

“<y/n>, are you alright?” I just nodded my head and pushed passed him but he gently grabbed my arm, unconvinced with my reply. “Wanna talk about it?”

Shaking my head, I pulled my arm away and smiled faintly at him. “I’ll… see you tomorrow.”

“<y/n>, wait!”

I ran passed San and the next thing I knew, I was on the bus, on the way home feeling confused and frustrated.

We met up two days later as all three of us were busy and I had an evening class the day before. San said he was going to be late and neither of us minded. When it was just Jongho and I alone in the room again, tranquility and comfort filled the air.

We’ve been at our laptops for two hours and I was beginning to get bored, so I decided to have a bit of fun. Since Jongho was sitting opposite me, I crushed a small piece of paper and threw it at Jongho, who was surprised by my attack.

“What was that for?” Jongho smiled slightly and continued typing but occasionally giving me glances, making me smile a little.

I played Bruno Mars on my laptop and began singing along, evident that boredom has taken a toll on me.

“You like Bruno Mars?” Jongho’s eyes lit up and suddenly I have peaked his interest.

“I like his songs.” I smiled and sang along loudly to Grenade and suddenly he chimed in, belting his high notes and falsetto, surprising me. I stopped singing and watched as he sang along, his voice echoing through the room.

When he saw that I stopped singing and was staring at him, he got bashful and glanced elsewhere. “What?”

“You have a beautiful singing voice.” My compliment made him blush even harder and I thought that was the cutest thing ever.

“I-I do?”

“Yes.” I giggled and bit on my lower lip, hoping he’d agree to my request. “Would you… sing something for me?”

Jongho gazed at me and he seemed uncertain but I encouraged him to sing. “Well, w-what do you want me to sing?”

“You’ve probably heard of this song, but it’s called Say Something by A Great Big World. It features Christina Aguilera,” I said softly, my eyes never leaving his handsome face. His eyes met mine and we were locked in on the staring game for some good minutes before he cut it off by clearing his throat.

“Oh, that song. I’ve heard it. It’s a sentimental piece,” Jongho straightened his back and begin singing acapella, his melodious and gentle voice resonating through the room. At some point, I could feel him pouring his emotions into the song, making my hair stand and sending shivers down my spine.

He stopped after a while and when he opened his eyes, I saw passion. I figured he loved singing but probably had to give it all up. I clapped my hands in elation, feeling the warmth in my heart.

“How’d I do?”

“Beautiful. You did beautifully.” We sat in silence, our smiles never fading.

“I wish you’d show me more of this side to yourself,” I said quietly, my gaze lifting up to meet his eyes. He was quiet and his smile was starting to fade. “I wish you’d talk with me more.”

Jongho leaned back in his chair and brushed his hand through his hair. “Why are you interested in me? I’m nothing.”

My head snapped up and I was speechless. Speechless and astounded at how he remarked himself to be. “You’re not nothing. Jongho, I-”

Our conversation was interrupted by San’s presence. He was panting rather heavily and I could see beads of sweat building up on his forehead and temple.

“Sorry I’m late.” San sat down and was breathing like a dog and I figured he must have ran. “Damn Professor Chan held me back just to lecture me on my report. Fucking asswipe said I plagiarised a big chunk of it and told me to redo it and gave me three days to resubmit.”

Jongho and I exchanged glances but remained silent. It was something to be expected from San since he took college pretty lightly.

When my eyes met San’s, I quickly looked away and fumbled with my laptop. San dropped a paper bag on my laptop, catching me by surprise. I glanced at him and he was fanning himself.

“To make up for what happened two days ago.” I opened up the paper bag and inside were 2 rolls of onigiri and a small bottle of banana milk. Still bitter about what happened, I gave a small smile and bowed my head in gratitude. San could tell I wasn’t fully forgiving of him.

Jongho watched as the exchange unfold before him and he felt heat coursing through his veins. He didn’t know why he was jealous, but he just was. Rolling his eyes at us, Jongho continued typing and ignored us for the remainder of time in the room.

“I’ll see you tomorrow at 5PM?” I asked Jongho and he merely nodded his head. I felt my heart sunk a little and began to wonder if I did something wrong to upset him. Jongho left without saying a word and I was left flabbergasted, confused by his behaviour.

Just as I was about to descend the stairs, San gently stopped me by grabbing my hand. I swivelled but I didn’t say anything because I didn’t want to have anything to do with him at all.

“<y/n>... I know you really hate me right now, and I… can understand that. But know that what I did to you was unforgivable and I truly am sorry.” San fiddled with his fingers and he pursed his lips together, revealing a set of dimples that’s indented on either sides of his cheeks. It was something I had never noticed before. “<y/n>, please let me make it up to you.”

I wasn’t sure how he was going to make it up to me but I wasn’t going to give in so easily.

“Would you like to have dinner with… me tomorrow? Please.”

I could feel my lips parting slightly but no words came out. I wasn’t sure how to respond to that and I didn’t want to make it look so easy for him.

“I’ll think about it.” I turned on my heels but not before San stopped me again.

“I really am… sorry.”

I gazed at him knowingly and moved on, not wanting to make him apologise relentlessly. The more I think about it, the more I realised that San wasn’t as bad as he looks. Then I thought of Jongho and things were starting to get complicated.

Brutally complicated.

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yeppeojiwrites · 5 years

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you’ve gotta be KIDding me//ateez

summary: you and yeosang are stuck taking care of the other seven members of ateez after they turn into little kids.

pairings: gender neutral reader and ateez

word count: 1,495

a/n: i got the idea for this after reading a babysitting ateez headcannon (i forget who the author is but i’ll write it here once i’m able to find them) UPDATE: the headcannon is from @every1studio !! drop by their account and give them a follow, they have really good content!!

“What do you mean everyone else is a little kid?” you asked Yeosang as the two of you exited the elevator. “Is this a The Curious Case of Benjamin Button situation? Are they aging backwards?”

You gasp and look over at Yeosang. “Are they going to die?” you faltered.

“No, they aren’t going to die.” Yeosang assured you.

“I hope.”

The two of you walked to the door of his group’s apartment where you heard squeals and randomly pieced together sentences.

“You left them up here by themselves?!” you whisper-yelled.

“You wouldn’t have been able to come up here if I hadn’t come down!” he whisper-yelled back. You facepalmed and watched as he put in the code for the apartment.

“Are you ready?” he tried to prepare you.

“As ready as I’ll ever be, I guess.” you responded. He nodded and turned the door’s handle.

You were immediately greeted by the sound of high-pitched giggles and the padding sounds of little socked feet. You were in the house for barely a second when you felt a tug at your shirt. You looked down at a little dark-haired boy who you assumed was Wooyoung.

“Can you make me something to eat?” Wooyoung repeated as he tugged on your shirt. You squatted down to look at his little face and you felt your heart warm at his sad expression. You nodded and he wrapped his tiny arms around your neck in response. You smiled and hugged him back before letting him go in order to stand up.

“Can I get a hug too?” a small voice interjected. You looked next you and saw a blue-haired boy with his arms lifted towards you. You picked him up and he immediately wrapped himself around you and buried his face in your neck.

“What’s your name, sweetie?” you asked.

“Yunho.” his voice was muffled by your neck.

“Uh (Y/N), do you have Wooyoung and Yunho with you?!” Yeosang panicked. You quickly walked into the living room carrying Yunho and being followed by Wooyoung. You looked at the two boys you had met at the door and back at Yeosang.

He sighed and ran a hand over his face. You walked over to where Yeosang was and nudged him with your shoulder.

“You’re doing a great job, don’t worry,” you praised him. “Where are the others?”

He pointed to the scarlet-haired boy who plunked away on the keyboard, blissfully unaware that the sound was off. “That’s Hongjoong.”

He pointed to the caramel-haired boy that was wrapped around his right leg. “This is Seonghwa.”

He pointed to the blond-haired boy who ran through the apartment singing loudly. “That’s San.”

You shook your head. “I don’t know how I wasn’t able to notice him.” you commented.

“I don’t know either.” Yeosang agreed.

He gestured towards a younger looking boy with hazelnut colored hair who was pushing the couch against the wall. Yeosang ran to pull him away from the couch before he cracked the drywall. “This is Jongho.” he grunted.

“Hold on, I only counted six.” you faltered. Yeosang paused and looked at you with a fearful expression.

“Where’s Min-”

“How come Yunho gets to be picked up? I wanna be picked up too.” Mingi yawned.

“I’ll pick you up in a second, Mingi.” you smiled at the boy who continued to look at you expectantly.

“Yunho, can I put you down for a few minutes?” you asked the blue-haired boy that you held in your arms.

“No.” he said as he tightened his grip.

“Yunho, you need to share!” Mingi whined.

“Yeah!” the other boys agreed.

Said boy shook his head and let out a quiet ‘nuh-uh’, causing Mingi to burst into tears. You quickly kneeled in front of the boy and wiped away his tears with your free hand.

“Hey, hey, Mingi! It’s okay!” you assured him.

“If I sit on the couch, I can have both of you on my lap.” you suggested Mingi stopped crying and looked between you and Yunho.

“Is that okay with you, Yunho?” you asked. The older boy nodded, prompting you to sit on the couch. You positioned both of them on one of your thighs and pulled them back to lean on you. Yunho nuzzled his head into your chest while Mingi played with your fingers. It wasn’t long until the other five piled on top of you.

“Yeosang, can you turn some cartoons on for the boys?” you asked. He nodded before turning on the television and searching for a channel that showed cartoons or some kind of children’s show. When he found a channel that showed Pokemon, the boys cheered before quieting down to listen to the show.

Yeosang plopped down on the floor next to the couch and sighed.

“Uh Yeosang?” you hesitated. He turned around to look at you.

“What?” he asked.

“Do you know if they’re potty trained?”

Yeosang froze and scanned the faces of the children who surrounded you.

“Hey, boys?” you asked in a nervous tone. Seven faces turned to look at you. “Quick survey, do any of you know how to use the toilet?” you asked.

Wooyoung lifted his head off of your shoulder and looked at you. “What’s a survey?” he asked.

“Is it a dessert?” Yunho asked.

“No, you’re thinking of a souffle,” Hongjoong corrected the boy.

“What’s a souffle?” Jongho chimed in.

“That’s not important.” you interjected the conversation. “Do any of you know what a toilet is?” you reiterated.

All seven of the boys nodded.

“So do you know how to use a toilet?” you asked in a hopeful tone.

Only six of the boys nodded.

“Jongho, do you need to use the toilet?” Yeosang asked.

“Not anymore.” he smiled.

“I- you know what, Yeosang, you’re taking care of that.” you decided.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa. Me?” he asked.

“If this problem gets fixed, I don’t want to be the one who has to tell them that I-”

“I understand. Jongho, come on.” he sighed, holding his hand out to the boy.

“Okay.” Jongho continued to smile.

After a few more hours of laying around, potty breaks, and small bowls of cereal, you and Yeosang made a pad on the living room floor with comforters and for the boys to nap on.

“Let’s go to sleep, guys!” you cheered. Mingi almost flopped onto the ground while Yunho continued to cling onto you.

“I don’t wanna go sleep.” San groaned.

“Yeah,” Hongjoong agreed. “I’m not sleepy.” he rubbed at his eyes.

“I’ll let you play the piano with the sound on later if you fall asleep~” you said in a sing-song voice. Hongjoong eagerly threw himself onto the comforter.

“What do I get if I go to sleep?” San rested an arm on your shoulder.

“Well what do you want?” you asked the boy. He tapped a small finger against his mouth as thought.

“A plush.” he decided.

“Deal.” you agreed. “Go lay down, please.”

“If you sleep next to me, I’ll go to sleep.” Yunho’s voice was muffled by your shirt.

“You don’t want anything else, Yunnie?” you asked in a surprised tone. He shook his head.

“Not even candy?” He shook his head again.

“Okay.” you nodded.

“Yeosang, is that all of them?” you asked. He nodded.

“Yunho, let’s go to sleep,” you coaxed the boy into your arms. He leaned against your chest and you laid down on your back with him in your arms.

“Yeosang, what are we going to do for dinner?” you asked him as stretched out on the couch.

“Pizza maybe?” he suggested. You nodded.

“I’m gonna take a nap with the kids, wake me up if anything happens.” you sighed.

“Will do.” you heard as you closed your eyes.

You sighed through your nose as you regained consciousness. Your eyes opened to see warm light filling the living room. When you tried to sit up, you felt something holding you down.

You panicked and closed your eyes tightly. ‘Am I paralyzed? Am I dying? Wait a minute...am I in limbo?’ you thought to yourself.

You opened your eyes and saw blue hair. ‘Oh, it’s just Yunho.’ you sighed.

“Yunnie, you need to wake up.” you lilted.

“Don’t wanna.” you heard a low voice say. You froze.

“Yunho?” you repeated.

“I don’t wanna wake up.” the voice grumbled.

“Yeosang!” you hollered. You heard a sharp inhale from a few feet away.

“Holy shit!” he yelled.

“Please tell me they’re at their normal height again.” you begged.

“They’re at their normal size.” he agreed.

“That was real?” Wooyoung groaned from next to you.

“I thought that was a fever dream.” Seonghwa replied as he sat up.

“Quick question, why am I moist?” Jongho interjected.

“Yunho, can you let go of me please?” you pleaded.

“Still sleepy.” he mumbled, nuzzling into you.

“At least everyone is normal again.” Yeosang flopped back onto the couch.

“So no one’s going to answer my question?” Jongho panicked.

“Can I still get the plush?” San wiggled his eyebrows.

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author’s note: this is kinda like my post hiatus fic. school ends on june tenth (ugh) but i have some stories lined up and i’m either finished or 3/4 done with the next chapter of beauty and a beat so keep on the look out for that!! uhhh i don’t really have anything else to say but i hope you guys voted for illusion, the superior title track!

see you after june 10th,

ellie <3

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atinydise · 3 years

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Lovesick

❦ Genre: Angst.

❦ Pairing: Yunho.

❦ Word count: 758.

❦ A/N: Day 29 of “Ateez New Year Writings, Edition 2021” 🦋

You were picking the last pot of vanilla ice cream in the store fridge. Before putting it down in the shopping cart, you looked at the pot. Do you really need this? It's been a month now. You were probably be over it? "Giiirl! Do you know that being healed from a breakup takes like... 8 months? I've saw it on TikTok!" Laughed a girl to his friend, passing right behind you. Hearing this information, you sighed and threw the pot in the shopping cart. Coincidence? Surely not. You couldn't even say that you were in the "breakup depression" because you never did. Yunho rejected you because of his career. He couldn't devote you enough time. It would be terrible for you. Of course, you fight for it and you told him that it was okay, you were a patient one, but he still refused. You thought that you would over it, but it was harder than planned. "Hey Y/N!" Greeted Mingi, walking past to you, hands full of condiments. "Oh, hello Mingi." You bowed politely. "Hey, come on, don't be so formal with me." He smiled. "How have you been?" Broke? Depressed? Sad? Pensive? Heartbroken? Down? Lovesick?

"I'm okay," you smiled lightly. "And you?" "Busy and tired." He giggled. "But pretty good." "Oh, it’s been hard these times?" "Yeah! But for me it's pretty okay!" He shrugged. "For example, Jongho, San, Seonghwa and Yunho are cast for a drama!" "A drama? Yunho?" You repeated, surprised. "Yeah! Unbelievable right?" You nodded, trying to keep inside of you, all the emotions submerging. "I'm happy for them." "You should come soon! It's been a long time since we saw you." You understood that Yunho never told them about your confession. You thought that it would the first thing he would say, but he was too nice to put you in an awkward situation. "Hum, I'll be pretty busy the next days, so I don't know." You scratched your arm nervously. "It's okay, I understand. Keep us in touch. We miss you." "I miss y'all too." Especially Yunho, you thought. When Mingi saw the sad smile on his face, he couldn't help but to ask: "Are you sure, everything's okay? You look numb or... not really the joyful Y/N I know." "I'm going through some... difficulties? But I'm strong, I'll be fine." "Do you want to talk about it?" He gently offered. "I'm not sure you can help me." You sighed. "Try." He patted your shoulder. You couldn't tell him that you were lovesick. Not only because he would pity you or something, but because of Yunho. You might put him in an uncomfortable situation. "You know, there's like this guy... that I like. A lot." You tried to stay vague. Mingi nodded, not judging you at all. And you were thankful for that. "I finally had the strength to confess but he can't or he doesn't want to be with me." "Ah. That's why you are so sad." He concluded. "Yeah and it's really hard because he's a good friend and... it feels like I'm alone now." "You can't stay friend?" "This is not easy. I felt like something broke between us. We don't have this 'close link' anymore." Mingi felt bad for you. You were his friend, and he couldn't help you that much. "I'm sorry I've never been through this." He apologized. "It's okay. Taking this off my chest, make me feel lighter." You smiled. "Oh!" He snapped. "I can't help you with that, but Yunho can! He always has good advice." You freaked out. Yunho was there, probably looking for a ton of food. At few meters away from you. "NO!" You shouted. "It's fine! Really! Anyway, I need to go!" "Come on, he should be there soon." You felt strange inside. Even though you were sad about the situation, you could feel these butterflies in your stomach, your hands became moist and the nausea's feeling went right in your throat. "Ah Yunho!" He called his friend at the opposite side of him. Mingi made a sign to his friend to come. Your heart was beating so fast that you were wondering if people could hear it. Sweat started to form on your forehead and your chest was compressing. Yunho walked toward his loud friend, wearing his unique smile on his face. "What's going on Mingi?" "Look who I met!" Yunho raised a brow, confused. "An abandoned cart?" "Huh?" Mingi glanced at the position you were standing 10 seconds ago. "What the? Where did she went?" He looked at the crowd around him. "You are going crazy my friend." Laughed Yunho, patting Mingi's shoulder. "No! I swear Y-" "Let's go. Hongjoong is waiting for us." Claimed the tall boy. "But Y-" "Mingi hurry!" He shouted, walking to the check out. His friend was really confused. He was wondering where you went and how you disappeared so fast. When you made sure, they both were gone, you walked back to the aisle. You felt bad for Mingi, but no way you could confront Yunho. Not right now. Your heart couldn't handle it.

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Ateez reacting to their s/o being scared of open water (2/2)

❦ Genre: Fluff.

❦ Pairing: OT8.

❦ Word count: 2k7.

❦ Requested: Yes, thank you! 🦋

❦ Masterlist.

SAN

“It’s just few hours Y/N, few hours…” you whispered to yourself. “Are you ready babe?” asked San, wrapping his arm around your waist. “More than ready, yay…” you said, faking to be excited. “It’s going to be so funny!” he shouted. The group invited you to spend the day on a boat, for their day off. It was a nice intention, so you accepted, of course. And your boyfriend would be there so everything would be perfect. “Oh,” started San. “You are shaking of excitation huh?” he smiled. You nodded and tried to relax your entire body, “you can’t even imagine.” You could feel that San was happy to see you there with him. He didn’t have so much time these days and he was so sorry about that. “Let’s go, we’re going to leave soon.” He said, leading you to his team. You couldn’t make one step without being terrified by the thought of falling in the water. You tried to stay at the middle of the boat as possible, between all of them.

“Let’s goooo!” Shouted San, stomping. “W-Where are we going already?” you stuttered. “We are just turning around but Mingi proposed to go a bit far so we can swim peacefully.” Said Hongjoong. “Swim? In the water?” “You can only swim in water Y/N,” said Jongho, looking at you like if you were dumb. “No- I mean- It’s kind of dangerous no? There’s no one to help us if-“ “We are 9, I think we will be okay,” reassured Seonghwa. You stayed quiet after that, they seemed already excited to their little trip. You didn’t want to ruin everything because of your fear. “Do you think we are going to see dolphins?” asked San, holding your hand. “There’s no dolphins around here San…” said Yeosang. “Too bad, it would be a great experience.” He pouted disappointed, “don’t you think so Y/N?” “Yes sure,” you replied, just wanting to end the conversation. “Wow your hands are moist,” noticed San, giggling at you. “Probably the adventure excitation,” you lied. After few minutes, Yunho shouted that they needed to stop there. It was the perfect location to have a good time in the water. They all started to rush, removing their shirt to jump on by on. “You don’t go with us Y/N?” asked San, seeing you still sitting at your place. “Hm don’t think so, I prefer to stay here and enjoy the sun,” you lied. “Really? It’s going to be fun!” he insisted, pointing at Mingi and Yunho already splashing Yeosang. “It would be funnier for me to stay here,” you replied, avoiding his stare. “Well okay…” he said disappointed. You bit your lip, he was mad. San joined his members, but you could feel that he would be mad at you for few minutes. You facepalmed yourself, you should have told him about your fear of open water. After almost 1 hour, they all get back on the boat, drying themselves. “You missed all the fun Y/N!” said Wooyoung. “It was fun to see all of you having fun,” you smiled shyly. You turned around to see your boyfriend, drying his hair behind you. “Do you need some help San-ie?” “No, thank you.” He replied, a bit too cold for your liking. “Are you mad at me?” you asked straight. He faced you, “yes a bit. I thought that we would get some fun today, but you stayed on the boat the whole time.” You sighed and played with your hair, frustrated. “It’s just that I’m terrified by swimming or just being on water without nothing what there’s inside.” He raised a brow, “what do you mean? Are you talking about shark or something?” “No… the ocean is so deep… I don’t know… it just scared me a lot. Even if I’m not in the water, I’m getting anxious and more when I saw all of you swimming there.” San’s face became more relaxed and calm, “why you-“ “Because it’s stupid. It’s your day off, I wouldn’t ruin everything because of that. Even if I did a bit.” “No, you didn’t ruin everything, it’s already amazing that you put a foot on the boat.” He grabbed your hand, “I was just stupid, I’m sorry.” You smiled, “it’s okay.” “And finally, good thing they would have to see you in your bath suit,” he whispered to your ear. You rolled your eyes. He’s unbelievable.

MINGI

“Please Y/N!” begged Mingi for the 164th time today. “Mingi, I said no… it’s too dangerous.” “Dangerous? It’s just a jet-ski!” “Yes, but what about you hurt yourself doing that.” You replied, looking for another t-shirt in your luggage. “I won’t! I will be careful! Please please please! Do it with me!” he insisted. You sighed again. Since this morning, he was asking you do to jet-ski since he saw someone doing it yesterday. He never had the occasion to do it. That’s why he was begging you so hard today. Of course, you didn’t decline because it’s dangerous. You know that he would be cautious or Atinys and his members would be sad if he got injured. But when he asked you to do it with him, you freaked out. Since you are child, you are extremely scared of open water. All the horror movies you saw because of your friends didn’t help but knowing that the ocean is really deep or all the creatures below, terrified you. “Okay, you can do it, but I won’t, I’ll record your performance okay?” you said, standing up to face him. “What no, do it with me! It can be so funny!” he said, holding your hands on his chest. “Why? I won’t do anything except holding you.” “Exactly!” he said, smirking. “You are unbelievable,” you sighed. He puts his forehead against yours, “please do it with me.” “Mingi… I need to tell you something.” You said seriously. He stepped back instantly, “are you breaking up with me?” “No idiot.” You sat on the bed. “Do you know what open water is?” He tilted his head, “the movie?” “No… open water, the thalassophobia?” “What the hell is that?” “It’s when you are swimming in a lake or oceans and you suddenly have like a panic attack because you can’t see what there’s below you.” “Oh, I see.” He scratched his head. “But why are you talking about this?” “Because I’m actually scared of this. I can’t just go swimming as you or someone else would.” “Really? I didn’t know it was a big deal.” He said, sitting next to you. “It might be stupid for some people but it’s real and just by the thought of going in the middle of a lake and ignoring what I can find, is giving me anxiety.” “Oh… so that’s why you were against the idea of jet-ski.” He realized. “Yep. But if you want to do it, just go. I’ll watch you, okay?” “It won’t be the same without you,” he said, wrapping his arm on your shoulders to keep your body against his. “It’s just for few minutes! And you will get so much fun, I will film you okay?” you smiled. “Hum… okay.” You raised a brow; he wasn’t too hard to convince him you thought. “Then we should go before there’s too much people.” He said, rushing to the bathroom to wear his bath suit. “This guy is scared of bugs but he’s going in the ocean like if it was a swimming-pool…” you whispered. “Human are strange…” 15 minutes later, you were ready to film your boyfriend the time of his life. “Don’t forget to smile!” you shouted at him. He answered you by doing a thumbs-up and followed the employee a bit more far. When Mingi was about to get on the jet-ski, he yelled and ran around the employee. “What the hell are you doing Mingi?!” you shouted, laughing but scolding him a bit. “Something touched my foot! You scared me with your thalassophobia!” “Stop being a baby and get on this jet-ski!” you replied, louder. “I can’t! What if something drags me under the sea!” You sighed; this boy was not doing better than you.

WOOYOUNG

You held Wooyoung’s hand tighter than usual. You ignored if he noticed it, but you couldn’t care less. Being on this yatch made you feel uncomfortable and terrified. Wooyoung’s friend, Yeonjun, threw a Yatch party for his birthday. You were with Wooyoung when he invited him. You don’t know if he did because he was polite or because he liked you (as a friend of course) but he gave you an invitation card too. While you were anxious and scared by going on a boat for few hours, Wooyoung was incredibly excited. His voice was higher and louder the whole week. He could probably talk with dolphins at this rate. The entire week, you read and tried to inform about how you could get rid of your fear. Except some articles who advised to take a doctor appointment or to jump right into your fear, you didn’t find the best solution for you yet. You finally opted for acting like everything was fine the whole night and stay in the middle of the yatch as possible. Even if Yeonjun asked his guests to be well dressed, you choose your favorite sneakers. You couldn’t stay the whole night with heels. What if you need to run if something bad happens? “Are you sure everything’s okay?” asked Wooyoung, coming next to you. “Yes why?” you replied, acting like you weren’t terrified. “You seem… uncomfortable.” He raised a brow. “No, I’m fine,” you said, smiling awkwardly. “Okay… If you say…” “Are you having fun?” you changed the subject. “YES! His party is amazing! He really did well this year!” he shouted. “It’s good that-“ you started. “Wooyoung! Y/N!” called Yeonjun. “Let’s do a “water jump” contest!” “Wh-“ “WE ARE COMING!” replied Wooyoung. “What? No Wooyoung!” you grabbed his arm. He faced you, not understanding why you were so reticent, it was not a big deal for him. “It’s okay, I’m pretty sure you will win, what you can’t do!” he smirked. “No, I can’t.” You said, anxious. “Then okay, stay here if you want.” He rolled his eyes. “I’ll get some fun somewhere else then.” Said Wooyoung, leaving you there, alone. What does it mean? That you are no fun? You’re doing almost everything Wooyoung does. Both of you are always laughing no matter what. How could he say that? For sure, he hurt your feelings. Annoyed by your boyfriend’s comment, you climbed at the next floor to avoid the loud music and stay a moment alone. You could hear some of the guest jumping in the water and yelling one by one that they won. To be honest, you didn’t care about who the winner would be. Wooyoung’s behavior really hurt you. You did your best already to be there with him, but he acted like a kid when you say no. But… a part of you knew that it wasn’t his fault since he doesn’t know about your open water fear. But still, it’s not a reason to act like that. You sat on the bench and nervously messed up your hair, “what should I do?” “Are you okay?” asked Wooyoung, standing at your right. “Huh- yes.” You said, avoiding his stare, doing like if didn’t existed. He sat next to you, looking at the large horizon. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t treat you the way I did, it wasn’t nice.” You didn’t reply. Not because you were mad, or maybe a bit but mainly because you hesitated to tell him about your fear. “I forget that you are terrified about open water.” He sighed, ashamed by himself. “How do you know that?” you asked, facing him. “One of your friends told me about it. She said that you find this fear stupid and want to keep it for yourself.” He summarized. You didn’t know what to say, it was a sudden plot twist. “It’s okay you know, we are all scared about something,” he smiled at you. “We will work on it, so you can be more comfortable about water or-“ You hugged him tightly. It was rare that you show a sudden affection to him, but he didn’t mind, he liked it and above all, he loved your hugs. “Thank you Wooyoung,” you whispered, face in the crock of his neck. He rubbed your back, “it’s okay. I will always be there for you.” Sometimes he could be a brat but most of the time he was so nice and lovely to you.

JONGHO

You were on an excursion in Jeju Island with your boyfriend and his teammates. Seonghwa proposed the whole group to spend a week to relax and enjoy a good time at a calm and peaceful place. Since you’re Jongho’s girlfriend, he invited you too. And honestly, he didn’t let you enough chance to decline. The first days were nice, you discovered many places and enjoyed the atmosphere here. You visited the most touristic places and ate many delicious meals. Everything was perfect. And of course, being here with your boyfriend was the cherry on top. Sometimes, both of you would escape from the boys and spend a nice and romantic time together. Since your relationship was still recent, you learned many things about each other during these little escapes. But you ignored why you couldn’t manage to tell him that you were terrified by open water. He told you some of his worse secrets or fun facts about him. It wouldn’t be a big deal to say the truth about one of your biggest fear. But you didn’t have the opportunity to escape again till the end of the vacation. The day when you were supposed to go back to Seoul, Yunho and Mingi didn’t want to follow to actual plan. “What about we go back to Seoul with a Ferry and not the plane. It could be really funny!” said Yunho, smiling widely. “Hum… are you sure we can take it? We should have booked it earlier,” said Seonghwa. “I’m pretty sure it’s not full,” claimed Mingi. “I don’t see any bad thing to take the ferry.” Added Hongjoong. “So?” waited Yunho, already jumping by excitation. “The weather is not really good; I don’t think it’s a good idea.” You said. They all looked at the sky. It was a bit cloudy but nothing to worry about. “I think it’s okay Y/N,” said Jongho, next to you. “As Seonghwa said, I don’t think it’s a good idea to go there if we hadn’t booked earlier.” “It’s okay!” Said Yunho, patting your head. They all started to go at the ferry direction, determined to buy tickets. You stopped Jongho discreetly. “I don’t think it’s a good idea.” “Why? I know it’s a bit longer but it’s okay,” he smiled. “Can we take the plane please?” you begged him, seriously. “What’s happening babe?” asked Jongho worried. “I-huh-,” He raised a brow, curious to know what’s going on. “You know you can tell me everything,” he said, trying to help you. “Imactuallyterrifiedbyopenwaterandtakingtheferryisgivingmeanxiety!” you said straight without breathing. “Y/N wait, calm down, I didn’t understand at all.” “I can’t take the ferry! I’m so scared of open water!” you repeated slower. “Really? But you are not swimming or-“ “I know but I can’t. I tried few times, well before we met but I’m freaking out just by thinking about it.” Jongho noticed how scared and stressed you seemed. You were really terrified about it he believed. He never saw you this way. Your eyes were teary, and your hands were shaking a lot. “Then if it’s hard for you, let’s follow the first plan okay?” “But the boys?” you asked, looking at them. “I’ll tell her that you feel uncomfortable,” he simply replied, holding your hand. You nodded, relaxed but disappointed. After few long seconds, Jongho didn’t move, he was still staring at his hyungs buying their tickets one by one. “You won’t tell them now?” “I just wait that they all buy their tickets, to be sure that they won’t bother us.” He winked. You scoffed; he was the baby of the group but probably the smarter one.

Part 1

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sector-i-closed · 4 years

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Find Your Answer

I had a typo and ended up discussing this with @youneedapiratekink and I'm tagging them too

Werewolf au

Warning: smut, urination or golden shower?

It was yet another day of grueling classes for you and concentration was something that you wished that you could have ownership of.

The professor was boring you with his monotonous speaking, encouraging random thoughts to surface in your mind, thoughts that were almost comical in contrast to the lesson that was being taught.

One of the things that you were thinking quite hard about was the question as to why Hongjoong, your werewolf mate, would urinate on you every so often.

It was something that you found annoying but you also couldn't stop your body from becoming aroused at the thought of him doing something that was so dirty to you in your mind but he didn't see anything unusual about it.

Meanwhile Hongjoong watched you from his desk, easily smelling your arousal from where he sat and he knew that the few werewolves who were present in the classroom could smell you as well.

Earlier he had seen San and Seonghwa casually leaning towards you, sniffing to see if you had any of your boyfriend's scent on you and through the entire time you were oblivious to the fact they were even that close to you.

Hongjoong reminded himself and his wolf reiterated the reminder that he needed to leave his scent on you again, really soon.

He watched you shift restlessly in your seat, attempting to pay attention to the professor and he thought you was cute, handling your neediness as discreetly as possible.

Soon the final class was over and the relieved students were starting to file out of the classroom, leaving you staring at your phone as you typed in your query in the search bar of your search engine.

'Why does my werewolf boyfriend pee on me' You were grazing through the results when a gentle warm breath tickled your ear.

"You could have asked me such a simple question. My baby is so innocent and naive." Hongjoong cooed against your ear, freezing your actions and rendering you too embarrassed to continue scrolling the search results.

"Don't stop. I want to watch you find your answer." Your boyfriend feathered his fingers across your bare forearm, inciting tremors to take over your control.

His touch stirred the mate bond, sending ripples of tingles across your skin that coaxed you into submission.

"Erm..." Your cheeks heated up at his statement. You couldn't focus on the words that were on the screen and your boyfriend chuckled, being humored by your temporary inability to read.

"All you can see is me isn't it?" Hongjoong teased, infuriating you until you saw red.

Finally you were able to make out a few words, coming to the conclusion that it was a way for werewolves to openly mark their mate.

"Oh my god..." You blurted out in shock, feeling your sex tighten in response to what you read.

"You're wanting me to piss on you and mark you as mine right now, huh? I can smell how turned on you are, thinking about me leaving my scent on you to let everyone else know who you belong to." Hongjoong murmured as he roughly nipped the marking at your neck that was the visible proof of him mating with you.

You moaned quietly at feeling his plush lips touched the sensitive skin of your neck as the pleasant tingles became more insistent, prompting your instincts to do what you would normally not do.

"I want you to get down on your knees." He whispered against your ear after sensing that you were submitting to your instincts, the softness of his lips brushing against your earlobe nearly made you cry out for him.

Hongjoong watched you glance around at the empty classroom and his lips twitched, contorting into a wicked smirk that caused you to feel mixed emotions of anger and elation.

"We're alone, babe. Should I call for someone to watch us?" He chuckled, watching you go down to your knees.

"N-no..." You stuttered nervously, gazing up at him and watching him in expectation.

He unfastened his jeans and lowered his underwear, allowing his firm member to be released of his clothing.

You unconsciously licked your lips, eyeing his length hungrily and your boyfriend noticed how entranced you were, staring at his cock and drooling.

"Can I please taste...?" Your heart pounded as you stared pleadingly up at Hongjoong.

"Taste what?" He smirked while stroking himself, enjoying the submissive position that you were in, just for him.

"Your cock... I want to taste y-your cock." You breathed out anxiously.

"You can suck my cock after I leave my scent on you, princess." The words had scarcely left his mouth when you felt a warm, wet sensation trickle onto your clothed body. He didn't give you a chance to protest but you complied, in spite of knowing that you would be soaking wet in more ways then one when you leave the classroom.

You inhaled his strong, pungent scent, feeling a vague buzz as his hot urine trickled down your shoulders, chest and stomach, puddling around you on the clean floor.

"You look so pretty, down there willingly allowing me to leave my scent on you. You like being marked for everyone to smell and see don't you?" Hongjoong cooed, stopping the flow of urine and bringing his still moist tip to your waiting lips.

"Y-yes..." You nodded shyly. Slowly your tongue slipped out of your mouth, flicking across his moist tip and tasting the salty urine and precum that beaded on his slit.

The single taste was enough for you to crave him even more and you couldn't stop yourself from taking him deeper into your mouth, salivating over his throbbing hot length as you desperately began to give him strong suction.

"You're starving for my cock aren't you?" He grinned down at you mischievously, running his fingers through your damp locks and watching you move with deep meaning behind every lick and suck that you inflicted on him.

"Fuck you love sucking my cock, baby. I can tell by the effort that you're putting into it." Hongjoong grunted while bucking his hips forward, pressing his pubic bone against your nose occasionally as his wolf attempted to take the reins and guide him to his release.

You uttered small sounds of enjoyment around his member, prompting your boyfriend to orgasm in your hot mouth before he could warn you of his climax.

Hongjoong attempted to stifle his sweet moans as he messily rode out his release while you swallowed the saline flavored fluid down greedily.

You pulled away from him, feeling embarrassed and aware that both of you needed to leave before someone came in and found you kneeling in a puddle of urine.

Hongjoong fastened his jeans, knowing that even after the floor would be cleaned the other werewolves would know what happened in the classroom tomorrow and he felt a sense of pride coarse through him.

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sector-i-closed · 4 years

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Denied

Warning: smut and just something felt like doing.

You could feel your arms start to go numb as you sat still in the chair that your significant other had tied you to.

The reason why was because tonight you had made a point of not just once or twice, but three times to make Hongjoong unhappy by your being overly handsy with him while present at San's party.

The first straw was when you grinded your ass against his crotch while dancing, the second straw was when you tried to make a show of making out with him in front of his hyungs and the last straw was when you grabbed his crotch.

He had roughly dragged you out of the party in front of your friends and you could easily hear some of them shamelessly speculating that he was probably going to punish you.

You sighed deeply, glancing down at your bare skin and your perky nipples that were the result of being aroused at the thought of being at your significant other's mercy.

"So you wanted to make a spectacle didn't you? Right in front of our friends." Hongjoong eyed you darkly as he knelt down in front of you and caressed your knee in slow circular, motions.

Your sex was sopping wet with arousal and you had a feeling that this was going to be a long night, judging by Hongjoong's mood.

"Wouldn't you have loved it if I had fucked you right in front of them?" His eyes narrowed while his rough hands moved up your inner thighs, tracing your erogenous zones without difficulty.

You pulled at the ropes that were tied tautly around your body but the bindings refused to give way at your struggles.

"It's no use baby. You told me that you were wanting my attention so I'm giving you all of my attention, and I get to see and touch your fucking beautiful body while I'm doing it." Hongjoong smirked mischievously as he touched the vee of your pelvis, teasing your senses and frustrating you even more.

You felt tears form in your eyes while watching his fingers feather across your naval slowly, gradually moving towards your chest and away from your needy sex.

Your breath hitched sharply in your throat when his fingertips latched onto your pert nipples, squeezing them to the point of almost being painful but the rough treatment was pleasurable to you and your face expressed everything that you felt.

He grinned devilishly, watching you tilt your head back and moan from the lustful sensations that coursed throughout your body.

"So pretty. You love it when I'm rough with you like this don't you?" He lowered his head and trailed passionate kisses down your chest, leaving love bites behind on your skin.

The need for more stimulation made you whine and you couldn't control the moans that escaped your throat.

"Joong..." You whimpered, feeling his teeth bite the soft creamy, flesh of your breasts. Your back arched at the pain and the pleasure that followed as he swirled his tongue over the fresh bruising.

Your significant other grazed his teeth against your nipple while his hand busily pinched your other nipple, coaxing pathetic moans from your lips.

His tongue swirled across your erect tip and he looked up at you, making intense eye contact with you while stimulating the sensitive nerve endings of your nipple.

"Je- oh fuck!" You gasped, feeling your folds become even wetter. The moist warmth of his tongue made you breathless while the alluring look in his eyes caused you to curse out loud.

You yearned for more but Hongjoong seemed satisfied with moving on to your other breast, giving it attention while his fingers pinched the wet bud that he'd left behind.

"Joong, joong please..." You whined, unable to rub your heat against anything including the chair that you were sitting in.

"Mmm what do you need, kitten?" He smirked at you, running his hands along your outer thighs.

Your legs trembled at his touch and you couldn't form a coherent sentence it seemed.

"I need... Y-you to touch m-my pussy..." You panted heavily.

"What was that, babygirl?" Hongjoong purred as he planted kisses against your stomach.

"I n-need you to touch my pussy please?" You felt moisture seep from your eyes as your significant other lowered himself until he was almost face to face with your sex.

"I want you to open your legs wider so I can taste your pussy." He eyed you with a naughty glint in his dark orbs.

It felt as though an imaginary string pulled at your stomach and you couldn't get your mind off of the butterflies that seemed to flutter in anticipation in your belly.

You willingly spread your legs for Hongjoong and he hungrily stared at your heat.

"Shit you're so wet from the attention that I gave your tits, you must have loved it." He hummed while touching your wet folds, gathering your arousal on his fingertips which he brought to your mouth.

You parted your lips and allowed him to slip his fingers inside of your mouth, causing you to taste your sticky essence on his skin.

You sucked his fingers as he wanted and then he removed them from your mouth so that he could dive in to taste your sex.

Another moan was uttered from your lips as Hongjoong kissed a trail of featherlight kisses along your thighs until he reached your slick mound.

You whined lustfully while he licked a delicate stripe along your core, barely touching your flesh with his tongue.

"Ngh..." You struggled against the ropes that bound you to the chair, desperate to rub your heat against his face for relief of the aching that lied deep inside of you.

He looked up at you with amused eyes as he flattened his tongue against your mound, purposely avoiding your clit much to your chagrin.

"I love watching my beautiful goddess be so fucking needy for me." Hongjoong spoke lowly against your clit, the vibrations of his voice sent tingles through your body.

You tilted your head back and let out the loudest moan yet when you felt his warm tongue finally touch your wet inner folds.

He took his time in savoring your taste and how good you felt as he touched you with his tongue, and he remained observant of how close you were to orgasm while he ate you out.

After sometime you were about to come undone on his face but as you braced yourself for your climax he removed his mouth and smirked at you, watching you pout in disappointment.

"Did you think I was gonna reward you for tonight? Think again." He pressed a kiss against your thigh before returning to stimulating your clit again.

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atinydise · 4 years

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One way love

Hellooow, here’s the 10th writings of 31 days prompts challenge. Thank you for you suppoooort & Enjoy! Masterlist / 31 days Prompts List

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Day 10 - One way love - Wooyoung

It was 3 am and you were still awake. You turned on your bed the whole night, not finding a way to sleep. Your eyes were puffy and red. All these tissue spread on your bed made you feel pathetic. You just wanted to hide under your cover for the rest of your life. But why?

Your feelings toward Wooyoung were torturing you. As soon as you saw him the first day, your heart belonged to him. You mouth went dry, your knees were shaking, your hands became moist. He was so beautiful, his light purple hair fitted him so well, he looked so divine. You melted a bit more for him every time he sang or danced on stage. You were his private cheerleader and he loved that. Sometimes Hongjoong would be jealous and said to you, “are we strangers for you Y/N? Why you are never cheering us? Only Wooyoung.” “This is not true.” You lied. “He’s right,” added Yunho. You rolled your eyes. “Okay I will cheer the entire group more now.” They smiled and prepared to go on stage. Honestly, you cheered them 1 minute and focused back on the sexy performer. When he was dancing, you could feel how he loves to. His moves were soft but intense in the same time. Like him. Wooyoung likes your presence and you noticed that when he invites you, every time he can. You liked to get his attention. San recommended you to confess your feelings to him. “I can’t do that... what if he doesn’t like me?” “You won’t know if you don’t confess to him. And what if he meets someone. It will be game over for you.” “I can’t San...” He sighed, “stop being a cry baby, and act like a woman.” “What is happening here?” asked Wooyoung, sitting next to you. “Nothing!” You almost yelled. He raised a brow, knowing that you were lying. “Well, I need to fix my make up.” Lied San, staring at you. You panicked; you couldn’t confess now. You couldn’t manage to talk with him right now. “You sure everything is fine? You look... stressed?” You hummed, not knowing what you could answer to him. He sighed, trying to find a comfortable position on this tiny couch. “Tired?” You asked, changing the subject. “Yes... this day was exhausting.” You wanted to comfort him, but San cut you straight. “Y/N just tell him oh my god!” You blushed. You didn’t like the way San was exposing you. Wooyoung lifted his head and stared at you, “What is he talking about?” You looked at him. “Why are you so serious suddenly?” he asked seeing the way you looked at him. “I have a question for you Woo*.” He nodded, “what is it?” “Could you fall in love with one of your friends?” “That’s a weird question Y/N.” He said. “Just answer it.” He layered his head on the couch, “Depends if I have feelings for my friends I guess.” “Then it won’t bother you to date one of your friends?” “Not at all. If she was my friend, it means that we are close already. Like you & me you know.” You & me, it gave you goosebumps. It sounded so good from him “But why this question?” You needed to be brave and tell what you were feeling for him. “How to say...” He turned his face in your direction. His skin looked so smooth, that you wanted to rub his till he fell asleep. And his stare... you could melt in the moment. “I might have...” you bite your lip, “feelings for you Wooyoung.” He blinked, not saying anything. You were pretty sure that he wasn’t expecting it though. Seeing no reaction from him, you added, “or I don’t know. Just forget it.” “Y/N...” he rubbed his nose in frustration. “Yes?” “You are my closest friend; I mean a girl one. I’m really enjoying spending time with you, but I’m not liking you the same way you do for me. You are a friend.” You smiled, not trying to show how sad and hurt you were. “It’s okay Wooyoung, I wasn’t sure as well. It’s probably a good friendship.” You lied. “Are you sure about that?” he grabbed your arm. “Yes, don’t worry. Forget what I said, okay?” you said, slowly pushing his hand off your arm. “Good then.” he smiled. “Yes... good.” None of you talked for the last 10 minutes. Wooyoung didn’t know how he should act with you, while you were blinking to avoid the tears. “Y/N-“ began Wooyoung. San came back on the room, trying to know discreetly if you confessed. “Everything’s fine here?” “Yes.” You replied. “Okay, we need to go at the pre-record, let’s go.” Wooyoung stood up and walked up to San. They both faced you, noticing that you were still sitting. “What are you doing Y/N?” Asked Wooyoung. “We need to go.” “I won’t come with you. I’m tired and I just want to sleep right now.” you said, grabbing your coat. “What? But you are always coming with us, you are like our lucky charm!” Explained San. “I will come next time San-ie.” You exited the backstage room, feeling the boys’ glance on you. You just wanted to go on your bed and cry. The worse thing was that you will need to wait for your feelings to disappear while he would believe that you don’t have feelings for him and act like nothing happened. One way love truly hurts.

*Woo: a nickname for Wooyoung.

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sector-i-closed · 5 years

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Good Dream

Warning: Smut and the very first smut I'd ever wrote about Hongjoong.

Falling in love with a Kpop star wasn't initially on your list of things to do in your lifetime, but here you were, sleeping beside Kim Hongjoong, your adorable and sexy boyfriend of six months and you didn't regret anything.

You must have been having a restless dream when a moan escaped your lips, feeling the sensation of warm fingers trace the cord of your neck in slow, fluid movements.

After a bit of time lapsed you slowly opened your eyes, vaguely making out the silhouette of Hongjoong in the darkness, obviously peering down at you in spite of the darkness.

"Why did you wake me up? I was having a good dream!" You grumbled before realising what you had just said.

"It may have been a good dream but I can make it better as a reality." Hongjoong's low voice vibrated against your ear.

"Uh... yeah but I really should be getting my rest." You bit your lip nervously.

One of Hongjoong's small hands rested on your clothed bosom and it was no wonder that the rise and fall of your chest quickened.

"Just let me take control and make your dreams into reality, then you'll sleep better." His tone was seductive, alerting the goosebumps to arise on your skin.

You could clearly picture his devilish smile, even in the darkness.

"Alright, I have my doubts that I'll sleep better but you can.... mmmmm give it a try." You moaned at the sensation of your nipple being stimulated between his thumb and forefinger.

Your underwear was already slightly moist from the dream you had experienced, but now they were soaked through with just a touch from Hongjoong.

The sensitive nipple that he caressed quickly stiffened and he closed in on your head, crashing his plump lips against yours and moving them at a sensual, enticing rhythm.

Your fingers wrapped around the back of his neck as you returned his kisses passionately.

His tongue smoothly glided along your lip, then he nipped at it, coaxing you to grant him access inside so that he could taste you.

Your lips parted slightly, allowing him to slip his moist organ into your mouth, tangling his tongue with yours and purposely sending yet another wash of desire throughout your body.

Hongjoong's fingers continued to stimulate the peak of your breast for another moment, then he moved on to your other breast, working the same magic as before in order to drive you crazy with need.

Silently you reached down to sneak your hand into your panties so that you could relieve your aching desperation, but Hongjoong sensed your intent and firmly grasped your wrist.

"Going somewhere?" His husky tone was laced with humor and you felt certain that you would die right then and there.

"Um no?" You answered innocently.

"Like I said, let me take control." He murmured against your ear, resting his hand just above your needy heat.

"AH!" You gasped at the sudden touch, not exactly expecting to be touched there at that moment.

"Stop teasing me!" You hissed through gritted teeth.

"Answer me, who do you belong to?" Hongjoong asked in a singsong voice, drawing little circles with his fingertips over your panties onto your pelvis.

"You... AHHH!!!" Your eyes rolled to the back of your head when Hongjoong slipped his hand into your underwear, separating your lips so that he could directly touch your wet clit, stimulating the soft flesh that impatiently awaited his touch.

"You have the body of a goddess, Y/N..." He praised you.

With every caress of his fingers a moan would leave your throat, voicing your gratitude for his steady and consistent touch on the most sensitive part of your body.

Abruptly he stopped and you nearly cried from frustration, "Wh-why did you stop?!"

"Something is in my way." With that reply he slid your panties off of your hips, losing them somewhere in the darkness.

He resumed what he started, this time plunging a couple of fingers deep inside of you.

Your toes curled from the pleasurable feel of something filling you and your hips involuntarily rocked forward in time with his movements.

"That's right, ride my hand while I fuck you with my fingers." Hongjoong picked up the pace with his thrusts, keeping you babbling on and on with praise about how good his fingers felt inside your wet center.

"Fuck, you're already cumming around my fingers!" He mused out loud, sounding quite proud of himself.

Hongjoong had found the correct rhythm to bring you to orgasm, leaving you gasping his name and uttering the occasional profanity.

Your muscles spasmed wildly around his fingers and you felt tired but relaxed.

You attempted to catch your breath as you wiped the beads of perspiration from your forehead.

"You was so good! Now you should try to get some rest, Y/N. We've got a busy day ahead of us tomorrow." Hongjoong kissed your hair, lying back down beside you.

"What about you?" You asked, concerned that he may have been needing release.

"I'll be alright, now go to sleep."

You pouted but did as you were told, enjoying the feeling of your boyfriend nuzzling you from behind with his fingers interlocked over yours.

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sector-i-closed · 5 years

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Suggestion

Warning: smut

You bashfully rubbed your forehead after turning on the DVD player, finding that your friend San had brought his porn with him when he stayed over at you and your boyfriend's home the night before.

Apparently he had forgotten about the video so you was going to give it back to him when you saw him again.

Right now you was trying to forget the few seconds of inappropriate scenes that you did see.

You wasn't turned on by what you viewed but you couldn't stop imagining that position with Hongjoong, your boyfriend. That thought was what turned you on.

You sighed deeply, doing your best to put it out of your mind for the rest of the day.

"Is something bothering you, Y/N?" Hongjoong laid beside you with his head resting against your heart.

You thought for a moment while playing with your boyfriend's hair, "It's nothing, baby."

"Are you sure? You've been staring at me strangely..." Hongjoong lazily trailed his fingers along your stomach.

"Let's just say that San forgot to carry his porn back with him and I accidentally watched a few seconds of it... Is all." You paused, threading your fingers through his hair in a soothing movement.

"Are you saying that porn is more satisfying then I am?" Hongjoong moved his head, looking into your eyes with fiery eyes that penetrated to your soul.

"Sheesh, not at all Joong! I um... was just thinking about what it would be like with you in that position." You inhaled a shallow breath, feeling your body heat up at the thought.

"Oh, so what was this mysterious position?" His eyes danced with mischief, observing your face while you thought about what you would say.

"Uh... it was basically a guy straddling his partner and his partner gave him oral while lying down... It looked hot and you know... I was kind of wanting to try it, someday." You looked away from him, biting your lip nervously.

Your breathing became irregular as you watched your boyfriend run his hand across your stomach.

"You're getting lazy on me aren't you, babe?" Hongjoong chuckled playfully, standing up and reaching for his belt to unfasten, followed by his pants.

"No I'm not!" You looked at him in astonishment, having figured that he wouldn't be interested in trying the position.

"Take your shirt off, babygirl. I want to see your pretty tits."

Heat rushed to your head, prompting you to feel dizzy at his words and you fumbled terribly with the hem of your shirt, pulling the garment over your head when you finally took hold of your shirt.

"Eager are we?" Hongjoong teased as he stepped out of his pants.

"Why do you have to say it like that?" You mumbled, fluffing your pillow up behind your head and positioning yourself at an angle where you would be comfortable.

His gaze lingered on your exposed chest and stomach, looking at you as though he was admiring artwork.

"I could look at your beauty all night. You're so fucking amazing in every fucking way, I don't deserve you." Hongjoong spoke huskily as he carefully straddled you at your shoulders.

You looked up at his face, licking your lips slowly before reaching up to touch his hardening dick.

Slowly you stroked his length, taking your time in massaging his dick with both hands.

"Fuck, you know exactly what to do to me." Hongjoong moaned, letting you know that what you was doing felt good.

"Just wait till you're in my mouth." You winked at him, rubbing his erect dick against your lips.

His length twitched in your hands as a result of your words.

Your tongue darted out and licked at the underside of his dick, drawing a stripe upwards with your moist organ until you stopped at his tip.

Hongjoong watched you with full attention as you licked the head of his dick, hardly blinking.

You locked eyes with him and moved your mouth over his length, sliding your mouth up and down his shaft while cupping his balls, squeezing them lightly until you got a response out of him.

Your boyfriend hissed at the overwhelming sensations and praised the way that you went down on him.

His thighs shuddered when he felt the intense suction that you was giving his dick.

Without hesitation your hands moved to his ass, caressing the curves of his cheeks in sensual movements that had him moaning and cursing out loud while you traced his muscles with your fingertips.

"Fuck I didn't know you liked touching my ass so much!" He snapped his hips forward, fucking your mouth roughly as the rest of his self control disappeared.

You moaned in delight, allowing Hongjoong to use your mouth for his pleasure. His eyes met yours, watching the deep, loving look in your eyes as you looked up at him, hollowing your cheeks around him, sheathing him in the heat of your mouth.

Your hands moved from his ass back to his balls, caressing lightly as you felt the drool drip from your mouth.

Moments later he came, vocalizing your name and filling your mouth with his hot cum.

You lowered your eyelids, tasting his seed as you allowed it to slide down your throat.

Hongjoong stood still to catch his breath, watching you pull off of him, only to kitten lick his tip again.

You held onto his thighs and ran your tongue over his member, which was starting to soften but he was hardening again.

"I can't get enough of you." You whispered against him.

Hongjoong whined in response, staying still as he allowed you to do round two.

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