#yang hongseok x reader

[faes-land]

Day 21: Size - Hongseok

Pairings: Hongseok x Female Reader

Genre: Smut

Word count: 1,963

Warnings: Size kink, Riding, Slight Nipple Play, Clit play (???)

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"Babe, I'm coming over and you can't stop me," Hongseok said to his girlfriend over the phone. You were home alone since your roommate went to be with her boyfriend.

"No, you really don't have to." You giggled.

"Yes, I do. I can't let my girl be all by herself when a terrible thunderstorm is about to happen."

As much as you didn't want to admit it, Hongseok was right. You weren’t the biggest fan of thunderstorms, and you knew that if he was there with you, you'd be able to fall asleep soundly. "Fine, you can come over."

"Yay! I'm already here. Would you mind opening the door, please? I forgot my umbrella."

You gasped. "You're here? Oh my gosh!" You ran to the door and opened it to see your man soaking wet from the rain. "Hongseok, you're crazy." You laughed as he took his wet coat off.

"Crazy for you." Then he leaned in and kissed you. You smiled into your kiss before he pulled away. He smiled back at you and said, "I'm going to go take a quick shower, okay? It was freezing out there."

You nodded. "Of course! Go take a nice hot shower and I'll make us some hot chocolate." Hongseok gave you one more kiss before heading to the bathroom. “Oh, Hongseok?”

“Yeah?” He asked right before he closed the door.

“I still have your sweatpants here from last time, I’ll go get them!” He chuckled as he watched you go to your bedroom.

You soon came back with a pair of grey sweatpants. “You don’t have any of my shirts?” He asked, eyebrow raised because you were wearing one of his shirts.

You giggled and looked down at yourself. “I’d rather you didn’t wear one,” then you winked at him. He rolled his eyes then closed the door and took a shower.

You soon heard the tea kettle begin to whistle, so you rushed over to your kitchen and poured two cups of hot chocolate in the matching cups that you two bought on a trip to Tokyo that you recently took together. You smiled thinking about that trip with him. You got lost many times getting back to your Airbnb, but every second felt like a dream.

No words could ever describe how you felt about Hongseok; he meant everything to you. You felt so lucky to be with a sweet man like him. He may have been big and strong, but on the inside, he was very soft. You loved the contrast of your boyfriend. The difference in his looks and personality was one of the many things you loved about him.

Soon enough, you heard Hongseok come out of the shower, taking you out of your thoughts. He hugged you from behind and left a soft little peck on your neck. You smiled and turned around to kiss him. He kissed you before you felt him put his hands on your butt, and you knew that meant that he wanted to pick you up. You jumped and he caught you, putting your legs around his waist. You loved when he would pick you up like this; you also enjoyed seeing his big muscles flex as he carried you.

“What about the hot chocolate?” You giggled before he kissed you. You held on to his big shoulders as he walked through your apartment.

He chuckled. “We can reheat it. I need you.” Then you were in your bedroom where Hongseok gently laid you down on the bed. His plump lips were back on yours, kissing you so sweetly, but needy. You weren’t sure what had gotten into Hongseok, but you couldn’t complain.

He pulled away from you, and since he was already shirtless, you looked at his toned body as he hovered over you. You felt so tiny beneath him like this, but you also felt very secure. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t becoming extremely turned on by how big he was above you. His beautiful body was glistening as his skin was still drying from the shower he had just taken.

You pulled your handsome man down for another kiss and you bucked your hips against his. He groaned at the friction between you two and his dick twitched in his sweatpants. You could feel him harden the more you teased him and you enjoyed being the one to do the teasing this time. Every once in a while, Hongseok would let you take over. Even though you were underneath him.

He trailed his kisses down your body, peppering your skin. His hands were at the bottom of your top, so you moved and took it off for him. He went back to kissing on your skin, hands traveling your body, and finally landing on your now exposed breasts. You moaned when his large hands were on your breasts, teasing your nipples. You moaned lightly at his touch and his kisses. Which were now at the top of your little shorts. He kissed your stomach before he pulled down your shorts and panties in one swoop.

Hongseok kissed your legs and thighs softly. He wanted to take his time with you tonight despite being needy. You hadn’t seen each other in a little while since you were both busy, so Hongseok wanted to savor this moment. And with the added bonus of the rain, it felt extra romantic. His kisses were getting closer and closer to where you throbbed for him, but you stopped him. You were too needy for teasing, you just wanted him.

“Are you sure?” He asked, a brow raised. You nodded and leaned in to kiss him, and his big body was once again hovering over you. You just wanted to feel his body against yours and to have him all over you. It didn’t matter what position you were in, you just had to be connected with him. You wanted to see all of his beauty; and you did.

Hongseok pulled away from you and quickly removed his sweatpants. You secretly hoped he wouldn’t wear underwear, and you were right. His hard cock that was straining against his sweatpants had sprung free and you practically drooled looking at it. Everything about Hongseok was big and it didn’t matter how many times you had seen his cock, it always amazed you. The first time you and a Hongseok had sex, you wondered how it was going to fit. But it did and it hit you in all the right places.

You practically drooled looking at it and how delicious it looked. You wanted to suck him dry, but you were also so needy and impatient that you didn’t want to prolong him inside you. You just wanted him to fuck you and nothing was going to stop that from happening. He leaned back down to kiss your lips one last time and you felt the tip of his cock teasing at your entrance.

Soon enough, Hongseok had easily moved the two of you so that you were now sitting on his lap on top of him. His hard cock was against your thigh and you looked down at it, his tip was red and swollen. He wanted you as badly as you wanted him. You weren’t sure what you wanted to do next, but you also knew you needed him inside you as soon as possible. You were dripping wet and the little bit of teasing that you two had done had become too much.

You positioned yourself on top of Hongseok, thighs on either side of him. He wasn’t usually underneath you like this, but it didn’t matter since he was so much bigger than you. It didn’t feel that different from when he was on top of you. In any position, there was a clear difference between you two and you loved it. You loved the feeling of his large body against yours.

"Ho-Hongseok," You breathed out as you lowered yourself on top of him. He had his hands on your hips, as you slowly took more of him in. He was big and you loved feeling every inch of him go deeper inside you. Hongseok groaned and closed his eyes, leaning his head back against the headboard. You felt so good around him, he wanted to be connected with you like this forever.

You had your arms around his broad shoulders while your hands were in his soft hair. He leaned his head up and kissed you as you began to move up and down on him. When he pulled away, he admired your body as you slowly rode his cock. He liked the way you looked; so small in his lap as you moved up and down on his dick. His large hands were on your waist, guiding your movements. You moved your hands down to his shoulders to steady yourself as you started to quicken your pace.

Before you knew it, you were bouncing on his cock; the sounds of your moans and skin slapping filled the room. You weren't sure if you were the reason for this or if Hongseok was using his strength on you unintentionally. Either way, you loved it. You forgot how fun it was to be on top of such a big man and please him the way he deserves to be pleased. Since you were on top, you were able to admire his beautiful body and that encouraged you to keep going. Hongseok groaned as you kept up a steady pace that had you both going crazy.

Hongseok’s hips were meeting yours each time you came down on him. It felt like each time he would get deeper and you were screaming. You loved the way his huge cock would massage your inner walls and hit you in that spot that had your head spinning. Your grip on his shoulders tightened as Hongseok took over and began to thrust his hips into yours. His strong hands held you in place while his hips were going at a ruthless pace. You couldn’t even think straight, the only thing you could think of was his name and how good he was fucking you.

You brought one hand down to your clit and rubbed it harshly as Hongseok kept up his pace. You could hardly moan at the pleasure being caused by him; your body was his at this point. You could feel your orgasm creeping up on you and Hongseok could too. There was just something about seeing you rub yourself while his cock was going in and out of you that turned him on beyond belief. It was such a hot sight that he could tell he wouldn’t be able to last much longer; not with the way you started to squeeze around his cock. “Hongseok, I-I’m-“

“Go ahead, beautiful, cum all over me.” His filthy words had been enough to trigger your orgasm and you stopped all movements as you came on his dick. A slick mess between your legs as Hongseok’s hips were becoming uneven. The way you felt around him when you came had triggered his own orgasm and after a few more rough thrusts, he came deep inside you. He filled you up before he pulled out of you, his cum leaking out of you and dripping onto the sheets and his thighs.

You rolled over next to him and caught your breath. He smiled at you, before giving you a kiss and grabbing a cloth to clean you both up. When he was done, he pulled you into his arms; you both had completely forgotten about the rain. All that mattered was having your big, strong man protecting you and giving you the best pleasure you could ever want.

[jae-bummer]

My Idol 3: Part Four

My Idol From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

My Idol is a South Korean competitive reality dating game show. It currently airs on Saturday nights on Jae-bummer’s blog. First broadcast in 2016, the show offers the opportunity for a lucky fan to go on seven blind dates with seven idols. The idol plans the date with the show throwing in a specific mission to complete during the day. At the end of the initial dates, the show opens up an audience vote to decide what four idols will move on to the second date.

My Idol 3: The Series

You smiled shyly at the man who was now seated next to you at a small, cloth covered table. Catching you looking at him, he quickly smiled in return before you lost your nerve and looked away.

"What?" he whispered, knocking his shoulder lightly into yours. "I like the attention."

Slowly exhaling you looked at him again. It was honestly like trying to keep eye contact with the sun. When you were with Jungkook, things had fit. He felt familiar to you, even though you had no prior run-ins with him. This person, Hongseok (of Pentagon, you had learned), made you nervous.

Jokes about serial killers aside, he gave you one of the heaviest cases of butterflies you thought you had ever had. Your stomach whirled in circles, trying to adjust to the feeling of constantly falling. He didn't quite click, but in this case, it made things more exciting. He seemed the type to put off a playful and witty exterior, only to treasure things when no one was looking. He wanted to be confident with you, but you were almost positive that he was mentally stamping every moment into a scrapbook that he could look back on. You were surprised he hadn't brought his phone out again.

"Do you?" you finally managed to respond. "Maybe I shouldn't give it then."

"Whyyy," he whined, a small line appearing between his brows. "I like it when you look at me."

"I think you like it when anyone looks at you," you teased.

"A little appreciation never hurt," he grinned. Leaning toward you again, his lips tickled the shell of your ear. "You should let me appreciate you too."

Your mouth popped open while it waited for your mind to manufacture some response. Leaning away again, Hongseok's eyes danced with mischief. Just as you were attempting to make any sound, a shop worker sat down across from the two of you.

"Hello sir," Hongseok nodded politely. "We're here for-"

Stopping his sentence completely, you peeled your eyes from him to focus on the newcomer. Cringing, you looked back to Hongseok. "It's everyone's favorite part of My Idol."

"If by "everyone," you mean Jeon Jungkook and Jeon Jungkook alone, then yes, I'm sure it's everyone's favorite," he laughed.

"Hey," you gasped, naturally protective of your first date. "At least it's more fun when someone is happy to participate."

Hongseok's eyebrows shot up as he smirked, amused he had hit a nerve. "I'm more than happy to participate, but let's correct the rest of it. You," he tapped your shoulder lightly. "Are my favorite part of My Idol."

"Nice save," you laughed nervously, facing the shop worker again. You hadn't realized a harmless joke would illicit that reaction from you, but you made a mental note to put some space between you and the memories of your first date. While Jungkook was easily at the top of your mind, you couldn't let it effect you as you moved forward.

Taking the envelope carefully from the older man who was now smiling sadly at you, you couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"Not so enthusiastic now, are you?" Hongseok poked.

Immediately handing the envelope to him instead, you looked up with furrowed brows. "Yeah, I don't look forward to this part at all."

Taking it from you, he nodded. Any further wisecracks had died on his lips as he noticed how uncomfortable you were. "I'll do the dirty work then."

Sliding a long finger beneath the envelope's seal, he chewed on his plush bottom lip as he slid out the card stock.

"Make a match: Guess your date's ring size in just one try or face a penalty. "

"One try!" you groaned, rearing around to the producers. "That's impossible."

"That's the point," one of the PD's laughed. You remained stoic, obviously not in on his idea of a joke.

"It'll be fine," Hongseok chimed, directing your attention back towards him. "You know how much jewelry I have pulled on and off every day? We can figure it out!"

Looking from his hands to yours, you shook your head. "Can't you just hint to what yours is? Like a number between 13 and 15 perhaps?"

(**Note: Korean ring sizes are different from US/UK/EU)

"No assisting," one of the PD's responded quickly.

"Well, that wasn't on the card, now was it?" Hongseok chided, looking down his nose at the production crew. You felt an instant smile paint your lips.

"We will check using our ring sizer," the shop worker said helpfully, holding up a key ring that held what appeared to be two dozen small circles.

"Okay," Hongseok hesitated, wiping his palms on his shorts before extending his hand. "Come here."

Scooting more closely to him, you placed your fingers in his, allowing him to maneuver your palm around until it was ridiculously close to his face. "Interesting," he hummed.

"What is?" you asked, looking around your intertwined hands.

"Your skin is very soft," he asserted, his tone contemplative. "And even your fingers are adorable."

"Hongseok!" you laughed, trying to pull yourself from him. This only caused him to smile and hold on more tightly.

"Y/N!" he gasped in a tone similar to yours. Swiveling your hand again, he gave a small nod. "17."

You looked closely at your own hand before narrowing your eyes at him. Admittedly you hadn't sized yourself in awhile, but his guess didn't seem out of the realm of possibility.

Holding up his hand expectantly, Hongseok smiled. "Your turn."

Nodding, you asked him to spread his fingers apart. He happily obliged, continuing to watch you as you were lost in thought.

"Maybe," he said quietly. "It would help if you held my hand."

"Oh, would it?" you laughed.

"I think so," he encouraged, his tone trying to be convincing. "You never know what kind of idea it could spark."

"Fine," you smirked, choosing to humor him. Sliding your fingers between his, you examined them. They were long and thin, much like him. You knew the ring would have to be bigger than where it would naturally sit on his finger, considering it would have to go over his knuckles. Tilting your joined hands back and forth, you wracked your brain for the possible answer.

"We're talking just the ring finger here, right?" you asked, looking over your shoulder at the producers. You weren't going to be caught on a technicality.

A smattering of "yes" and "mmm," answered your question begrudgingly.

"16," you nodded not so confidently.

Hongseok instantly smiled, his face beaming with pride. You knew you had to have gotten it.

Smiling back, your heart tugged again. You didn't realize it at the time, but his jokes and flirting helped you not to think too deeply into what you were trying to do. Sure, Hongseok didn't have the most robust sense of humor you had ever encountered, but he had unlocked the small ways to make you laugh.

"Let's check," he said cheerfully. Picking the key ring up first, he sorted through the options until he found the one marked as 17.

Extending your hand in his direction once again, he looked at you meaningfully. "Do you promise to love and cherish, through sickness and in health-"

You groaned, flopping your head backwards. "Hongseok, please."

"Okay, okay," he laughed, sliding the size 17 easily down your finger. "There! Happy?"

You looked down in shock. Glancing to the producers who were now shaking their heads, you could only grin. "Yeah, actually, I am."

Trying the sizer on Hongseok's hand went much the same, sans the cringe attempt at wedding vows. You felt like you were floating, absolutely drunk with joy. My Idol: 0, Y/N: 2.

"Shall we get to the real date now, gentlemen?" Hongseok asked, his posture much straighter and chest puffed out. "As we have successfully completed our mission?"

After some double checking to confirm the two of you weren't conspiring to fake your ring sizes, the production staff finally allowed you to continue. Now that you had your appropriate numbers, the shop worker, who you learned was named Jae, quickly handed over two pairs of aprons. It was an odd reckoning, finding someone more attractive once they donned an apron, but somehow, that's what happened when you had tied the strings behind Hongseok's back. He quickly pivoted around, insisting on tying yours, and then taking a selfie to commemorate your cute outfits. If only he knew the things the simple piece of fabric was doing to you.

Two photos and one boomerang later, Jae patiently walked you through the process. As these were meant to be couple rings, he insisted you would have to design each other's. Without missing a beat, Hongseok suggested at least five completely terrible things he was planning to put on yours before you were both given a piece of metal to design. It took you some time, but you had finally landed on something you thought was solid. It was easy when you realized.

"Memory," Hongseok hummed happily, looking over the tiny anvil you were using as a rest for the ring you were stamping. "Aren't you the cutest thing to walk on two feet?"

"I thought it fit," you smiled, looking down at the simple lettering you had pounded out.

It didn't take much time for both of you to finish your designs. The next step led you to filing down the ends of the rings, which Jae then melted together. The last and longest stage would involve hammering the rings into shape and correct size. You were both given small, cylindrical tools to do this and began your forging.

The silence you shared was comfortable as you both focused on your work. You didn't feel particularly inclined to start small talk, not until you thought of something you really wanted to learn about him. Of course there were dozens of things you wanted to know. Hundreds, maybe, but this moment felt special. Just two people doing something small in the universe for one another.

"What are you thinking about?" Hongseok finally asked after the sound of tiny hammers had become a little less grating.

"About how even if you don't make it to the next round, I expect you to wear this ring forever," you looked up with a grin.

"A harsh request, but not an impossible one," he laughed.

"Of course I'm joking," you sighed. "I wouldn't want to ruin your game."

"Game?" he smiled. "You're assuming I have any."

"I have spent multiple hours with you now," you conceded. "Apparently I think you have some. I know, crazy."

"What a compliment."

"What does your dating history look like?" you asked now that you were thinking of his attract-ability. "What led you here?"

"Dating history," he groaned, glancing back instinctively at the cameras. "Well, I know my way around a scandal or two."

"Is that right?"

"It doesn't sound as exciting as you think," he continued. "I went out for lunch with a friend once and apparently we were harboring a secret relationship."

"A secret relationship sounds like a lot of work."

"It is," he nodded. "But coming into this I thought, who would be crazy enough to put themselves into chaos like that? To date multiple idols at once?"

"Gee, thanks," you laughed, trying to remain lighthearted. He wasn't wrong.

"You're welcome," he smiled up at you. "But you're not very crazy at all. Frankly, it's disappointing."

"I could hurl my tiny hammer at someone," you said quietly, looking around the room. "Is that crazy enough?"

"I don't think I have enough money for bail," he said dryly. "We should save that for the second date."

"I get it though," you admitted, picking up on the previous line of conversation. "Why would someone want to put themselves out there like that?"

"I just hate the idea of someone I care about getting caught in the crossfire of my profession," he sighed. "So I thought that maybe if I could date someone who knew exactly what they were getting in to, it might not be so bad."

"I'm not sure I really do know what I'm getting into," you shrugged. You had seen plenty of celebrity scandals in your day and they were never painted in a positive light. When you started this adventure, it was an easy realization that you would be getting some level of hate. You had to admit though, you were surprised by just how much. At this point, you avoided almost all forms of social media, chalking it up to a member of BTS being your first date. That was destined to piss off plenty of people.

"I'm protective," he continued. "Dating a non-celebrity...if this works, I have every intention of being careful with you. Not that you need me to treat you like you're something fragile." He paused. "I feel like I'm not saying this how I want to."

"Then try again."

Nodding to himself, he did just that. "I know the attention dating a foreigner would get me in a normal circumstance. I would never deny knowing you or being close with you, but it's about being incredibly conscious at all times. I thought that maybe this show would cut through some of that red tape. I just want to be happy with someone I can make happy."

"You definitely have the ability to do that," you said slowly, watching him from your peripherals.

For a moment, he paused his hammering to look at you before getting back to his work. "You think so?"

"Mmm," you answered, still not looking up, but smiling nonetheless. You had no doubt.

.

"Did you have fun?" Hongseok asked, giving your hand a gentle squeeze. To capture just a little more time together, you had agreed for him to walk you the few blocks back home.

You looked down to what was your half of a matching set of couple rings. It was difficult not to smile at the small H engraved next to a heart. "You know, I really did."

"And why do you sound so surprised?" he laughed, pulling you to a stop. Unfortunately, you had arrived at your apartment building much sooner than you would have liked.

"I have to go into these things at least a little guarded," you smirked. "Can't go getting my heart broken all over the place, now can I?"

"I realize you had no idea who your date would be when you woke up this morning," he cooed, reaching up to tuck a lock of hair behind your ear. "But I have no intentions of breaking your heart."

"Yeah, well, we'll see what Korea has to say about that," you grumbled, glancing into the lobby of your building.

Catching your attention for a brief moment, someone dressed in all black had just hurried down the stairs and toward the back exit of the building. Tilting your head, you turned back to Hongseok. "That was weird."

"Hm?" he asked, turning to look inside the lobby as well.

"Someone..." you began, but shook your head. "Nothing."

"What was it?" he asked, his brows furrowed in concern.

"Just got a weird feeling," you muttered. "It's okay though."

"Why don't I walk you up to your place?" he asked, instantly catching on to your sudden change of mood. "If that's okay?"

"You don't have to," you said, the natural reply. It was your goal in life to be as small of an inconvenience to those around you as possible.

"I know I don't have to," he implored, smiling encouragingly. "But if you want me to, I'll do it twelve times over."

"But no more than that?" you teased, attempting to shake off the odd feeling again.

"Nope," he laughed. "You ask for the thirteenth and I'm gone."

"If you really don't mind," you said quietly, already feeling ridiculous.

"Of course not," he nodded. "Buzz us in."

Using your key card, the two of you made your way into the building and up the two flights of stairs to your apartment. The elevator was often broken in your complex, but even if it wasn't, you felt too restless to wait for it to arrive.

Finally making your way down the hall, you paused. Surely that couldn't be right.

"Which one's yours?" Hongseok asked, eying the different apartment numbers. He came to a stop beside you, going quiet when his eyes landed on what you were seeing.

"Hongseok, I-" you began, your feet stumbling forward. Your apartment door was cracked open. But why?

"Stay behind me," he rushed out, nudging you behind him. You glanced over your shoulder to Wu and Woo who were finally huffing up the stairs.

"Did I forget to lock it?" you breathed, tiptoeing behind Hongseok as he slowly approached your door.

"The lock's busted," he muttered, shaking his head. Turning around, he pulled you back into the direction you had first came. "We need to call the police."

[jinkoh]

love letters

Hongseok x reader

Tags: light angst, hurt/comfort, g/n reader, established relationship, implied mental illness, domestic fluff

word count: ~1,5k

@seohotonin requested Hongseok with prompt 33 from this post: The way you said "I love you"— On a post-it note.

a/n: I felt like maybe we could all use some comfort in these trying times 🥲

thank you so much for requesting! <3 I hope you enjoy this small story~

Masterlist

Hongseok had never made a secret of his feelings for you. He showed you how much he loved you in everything he did and he liked telling you too. There was just something about the way your eyes lit up when he said those three words that made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

But Hongseok didn't just like telling you that he loves you, he was also pretty good at knowing when you needed to hear it the most.

It wasn't that you weren't confident in his feelings for you. But from time to time when life got tough you just needed a little extra reassurance and Hongseok was more than happy to provide that for you.

Sadly both you and Hongseok had pretty busy work schedules at times. So even when he wanted to be with you and shower you with love all the time, it wasn't always possible.

So the solution Hongseok came up with were little sticky notes. Whenever he couldn't be around he left them all over your shared flat:

On the nightstand

Good morning :]

The bathroom mirror

You're my favorite person :]

The fridge

Have a yummy breakfast

The front door

Get to work safely!! >:[

And then when you were at work, still feeling exhausted and drained, you'd find one in the journal you always brought from home:

I love you ♡

He wasn't sure if these notes helped you at all but he hoped they could provide some comfort. At least he knew you must have found them, since they had always already disappeared by the time he returned home.

Even if it was just something small, Hongseok liked doing these things. Hongseok liked taking care of you, that's just the kind of person he was.

What didn't come so easy to him was letting others take care of him too. He wanted to be strong for you; he took pride in being able to protect you. He wasn't supposed to need protection or care.

And yet, these days he wasn't quite feeling like himself.

Maybe work drained him too much or maybe he was just feeling a little under the weather. Somehow things just felt so difficult.

He wanted to be his usual caring self. He wanted to make coffee in the morning and he wanted to cut up apples for you and he wanted to cuddle and comfort you.

But these days it was already so hard to get out of bed in the mornings.

He barely managed to even eat at all.

And when he cuddled with you in bed, rather than comforting you he felt as if he was holding onto you for dear life, seeking comfort himself.

Of course you’d noticed. And more than anything you wanted to be there with him and help him through it.

Because he did the same for you.

Because you loved him.

But it wasn't like you could call in sick— your boss already didn't like you and questioned everything you did. So as much as it pained you, you had to go to work, leaving Hongseok alone at your shared flat.

Before you left you tugged one of his cookie monster plushies into his embrace and left a kiss on his forehead. He barely noticed, drifting in and out of sleep after a restless night.

He didn't really wake up until way later. It was already past noon when he decided it was time to keep his eyes open and start his day.

Blearily he reached for his phone on the nightstand. But instead of his phone his hands found a little piece of paper. He held it up to his eyes in confusion.

good morning, hongi♡

He immediately recognized your handwriting, his eyes welling up with tears at the sweet gesture.

Reading your little message, it was a little easier to leave bed and go to the bathroom. He wasn't feeling like showering but maybe he could at least brush his teeth.

When he looked into the mirror he was faced with his own reflection. It was himself but it also wasn't. He looked so tired and done. He looked like such a pain to have around.

But then he noticed the little sticky note that was stuck on the mirror:

you're looking at my favorite person right now♡ (better be nice to him!!)

He felt his heart swell with fondness. When he looked back at his own reflection now, he tried to be a little kinder— for you.

He still looked tired and done. But he got out of bed! And even if Hongseok struggled to understand it right now, it was clear that you didn't think of him as a pain to be with.

Of course, a small sticky note couldn't be a fix-it-all, but Hongseok felt a little better. Less like a lost cause.

He brushed his teeth. He even washed his face and put on fresh clothes.

When he was done, his stomach was rumbling. Maybe he could get something easy from the kitchen?

It didn't take long for him to notice the little note on the fridge.

please eat something delicious, my love♡

He smiled to himself before opening the fridge. Inside he found a little plate with cut up apples, another sticky note attached to it:

an apple a day~

And then a small breakfast bowl with another one:

it's all your favorites :] (and lots of protein)

He took out both, already feeling like crying again from how much these gestures moved him.

When he sat down to eat, spotting the note on the table, the tears spilled out for real.

i love you♡

He wasn't sure how he deserved you. He'd felt so guilty for not being there for you these days. He'd felt so terrible and like such a nuisance.

And yet, you showered him with nothing but love and affection.

After eating, he curled up on the couch under thick blankets, watching some random show on TV, only to notice that on the coffee table too was a little note:

i love you♡

When he took a closer look around the flat, he noticed there was another one on the window.

One in the hallway.

The front door.

The book shelf.

Your pillow.

As if you had really, really wanted to make sure that the message reached him. No matter how his day went, no matter what he did and whether or not he saw the other notes, he should at least know that you love him.

He was still feeling emotional about it by the time you came back from work. He'd gone back to bed, but he was less miserable than he was in the morning. 

You greeted him with a smile, immediately wrapping him in a hug. You wanted to pull away again but Hongseok didn't let you. He held onto you tightly, burying his face in your shoulder.

"Are you okay, Hongi?" You carefully asked, your hands running up and down his back in slow movements.

"Yeah, I'm o—" He interrupted himself, realizing that maybe it was okay to admit it wasn't exactly true. "I'm better."

You hummed in response, holding him a little closer.

"Y/n?"

"Mmh?"

"Thank you for today."

You chuckled softly. "Of course."

"No, it's not— it's not a given," he insisted, his face still buried in your neck. "I don't know how I deserve that."

You pushed away a bit to look at him with a raised eyebrow.

"How you deserve that?" You shook your head. "You don't need to deserve it. You don't need to earn anything. I love you so I want to be there for you."

"Besides," you let go of him to pull out a journal from your nightstand.

You motioned for Hongseok to scoot over a bit and sat down next to him in bed, before handing him the small book.

"You deserve it plenty, Hongseok."

Confused, he took the journal from you and carefully opened it.

Love letters it said on the first page, unmistakably in your handwriting.

He started turning the pages just to find all his little sticky notes that he'd written for you, neatly glued into the journal. Small good morning’s and i love you’s littered the pages.

He turned to look at you with wide eyes. "You kept them?"

"Of course I kept them." You leaned your head against his shoulder. "You know, whenever I see your notes around the flat I immediately feel better. And when I have a bad day or need some courage I can always look into my journal. It helps. It really helps."

You absentmindedly moved your hand to his, gently tracing the lines with your fingers. "I wanna be there for you like that too. You also deserve to be taken care of, Hongseok.”

He wrapped his hand around yours, squeezing lightly.

"Thank you."

"Always"

"I love you, y/n."

"I love you too.”

Masterlist

[baby-iloveyou]

< Masterlist >

. . . genre S smut SUG suggestive FL fluff A angst . . . reader GN genderneutral F afab M amab

Pentagon

. . . jo jinho

[S][F] Busted. - Jinho has always claimed he doesn’t like oral. But seeing you taste your own cum makes it difficult for him to keep disliking it.

. . . yang hongseok

[S,FL][F] just me and you - Whenever you and your best friend want to have a sleepover, it would always be at your place, since his place was small and would be uncomfortable for two people to stay at. He recently moved however, and to celebrate that, you are staying over at his place for the first time. But you didn’t expect it to be THAT different.

. . . yeo changgu

[FL][GN] A cover model, only for your eyes to see - Your relationship with Changgu has been nothing but lovey dovey so far, and when Changgu asks you to visit him at his Men’s Health photoshoot, you can’t say no. But this would mean you would see him shirtless for the first time, and you didn’t expect the view to affect you that much. [SUG] PART 1 [S] PART 2

. . . kang hyunggu

[S][GN] A private afterparty - Kang Hyunggu was one of the members of your project group, and he’s also one of the most loved people in your year. You’re good friends with him, and after this party you decide to hang out just a bit longer. It just isn’t a very common way of hanging out when you’re friends…

Tomorrow X Together

. . . choi yeonjun

[S,SUG][GN] Carpe Diem - Seize the day, why not have some fun with each other?

[SUG][GN] thought #1- bf!yeonjun is proud of you for passing your course, and thinks you deserve a reward

[SUG, S?][GN] thought #2 - teasing yeonjun is fun until he punishes you for it (or is that part of the fun?)

. . . choi beomgyu

[SUG][GN] Lyric prank - Beomgyu was feeling nostalgic and watched some old YouTube videos, revisited some old trends. One of them was the ‘lyric pranks’, which were a huge thing, and a joke he used to pull quite often on his friends. But since he’s now in a relationship, he knows exactly on who to pull the prank. And he knows exactly which song.

. . . kang taehyun

[S][F] goodnight, you're so tight sleep tight - after a long day, all you just wanted was to snuggle up with your boyfriend in bed and drift to sleep. he wanted something else.

Stray Kids

. . . bang chan

[S][GN] A picture for a picture - Chan is on tour with the rest of the group, and you as his significant other obviously miss him a lot. And he misses you too. He just misses you a bit more today than other days…

. . . lee minho

[S][GN] thought #1 - pathetic minho, and that on christmas…

. . . han jisung

[F][GN] i like the view right now - Late night talks made you discover that you both love stars. And Jisung knows the perfect place in his hometown to go stargazing.

. . . lee felix

[A][GN] Deep End - Sometimes, one fight can break a person entirely. And unfortunately, this was the case in your relationship.

SEVENTEEN

. . . choi seungcheol

[S][GN] thought #1 - texting one of your friends while seungcheol fucks you

. . . boo seungkwan

[SUG, S?][GN] thought #1 - just seungkwan pinning you up against a wall, choking you, and calling you his slutty toy

[S][F] you could be a hand model - sometimes you need a break from studying. and sometimes you suddenly notice that seungkwan has very nice hands. and sometimes you really want those hands to touch you.

A.C.E

. . . group

[F][GN] A.C.E comforting you when you’re afraid of failing your exams

Other groups/idols

. . . BTOB lee minhyuk

[S][GN] Whiskey - You’ve been single for a while and were looking for a casual hookup. And let there be one guy who wants to order whiskey for you.

[pentagonieslut]

m.list !!

lee huitaek/hoetaek (hui):

[hui's high pitched screams are in place of no works. - cube staff]

jo jinho:

ko/go shinwon:

yeo changgu (yeoone):

yanan:

[causing silent chaos somewhere, lurking]

yang hongseok:

adachi yuto/yuuto:

kang hyunggu:

[embarrased he has to match hui and shinwon, hiding]

jung wooseok:

kim hyojong (e'dawn):

i will write romance + smut for him on request. he just got out of a relationship with hyuna. be nice.

all members:

kim hongjoong:

[ran away to the studio to work on something]

park seonghwa:

[poor mama can't catch a break]

jung wooyoung:

[he's trying to get rough-talked again because he likes it]

jeong yunho:

[him and minjae are going around and calling each other brothers]

song mingi:

[just being happy little mufasa]

kang yeosang:

[ordering as much chicken as he can]

choi san:

[being a sex demon again]

choi jongho:

[breaking apples and singing tears]

moon taeil:

[being a grandpa, he's sick of this shit]

qian kun:

[yelling at the younger members starting from 99s-jisung]

seo johnny:

[he's eating chicago pizza and crying]

lee taeyong:

[febreezing all the fucking dorms]

kim doyoung:

[he's hiding in his room]

kim jungwoo:

[he's being a puppy to get taeyong to cook]

dong sicheng (winwin):

[running from taeil's monstrous love]

nakamoto yuta:

[eating taiyaki and sharing with shotaro]

jung jaehyun:

[he's preparing to work overtime]

chittaphon leechaiyapornkul (ten):

[ENGLISH TEN, ENGLISH NO NOT THAI]

wong yukhei/wong xuxi (lucas):

[freaking out about the discovery of nana and nearly crushing louis]

na jaemin:

[reminding lucas he's nana for the third year in a row]

xiao dejun (xiaojun):

[jasmine is really muscular]

wong kunhuang (hendery):

[he's in macau touring with big byung]

liu yangyang:

[he's freaking out in german, give him a second]

zhong chenle:

[flexing his money again]

huang renjun:

[he's planning the death of a dream member]

lee mark:

[my baby said she wanna dance she wanna leave me, huh? FUCK]

lee jeno:

[let him recover from being tied up and being ridden]

jung sungchan:

[he's playing games with your heart, i'm sorry]

lee donghyuck (haechan):

[consistent with his 37.5% show rating]

osaki shotaro:

[he's being the cutest fucking otter alive and you're here for it]

park jisung:

[he's on his way to becoming a tiktok fuckboi]

moon hyunbin:

[casting a spell for peace, maybe?]

choi seokwon (tan):

[can put you in a chokehold but has a cute face so like- I TAP OUT]

kim byeonggun (hwi):

[cupid is making him do secretary work]

terazono keita:

[still waiting on the phone papa rain promised him]

yeom taegyun (tag):

[leave mans alone, he's doing highschool rapper 4 n stressing]

gil dohwan:

[he's yodeling..somewhere]

park sungwon (won):

[snuck out for a poetry slam]

son seungjun (castle j):

[producing some type of track]

nam seungmin (bic):

[he's not a pen, promise]

song minjae:

[dammit minjae..you're so tall, i mistook you for yunho!]

no huijun:

[getting a black belt in taekwondo]

bang junhyuk (win):

[he's making your brain rot with his deep voice like felix]

lee hangyul:

[putting you in a choke hold with his all day performance]

park junseo:

[he's dancing his bones off]

jeon minwook (j-min):

[trying to go to the olympics in professional flexibility]

jung gun (yoojun):

[making 'fuck you' necklaces to choke bit with]

kim hyunwoo (muzin):

[trying to meditate before he goes off]

ryu yeongseo:

[trying to become the next twice member]

na gyumin (doha):

[drawing webtoons about the chaos of this group]

noh minjae (bit):

[tormenting yoojun and j-min with cucumbers]

nam dohyon:

[auditioning for SMTM with his milk mixtape]

lune:

[he's so pretty they're making him model schoolgirl uniforms]

heechan:

[he's being hyper again...MOOM]

e-chan:

[his mind is blank leave him alone]

yuku:

[eating dango and watchinge veryone with a happy smile]

junseo:

[lurking somewhere

D1:

[he's telling everyone he's not a athlete]

harry-june:

[flustered about something]

teo:

[working out again]

GK:

[chicken GK, chicken GK, chicken GK]

[kpoptrashlord-007]

Flour Cheeks;; YHS

Word Count;; 1.6k

Genre;; Fluff Overload!

Pairing;; Hongseok x Reader

Summary;;

While you understand that some mornings you'll wake up alone, your curiosity does get the better of you when you realise your boyfriend has chosen to leave the comfort of your shared bed despite not needing to. It's warm, fluffy, and soft and filled with the possibilities of additional dreaming and yet you soon find yourself also being drawn away from its comforts.

Request;;

Hiii! Can I please request something fluffy with Pentagon's Hongseok? Maybe cooking him and y/n cooking and being all cute? Thank you!! <333​

Warnings;;

None!

Notes;;

I remember him cooking well in one of his lives so I went to look for it and found the waffle incident instead ahsjjdkfkg. Also sorry I took longer than I said I would! Our parents stopped by while we were doing our laundry and I didn't have time to write like I thought I would. Hope you enjoy this all the same and...

Happy late birthday to our Honk Honk! ♡

My Masterlist

   Sunlight streamed in through the curtain's gap to cover the duvet in splashes of yellow and white. It brightened the room, forcing you to squint while you checked your phone's notifications. With a huff, you tossed the device back onto the bedside table and closed your eyes once more.

   It was getting late. The sun was high in the sky as if to taunt you for your laziness and the room warmed beneath its abundant rays. You soon found yourself kicking the bedding clear off the mattress as you flipped over and away from the window.

   Due to the lack of your boyfriend's firm chest to stop you from invading his side of the bed, your initial roll was followed by another, more exaggerated flop. Spreading your limbs with a strained sigh, you once again tried opening your eyes. The room was still bright but you pushed through the searing discomfort to search for Hongseok.

   Though the bathroom door was only propped open by a sliver, the lack of light and movement was enough for you to write it off as empty. The bedroom itself provided a similar scene: devoid of Hongseok but with small clues as to his whereabouts. His house shoes were moved but his phone was still on the charger. The dresser hadn't closed all the way, catching on one of his shirts. He had been in a rush and yet he hadn't dressed to go out, having grabbed clothes from the casual section of his wardrobe.

   You chuckled and shook your head. Whatever had been on his mind wasn't important enough to wake you up and you were grateful for the additional rest. Stretching once again, you pushed the remainder of the bedding off with a yawn before curling up into a ball.

   His side of the bed smelled like him (surprise, surprise) and you enjoyed the mornings when you could sleep in after he left almost as much as the mornings you woke up beside him. You pushed your face into his pillow and sighed. His body wash and shampoo flooded your senses. It was comforting and it made you feel safe because he made you feel safe.

   You inhaled breath by breath, drifting off to sleep until the soothing scent of Hongseok dissipated and was replaced by the strong, undesirable scent of burning. Your eyes snapped open a step slower than your body that had already slid out of bed. Without stopping to grab your shoes or to throw on pants, you fumbled out of your shared bedroom.

   The apartment wasn't huge and it didn't take long for your legs that were in pursuit of the smoke to stumble into the kitchen. Inside you took note of your handsome boyfriend wearing that ridiculous apron you had bought him as a gag gift for his last birthday. Flour graced his tanned cheeks and you fought back a laugh, biting your lip to keep yourself silent. His expression was both serious and exasperated while he observed the steady pillar of smoke escaping the miniature waffle maker.

   "If you make it too obvious, the insurance won't pay out," you teased. His eyes latched onto your form, lingering on your bare thighs that peeked out from beneath his oversized shirt. A grin formed on his lips as he beckoned you to his side. You were quick to oblige. "So what's up? Making breakfast?"

   "Good morning beautiful. I can't answer any questions until I have a kiss." He tapped his cheek twice. Powder still marked them. You leaned around him to grab a kitchen towel and you found it through memory rather than sight, your gaze focused and locked onto his. Though he tapped his foot in impatience, he was smiling and mischief shone in his eyes.

   The cloth wasn't the softest material so you were cautious of how much pressure you exerted on his soft skin. It wasn't until you pulled away to admire your handiwork that you noticed the towel (and most of the surfaces nearby) was also covered in flour and your attempt to wipe away the powder had only created a bigger smudge. Your whole body trembled with the bottled-up laughter brewing deep in your chest. "What? What's so funny?"

   "You're covered in flour, baby." You managed to force the words out before you let loose and your laugh filled every corner of the room. Hongseok frowned and turned away from you, focusing his attention back on the waffle maker. At least it was no longer smoking. Next to the appliance was a plate of… something you couldn't quite identify. "And what the hell is that?"

   "What? That? You can't tell? It's clearly a waffle. And here I thought you were cultured," he said, his voice strained as he tried to pry the appliance open. Upon noticing the secured latch, you nudged him aside and popped the lock before flipping the lid open. Out of instinct his arms wrapped around your waist and yanked you back away from the billow of steam that rushed upward out of the small machine.

   "What's the point of using the waffle maker if it doesn't make waffles?" He whined, resting his head on your shoulder.

   "Did it make that"—distaste crossed your face as you gestured toward the plate of goop—"mess too?"

   "No, I tried… it doesn't matter. The last resort is the other waffle maker."

   "Or maybe we should stop now while we're only at two losses?"

   "I'm a man who never gives up, baby. You know this."

   Hongseok flashed you a grin, his eyes sparkling with determination as he cleared the counter. While his attention was on whipping up another batch of mixture, you decided to clean up his prior attempts. You scraped off the goo from the plate and ran it under hot water while you disconnected the miniature waffle maker and waited for it to cool down enough to soak the inner dish. The dishes stacked up in the sink and the small tower of plastic threatened to collapse like a Jenga tower when you added the last powder bowl Hongseok had discarded to the top.

   "So what's the special occasion?"

   "Are you kidding or do you owe me a massage?"

   A massage? That could only mean-

   Shoot!

   "I was just kid-"

   "Looks like my honey bunny owes me a massage! What a great start to our anniversary!"

   "But I didn't forget!"

   "Nah uh. I said the same thing last year, I was in the same boat, and you didn't go easy on me so I don't think I'll go easy on you, either."

   "Hongseokkie," you pouted, jutting out your lips as you pulled on his arm. Your mind wandered when he flexed under your grasp, his muscles toned and strong. His efforts at the gym never went unnoticed. He continued his attempt to mix the blueberries and bananas into batter, oblivious to how your gaze devoured him. "I didn't forget."

   "If I say I believe you, will you give me a massage anyway?"

   "Maybe."

   "Well I don't believe you."

   You scoffed, a playful smile pulling at the corners of your mouth, "Alright, alright. Fine, I forgot, and you'll get your massage as owed. Now will you please abandon this futile waffle mission? We can just have our usual instead. Nothing beats healthy, anyway."

   "Abandon as in give up? Who do you think I am? I'm going to make you the best damn waffles, just you watch."

   "Right, right. Of course. And I'll try not to starve in the meantime."

   He ignored your comment and focused on pouring the batter into the second waffle maker. This one was bigger, at least in comparison to the miniature maker. The miniature (theoretically) baked bite-sized waffles with little snowflakes on them. This regular-sized and completely average waffle maker had no special gimmick. It was straight-forward and easy to use.

   Except that it wasn't.

   Once Hongseok's pride diminished just enough to summon you back into the kitchen, you found yourself also struggling to make a single waffle that could pass as a waffle. None of your creations were recognisable as a breakfast treat. Some weren't even recognisable as food. Several plates of "waffles" had built up, each featuring varying degrees of baked all the way from gooey to charred. Your solo attempts hadn't fared any better.

   "Can we give up yet?"

   "No." He grabbed a piece of overcooked waffle from the maker and frowned. Half of the batter was close to burning while the other half was still liquid. With great caution, he nibbled on it. The regret was immediate. He thrusted it in your direction. "Try this."

   "Gross," you said, pretending to gag. He took the opportunity to shove the waffle piece into your mouth. You swatted him away seconds too late. He laughed, dodging your flailing hits. Though crunchy and quite dry, the waffle wasn't actually that bad. It could be worse, you thought, eyeing the discarded plates. Much worse.

   "So…"

   "So…" you echoed. When he didn't continue, you nudged his slumped shoulder. His expression screamed disappointment upon looking at the numerous attempts which then morphed into irritation as he glared at the appliance and its lustrous shine. Despite the abundance of use it had undergone over the last few hours, it looked brand new and somehow clean. "While this has been quite the adventure, should we settle down with some oatmeal and relax?"

   "You want to give up?"

   "On the waffles? Yes. I'd rather cuddle with you than fight with this clearly defective waffle maker."

   "Waffle makers," he empathised, glaring over at the abandoned miniature version.

   "If nothing else, we've created a memory that will last a lifetime and I can't think of a better gift to receive on our very special day."

   "I can think of something." You knew by his cheeky grin just what he planned to do and before he even raised his finger, you began to lean into his space. He pointed at his cheek all the same and awaited your kiss. Once again you laughed at his cute antics but this time you followed it up with a kiss.

[escape-from-reality-fics]

Staying The Night ❋ Yang Hongseok

↳ Pairing: Yang Hongseok/Reader

↳ Word Count: 2,784 

⁙ Summary: Hongseok gets locked out of his house while his family is gone, so he spends the night at Y/N’s place, trying to keep his crush on her a secret

⚠️ Warnings: Contains minor cursing and minor adult themes. Please do not read if you are triggered by any of these!

"Are you kidding me right now?" Hongseok growled to himself as he rattled the handle on his front door. Of course, today would be the day he forgot his key, the one day where his parents were out of town, and his older brother was away with friends. He sighed again after trying to open the door for the nth time. He pulled out his phone, looking at his contact list briefly and running through a list of friends in his head. He figured he could crash at one of their places for the night.

"Well, I can't stay at Hyunggu's, his family doesn't have the room with their renovations. Hui and Hyojong are out of town too. Shit!" Hongseok slumped against his door with his head in his hands, mentally cursing his bad luck. He had been sitting there for a couple of minutes now, trying his best not just to break down his front door when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Hongseok? Are you okay?"

Looking up quickly, Hongseok reddened in embarrassment. In front of him stood his next-door neighbor and crush (Y/N), dressed in black dress pants and a white blouse, probably on your way home from your part time job. Hongseok promptly stood up, brushing off his jeans. You looked at him quizzically, a small furrow in your brow.

"U-uh yeah, sorry. I forgot my keys, and now I'm locked out," Hongseok admitted, sheepishly scratching the back of his head. You nodded, understanding his predicament. You approached and grabbed Hongseok's hand, giving it a small pat.

"You don't have anywhere to stay, do you?" You ask, a small smile stretching across your lips. Hongseok flushed, surprised by your touch, but shook his head. Your fingers slip away from his as you turn to leave. Hongseok's shoulders slump in disappointment, watching you recede with a frown.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Let's go, silly!" You giggle cheerfully, waving Hongseok towards you with a well-manicured hand. Hongseok stares at you in confused bewilderment, not moving an inch. You sigh, firmly placing both of your hands on your hips, delivering Hongseok an exasperated look.

"Hongseok, I'm offering to let you stay the night at my place," You explain slowly, your face changing to a patient smile. Hongseok still couldn't process your words, but he grabbed his fallen backpack anyway. You grasp his sleeve and start pulling him towards your house, just a few meters away. Hongseok feels like he is in a daze, letting you lead him along.

Hongseok had always liked you, his feelings for you never wavering. He loved the way your hair shone in the sunlight, always looking glossy and full. How your lips never seemed to lose their pink pigment. Your eyes were like diamonds, deep and sparkling. He could list a million reasons why he liked you. You were a caring, loving, selfless person, and his heartbeat a million miles a minute whenever he laid eyes on you. He never dared to confess, however. You were a beautiful girl, and he was Hongseok. He could never compare to you. He would keep his feelings silent for now.

"So here we are! Home sweet home, I guess?" You giggle as you unlock your front door, your Kumamon key chain jingling musically. You swung the door open, gesturing for Hongseok to go inside first. Hongseok stepped inside the foyer nervously, like he was expecting something to jump out at him. He looked around, noting that your house had a similar layout to his own. You strolled in after him, closing and locking the front door behind you.

"Mom? Are you home?" You yell into the foyer, slipping off your sneakers and padding further into the house. Hongseok silently did the same, quietly pardoning his intrusion. As he wandered further into the house, he noticed it's decorated with small ornaments, knick-knacks, and family pictures. Hongseok stopped in front of a wall adorned with images, dozens of frames hung up. He inspected them closely, noticing some were of you as a baby and smiled.

"So my mom isn't home. Guess she got called in for the night shift at the hospital, but she left us money to get pizza, so that's a plus!" You comment, walking out of the kitchen, a piece of paper in one hand and a wad of cash in the other. Hongseok internally screamed, placing an awkward smile on his face, and he felt as if his cheeks were set on fire. Now he was alone, with his crush, in her house. Today should feel like the best day in the world for him, but instead, he felt overwhelmed and panicked.

"So what do you want to do? We could watch a movie? I have all the Marvel movies on Blu-Ray," you announce proudly, smiling at Hongseok and gesturing for him to sit down on the couch. He did so, albeit a bit helplessly. 

"Um, that's okay with me. I-if you want to, of course!" He responded, watching as you bent down in front of the entertainment center to search for said movies. He couldn't help but stare at you, your image fixated in his line of sight. You rustle around for a split second more before letting out a triumphant "A-ha!", holding in your hands the movies you had been searching for. Standing, you spun and showed Hongseok the Blu-Ray cases of the first couple of Marvel movies. You set them gently on the coffee table before looking back to Hongseok. 

"Hey, Hongseok, do you mind if I go change? I need to get into some comfy clothes, my work uniform is killing me!" You ask sheepishly, pulling at the collar of your button-down shirt in annoyance. 

"Y-yeah, of course! Go ahead, I'll just wait here," Hongseok stuttered, nervously patting the couch. You gave him a relieved smile, leaving the room. He could only stare after you, his eyes unconsciously tracing your swaying hips as you left. Feeling a vibration come from his pocket, he pulled out his phone, staring at the notifications he had received. Some were from social media, but most of them were from the group chat he had with his friends. 

He quickly scrolled through the messages he had received, responding to his friends, and telling them about his current situation. They all responded with varying degrees of shock and surprise; however, Yuto and Wooseok decided to be little shits.

'Be safe, Hyung! Don't forget to use protection! ;)' 

Hongseok flushed in embarrassment and sent a very crudely worded message back before locking his phone and placing it on the coffee table. He looked around the room again, about to get up when you returned to the room. Hongseok froze, taking in your new outfit change. He almost passed out when he realized what she was wearing. 

You had changed from your button-up shirt and dress pants into a pair of shockingly tight high waisted jean shorts, barely covering your bottom and a cropped yellow tank top. Hongseok choked on his saliva, realizing he was staring (and maybe drooling). Putting in the first Marvel movie, you plopped yourself down next to him on the plush sofa, your body just a smidge too close to his own. You crossed one leg over the other, and Hongseok could have passed out right then and there.

"You still like (Y/F/P), right? I hope so because I ordered for us when I was changing," You inform, glancing at Hongseok as you started the movie. Hongseok tensed as your leg lightly brushed against his own, feeling the warmth radiating from your smooth skin. 

"U-uh yeah, that's fine, thanks!" He squeaked out, sitting rigidly in his spot. You, on the other hand, had squirmed around to find a comfortable position. Eventually, you settled into place, legs tucked underneath yourself, slightly leaning your weight on Hongseok. You gently set your head on his shoulder, and Hongseok continued to feel light-headed. 

The two of you sat together, immersed in the movie, and Hongseok struggled to not combust. He was so focused on your body next to him that he forgot about the incoming pizza delivery. You both jumped when the doorbell rang, Hongseok from surprise and you from Hongseok. He had let out quite a shrill shriek, jumping and knocking you off of him and onto the floor. 

"Ow! Hongseok!" You complain, rubbing your sore arm from where you had hit it off of the coffee table. Hongseok quietly mutters an apology as you stand up and dart towards the front door, money in hand. Hongseok quietly excused himself, finding the bathroom and locking the door behind him. 

"Come on, Hongseok! You got this, act normal!" Hongseok hissed at his reflection, splashing his crimson face with cold water. It had only been a fraction of time since he had arrived, and he was already so close to imploding. He splashed his face one last time, glancing at himself in the mirror before exiting the washroom and slowly creeping back into the living room. 

"Ah, I was wondering where you went! I got you some cola and dished you up some pizza, so enjoy!" You say, waving a hand at the plate and glass sitting side by side on the coffee table. Hongseok sat down once again, digging into his pizza after realizing how hungry he was. He finished his two slices in record time and reached to grab some more. You stopped him with a gentle touch to his arm, and Hongseok froze, looking up at you with surprise.

"Hongseok, you have sauce all over your face!" You laugh teasingly, grabbing a napkin and leaning towards him. You stop about an inch from his face, gently wiping the spot of sauce on his chin. Hongseok inhaled sharply as you peered at him through your long lashes, deep pools of (E/C) gazing at him. Hongseok leaned forward, nose gently brushing yours, eyes flicking down to your lips. Your lips were almost touching when Hongseok realized what he was doing, jerking himself away from you instantly. 

He gulped down breaths of air, his chest heaving, feeling as if he had just run a marathon. Hongseok could feel his face aflame with blush and fanned himself with his hands. However, he stopped when he heard a huff come from your direction. You sat with your arms crossed, cheeks blushing, and lips pouted in what seemed to be either anger or disappointment. 

"Hongseok… Do you not like me? Did I do something wrong?" You ask timidly, your eyebrows furrowing together in sadness as you fumbled with your hands. Hongseok stared at you, bewildered. You glanced up at him, tears building in your waterline, bottom lip slightly trembling. 

"No! No, of course not, (Y/N)! I'm sorry if I reacted badly, I was just really shocked and overwhelmed!" Hongseok tried to explain, gently grasping your hand in his own and scooting closer to her. You sniffled a bit and wiped at a tear that had managed to begin its descent down your flushed cheeks. 

Hongseok could feel himself panic more, not wanting to make you upset. So he decided to do something drastic. He flung himself forward, his lips crashing onto your own, and kissed you. For a couple of seconds, nothing happened. The silence in the room was stifling. Hongseok was about to pull away when you hesitantly kissed him back, your small hands clenching onto the fabric of his t-shirt to pull him closer.

It felt like time had stopped. All Hongseok could feel was your lips slowly moving against his own, his heart hammering away in his chest. After what felt like years, both of you separated, pupils blown wide and panting out breaths of air. 

"Wow, that was something else," You airly laughed, still trying to catch your breath. Hongseok laughed with you, his heart a bit lighter. You scooted yourself a bit closer to him, giving him a small glance as if testing the waters. Hongseok opened his arms, allowing you to cuddle yourself into them, breathing a sigh of relief. 

"So, I take it that you don't hate me then?" You jokingly asked Hongseok, peering up at him from where you were curled into his side. Hongseok laughed and shook his head no, kissing the top of your head. You both sat in silence, listening to the movie slowly finish. Hongseok could feel his eyes get heavier and heavier as he fought a losing battle with sleep. He decided to just rest his eyes for a moment, slipping away into the darkness of slumber. 

~~~~~~~

Hongseok jolted awake, a gasp caught in his throat. His head whipped back and forth, looking around the room. Sunlight was streaming in through the curtains of the living room, indicating that a new day had started. You were nowhere to be seen, however, making Hongseok worry. He slowly rose from the couch, his back protesting his horrid sleeping position as it popped. His first stop was the bathroom, relieving himself and washing his face. As he stepped out of the bathroom, he could hear your sweet melodic voice softly singing from the kitchen. 

He stepped into the kitchen silently, creeping up behind you. You let out a soft squeal of surprise as he wrapped his arms around your waist, nuzzling his face into the junction of your neck. Hongseok pressed a sweet kiss on your cheek, releasing you from his arms to let you face him. 

"Good morning, Hongseok! Did you sleep okay?" You asked with a bright dazzling smile, your eyes sparkling in the morning sun. Hongseok could feel himself melt. 

"I slept okay, yeah. Did I fall asleep before you? I remember shutting my eyes for a moment, and then I woke up," Hongseok explains, watching you bustle around the kitchen making breakfast, which from observation was probably pancakes. 

"Hm, I think you did. I fell asleep shortly after, however. You were so warm and comfy I just couldn't help it" You smirked at Hongseok, serving up some freshly cooked pancakes drizzled with maple syrup and topped with juicy strawberries. 

Hongseok sat at the island counter, watching you intently as you fixed your own plate. You sat down opposite him, happily digging into your own pancakes. You both sat silently for a while, the clock on the wall slowly ticking as time passed. Hongseok was the first to speak up, gently clearing his throat. 

"So about last night? Uh w-well, what are we?" He stuttered, flustered under your intense gaze. He could feel himself start to panic, his hands becoming clammy and his heart racing. You purse your lips, glancing away from him momentarily. 

"Well, I would have thought me kissing you back last night was enough of an answer? Hongseok, you idiot, I like you!" You state, giving him an exasperated huff, smiling afterward. Hongseok instantly brightened up at hearing your confession, all of his worries practically flying away. He reached across the table and gently grasped your hand, intertwining their fingers. 

"I was so worried! You know, because you're amazing and so beautiful, and I'm just me. Your next-door neighbor. I thought I didn't have a chance with you," Hongseok confessed, flashing you a sheepish smile when you groaned at him. 

"Hongseok, you're an actual idiot. I've had a crush on you for like 5 years!" You laughed, obviously noticing Hongseok's surprised expression. He put his head on the table and groaned, realizing how stupid he was. He felt a hand gently run through his hair and looked up, watching as you leaned forward to pet him in comfort. 

"Well, to be fair, I guess we are both idiots, huh? I had a crush on you for 5 years, and I didn't confess either," You comforted him, slipping your hand from his grasp and moving around to his side of the counter. You sat down on the seat next to him, taking both of his hands into your own. Your deep (E/C) locked him in your gaze. 

Hongseok decided now was the time. He took a deep breath and leaned forward, giving you a long, sweet kiss. You kissed back, your lips moving together in tandem. You pulled apart a few seconds later, giggling and smiling.

"(Y/N) will you be my girlfriend?" Hongseok asked, cheeks red and heart racing. You leaned forward and wrapped your arms around Hongseok's neck, giving him a quick peck on the lips. 

"Well, of course, I will!" You smiled, letting out a gasp when he picked you up in happiness. He carried you to the living room and plopped you both down on the couch. As you cuddled together, Hongseok couldn't help himself. 

"Maybe I should have gotten locked out of my house sooner?"

[mlm-writer]

Flip-Flop (Hongseok x M!Reader)

Pairing: Yang Hongseok x Male!Reader (NOT trans-friendly) Rating: Explicit Words: 1168 Summary: First time gay sex for Hongseok, so you two are just figuring it out and taking it slow.  Note: This is a repost. It was originally posted on @lgbt-kpopimagines​, but that blog died. Reposting to get everything properly in my masterlist. Tags: anal sex, rimming, handjobs, making out, first time, anal fingering, protected sex (AS YOU SHOULD), joking during sex (which you also should) and fluff

With tongue and lips I worshipped the well-defined abs of my boyfriend. He seemed so relaxed, aside from the hand in my hair, guiding my head around. He mewled, as I assaulted a nipple with my mouth, working it with wet, heated passion. None of this was planned out. It was another night at my place, watching a movie and cuddling. We made out like we usually did and now we were here, with him sprawled over my couch and me on my knees, devouring him.

Hongseok pulled at my hair, forcing me towards his face. Our tongues invented a new kind of tango, after he mashed our lips together. I couldn’t breathe. He helped me back onto the couch, letting me lie on top of him. I couldn’t stop my hips from grinding down on him. I felt we were both excited and okay with where this was going. Like a starving man, Hongseok separated our lips and latched down onto my neck. The sensation was weird at first, but it took little for me to whine in pleasure. “Ouch!”

As if burned, Hongseok let go, when I cried out. “I’m sorry!” He exclaimed, looking at me with big eyes, as if he just accidentally stabbed me, instead of just biting my neck. I chuckled and bent my head down to give him a less harsh bite on his shoulder. The moan from his lips spurred me on to bite him more. After I switched to the other shoulder, he started trying to stop me. My teeth sunk into his flesh for the sixth time, when he used every muscle fibre in his abdomen to lift off the couch and pick me up. He twirled me around as he stood up from the couch. I giggled and held onto him for dear life. We ended up tangled on my bed, kissing and undressing each other. Our hands naturally wrapped around each other’s lengths. My mouth was slightly ajar, as I rested with my chin on his shoulder. “What do you want?” I sighed out, pleasure and warmth filling me.

Hongseok leaned back a little, making eye-contact with me. “I want to have sex with you, of course”, he chuckled, giving my cock another playful tug. I wanted to laugh, but it came out as an odd mixture of a moan and a giggle. “What do you want, honey?” I got my hand off his manhood and cupped his face with the other. “That was not what I was getting at,” I pecked his lips before continuing, “I meant… you know… Do you want to top? I know you haven’t been with a guy before, so…” I swore he was turning red. He probably wouldn’t admit it though. Hongseok shrugged, looking a little embarrassed. “Hey don’t get shy on me. My dick is still in your hand.”

Hongseok meekly removed his hand and put the both of them on his lap. “You have been with guys before, right? What do you usually do?”

“Usually they either have their fingers in my ass by now or are on all fours in front of me,'' I joked, but in hindsight it only made things worse. I patted a hand on his lap. “Hey, think about it. I am gonna look for condoms.”

I left him on the bed to look through my drawers. I was sure I had at least three lying somewhere. It was a real mood killer, but I eventually found a package of unexpired ones. I grabbed the lube I kept and crawled back onto the bed. “And what have you decided?” I kissed his full lips. Hongseok didn’t say anything and took the supplies from my hands. He looked at me like he had already told me what to do. Somehow, I got the hint and lied down, spreading my legs for him. He poured lube onto his fingers. He seemed more confident now, playing with me with skilled fingers. I was on cloud nine, demanding his cock inside me.

Hongseok wasn’t a tease for once. Perhaps he was just as turned on as I was. My eyes were trained on his face as he pushed his covered and lubed tip against my hole, pushing until he slipped inside. It had been a while since I had bottomed. No dildo did justice to the way Hongseok moved shallowly inside, slipping in more and more with each thrust. I was panting and moaning under him. He looked so pretty with that concentrated frown covered in raw please. He seemed shocked as his balls hit my ass.

Neither of us was much of a talker in bed. He just rested there, deep inside me and watching me for the green for go. I relaxed and nodded, trying to keep my eyes open as his hips moved languidly. I felt every inch of his veiny cock rubbing against my walls. My nails naturally dug into his shoulders. He didn’t last long, pulling out suddenly and catching his breath. I could tell he was embarrassed. “Hey, you didn’t come, right?” He shook his head and I smiled. “Then don’t look at me like you just gave me one pump chump sex.”

I pushed myself up and gently kissed him. “Sorry, it’s just… much tighter.” I smiled and nodded. My hand found its way to his hair, running through the soft strands.

“It’s okay; it felt really good. Want to try out for yourself?” He didn’t hesitate, nodding eagerly. We switched places. He almost came when I rimmed him. He almost came when I fingered him, while sucking him off. He literally sobbed and cried from pleasure when I finally pushed inside him.

I had him on his hands and knees for easier access, but the moment I pushed in, his arms collapsed. I let him stay like that, while I agonisingly slow pulled out and pushed back in. All the self-control in my body was working hard. I needed to hold back; I did not want to hurt him. While he had been fairly quiet while fucking me, he was anything but quiet now. He demanded more, not quite asking, but I felt how tight he was around my cock. I put a hand on his back, stroking lovingly. “You need to relax Seokkie,” I whispered, bending down to pepper his back with kisses. My soft touches seemed to help. His muscles unclenched and his moans were looser, less strained. I wrapped an arm around his torso and pulled his back against my chest, before going to town with him. His sounds were everything I needed in life. Hongseok was always taking care of others, but not now. Now he just had to relax, let go and take it. He turned to putty in my arms, coming without warning over the pillows. When his hole clenched around my length again, I lost control. A few uncontrolled, deep thrusts later I was filling the condom, while I was still inside him.

[kpoppwriter]

Pentagon Reaction - Having a Short S/O

❧ Anon asked: Ptg reaction to having a short and/or chubby S/O? 👉🏻👈🏻 (your writing gives me life btw! It's so good!)

❧ A/N: I’ve been in a ptg mood recently

~※ Main Masterlist ※~

Jinho

The short king Jinho himself definitely doesn’t mind that you’re short. If you’re shorter than him, it actually gives him a bit of an ego boost. He likes having you shorter than him since it makes him feel like your protector. 

Hui

Hui may be on the shorter side himself but he’s gonna tease you a bit for being short. He actually likes that you’re short. It makes it so he can really wrap himself around you when you cuddle. 

Hongseok

Oh man. Hongseok is such a little tease. He teases and pokes fun at your height all the time. If you get bothered by it, he will stop. He thinks you’re so cute -- especially when you get angry and try to be all intimidating. 

Shinwon

Shinwon doesn’t mind that you’re short. He actually likes being able to drape his long limbs around you and fully envelope you. He might poke fun here and there but he doesn’t make it a regular thing. 

Yeo One

Aww Changgu thinks you’re just the cutest thing. He thinks you’re cute regardless of your height but it just adds to your cuteness. Oh, he might just combust when you have to get on your tippy toes to kiss him.

Yanan

Yanan doesn’t really think much about your height. To him, it doesn’t matter what his s/o’s height is. He loves you regardless. He does sometimes put stuff on the top shelf just to mess with you.

Yuto

Yuto is a sweet but teasing man. He’ll put things on the top shelf just so you have to come ask him for help. He does like that ego boost. He doesn’t verbally tease you much though. 

Kino

Kino thinks you’re cute all the time; your height is just a bonus to that. He likes to play around a bit but he never really teases you. He loves being able to wrap his whole body right around your smaller one. 

Wooseok

Wooseok is that guy that uses your head like an arm rest. He also calls you shorty and other short pun nicknames. He’s just a menace. He does do it out of love though.

[jae-bummer]

My Idol 3: Part Three

My Idol From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

My Idol is a South Korean competitive reality dating game show. It currently airs on Saturday nights on Jae-bummer’s blog. First broadcast in 2016, the show offers the opportunity for a lucky fan to go on seven blind dates with seven idols. The idol plans the date with the show throwing in a specific mission to complete during the day. At the end of the initial dates, the show opens up an audience vote to decide what four idols will move on to the second date.

My Idol 3: The Series

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You nuzzled your face into Jungkook's neck and sighed. Adjusting your arms so they were wrapped more tightly around him, you heard his quiet purr of approval. He pressed a light kiss to your forehead before resting his cheek there.

"Did you sleep well?" he asked groggily.

A shiver ran down your spine at the gravelly tone he used when still half asleep. That was something you could get used to.

"Better than I have in days," you rasped.

"Wonder why that is?" he chuckled, running a calloused finger down your bare thigh. Your skin sprung to life with the simple motion, a trail of flame coursing in it's wake.

You giggled as well, looking down at your body. Dressed in nothing but Jungkook's shirt, you felt more beautiful than you had in your entire life. He just had that effect on you.

"Y/N," he sighed grumpily, beginning to untangle his body from yours. "We have to wake up."

"Who says?" you croaked, looking up at him in mock annoyance. You didn't want this small moment to break. You didn't know when the next one would be.

"The good people of My Idol," he muttered with a side eye. "You have to get ready for another date."

"Another date," you repeated quietly, trying to make it make sense. There were no other dates. All that existed was him, his warm bed, and your bodies curled around one another.

"Mmm," he sighed. "Go handle things and come back to me, okay?"

Just as you were about to argue, the microwave from the 7-Eleven began to beep loudly in your ear. No, not the microwave, something much worse: your alarm.

Slapping irritably at your phone screen, you rolled over to what was a shockingly cold sheet. You dug your palms into your eyes and tried to shake off the dream. How could your brain run completely wild with the idea of a guy you had only met for a few hours?

He wasn't just any guy though, said the little voice in the back of your head. He was Jeon Jungkook and he was absolutely lovely.

And there were still six other men to meet, you countered to yourself. You could not simply call it quits after going through one date. That would be completely counterintuitive to both yourself and this experiment. You recognized how terrifying and insane this whole concept was, but part of you was so incredibly excited by the possibilities that you weren't going to deprive yourself of the process. Sure, it would be nice to end up with someone you had forged a connection with, but more than anything, you wanted to prove to yourself that you could do it (even when you didn't think you could).

Since you had been casted, you had found yourself wondering if you were really the right person for this. Were you someone even capable of becoming Korea's sweetheart? Dating idols wasn't going to make you a likable person in any fan base, but were you at least strong enough to win over people that you otherwise would have no reason to? You wanted to see how resilient you were and you wanted to prove that you were the one who was lovely, damnit. These men should be privileged to date you!

Yeah, that was your affirmation for the day.

Trying to phase back in to reality, you let out a big yawn, and eased up from bed. Your door buzzer going off sprung you into an even more heightened state of awareness as you glanced to your phone, panicked. The crew shouldn't be here for a pickup already.

Sliding into your slippers, you shuffled across your apartment, and hit the button near your door. "Yes?"

"Delivery," a deep voice grunted.

"Come on up," you sighed, hitting a separate button to allow them into the building. That was odd. You didn't recall ordering anything in, but maybe the My Idol staff was sending something ahead.

After about five minutes of waiting, you stuck your head out of your apartment door and looked from one end of the hallway to the other. No one appeared to be heading up or had dropped anything off. Weird.

Shaking your head, you tried not to think too much into it. Maybe whoever it was had gotten the wrong apartment number. Either way, you made a mental note to ask the staff about it later, just in case.

You had more important things to handle. Obsessing over the delivery person wasn't going to help you get ready for the day.

..

"Where is this place?" the driver grumbled, circling the block for what had to have been the fifth time.

"Does your GPS not work?" one of the camera man shot back, pointing out of the window. "I see the sign right there."

"I see the sign too!" the driver gasped. "But do you see the actual building or are we letting our contestant out into alleyways now?"

"I mean," the other camera man muttered, glancing to his cohort. "That could make for good TV."

Your jaw dropped as you looked back and forth between them. "No."

"It was just a thought," the second camera man answered moodily before looking away. These two seemed to be the ones who were assigned to you at all times, while the rest of the crew were in different vehicles. Glancing wearily between them, you sighed.

"Jangwu," you said, trying to remind yourself. "And Woosik was it?"

"Wu," the first one corrected. Followed by the other one muttering "Woo."

"Great," you hissed, glancing up at the ceiling of the SUV in a silent prayer for patience. "Wu and Woo. I know you have set directions from the producers, but something I noticed on my first date...inadvertently or not, things can be made more difficult for me on these dates."

"What is she talking about?" Wu muttered, dabbing at the ever present sweat on his forehead.

"The basket thing with the snacks," Woo nodded, sweat stains already appearing near the arm holes of his shirt. "That could have been great TV."

"Great TV aside," you grumbled. "Can we maybe, at the very least, care about my general well being and...not drop me off in darkened alleys?"

"I feel like we're being pigeonholed into an impossible agreement here," Woo grunted.

"I agreed to no death and serious injuries," Wu agreed. "They said nothing about creepy and less than ideal locations."

"Wonderful," you sighed, setting your focus back onto the window of the vehicle. "I feel so reassured."

"What's the guy supposed to look like?" the driver called over his shoulder. "I think I see him."

This immediately peaked your interest, causing you to once again concentrate on your surroundings. There did appear to be someone standing a few yards away.

"I don't know," Wu sighed, ticking off his fingers. "Tall? Good looking? Generally sunshiny disposition?"

"Well," you gasped, your tone thick with sarcasm. "You could be describing any of the three of you in the car now."

Wu smirked. "Compliments aren't going to get you anywhere, sweetheart."

"I wasn't-" you started, but already recognized your joke had been disregarded. "Okay."

"Here we are," the driver said, finally pulling the SUV to a slow stop. Looking out of the window again, you realized your date had stepped inconspicuously behind a cafe sign. Of course you couldn't have any information as big as his identity before even stepping foot from the car.

Taking a deep breath, you placed your fingers against the door. You could do this. You had already gone on one date, what was another?

Another...

Another personality to learn. Another situation that was completely unknown to you. Another ending where you wouldn't be sure what would happen next.

All of the terrifying possibilities aside, you thought back to your date with Jungkook again. You promised yourself you wouldn't fixate on the magical, little time capsule that your brain had created, but it was difficult. That one date had set a standard and an example of things to come. Even though the two of you hadn't done anything that you would deem too exciting (aside from the overarching show as a whole) you had seemed to carve out a genuine connection. While not all of these guys were going to be as giving and open as Jungkook, the idea of forming another bond had butterflies unfurling all over again.

At least they weren't the vomiting kind. One vomiting incident per season was more than enough.

You shook out your hands before grabbing the handle again. Giving it a gentle pull, then push, the door creaked slowly open. Before you could even make your way out, Wu and Woo shouldered their way around you and out onto the pavement.

"Anytime you're ready!" one of them called.

Trying to wipe the annoyance from your face, you gave yourself a gentle nod. This would be fine. You would be fine.

Stepping down from the SUV, you looked up only to find your date's face covered by his advancing cell phone.

The shuttering sound of the phone's camera going off caused you to blink in surprise. Shuffling backwards again, your unidentified date smiled down at his screen.

"New memory," he said softly before looking up, a small smile painting his plush lips.

"I'm sorry," you managed, narrowing your eyes at him. "What?"

His soft smirk quickly melted into something more attune with embarrassment. "Sorry, I just - uh, sorry."

"No, no," you chuckled, trying to backtrack on your previous judgement. "New memory?"

"My members," he continued quietly, a fondness in his eyes as he looked away from you. "They call me the memory collector...in new situations, I get a bit scared to miss a moment. And I knew I didn't want to forget this one..."

He paused before he looked up at you with wide eyes. "In hindsight, memory collector totally sounds like the name for a serial killer and I am so sorry for not realizing that earlier."

You let out a surprised huff of a laugh. You knew that in the wrong context this would immediately be considered a bit creepy, but his initial sentiment was very sweet.

Plus, you had dated weirder.

"That's kind of adorable," you grinned. "Not the serial killer part. I'm choosing to forget that comment."

Remembering your manners, you gave a small bow. "I'm Y/N."

"Hongseok," he said, bowing in return. "I promise I don't have plans to wear your skin or anything. Have I made this awkward enough already or should I continue?

"Oh, please continue," you smirked. "I'm having a blast."

"Perfect," he chuckled. "I love when my date sugarcoats how bad things are going."

"Makes it much more palatable when I'm already picturing the true crime documentary about my disappearance," you teased. "I hope all of this footage will be used."

"I'll make sure to tell them that you lit up every room you walked into," he nodded, his eyes twinkling with amusement.

"Your penchant for murder aside," you continued. "It's very nice to meet you."

"It's nice to meet you too," he said, this time opening up with a full and genuine smile. "Do you want to head inside?"

You nodded, taking Hongseok's elbow when he offered it. While he looked vaguely familiar to you, it was hard to nail down exactly which idol group he was a part of. With your career, most of your life circulated around the entertainment industry, so it was hard to keep up with who was who.

You did know, however, that he was incredibly attractive. The camera men were correct in their general assumption of tall, handsome, and sunshiny. The man beside you was absolutely gorgeous. Dressed simply in a grey hoodie and corresponding grey shorts, he was the picture of comfy casual, and damn, did he pull it off.

As he eased you up the stairs, you couldn't help but notice the light hammering and drilling sounds trickling down from wherever he was leading you.

"I have to say," you whispered. "After the conversation we just had, the sound effects are not comforting."

This cause Hongseok to laugh loudly as he patted the hand still placed in the crook of his elbow. "I promise I'm not going to let anything happen to you, okay?"

While you recognized he was still a stranger, his words made your heart tug just a tiny bit. It was a completely silly comment you made in an environment where you knew nothing would really harm you, but his small solace was appreciated.

Finally stepping onto the platform housing the shop, you looked around in wonder. "What is this place?"

"It's a jewelry cafe," he hummed. His expression was pleased as he looked around as well. "I hope you don't think it's too forward, but I thought we could make each other rings."

Your mouth parted slightly as you reassessed the room with this new information. Various couples were crowded at small work stations, pounding at small pieces of metal and leather, giggling happily to themselves. It was a heartwarming scene, even more so when you realized you could soon take part in it.

You were never really one for couple's items, but as the warmth spread across your chest, you couldn't help but get excited. This was an incredibly sweet idea.

"We don't have to make them match if you don't want to," Hongseok said quickly. "I just...well, admittedly wanted to show your future dates that I was here and I have no plan of going elsewhere."

This caused you to chuckle as you looked up at him. "Staking your claim then?"

"In a way," he smiled. "But that sounds a bit barbaric, don't you think? I like to call it, establishing what's mine...or what's ours, rather."

"What's ours," you hummed. "I like it."

To Be Continued.

[jinkoh]

Can I see your ticket, please?

Hongseok x Reader

Tags: meet cute, dad!Hongseok, reader uses she/her pronouns, fluff, SFW, warnings: none

word count: ~3,2k

Summary: You unexpectedly meet a cute little girl and her even cuter dad on the train.

a/n: I rlly didn't see myself writing abt kids or anything like that but here we are fhjdhjks

Also my experience with trains abroad is limited so if anything feels off just blame it on the differences between countries or sth

Masterlist

You haven't been to your parents’ place for quite a while and honestly with all the stress from work it wasn't the best timing to go. Since it was going to be Christmas soon anyway, it was probably fine not to go until then, right?

But when you'd called your mom to cancel your planned weekend visit, she'd sounded so sad that you couldn't go through with it.

So now you were sitting on the train home with your laptop in front of you, typing away to get some work done.

The train wasn't packed and you were lucky enough to have one of these seats with a table to yourself, the two seats across from you empty.

 

That was, until a dad and his daughter got onto the train a station after yours. There were other empty seats but of course they had to sit down across from you. As if you weren't already stressed enough.

It wasn't that you hated children or anything, but you needed to focus on work and children just had a tendency to be loud and energetic.

The dad nodded at you politely when the two of them took a seat and you returned the greeting. The little girl, maybe six or seven, barely took notice of you as she climbed into her seat.

She looked around with wonder, as if riding a train was the most exciting activity she could ever imagine.

"Dad, how long is the train?"

"Uh, I don't know, cookie."

She frowned, seemingly dissatisfied but moved on to the next question quickly. "And how long are we riding?"

"A bit over three hours."

"Three hours." Her eyes sparkled as if these were amazing news.

Your eyes on the other hand darkened as the realization hit you that you'd be stuck with these two for the rest of your ride. Barely suppressing a sigh, you got out your earphones, turned on noise cancelling and tried to focus on your laptop again.

Surprisingly, it wasn't that hard. Despite her constant excitement, the little girl didn't really make a lot of noise, mostly looking around in wonder or chattering quietly with her dad.

Eventually a staff made her round, asking to see everyone's tickets. You took out your earphones and held out the little piece of paper to the staff.

The man across from you did the same, while his daughter looked as if she'd just met her hero.

"Dad," she whispered once the staff had moved on. "Dad, what's that called?"

"Hm?"

"That lady, what is she called?"

"You mean the ticket inspector?"

"Ticket inspector." The girl nodded slowly as she repeated the words, her eyes following the woman. "Dad, I want to be one too."

Her dad chuckled, and you noticed the way small laugh lines appeared around the corners of his lips.

"Sure, cookie, you can be one."

A mischievous smile appeared on the little girl's face, before he expression turned more serious again.

"Can I see your ticket, Sir?"

The man immediately adopted her serious expression, playing along with her little scene. "Ah, just a moment, I'm sure I have it somewhere."

He started searching his pockets, making the little girl burst out in laughter that she quickly suppressed.

"If you don't have a ticket, I'll have to call the police, Sir."

"No, no, I swear I have it."

 

You were so engrossed in watching their little play, that you completely forgot about the laptop in front of you, your work  waiting to get done.

Somehow these two were just too charming.

The dad finally pulled out his ticket from his pocket and the girl nodded seriously. She examined it before handing it back. "Thank you, Sir. Have a safe travel," she mimicked the words of the ticket inspector from before.

After their little scene was done she snuggled into her dad's side and you finally remembered your work. Just when you were about to plug your earphones back in, you heard her whispering into her dad's ear:

"Do you think he also has a ticket?" She gestured to a man sitting on the other side of the corridor.

"I'm sure he has one, cookie," her dad whispered back.

"I should probably ask, right? That's my job, right?"

Her dad looked a little unsure. "I think he'd rather keep reading his book, lovey."

Her face dropped and she looked at him sadly. "But how can I be a ticket inspector if I can't ask for tickets?"

 

"You asked for mine though, didn't you?" He tried to bargain with her, but her pout just grew.

"That doesn't count! You're my dad!!"

He sighed, seemingly a little lost at what to do.

Before you could question your own actions, you made a small noise to grab their attention. "Uhm, you could check my ticket?"

The girls head whipped around to you immediately.

"Really?" She looked at you with bright sparkling eyes. Her dad next to her gazed at you in awe, as if you were the kindest person he'd ever met.

You grinned. "Of course. Need to make sure I have one, right?"

She nodded excitedly and hopped from her seat to stand next to you. "Right!"

Then she cleared her throat putting on a serious face. "Excuse me, can I see your ticket, please?"

You smiled, pulled it out of your jacket and held it out to her. She examined it for a moment, before she pretended to punch it with her fingers. "Looks good, ma'am. Have a safe travel."

"Thank you." You nodded and took back the little piece of paper, while the girl walked a few steps further down the wagon, as if she was going to check the ticket of the next passenger.

She came back a few seconds later though, a swing in her step and a bright smile on her face. "Dad, I'm a real ticket inspector now."

"Mhm, you are, cookie," He replied with a fond smile. Then he turned to you, mouthing a silent "Thank you."

Somehow the action made your heart skip a beat and you realized just how charming he looked with his dark eyes and wavy brown hair.

It took you a second to gather yourself before you returned his smile. Your gazes lingered for a moment, and you wondered if he'd say anything else. But then his daughter grabbed his attention again and you went back to the work on your screen.

You somehow managed to get back into your workflow, focusing intently for about an hour and a half until you decided it was time for a small break. You’d noticed the girl across from you falling asleep against her dad’s shoulder a while ago and she was slowly blinking now. You wondered briefly if you’d shut your laptop to loudly and had woken her up, but she wasn’t paying you any mind.

Instead, she looked up at her dad. “I’m hungry,” she mumbled, her voice still thick with sleep.

“Should we eat something?” He asked, his voice soft.

When she nodded he grabbed a bag from underneath the table, getting out two colorful lunch boxes, one depicting iron man while the other one had thomas the tank engine on the lid. You kinda had to smile to yourself at the cute designs.

The man seemingly noticed your stare because he cleared his throat. “Do you uhh, want to eat with us?”

Feeling caught, you blushed waving him off. “No, sorry, oh my god, I didn’t mean to stare, I was just lost in thought.”

He chuckled at your little panic attack. “Don’t worry about it. But really, you can have some.”

You shook your head again. “Thank you, but I’m really not hungry.” Your body seemed to disagree with you though because your stomach started rumbling right that moment. The fleeting hope, that they might not have heard went out the window, when you saw the little girl giggling while her dad placed the lunch boxed in the middle of the table.

“Help yourself,” he offered as he took off the lids, revealing an assortment of little sandwiches, vegetables, and fruits.

Your blush only grew but you nodded bashfully. “Thank you.”

After both of them had started eating you also dared to take a single cherry tomato.

"You can also have some of the sandwiches, you know?" The man offered again after a while, looking almost unsure. "They may not look that good, but I promise they are tasty."

You quickly shook your head. "No, no, they look amazing! I just don't want to take away your food! You must be hungry too..."

The little girl snorted; her cheeks stuffed full. "Don't worry about that. We always have way too much. Someone doesn't know when it's enough." She rolled her eyes fondly.

It almost felt rude not to take a sandwich now, so you grabbed one from one of the lunch boxes and took a bite.

Of course, making sandwiches wasn't that hard. But somehow, this still managed to be the best one you'd ever had.

"Did your mom make these?" You asked after a while, wondering who that someone would be that she mentioned.

"Mommy?" She looked at you as if you'd just said something completely ridiculous.

"No, dad made them. Mommy can't cook. She always burns everything that's why she isn't living with us anymore." She explained matter-of-factly.

 

Her dad choked on his food. "No, no, that's not-" He coughed and took a moment to gather himself, his face as red as the cherry tomatoes in the lunch box.

"That's not how it is. I mean- She isn't living with us anymore but uh- that's- that's not the reason." He coughed again before he carefully added. "Are they not good?"

"No, they are amazing! Really, the best!"

He smiled in relief. "That's good."

"My dad is the best cook actually," the girl said before looking at you curiously. "Do you also cook?"

You scratched the back of your neck. "I mean, I'm not the best-"

"Because my dad is."

"Right. But I'm pretty decent. And I love to cook."

"Really?" Her dad asked just a tad too quickly, his eyes sparkling in interest.

You blushed at the sudden attention. "Yeah, but really, nothing special."

"I'm sure your food is amazing," he disagreed.

"Uh, thank you."

 

It turned quiet for a moment, the only noises the distant chattering of other passengers and the sound of your eating.

"I'm sorry, I believe we haven't introduced ourselves yet," the man eventually said.

 

"I'm Hongseok and this is my daughter--"

"It's a secret," the girl interrupted her dad before he could say anything. He looked at her bewildered, but she ignored him, leaning closer to you.

"I only tell my name to worthy people. You haven't proven yourself yet."

"Come on, cookie, she even let you check her ticket," Hongseok bargained but she shook her head.

You chuckled. "Don't worry about it. Honestly, I respect that. I'm y/n."

"Y/n," Hongseok repeated. "That's a nice name."

 

"Thank you," you smiled before turning to his daughter again. "So how do I prove that I'm worthy?"

She seemed to think hard for a moment before she shrugged. "You'll have to find that out yourself." She probably didn't know either, you thought, but you just nodded, your eyes drifting over the table.

"So, you like marvel?" You asked when your eyes got caught on one of the lunch boxes.

She scrunched up her nose in disgust. "Nooo, that's my dad's. I like Thomas."

"Ah, of course." Your gaze wandered over to Hongseok whose face was once again red in embarrassment.

"What do you like about Thomas, then?"

She rolled her eyes as if the question was a little stupid but decided to humor you anyway.

"He is a train. And he speaks and he helps his friends. And he is a train." She emphasized the last word, clearly the most important point in her argumentation. “Well, to be exact, he’s not a train but a tank engine,” she then added. “But I doubt you’d understand the difference.”

“What’s the difference?”

The girl examined you carefully, as if to make sure you were actually interested, before her eyes lit up with an excited spark. It was clear she’d only waited for an opportunity to share her vast knowledge on the matter.

She started explaining and you were honestly caught off guard by how much she knew about trains and the like. Definitely more than you did. You nodded along with a smile, making small “hm”s and “oh, really?”s to show her that you were listening.

All the while, you felt Hongseok’s eyes on you. When you glanced over, his eyes were soft, as if he was looking at something precious. You felt your breathing catch and your throat suddenly felt dry.

“Are you listening?” The girl interrupted your thoughts with a small pout.

You tore your gaze away from Hongseok and nodded quickly. “Of course. Steam drive, right?”

Her eyes remained skeptical, but she decided to let you off. “Right. So, what I was saying,” she continued her in depth explanation.

The train ride continued like that, she explained about trains until she tired herself out and decided it was time for another nap against her dad’s shoulder.

“We’re not done yet, though,” she clarified, as she snuggled up against him. “I’ll tell you the rest later!”

Hongseok smiled at her fondly, pushing some strands of hair out of her forehead while she closed her eyes.

It didn’t take long for her breathing to even out and her mouth to fall open.

“Thank you,” Hongseok whispered when he was sure she was asleep.

“Not at all. It was my pleasure.”

“She doesn’t often find people who are willing to listen to her.” He looked a little sad. “Trains aren’t really the hot topic among kids these days.”

“I can imagine.” You chuckled. “But it’s amazing how much she knows.”

When he met your gaze now, he was beaming with pride. "Isn't it?"

You had to smile to yourself. It was kinda cute how much he adored his daughter and how proud he was of her.

His expression suddenly grew flustered. “I’m not keeping you from working, am I?”

“No, don’t worry.” You weren’t sure why you said that. Strictly speaking, he was keeping you from work. But somehow you wanted to talk with him a little more.

“That’s good then.” A relieved smile appeared on his face. “Where are you going, by the way? If you don’t mind me asking?”

“I’m visiting my parents over the weekend. What about the two of you?”

“Me too, we’re visiting my mom. She’s been missing our little cookie. And my older brother will be home too, it’s a rare chance to get—” Hongseok interrupted himself with an awkward laugh. “I’m sorry for rambling, you probably don’t want to know all that.”

“I mean, I literally asked.” You chuckled. “Getting together with the family – that sounds nice. I’m sure she’s excited too.” You nodded over to his sleeping daughter.

“Absolutely. She adores my mom. Probably because she always gets spoiled rotten when we visit.”

“Who wouldn’t want to spoil her? She’s lovely.”

Hongseok nodded. “She is.”

The two of you continued talking for a while. Hongseok told you more about his family and you also shared a bit about yours and he listened attentively. It felt like barely any time had passed, but suddenly your station was already the one after the next. With a sigh you put away your laptop already, so you wouldn’t have to hurry once your station was reached.

“Oh,” Hongseok looked at you with big eyes. “Do you have to get out?”

“Yeah, the one after this.”

He nodded, a small pout on his lips. “That’s a bummer. I mean— it’s good for you though! You’re almost there!”

“Yeah, thank you.” You chuckled. “When are you getting off?”

“Ah, oh, the one after yours.” He stumbled over his own words, seeming a little nervous.

“So not that much longer either, that’s good.”

“I uhm— it was really nice talking to you. I’m sure cookie feels the same. Maybe I should wake her so she can say goodbye.”

“No, no, I wouldn’t want to interrupt her sleep!”

“Honestly, I think she’d be more angry if I didn’t wake her.” He chuckled, before softly nudging his daughter's shoulder, who stirred awake.

“Mhm?” She looked up at him sleepily.

“Y/n is getting off soon, cookie. I thought maybe you wanted to say goodbye?”

At his words she sat up straight, her head snapping around to you. “You’re getting off?”

“Yeah, the one after this.”

“Noo, you can’t!! I still wanted to tell you more!”

“I’m sorry,” you looked at her with an apologetic smile.

“Can’t you just stay on until we get out? You can have dinner with us too, I’m sure granny doesn’t mind.”

Hongseok’s eyes turned wide at his daughter's words. “Cookie, we can’t just take her with us, she has plans of her own!” He turned to you with a quick “Sorry” but you waved him off.

“Ah, I wish I could, but my parents are waiting for me. Maybe next time?”

“Really?” 

“Sure,” you smiled, before you realized you couldn’t just make plans with the daughter of some stranger. You didn’t get the chance to backpedal though.

“Really?” Hongseok looked at you with wide eyes. “You’d want to meet up?”

You felt your cheeks heat up under his expectant gaze. “I– I mean only if you don’t mind?” 

“We don’t mind!” His daughter declared before her dad got a chance to, but he nodded along.

“Yeah, I’d— we’d love that actually.”

“Uhm, okay.”

“Okay,” he repeated.

The automatic voice sounded through the speakers of the train, announcing your stop coming up.

“I should probably—,” you gestured vaguely in the direction of the exit and got up from your seat.

“Yeah, yeah, you should,” Hongseok agreed, also getting up from his seat but then sitting down again.

“Dad,” his daughter whispered, though it was a very loud whisper. “Dad, we need her number.”

“Right! Do you mind? Or I can also give you mine—ours, if that’s more comfortable for you?”

You chuckled at the way he fumbled for words. “No, I don’t mind at all.”

He held out his phone and you put your number in, handing it back to him right as the train came to a halt.

“I should really go now,” you smiled. “But I’d love to talk again.”

“Yeah, me too,” Hongseok gave you a happy smile. “I’ll give you a call. Have a good time with your parents!”

“Thank you! You too!”

With that you got off the train, not without looking back a few times. When you looked at the departing train, you spotted Hongseok’s daughter waving at you through one of the windows. You waved back, prompting Hongseok to shyly lift his hand in a wave as well.

Your mom was already waiting for you in the parking lot, welcoming you with a hug.

“How was the ride?”

“Good,” you said, when you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket, two messages showing up when you unlocked it.

Thanks again for the nice conversation. Cookie can’t wait to meet you again.

I’m also looking forward to it.

A smile played on your lips. “It was really good.”

Masterlist

[faes-land]

My Turn~ Hongseok & Yuto

This was requested of me and I am SO glad it was because WOW. I had fun writing this hehe. Thank you!! 

Pairings: Hongseok X Female Reader X Yuto

Genre: SMUT

Word count: 4,386

Warnings: Oral (female receiving), doggy style, riding, threesome, voyeurism, masturbation (male), unprotected sex (DON’T DO IT KIDS)

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"Beautiful, isn't she?" Yuto said to his friend, Hongseok, while they watched you sleep. You had fallen asleep on the couch, and neither Yuto nor Hongseok wanted to disturb You. You were all in the apartment you and Yuto shared when he had time off. Hongseok had come over to talk to Yuto about something that they were working on together. 

"Yeah, she is.." Hongseok agreed. He never told anyone, and especially Yuto, but he had always liked you. Hell, he never wanted to admit it to himself. He was constantly jealous of Yuto for getting to you first, but there wasn't much he could do about it. Except for the many nights that Hongseok thought of you when he was alone with his hand.

Hongseok didn't exactly have the purest thoughts as he looked you up and down. He knew he shouldn't be having these thoughts anymore since you and Yuto were happy, but he couldn't help himself; you were gorgeous. Even when asleep.

"You like her, don't you?" Yuto said out of nowhere, catching Hongseok off guard.

"W-what?" Hongseok stuttered out, avoiding Yuto’s eyes.

"I can tell by the way you look at her. It's all right. I just don't understand why you wouldn't tell me." It’s true. Considering how close they were, he would expect Hongseok to tell him. 

Hongseok sighed and looked down at his feet. "Is it that obvious?"

Yuto chuckled. "Yeah," he pondered for a bit. "Look, I'm not mad or anything, so don't worry about that."

Relief washed over Hongseok when Yuto said those words to him. "Thanks. I wouldn't want for this to become a thing between us." Yuto stayed silent as he watched you sleep peacefully. He quietly went to your side and was about to pick you up to take you to bed, but then Hongseok said, "Let me carry her...If that's all right."

Yuto turned to Hongseok, thinking about what he had said. He looked at him, then he finally nodded. "Sure, go ahead." Hongseok smiled at his friend, before going towards you and picking you up. You fit in his arms nicely and again, he wished you were his. He knew this was the closest he was going to get with you, and he was happy with just this. It wasn’t ideal, but he still enjoyed feeling you close to him.

Once he brought you into the bedroom, he gently placed you on the bed you shared with Yuto and put the blanket on top of you. "Ah, thank you, babe." You said sleepily, moving to grab onto him. Your eyes were still closed, but you felt a warm body next to yours, so you held on to it, making the man lay down next to you. You loved when Yuto would carry you to bed.

You snuggled into the man and kissed his neck. You held on to him, thinking it was Yuto and made sure he wouldn't leave your side. Even though you were sleepy, you could tell that Yuto felt a little different, but you just brushed it off as you were half awake. You just wanted to cuddle with your man after a long day and figured Hongseok had left. 

Yuto watched this happen by the door, and then an idea popped into his head. He smirked to himself as he went onto the other side of the bed, sitting down. Hongseok gave him a nervous glance as you gave him yet another kiss. Hongseok couldn't lie, he loved having you next to him like this, but he knew it wasn't real. He also knew he had to get out of the situation before he became hard. Your kisses on his neck felt a little too good.

You felt the bed sink next to you and you were confused as to why there was another body in the bed that was not Yuto. Finally, you opened your eyes to see that the man you were cuddling and kissing was not Yuto. "Hongseok? What the fuck are you doing?!" You removed yourself from him and then you bumped into Yuto. "What is going on?"

Hongseok jumped off the bed and stared at you with wide eyes. "Look, Y/N...I can explain! I just carried you to bed, I didn't think you would grab on to me like that." Hongseok knew that nothing he could say would make this awkward situation any better.

"Why did you carry me?" Okay, now you were really confused. Why would Hongseok do something like that? Sure, Hongseok was a very nice guy, but he wouldn’t do something like that to you. 

Hongseok looked at you, then down to the ground. "Well, I, um." He stuttered, looking for the right words.

"He likes you, baby." Yuto chimed in. "So I let him." He then began to kiss your neck, and hold on to your waist. You tried to move out of Yuto’s grasp, not wanting Hongseok to see Yuto being so affectionate with you in front of him. You also couldn’t figure out why Yuto was acting like this; it wasn’t like him.

"I should go, I'm sorry about all of this," Hongseok said quickly as he began to walk out the door, and leave your apartment.

Yuto then got off the bed and went toward his good friend. "Hongseok, wait...I kind of have an idea, and it involves you and Y/N." He said in hushed tones. He looked toward you and smiled, before leaving the bedroom with Hongseok.

You sat on the bed in disbelief. What in the world just happened? Does Hongseok like you? Since when? So many questions and thoughts ran through your mind that you couldn't even think straight. Of course, you always thought Hongseok was cute, but you had suppressed your feelings for him once you got with Yuto.

You had still liked Hongseok a little, but you were obviously never going to do anything about it because you had Yuto. Even though you were surprised, you liked snuggling up to Hongseok. His body was nice and toned; different from Yuto. You smiled to yourself thinking about it. Hongseok was hot and had one of the best bodies you had ever seen.

Just as you almost became too lost in your thoughts, Yuto and Hongseok returned. "Are you sure about this?" Hongseok asked for the hundredth time. He still couldn’t believe what Yuto had just said to him.

Yuto nodded. "Yes. Stop asking." He then turned to you and said, "So Hongseok and I were talking...about you."

You furrowed your eyebrows at the two men and your confusion was even greater than before. "What do you mean?" They both looked at you with a hunger in their eyes that you could only place as lust. 

"I think it would be better if we showed you," Yuto said before he got on the bed and sat next to you. He began to kiss your neck, and you tried pushing him off, but you gave into his kisses. Hongseok hesitantly moved on to the bed and went to your other side, he awkwardly put his lips to your neck, and you moaned.

You couldn't believe what was happening; were you really between your gorgeous boyfriend and his close friend? Who did you kiss first? Your boyfriend or his hot friend?

You put your arms around both of them, and Yuto nipped on your neck. You began to moan, so Hongseok did the same, except he placed one of his hands on your hips. You didn't expect Hongseok do that, but you liked it. You turned your head and kissed him without even having a second thought. You’d kissed Yuto countless times, it was Hongseok’s turn. Of course, this made Yuto a little jealous, but he got over it. They were sharing you after all. 

Hongseok finally got what he'd always wanted, to kiss you. He took advantage of this moment and brought his hands up to cup your face. Your kiss deepened and both of you were enjoying it. For you it was new and exciting; to Hongseok, it was better than anything he ever imagined.

Yuto pouted as he watched his girl and his good friend practically make out, so he felt left out. Being the man he was, he wanted to have your attention. Still kissing your neck, he moved one hand up your shirt to grab your breast through your bra. You moaned into your kiss with Hongseok when you felt Yuto’s hand on your chest. 

Yuto rubbed your nipple through the fabric, and you moaned out, pulling away from Hongseok. He then went back to your neck and made sure to leave a mark or two on you. Yuto then began to remove your shirt with his other hand, and the clothing article was across the room in a second. 

You began to cover yourself, but both Yuto and Hongseok assured you that you were beautiful. The two men stared at your breasts hungrily before Hongseok reached his hand around and unhooked your bra. He didn't even hesitate to attack your tit with light kisses and nips before wrapping his lips around your nipple. "Oh, Hongseok..." you moaned out as you threw your head back and enjoyed the way his tongue felt on you. 

Hongseok’s tongue swirled around the sensitive nub, hardening it. You couldn't contain your moans at the new sensation. Having another man's tongue on your body was exciting to you; you couldn't get enough of it.

Meanwhile, Yuto’s hand was traveling lower on your body and into your shorts. His fingers had found your clit and rubbed slowly through your underwear. You gasped when you felt his fingers there. Yuto smirked then went to your other nipple and sucked on it gently.

Your head was spinning at this point. The amount of pleasure you were receiving from the two men was almost too much for you, but you loved it. You felt so sexy having the two men suck on your nipples.  Your body was on fire at this point and your moans and groans were uncontrollable.

Yuto’s hand had pushed your panties aside and so he inserted his finger into you, making you scream his name. He pumped it slowly, drawing out your pleasure. Hongseok moved away from your nipple, and his kisses were all over your chest.

Meanwhile, Yuto had inserted another finger in you and he was now fucking you with his fingers. You were squirming and moaning, making Yuto and Hongseok both feel their pants tighten. Hongseok pulled away from your body and watched as Yuto moved his fingers quickly in and out of you. Hongseok’s dick was throbbing at this point, and seeing your face contort in pleasure wasn't helping one bit.

Yuto felt your walls tighten around his fingers, so he pulled out of you. You groaned and glared at him. "Yuto, I was so close.." You whimpered. Yuto merely chuckled before sticking his fingers in his mouth, licking your juices off them. He moaned and you shivered hearing it. It was deep, sexy, everything you needed.

Yuto turned to Hongseok. "She tastes really good, Hongseok. Go ahead, find out for yourself. Lay down, baby." Hongseok eyes widened at this. Of course, he had always thought about going down on you, but he never thought he would ever get the chance to. He can’t even count the times he’d thought of this. 

"Can I?" He looked at you with pleading eyes and you nodded. You felt yourself get wetter at the thought of having his tongue on you. Hongseok smiled at you, but it wasn't cute by any means, no this was pure lust. You had never seen him like that before and you were excited. You never thought that having another man that wasn’t Yuto do this to you would turn you on so much, but it did. 

Hongseok went to your legs, kissing them up and down to tease you. He was also savoring this moment; he wanted it to last as long as possible. You were moaning his name, and growing impatient. Hongseok looked up at you and smirked before he removed your shorts and panties. He teasingly kissed your thighs before going right where you needed him.

Hongseok gently gave you a soft kiss on your clit, and you instantly responded. He wasn't sure what you liked, so he stuck his tongue out and flicked it against your clit. You moaned and your hips started moving. He kept licking your sensitive nub, and then he began to suck. His tongue and teeth graze your clit, making you move around under him. He placed his hands on your hips and held you down. You were definitely enjoying Hongseok using his strength on you. Before he knew it, he was eating you out like you were his favorite meal. 

On the other side of the bed, Yuto was watching all this go down. He felt himself get hard at the sight of this, so he unzipped his pants and began to relieve himself. He rubbed himself through his black boxer briefs and he groaned. He was loving the sight in front of him. 

You turned your head to look at your man and saw that he had taken his cock out and was now pleasuring himself. The sight alone caused you to moan out loud; Yuto was so hot. Yuto smirked as he gripped his cock, showing it off to you. He pumped his shaft slowly, making sure you were watching. He liked putting on a show for you. 

You shut your eyes as you felt Hongseok’s tongue move faster in you. It felt so fucking good. You screamed his name, and you tightened around his tongue. Hongseok had almost become addicted to the way you tasted and he couldn't wait for you to cum. Your hands gripped his long curly hair and your legs trapped his head. Hongseok held your hips down as you moved around.

Yuto moved his hand quicker on his dick as he watched you come undone by his friend. Your moans turn him on even more. He loved seeing you come and watching your orgasms taking over your body. He never thought that watching his girlfriend get eaten out by someone else would be so hot, but it was and he really enjoyed seeing it. Of course, he wanted to be the one eating you out and making you moan, but he knows he'll get his chance tonight.

Hongseok licked you clean, then he gently kissed your clit, earning a soft moan from you. He knew you were sensitive at this point, but he also wanted to make you feel like the queen you were. He looked up at you and smiled seeing your pleasure-ridden face as you came down from your high. He rose up from between your legs and began to take his shirt off, completely forgetting that you two weren't alone. He had gotten so lost in the moment that all he could think about was you and your beautiful body. 

Yuto hadn't cum, but he was close. He purposely stopped himself so that he could cum while he was fucking you senseless. Yuto cleared his throat and both you and Hongseok turned to look at him. Hongseok’s face had started to turn red and he began to put his shirt back on. "Hongseok...that was amazing." You said breathlessly before getting up and giving him a kiss.

Hongseok kissed you back and put his hands on your waist. Your hands ran up his body, which was now shirtless, and gripped his broad shoulders. Hongseok’s body was pretty different from Yuto’s; he was wider than him and he was more muscley. You knew he had an intense workout routine and it definitely paid off. You could look at him for hours. Your kiss became heated as Hongseok slipped his tongue into your mouth, exploring every inch of it for the first time.

Yuto watched this and smirked before removing his own shirt. He moved so that he was behind you, kissing your neck. You moaned and reached behind you, slowly pumping Yuto’s dick in your hand while still making out with Hongseok.

You were getting wet again by being in between the two handsome men. Your wildest fantasies had come to life and you didn't even have to ask for it. Hongseok moved his hand and began to tease your clit slowly. You moaned, pulling away from him. The two men watched as you shuddered at the sudden pleasure. Hongseok smirked as he played with your sensitive nub.

You still had Yuto’s hard cock in your hand and you kept up your movements on him. He groaned on your skin, and then he brought his hands up to cup your breasts, tweaking your nipples. You moaned again, your body feeling extra sensitive to both of their touches. You turned your head to give Yuto a sloppy and urgent kiss. Hongseok could feel how wet you were getting, so he ever so slowly inserted his finger in you. He drew it in and out of you so slowly, that you felt like you were going to lose your mind. "Ah, Hongseok!"

At this point, Hongseok’s dick was as hard as a rock, his cock begging to be touched. He needed to get his release somehow, but he didn't want to seem needy. Then again, he had been dreaming of fucking you for who knows how long; he needed a turn.

You had let go of Yuto and put your hands on Hongseok’s jeans. You groped him through his pants and he moaned; it was the sexiest thing you'd ever heard from him. He moved your hand along his shaft, then you proceeded to unzip his pants. You pulled down his pants and boxers, his erection springing to full attention. Your eyes widened, he was much bigger than you thought he would be and you were excited. His cock was quite the sight to behold; you saw every ridge and vein. You salivated looking at it, thinking about how fun it would be to suck him off or ride him.

You weren't sure which one of the two men had pushed you on your back, but you were now facing the both of them on the bed. The two men stared at you with their throbbing cocks and hunger in their eyes. Yuto was the first to speak up, "Mm...turn around, beautiful."

"What?"

Hongseok chuckled, "You heard him..." Then he bit his lip and began to stroke his cock. The sight before you was enough to make you cum right then and there, but instead you heeded the commands of your boyfriend and his friend. You were afraid of what would happen if you didn’t. 

"Go ahead, Hongseok. I always have her, it's your turn." You heard Yuto say in a hushed tone. You felt the bed sink more behind you, and then a pair of hands grabbed your hips. You shivered when you felt the head of his cock tease your dripping wet entrance. Hongseok moved it up and down your slit before slowly thrusting inside of you. You both moaned in unison at the new sensation filling their bodies. His cock fit so much differently than Yuto’s. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t like the way Hongseok stretched you out. 

You felt high at the way his dick felt inside you, and Hongseok couldn't believe how amazing you felt around him. Hongseok was definitely different than Yuto, he had a little more girth than Yuto and you felt the stretch from him. Fuck, it felt so good. Both men were blessed and you were quite happy with this. You were the happiest you had ever been. You never thought you’d get to be with the two of them at the same time. 

Hongseok began to move his hips slowly and gently, testing the waters to see what you liked. Based on your moans, you seemed to really enjoy what he was doing. He didn't want to be too rough with you since you'd never been together before, but he was starting to lose it. He also thought you wouldn't mind if he was a little rough based on some stories he'd heard from Yuto,

Meanwhile, Hongseok had gotten off the bed and watched you two fuck. He pleasured himself again, imagining he was doing what Hongseok had been doing and he groaned. He saw the way you moaned as Hongseok quickened his pace in you, and he couldn't wait for his turn. He knew he would have you screaming for the rest of the night. 

Hongseok’s grip on your waist was getting tighter as his thrusts became harsher. Your hips crashed against one another's and the sounds of your combined moans with skin slapping filled the room. Your moans had become even louder when you felt him hit your spot, so he made sure that he hit it over and over. Hongseok wanted you to have as much pleasure as possible. "Ah, right there, Hongseok! Yes!"

He was pounding into you at this point and neither one of you minded. You enjoyed how rough he was being with you, and he could feel that he could come at any moment. He finally got what he wanted and so now he felt like the happiest man in the world.

Hongseok moaned when your walls tightened around his shaft; it caught him off guard. He gathered himself, but he knew he wasn't going to last much longer. He took one hand and brought it to your clit, rubbing in time with his thrusts. You screamed and squirmed at his touch and you were getting closer to your orgasm with each passing second.

You turned to look at your man and you swore you came from the pleasure that Hongseok giving you, and seeing how hot Yuto looked waiting for you. You almost weren't able to make any noise as Hongseok thrust into you so hard you were almost positive that you saw stars. Your orgasm hit you like a train and you felt Hongseok pull out of you, spilling himself on your thighs.

Hongseok’s breathing was labored and then he noticed what he did. "Oh my god, Y/N, I'm so sorry!" Then he went to clean you up between your legs and you giggled.

"It’s okay, I don’t mind.” You said before going to give him a quick kiss. He smiled into the kiss and sighed in contentment. Hongseok was one happy man.

“It’s my turn, baby," Yuto said as he went back on the bed and grabbed you. Yuto had positioned you on top of him. He kissed you roughly before he lined his tip with your entrance. Your legs on both sides of his waist and your hands on his shoulders. Your body was so tired and you weren’t sure how much more you could take, but once you felt his cock slide into you, you knew you could take whatever Yuto was going to give you. 

Your hands were around his neck and in his hair as you rode him. Hongseok watched this and bit his lip, secretly wanting you to ride him. Even though he just got done fucking you, he couldn't help but still want to be with you. 

Yuto took one of your nipples in his mouth and began to suck on it, making your pleasure more intense. You moaned his name loudly as you started to bounce on his dick. Yuto looked up at you with his beautiful brown eyes before his hips met your own. You yelped but then smiled at the unexpected thrust.

His hands became tighter on your hips as he held you in place and quickened his thrusts. His pace was harsh and fast, but also loving. He had to show that you belonged to him, and only him. Even if you just got done fucking another man.

Yuto couldn't control himself and his thrusts had become animalistic. He loved when he had full control over you like this because it made him a better lover. Each time you two had sex, you would tell him how amazing it was. He knew you loved feeling every inch and ridge of his cock deep inside of you.

You couldn't make any sounds anymore, he was fucking you too good. You couldn't even comprehend what was going on at the moment, your mind was blank. The only thing you knew was Yuto, and just how good he made you feel.

You held onto his shoulders and your nails dug into his skin, leaving marks. Yuto groaned at the pain/pleasure he got from your nails and he slowed down his hips to tease you. He angled his hips and that's when your screaming returned. He smirked to himself before kissing you and making sure to repeatedly hit your spot.

Hongseok was getting hard again, so he pumped his shaft as he watched the two of you fuck. How he was horny again was beyond him, but he didn't want to question it. He was imagining being inside you again and that was all he needed.

Yuto moved one of his hands down to your hyper-sensitive clit and you felt her orgasm approach. "Yuto!! I'm so close, baby, FUCK!" You moaned out as your orgasm took over your body. Yuto rode out your high while he was right around the corner.

After a few more thrusts, he came soon behind you. His hot cum shooting deep inside you. His deep voice ringing through your ears. He was still in you as you caught your breaths, and stared at each other. You leaned down to kiss him and cup his face. "I love you," he whispered after you pulled apart from each other.

You gave him one last kiss before rolling off of him. You turned to Hongseok, who still had his hand wrapped around his dick. You smirked at him before crawling over and taking his erection in your hand.

You gave a quick kiss on Hongseok’s swollen tip and said, "How about round two, boys?" The two men looked at each other before nodding eagerly.

[thru-the-grapevine]

[4:52 PM] You were prepared for a lot of things on your walks home from work, but being clotheslined by a seven-year-old learning to bike with no training wheels wasn’t one of them.

“Sorry!” The little girl screeched as her bike continued to careen haphazardly down the sidewalk. “Daddy, how do I stop?!”

“Use the brakes! We’ve talked about this!”

The girl squealed and tumbled purposefully into the grass next to the sidewalk about ten feet away from you. “I did it! Come get me!”

“Just a second, honey!”

You sat up slowly, taking quick inventory. You could still feel all your limbs, although you were going to have the mother of all bruises on your right hip and thigh.

A set of running footsteps pounded towards you. “Shoot, I am so, so sorry. Are you hurt?”

“I’m fi…” You paused, blinking up at what had to be the prettiest pair of eyes you’d ever seen. Belonging to the prettiest man you’d ever seen.

You cleared your throat and finished your sentence. “Fine. I’m fine.”

The man didn’t look convinced, but knelt and began scooping up items from your bag that you hadn’t realized had scattered. “I’m seriously so sorry. I try to make sure we’re practicing bike-riding on quiet streets so there aren’t any casualties.”

“I usually take a different route, so,” you said, taking the items the man picked up and putting them back into your bag. “No harm done.”

“Are you sure you’re okay? She took you out pretty hard.”

The man’s sweet look of concern made a cloud of butterflies take off in your stomach. “I promise I’m fine. I’m sturdier than I look.”

“I hope so,” the man said, smiling as he offered a hand to help you to your feet. You took his hand and stood back up slowly.

“Daddy, Daddy, let’s try again!”

The little cyclist came bounding up to the two of you, grinning.

“Just a moment, love,” the man said, giving the little girl a stern look. “What do we say when we knock someone over?”

“Oh, yeah,” the little girl said, turning to look up at you with nearly-identical eyes. “I’m really sorry I hit you. I’m not good at steering yet. Or stopping. Just going. Going’s my best thing.”

You bit back a smile. “I can tell.”

“How can I make it up to you?” The man asked, and you realized he still had a hold of your hand.

You shrugged, letting go and pulling your bag up your shoulder. “No need. No harm done, promise.”

“Please, I insist,” the man said, smiling, and you felt that cloud of butterflies in your stomach again. He had a very nice smile. “Doesn’t have to be today, but I feel bad just letting you go your merry way when my daughter nearly killed you.”

“She didn’t nearly kill me,” you said just as the little girl said “I didn’t kill anyone, Daddy!”

He chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. “Then maybe just…for my own benefit? Let me?”

You must have been looking at how pretty he was for too long, because you heard yourself say, “Sure.”

His smile really did light up his whole face in a way you really admired. “Excellent. Yang Hongseok.”

You gave him your name, taking his offered hand and shaking it. “So how do you want to do this?”

“Wanna, like–I mean, if you’re not busy…we could get lunch? Or even just coffee if you don’t have a lot of time?”

“Maybe this Friday?”

“Great.” Hongseok pulled his phone from his pocket. “Let me get your number and it’s a date. A time, I mean! Not a…unless you…no, just a time.”

“Why’s your face all funny, Daddy?” The little girl giggled.

“It isn’t,” Hongseok insisted, face flushed as he handed you his phone with a contact page pulled up.

If you were unprepared to be bowled over by a kid on a bike, you were even less prepared for someone who looked like Yang Hongseok to ask you on a date on your walk home from work. But you thought it might not be so bad, every once in a while, for the unexpected to happen.

[cyncialwoo]

Masterlist!!

fluff=✿ smut=✦ agnst=❄ All: If They Saw You Again After A Break-up jo jinho (jinho): still writing...💌 lee huitaek (hui): Lies Dipped in Rococo ❄✦ ft.hyunggu yang hongseok (hongseok): Hot Sugar ✦❄ ko shinwon (shinwon): still writing...💌 yeo changgu (yeoone): 4:58 pm ✿ yan an (yanan): Little Things ✿(❄?) adachi yuto (yuto): Rain ✿ kang hyunggu (kino): 1:39 am ✿ Lies Dipped in Rococo ❄✦ ft.huitaek jung wooseok (wooseok): Pull Up ✦❄ ft.changgu Fourth Period ✿

[escape-from-reality-fics]

Staying The Night ❋ Yang Hongseok 🠚 Preview

Yang Hongseok x Reader | fluff

→ Word count: 2,784  

⚠️ Warnings: Contains minor cursing and minor adult themes. Please do not read if you are triggered by any of these!

⁙ Summary: Hongseok gets locked out of his house while his family is gone, so he spends the night at Y/N’s place, trying to keep his crush on her a secret

→ Preview: "You don't have anywhere to stay, do you?" You ask, a small smile stretching across your lips. Hongseok flushed, surprised by your touch, but shook his head. Your fingers slip away from his as you turn to leave. Hongseok's shoulders slump in disappointment, watching you recede with a frown.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Let's go, silly!" You giggle cheerfully, waving Hongseok towards you with a well-manicured hand. Hongseok stares at you in confused bewilderment, not moving an inch. You sigh, firmly placing both of your hands on your hips, delivering Hongseok an exasperated look.

"Hongseok, I'm offering to let you stay the night at my place.”

Read the Fic Here: Staying The Night

[leedosbunnyboy]

Yang Hongseok; Wallace In Wonderland

Table of Contents | Chapter 1

Warning(s): cursing, death, suicidal thoughts, suicide attempts, mention of self harm scars, pills, mentions of rape

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"Levantate mijo, you have to get to school."

"Mom, I'm 20. I'm going to college, not the 1st grade." I explained to my mom.

"Yeah, 20 and can't wake himself up, apurale." My mom chided as she made her exit.

I laugh at her joke and get up.

Wish those times could've lasted.

"Ma, did you take your medicine?" I asked her.

"Yes mijo." She said and showed me her pack of pills, the required daily amount missing.

"Okay, I have to go, love you." I say and peck her cheek on my way out.

Wish I could've spent more time with her.

"Where is she?!" I asked as I rushed into the hospital.

"She's in there, but..." The doctor trailed off.

"But what?!"

"The cancer has spread. We thought it would stay in her chest, but it's moved to her brain." The doctor hesitates to finish his sentence.

"She's not gonna make it." He states.

I only nod and head into her room.

"Ma...?" My voice cracked as I quietly called out for her.

"I'm sorry mijo." She sadly said.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked as I sat in the chair next to her bed.

"I didn't want to worry you." She said.

"Well now I'm even more worried." I sob to her.

"Don't cry." She weakly reaches out and wipes my tears.

"How am I supposed to not cry? How am I supposed to go on without you?" I wept.

"You'll manage. You're my son, I raised you strong." She said.

"But if you still need something to remember me, here." She handed me a small necklace with a playing card embroidered on the charm.

"What is this?" I ask her.

"A token." She simply said.

"What am I supposed to do with this?" I asked again.

"It'll help you make some new friends to take care of you." She said.

"Mom, what do you mean? You're making no sense." I tell her.

"You'll know soon-." Her sentence was cut off by a fit of coughs as sirens began to ring.

"Mom, don't go!" I cried as I knew what was happening.

Doctors ran in and two pulled me away from her.

"Sir, we're sorry." One said as we had made our way outside the room.

♤•♡•One Month Later•◇•♧

I sadly look at the charm while thinking about what she meant.

"I'll know soon my ass." I say and throw it af the wall.

The only thing that accomplished was add more mess to my disheveled apartment.

Packs of ramen and mazapan litter my floor.

Along with the wrappers, a bottle of pills stands out to me.

"Maybe it wouldn't be a bad idea." I think.

I stand up and grab the bottle.

I open the cap and pop a few into my hand.

"Don't hesitate. Don't think about yourself you selfish bitch. Don't you wanna see mom?" A small voice says in my head.

I sigh and return the pills to their container.

I think back to what she had told me; "You'll manage. You're my son, I raised you strong."

I head to my kitchen and decide to finally eat for once.

I roll up my sleeves and I'm meet with dozens of cuts decorating my arms.

I put it off and start boiling water for the ramen.

Once I'm done, I add the ramen and just sit around waiting for that to cook.

"Just take the damn pills. You know you've got nothing left to live for. You dropped out of school, cut off all your friends, and lost the last family member you had." It continued to pester me.

I ignored it to the best of my ability and turned off the stove as the ramen has finished.

I stared at the bowl of fresh noodles and began to realize how unappealing it seemed to be.

I tossed the ramen and made my way back to my room.

I picked up the bottle of pills and hurriedly opened it.

I took as many pills as my hand could fit and quickly swallowed them.

Before drowsiness could overwhelm me, I noticed the charm shining amidst the clutter of mess.

I picked it up and laid down in bed.

I smiled contentedly and let the feeling of sleep wash over me.

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"He's waking up!"

"Shh, you'll startle him."

"Says the giant."

I wake up to the sight of three guys looking at me curiously.

"Umm... Hi?" One says.

"Hi?" I says and begin to observe my surroundings.

Everything is brightly colored and I spot... flowers singing?

"Where the fuck am I?" I blurt out.

"What do you mean?" The tall boy asks.

"I mean, where am I. What is this place?" I rephrase.

"Wonderland; where else would you be?" The boy with blue hair answers.

"Wonderland?" I ask in shock.

"Well yeah, what kind of places have you been to?" The tall boy asks.

"No, you've got to be fucking with me." I defensively say.

"How would we be 'fucking with you'?" A short man with a top hat says.

"Wonderland isn't real. It's just some place my mom made up to tell me stories as a kid." I exclaim.

"Well, I don't know what your mom's told you, but Wonderland is real." The top hat man says.

"Say, don't you think he looks like Auntie Lupita?" The tall boy asks.

"Now that you say it, yeah." The blue haired boy says.

"How do you know Lupita?" I ask them.

"She used to visit us and take care of us when we were little." Blue haired boy says.

"How do you know Lupita?" Top hat man counters.

"She's- was my mother." I retract my original statement.

"Woah, really?!" Tall boy says.

"Come to think of it, Auntie did always tells us about her 'original world', but I always thought she was just telling tall tales." Blue boy says.

"You don't think this boy's Lupita's son from some other world?" Top hat asks.

"I mean, it would be the only logical solution. He did kinda fall from the sky." Tall boy says.

"What's your name kid?" Top hat asks.

"(M/n)." I answer.

"Well I'm Jinho." The top hat answers.

"I'm Yan An." Blue boy asks.

"And I'm Wooseok." The tall boy answers.

"I must be insane. I'm talking to the Mad Hatter, March Hare, and Dorm Mouse." I quietly exclaim.

"Who?" Wooseok asks.

"Nevermind. Do you guys know a way out of here?" I ask them.

"Sorry, but no. We don't even know how you got here." Jinho says.

"Would you like to come with us since you don't have anywhere to go?" Wooseok offers.

I stare into space conflicted.

Yes, I dont know them, and they could possibly just be rapists luring me into some trap.

But that wouldn't explain how they know mom, and I'm assuming this is what her cryptic last words meant.

"Okay." I sigh.

"Yay!" Wooseok and Yan An cheer.

"Come on (M/n)!" Yan An says and takes my hand as we make our way on a blue and pink road.

"Where are we going?" I ask.

"To Hui's house." Yan An explains.

"You'll meet him soon." Jinho says, already sensing my confusion.

I nod and we continue on our way towards this Hui's house.

"(M/n), may I ask you a question?" Wooseok asks.

"You kinda already did, but yes." I respond.

"You don't seem like the standard Korean I've met, are you foreign?" He asks.

"Kinda, my dad was Korean and my mom was Hispanic, but I've lived in Korea all my life." I explain to him.

"What's Korea like? Lupita always told us about it, but I just assumed it wasn't real." Yan An asks.

"It's like a little slice of Heaven. Does it have many flaws, yes. But I wouldn't want to live anywhere else." I tell them.

"What do you mean flaws?" Wooseok curiously asks.

"Well, as someone who's mixed, I do face alot of racism. And the fact that I'm gay doesn't really do me any favors." I tell them.

"Well you wont have to worry about that here. Everything is inclusive, and I dont think I've ever met a straight person." Yan An says.

I laugh at his last statement before my gaze lies upon a house made out of a giant mushroom.

"We're here." Jinho says.

He knocks on the door and a man holding a cigar answers.

"Jinho. Did you guys find out what that thing that fell out of the sky was?" Hui asks, colorful smoke leaving his lips.

"Yeah, it was just some kid who says he's from Auntie's world." Jinho explains.

"He also Auntie's son!" Wooseok announces.

"This kid's Lupita's son?" Hui asks.

"Apparently." Jinho sighs.

"Come in. I'll call everyone else." Hui says and invites us in.

His home is decorated with small trinkets and pastel wallpaper.

My eyes are attracted to a tea set used as a centerpiece in his kitchen.

"It's a beautiful set isn't it?" Hui asks me, obviously noticing my admiration.

"It really is." I say.

"Chamomile or Jasmine?" He offers.

"Jasmine please." I tell him, and he heads to start the brew.

He finishes quickly and comes back with a cup of tea.

"Here you go." He hands it to me.

"Hey! I want tea too!" Yan An whines.

"I only offered it to...?"

"(M/n)." I tell him.

"Only for (M/n) since he's my guest. You come here to leech off me every day." Hui scolds him.

Yan An sits and pouts.

"It's amazing." I say after I took my first sip.

"I do pride myself on my tea making." Hui smirks.

Once I finished I brought it to the sink.

"(M/n) there's no need. I could do it for you." Hui offers.

"It's fine really. My mom always told me to clean up after myself." I say and begin delicately cleaning the teacup.

A knock on the door grabs everyone's attention.

"They must be here." Jinho says and heads to open the door.

Four men step inside, each continuing to fit the the descriptions of the characters my mom told me about.

"So this is the mystery boy everyone's talking about." A man resembling the White Rabbit offers me his hand.

"The name's Kino, pleasure to meet you." He says and kisses my hand.

"Hi, I'm Yuto." A deep voiced man greets me.

"And I'm Shinwon." A rapsy voiced man greets me next.

I assumed that these two were the twins Tweedledee and Tweedledum.

"I'm Hongseok." A man with cat eyes shakes my hand.

"And you are?" The Cheshire man asks.

"I'm (M/n)." I tell him.

"So this is the guy who fell out of the sky?" Kino asks.

"Yeah, he's also Auntie's son." Jinho says.

"Wow!" Yuto and Shinwon exclaim.

"You mean he's from the 'other world' Auntie always told us about?" Hongseok asks.

I nod.

"And I'd really like to return there." I say.

"Well, lucky for you darling. I happen to know a way out." Kino says.

"Really?!" I exclaim. Feeling excited for the first time in a while.

"I hate to inform you that it won't be an easy trip though." He continues.

"I don't care. Anything to get home." I say.

"I don't mean difficult as in a tiring trip. I mean, it's possible you won't make it." Kino sadly says.

"Then I'll be willing to make that sacrifice." I boldly state.

"With that kind of determination, he's definitely Auntie's kid." Hui says

"Well come on darling, and we'll begin our journey." Kino holds his hand out for me.

I take it, and we're about to exit when..

"Where do you two think you're going... without us?" Wooseok asks.

All of them nod in agreement and stand up.

"Why are all of you so eager to help me?" I ask.

"Because your mother gave us so much, and while we never got to directly pay her back. We're gonna make sure to repay her by helping you." Yuto says.

I nod and make my way outside.

"Hold your horses kid!" Shinwon exclaims.

"Yes?" I ask.

"Calm down kid. Let us prepare and we'll start our journey tomorrow." Jinho says.

I nod in acknowledgment head back inside.

"Where will I be staying?" I ask.

"That... is a good question." Hui pauses to think.

"He can stay with me." Hongseok blurts out.

"Would you be fine with that?" Hui asks.

"As long as Hongseok is." I say.

"Alright, head to bed everyone. We'll sleep early to get a head start on our journey." Hui says, and everyone heads to their respective rooms.

"Come on." Hongseok says and grabs my hand.

We step in, and I admire the violet and magenta aesthetic of his room.

"You don't have to worry about anything. I'll take the couch." He says and begins to set up the couch.

"Thank you for this." I say.

"You don't have to thank me. I honestly see this as an obligation." Hongseok says.

"What do you mean?" I ask him.

"Although everyone else had a nice relationship with Auntie, I always distanced myself. I was always quiet as a kid, but I also didn't want to just accept her into my life so easily." He explains.

"Why not?" I question.

"After my parents had died, I was left all alone within Wonderland. I don't know what your mother told you about this place, but it's not all bright and nice. I had to survive by myself in the woods until Auntie found me. She brought me back here to meet everyone else, and I couldn't thank her enough for that. But I was still a lost, angry, and confused child. Now though, I realize she was the best thing to every happen in my life. So now, I'm gonna be your personal bodyguard." Hongseok says.

"Thank you." I say.

Hongseok smiles and ruffles my hair.

"Get some sleep (M/n). We'll get you home soon." He says and turns off the lights.

"Goodnight Hongseok." I say.

"Goodnight (M/n." He replies.

And with that, I look forward to getting back home.