#yeosang imagine

[myloveforyunho]

omg omg omg omg omg omg imagine yeosang getting overstim???????????????????????????????????????

HIS WHINESSSSS.

i just imagine him as such a whiny boy… begging you & pleading you to just let him finally cum. making fun of him when his cock twitches when you pull away, him whining your name out and his cheeks turning pink. his blonde hair is disheveled at this point, fluffy strands sticking to his neck and forehead from the sweat beads due to overstimulation.

“please jagi… let me cum..” he began to cry as you rubbed the tip of his wet cock, looking down at how desperate his cock is to cum. you bite your lip as he catches your eye, his tears streaming down his cheek. no matter how bad you wanted to feel about his crying, you just couldn’t, he wanted this. he begs for these moments. breathlessly moans emitting from him, sounding like mere cries when the time comes.

that’s when his stomach started to constrict, which is a sign he is about to climax. his head started to loll back, his mouth starting to open agape. he started to get quiet, his moans fading which is not a good sign. he is starting to focus on cumming which is against your guy’s rules, his mind not caring any further about the repercussions of cumming. he started to look at you, a small smile on his face as his eyes give you a testy look.

“yeosang, don’t you dare…” his body started to convulse slightly, the tightness in his stomach being relieved. his cock twitches as it spurts warm silky cum onto his chest, his body twisting towards you a bit as some of his cum sprays onto your arm. with every twitch of his cock comes a slap to his stomach, yeosang looking down to see his embarrassing mess and aching balls. he gulps, pulling his legs to his chest lightly as he awaits your next move. you card your fingers through his hair, pulling on his hair lightly to turn him towards you.

“i’m sorry….” he whispers into the space between you both, his puppy eyes making you blush. you lean down to give him a kiss which surprises him, taking your finger and wiping his neck.

“awhhh, my baby….” you hold his face, yeosang softening into your grip, bringing your finger to his lips, “looks like you’re going to have to lick up every.. bit of.. mess….”

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[1ovewoo]

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cw/tags: fem reader, unprotected sex, thigh fucking (hongjoong), wet and messy (seonghwa), kitchen sex (yunho), spit (yeosang), anal sex (san), kinda rough sex, spit, big dick (mingi), oral (m receiving) (wooyoung), fingering (jongho)

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you and hongjoong wrapped in a passionate embrace, your tits rubbing against his chest and your tongues tangled together as he steadily thrusts between your thighs, gripping your waist and ass as you both groan into each other’s mouths. the feeling of his slick cock rubbing right up against your clit, so close to just slipping inside where you need him most, drives you mad and you shake your hips, squeezing your thighs tighter around him in the hopes that he’ll fuck you properly soon.

soft moans fall from seonghwa’s lips as he watches you get yourself off on him, grinding your dripping pussy on his cock and making him cum, spurts of white painting your stomach as you help him through his high. frantically slipping his cock inside of you and grinding and bouncing on him until you come, your juices flowing out around him and dripping onto the sheets as you come down, playing with your clit.

yunho can hardly wait for you to get through your front door before he’s pulling off your tight black dress and slipping your panties to the side so he fuck you over the countertop, your leg lifted for better access and his hands gripping your hips as he thrusts into you, relishing in the sound of your sweet moans and the feeling of your tight little pussy clenching around him.

yeosang takes his time teasing you, rubbing you through your pajama pants before he slips them off to get access to your bare pussy. he slowly spreads your lips apart and takes a moment to admire, smiling softly when you start whining for him to give you something more. he gives in to your sweet pleas and spits straight into your hole before sitting up and grabbing his cock, grinding it against your aching clit and sighing in relief.

san couldn’t have been more thrilled that you let him have you like this, bent over and slicked up for him. he strokes himself a few times before easing himself into your pink, puckered hole, gently thrusting and pushing his heavy cock further and further into you, groaning at the feeling of fucking your ass for the first time. you can’t hold back the soft moans spilling from your lips as you reach back and spread yourself wider for him as the pace of his hips grows quicker.

mingi slips an arm under your leg, hitching it up to give him a better angle to pound his fat cock into you, bodies pressed close together as your exchange messy kisses, tongues tangling and spit slipping down between your chins. he can’t help but grab at your hips tight enough to bruise as you slide up the bed from the force of his thrusts, the pleasure nearly overwhelming him as he grinds into your wet heat.

playing with wooyoung’s cock through his shorts, his thumb slipping into your mouth, making your eyes flutter as you glance up at him and suck, tightening your fist over him before letting go and letting him slip his pants down, freeing his heavy cock. spitting on it and slipping him into your mouth, taking your time giving him head while he sweetly strokes your hair, your back, grabs at your ass and groans in pleasure.

your desperate moans are like music to jongho’s ears as he fingers you, twisting and pumping his fingers into you at a lazy pace and smirking down at your writhing figure beneath him. the way you squirm and grasp at your own thighs in pleasure makes his ego soar, head feeling fuzzy as he revels in the feeling of your tight, wet heat wrapped around him. teasing you, he pulls his fingers out and lifts them to your mouth for you to suck clean.

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[hwathinker]

3:38AM

"go ahead baby, move for me." yeosang said. you're currently being trapped in his embrace, hips being locked together as his cock twitches inside you

what was the cause of this you asked? starting off with your position in the bed, his legs being placed in between yours, his arm under your head as the other holding you close. his pretty face is just so pretty you can't help but to stare at it and just.. got heated up. his sleeping form himself is breathtaking. now, you're on top of him as you squirm, begging him to fuck you.

"yeo please... i'm sorry i didn't mean to do that earlier.." you groan, trying to escape his tight hug. "mmh.. this cock isn't gonna help itself, baby." he threw his head back to the bedhead, arms locked tight still. he thrusts his hips up, meeting your g spot right away as he moans. "please i'll do anything yeo, baby please?" you begged, leaning in to kiss his jawline. yeosang loosens his grip on you. putting his hands on your hips as yours meets his shoulder.

"then, bend over for me."

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oops i think it ends just right here! 🤭 sorry pooks but im getting ready a new one for my birthday special 💞 it might be seonghwa... or maybe hongjoong ;)

[stayteezdreams]

Petnames x Ateez

Pairings: OT8 x Reader *No pronouns are used, but some of the names for the reader do incline towards more feminine readers.

A/N: These are just some personal headcanons I thought of. I hope you like them~

Hongjoong:

Hongjoong often uses the classic 'Baby' or 'Babe' on a daily basis.

With Baby it is often used as 'My Baby'

'Darling' or 'Sweetheart' on occasion but only when it's the two of you.

You refer to him as 'Babe' as well.

But sometimes, especially if the two of you are in a joking and teasing mood, you call him 'Captain'

If he tells you to do something or asks you to grab him something you yell out 'Yes Captain!" often with a salute.

It makes him laugh every time.

Though, be warned, not to use Captain in a serious tone, otherwise you will get more than you bargained for (ooor you'll get exactly what you wanted).

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Seonghwa:

Seonghwa is definitely into romantic pet-names.

This includes things like 'Flower', 'Darling', 'Sweetheart', and 'Love',

He thinks pet-names like this show the kind of sweet romantic adoring love that he has for you.

He doesn't use pet-names in front of others, only nicknames (but usually just your name)

If he accidentally uses a pet-name in front of the others, they do tease him, and he gets flustered (its cute)

You call him 'Babe' most often but when you use names like or 'Sweetheart' or 'Love' he get's this adorable smile on his face.

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Yunho:

Yunho's go to pet-name is 'Little One'.

It does not matter if you are 10 inches shorter than him or 1.

He also likes other names that connect to your height (he uses these more often if his s/o is under 5'5")

'Shortcake' 'Munchkin' 'Tiny' 'Shorty'

On the other side of this he will use cuter pet-names like 'Sweetie' 'Sweetheart' and 'Honey'

He likes when you call him 'Honey' or 'My Darling'

Joking pet-names for him are 'Tree-boy', 'Giant' or 'Goliath' (you use these when you need him to grab something for you)

"Hey Goliath why are the snacks so damn high up?!" "So you can't get them!" "Wanna bet?!"

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Yeosang:

Yeosang is a classic romantic.

So his pet-names often include 'Darling' 'Honey' 'Sweetheart' or 'My Love', he also uses "Dear" in response to you calling him.

"Yeosang" "Yes, Dear??"

He also likes to attach pet-names to inside jokes.

That one times at the park when some kids nearby were blowing bubbles and they floated over to you and you got excited?

Well, you were 'Bubbles' for about three weeks.

You get excited about a cupcake he bought you?

Congratulations you are now 'Cupcake'. This one stuck a little longer than Bubbles did.

Your pet-names for Yeosang are often 'Love' and 'Babe'

He get's a cute smile on his face when you call him Love, as that is his favorite

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San:

Big fan of 'My love', especially when he wants to make you all gooey.

Also likes to use 'Sweetheart' a lot.

I also think, like Seonghwa, San would use a pet-name like 'Flower', or more specifically something like 'Sunflower', 'Petal', or 'Blossom'.

When he is feeling more romantic, he will refer to you as 'My Heart' and on occasion likes to call you 'Sugar'

Besides his nicknames of (Sannie and Mountain), you call him things like "Dimples", 'Hot Stuff' and 'Lover' to make him smile or get flustered.

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Mingi:

I think a well known headcanon in the fandom is Mingi calling his s/o Princess, which I do think is very accurate.

But another pet-name I think he would use a lot is 'Babe' and/or 'Baby girl'

If he is feeling super cutesy and goofy, he will bombard you with pet-names like 'Snookums' or 'Pookie' (you aren't sure where he learned these, and he wont tell you)

You got into the habit of calling him 'Pookie' as well, but if you ever do this in front of the others, you owe him SO MUCH, he will never forgive you.

You also call him 'Handsome' mot often, and sometimes 'Baby Girl' to really get his attention

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Wooyoung:

Another one whose go to is 'Babe' or 'Baby', but he also uses 'Honey' as well.

Babe is the daily, Baby is used when he is needy or whiny, and Honey is used when he is asking for something or trying to get your attention (usually from across the house)

He often greets you with 'Hey cutie' and you reply with 'Hey gorgeous' (cue his big smile)

Your go to pet-name for him is 'Gorgeous', but you often call him 'Babe' as well.

You also all him 'Boo' because once you called out to him and mixed up 'Woo' and 'Babe' and it made him giggle and became a normal thing for you to call him.

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Jongho:

Jongho does not use pet-names or nicknames as often as the others.

But when he does, it is always when you are alone, and usually if you are sick or tired, or if he is sleepy.

He will mumble a cute 'Baby' or 'Honey' as he cuddles with you or checks on you.

When he is feeling lovey and mushy, and wants to brighten your mood he will compliment you a lot and use names like 'My Baby' or 'My sweetheart'.

You call him 'Babe' or 'Jjong' most often, but when you really want his attention, or if he is feeling down, you hit him with the 'My Love', and he gets a little pink tint in his cheeks and a cute smile.

When in a teasing mood, you call him the 'Apple of my eye', he always rolls his eyes, but secretly loves it.

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𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞-𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐞 | ateez ensemble

a geondal/organised crime!ateez series

𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚢𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚜 : You just wanted to live, never wanted to be rich, yet ten years later, you are swimming in money— planning to drown in it, and maybe because it's fate, there's a bounty put on you by a past you didn't know would catch up.

As their secret getaway driver to success, your men say you should be more careful, but it's been a while nobody knew what you are capable of, hasn't it?

It's time for one final ride, Y/N.

𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎 : noir, smut | korean mafia/geondal!au | chaebol!ceo!au

𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 : korean mafia, organised crime, chaebol (the rich in korea), toxic masculinity, brothels, prostitution; porn with plot, everybody wants reader (ateez ensemble x fem!reader), reader is milf (without the child part), please refer to each part for more specific warnings

𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜 : on-going

chapters under the cut~

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𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔳𝔢 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢 | san : seonghwa | 18.2k

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off limits [bro's 500 — yeosang]

[best friend's sibling, suggestive, college, yeosang/reader]

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content: suggestive, kissing, flirting, completely consensual!

You knew that it was wrong. You knew it, but that didn’t stop you from having feelings for your friend’s brother. How could you not? He was the sweetest goddamn being on Earth, he looked like a Roman statue, he was more shredded than pulled pork, and just an amazing man, brother, friend— Yeosang was everything. He was everything and yet something that you could not have; not in good conscious at least.

You seriously hated your friend for tempting you with him, though. It was part of the code— you don’t fall for your friend’s siblings, and yet, she continued to put you into situations where the man unknowingly tempted you like the devil. For instance, your friend dragged you to one of Yeosang’s frat party despite you begging and pleading for her to not drag you.

The Alpha Theta Zeta fraternity was notorious on campus. You, at first, thought that ATZ was both a fraternity and sorority because apparently they were women friendly, but that only meant that their parties were women dominated because the men of the frat were the most sought out bachelors on campus. So, when you found out that your best friend’s brother was part of it, your heart lurched in both fear and excitement.

“I know that the ATZ frat parties aren’t your thing, Y/N, but I really didn’t want to go alone,” Yeosang’s sister, Yeojin, explained.

“Your brother is there, though?” you pointed out.

“Yeah, but, he’s always busy with his friends… I also hate going there alone, you know?”

“…You’re going to abandon me the second we get there, aren’t you?”

“I love you, Y/N! Thank you so much for coming with me!” Yeojin hugged you happily.

“Yeah, yeah— you owe me,” you responded while rolling your eyes.

Yeojin grinned before opening the door to the frat house with a grand flourish. The second the two of you walked into a threshold, a familiar voice cheered and called your name. Before the person could even get to the two of you, Yeojin slipped into crowd, leaving you to fend for yourself.

“Y/N! I can’t believe you’re actually here!” Wooyoung, one of the other frat brothers, approached you with a giddy, drunk smile.

“H-hey, yeah…” you managed weakly.

“Let’s get some drinks into you,” San, another one of the frat brothers, hugged you from behind and immediately dragged you to the kitchen.

Upon entering the kitchen, there were two things you immediately noted: one was that there were an insane amount of empty beer cans littered along the kitchen island, and two was that Yeosang was standing in the kitchen pouring himself a drink. You felt your face get hot, and you desperately wanted to run away, but San’s hold on you was incredibly tight, and Wooyoung was right next to you. You were sandwiched between the two, unfortunately, and there was nowhere else you could go.

“Oh, Y/N,” Yeosang greeted you warmly with a smile that shattered your entire existence. “Fancy seeing you here. Did Yeojin drag you here?”

“Y-yeah—”

“Of course she did, otherwise Y/N would definitely not be here!” Wooyoung said loudly and right into your ear— he was definitely drunk.

“Well, I’m glad she did,” Yeosang let out a slight giggle. “It’s nice to see you.”

You felt your face heat up immediately. Yeosang’s little laugh was like music to your ears— music that drowned out the loud thumping of the base, the shrill of the EDM, and the sound of your rapidly beating heart.

“What’re you drinking tonight?” Yeosang asked as he finished making his own drink.

“Whatever you recommend,” you answered.

With a nod, Yeosang got to work making your drink, earning multiple complaints from the loud boy next to you.

“No fair! Whenever I ask you to make me a drink, you tell me to do it myself!” Wooyoung whined. “Why does Y/N get all the love? What about me?”

“It’s because you’re so picky with your drinks, Woo,” San answered on behalf of Yeosang, who merely rolled his eyes at Wooyoung. “Do you want me to make you a drink?”

“Yes, please! Thank you, Sannie,” Wooyoung gushed before pressing himself right next to his friend.

“That drink better be water— that boy needs to sober the fuck up,” another one of the frat bros, Hongjoong, walked into the kitchen. “If I have to clean his vomit off the rug again, I’ll kill you first, San.”

“Boo, you’re such a buzzkill, Joong,” Wooyoung shot Hongjoong a stink eye.

Before Wooyoung could launch into a monologue about how Hongjoong was ruining his buzz and that he was “perfectly fine” and “not drunk at all”, San led him out of the kitchen, leaving you alone with Yeosang and Hongjoong.

“Here’s your drink,” Yeosang slid the drink to you skillfully, the drink stopping right before you on the kitchen island.

“Thanks,” you squeaked out.

You took a sip of the drink and immediately smiled— usually, the taste of alcohol burned your tongue and throat, and it usually made you want to just switch to a soda or something, but Yeosang’s cocktail didn’t taste like alcohol at all. You knew that he had poured an insane amount of vodka into the drink, but you didn’t taste the vodka at all. Magical.

“Oh, wow! Y/N is here! Mingi, you owe me five bucks,” Yunho laughed happily upon seeing you.

The giants of the frat, Yunho and Mingi, waltzed into the kitchen to get refills of their own drinks.

“You really bet money on Y/N not showing up? That’s low,” Hongjoong commented as all of you watched Mingi fish cash out of his wallet.

“I blame the booze,” Mingi grumbled before offering you a slight hug. “Seriously, though. Glad you made it, Y/N.”

“Listen, I wouldn’t mind coming to these parties more if you guys fixed the state of your bathroom,” you explained. “At least have toilet paper stocked up for crying out loud.”

“That’s Seonghwa’s fault. He’s usually in charge of cleaning the house,” Hongjoong said with a sigh.

“How about you buy toilet paper this time instead of bleeding my wallet dry!” Seonghwa, upon hearing his name, hollered from the other room.

“We were talking about cleaning, knucklehead! If you’re so pressed about money just take my credit card next time— wait, that’s a terrible idea,” Hongjoong grimaced.

“No take backs!”

“Dammit!”

You couldn’t help but laugh at the interaction between the boys. When they weren’t being flirts or horny toads, they were actually really fun to talk to. Honestly, you wouldn’t mind spending more time with them in general, just not in a dirty, stinky frat house. Anywhere but a dirty, stinky frat house.

“Hey, let’s do some shots!” Yunho announced to the people in the kitchen while grabbing a bottle of tequila.

“Y/N, can I lick the salt off you? Preferably your neck?” Mingi asked cheekily.

“How about we do shots of vodka or whiskey instead?” you frowned and pushed Mingi away with a singular finger.

“I second vodka. I don’t want to mix my hard liquors today,” Yeosang added helpfully.

Yunho, listening to the both of you, set the bottle of tequila down and poured out five shots of vodka into little plastic shot glasses. You all clinked the shot glasses before downing the vodka. Yeosang’s drink was truly magical because he used the same vodka that Yunho used for the shots, but the vodka by itself burned like hell. Before you could even ask, Yeosang stood right next to you and handed you a chaser, saving you from acid reflux.

“Thanks,” you murmured to the boy.

“Anytime.” Yeosang responded softly. “Do you want to—”

“One more! How could you do shots without me?!” Wooyoung barged back into the kitchen, San and Jongho, another frat bro, trailing behind.

“Absolutely not! You’re still wasted, Wooyoung!” Hongjoong immediately declined.

“No, he’s not,” Yeojin entered the kitchen— immediately making you shift away from her brother— along with Seonghwa. “He just spun around in circles, then walked in a straight line as if nothing happened.”

“Yeah, I’m not drunk, I’m just happy!”

With a little huff, Hongjoong conceded and poured more shots for the ten of you that were in the kitchen. Yeojin ended up pushing herself in between you and Yeosang, making you stand closer to Mingi as you all reached for your shots. You all clinked the plastic shot glasses, the shots disappearing one by one. You immediately followed the shot with the chaser that Yeosang saved you with, the burn and the buzz of the vodka finally starting to affect your body. You ended up pressing your chest right against Mingi’s arm as you reached for another chaser.

“Y/N,” Mingi let out a throaty chuckle, sending shivers down your spine. “Are you doing this on purpose?”

“If you mean grabbing soda, then yes, I am,” you responded slowly, still completely unaware of the fact that you were pressing closer and closer to Mingi.

Finally, you managed to snag a bottle of soda and poured yourself more, separating your body from Mingi’s. Mingi took the bottle from you after you finished and set it aside before standing closer to you.

“Will you let me do that tequila shot now?”

“You can do whatever you want, Mingi, but you are still not licking salt off me.”

“Are you sure?”

Mingi’s lips were right by your ear, his warm breath hitting your neck. Before you could say or do anything, Yeojin startled the two of you when she shouted through cupped hands, “Jongho, Seonghwa, and I are going on a fast food run! Anyone want anything?”

“Me! I do!” Mingi said excitedly while raising his hand and running over to your friend.

You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding and placed a hand over your rapidly beating heart. Leaving your chaser on the kitchen island, you slinked out of the kitchen and out to the backyard of the frat.

The frat house backyard was interesting to say the least. You had to take stairs to go down to the actual yard itself, so the second you went through the door, you were standing at what you could only describe as a balcony. Leaning on the railing slightly, you looked at the people in the yard below dancing, flirting, living up their college lives.

“Y/N?”

You turned to see Yeosang holding two red solo cups and a gentle smile on his face that made your heart flutter. He stepped out onto the balcony and stood next to you, the smile only getting sweeter as he looked at you. Your slightly drunk self desperately wanted to lean onto Yeosang and rest your head on his shoulder. He handed you one of the cups— water. Perfect. You took a sip and did your best to clear your head, hoping the buzz would wear off somewhat quickly.

“How’re you holding up?”

“I’m doing okay… Mingi was a little much, though,” you couldn’t help but laugh as you slyly scooted closer to him.

“Thank god Yeojin is going on that food run. Mingi desperately needs it.”

You heart fell. Hearing your friend’s name definitely stopped you from getting closer to Yeosang. He was your friend’s brother— how could you forget that? As much as you were drawn to him, as much as every fiber of your entire being wanted him, you were not allowed. You did not want to break your friend’s trust. Not at all.

“You okay? Your face kinda fell there,” Yeosang asked gently, his hand nearing your face.

You couldn’t help but move away slightly, guilt pricking at your skin like a cactus. Your grip on the railing got tighter, your knuckles nearly turning white as you tried to regain your sanity. Yeosang looked absolutely gutted when you leaned away from him, making you feel not only guilty but horrible because the boy was genuinely worried about you, and you could tell based off the way his eyebrows drooped.

“Sorry, I just…” you trailed off, unable to voice your thoughts.

“Y/N, you know you can talk to me, right?” Yeosang’s low voice got even lower, and he placed a reassuring hand on yours, making your skin prick, your spine tremble, and your heart and head waver.

The words got stuck in the back of your throat. You wanted to tell him, but you simply could not tell him. You felt like the world would end if you confessed your feelings for him. But, there was something about the way he was rubbing your hand, trying so hard to calm you and assure you that everything would be alright, that made you just want to grab onto him and never let go.

“I think… I need a drink before I can say anything,” you said while clearing your throat.

“Would you like mine? I’ve been drinking it so I promise it’s not spiked,” Yeosang said as he offered you his cup. “Also, I’m perfectly healthy, so don’t worry if you’re scared about getting sick.”

It wasn’t that you were scared of getting sick— it was the thought of you having an indirect kiss with Yeosang if you drank from his cup that made you dizzy. Still, you nodded and took his cup because, as much as you would love to do a shot of liquid courage, you didn’t want to break this moment between you and Yeosang. You took a good swig of his (still very magical) drink and let out a deep breath while handing the cup back to Yeosang.

“I can’t betray Yeojin,” you uttered. “She’s my best friend, and you’re her brother.”

“What are you talking about, Y/N?” Yeosang asked carefully.

“I… I really like you, Yeosang—”

Yeosang cut you off by bringing his lips to yours. You could taste the lingering alcohol on his lips as they enveloped your lower lip, sucking lightly and tugging gently. He cupped your cheek with his warm hand and brought your face towards him even more, your noses brushing with every kiss. You felt your face heat up more and more with every passing second, and it only got worse when his hand moved to your neck, his feather-light touch tickling the nape of your neck and sending tingles through your nerves. A soft moan left your lips when Yeosang ended your string of kisses. A sly smile spread across his face as he observed your flushed one.

“You have no idea how badly I wanted to kiss you,” Yeosang stated, his low voice setting your brain cells on fire. 

“I— Me too– I mean,” you stuttered, your head still scrambled. “Fuck, that was amazing.”

Yeosang took the solo cups from you and set them aside before pulling you into his soft yet also firm chest, his strong arm wrapping around your waist and holding you as close to him as possible. He kissed you again, your entire body lurching with excitement and desire as his lips overtook yours passionately. His other hand rested on the nape of your neck once again, his fingers lacing through the hair on the back of your head.

“God, I seriously can’t get enough,” Yeosang uttered in between kisses. “You’re addicting, Y/N.”

“I could say the same to you,” you whispered back.

As much as you wanted to make out with him even more, you desperately needed to surface for air. You pushed against him lightly and let out little pants as you held onto him tightly to steady yourself.

“You know, I’m actually kind of surprised you like me back,” your heart jittered when you heard him say that— you couldn’t believe that Yeosang, the boy you were crushing on hard, liked you back. “You always avoid me during these parties, so I just assumed you weren’t into me like that.”

“I— I’m very much into you,” you responded breathlessly. “So much so that I have to avoid you to… To maintain my sanity… And my friendship with your sister…”

He placed a finger on your lips and said, “I won’t tell her if you don’t. Let’s forget about everything tonight. Let me love you tonight.”

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yeosang with a breeding kink😳 please

a/n: definitely gonna expand on this in a fic but here's a lil timestamp for this GLORIOUS idea! 🫣 pardon the obscene song choice i just remembered noel and cody made music

17:38 — she got me in my head like a whip-it, she wanna go again right away, we just finished, we been up three days, goin' crazy, no sleep, it's like you don't even miss it. | sofia by tiny meat gang (NSFW)

"fuck, baby... look at you swallowing me whole." he groaned as pressed into you, watching his dick sheathe itself in your cunt, his thumb rubbing circles on your clit, chuckling softly as he watched your legs shake and your moans grow shaky.

"s-sang..." you whisper through the moans, your hands clenching the pillow under your head.

yeosang cursed, placing his hands on either side of your torso, "shit, say my name like that again, princess." he sighed pleasantly.

"please, sang..." you gasped, running your hand through his damp hair, looking at him, "want you so bad."

"mmhmm..." he moaned, chuckling softly as he heard your own whine of pleasure escape your lips, "you want my cum inside you, don't you? want me to fill you up?"

you nodded your head, biting your bottom lip, "want you to cum inside me."

yeosang held your hips, pounding into you, his balls slapping against your cunt in the most pleasurable way possible, "gonna fill your little pussy up with my cum, get you pregnant." he whispered in your ear, his chest pressed against yours as he held you in a mating press, "you'd look so pretty full of my cum, baby."

"fuck, sang, just do it!" you whined.

you felt his hot seed paint your velvety walls, your orgasm intensifying the feeling, your teeth biting down on his shoulder.

after a couple seconds of catching your breath, yeosang pulled out, kneeling between your legs, his hands rubbing your ankle as he scoffed, his fingers pressing into you, "keep it in there, baby." he spoke breathlessly, pushing the cum back into your tight pussy.

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[cvpitvno]

PRINCE CHARMING (part one)

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𖤐 — fem!pronouns, soulmate au, angst no comfort (in this part at least), popular!ateez, nerd!reader, one line mentioning suicide, yeosang is horrible in this

soulmates were a well-known yet foreign concept to many people.

it was plastered all over the news, magazines, or websites; finding your soulmate 101, how to tell if someone is your soulmate, what happens when you find the one? countless (read : pointless) half-assed written columns that misguided the gullible into believing everyone had a happy ending waiting for them down the road.

one of those gullible fools happened to be her.

growing up in a household full of love, kindness, and happiness, she was no stranger to the concept of soulmates. with her parents being high school sweethearts who had the ultimate soulmate meeting, and her brother finding his true love in college, soulmates had been a big part of her life from a young age.

she remembers sleepovers with friends dreaming about the day all of them would find prince charming, and get their own sparkly carriage and pair of glass slippers to which they’d wear to their perfect wedding. it was a fairytale in her eyes at that time, but the dreams and hopefulness lived with her into high school. 

every day she woke up and got ready with the mindset that ‘today could be the day that i meet him’, as she looked at the words written delicately on her wrist.

the font was pretty, cursive and fine, as it looped and swirled to make a beautiful sight to anyone that saw it. however, she knew the minute they would read the actual words inked on her wrist, they would pout in pity at her destiny.

for how were they supposed to be happy for someone whose soulmate would ridicule and put them down with the first words they speak to them.

it was disappointing looking back on the hopeful day of her sixteenth birthday – her family and she were all waiting and watching the clock tick down to midnight on the eve of her sixteenth birthday; eyes darting between the ticking hands of the clock and the blank space on her wrist. at that point in time, untainted with her future sorrows.

her mother and father held each other close, ready to get a minute look into who their baby girl would be destined to be with in life, just as her brother and his then-fiancee sat with baited breaths to see the ink fade onto her skin.

they, like her, were left in shock at the harsh words that painted themselves on her skin at the stroke of midnight.

the girl who grew up wishing, hoping, praying, and waiting for her happily ever after and prince charming, had been let down before she had even met the man; but the child, the small and hopeful girl, was still alive deep down no matter how hard she tried to pretend she didn’t know her fate.

perhaps the words were just an ugly start to a beautiful thing. 

or perhaps the man of her dreams has problems in his life that she was dying to help him through, hoping that the venom-laced words would fade into soft kisses and whispers of love.

so while she expected disappointment, she still awaited her happy ending with a slowly breaking heart, and a newfound impatience yet dread for the day she would finally meet the man she grew up calling her ‘prince charming’.

high school was hell on earth.

especially considering the kids she went to school with.

self-obsessed, headstrong, over-the-top, and just downright rude kids – kids that made her life a living hell the moment her teacher announced that she had the highest grade in a class all those years ago.

rich, popular, and pretty people didn’t take kindly to those who were smart – it didn’t matter their looks, social status, or situation; if you presented yourself as an academic threat, they sought out to make coming to school dreadful.

she did better than some other so-called nerds at her school – while they dealt with spilled milk, scrapes and bruises, or the confined spaces of lockers, she had been able to escape without much harm.

keeping her head down and blending in with the crowd was the ultimate way to remain unscathed, unbothered, and undetected.

what also made going unnoticed easier, was the extensive focus on the it boys of the school; upper classman park seonghwa and kim hongjoong, boys in her grade jeong yunho, kang yeosang, and choi san, and the lower classman song mingi, jung wooyoung, and choi jongho.

while her peers fawned, entertained, and followed the boys around, she had been able to keep on top of her studies, slip by the popular girls without being touched, and shimmied her way through the crowds of boys so she could start her trek home.

that at least would have been the case had she not been body checked by a certain black-haired beauty with the mark of an angle beside his eye.

be it the shock of hitting the ground harshly or the disturbance in her bubble of ease and quietness, she had realized that her time of peace was likely to end after this run-in with the one and only kang yeosang.

a beautifully handsome boy who held the hearts of many had a knack for music and spoke words laced so richly with ice and blades, that even a compliment coming from his mouth felt like it cut deep.

“jesus, why do you snobby little nobodies not pay attention to where you walk?” yeosang looked down his nose at the girl who looked up at him with wide eyes. “you made me spill my drink,” yeosang growled, turning on his heel and kicking dust towards the girl who’s jaw had long since dropped after her mind processed his words.

she knew eyes were on her, both from the growing crowd who gossiped at the sight of the ice prince, kang yeosang, snap on the clumsy girl, and the group of boys who sneered at her from their position near the picnic table in the school courtyard.

with bambi like legs, a skirt full of dust from the pavement, and red palms and knees, she had stood up and looked at the back of yeosang,

“it’s you! you’re my soulmate!” her words made her cringe as she let it sink in who exactly she was yelling out for. the same man that acted as if him stepping back into her path and knocking her to the ground was her doing.

silence washed over the courtyard as the crowd watched yeosang's back grow taught, steps faltering as he let your words ring in his head a few times.

god, she wished she could have just run away, but she was sure the people who gathered around would laugh and push her back towards the boy, desperate to see a showing of yet another embarrassed girl facing the harsh words of yeosang.

yeosang turned on his heel slowly, a half-assed smirk lining his lips, and while she might have imagined it, she could have sworn she’d seen something else in his eyes; something she couldn’t put her finger on.

“soulmate?” yeosang laughed at the word. “god, for a nerd like you, i’m surprised you're that dumb,” yeosang sneered at the look of gloss growing in her eyes. he stepped closer, keeping his voice loud so everyone could hear. “sorry to tell you, but someone else is gonna say the exact same thing i said to you one day – someone else in life is gonna see you for the nobody that you are and tell it like it is,” he huffed, looking at her shaking frame with disgust. “if i was your soulmate, i’d kill myself before i lowered my standards for someone like you.”

‘oh’s’ and ‘ah’s’ echoed through the courtyard; that paired with the whoops and hollers from the boys behind yeosang taunted her even more.

kang yeosang was a cruel boy, but never had he been as cruel as he’d been at that moment.

everything after that had been a blur; fleeting footsteps, the wind blowing harshly on her wet cheeks, and the blurriness of the sidewalk she fled on were all she remembered of her journey home. now, the darkness of her room, soaked pillowcase, and shaking hands were all she knew.

she hadn’t known how long she had laid in bed and cried, but she knew a considerable amount of time had passed since she had collapsed on her bed when she heard the voice of her mother echo from downstairs.

“y/n, darling, do you wanna run to the grocery store with me?” her voice grew louder and the sound of footsteps and the creaking of the staircase faded into the scene. “i need to grab some things for dinner-” her mother's voice halted as she opened her daughter's door and found the girl with bloodshot eyes, tear-stained cheeks, and lips bitten raw.

it was a far cry from the happy, composed, and sweet girl she had come to know.

“oh baby, what’s going on?” her mom hurried into the dark room, sitting on the edge of her bed as she laid a hand on what she presumed to be her daughter's thigh.

it was hard to speak; after all, she had sobbed and borderline screamed at the pain and sadness she had felt. voice raw from exertion. it took her several minutes to even compose herself enough to tell her mother what had conspired mere hours prior.

the boy she had hoped to be different, the words she had hoped were a misunderstanding, and the happily ever after the girl had dreamed about since a young age, had slipped through her fingertips and shattered in front of the entire school.

everything was torture – her chest hurt, her head pounded ferociously, and she felt as if she had no control over the shaking in her body. rejection was always a scary thing, but this was nightmare fuel. something she was sure would play on repeat in her mind every night and keep her up for hours. something she was sure could never be topped.

she wanted everything to disappear.

including that damned tattoo that burned her skin.

her mother held her as she choked on her sobs, fingers gripping the arms of her mother as she pulled her daughter in close and whispered sweet nothings into her ear. 

in that moment, the burning fondness she had for soulmates had been put out.

her hope, belief, and love for the idea of the universe putting two people together who would love, cherish, and care for each other had finally dimmed and turned to smoke.

all because of a boy named kang yeosang.

[blu-joons]

When You Take Him Bra Shopping ~ Ateez Reaction

Seonghwa:

You couldn’t help but laugh as you watched a fan scurry away, leaving Seonghwa stunned as he stood beside you down the aisle.

“Your face,” you teased, admiring how flustered Seonghwa was by your side.

“That’s going to be trending in ten minutes, I bet,” Seonghwa sighed, his shoulders shrugging as he looked away in the distance.

“It was a chance that you took here.”

A sigh escaped from Seonghwa, frustrated more by the wide grin that was etched upon your face. “You can stop enjoying the fact that I’ve been caught bra shopping with you too, it’s your fault that I’m here.”

“I’m sorry, you’re face right now is just making it impossible for me not to enjoy this.”

“Damn,” he mumbled, “my reputation, ruined.”

Your eyes rolled as Seonghwa murmured, “stop being so dramatic, I bet your fans might even like finding this out.”

“Have you lost your mind?” Seonghwa groaned, nudging your side. “They’re going to know that I’m whipped after this.”

“Well, you shouldn’t lie to your fans.”

Hongjoong:

Questionable eyes looked to Hongjoong in response to the unfamiliar silence that was following you around the aisles of bras.

“Are you alright?” You eventually asked Hongjoong, noticing how nervous he was.

“Me? Yeah…I’m fine,” Hongjoong stuttered, running his hand along his left arm as he tried to distract from his anxiousness.

“You don’t want to be here, right?”

A shy smile crept onto Hongjoong’s face in response to just how well you knew him. “It’s not really a place that I’ve shopped before, it’s not as if I’m much use when you’re the one looking for a bra either, right?”

“You can be a great use to me, why don’t you point out a bra around here that you like?”

“Really?” He quizzed, “you want my help?”

You hummed in reply as you took a hold of Hongjoong’s hand, “in a way these bras are being bought for you too if you think.”

“I guess that’s true,” Hongjoong sniggered. “Well, if you’re asking, there was one that caught my eye on the last aisle.”

“Come and show me which one.”

Yunho:

The sound of a snigger from behind you made you jump, head snapping around to look at Yunho who smiled innocently to you.

“Seriously?” You shrugged, staring at him in disbelief as another snigger came.

“I can’t help it,” he tried his best to explain to you, “it’s just weird to find myself in this position, it’s almost like a dream.”

“A dream to be bra shopping?”

Yunho nodded as you looked cluelessly back across at him, continuing to shop. “I bet if you asked pretty much any guy they would tell you that being here is like some sort of dream of heaven for them Y/N.”

“Sometimes it really scares me to think of the things that you daydream about at times.”

“I’m not that bad,” Yunho laughed, “I think.”

Your head shook as he encouraged you to continue browsing, “I didn’t think bra shopping would give you such a kick.”

“I’m just messing with you,” Yunho suddenly told you, “but it is still a little bit exciting to be around all of these bras.”

“Just stop talking about bras Yunho.”

Yeosang:

Your eyes looked back to try and find Yeosang to get his opinion, only to find him not there, but several metres away from you.

“How can I ask you from over there?” You called out loudly across to him.

“I’m too nervous to get any closer,” Yeosang explained to you in reply, “what’s the right way to act whilst bra shopping?”

“There is no right way to act.”

Yeosang took a few tentative steps towards you, swaying from side to side on his feet. “Do you really want my opinion on a bra? I mean you’re the one that’s going to end up wearing it, aren’t you?” He questioned.

“You’re the one who’s going to see me in it though, you’ve got to like it as well Yeosang.”

“Yeah,” he hummed, “that one’s great Y/N.”

You quickly raised a questionable glance back across to him, “are you just saying that so that we can get out of here?”

“I might be,” Yeosang cheekily grinned, surprised at how quickly you had managed to suss him out, “was I really that obvious?”

“You’re never able to lie to me.”

San:

The  smirk that was on San’s face caught your attention as soon as you walked past him, noticing how much he was enjoying himself.

“Stop looking so gleeful to be around bras,” you scolded in a whisper to him.

“Sorry, I can’t help it,” San innocently replied to you, holding his hands up in the air. “How else do you expect me to act here?”

“Maybe you could just be normal.”

A shake of the head came from San as he continued to look around. “There is just no way that any guy can ever be normal when they’re around this many bras, it’s like you’re giving me an impossible task.”

“I knew I should’ve come shopping by myself today, you’re so embarrassing right now San.”

“I’m not,” he chuckled, “I’m just enjoying myself.”

Your eyes rolled as he gripped at your waist, “people are staring at the two of us wondering who that weird guy is.”

“I’m not weird,” San whispered into your ear, pressing a kiss against your cheek to try and bring a smile to your face.

“You really are just impossible today.”

Mingi:

You looked to Mingi in bemusement as he took a step closer towards you, shyly positioning himself as close to you as he could.

“What’s wrong?” You asked him, allowing him to take a hold of your hand.

“I think a few fans just spotted me,” Mingi whispered into your ear, “this is going to spread like wildfire on social media.”

“You’re not doing anything wrong.”

Mingi shyly looked around as he made sure that there was no one else around looking for him. “People are going to know that I come bra shopping with you, all sorts of rumours will probably start now.”

“Do you need me to stand up for you and make sure they know what you were doing?”

“No,” Mingi chuckled, “you’ll make things worse for me.”

Your eyes widened at his response, “I was trying to be nice to you, but maybe I’ll drag this out even longer for you now.”

“Please don’t,” Mingi pleaded desperately, “I promise I’ll be nice as long as we can buy a bra and get out of here quickly.”

“You’re really hating this, aren’t you?”

Wooyoung:

A scoff came from you as Wooyoung walked across to you with several bras in his grip and a mischievous smile on his face.

“Why have you got all of them?” You sighed, shaking your head across at him.

“They’re for you,” Wooyoung shrugged as if it were obvious, “I picked out all the ones I thought would suit you.”

“You’ve picked out most of them.”

Wooyoung nodded proudly as you began to look through the ones that he had selected. “Any that are over your budget, I’ll pay for. It’s impossible for me to pick just one when I think you’ll suit all of them.”

“Is there even room in my wardrobe for all of these Wooyoung, it’ll be packed tight.”

“We can make room,” he assured you, “I’ll help you do it too.”

You struggled to hide your smile as Wooyoung spoke. “You sound pretty eager to make sure I buy all of these.”

“That’s because I am,” Wooyoung proudly responded, “honestly my mind is going into overdrive right now Y/N.”

“Right, that’s too much information.”

Jongho:

Your eyes snapped around as you heard another giggle coming from Jongho, his eyes darting all over the place nervously.

“What was that for?” You asked him, poking at Jongho to get his attention on you.

“I just feel awkward,” Jongho whispered in reply to you, scratching over the top of his head, “I don’t know what to do.”

“Just wait for me to pick one.”

Jongho nodded as you began to look along one of the hangers to try and find your size. “Can you be quick?” Jongho asked you in between yet another chorus of anxious giggles as he watched you browse.

“I’ve never seen you like this before, you’re like a giant kid beside me right now.”

“It’s strange,” he frowned, “I’ve never shopped for bras before.”

Your head shook back across at Jongho, “I’d hope you’ve never shopped for bras too otherwise I’d be questioning you.”

“Maybe next time you need a bra you can take your friends instead,” Jongho suggested, “I’m not cut out for bra shopping.”

“It’s not as funny as you think.”

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Masterlist

[pirateprincessblog]

Til the flowers start dying around us 😩

[myloveforyunho]

piercings they’d get | ateez

♪ song of the chapter

pairing: ateez x fem!reader

⊹ author’s note; sexual mentions. i need to see hongjoong with snake bites aghhh! i have snake bites & i love them ^-^

‧₊˚ ⋅ seonghwa ;

as for seonghwa, honestly i couldn't see him getting any piercings. if he were to however, he'd get the smallest stud possible on the side of his nose. but that is a big fat maybe.

he'd most likely be really sqeamish when it comes to needles, and would always try his best to watch you get your piercings; but he just couldn't...

"aishhhh.. how am i reacting worse than you and you're the one getting a needle put through your lips?" he says as he puts his hands over his ears & turns away, squeezing his eyes shut.

‧₊˚ ⋅ hongjoong ;

as hongjoong already has many piercings, i could see this man going further past his ear piercings. i can see hongjoong getting snake bite piercings, the ones with silver hoops on each side.

ever since the day he tried on fake hoop lip piercings, he fell in love. he had a feeling they’d appear more pretty once they’re actually pierced. the only thing he was worried about was your approval. this kept running thru his mind, all day, all night.

“jagiya…” hongjoong poked at your cheek.

“hmmmm??????… didn’t you just say you were going to sleep?” you asked tiredly, more or so confused; as both of you have had the light off to go to sleep for a good 30 minutes now.

“yes but i can’t sleep.. i have a question too!” hongjoong says excitedly putting his finger up in the air.

“yes baby” you giggle.

“you know… would you still find me attractive if i got snake bites?” hongjoong ponders, looking at you with straight boba eyes.

“i would find you attractive no matter what.” you spoke with the most serious tone possible, stroking his hair out of his face.

“and you’d love me the exact same?” he asks again, stroking your face now.

“yes baby i really would!” you can’t help but blush at this adorable moment.

“okay. just a thought!” he spoke as he grabbed you as if you were a body pillow, wrapping his arms around you.

“joong! can’t breathe!” you laugh desperately. the only way you would be allowed out of this contraption would be if you tickled him. and that is exactly why you’ve been in a tickle-turned-pillow fight with hongjoong.

‧₊˚ ⋅ yunho ;

yunho would be so excited to get piercings, and would talk about them non-stop until the day finally came. he chickened out and decided on a smaller piercing rather than all the exquisite ones he had chosen prior.

he had decided to get a cheekbone piercing, also known as an anti-eyebrow piercing. he’s sitting in the waiting room chair, shaking his legs looking nervous. but he also for some reason looked quite smily and excited.

he literally looked like a kid in a doctors office, nervous to get their shots, but also excited there’s going to be a lollipop reward afterwards. he looks at you with curious eyes, looking side to side, all around, moving in every way possible. by now, he’s using his nails to viscously tap on the magazine he has now gotten ahold of. this was bothering you.

“yunho you good?!???” you ask while grabbing the magazine from him.

“oh yea i am! why?” he genuinely asks.

“are we gonna act like you haven’t been fidgeting the entire time we’ve been sitting down?” you give the most taken back look. he looks around then grabs your hand.

“i really don’t think i can do this-“ he says, but is cut off by the piercer summoning him.

“babe you got this.” you nod at him, and immediately reach for your phone. he quite literally looks like a kid being sent to their first day of kindergarten. they have absolutely no idea why you’re not going with him.

“wait NO? you’re not going with me?” yunho asks while pushing past the piercer a bit. the piercer stops to look at you with a “can we get going” type of look. you genuinely weren’t sure if you were allowed in there, the piercing room seemed rather small.

a bunch of “stop flexing your cheek muscles” later, yunho finally got his piercing. he genuinely couldn’t stop giggling whenever he looked at your face. he couldn’t take shit seriously.

he was pretty much quiet afterwards, think it hurt him more than he showed. all of a sudden on your walk home in the autumn leaves, he starts to get smitten all of a sudden. you glance at him and glance back fast after seeing him smiling to himself. he starts bursting out laughing.

“what’s wrong?!?!?” you ask with a smirk.

“i wish you could’ve seen your face when the needle went thru my cheek” yunho says trying not to smile, yelling out the most monotonous “ow”. this caused you to hysterically laugh. you & yunho decided to stop by a local cafe.

you both sat down, ordering a pumpkin spice latte since it was within the first weeks of fall, you & yunho’s favorite season in korea.

“do you like it?” yunho points at his swollen but dazzling cheek.

“ofcourse, love. the gem matches the gleam in your eye perfectly” you say while booping his nose. he almost chokes on his latte he was sipping on due to how flustered you continuously made him.

‧₊˚ ⋅ yeosang ;

you've never seen yeosang as the type to want any piercings as he mentioned to you prior that he “likes the look of an Innocent face”. one day, you seen him sticking his tongue out repeatedly in the mirror, curious of course, you begin to question.

“watchu doing handsome?” you hug yeosang from behind.

“haiii jagiya you startled me” he turns around to peck you on the cheek. he continues to look in the mirror, then walk away.

“yeosang? did you hear me?” you went to poke yeosangs sides to tickle him.

“ahhhh i don’t know if i wanna talk about it.. the idea sounds stupid & i wouldn’t be able to eat or.. talk maybe…” yeosang says coyly. there was absolutely nothing you could think of in that moment that would correlate to what he was talking about, except for cosmetic surgery.

“baby… you know you’re perfect the way you are right? on the inside out… now i don’t know what you’re talking about but you genuinely don’t need any procedures…” you said, holding his face close to yours.

“huhh??? baby no!!! i’m saying- no!” he breaks out in a fit of giggles. you’re confused tho and just decide to smile in return…

“i don’t feel as nervous to tell you about this now but… i kinda want? a tongue piercing?” he asks questionably while looking into the air imagining what it’d look like on him.

an immediate rush of butterflies make their way to your stomach. yeosang had mentioned this to you a few times before, and most of the time it was during your dessert sessions.

yeosang told you that he would get a tongue piercing just so you could feel that little cold ball of metal while he was eating you out, so ofcourse this was immediately what came to mind.

“oh yes… please get it!” you said, hopping on his lap. he didn’t take that lightly tho, flipping you over so he could be on top. he grabbed your chin and used his other hand to trail it down your body.

“i have a feeling that i know why you’re so excited, hm?” he whispered while hovering his lips over yours. you licked your lips and went to bite his bottom lip, wanting to see how far this would go.

“you put it in my head first, you’re gonna make me go crazy yeosang.”

‧₊˚ ⋅ san ;

san told you he wanted many many piercings, thinking he was joking ofcourse, no.. he genuinely wanted them. you were in the piercing store when he asked you about your thoughts, and how much a nipple piercing would hurt.

stunned, you began to speed run through questions on how he stumbled upon this idea. before you know it you turned around to see san already signing the piercing waver. he had already placed his black card in the piercers hand as she was printing out a receipt.

“san?!?! ooooo this is gonna be fun.” you say, anticipating his pain tolerance is very low.

“i’m telling you, this is gonna be so good. it’s gonna feel so nice when you’re licking on me too, huh, jagiya?” san speaks lowly in your ear, making you physically shutter. he chuckles and gets up, the male piercer calling his name already.

“you coming??” looking at you expectedly, reaching his hand out to you.

“not quite yet…” san chuckles at your witty response, jogging to grab his hand.

you made eye contact with him the entire time he was getting them pierced, winking at you after he got each pierced. it was so crazy to see san react so faintly, the elder man stepping back slightly to look at his face as he was also surprised.

“when can my girlfriend play with them?” san looked down at his piercings, making an air gesture of flicking them.

“san!” flinching at his comment laced with confidence.

‧₊˚ ⋅ mingi ;

mingi came home one day repeatedly touching his eyelid, until you realized he had something adorning his eyebrow space. you could tell he was looking for your approval due to the way he'd press on it and side eye you.

“did you actually go through with it?" you tilted your head to the side as you held your fork up in the air.

"yea uh... no i didn't" he said with a pout.

"they're gems with a little bit of eyelash glue.. but i promised our design team that I'd actually get the piercing before concept photos… in which didn't..." he trails on scratching his newly bleached hair. you look at him with raised brows as if giving him the hint to continue speaking.

"i'm just gonna pull a jungkook and eventually get a real piercing.." he says while folding his arms and sitting back in his dining room chair.

"let's go right now then?" you say as you start to get up and put your slice of tiramisu in the fridge.

"wait what??? huh?? It's like 12am...?" he says as he gets up trying to stop you from putting your hair in a clip, preparing yourself to be seen by the late city scene.

"i'm sure something’s open? what about that one 24 hour tattoo shop near the pho place in daegu?" you say as you start to put on a long sleeve sweater your dear friend seungmin bought for you.

”okay but... my whole thing is.... i can't even handle when the makeup artists pluck my eyebrows... how would this even be handled by me?" he says as he genuinely tries to look into your eyes, you avoiding his eyes in case you may pity him.

“then get your nipples pierced and see how that feels." you say with a straight face, looking down at your pierced left nipple.

that piercing oh so painful to the very point of not being able to get the second one done. he huffs and puffs as he rubs his eyes in defeat.

"you're coddling me when get home swear, y/n..." he slumps, following you out the door.

‧₊˚ ⋅ wooyoung ; 

he was worried that he was going to get a piercing that would look too masculine, so what did this man do? he got a belly button piercing.

“can i? should i? i don’t know…” he says as he looks at his stomach.

“you know what… like…. i don’t know…” he says, interrupting you before you could even speak.

“i think it would look really nice wooyoung” you smile as he turns around in shock, his little pony tail so so cute. he recently dyed the under side of his hair blonde, and you couldn’t get over how handsome he was.

“i thought you would’ve shamed my idea like san did..” he said as he took a breath of air.

“no i think it matches you very well actually” you say as you think about how his oh-so toned stomach would be so beautiful adorned with a charm.

he bites his lip as he turns around, leaning in to give you a slow passionate kiss. he looks at you with the most passionate eyes, caressing your face with the back of his hand. he looks so handsome, as if he was sculpted perfectly.

you grab him by the back of the neck, pulling him back in for another kiss. you pull him to the bed by his tie, crawling on top of his lap. finally. you’re confident enough to take initiative.

“you’re getting brave aren’t you??” he looks up at you with lidded eyes and a slack jaw.

he picks you up by your hips, and flips you on the bed as he starts to kiss your neck. suddenly his phone started to ring, and the contact name “sannie” popped up on his screen. he looked at the factetime call and shook his head, and went back to kiss your neck.

“you know what happened last time you didn’t answer the phone wooyoung..” you said as you pushed his shoulders lightly. he let out the biggest sigh and combed his hair back fast with his fingers. he hurriedly reached for his phone and pointed the phone towards himself.

“what sannie? i’m in the middle of something serious right now…” wooyoung says out of breath, fixing the buldge in his pants lightly & giving you a side eye while lightly smirking. you laugh and hide your face in your hands as you kicked your legs to sit up straight. san set up his phone on the bathroom counter, and walked backwards to lift his shirt up and smirk at the camera.

“you.. you fucker!!!!” wooyoung says as he laughs and runs to show you. on sans very muscly stomach, is a beautiful silver gem pierced into his belly button.

“wait what?” you say as you laugh and hide your face in your hands, not being able to handle how much serotonin has been released in your body within the past 5 minutes.

“didn’t you?!? DIDNT YOU JUST??? WERENT U SAYING THAT BELLY BUTTON PIERCINGS WERE UGLY?!?” wooyoung laughs as he holds his phone closer to his face to get a better look.

“yea because you were gonna get it done!!! i didn’t mean on me” san says as he picks up the phone again. he holds the phone close to his face and smirks.

“byeeeeeeee byeeee especially you y/n” san winks, and hangs up the phone quickly.

‧₊˚ ⋅ jongho ;

jongho seems like the type to be pestering you about when you both are going to finally get your ears pierced, only to freak out when the moment arrives.

you and jongho had scheduled to get your ears pierced during your japan trip for your anniversary. on the day of your anniversary, you had decided to get the very piercing you were anticipating, which made jongho the happiest boba ball on the planet.

freshly out of your favorite restaurant in tokyo, you guys went to a local piercer who kq personally trusted to protect you & jongho’s privacy among other requests. jongho couldn’t stop being a jolly happy human, jumping around and smiling his biggest smile.

“ahhhahahaha” jongho jumped up and down, too happy for your concern.

“i’m so excited ahhhh!!!” you yelled back at him, seeing an older woman side eyeing you both in your peripheral vision.

“y/n/n & jongho?” a bright hair colored woman announced in a japanese accent.

“you gave them my nickname?�� you giggled while holding jongho’s hand. he smiles a nervous smile back at you.

“okay so who is going first?” the woman asks, struggling to speak in english to you both. jongho responds back to her in japanese, saying that he speaks japanese & not to worry. jongho also said something else in japanese, you looking between the both confused.. but just happy to be there.

“the pretty lady first then!!” she says, grabbing your hand and bringing you to the piercing chair.

“wait???!? what??? me??? why?!?! weren’t you- weren’t you the one excited to go? the most excited in fact???” you hesitate to get in the chair while you look at jongho, jongho trying not to make eye contact with you and just smiling to himself.

“3! 2! 1!” the woman counted down, piercing your ears with ease, jongho turning away after seeing the needle go through your first ear.

honestly it wasn’t as bad as you thought, and you cheerfully get up to walk to jongho.

“okay let’s go!” jongho says fast, turning the other way to walk out of the piercers area.

“huh???? what do you mean??? aren’t you.. aren’t you getting a piercing too? didn’t we plan this a long ass time ago?” you stare confused between the piercer and your scared boyfriend.

“yeah. i can’t do that.” jongho waves his hand at you and the piercer, a nervous smile adorning his face.

“that’s not fair.. what?” you frown, mood suddenly coming to a halt.

“i have a fear of needles..!!” jongho says to you, going to hold your hand.

“when??? since when?? when has that been a thing with you?? you’re not scared of anything i thought?” you ask confused as all literal hell.

“since now!!! let’s go!” jongho gives you a bear hug, kissing your forehead and dragging you out of the piercer area.

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you drew stars around my scars | woosansang

WooSan comfort Yeosang after what he said in the dinner part of the "Healing" episode of the 5-year anniversary of Ateez.

Fandom: Ateez

Pairing: Yeosang/Wooyoung/San

Member: Yeosang, Wooyoung, San, Hongjoong (mentioned)

Length: 386 words

Genre: hurt/comfort

Rating: Teen and Up/PG-13

Triggers/Warnings: insecurities

You can read it on: AO3

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Yeosang could feel that pair of eyes staring into him as he voiced his concerns after Seonghwa went first sharing something personal; their captain was ever so attentive and aware whenever they shared their struggles, and even though there were cameras filming this moment, he still felt like he could be open about his feelings. But more than Hongjoong’s gaze, he felt two thighs pressing onto his from beneath the table, one on each side. On his right side, he felt a hand caressing him gently, showing that even though they were not directly looking at him, Wooyoung and San were closely listening to his every word. 

About how he questioned what he was good at. About how he thought he didn’t have anything special to bring to the group. 

About how he was not satisfied with himself. 

At each of his questions, he felt Wooyoung and San getting almost imperceptibly closer to him, as if trying to comfort him with only their presences since they were still on a schedule, but there was a lingering promise in the air that the subject was not over, even if they were talking about something else already while eating.

The car ride home was quiet, everyone either too tired or with too much on their minds - as was Yeosang’s case. When they arrived at the dorm, Yeosang went straight to the shower, attempting to avoid the conversation he knew was coming. He had caught Hongjoong’s silent conversation with Wooyoung, the question transparent in his captain’s eyes, and the response of We’ll take care of him even clearer.

But then he could not avoid it - them - anymore. The walk to the bedroom was quiet, but getting there, he was met with San and Wooyoung already waiting for him. He was promptly adjusted underneath the covers and blanketed between the two men, with soft words and reassurances. They brought up every single thing that he had mentioned during the dinner, but this time trying to placate his fears and insecurities. At every word Yeosang had said that was negative about himself, Wooyoung and San had something positive and encouraging to say. 

And it was at that moment, after weeks of chaos and doubts in his mind, that Yeosang felt like the luckiest and the most loved person in the world.

[kimbappykidding]

You bought Yeosang's soft quiet stage character hook line and sinker. You'd heard rumours he'd been involved with girls before, Itzy's Yeji, Twice's Dahyun etc but figured they were just rumours. Yeosang seemed so nice and cute on camera you had no reason to suspect he was any different in real life...until you caught his eye. Your new comeback was getting quite a lot of attention. Your group Le Sserafim had a hot concept which you took to very well. It wasn't cute or school girl but powerful hot women and you loved it. So did the kpop world and several idols. Your leader Chaewon had warned you this might get you some attention and flirting but you didn't believe her. Then you saw idols watching you at award shows specifically Ateez. Your group was standing in front of them and as you led your group to the front you passed Wooyoung. He seemed embarrassed and immediately looked down. San said something smirking but Wooyoung hushed him and bowed to you. You bowed back not thinking much of it until you saw Yeosang swapping places with Seonghwa who was right behind you. You glanced at Yeosang and he looked right back at you purposefully making eye contact. You faltered at his gaze and the heat in his eyes which made your cheeks warm. He gave you a smile which you returned, your heart beating faster although you had no idea why.

When you got backstage your members immediately grabbed you. "Yeosang was checking you out!" Eunchae told you and you shook your head "no! Not Yeosang I mean he's so soft and gentle". "I'm not too sure, he was pretty impressed by you". "What do you mean?" you asked and she smiled "I'm on the side of the stage for part of the dance right? He was watching you the whole time and honestly? He looked pretty turned on".

Eunchae’s words were still swirling around in your head when you arrived at the after-party. You didn't let yourself believe it at first but when you walked in, the Ateez table paused and they all looked at you. You blushed and your members laughed grabbing your hands.  Maybe something was going on after all. You had a few drinks with your members before they got up to dance. You were all danced out so offered to stay with the table and guard it. Sakura offered to stay with you but you kept seeing her glance over the  Ateez table and guessed she might have another motive in mind for hanging back. Sakura had an on-and-off thing with Seonghwa and apparently they were on again. It was just Seonghwa and Yeosang left at their table too and they were chatting. They seemed to be discussing something before they stood up and made their way to you. Sakura tensed "are they coming over? Y/n you can't leave me alone with Seonghwa you know what I get like around him" she said. You nodded "I won't I promise" as the boys reached your table. It seemed pretty clear what they were here for. Seonghwa sat next to Sakura and Yeosang you. Seonghwa and Sakura were of course already acquainted and so after briefly introducing you and Yeosang, they started talking and joking around. You watched them amused before figuring you should talk to your assigned member. You remembered how Yeosang was usually a little quiet in interviews and were getting ready to start a polite conversation when Yeosang spoke which in itself might've been surprising but his words were even more so. "You looked so hot tonight" Yeosang told you watching you as his words sunk in. You blinked not really processing them "what?". "On stage, you looked so good" he said sipping his drink but still never taking his eyes off you. You immediately blushed "ow...thank you! I wasn't sure the outfit worked for me". "It did, so well but it wasn't even the outfit. It was just your whole attitude, it was so sexy" Yeosang told you a small smirk on his face now. You blushed "well that's good to know". You glanced across the table and saw Seonghwa had an arm around Sakura so figured she'd already lost that battle. "We haven't really spoken before, have we?" Yeosang asked bringing your attention back to him. You shook your head "not properly...only bowing when we pass one another". Yeosang nodded "that's my fault and I wanted to correct that ...would you like another drink?". You glanced down at your empty one and nodded "sure". Yeosang nodded and signalled Seonghwa. They both headed to the bar and Sakura sighed "he's so hot". "Yeah" you agreed and she paused "wait Y/n, what happened? You look so pink". You told her that Yeosang was definitely into you and she was so excited "I knew there was something special about him! I mean I heard rumours but never knew if they were true". "What rumours?" you asked and she smiled "y/n you must've heard them?". When you shook your head she leaned closer "he's apparently really skilled in bed. I mean you heard what he can do with his tongue right?". Of course that's when the boys came back. You were dying to know what Yeosang's special talent was but it was too late. "Miss us?" Seonghwa asked and Sakura smiled "maybe a little bit". You chuckled and she looked at you, her cheeks flushed, but you just smiled. Seonghwa was a nice guy and she can have fun with whoever she wanted.  Yeosang rejoined you and was just as captivating as before. He was not at all what he seemed. He looked angelic but was hot as hell, every word from his mouth made you heat up and when he put an arm around you, you leaned into it. Sakura and Seonghwa got drunk a lot quicker than you and they were soon pissed. They asked if you and Yeosang wanted to dance with them but you declined. You watched them dance which was basically an excuse to grope one another and Yeosang snorted "I always found drunk dancing so weird". His other hand was on your leg and you tried not to let it show how it was making you feel. You smiled "yeah I've never been a fan of it myself. The sweaty makeout isn't my move". Yeosang nodded glancing over at you "I thought as much, it didn’t seem like your sort of thing. I imagine it takes more than some vodka shots and shitty pop music for you". You nodded "yeah I guess it does". Yeosang smiled "then how about we leave here? I've got something to show you back at mine". You nodded "lead the way". It was a heated outdoor pool. That's what Yeosang wanted to show you. His apartment was gorgeous and as if you weren't impressed enough he led you out onto the patio and there it was. The water looks so nice and steamy and the view was amazing. Yeosang smiled seeing you take it all in. He got some drinks and poured you both a glass before coming to stand behind you "want a dip?" he asked hands toying with your waist. You paused "I didn't bring a suit". He shrugged "me either" and swiftly took off his shirt "I find you don't need it...underwear or nothing works just as well" as he shrugged off his trousers too. You struggled to not stare at how great he looked. Since when was the *quiet* member so ripped? He was so toned and his arms looked magnificent. He leapt into the pool before turning to face you "you can dangle your legs in if you really don't want to...I won't bite". You paused "I have an idea, can I borrow your shirt?". "Of course" he nodded and so you took his shirt and changed into that. That way your stylist wouldn't hate you but you didn't have to face him in just your underwear. Yeosang smiled when he saw you coming "you even look hot in that, why am I not surprised?". You walked down the step quickly, enjoying the warm sensation of the water and submerged your shoulders with a sigh. "The temperature is so nice". Yeosang nodded "I always keep it heated. Nobody wants a cold pool". "Why do I get the impression everything you do is carefully thought out like this? That you're a planner?". "I am" Yeosang nodded "when I want something my mind already starts coming up with numerous methods to make that mine...like you". You smiled "numerous ways huh? Okay tell me your other plans that didn't involve a pool". Yeosang smiled coming closer "my first thought was to dance with you tonight but then I realised I'd never seen you dance at clubs and if I had I would've remembered it". He took a step closer."plan two would've been to ask Seonghwa to ask Sakura for your number but that was too safe. I wanted to see you, to immerse myself in you" he said coming closer. "Then I supposed I could've just asked you back here straight away but I wanted to take my time with you, to savour you and that's when I thought of the pool". He was right in front of you now. "I wanted to see every inch of you and I am so happy I did". "Well not every inch” you said and Yeosang smiled. "Y/n the shirt is pretty seethrough" Yeosang replied. You glanced down shocked and realised he was right.  Your purple bra was pretty visible through the wet shirt. Yeosang smirked "you may as well not be wearing it at all". Fuelled on by his attitude and the alcohol you shrugged, set down your drink and took the material off. You tossed his shirt to the side and turned back to him "better?". Yeosang nodded "you have no idea..." sending a shiver down your spine "but let me show you". Yeosang gently set his glass down with one hand and with the other turned your face to his. He kissed you swiftly and you were surprised at how good a kisser he was. You expected him to be but didn't know it would feel this good this quickly. He took control immediately and showed you exactly what to do. Just when you were getting lost in it he separated and ran kisses down your neck making you sigh. "You're making such beautiful noises for me, keep going". You didn't have much choice, the noises were involuntary so you continued and so did Yeosang. Then Yeosang did one of the hottest things a man had ever done. He pulled away and looked at you "can I touch you?". It took you a few seconds to realise he was asking for your consent and you gave it to him enthusiastically. Yeosang smirked and dove right back in. Things progressed from the pool naturally to the bedroom and Yeosang carried you from the former to the latter. You heloed rinse each other down in the shower first which was just teasing. The smirk on his face as he did and then towelling you off proved it. When you finally reached the bedroom you sighed "no more waiting I want you". Yeosang smiled "I'm all yours darling"."

*** You woke up the next morning to find the bed empty. You blinked your eyes open and realised Yeosang was sitting in the seat across from the bed. He didn't have a shirt on and was just in his boxers. He had a coffee and was reading something on his phone but noticed you somehow. "Morning" he called putting his phone to one side and you paused realising you weren't wearing anything and pulled the quilt up over yourself "morning" you replied. Yeosang stood up and came to sit down beside you "no need to be shy, you look gorgeous" and he kissed you. You could've stayed there forever and the way Yeosang began to climb on top of you told you he would've been more than happy with that but your leader would kill you if you were late. You pulled away with a sigh "I have to be at the studio soon". Yeosang purred "how soon? Can't you be a little late so I can make you feel good?". You bit your lip "no it's a shoot so I have to be there". Yeosang sighed and sat to the side "I'd say we could be quick but when it comes to you I have to take my time". "Maybe another time" you teased and Yeosang nodded "I'll hold you to that". You reached your building just in time and your members wanted all the details. You began to explain it when they noticed the marks on your neck. "Y/n..." Kazuha said and you blushed "he was very good". When you got in the make-up chair though your stylist was less impressed. She tutted seeing the marks not hidden by your high collar or the ones revealed when you changed into your skirt. "I thought I covered them well" you said. She shook her head "not for a photo shoot. The ones on your thighs should be okay but you'll have to wear a turtleneck for the neck ones". You nodded "okay...sorry". She shook her head "don't apologise I just hope he's as marked as you are". You smiled "oh I definitely left a fair few on him" and she grinned back "good girl". You didn't see Yeosang again until a week later at a Kpop event. You weren't nervous about seeing him again but were surprised how you did feel a clench in your stomach when he looked at you. He bowed to you and your members, as did the rest of Ateez. You caught his eye accidentally but you couldn't read his expression. He was as angelic as ever and nobody would’ve guessed what happened between you. "Are you two a thing?" Eunchae asked as you took your seats. You shrugged "I have no idea". "You didn't discuss it?" Yunjin asked and you shook your head "no. I'm pretty sure it was just a one-night stand". The girls nodded and looked as G'Idle's Shuhua watched Yeosang very obviously. Your members found out after you’d spent the night together that apparently she was Yeosang's latest girl and she was the main reason you figured nothing more would happen between you. Now you noticed how many girls did watch Yeosang with interest and Shuhua was just one of many but Yeosang was great at playing his character and didn't even seem to notice. Later however you saw him whisper something to Shuhua as he passed and she blushed. That cute flirt was the confirmation you were just a one-night thing and it was fine. You'd had a good night and it was fun so you didn't mind too much. You were playing some drinking games with your other idol friends later on when you felt someone appear behind you. "Hey" Yeosang said in your ear and you paused. He smiled "what not happy to see me?". "No just surprised to see you so soon" you answered honestly. He smiled "well what can I say, I'm struggling to stay away". You blushed and his smile grew "you were delicious the other night. If you're up for another round I'm game". Your blush deepened and you nodded "yeah but I wanna finish this game". Yeosang smiled "of course, play until you're content love. Come get me when you're done" and with a quick kiss to your neck, he disappeared. You stayed with your friends for a while before disappearing back to Yeosang's luxury apartment once more. This time you stayed in the living room where he had the fire roaring and got you both some drinks. You flirted and joked and before you knew it were wrapped up together on the sofa, the bedroom seeming too far away for your immediate needs. You stayed over again and didn't have to rush away as quickly this time so thoroughly got to enjoy your morning together. When you left Yeosang gave you his number and told you to text him if you ever had need of him. So you quickly worked out you were in a friends-with-benefits arrangement and that was more than fine with you. You told Yeosang you would "if that ever happened" and he shot you a devilishly handsome smirk. You would definitely be using that number. 

You had no idea what you’d gotten yourself into but you thought you were going to enjoy it very much. 

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This will be a three part series, click here for Part Two and Part Three. 

I know Yeosang is probably a sweetie but I like to think he might also have this side to him. 

I hope it goes without saying but I invented the Seonghwa and Sakura storyline just for the plot. That’s all, they’d be really cute together but this isn’t me shipping them or anything :)

[stayteezdreams]

Celebrating Valentines Day {Hyung Line}

Headcanons/Scenarios: How you celebrate Valentines Day together - Hyung Line

{Maknae Line}

Pairings: Ateez Hyung Line x Gn!Reader (separate)

Warnings: Mentions of food/eating

Words: 0.6k

Seonghwa

Seonghwa is a classic romantic.

So when you woke up on Valentines morning you wouldn't find him in the bed beside you, but a single flower on his pillow instead.

He would surprise you with breakfast in bed, more flowers, and your favorite chocolates/candy.

Seonghwa gets gratification out of how you react to this, and his smile would never leave his face.

It would shine even brighter when you surprised him with his own flowers and gift that you had gotten him.

He got you matching couple rings as a present, sort of like promise rings in a way.

If you don't wear rings he would get you a chain so you could where it around your neck, or hang it somewhere.

You spent the day together before going out to a special dinner together.

Ending the night with a lovely walk, holding hands while looking up at the starry sky.

Hongjoong

Hongjoong would stress about how to surprise you on Valentines Day.

You had a reservation at one of your favorite restaurants for dinner

But, he wanted to do something unique, fun and special before then.

After various ideas and scrapped plans, he decided on taking you to a flower market.

He bought you one of every flower you loved.

So by the end you ended up with two enormous bouquets.

They also had various sweets and desserts, which he bought you many of as well.

Even though you enjoyed the market Hongjoong knew it wouldn't feel like enough to him.

So he had spent the few days prior finishing a song he had been working on for some time.

It was dedicated to you, and showcased his love for you.

It was beautiful and heartfelt, and one of the best gifts you could have ever asked for.

Yunho

Yunho decided to take you on a picnic for Valentines Day.

He had asked you about it before, to make sure it was something you would enjoy.

You were very happy with the idea and helped him plan various foods and drinks.

You even baked a cake together, complete with strawberry hearts.

You spent the morning preparing the food together.

He took you to a cute and somewhat secluded spot in a wooded park with a view of a small rive.

Yunho surprised you with a chain that had a key with an engraved heart an Yunho's initials on it.

He had a matching chain on that he had been wearing around his neck unseen by you.

It was a lock with a heart on it and your initials.

Because to Yunho, you had the key to his heart.

Yes it was cheesy, but it was cute.

You spent most of the day lounging around in the park, playing games like tag, hide and seek and I Spy.

The day didn't have to be exciting and "special" for the two of you to enjoy it to the fullest.

Yeosang

I imagine Valentines Day is yours and Yeosang's anniversary.

He admitted his feelings on a previous Valentines Day and the two of you started dating.

So each Valentines for you was a bit more special.

After you surprised Yeosang with a cute breakfast - which he adored- the two of you took a trip to the beach.

It was a bit cold, but he made sure you dressed warm.

He bought you a hot drink, and held your hand.

The two of you walked along the beach for a couple hours before walking around the nearest town.

You got food and did some shopping.

He bought you flowers and some decadent chocolates, while you bought him a teddy bear and some cakes.

You ended up booking a hotel near the beach for the night before getting dinner.

You watched the sunset on the beach your head on his shoulder as he held your hand tightly.

Bonus: I think Yeosang would propose to you on your anniversary/Valentines Day as well once you had been together for a few years.

xx

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𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎? | ateez

an ateez as songs!mini-series and open collaboration

𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚢𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚜 : Written in words, heard through sounds, heartbeats, heavy breathing— it was never meant to be history, just the fleeting songs of your summer one-nights.

𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎 : undecided, smut, suggestive

𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 : summer romances/flings!ateez, songfics, different tropes, please refer to each part for more specific warnings

𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜 : on-going, open collaboration

𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎 : hello bbies and babes! this is a challenge for me to keep myself as short as possible (1k to 3k words max) and an invitation for anyone to add something to it! it's all based on songs i enjoy and use as inspo anyways, so writing songfics on them shouldn’t be too difficult but maybe not writing more will. LMAO

anyhow, i hope you enjoy the series and maybe i can enjoy it with you, too!!! xoxo

about the collab:

in general, the setting is "summer romance" and/or "summer fling" which touches on the idea of “it will be just one night”/“it all happened in one night”, but LMAO i don't have a strict concept of what this mini-series should be !!! use a song as base, or inspiration for the story and just have your fun with it, that's all i ask for <33

to hand in a post, please dm or @ me on it and i will make sure you're added! (i will probably reblog and comment on it anyway)

titles are links!

PARK SEONGHWA

" 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚜 " 2 minutes, 14 seconds: yellow — pity party (girls club) written in 1.2k words by: me

JUNG WOOYOUNG

" 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎-𝚊𝚗𝚍-𝚍𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 " 3 minutes, 44 seconds: bonnie & clyde — dean written in 3.2k words by: me

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[everythingateez]

ATEEZ as your boyfriend: Yeosang

How you met:

It was a chilly winter night — a Thursday — not the most obvious night to go clubbing as a full-time employee at the local zoo. It hadn’t been worth it — your friends had left early and the music sucked, and so you found yourself outside — cold, annoyed and alone, leaned against the concrete wall of the club, the rythmic thuds of the music thrumming against your back.

Feeling particularly frustrated with your night, you reached for the pack of cigarettes tucked into your purse. You pulled one out to stick between your teeth, but as you patted down your pockets, it quickly became evident that you had forgotten to bring a lighter. Wow, good job y/n!

Groaning at your own forgetfullness, you looked around, scanning the area for someone to ask for a light.

There was no one around that you saw, not until you passed by the narrow alleyway between the buildings. You would have walked past it, had it not been for the ominous feeling that crept over you as it came into your peripheral. Turning your face, you spotted a slim silhouette right in the alley’s center.

Whoever it was was stood completely still. Was he even breathing? You couldn’t tell. The figure stood like a mannequin in the dim lamplight.

Still, you decided to take your chances. You had had a horrible night and you hated your job, so you decided you didn’t have much to lose anyways.

"Uh," you began, as you approached. "Do you have a light?"

As you moved closer, your eyes locked with his, and it became evident that the man was not, in fact, a mannequin.

"I have matches," the man replied.

"Can I have one?"

"Yes."

You stood awkwardly, waiting, but the man made no move to fetch them. He simply stared at you, blankly, as though he was staring straight through you.

"Okay, where… is it?"

"Follow me," the man said, spinning on his heel. He was fast, and had long legs, and you found yourself breaking into a sprint in order to catch up with him.

The alleyway was long and narrow, dimly lit by sparse and flickering street lights. As you went forth, the lamps only grew dimmer and sparser. Your discomfort grew for each step you took, and before long, you found yourself at the alley’s end, in the suffocating darkness. The stranger turned to you once more, a grim spark in his eyes the only true source of light around.

The man pressed his lips together in a tight, unnatural smile, one that made you feel like a fly trapped in the net of a spider. An… intruguing… spider.

"Right through here," he said calmly, gesturing to the door of an abandoned pharmacy.

It was run-down, chipped-paint flaking off the frames of borded-up windows.

The door hung off its hinges, but it creaked open, and orange light pooled out into the street. Your shoulders tensed.

"Go on."

You gulped.

You knew you shouldn’t go, you knew this was sketchy, yet something about the dark tone in which he spoke made you obey. It wasn’t commanding, nor demanding, but the alluring edge of his voice seemed to make your body move on its own, and so you went.

Stepping through the threshold, you found yourself surrounded by empty metal shelves that once held pharmaseuticals. Amidst them was a hole filled with firewood and charcoal.

"What… what is all this?" you asked.

"It is my fire-pit. You needed a light, did you not?"

"Yes, but-"

"Do you like vegetarian hot dogs?"

You looked at the man, perplexed, as he stuck his hand in his pocket. He pulled out a plastic pack of Beyond Meat Plant Based Hot Dogs and held them up.

Now, this was getting strange. But there was something… oddly charming about the man’s demeanor, something attractive and strange you couldn’t quite put your finger on.

Oh, what the hell, you thought. You did quite like vegetarian hot dogs, after all.

And so, what had started as a night of disappointment and frustration turned into an unexpectedly pleasant BBQ with a stranger in an abandoned pharmacy.

Dating: (cw: imaginary friends, secrecy, hair-keeping)

- After your third vegetarian hot dog, you learn the stranger’s name is Yeosang. You stay in contact via email, and quickly arrange to meet up again.

- Your email exchanges take on a rather flirtatious tone after a while, and by your fifth BBQ, you muster up the courage to ask him out. He stares at his vegetarian sausage, slowly roasting in the roaring fire and says: "Sure."

- Yeosang is very shy when it comes to physical contact. He wants to be respectful, and makes sure to turn around whenever you change clothes, even if you’re just removing your hairtie.

- You share your first kiss under the moonlight, at the pharmacy’s rooftop. "I feel like I could howl right now," Yeosang says, and kisses you again.

- Yeosang hates PDA. He also hates the public in general, and prefers to spend time with you in private, like at the abandoned pharmacy, or other abandoned buildings around Seoul.

- Still, he cherishes you very much, and although he doesn’t show you off, he keeps a lock of your hair in a pendant he wears around his neck.

- Yeosang loves your self-care nights. He has an immaculate skin-care routine, and is adamant you adopt it, wanting your skin to look "as radient as a new-born fawn."

- Yeosang often tells you about his boy-group ATEEZ, and it’s members. For a whole year, you assume the members he talks to you about are imaginary, like his other friends. But one day, you see an article with a picture of your boyfriend and seven other boys, and you learn to be a bit less judgemental. You apologise for thinking ATEEZ was imaginary, and he forgives you with a thin-lipped smile.

- Yeosang never tells you his last name, nor his past, as he considers it "confidential and irrelevant."

NSFW: (cw: erect penis, disinterest in sex, eventual sex, penetration (just the tip), dry-humping)

Very early on in your relationship (or ‘partnership,’ as Yeosang calls it), Yeosang tells you he has no interest in being intimate.

If you watch a movie that includes a sex-scene, he leaves the room until it is over.

Two years into your relationship, you and Yeosang are in the pharmacy, as you usually are on Thursday nights. He seems more tense than normal. You ask him what is wrong, and he looks away, eyes on the floor. "My apologies," he says sadly, "my penis is erect. I will retire early tonight."

He stands up, dropping his vegetarian hot dogs to the ground. Before he can turn, you grab him by the wrist. "Or, I could… help you out with that."

Yeosang’s face twists into a disgusted grimace, but then he sighs, obviously giving into his wants. "…Your pheromones are quite intoxicating," he says.

From then on, you have naughty times semi-regularly. You are both fully clothed, as Yeosang has no wish to see "more skin than necessary."

He humps your thigh, whimpering, until he cums in his pants. After, he simply gets up and leaves, filled with shame.

He has no interest in penetration, until three years into your relationship, where he asks if he can put the tip in. He does, immediately pulls out and says "that was lovely," and leaves immediately.

Your sex life may be unusual, but you love your strange boyfriend despite it all.