jeanjellybean

[jeonstellate]

love is · · · — mini-series masterlist

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in a world where [first name] can only safely love one other person besides themselves, a simple favor changes everything.

✇༄ yoo kihyun x afab!reader (ft. platonic!monsta x, lee hoseok, & seventeen x afab!reader)

✇༄ mafia!au, fiancé!au, hidden pregnancy!au, secret baby!au, arranged marriage!au — predominantly angst

✇༄ paragraph format

✇༄ if you’re one of those people who hate anything that still considers hoseok as a monsta, you need to exit out of this right now. especially those who think that monsta x and hoseok can’t be friends anywhere (in real life and in fiction) just because, don’t waste your time here.

first. love is: a gamble

✇༄ main ┊ fiancé!yoo kihyun x afab!reader

✇༄ synopsis ┊ you’ve already gambled your life for selfish reasons twice, but your third gamble might be the most selfish of all.

supplement i. love is: a danger

✇༄ main ┊ platonic!chae hyungwon x afab!reader

✇༄ synopsis ┊ chae hyungwon played a key role in mx’s reaction to your last gamble, despite not knowing what exactly he signed up for.

supplement ii. love is: a secret

✇༄ main ┊ platonic!lee hoseok x afab!reader

✇༄ synopsis ┊ you took extreme measures to not be found — just to be defeated by coincidence in the end.

last. love is: a favor

✇༄ main ┊ ex-fiancé!yoo kihyun x afab!reader

✇༄ synopsis ┊ yoo kihyun loathed every fiber of your being; but perhaps, just like everything else, even his own feelings weren’t as they seem.

supplement iii. love is: a journey

✇༄ main ┊ fiancé!yoo kihyun x afab!reader

✇༄ synopsis ┊ you’ve recognized the universe’s lack of favor towards you, but you’ve yet to realize that it would still conspire for you. somehow.

supplement iv. love is: a compass

✇༄ main ┊ fiancé!yoo kihyun x afab!reader

✇༄ synopsis ┊ you’ve witnessed firsthand how one’s love can manifest into multiple — sometimes contrasting — things, yet you still didn’t expect kihyun’s love to be just like yours.

extra. love is · · · outtakes & trivias

[winter-dayz]

Luring

Pairing: Yoo Kihyun x Reader Siren AU Genre: Fluff; Horror (if you squint) Words: 1206 Warnings: implied murder

Masterlist | Fictober Masterpost

Taglist:  @soobin-chois

Captivating. Enchanting. How does one describe a voice so beautiful? A voice so mesmerizing that you could tune out anything and everything else. A voice so hypnotizing that you wanted to forget everything else.

🎃

You hadn’t meant to find Kihyun. Although, you weren’t so sure if you found Kihyun or if he had lured you to him. Walking along the beach, you felt compelled to explore the rocky coves nearby, and the closer you’d gotten, the louder the singing was.

You knew what a siren was and how dangerous they supposedly were; but, when he had you in his sight, he smiled and the sun seemed to shine a little brighter.

🎃

You’d been visiting Kihyun for a couple weeks. He was a bit shy at first and would only sing to lure you to him, but as time had passed, he opened up. He was sweet, a great listener, and decent at giving advice. You also learned that he was quite the smooth talker when he wanted to be.

He told you stories of sea creatures and sailors. He told you stories of the love he watched his friends experience and how he longed to experience it himself someday. Your heart fluttered when he eyed you a little longer after saying it, but no one else needed to know that.

The next time you returned to visit, he had set up a picnic of sorts. You weren’t sure how he got all the items, since he was a sea-locked being, but maybe he had a secret friend or something to help him.

It was a lovely lunch and a bit romantic, but you quickly realized that was on purpose. He was trying to woo you, and it was working. He had wine and dined you; his eyes never strayed too far from your own, and then he serenaded you again with a more sensual version of the song he so often entranced you with. As the evening unfolded, the atmosphere became charged with an unspoken tension. The sea breeze played with your hair, and Kihyun’s words lingered in the air like a promise.

🎃

You visited Kihyun more often after that.

And when you did, you both sat a little closer; your hands lingered longer, and lips pressed places they probably shouldn’t have. You told him stories of traveling and of city life. You opened up about your family, and he cried with you when you told him about some of the sadder moments of your life.

It only took another week before you both uttered words that should’ve been forbidden to creatures from different worlds. You said it first, but he didn’t hesitate to follow; and you shared the night together—acting as though your first might be your last together.

🎃

When you woke, you were wrapped in a soft fabric and surrounded by the smell of seaweed and salt. You opened your eyes to a dark, but beautiful, cave—the only light came from the reflections of water against the walls. Your clothes were back on, though they sat a bit weirdly on your body. Kihyun had likely tried his best to dress you after you fell asleep last night, but he wasn’t able to get you dressed quite properly. As you remembered your sea-bound lover, you wondered where he might be. He must’ve been the reason for your being in the cave. 

You looked around at your surroundings. The fabric around your bodies was the picnic blanket from a few weeks ago. The cave looked rather empty, but a few things were neatly piled around in a far corner.

You carefully made your way over to the glittering objects. Jewelry, coins, utensils, even shiny junk, layed in a carefully curated heap. It occurred to you that it likely belonged to Kihyun, so you were careful not to disturb it too much, but rifled through it with curiosity.

Maybe what those people say about curiosity is right because as you came across a particular ring, you felt your blood run cold as though you died on the spot. You pulled the object closer, inspecting it in the darkness of the cave, praying you were wrong about what you had just discovered.

The ring was one you were all too familiar with. Your family’s crest engraved into the top and on either side were the birthstones of your parents. You had admired the ring many times growing up, twisting it around your father’s finger in fascination time and time again. But the ring had disappeared along with your father about four years ago. Neither were ever seen again.

One morning he went out for an early beach jog, and the next morning the police were telling you they would do their best to look for him.

Your heart pounded in your chest and ears; your stomach felt like it took up residency in your throat. Your eyes darted around the cove—you weren’t sure what you were looking for exactly, but you knew whatever it was didn’t bode well for your anxiety.

When no immediate danger made itself known, you allowed yourself a shaky breath. No skeletons littered the walls either, which was also a good sign considering the path your mind hand wandered down. Perhaps it was as simple as Kihyun finding it lost in the ocean post your father’s disappearance rather than taking it from his corpse.

All you could do was wait for the merman to return. Your fingers fidgeted with the ring in your hand, toying with putting it on and taking it off. Eventually you fell asleep.

🎃

You awoke several hours later to a gentle humming and a hand caressing down your hair. You blinked up at him, unsure how to react to his presence as your nerves returned tenfold.

Wordlessly, you held up the ring to be eye-level with him. He eyed the shiny treasure with recognition; his eyes briefly strayed to glance at his small horde of other shinies. You asked him how he got the ring and when his head tilted slightly in contemplation, you felt your stomach lurch again.

Your jaw clenched in anticipation, awaiting his explanation. When his eyes finally brightened with recognition, his face slowly morphed to a rather unnerving smirk. He told you the story with pride.

An early morning, usually undisturbed, a man had wandered upon his territory. Kihyun had not lured him, rather he happened upon him. They had talked for awhile, but Kihyun could easily tell that the man was planning on telling authorities and news outlets about him and his rocky cove.

According to Kihyun, his eyes shone with greed, and his questions were lined with ulterior motives. Kihyun had done what was necessary to protect himself and his kind. He spared you the gory details, but that didn’t stop you from expelling the minimal contents of your stomach.

The siren rubbed careful circles to your back, but the touch made you want to shrivel up inside. Despite his confusion at your reaction, he did his best to try soothing you; he even began humming the tune you’d grown to love so much.

But rather than comfort you, the sound echoed in your head like dissonant warning bells.

[bookwormingwritesffs]

I wanted Kihyun to be invited on Suchwita irl but since that didn't happen... I wrote a one-shot on it :') and i really wanted to publish it before Kihyun's birthday but that didn't happen either so on his birthday it is! If you miss Yoongi X Kihyun interactions as much as I do, I think you will enjoy this ❤️

[blizzardfluffykpop]

Greatest Gift

Summary: This Christmas might just change everything, but in the best way possible.

Oneshot

Fluff, Established Relationship au

Word Count: 2,328

Kihyun x Reader

Prompt: 12. Make your own prompt. - "You're the most beautiful gift I could have ever hoped for. A gift I want to keep forever. Will you allow me?" ------ I was thinking Christmas proposal/ engagement 🤭 ------ Gender neutral ------ With the one and only Yoo Kihyun 🤩 ------ Thank you and happy holidays! 

[A/n: I think I physically ascended when I first read this and pictured him saying it. And to whoever sent this ask, just know I love you and I hope you have a wonderful holiday season. This was absolutely self-indulgent for me. I hope it’s very indulgent for you too.]

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It was finally Christmas morning, and you couldn't be more excited as you opened your eyes. When you were a kid, you’d wake up at six am sharp, rushing over to the Christmas tree, hurrying your parents down the stairs to open presents. While the excitement faded a bit over the years, you still were excited to spend the whole day with Kihyun. Who, for the past seven Christmases, made you feel the joy of the holiday again. 

You throw the blanket down, ready to run down, until you notice Kihyun isn't beside you, ready to push you out of the way as he runs to the tree, too. Your heart sinks, worrying that he left without you, before the door opens, and in pops Kihyun. 

You sigh, full of relief, as he enters, “Don't worry, I didn't start unwrapping without you.” You smile as he walks in with a tray full of breakfast foods. He carefully walks, not wanting to spill anything. You hold your hands out and grab the tray after moving his blanket back so he can crawl back underneath them. With him all settled, he says, “This is my first Christmas gift to you.” You smile as you thank him and kiss his cheek as you settle the tray down over your legs. And see that he prepared everything just like how you liked it. 

Which was different than any of the Christmases before, so you ask, “Did you grow up having breakfast on Christmas?” He shrugs, “It depended if my parents woke up before my brother and I.” You nod, “Ah, I always woke up before mine, so I guess that’s why we never had it.” He laughs, “I can see that. You're usually up before I am. I had to sneak out of here when you rolled over.” You laugh, and he smiles, “I love you.” You blush, “Ever since you wanted to say I love you more easily, you’ve certainly worked on it. But I love you too.” He smiles, and you lean your head on his shoulder after eating another bite of waffles. 

You reiterate to him, “I mean it, you know? Every day that I wake up, and you’re beside me. I’m so thankful.” He kisses the top of your head, “I’m so grateful that I get to fall asleep beside you. I wish we always got to, like those married couples on TV.” You nod, not thinking much of the fact he specified them being married. “Me too, but I guess that’s the beauty of it. Even when they’re apart, they’re together.” He hums, and you move your head off his shoulder to finish your meal. 

When you've both finished eating, he moves the tray, and you follow him down the stairs excitedly. When he asks, “Do you want to start the dinner with me first, and then we open presents?” You pout, “You’re no fun.” He laughs, “But you love me anyway.” You grin, “Yeah. Let’s make it!” Even though it was different, you shrugged it off and happily went with it. You both moved away from the living room and into the kitchen. 

You pull out your cookbook and find the correct settings for the ham. And set the oven as he pulls it out and places it into the sink you cleaned the night before. He takes off the wrapping while you prepare the pan. You hold the bag out for him to put it in before dunking it with a sugary drink and adding brown sugar and fruits to the top. As you smother it, you ask, “Isn’t it kind of sacrilegious for you to eat ham?” He blinks at you before he realizes what you meant and bumps you with his hip. “No, two different animals.” You giggle, “I know, plus you’re more of a shark.” He smirks, “You know just what to say.” You grin and wash off your hands before tying the bag. You hear the buzzer ring, open the door, and put it into the oven as Kihyun washes his hands.

He starts cutting up veggies for the two of you to eat while you watch a Christmas movie, and you pull out a smaller cutting board to work alongside him. You make a small veggie tray for the two of you to snack on. Before heading to the living room, “So, Mr. Let’smakedinnerfirst. When are we going to open our presents?” He looks at the time before looking back at you, “Later.” You tilt your head, “Why?” He shrugs, and you realize he must have a big surprise waiting under the tree for you, or he wouldn’t be hesitant to open presents. 

In fact, this is the first time in seven years. He’s waited to open presents. You want to say something to that fact, but you hold back. Whatever the reason was, it was a good one. And you didn’t want to ruin your surprise by pestering him because you knew he’d probably blurt it out due to his nerves. You let it go and eat your veggies while watching ‘Arthur Christmas,’ “You know, this is probably the most plausible Santa Claus movie.” He agrees, and you both watch as the little girl finally gets her present after the hundreds of trials and tribulations it took to get to her house. Santa finally made it. He says as the movie ends, “I think that was the best role for the older brother to fit.” You agree, “I think it was perfect how everyone ended up.” He nods, and you both get up from your cuddled position to start prepping other things to eat alongside the ham. 

As you’re peeling an orange, he looks at the packaging and watches as you eat a slice, “Shouldn’t you not be eating these?” You tilt your head at him, and he goes, “Because you’re a cutie.” You laugh and tap his shoulder, “Ki!” He grins, “I’m right, you know.” You gasp as he steals the rest of your peeled orange and eats it. And you exclaim, “Kihyun!” He laughs before handing you another orange to peel. You push it back into his hands and cross your arms, and he shakes his head as he peels it for you, “Happier?” You grin as you snatch it before offering him a piece, which he gladly takes. “Now, we’ve both had one full one. And yeah, I’m happier now.” He smiles, “Good.” 

To avoid having loads of dishes later, you start doing the dishes now. As you scrub one, you feel his arms slide around you before pulling you against him. He links his hands around you and says, “I love you. I hope you know how happy you make me.” You look back at him, “I love you too. And you make me very happy, too.” You put another dish on the rack to dry, and he unlinks his arms, grabs a cloth to dry, and puts the clean dishes away. As he puts away the plates, he starts singing one of your favorite love songs. You hum softly along until he encourages you to sing with him. He pulls you away from the soapy sink and holds your hands as he serenades you. He waits for you to sing your lines before he continues along. It doesn’t matter how many times you’ve heard his singing voice. It still sends shivers down your spine. You grin as the two of you sing in harmony. 

As he finishes the song with butterflies running amuck in your stomach, he asks, “If you could be with me forever, would you?” You take a second to process his question before answering, “Of course I would. But I’ve already told you that.” He grins, “I know, but I just like hearing you say it.” You shake your head and smile at him. And he places a kiss on your forehead before you both finish up the current dirty dishes. The oven rings after you’ve finished and you put away your cookbook. Kihyun pulls the ham out of the oven and opens the bag while you turn the stove on. 

And in no time, you’re eating Christmas dinner in front of the TV. Usually, you’d eat at the dining table, but because of the holiday and all the specials playing, you just had to eat in the living room. You both could clean up later if it gets dirty anyway. You watch ‘A Year Without A Santa Claus’ as you eat and giggle at the Miser Brothers' scenes, but find yourself sniffling at the “I believe in Santa Claus” song, and you turn to see Kihyun do the same thing. And you nuzzle closer to him, wary not to tip your plate. You finish your plate as the movie ends, and you both head back to the kitchen to clean up and throw trash away. It takes a while before you’re done and your hands are clean again. You head back to the living room, finding you both still have to open presents. You look over at Kihyun with pleading eyes and a pout, and he nods. 

“Can I put it on tape?” You blink at him, “Tape?” He shakes his head, “I meant- I mean, film it on my camera?” You shrug, “Yeah, it’ll be nice to look back on next Christmas.” He smiles, “Maybe even more than that.” You grin and agree. He sets up his phone to film you both opening your presents. You drag your present piles over to the couch in front of his phone, and you do your best to ignore the camera as Kihyun does so effortlessly. You shake off any nerves before diving right into your pile while he does the same. You received a gift from each of your friends and a few from Kihyun. You open your friends' gifts first and appreciate each gift before ripping open the next package. 

The pile of paper around you two becomes bigger and bigger as you open more and more presents. You look over to see Kihyun starting to open one of your presents. You smile as he opens the dark blue sweater you got him. He looks over at you as he puts it to his chest, “You got me the perfect shade of blue.” He winks at you as he takes his current sweater off before ripping off the price tag from the label and putting it on. He waits for you to open one of his, and you smile as you rip it open. And out falls a (f/c) cardigan, “I know you love wearing mine a lot, but I thought you should have one that went with more of your outfits.” You follow suit, ripping the tag off, and grin as you slip it over your long sleeve, “I love it.” You open your last two gifts from him and show him happily, and he shows you his.

You're looking through your pile to ensure you didn't miss anything. When Kihyun clears his throat, you don’t think much of it but still look over at him to watch him slip off the couch onto his knee. You ask, “You want help cleaning up?” Thinking that’s why he was getting off the couch and onto the floor. He shakes his head before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small box with a tiny bow on top of it. You whisper, “No way,” as you realize what he’s doing. You quickly move to sit properly and move all the wrapping paper and gifts off your lap. To truly perceive what’s going on. Now you know why he wants to film it other than his regular filming and photographing habits. He smiles as he watches you. When you finish, he’s moved a few things blocking his view. 

He opens the box and reveals a darling ring with your favorite stone in the middle. But what causes you to start crying is when he says, “You're the most beautiful gift I could have ever hoped for. A gift I want to keep forever. Will you allow me?” You move the sleeve of your new cardigan down over your right hand to wipe your eyes before answering, “Of course.” He slips the ring over your left finger as you continue your answer, “You’re the greatest gift I could have hoped for. When I said earlier, I would be with you forever if I could. I meant it. I love you so much. I won’t just allow you to. I want you to. And I want to be with you forever.” He smiles, and you grin as you get on the floor in front of him and pull him into your arms.

When you've gained some composure, you ask, “Is this why you wanted to wait to open presents?” He nods, “I wanted it to be perfect.” You shake your head, “Even if it was a messy proposal. As long as it was from you, it’d always be perfect.” He holds you tighter, and you feel tears hitting, dampening your layers of clothes. You move your head away from his shoulder to look him in the eyes, “I knew five months into dating you I wanted to marry you.” He sniffles as you wipe his tears. And he reaches up to do the same. You can’t help but grin at him, “I love you. Oh, how I love you.” He tells you proudly, “I love you with my whole heart.” before cupping your cheeks and bringing you into a passionate-filled kiss. 

When you are both back on the couch, you ask another question, “And is that why you wanted to film it so badly?” He nods, “Yeah, I wanted us to keep this moment forever.” You smile as you kiss his nose, “Me too. I'm glad you did. We should play it at our wedding.” He grins, “That's exactly what I was thinking.”

[t3kandson]

Fan Fiction I’m working on

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As previously mentioned here, how i work at my fan-fictions have changed to my health as have been in and out of hospital a lot recently. Please check back here regularly as I won’t be posting monthly updates no more. Just editing this page as I go along.

I know some tags in my Masterlist aren't working I’ve written so many so it’s a big task sorting them out.

I know a lot of the links are broken please bear with me. All one shots (Though the Masterlink tag links I don't think are) are updated and I'm working on a lot of the series link updates.

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[appleteez]

Young Flexer

Pairing: Kihyun x reader

Genre: angst

Word count: 424

𝙿𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝙷𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍

“I’ll get that for you~” He coos to his date, handing me his card. I sigh trying to hide my mocking smile and slide the card.

“Here’s your receipt, and here’s your pager. It’ll ring when your order is ready.”

“Thank you Y/N.” He smiles at me, and lowers his hand to the girl’s lower back to guide her to a table.

“No problem.” I pull a fake amused smile.

“Damn, Kihyun coming in here with a different girl every week.” Bambam says as he starts doing their order.

“He really does.”

“Don’t you have a crush on him?”

“What? No, the fuck..”

“Whatever you say~” He smiles at me teasingly.

“How many death threats to you receive a day?”

“A lot coming from people with lawyer friends that will look away if they murder me..” “Same goes for me~” I smile at him and he smiles back.

Ok, let’s say I do have a crush on that shit eating grin dude. Last person I would admit that to would be Bambam, actually no, it would be to myself. My shift comes to an end a few minutes after that and when I leave, Kihyun is still laughing it off with his new date. I roll my eyes and leave the coffee shop, my next destination being the library.

Three hours pass by, and I get a text from my roommate asking me if I wanted to make food with her. I haven’t eaten anything since this morning and I started to feel dizzy. I look down at my papers, and decide I’ve done enough for today. I start walking back to my dorm, and once I’m in my hallway, I see Kihyun getting out of a dorm. I raise an eyebrow, I knew where Kihyun lived and this was a girls only hallway.

“What are you doing here?”

“Mhh?” He raises his head and sees me unlocking my door. “Ah.. the.. the girl I was with earlier lives here, we just watched a movie.” I raise an eyebrow and nod as an answer when the door suddenly opens.

“Ah! Y/N !! You’re here~ Let’s get COOKING !!!” She turns her head all happy and sees Kihyun. “You! You cook don’t you?”

“Y—Yes?”

“You come in too !!” He knew my roommate and knew there was no saying no to her.

“Alright~” He smiles at her like he smiled at his date earlier and it makes me want to roll my eyes again. I hated him with a huge passion.

[strawberryjmilk]

previous masterlist ♥︎

this is just where i have random imagines from groups that aren’t requested or something like that!

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MONSTA X

lee minhyuk

♥︎ add a bow a late christmas party with your boyfriend and his friends because you missed them

yoo kihyun

♥︎ delusion halloween au: the incredibles kihyun can control lightening and he wasnt supposed to see you do that, but its all he can think about now

chae hyungwon

♥︎ choices where hyungwon is a rich boy but also your bff that you like a little too much - his mother would kind of do anything to get you away from him | angst | 2k words

lee jooheon

♥︎ something like that jooheon likes to watch you do makeup and maybe test if your lipstick is smudge-proof sometimes

im changkyun

♥︎ how to get over it two years apart seems heartbreaking until you remember you broke up w changkyun. but, maybe two years is what you needed

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TO BE ADDED!

— ♥︎ — strawberryjmilk © all rights reserved — these are all works of fiction written by me. do not copy, plagiarize, repost, or translate my content on any platform.

[add-v-bae]

Day 3

Rating: G

Pair: Kihyun x Reader

Word count: 437

Prompt:  “I know that people usually kiss under mistletoe but.. I had other things planned.”

24 Days til Christmas masterlist

It was Christmas eve, and you were spending it at your house with your boyfriend of 4 years Kihyun, managing to snag him from his group for the night and early mornng, the man having to go back around lunchtime to spend the rest of the day celebrating with them.

You’d just finished dinner and you couldn’t help but notice the man sitting next to you on the couch was growing increasingly nervous as the night went on, although you weren’t sure why. It wasn’t the first Christmas you’ve shared together, so what was there to be nervous of?

The movie you had been watching together ended and you stood up, turning to the brunette. “I’ll go take care of the dishes, we can put presents under the tree after, okay?” you asked, the man turning to you and nodding shortly.

Taking the dises to the kitchen, you couldn’t shake the anxiety that something was wrong, after all, why would he be so nervous all of a sudden?

Deciding against washing them right now, you turned, not paying any mind to your surroundings as you walked to the door and bumped right into Kihyun.

You went to apologize but stopped when you noticed him looking above your head. Oh yeah, you’d hung mistletoe there as a joke for when you have house parties with your friends. Thinking he was waiting for you to do something about it, you started leaning in for a peck.

His hands came to your shoulders and stopped you.

Anxiety set in again.

Watching his face again, he gave you a nervous smile. “I know, it’s not the proper thing to do under the mistletoe but it’s close enough right?”

You furrowed your brow. “Kihyun what are you-”

Your throat went dry and your jaw dropped. Your boyfriend had started fumbling in his pocket the moment he’d stopped you, and was now pulling out a velvet box. “U-Um...aren’t you supposed to get on one knee for that?” you asked nervously, unsure what else to say.

He licked his lip and opened it, a diamond ring perched inside the two cushioned parts of the box. “Being completely honest, I’m not sure how well I’ll be able to get back up if I do, my legs are jelly.” he looked into your eyes and held the box up to you. “So what do you say? Will you marry me?”

You remained silent, simply nodding and wrapping your arms around his neck and burying your face into his jaw. You may get your presents tomorrow, but if anyone asked you, your favorite Christmas present happened on Christmas Eve.

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Make You Mine

Pairing: Kihyun x Reader

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 8092

Warnings: DOM!Kihyun, Choking, Spanking, degradation, very rough sex, very very dom Kihyun 

A/n: This lowkey got out of hand, I just wanted Dom!Kihyun. I hope you all enjoy this!!

You stood in the kitchen bent over the counter, trying your hardest to focus on frosting the edges of Minhyuk’s birthday cake. The boys were scrambling around the house trying to finish up the decorations while Jooheon kept Minhyuk out of the dorm. You had the brilliant idea of throwing Minhyuk a surprise birthday party, but you couldn’t have guessed that it’d be so damn stressful. It was a pain to buy everything and stash everything and make sure that the birthday boy didn’t find out about it.

“Babe? Where did you put the streamers?” You heard your boyfriend of two years call out to you, making you stand up straight and take a break.

“Um..I think I put it in Changkyun’s underwear drawer? I’m not sure, just go digging through underwear drawers,” you sighed and ran a hand across your forehead, huffing out a deep breath. You wish you’d done some of this prep work earlier in the week, absolutely abhorring the feeling of being rushed in any way.

With a nod Kihyun left the room and you were almost sad to see him go. You loved Kihyun with every fibre of your being and you were kind of sad that this party planning hadn’t given you two any alone time. It was starting to bug Kihyun too, but hopefully, things were going to go back to normal after today’s festivities. 

You sighed once again and leant back over the cake to finish the last edge you had to do. You went back to blocking everyone out until you were done, looking on the baked treat in pride.

“The cake’s done guys! Which means keep your heathen hands away from it!” You shouted through the dorm, staring straight at Changkyun when he peaked his head into the kitchen. The youngest was a troublemaker and you did not put that much effort intos Minhyuk’s cake only for it to be ruined by greedy fingers. The dejected look on his face had you chuckling, amused that you’d figured out the youngest to that extent.

You pushed the cake further back onto the counter and left the kitchen, deciding to help with the final decorations. Everything was starting to come together and look festive which made your chest swell with a certain amount of pride. You helped Shownu hang up streamers around the entryways to the living room and kitchen, adding the streamer curtains to the doorways for a finishing touch. As everyone was finishing up, you looked around the house one last time, smiling widely at the way everything finally turned out.

“Once you guys are done, go ahead and change into less sweaty clothes please. I don’t want Minhyuk coming home to a nicely decorated house and 5 sweaty men,” you pleaded, walking towards Kihyun’s room to put your pretty little blue dress on.

Some would call you a control freak and you almost felt like one in that moment. You wanted to look nice for your friend’s birthday party and you wanted everyone else to look nice as well. A birthday only comes around once a year afterall.

“I’ll go with Y/n to change,” Kihyun said, coming up next to you and wrapping an arm around your waist. You smiled softly at the small affection, happily making yourself comfortable against his side.

You both walked into the small bedroom and he closed the door after you, watching as you pulled the dress from the hanger, you began to to unzip the back. You jumped when his arms wrapped around you and burried his face into your neck. You relaxed back into him and huffed out a breath.

“I missed you baby,” Kihyun sighed into your neck, his warm breath making goosebumps appear on your neck and travel down your arms.

“I know...I’m sorry that I’ve been so wrapped up in this party stuff,” you sigh, practically melting in your boyfriends arms.

He let out a soft hum at your words, just basking in the moment of having you in his arms. You loved whenever Kihyun became affectionate, his touches always so sweet and gentle. You had a feeling that it wasn’t going to stay that way for long though, this moment being the first one you two have had alone in a while.

Truth be told, the separation had been wearing on you too, a certain itch festering in your chest every time you saw him. You wanted him to fist a hand in your hair with his familiar teasing smirk on his thin lips, teasing you and taking his time with you. It made you smile softly and press closer into Kihyun if that was even possible. You hummed softly when when you felt his fingers press into your stomach and slide down to the waistband of your athletic shorts, his fingertips dipping just beneath the polyester fabric.

“Kihyun!” You gasped playfully, turning around to face the brunette and as you did so, you already missed the feeling of his fingertips on your bare skin.

“We have a party to get ready for! If you’re not going to get dressed, I’ll kick you out and someone else will help me with the zipper,” you teased, the threat nothing more than a playful joke to keep the air lighter. The last thing you need was Minhyuk walking through the door without you and Kihyun being anywhere in sight, participating in activities that weren’t necessarily appropriate at parties.

With your threat made, you placed a soft kiss upon your boyfriend’s lips before backing away and starting to get changed. You worked hard to plan out everything, even going as far as to help the boys pick out aspects of their outfits. You just wanted everything to be perfect.

You didn’t feel Kihyun’s heavy stare on your frame, oblivious to the way he was mapping out all your curves and any blemish upon your beautiful skin. He licked his lips at the sight of you standing in his room clad in nothing but your white lace matching bra and panties. He recognized it as the set he bought you for Valentine’s Day, the memories which only fueled the needy fire in his loins. He was sad to see the blue dress cover you up, though it refocused him on the task at hand.

You both dressed in mostly silence, your voice coming out in a quiet request to zip you in. He complied quietly, his hand lingering on your waist for a moment. Once you were zipped in and the hook and eye at the top was clipped into place, Kihyun leaned in and brushed his lips against the nape of your neck. You jumped at the gentle touch, a flush of pink coming up onto your cheeks. The pink tinge didn’t stop his seductive kisses, but rather encouraged him to litter more sweet kisses down your neck and shoulders.

“Kihyun! Stop!” You laughed, managing to wiggle out of his grasp and gently push him away from you. The small smirk on his face had your insides twisting in the most wonderful ways.

“Minhyuk’s going to be home soon! After the party, ok?” You couldn’t help but let out a heavy sigh, a small smile breaking out across your lips at the look of dejection that crossed your boyfriend’s face.

You backed away and plopped down onto Shownu’s bed, loving the way you just sunk into the memory foam. His bed was prime napping material and Kihyun never let you hear the end of it, especially whenever Shownu catches you snuggled up on his bed. It was the most embarrassing thing in the world, but it never stopped you.

You made yourself comfy while you watched Kihyun change, shamelessly appreciating his physique. He wasn’t all muscled-up and built like Shownu or Wonho, but his slender frame was just perfect in your opinion. You hadn’t even realized you’d been staring until Kihyun called your name, a smirk on his lips once again.

“Staring is rude, love,” he teased. “Also, I think there’s some drool on your chin,” he mumbled, leaning in and brushing his own chin where the supposed ‘drool’ was. You rolled your eyes at him and pouted, your bottom lip jutting out in an over exaggerated manner as you instinctively wiped at your chin.

“You’re an asshole,” you fired right back.

Kihyun looked at you for a moment, a predatory gleam now sparkling in his eyes. You immediately regretted firing back an insult as he started stalking towards you, a playful and nervous smile forming on your lip as he scooted further back on Shownu’s bed.

“Has my love gotten ballsy?” Your boyfriend teased, coming to rest a knee on the edge of the bed.

“Maybe. What’re you going to do about it babe?”

The look on Kihyun’s face was priceless in that moment, and you wish you could have gotten an opportunity to savor it before your boyfriend’s lips were on yours. His lips were determined and hungry, a fire illuminating in you both at the simple action. His hands came to your waist where they didn’t stay for very long before wandering down your thighs.

He squeezed the soft flesh there, a gasp of surprise leaving your lips and separating your kiss. His finger left sparks wherever they touched, a tingling sensation being left behind once they moved to another location. He reached about mid thigh before separating from you and sitting up, using the new position to push your legs open so his hands could come to knead the inside of your thighs. A whine left your lips at the action, causing Kihyun to immediately stop and look down at you with a reprimanding look.

“You can’t be loud my love,” Kihyun purred, an evil smile coming to face, “We wouldn’t the boys to walk in. They’d be able to see how of a littleslut you are.”

An electric shock was sent up your spine at his quiet words, his eyes twinkling in nothing but dominant mirth. It had goosebumps appearing on your arms and the hairs standing up on the back of your neck.

“But you’d like that, wouldn’t you?” He hissed out, looking down at you with every word he spoke, “You’d love for any one of those boys to walk in and see you begging like a whore. You’d love for them to see you with cock down your fucking throat.”

Everything he said made wetness pool in your panties and a flush rise to your cheeks. Kihyun was possessive and needy sometimes, making low blows at any opportunity he could. You would never admit to it out loud, but you adored his possessiveness and his harsh words.

A soft knocking on the door had you jumping and Kihyun scowling, offended that someone would interrupt his time with you. You had an iron grip on Kihyun’s shirt as your heart was practically beating in your throat, you breath uneven and a little shaky from the scare.

“Are you two almost done? Jooheon just called and said that they’re on their way back.” You clearly recognized the disembodied voice to be that of Shownu’s, the man who’s bed your boyfriend almost just fucked you on. You weren’t opposed to the idea at all, you were just opposed to getting caught, especially by the owner of said bed.

“We’ll be right out, give us a minute,” your weak voice called out before Kihyun could say anything. You knew his words were going to be blunt and harsh, and the eldest member didn’t deserve that. Not when you had almost defiled his bed.

Kihyun looked down at you with a raised eyebrow and you could only assume he was thinking along of lines of ‘who put you in charge’. You looked up at him with a pleading expression, promising him a continuation of your little game later. Truthfully, if it weren’t for the fact that Jooheon and Minhyuk were on their way back, you two might not have stopped.

You sat up and placed a gentle kiss on your boyfriend’s lips, placing your hands on his chest while you got lost in the feeling of his lips on yours. He was so intoxicating and you wanted the world to stop so you could stay wrapped up in his touch. A small whine almost left your lips when he pulled away from you finally, moving to get off of the bed so he could make himself look a little more presentable and a tad less like he was about to have crazy sex. The thought of it had a shiver going down your spine, another rush of heat coming to swallow your insides and a wave of wetness to soak your panties once again.

The feeling of Kihyun’s hands on your body and the memory of his filthy words seemed to haunt you, leaving you in need for more. You weren’t sure if you could stave off until later anymore, especially not when Kihyun’s hungry stare bore into you.

“Princess, close your legs and let’s go. They’re almost back.” Your boyfriend mocked your earlier words, causing a scowl to form on your lips. You hated whenever he quoted you and used it to his advantage, and you hated that he was about to leave you high and dry without so much as a sorry. Sure, you promised a continuance later, but it was driving you insane how composed he looked.

With a roll of your eyes you got up off of Shownu’s bed and straightened it out, trying to make it look like it hadn’t been messed with in any way. You stood in front of the mirror in their shared room and straightened out the light blue dress, letting the fabric fall and spread out. You looked yourself over, finally approving of how you looked. Kihyun looked like he approved as well as you caught his hungry stare in the mirror.

Both of you had finally left the bedroom and you apologized to Shownu for taking so long. Of course he brushed it off and dismissed it completely, taking his turn to change into less sweaty clothes. You made your way to retrieve Minhyuk’s birthday cake from the kitchen, wanting to move it to the dinner table in order to show it off. You carefully inspected it for any imperfections, untrusting of Changkyun’s mischievous personality.

Soon enough the boys were changed and everything was decorated and ready for Minhyuk’s party. You were thrilled with yourself with the finishing product, especially when Minhyuk’s reaction was loud and just as excited as you hoped it’d be. He screamed at the surprise and the mood in the dorm was instantly more energetic and lively.

It seemed to be that way for Kihyun as well, because in all the commotion and excitement he became handsy with you. His hands started out on your waist or your hip, pulling you towards him so he could steal quick kisses or whisper in your ear. Everytime he went to sit down, he’d pull your into his lap and hold you close. He’d rest his hands on your thighs and if he was feeling daring, he’d roll his hips up into you. The fear of getting caught had your heart thumping in your chest, but the feeling of his hands on your bare skin and his warm breath ghosting over your neck had you weak in the knees and wanting nothing more than to be beneath Kihyun, moaning his name.

His teasing got more incessant as the party continued on. His grip on your thighs getting tighter whenever you were in his lap and he started placing kisses on the soft skin of your neck. Your patience was wearing thin, and you were pretty sure you weren’t going to make it until the end of the party.

You were off in your own thoughts for a while, trying to keep yourself sane during your boyfriend’s sadistic game. The brief moment of sanity you’d gotten went away as quick as it’d come, because your boyfriend’s lips were back on your throat, this time accompanied by teeth that were desperate to leave a claim on you. An accidental gasp left your lips and you reached down to put a death grip on Kihyun’s thigh, your back straightening out and your cheeks dusting in a shade of pink.

“Y/n? Are you okay?” Your heart dropped into your stomach at the birthday boy’s question, terrified that you might have been caught in the moment. Your voice died in your throat, no words or excuses coming out quick enough.

“I think she’s just overworked Minhyuk,” Kihyun’s voice rung out, snapping you out of your terrified daze, “She’s been working nonstop for a while. I’m going to go take her in for a quick nap. We’ll be out when I’m sure Y/n’s well rested, ok?” His words were sweet and protective as he calmed Minhyuk’s worries, but it only made your guts knot together. This was the calm before the storm and you knew that you were in for it soon enough.

Kihyun stood up and had a protective arm around your waist, his other hand coming to teasingly rub your red ears. No one noticed the teeth marks on your neck, or if they did they didn’t say a single thing to either of you. You’d successfully made it into Kihyun’s room once again and he closed the door behind you two, the sound of the lock clicking into place making your heart stop.

“Now princess, you’ve been a tease all day. I don’t appreciate that.” Kihyun’s voice was steady and low, his face expressionless but dark. “I think I need to teach you how to be a good little bitch for me.”

You nearly choked at his statement, your legs wobbling and a renewed feeling of arousal washing over your entire being. You could only nod at Kihyun’s promises, wanting every unspoken threat and promise he was willing to give you. Your boyfriend seemed dissatisfied by your silent reply, the man stepping forward and taking your chin in his hand.

“That’s not good enough darling. Tell me what you want,” he barked at you, making the softest whimper leave you.

“I want you Kihyun, please? I’ll be good for you, I promise!” Your words were stumbling out, one after the other, and Kihyun personally didn’t look impressed by it. You murmured a couple more promises of behaving and a few more desperate pleas before he called it good enough.

“Turn around and let me take that dress off you,” he ordered, tone less harsh, but you knew better than to test his patience or disobey him.

You turned around for him and shivered as the cool air of the room began to bite at your bare skin as he undressed you. His hands lingered on soft, unmarked skin, excited to leave you with bruises and scratches after your round of fun.

“Now on the bed, Princess.” You nodded and started walking towards Kihyun’s bed, stopping immediately when you heard a disappointed ‘tsk’ come from him. “No, go to Shownu’s bed. You like his bed so much, so I’m going to fuck you like the slut you are on it.”

You looked at him with uncertainty in your eyes, wondering if he was really serious about doing this. His arms were still securely crossed over his chest and his dark brown eyes stared at you expectantly. He was dead serious and you felt your heart thud harder in your chest. You did as he asked and sat down where you had earlier, obeying his order to spread your legs for him as well. You felt so open and vulnerable right then and it had you on edge, even more so when Kihyun stalked up to you and stood in between your spread legs. His hand came to grip your jaw, forcing you to look up into his brown eyes that were sharp and hungry.

“This is my game princess,” His sweet pet name causing a chill to run through your body. “It’s my rules and you’re going to be my good little slut and do as I say, right?” You nodded up at him, your patience running incredibly thin while he stayed as calm and collected as one could be.

He smiled down at your agreement and released your chin from his grasp, his hand coming to wind into your hair with a punishing grip. He held you in place, tilting your head back to look up at the ceiling so he could come back down to the spot on your neck where he’d bitten earlier. The spot was tender but he didn’t care, relishing in the whimper that escaped you as he bit down once again. You felt him start to suck on the patch of skin, certain that there’d be a bruise forming.

A whimper of a curse left you when he pulled away, kissing the forming bruise that he’d left. Kihyun smirked down at you, taking in your nearly naked form as well as the clouded over look in your eyes. He loved it when you hung off of every command he gave, nothing else mattering except for his words.

An insatiable need swelled in your chest and tied your insides all together, your hips rocking in place in any hope to find any kind of friction. Nothing seemed to help and all you could do was mutter out broken curses as you rocked down harder, trying to angle your thrusts to get just the slightest brush of movement against your wet core. Kihyun took notice of your movements, the man more so amused by your desperation.

“What a whore,” He laughed at your actions, an embarrassed flush rising to your cheeks. “You’re so impatient you can’t even wait. You’re rutting on my friend’s bed like a bitch.” His words were a mocking growl and it had your back arching and your toes curling. You stopped your hips movements, the lack of anything happening driving you insane.

“Kihyun, I’m sor-” Your apology was cut off by your boyfriend roughly pulling your hair, a pained grunt leaving your lips at the burning pain of your scalp. You adored it though, the rough way he fucked you and the names he called you.

“Shut the fuck up,” he spat, pulling your hair once again. “If you’re going to talk back to me, I’m going to punish you.”

His words were a promise and it had you gulping and tingling with excitement. He made a motion with his finger for you to stand up and you did it without complaint. Once you were up he switched places with you, taking a seat on his band mate’s bed and pulling you over his knees. Your breath came out in quick pants, your hands finding a tight grip on his black pants as he came to grab handfuls of your ass.

“You know how this works by now princess. I’ll spank you, and you’re going to count. If you stop or count wrong princess, I’ll start over.” You did know how it worked by now, and you’ve experienced messing up his counting. He was just as much of a control freak as you were and him having you count was one of his ways of keeping that control.

His hand came to your white panties where his fingertips ran across the lace, admiring the thin material that left nothing to the imagination. Anticipation filled in the pit of your stomach at the feeling of his fingers on you as light as a feather, knowing that his gentle touch was bound to disappear and turn into something a lot harsher.

Kihyun’s hand left the lace that covered your ass, coming to grip the waistband and tugging the fabric down to your knees. It left you bare before him and your boyfriend loved it that way. His hand came down on your backside unexpectedly, a flash of red heat seeping into your sensitive skin and little tingles being being left in his wake. You were so caught up in the feeling of warmth and pain spreading through your backside that you almost forgot to count. A rushed ‘one’ left your lips, your voice cracking as you spoke.

“You look like you’re having trouble,” You heard him laugh above you. “I’ll make it easy for my little slut. We’ll go up to ten, how does that sound?”

“Yes, please!” You answered back almost instantaneously. He chuckled down at you, pleased by your enthusiasm.

With your agreement made, he continued, each smack to your flesh coming down harder and in quicker succession. You tried so desperately to keep your whimpers and your counting at a decent volume, knowing everyone was right outside the door. Your grip on his jeans grew tighter as you stuttered out counts, your thighs clenching together every time his hand come down on you. Your eyes prickled with tears, the world around you circling as the sting on your behind was spreading and becoming more intense.

You finally reached ten with a broken shout of the word, you breath coming out in gasps as you took a moment to collect yourself. Kihyun was pleased at the mess he’d made of you, gently running his palms over the red handprints he’d left on you. His gentle touch had you shaking in his lap, your soft skin tender to the touch.

“You’re doing so good,” Kihyun cooed at you. “You’re being such a good whore for me.”

His compliment had you exhaling a deep breath you were unaware you were keeping in, relaxing slightly against his thighs as he seemed a little more lenient with you at your good behavior. You startled slightly when you felt his hand pat the back of your thighs softly, the movement signaling you to stand up. You complied with the man’s wish without hesitation, coming to stand before him with flushed skin and your thighs continuously squeezing together in hopes of gaining some relief for your swollen folds and throbbing clit.

“Spread your legs for me, bitch,” Kihyun spit out the simple command, a fresh semblance of heat settling in your lower gut as you felt even more slickness gather on your thighs.

Once you’d spread your legs a little farther Kihyun finished in removing your panties, your excitement clear as day when you quickly stepped out of the wrinkled fabric with haste. You shivered as the cool air hit your wet and exposed folds, your boyfriend staring at the scene of your nearly naked body with hunger and appreciation.

Your boyfriend’s fingers came up to run through the sticky mess that was your wet folds, the man humming in delight at the feeling as well as the lewd noises that came from the simple action. Your knees shook when Kihyun inserted a finger into you, your hands coming to hold onto his shoulder for dear life.

“Wouldn’t you look so pretty laying on this bed while I fingered you until you came? How would Shownu feel if he found out you came all over his sheets?” Kihyun’s questions bubbled to the surface of his lips, the sheer filth in his words sending little electric shocks through your entire body causing your knees to shake and almost give out beneath you.

“A little bitch like you would love that. Getting your cum all over someone else’s bed.” The words came out harsher and his finger thrusted in and out of you at a harsher pace, your wetness causing the most sinful squelching noises to ring through the room.

You couldn’t answer Kihyun’s accusations with anything except for a few hurried nods in confirmation, your attention focused on the feeling of his digit sliding in and out of you as well as keeping yourself standing. The delight of having some sort of relief was short lived as he retracted his finger from you, the single digit glistening with your essence. You cursed at the feeling of sudden emptiness, your hips bucking in a feeble attempt to chase some sort of pleasure.

You looked him in the eyes as a silent plea to continue or do something else, an insatiable desire settling in the pit of your stomach. Kihyun wasn’t going to be much help and you should’ve known better by now, the man deciding to tease even further by bringing his soaked finger up to his lips. The scene was so scandalous, the man taking his time to thoroughly lick off any of the slick liquid that was on his finger. It just made a burning fire explode in your chest, everything feeling as though it’d been multiplied ten times over.

“Please Kihyun, fuck,” you whined as you watched, thoroughly engrossed as he continued.

“Do you really want more?” His question was sharp and laced with danger. “Then I want to hear you beg like a whore.”

You whined and rolled your head back, throwing your own meek version of a mini temper tantrum at his demand. You didn’t want to beg anymore, you just wanted his cock in you and his hand around your throat. You wanted to complain and bicker about it, do anything you could to get out of having to plead and whisper out your filthy desires. The impatient looks on Kihyun’s face was answer enough that you weren’t getting out of it, that if you really wanted him you’d have to beg.

“Kihyun,” you purred, massaging the soft skin on the back of his neck. “I want you so badly. Please, I want to sit on your face. I want to ride your dick. Kihyun, please!”

He looked up at you, a wickedly pleased smile on his face at your words. He adored hearing every sinful wish flow from your lips like honey, hanging off of each fantasy and dream like it was more precious than the earth, sky, and stars.

“I knew you were my good little bitch. I knew you could beg for me, you cock whore.” His smile grew as he leaned in and kissed your stomach, kissing his way up to your ribs where he bit down on the unmarred flesh. Your hands came up his hair out of instinct, pulling on the short strands as he bit down harder and started sucking on the patch. When Kihyun was sure that there’d be a lovely blossoming of black and blue he pulled away, licking across his swollen lips.

“If you want to ride me so badly, you’ll get what you want princess,” your boyfriend murmured, your heart skipping a beat as an excited smile broke out on your lips.

You craved the burning sensation in your muscles, the minor control you had in the situation, as well as the opportunity to scratch and leave the prettiest angry red lines down Kihyun’s chest. The mental image of the way Kihyun’s muscles jumped and clenched as your nails raked down his flesh had you squirming and dying to see the scene play out in front of you over and over again.

Your hands left his neck to go to the collar of his shirt where you sweetly asked if you could take it off, wasting no time in doing exactly that once you got the okay. His handsomely tanned skin had your eyes twinkling in glee, knowing that in no time his beautiful skin would be covered in sensual bruises as well as lovely scratches. You couldn’t help the pleased noise you made at the thought of it, Kihyun quirking an eyebrow in your direction if only for a brief moment to question your thoughts.

Kihyun finally scooted back further onto Shownu’s bed and laid down, his head resting on Shownu’s pillow as if he was getting comfortable in his own bed. You wish you could say that you didn’t care, but the truth was that you cared a lot. Kihyun’s words of fucking on someone else’s bed and leaving a beautiful cum stain on their sheets made a hunger settle and fester in your stomach. You had no idea this was something you ever wanted to do, the territory seeming to be a little too personal and seemed to be crossing a line, but you were desperate and wanted it all to happen so badly.

He motioned you to come closer and you did so, immediately crawling on top of him with a sense of urgency. You crawled over him, settling your crotch above his own and taking the opportunity to grind your hips slowly against the rough denim. The friction was just so perfect and delicious that you couldn’t help but to take your position as advantage and continue rolling your core down onto his clothed erection, your fluids soaking his jeans and leaving a wet spot on them.

Your boyfriend threw his head back against the soft cushioning of the pillow at your actions, a low growl rumbling from deep down in his chest. The sound made your hips stutter, the low noise so unlike his sweet personality and it had you like puddy in the palm of his hands.

“Come on Princess, you said you wanted to ride my cock. Get to it or else I’ll hold you down and fuck you however I like,” your boyfriend taunted, roughly thrusting his hips up against you just to see you shiver and moan as the rough denim collided with you once again.

Truthfully, that was all the motivation that you needed, your excited hands coming down to the buckle of his belt where you tugged and pulled desperately. He only laughed at the sight of you struggling, doing nothing to help you with it and remaining just as impassive and calm as he always portrayed himself as.

You finally made some success in your feeble attempts and got the leather undone, making your way to the button and zipper on his jeans that got undone in the blink of an eye. Your hand came to palm his erection through his underwear, a soft, pleased hum coming from you as you heard him hiss through his teeth. Your hands never stopped their movements as you leaned down to kiss at the flat planes of his pale stomach, the muscles twitching beneath your warm lips. His hips started to roll up into your hand, matching the rhythm in which your hand rubbed him.

You gasped when you felt a death grip come to your hair, Kihyun roughly yanking your head back so you could look him in the eyes. His eyes were fierce and burning as he looked at you, his grip never ceasing or slacking as he hissed out, “Fucking get to it. For a needy bitch, you sure are taking your sweet time.”

A fierce shiver shot down your spine at your boyfriend’s choice of words, your hands moving to the waistband of Kihyun’s underwear to tug them down in a hurry. You made sure that both his jeans and boxers were pulled down to his mid-thigh, ensuring that you weren’t going to stain or ruin the material. He would have to go out and join everyone else eventually and you wanted to make sure that your rather..scandalous activities wouldn’t be so obvious.

His grip in your hair subsided and released at your obedience, a disappointed noise of protest leaving you not long afterwards. Kihyun’s mocking chuckle came out once again, shocking you with his lust darkened eyes.

“What? Do you really like it that much when I pull your hair?”

You nodded your head as best as you could with your hair in his grip. You repositioned yourself so that you were right above Kihyun’s lap and rolled your hips down, rubbing your bare, wet folds across his exposed cock. How Kihyun stayed composed in that moment, you’d never know, but you were appreciative of his grip in your hair loosening enough so you could seek some pleasure.

“Would you like it if I choked you too? You’re such a fucking slut I bet you would.” His words were strained and breathy, your movements obviously coming to effect him even though he didn’t react.

All you could do in that moment was curse and nod enthusiastically. It felt like your brain suddenly stopped functioning and the only thing you could do was hang off every honey-sweet word Kihyun said.

“If you do a good job riding me princess, then I’ll choke you as I pound into your sweet pussy. How does that sound?” You moaned at the suggestion, your hips lifting and your hand coming down to grasp his erection so you could place him at your entrance.

You sunk down on his cock slowly, biting your bottom lip to keep in any desperate moans you may make. Kihyun on the other hand shamelessly groaned when your heat finally enveloped him, the feeling indescribable no matter how many times he’d experienced it. One of his hands came to hold onto one of your thighs, massaging the muscles that tensed and flexed beneath his hold.

Once Kihyun was fully sheathed in you, you decided to roll your hips in small, circular motions. Little gasps left you as every little movement had you seeing stars, you heart thudding against your chest, and the sounds of your blood pumping ringing in your ears. It was hot and utterly intoxicating and you sought out more of that mind numbing pleasure.

Your boyfriend bucked his hips up into you, a choked moan leaving your already scratchy throat. It took your body and brain a moment to filter through all the sensations you’d felt from his small action; the heat, the electricity, and even the surprise coming in thrilling waves. You cursed and lifted yourself up until just the head of Kihyun’s member was in you before dropping down with a satisfied moan.

This only seemed to spark something within you, your movements faster and a tad sloppier than you’d care to admit. Your muscles burned and ached as your movements sped up, Kihyun’s grasp on your thigh becoming bruising. He suddenly sat up and leaned into you, his free hand coming to wrap around your throat and staying there. He applied no pressure but just kept his hand against the hot flesh of your neck, causing your pace to slow as confusion filled your lust hazy brain.

“Now, now princess,” He cooed, “Don’t slow down or else you’ll never get what you want. Earn it, slut.”

Without another word you picked up the pace as best as you could with your boyfriend pressed against you, the air surrounding you two suffocating and hot. You wanted to set a quick pace, craving the pleasurable burn in your muscles. Moans and soft sounds of ecstasy were flowing from you like a river, the feeling of Kihyun’s cock in you setting your insides aflame.

Your hands came into your boyfriend’s chestnut hair, fingers running through the addictive texture of his undercut. Kihyun’s hand clenched down on your throat finally, your rhythm stuttering and your fingers digging into his scalp. Your head was in the clouds and you lost yourself for a brief moment, unaware of your own hips slowly down to a near stop, much to the displeasure of your boyfriend.

His hand released your throat and you felt your lungs burn as oxygen was flooded into them, a breathy and strained form of his name coming from your mouth in nothing more than a needy plea. You rolled your hips with more fervor than before, clenching down on Kihyun as an attempt to get him to squeeze again. You were partially addicted to the feeling you got from Kihyun every time he choked you, the high from it almost indescribable as the world seemed to swirl and encase you in a never ending feeling of bliss. Your body twitched at the thought of it, your watery eyes looking down into Kihyun’s own dominate gaze. He could only smirk at you and release you completely, the look in his eyes absolutely troublesome.

“Now what should be do with a selfish bitch like you? You’re getting everything you wanted Princess, yet you can’t even follow a simple request.” He shook his head and clicked his tongue. Your stomach dropped at his words, your mouth quickly opening to call his name and whimper out any apology you could muster.

Kihyun wasn’t having it and was clearly tired of laying on his back and dealing with a tempo that wasn’t his own. He thrust his hip up sharply, sending little bolts of white hot electricity throughout your entire body and effectively cutting off anything you may have had to say.

“I don’t want to hear it, you spoiled little bitch. I’m going to fuck your sweet cunt however I want and that’s all you’ll get princess.” His hands came to grab at the backs of your thighs, fingers digging into the supple skin where bruises were surely to form. He tugged up, lifting you off of him slightly and indicating that you needed to get up.

An upset whine of Kihyun’s name fell from your mouth when he lifted you up the tiniest bit, not wanting to lose the incredible fullness you always felt from having his cock in you. He just sent a displeased look your way, tugging harder on your thighs to prove that he wasn’t playing with you. You reluctantly, and regretfully, slowly slid off of him, the wet sound in the quiet room making your insides turn and twist.

Once you were completely off of him, empty twitching and craving to be filled once again, Kihyun let go of your thighs and pushed you onto the soft cushion of Shownu’s bed. His hands traded the spot on your thighs for a grip on your hips, using the new position to keep you pressed against the bed. You knew what was coming next and you closed your eyes, spreading your legs as far as they would go in pure anticipation.

You were rewarded not a moment later with a hard thrust, a choked curse coming from you. The sensation was unbelievable, your chest tightening and every inch of you feeling consumed in unadulterated lust. Everything burned and you felt like you couldn’t catch your breath, it was stunning and it only made you itch for more. Kihyun could see that in you as well, if only by the way your back arched off of the blue blanket you were on and the way every noise that came from you was unabashed and nonsensical.

Truth be told, every little noise and every little move you made had a fire burning throughout every limb. He craved to see you melt and break underneath him, and with that absolute desire he set off with a brutal pace, the room being filled with the sounds of his grunts and the wet smacking of his hard thrusts. The movement of his hips moving, had tears welling up in your eyes threatening to spill over, the sheer force sending you into a state of unbelievable bliss.

Your core was sopping wet, every thrust into you causing your fluids to dribble out and down your ass. It was messy but you loved it. You felt like a ragdoll beneath your boyfriend, taking whatever he was willing to give you and the utter force at which he gave it to you had you shaking in his grasp. He hands were digging bruises into your hips and the brutal pace he was going at had you nearing your edge faster than what you liked.

“Kihyun,” you nearly shouted, your voice bouncing against the walls in the room you two were in.

He looked down at you at the call of his name, watching you as you whimpered and as tears finally spilled from your eyes. Sweat dripped down his temple as he clenched his teeth at the absolutely raunchy sight. He had you spread open and absolutely dripping on another man’s bed and it was just a delicious sight to behold. Kihyun cursed as he had a hand returning to your throat, his grip clamping down and having you gasp for air desperately.

That final motion pushed you over the edge, any noise you could have made dying out into a desperate wheeze. Your vision went white and you went absolutely numb for a brief moment in time. It was nothing short of heavenly as Kihyun fucked you through your high, black dots appearing in your vision and your lungs absolutely on fire with lack of oxygen. With a grin, Kihyun released his grip on your throat and delivered a particularly hard thrust, the actions making your threachea ache and your chest sting with fire as you breathed in once again.

You felt like you were going insane and you could only whimper your boyfriend’s name, your flushed cheeks stained with tears. The sight of you so destroyed beneath him was what pushed him over the edge as well, his hips stuttering and slowing down from their brutal pace.

Kihyun pulled out and let you go entirely, his own hand coming down to his erection which was soaked with your release and stroking in a quick and messy pace. He was desperate to reach his own release, a grunt of your name coming from him as he looked at you. To him it was the most erotic sight he’d ever seen. You were sprawled out and flushed, your own mess smeared on your thighs and dripping down to pool onto someone else’s bed as you were lost in your own world of ecstasy. The knowledge that he put you into such a state had him finally at release, hot spurts of his semen splattering across the blue blankets and your legs.

It was as though the world stopped turning and you two were caught up in your own state of recovering, you both gasping in the sex stenched air. Kihyun looked down at you once again, his eyes not consumed by lust or desire but rather the inconceivable love he felt for you. He leaned down and wiped the tears from your cheeks, kissing your forehead and whispering your name.

It was like being electrified to hear your name being called so sweetly from his lips and you couldn’t help but let a soft smile form on your features. Kihyun stroked your face so gently, whispering out gentle questions about if you were okay or not. You could never comprehend how Kihyun always managed to flip so quickly, how he could go from rough and brutal to touches so unbelievably gentle.

You nodded your head in confirmation, your voice cracking every time you tried to verbally answer. He leaned down and kissed you so tenderly, keeping you quiet and as relaxed as possible.

“I’m going to move you to my bed Princess, okay? I’ll go back out but stay here and rest, alright?” His voice was nothing more than a whisper, calming you down and completely putting you at ease.

You nodded your head once again, a quiet ‘okay’ coming from Kihyun. He took a brief moment to resituate his clothes, pulling his jeans back up and redoing the zipper and button before moving to pick you up. You twitched at the feeling of his hands on your oversensitive skin, his voice coming out in in a coo to try and calm you down. You clutched onto him when he finally lifted you, your face nuzzling into his bare chest.

Before you knew it, you were being tucked into Kihyun’s bed. You were cocooned by the soft blankets that smelled utterly of Kihyun, nuzzling into the soft fabric as your boyfriend stroked your sweaty hair with careful fingers.

“Now sleep Princess, I’ll come back with water and food soon.”

His tone was soothing enough on it's own, but paired with exhaustion, it lulled you to sleep. The world felt soft and almost unreal, the sweet embrace of sleep slowly capturing you.

The last thing you remember hearing was Kihyun shuffling around the room, presumably getting redressed and unlocking the door. He stepped out and you smiled softly as you heard the unmistakable sound the boys teasing him, especially the resident birthday boy.

You would let Kihyun handle their teasing and mocking as the sweet embrace of sleep called for you. This really was a wonderful birthday, though maybe not your own.

[gaypopandlockmein-blog]

Directionless

Pairing: You / Kihyun

Rating: PG

Word Count: 1,624

Genre: Soulmate!AU

Summary: In a world where soulmates have compasses directing them to where their other half is, Kihyun believes that he can’t possibly have anyone out there. Even if he did, he could never go and find them. But what happens when one day his own soul bond drags him to you?

Kihyun has spent almost his entire life staring down at the compass embedded in his wrist; watching as the needle spun and turned and wobbled, begging him to go and search and find that person who he was meant to be with. The only problem with having this kind of soul bond was that he couldn’t do that. Kihyun couldn’t impulsively jump on any plane and start bouncing around the world to find his other half. Even if he wanted to, his own job constraints and the life he chose to live kept him from doing so.

Currently, he’s sitting at a table in front of a wave of fans that he and the other members of Monsta X were greeting, yet all he can do is stare down at his wrist. The needle is going crazy, twirling around in a frantic state, as if it’s as confused as he is about where his soulmate might be. The voice of a young girl brings him from his thoughts and Kihyun smiles politely, dragging his shirt sleeve down over his wrist so it won’t distract him anymore. Of course, it’s obvious to almost everyone there that he’s not really in the moment, though no one is sure how to bring him back.

Kihyun is in the middle of speaking with one of the Monbebes when he feels a slight tug on his wrist. At first, he ignores it, assuming Wonho is messing around with him and yanking his sleeve to get a rise from him. After the fifth time, Kihyun finally turns, glare set on Wonho, who blinks in surprise.

“What?”

“Would you stop pulling at my sleeve already? It’s annoying,” Kihyun whispers, not wanting to draw attention to the situation.

Wonho snorts, shaking his head and putting his hands up in defense. “I’m not pulling at your sleeve, Kihyun. I’ve been signing merchandise and playing around with the Monbebes. It must be your imagination.”

Kihyun opens his mouth to retaliate, maybe even call Wonho out on his lie, when a sharp tug has him falling out of his seat. He blinks, staring with wide eyes at Wonho before yanking his shirt sleeve down to his elbow, seeing the needle pointing towards the North and jerking frenetically. Another small tug has him realizing that this is what was yanking his sleeve the whole time, and heat rises to his cheeks when he figures out that his soulmate must be close. Before anyone can stop him, Kihyun is on his feet, jogging in the direction that his compass needle points, apologizing whenever he bumps into someone.

“Watch where you’re going kid!”

“I apologize sir, I’m in a hurry.”

“HEY! I’ve got a baby with me! Please be more careful!”

“So sorry miss, I’m trying to find my soulmate.”

Kihyun honestly can’t remember how many times he apologizes to people, always recycling the same excuse as he keeps his attention focused on the compass needle that jerks and swings and spins in odd directions. Frustration begins to seep into his system when the needle suddenly stops moving all together and the tugging ceases. He thinks he must look idiotic, waving his arm around and grumbling to himself that the damn thing’s broken.

“Are you really going to stop working now? They’re here! They’re somewhere in this place and you decide now is a good time to lose direction?!” Kihyun groans, spinning around in the same spot and searching frantically for someone, anyone, who may look like he does right now.

With a defeated sigh, he rubs at his temples and starts trudging back towards the meet and greet. As he draws further from the place he was only seconds ago, his wrist begins to burn, the tugging sensation picking up and making him wince. He slaps his free hand over his left wrist, snarling at the somewhat inanimate object.

“Stop that. If you’re just playing a game, then I’m not interested anymore,” he snaps, growing agitated with the stupid soul bond.

Another harsh tug causes him to stumble back, feet slipping and sliding as he’s nearly dragged by the unseen force of his soul bond. Kihyun is honestly shocked by the people who walk past him, ignoring the fact that he’s being towed around by no one. How come no one was reacting? Did they not see it or not care? He assumes it’s the latter, and it makes a pit open in his stomach at how uncaring people can be.

Kihyun is too focused on the people ignoring him to realize that another body is being dragged in a similar fashion right towards him. The impact of the two is what finally catches his attention, nose to nose with the most beautiful person in the entire world, or at least it feels that way to him. On your end, you can’t get the thought of how handsome he is out of your own mind. You’ve spent so long searching for him, traveling when you could in a desperate attempt to find him and now…now he was here.

Neither of you move, breathing in each other’s air and getting lost in the other’s gaze. Someone bumps into your back, causing you to stumble forward that last inch and bump lips with Kihyun, who jerks back at the contact and flushes darkly. You both stand there awkwardly, cheeks beginning to burn red at how unexpected all of this is, especially the small, accidental kiss. After another moment, you open your mouth to speak at the same time Kihyun sucks in air to form his own words.

“Ah, you can go first-“

“No, no you go first.”

Kihyun rubs at the back of his neck, glancing up at you briefly before deciding he can’t keep standing here and ignoring what’s going on.

“I’m Kihyun. I-I can’t…I honestly didn’t think you existed,” he murmurs, chuckling softly at how stupid he is for believing such a thing.

You smile, head titling to the side as you cross your arms over your chest and raise a brow. “Oh really? And here I thought you were the one who didn’t exist. I spent all this time searching for you and you’ve been here the whole time.” Waving your hand exaggeratedly about yourself, you smirk at seeing him squirm.

He winces at the way you say it, feeling like he should have been trying harder to find you, but your laughter causes him looking up in confusion. You bring a hand up to cover your mouth, eyes crinkling as you laugh at the pout that pulls at his lips. Shaking your head, you attempt to take in some air before speaking, watching his brows furrow.

“I’m not angry, I hope you know that. I just always found it kind of hilarious that you never moved. I mean, there were sometimes that my compass needle would fidget, but it almost always pointed in the same direction. I suppose it only makes sense, if you’re a…well, based on the number of security hiding a bit away from us, you’re important?”

Kihyun glances behind him, surprised to see you’re right and a small cluster of security have been trailing him this entire time. His blush returns full force and he turns his gaze back on you so quickly, it nearly causes him whiplash. You purse your lips at the way he winces and rubs his neck, clearly feeling the effects of moving that fast, which sends a rush of concern through you. Kihyun exhales slowly, not sure where to look in the moment, because he knows if he looks back at you he’ll only be tongue tied.

“I’m an idol. You know, like…for music? I’m in a group called Monsta X.”

Humming softly, you rub your chin in thought, head tilting to the side in a way that Kihyun knows he’s going to fall in love with. That same smile from before splits your face and you take a step closer to him, poking his cheek softly, a sort of teasing nature behind the affectionate act. Kihyun can only think about how nice it is to be this close to you and how he never wants there to be any space between you two for the rest of his life.

“I know what an idol is. I’ve been in Korea for about a year, so I’m aware of you and your group. I honestly never thought you would be my soulmate. I kind of assumed it would be some normal person, not a big hit idol,” you tease, though there’s some truth behind your words. You never in a million years would have thought that a celebrity would your soulmate; things like that don’t happen in real life, even if it’s happening right now.

Kihyun raises his arm slowly, fingers wrapping around your wrist before sliding down to your own hand, lacing your digits together. The small action has both of your hearts racing, his smile – more of a smirk really – bringing a light to his features that you think could keep away any dark in your life. It’s oddly intimate, holding his hand, but you suppose it makes sense given you two are soulmates. Someone calls for Kihyun, reminding him of the meet and greet and he huffs, cheeks puffing out in frustration. You giggle at that, poking them playfully again, causing him to laugh as the air rushes from inside his mouth.

“Come with me? I don’t want to waste a second away from you. At least not until we’ve made up on lost time,” Kihyun whispers, head dipping slightly to get closer to your face.

You pretend to think, making him pout slightly, before nodding slowly. “I don’t think I could imagine anything better.”

[zuhoscrumb]

Genre: Smut, killer au

Pairing: killer!kihyun x reader

Word Count: 675

Warning/s: knife play, blood play, implied consent, oral(m receiving), darcyphilia, stockholm syndrome, LOT OF SMUT YEAH

Synopsis: Killer Kihyun captures you, strangely enough your turned out by the situation and Kihyun can’t find the heart to kill you.

A/N: This is a FIC!! FICTION!! NOT REAL!! I understand the situation is strange but as fiction this shit is hot asl. If this type of thing make you uncomfortable, pls don’t read!! I also didn’t proof read this so… sorry? Happy reading!! Also feel free to send in a drabble (prompt list on my carrd in bio).

Your plump lips, wonderful figure, thoughtful eyes, soft skin- he could continue.

Is it wrong for him to love you?

He slid the blade from the side of your face to your neck.

Kihyun had discarded your clothes and had you tied up in your basement.

Dominated in your own home.

Kihyun planned to kill you till he noticed how wet you were.

How you dripped for him and how what he thought were moans and groans of fear were needy.

It would be a lie to say you weren't interested in this kind of thing. You always wanted to try this kind of thing.

You knew it wasn’t appropriate to want a literal killer to rail you but he looked too hot.

The way Kihyun manhandled you and grazed his knife against your body, made your brain fuzzy.

Kihyun gently took the duck tape off your mouth and put the knife back to your neck.

“T-touch me,” you whimpered to your killer, desperately wanting to be pleasured.

Kihyun smiled and took off his mask.

When he did you practically drooled.

He figured, he got this far, he couldn’t simply let you go or kill you after this point anyway.

Kihyun turned the knife to its handle and held the back of the blade. Without warning he pushed the handle into you, causing you to whimper.

He started to thrust the handle in and out of you, faster, using his free hand to rub your clit.

Your juices start to drip down the blade making kihyun decide to stop.

You began to clench around nothing from the sudden emptiness.

“Please, sir!”

Kihyun smirked at the honorific.

“Lick,” Kihyun said simply, holding the blade to your mouth.

His expectation was clear and it’s not like you didn’t want to, so you did as told and licked the shape side of the blade, causing you to cut your tongue a bit.

Kihyun immediately crashed his lips into yours, tasting not only your fluids but also the metallic flavor of your blood.

This is the hottest thing you’ve ever experienced, and you felt a shot of excitement spike your body as your captor started to remove his pants.

Kihyun connected his lips to yours and pushed his member into yours.

He continued the ram into you despite your screams and whimpers.

Kihyun seeing the tear weld in your eyes and hearing your moans against his mouth was heaven.

He felt himself feel close to his orgasm and pulled out, while also separating the kiss.

“Please put it back, I’ll be so good for you, please mister,” pleads spilled from your mouth trying your hardest to convince Kihyun to fuck you again.

Tears started to drop faster from your eyes as you continuously clenched around nothing.

“I need you, please,” you sobbed.

A light bull went off in Kihyun’s head, he quickly placed a thumb in your mouth to get you to stop talking.

“Shut up for me, darling.”

And you did.

What else could you have done?

You were so ready to submit to this man.

Not just for now, but for as long as you lived.

Kihyun pressed his cock into your mouth, which was already slick with your saliva, from the amount of drooling you've done.

“God,” Kihyun slurred, letting out an elongated sigh.

“Your mouth is perfect, pretty thing,” he said, gripping your breast, giving special attention to your nipple.

Kihyun used his free hand to grip your hair and thrusted into your mouth.

You gagged and choked but you took it all like a good slut just for him.

Kihyun eventually came into your mouth and you didn't let a single drop spill.

You treasured every bit of him and what he gave you and this was no exception.

“Fuck,” Kihyun cursed pulling out of your mouth.

He looked down at you and smiled, filling your chest with pride.

“I’m gonna keep you,” he said, ruffling your hair, and kissing your forehead, making you smile.

[jeonstellate]

love is: a compass

you’ve witnessed firsthand how one’s love can manifest into multiple — sometimes contrasting — things, yet you still didn’t expect kihyun’s love to be just like yours.

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chapter sixteen: the storm of the night before

You had never slept alone in your room ever since you gave birth. Partly because you weren’t well off enough to give Kian her own room just yet, but mostly because it puts you at ease hearing your daughter breathe as she slept.

Even when you two started living in the MX house, you still shared a room — although that was a product of another reason. Yes, the mansion has more than enough rooms to choose from, but Kian was still getting used to all the changes that happened — something in her old routine had to be kept the same. And it wasn’t like you support the idea of leaving your four-year old alone at night, either — especially in a location that might be swarmed by enemies as you slept. Of course, you knew she had to learn to become independent in that sense soon, but you were in no rush to have her grow up as soon as possible.

Thus, in the night before your wedding, when your cousin Seungcheol took Kian for the night to make the preparations the following morning easier, you felt uneasy sleeping by yourself.

Kian was picked up by her SVT uncles a few hours after lunch. As such, you didn’t even have the toddler to tire you out enough. You didn’t have work, either, since your vacation leave had already started. You had already cleaned and rearranged anything that you could, but you were still unfortunately wide awake. Watching anything to pass time was proven to be futile as well, since all the presented recommendations catered to your daughter and consequently just made you miss her even more.

You were told to sleep early, to prevent bags under your eyes. Unfortunately, even if you were trying your best to do exactly that, the silence in your room was deafening — suffocating you, too, almost. Even when you tried to put on some white noise to drown it out, sleep still couldn’t claim you.

Sadly, you couldn’t just grab a drink to help you knockout, either. After all, as much as sleeping early was important, waking up without a hangover was even more preferable.

"Ryuki?" You never imagined that you would’ve to resort to this. Your relationship with Ryuki had gotten even colder in the past weeks, right after your outing with I.M and Player. You weren’t sure why so — and you felt like you were in no position to ask, so you just let it be.

Unfortunately for him, he was the closest thing you had in your daughter’s absence.

"Can I help you?" Ryuki soon cracked his door open, just creating a small enough gap to peek at whoever dared to knock.

You hesitated for a moment as a bit of your sanity came back. Still, you couldn’t stop words from escaping your lips. "I miss Kian."

There was silence first, then— "And? Do you want to make another one?"

Had you been drinking anything, you would’ve surely spat it out. You knew providing an heir was in the contract between MX and SVT, but you hadn’t really talked to Ryuki long enough to ask if Kian already counted. And even if you now had the time to talk, you weren’t really in the mood to venture in that topic.

You snapped your mouth close, after involuntarily opening it due to shock. You immediately turned to leave, "I should’ve just went to Hyungwon."

Yet, before you could take another step, a hand encircled your wrist. "What did you really come here for?"

"I already told you . . . I miss my daughter."

"Our daughter," Ryuki corrected as he let go of your wrist. You then heard him let out a deep breath before he spoke up again, "Just go to sleep, we’ll see her tomorrow."

"I can’t—" You stopped suddenly, as if you thought better about your next words. "I’ve tried and I’m not so sure I can sleep without her."

Something shifted in the air suddenly, although you were unsure why it did. All you did know was it couldn’t be for of a good reason — especially since the temperature felt like it dropped a few degrees.

"It’s not easy sleeping alone when you’ve been so used to having someone next to you, isn’t it?" It wasn’t a question — nor was it still about your present dilemma. It was, for its complications, a long overdue topic — one that bloomed long before Kian was even born.

You sighed, this is going to be a long night.

Slowly, without another word, you turned back towards his direction and sat down in front of his door. Your back was pressed on the oak, your legs crossed and tucked under you. You looked up to meet his questioning eyes, your expression neutral.

"I’m sorry, Yoo Kihyun." You forced yourself to not break the eye contact as you finally referred to him by his civilian name. You needed him to see your sincerity and feel it resonate as much as possible, even if your apologies would only turn out to be futile later. "There are a lot of things I’m sorry for, but there is nothing I regret."

You heard him let out a dry chuckle. "Do you really hate me that much? Did— did I make your life that miserable? To the point that you don’t even feel an ounce of regret for leaving me?"

You hardened the expression you wore. "Don’t put words into my mouth. I never—"

"—But that’s what you meant, isn’t it?" Kihyun cut you off before you could even finish. "You even came up with a scheme—"

"—That’s not—"

"—To leave, involving the leaders of SVT and Hyungwon! How is it that you had no problem telling them the truth, but you didn’t tell me? I was—"

"—I couldn’t—"

Albeit you both initially tried to control your volume, your voices just kept on raising an octave with each argument — as both of you tried to be heard over the other. Thankfully, the whole floor wing was designated for Kihyun, so no one else was around to hear your screaming match.

Unspoken as it was, you were both glad that your daughter wasn’t round to overhear. Whether it was a blessing that Kian was over at Seungcheol’s in the first place was debatable, though. After all, was it really a good idea to address the elephant in the room the night before the wedding — when talking it out wouldn’t guarantee resolution?

By how everything was going, it wouldn’t be too surprising if addressing the past only created a greater divide between you and Kihyun.

It was a miracle one of you eventually managed to collect your mind and calm down. However, for what it was worth, it wasn’t at all surprising that it was you who did.

"Can you just listen to me?" You dropped your voice back down after you realized how ridiculous you two were being by trying to out-scream each other. "Just for a second, just listen. Please."

Your plead seemed to have shocked him, if you were going by the indication given by his suddenly wide eyes. However, just before you could conclude that he finally gave in, he spoke once more. "No.

"No," Kihyun’s voice held an unyielding finality in them, "because the last time I listened to you, you took Kian away from me."

chapter seventeen: the calmness after the storm

Despite Kihyun’s blatant refusal to hear you explain yourself, you still ended up doing so, anyway. Although, admittedly, that feat wasn’t achievable without a compromise.

You recognized you had left him with years worth of hatred and a multitude of unanswered questions, so you didn’t do anything that might potentially invalidate his feelings. Instead, you chose to let him have the microphone until he ran out of things to say — or until he ran out of energy to continue.

Then, once the hoarseness made it impossible to say anything else, you did your best to answer all his questions in order.

You never hated him. No matter how hateful and cruel your actions to him were, you had nothing but love for him.

You were in no way, shape, nor form miserable during your life together. In fact, you were extremely thankful that he went out of his way to separate and protect you from the dark side of MX. Not to mention he allowed you to continue living your civilian life as it was, without restrictions.

He was the main source of your happiness, the sole owner of your heart. At least back then.

Still, despite all of those, you didn’t feel an ounce of regret for ruining what you had then. Because, as you told him before you left, as much as you loved him, you just didn’t love him enough — enough to jeopardize Kian’s chance at a normal and safe life, that was.

"I can protect her. Both of you." Kihyun had long lost his energy to stand, so he had been sitting on the floor early into your spiel. You couldn’t see him clearly since it was quite dark in his room, but you could tell he was leaning against the wall — seating close to his bedroom door and to you, but facing the opposite way. "You didn’t have to leave."

You knew he was going to say that. You also knew he meant it with all his heart. You trust him to do nothing less, which admittedly part of the reason why you strengthened your resolve to leave. You liked how unrestricted you were, with just a tracker locating where you were. With the existence of a child, however, you knew you were bound to lose that freedom and instead be under constant surveillance — especially after what happened to Hayeon. Despite being well aware of his good intentions, you also knew you would end up hating him because of it.

You didn’t want to hate him. And you most certainly didn’t want him to face a situation where he would’ve had to choose between you and Kian or MX — nor, even worse, you or Kian.

"I couldn’t think of any other way that would give our child a chance at a normal life and also eliminate the possibility of you having to choose, so I made the call," you explained further. As brave as you were earlier, you no longer found the strength to look at him as you revealed everything. "I could never bear the thought of hating you; but I figured I could probably live with knowing you hated me, so I— I made you hate me. I made sure you blamed me for every reason why our relationship went down to flames."

"If you wanted to leave, you could’ve just said so," you heard him say. "You didn’t have to do all of that."

"Without the dramatics, would have you really let me go?" You challenged. "Without offering to fix whatever it was that made me want to leave? Without assigning people to trail me and keep me safe? Without checking in on me whenever you thought of me?" You paused to hear his response, but the silence only stretched the more you waited. Albeit he didn’t say anything, the loud silence that followed your prompt was enough. "I didn’t think so, either."

Everything you did back then was necessary. Most of them broke your own heart, but you had to soldier on — especially since your mission’s success guaranteed your removal from Kihyun’s radar. Without such thing monitoring you behind your back, you weren’t burdened with the possibility of him ever finding out. That way, you felt more at ease about raising Kian away from him.

SVT was involved because you needed someone who had similar capabilities as MX. You needed someone who could help you cover your tracks — not just from MX, but also from anyone who might use you against either MX or SVT. You didn’t plan on involving anyone from MX in your escape, partly because it was too risky to do so, but mostly because you didn’t want any of them to break his trust. After all, as much as you didn’t agree that MX’s business was safe enough for Kian’s wellbeing, you value the brotherhood that formed because of it — and, thus, would rather not be the cause of a rift.

Silence followed after you finished answering his questions and follow-ups. However, just before Kihyun could comprehend that you were actually done and not merely taking a pause, you uttered something under your breath. "I needed you to hate me, so you can forget about me; so you can move on.

"I had hoped that you’d find someone else, in my absence. Someone more deserving of your affection. Someone who would love you without reservations, like I did. But, alas." A timid smile suddenly graced your features. Rather than happiness, though, it was an act paired with a tint of sadness in your eyes. You turned towards him, "I’m sorry fate has bound us, Yoo Kihyun."

chapter eighteen: the quietness after the storm

The Yoo Kihyun you knew as his significant other was different from the Yoo Kihyun you had to come back to. He was colder. Meaner. Harder to read.

Not that you were counting his personality change against him. After all, you — of all people — knew what prompted him to be more closed off. Plus, it wasn’t like you two were still comfortable enough with each other to treat one another the same way as before.

Sure, between snide remarks and verbal quarrels, you two were still courteous to one another. Sometimes, the actions were from conscious decisions. Most of the time, though, they were out of instinct — a habit even the passage of time couldn’t erase.

Truthfully, you never really cared if his courtesy was consciously or unconsciously made — just like he does whenever you do the same.

However, for his newest display of courtesy, you somehow found yourself wondering which root it was from. "W— what?"

"Come to bed," Kihyun, without any specifications to guide him, took your reply differently. "Don’t make me repeat it again."

"Why—?"

"Don’t read too much into it," he dismissed your inquiry before you could even finish. "I just need to make sure you don’t run."

You didn’t buy his excuse. Unfortunately, even if you tired yourself hoarse from giving Kihyun his long-overdue closure, you still didn’t think you could sleep alone. Which, ultimately, left you with no other choice.

When morning came, the distance you put before you closed your eyes appeared to have melted with the moon.

Kihyun’s arm, which was nowhere near you when you slept, somehow found its way to wrap around you. Sometime between the transition from night to day, you had somehow gravitated toward him — if he didn’t unconsciously pull you closer in his sleep, that was.

Perhaps it was part of the whole ‘preventing you from running’ ruse. Or perhaps it was just another one of your unerased habit from long ago. Either way, whatever the case might be, his sleeping figure was unarguably the very first thing you saw when you fluttered your eyes open.

There were a number of years when you thought waking up next to him was the only way to properly start your day. When you agreed to be his betrothed for your second gamble, you ultimately decided that continuing to put your life at risk by staying by his side was worth it if it meant you got to start your days with him; if it meant you always had him to give you strength for any awaiting obstacles. You used to believe, albeit quite naively, that everything would be alright, as long as you had him.

And, really, it was . . . until it wasn’t.

You flinched away and attempted to create more distance, immediately realizing that Kihyun probably wouldn’t appreciate your proximity once he regained consciousness. However, much to your surprise, his arm instantly tugged you back — almost on instinct. Perhaps, you could easily blame the sleepiness in your system, but you could swear his hold on you tightened.

You had somewhat mastered escaping a hold, without waking up the person that was holding onto you, thanks to both Kihyun and Kian over the years. However, it wasn’t always effective — especially if the latter was in a sensitive state of sleep.

Considering how Kihyun reacted when you flinched, you could only assume he was partially aware of his surroundings. Thus, if you move one more time, you would definitely wake him up. And as much as you didn’t want to disturb his sleep, you needed him to let you get ready.

After all, neither of you could be late for your own wedding.

Rather than having him wake up abruptly, you chose to ease him into it — just like you used to do back then. "Kihyun," you called softly with your voice hoarse with sleep.

You took a moment to admire him when your first tactic didn’t seem to work, no matter how much you called him. With his eyes closed and sleep cradling him, there was nothing intimidating about him. He was just Kihyun, the man you used to wake up next to, the man you gambled your life for. And, somehow, seeing him in this state reminded you of what it was — and what it could’ve been.

Unconsciously, your hand found its way to his face. Fortunately, before it can make any contact with his cheek, you were able to freeze it mid-air.

Waking Kihyun up by touching his face was a second resort tactic by the old you, the you that loved him with everything that you were. Not the you that left him alone. And certainly not the you that lied and took his child away.

After what you did, you were well-aware that you no longer deserve a lot of things. But, as it seemed, the universe was conspiring to prove you otherwise.

The instant Kihyun’s eyelids fluttered, you retracted your arm back to you. You had half a mind to turn away so he wouldn’t catch you staring, but you already made eye contact with him before you could even shift.

You didn’t know what you expected to happen then, all you knew was you never would’ve guessed the very first thing he uttered after waking up.

"Can you learn to love me again?"

chapter nineteen: the rainbow of the morning after

Your wedding was a small, private affair. That was, if you consider having the entirety of MX and SVT in attendance a short guest list — not to mention the core members of their respective allies.

Considering that your wedding wasn’t really a civilian affair, there were only a handful of civilians present. Even then, all guests — except your daughter — were aware of the true nature of the event. In some form or another, everyone present had ties — personal or otherwise — with a mafia gang.

Although it was undoubtedly your wedding with Kihyun, at its core, it was a mere way for MX and SVT to seal off their alliance. Given that you were only an unofficial member of SVT, you weren’t really consulted with any wedding matters. As such, Kihyun was probably the only one they let privy to its details — and considering how well you two got along, it was no surprise that no information was ever passed on to you.

Really, the only reason you knew the wedding was still happening was due to the days Nari and Hayeon dragged you to get fitted for your wedding attire — once to get your measurements taken and the other to make any necessary adjustments. Absurd as it was, Nari and Hayeon were required by their significant others — Minhyuk and Changkyun, respectively — to not let you see your attire, so even that was still out of your reach.

You absolutely had no idea why you were forbidden to see the only preview you had for your big day. Thankfully, with all the deadlines and other obligations you had, you didn’t really had the time to dwell on it.

When the scheduled day finally arrived, you then immediately understood why MX went through such lengths to keep you from seeing your outfit beforehand.

Your attire was the exact replica of your sketch from five years ago, down to the smallest detail. Albeit you weren’t a fashion designer by any means, you tried your best to sketch your dream wedding attire using your skills as a professional architect. During the eight months of your first engagement, you were also able to sketch Kihyun’s outfit as well, with details added according to his own suggestions and preferences. Furthermore, albeit it wasn’t finalized and mostly just a cloud of brainstormed ideas on paper, you were also able to get started on sketching how you imagined the venue to look like. Of course, just like you did for his suit, you also incorporated Kihyun’s opinions into them. After all, it was supposed to be your wedding.

All your wedding-related sketches were inside a single sketchbook, one you purposely didn’t mix with any other artwork. If you remembered correctly, it also served as a journal to you back then; it also housing a specific portion of your thoughts — starting from the night Kihyun proposed and ending with the day you completed your third gamble. You were fairly certain you were able to take it with you when you left your shared apartment, but misplaced it sometime before you left the country, so you weren’t entirely sure how SVT and/or MX could’ve extracted ideas from it.

One thing was for sure, though: that sketchbook was definitely used during the planning of the wedding.

"Are you ready?" Seungcheol was the one set to walk you down the aisle. According to him, since SVT was the one who extended the olive branch to MX, his party had to be the one walking down to symbolize that. However, in Jihoon’s account of events, you were the one chosen to walk down the aisle simply because Seungcheol lost to Hyunwoo in rock paper scissors.

As such, you were unable to watch Kian walk down as the designated flower girl. Thankfully, Nari and Hayeon — as well as Soonyoung and Mingyu — were more than ecstatic to record that moment for you.

"Ready." As if merely waiting for your confirmation, the double doors opened from the inside — to reveal the path you must walk on with Seungcheol.

Truth be told, you had been contemplating what you were supposed to feel on your wedding day since the people contracted to fix you up started doing their job. Somehow, you managed to convince yourself that you’d be indifferent — after all, your upcoming marriage was contractual. Yes, the person at the end of the aisle was the same as the one in your dreams, but the circumstances were no longer as they were back then.

There was no longer love involved, unlike when you used to dream of the day.

However, when you finally saw how venue was decorated — how the one in charge for the decorations incorporated your ideas from five years ago, despite your lack of direct involvement — you realized otherwise.

After all this time, there was still love — even if it was no longer how it used to be.

"He still loves you, you know," you heard your cousin whisper as you two continued your slow walk down the aisle.

"Wha— what?" You answered in surprise, slightly convinced that he could read your thoughts.

"Kihyun still loves you," Seungcheol repeated. "He never said it out loud, at least not when SVT’s around, but I can tell."

You inevitably made eye contact with Kihyun at the end of the aisle, precisely at the moment you suddenly felt overwhelmed. Although your cousin didn’t say it directly, based on how you noticed him glancing around the venue at the corner of your eye, you connected that he was most likely referring to the wedding itself — somehow implying that Kihyun played a greater role in the preparation than you initially thought. More specifically, it seemed like Seungcheol was implying that Kihyun took charge of the decorations — which hereby also imply that he was the one who deliberately incorporated your ideas into the wedding.

Despite the coldness of your relationship — or lack there of — ever since you crossed paths once more, Kihyun still cared enough about you to make your dream wedding from five years ago a reality. He had no reason to do that, especially since the wedding was merely for an alliance’s sake and he clearly loathed you for the decisions you had made in the past, but he still thought of you as he planned out everything.

Sure, it would be valid to argue that it was merely another display of consideration from his part — or even as a manifestation of an unerased habit from long ago. However, somehow, you knew it was more than just a habit. It was a conscious decision: an act deliberately made — not out of respect, but out of something else entirely.

"Yeah," you replied slowly as memories upon memories of his unerased mannerisms came flashing back. You began to wonder just how frequent his conscious kindness towards you actually showed itself, but you were just too oblivious to take notice of its true nature. "I can tell, too."

You sent a smile on Kihyun’s way, as a silent assurance since you could sense that he was getting worried about your probably-glossed eyes. "You two are the same."

Fortunately for Seungcheol, you had finally reached the end before you could even think about questioning his observation. "What were you guys talking about?" Unfortunately for your cousin, though, it also meant that Kihyun heard his last remark.

"Sea will tell you later, I’m sure." He replied dismissively and cryptically all at once. "For now . . . take care of my cousin for me."

Seungcheol passed your hand to Kihyun, completing his role as the person who extended the olive branch.

With the distance between the two of you now being a mere two steps, you were able to see into his eyes. And, somehow, even if you had looked him right in the eye before, you were barely noticing what his gaze held whenever he looked at you.

Past whatever emotions he was currently feeling, buried beneath time and the clouds, was love. Albeit it wasn’t as it was, with all the scars it picked up along the way, it still exist — more prominent now than it probably would’ve been, especially with the disappearance of the mist obscuring it from view.

You weren’t quite sure how his love survived underneath all hatred and loathing you implanted within its roots, but it did. Somehow.

And maybe, just maybe, you’d let yourself gamble once more.

Can you learn to love me again?

"I can’t love you again," you whispered, only intending for him to hear, "because I never stopped in the first place."

[winter-dayz]

Fictober 2023

winter-dayz

A collection of oneshots for Fictober 2023.

Not every story is a romantic pairing. In some oneshots, the reader/main character is a villain; in some, the idol character is a villain. Please be aware that many are heavily horror or angst-themed.

READ ALL WARNINGS AND TAGS IN EACH ONESHOT.

Taglist:  @soobin-chois

Kim Jisoo: It's only a dream... College AU; Nightmare on Elm Street AU Genre: Horror

Lee Hoseok: Freedom or the Kindness of Death Hybrid AU; Shapeshifter AU Genre: Horror

Lalisa Manobal: Eternal Love Vampire AU Genre: Angst, Fluff, Horror, Smut

Mark Tuan: A Polite Haunting Ghost AU Genre: Horror

Jeon Jungkook: His Treasure Dragon AU Genre: Horror; Smut

Lee Jooheon: Anything Goes The Purge AU Genre: Smut

Felix Lee: So naive... Fairy AU Genre: Angst; Horror (if you squint)

Kim Seungmin: Lonely St. Grim Reaper AU; Soulmate AU Genre: Angst; Fluff

Min Yoongi: Betrayed Gumiho AU; Korean Mythology AU Genre: Angst; Fluff; Horror

Choi Yeonjun: Old Wives' Tales Werewolf AU Genre: Fluff

Shin Yuna: Bringer of Death Mummy AU; Inspired by The Mummy (1999) Genre: Angst; Fluff

Kim Namjoon: Reclamation Dryad AU; Greek Mythology AU Genre: Fluff; Horror

Park Jimin: Movie Marathon Scary Movie Night Genre: Fluff

Kang Taehyun: Only silence remains Shadow People AU Genre: Horror

Lim Jaebeom: I Can't Lose You Deadly Games AU; Inspired by Squid Game & Alice in Borderland Genre: Angst; Horror

Choi Beomgyu: Field of Daisies Dokkaebi AU; Korean Mythology AU Genre: Fluff

Jung Hoseok: Avra K'davra Golem AU Genre: Angst; Fluff

Kim Yugyeom: Guardian Demon AU Genre: Fluff

Lee Chaeryeong: First Serial Killer AU Genre: Horror

Yang Jeongin: The Walls The Boy AU; Inspired by The Boy (2016) Genre: Fluff

Shin Ryujin: For the Best Alien AU; Yandere Genre: Fluff; Horror

Kim Taehyung: Capable Android AU Genre: Smut

Han Jisung: The Ring Ghost AU; Possession AU Genre: Fluff

Lee Minhyuk: Promise Haunted House Genre: Fluff

Lee Minho: Left Behind Friday the 13th AU Genre: Angst (with a happy ending); Horror (if you squint); Smut

Kim Jennie: Catch 'em, kill 'em Amityville Horror AU Genre: Horror; Smut

Yoo Kihyun: Luring Siren AU Genre: Fluff; Horror (if you squint)

Choi Youngjae: Consequences of a Spellbook Magic AU; Witchcraft AU Genre: Angst

Hwang Hyunjin: Bound to You Cerberus AU; Goddess AU; Greek Mythology AU Genre: Fluff; Smut

Choi Soobin: Every side of the story Greek Mythology AU; Gorgon AU Genre: Fluff

BamBam: Best Halloween Ever Halloween Party; Non-Idol AU Genre: Fluff

[faelid]

Nowhere To Be

Here's 859 words of fluffy post-idol!Kihyun drabble(?) brought to you by "I totally forgot I didn't have to go to work today." It's even in second person.

It takes years before he learns to sleep in.

In the beginning, it works to his benefit. He can’t sleep past four hours, anyway, and so he commits to his new job with all the fervor he once put in to his schedule. He rises in the ranks quickly, but it feels off.

Eventually, he realizes living for his job isn’t the same without Monbebe, that his new work isn’t fulfilling enough to be worth every ounce of his being. He wants to take time for himself, even if he doesn’t know how.

The first nights you spend together, he’s worried about how you’ll handle it. Not everyone likes to awaken alone in a cold bed, never mind that he’s still there, that his heart is still in bed with you even if he’s in the kitchen making coffee and breakfast.

You don’t mind. Honestly, you’re not even surprised. The man is wired to be, well, wired. When you pad out to his kitchen bleary eyed, he passes you a mug of coffee and you praise him for the saint he is.

He learns pretty quickly that mornings aren’t your thing, but the two of you manage to make it work.

Guilt like a hook behind his navel yanks him from sleep, leaves him heart racing and rigid on his side, staring blankly at the wall. He tries to control his breathing, tries to recover from the sudden trauma of every fiber in his body jerking awake at once. It’s okay, he’s not late. Today is Saturday. He’s not late, he doesn’t have anyplace to be.

Some long forgotten instinct makes you stir from your slumber, if just barely. One eye flutters open and shut again, enough to confirm that Kihyun has tossed off the blankets and is awake.

The sight of him warms your heart, and so like a heat-seeking missile you follow it, inching sleepily away from your pillow to his side. One arm drapes loosely over his waist and you snuggle closer, breasts warm and soft against the bare skin of his back.

He waits, unsure if he should say anything, but you’re not really awake, anyway. You nuzzle a few idle kisses to his shoulder, lips lingering as you mumble out some unintelligible affection, and then you’re asleep again and it doesn’t matter.

He lays there a while longer, listening to your breathing as he relaxes, before he starts to doze.

It’s after nine when you wake. Kihyun’s spot is cold, but there’s a steaming cappuccino on the nightstand. After two years together, it’s not like this routine is new. Maybe you’re more of a morning cuddle kind-of person, but coffee in bed is still good compromise.

You don’t remember your late-night snuggling, totally ignorant of the fact that for the first time in almost a decade, he stayed in bed until seven, comfortable and secure in the shelter of your big spoon.

The first time you wake before him, you think something’s wrong. A quick glance at the clock – it’s already past seven – and you assume he’s sick.

It’s cold and wet and raining, which is normally a perfect excuse for you not to move, but you slide gingerly out of bed, determined to get a head start on the chores so he’d have no excuse to not relax for the day. Maybe start some soup for whatever was ailing him.

When you poke your head back in an hour later, he’s uncovered himself – again. But even lying on his stomach with his face squished up against his pillow, you’re not sure if you’ve ever seen him look so at peace.

You must have made some noise, because without opening his eyes he mumbles at you. “Why’d you leave?”

“I was making soup... it’s almost nine. Are you feeling okay?” It’s not teasing, it’s concern, and something in your tone makes him roll over, arm flopped over his eyes because he’s still not ready to be awake, but then he moves it again so he can look at you, and the sleepy smile he gives you fills you to the toes with love.

“I’m fine. Come back.” He closes his eyes and lifts an arm in invitation. Skepticism makes you hesitant, uncertain that he’s truly well, and he feels you waiting.

One eye creeps back open, and he looks mischievous even half asleep. “Come back here and I’ll prove I’m fine.”

And he does fulfill his promise, but it’s much later, after he’s lured you back to sleep with his soft kisses and warm embrace.

The two of you do eventually move to the couch, but cuddly Kihyun doesn't go away. He pulls up a show on netflix and slides back under the blankets, though the warmth he's really after is just your body pressed against his.

He’s decided for the both of you that it’s an excellent day to laze about, and you’re definitely not going to argue, even if you're still surprised after you realize you've binged the entire first season.

It’s a holiday, after all, and neither of you has anywhere better to be than each other's arms.

[blizzardfluffykpop]

Ice Block

Summary: Jooheon and you retell the tale of your first meeting to your friend’s kids.

Oneshot

Fluff, Married Couple au

Word Counter: 2,062

Jooheon (Joohoney) X Reader

[Features! Kihyun, Hoseok, and Hyungwon]

Not Requested

Prompt: 4. “Well, pull up an ice block and lend an ear” [Parent/Grandparent/Family Friend au]

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Holiday dinners with friends is one of your favorite types of get-togethers; getting to catch up with all your friends, share traditions, and eat? You couldn’t think of a better way to spend the holiday, but every year there is a new person. Or rather a child, to get a present for and meet. You never thought you would get to the age where your friends had kids of their own. It was a strange feeling to go through because moments ago, you were a kid, and now you’re the adult that kids look forward to seeing during the holidays. You guys were still in your youth, but now you were watching other kids grow up too. 

The two of you arrive at Hyunwoo’s house with your two platters of cookies for everyone to devour. “You get the thumbprint cookies, and I’ll get the chocolate cookies?” Jooheon asks as you get out of the car. You nod, grab the tray of thumbprint cookies, and follow him to the door. He rings the doorbell, and Kihyun lets you in, sporting the newest edition of the Yoo family. “I see you have your arms full.” You say as you walk in, “So do you!” You laugh and ask, “Well, what’s their name?” He grins and goes, “Her name is Ember!” Which causes her to reach up towards him, and he holds his finger out to hold. He follows you into the kitchen, and you place down your cookies. You smile and cheer, “Well, hello there, little Ember!” Before turning to him again, “Smoldering coal?” He nods, “Yeah, and also sounds beautiful too.” You agree, “You have me there.” Before parting from Kihyun and her, she holds her hand out to you, which you gently shake, which causes her to giggle. And you make your way further into the house, just to be attacked by six kids coming up and wrapping themselves around you. 

“Oh, you little snowballs!” They all giggle, and you try your best to hug each one of them, “Alright, did you already attack Honey?” They all eagerly nod, and you see Jooheon just out of reach, “He sent you, didn’t he?” They all nod, and you shake your head and laugh. “Well, did he tell you we brought some cookies?” They all gasp, and you show them the way. They get two each out of the pans, and Kihyun says, “You’re going to ruin your dinner!” From further away and you whisper, “He’s had one already. He can’t say anything. Feast my darlings!” They all snicker, and you stick your tongue out towards Kihyun before finding Jooheon again. 

You lean your head on his shoulder, “I missed you.” He laughs, “We were apart for ten minutes.” You laugh, “I know.” He kisses your head and whispers, “Me too.” You stay like that for another moment before parting, “I’ll see you later?” He nods, “I’ll miss you until then.” You head to the kitchen while Jooheon heads to entertain the kids.

You ask if there’s anything to be done, and they ask if you can make the table. You nod, grab the plates, and start setting up the long table. “You need help?” Hoseok asks, and you go, “Yeah, do you want to do the forks while I do the knives and spoons?” He smiles, “Sure.” You smile, grab the knives and spoons and follow him around the table. “I heard you were adopting. Did you two choose yet?” He smiles, “Not exactly, but we think we’re going to adopt a set of twins we met a few days ago.” You nod, “After the holidays?” He shakes his head affirmatively, “Yeah, that’s why we’re waiting, actually. They wanted to spend the holiday with their friends there.” You smile, “That’s sweet, so are you two excited?” He grins, “Yeah, I hope we can make their transition easy and make sure they can stay in contact with their friends. We’re going to do everything we can.” You nod, “You guys are going to make great parents.” He smiles, “Thank you.” You smile back, “It’s no problem. I’ve known you two for the past five years of my life. You both are true sweethearts, and I know you’ll raise amazing people.” He nods, “Thank you again.” You pat his head before hearing commotion in the living room. 

“That’s it?!” The kids cry, and you hear laughter, “What are they crying about?” Hoseok grins, “I think Edward told the kids the story of how we met.” You shake your head, “It was a simple but sweet story.” And that’s when you start hearing them go, “Uncle Jooheon! Uncle Jooheon!” Hoseok motions for you to get going, and you wave to Edward, who finally manages to escape the kids. “They’re rallying against him!” You laugh and say, “They sure are,” before popping your head into the living room. 

Jooheon spots you as the children whine, “Uncle Jooheon, please tell us how you and (Y/n) met!” Jooheon gestures for you to join him on the recliner, and you sit on the armrest. He wraps his arm around you and goes, “Well, pull up an ice block and lend an ear.” The kids look confused for a moment before grabbing a pillow and sitting in front of you two. He taps his chin, “Where should I start, the week before?” You roll your eyes, “They’ll be here until next year if you do that!” And he laughs, “That’s only a few days away, and I’m sure their parents wouldn’t mind one bit.” The kids whine as he continues talking about anything but the day he met you. He grins, “Okay, okay! I guess I’ll tell you, little snow people.” 

“I was heading back home for Christmas, a week in advance. I thought that was going to save me from the storm.” He pauses, and Kihyun yells from the kitchen, “But it didn’t!” The two of you laugh and whisper to them, “But it didn’t.” He continues, “That one told me I should have taken the flight a few days earlier, just in case, as he had. But I'm glad I didn't. I think it was the best decision I ever made.” He looks up at you as he says that, and you grin and whisper to him, “I think so too.” Before you told your side, “You see I had gotten the same advice, but I decided otherwise as well.” They nodded along, “But aren't airports humongous!? How did you even meet there?” The eldest of Kihyun’s kids asks, and you agree, “Of course they are. But when your flight is no longer happening, and you’re stranded. You make friends fast, ones that help you charge your phone.” You look over at him as you say the last line, “That day, I forgot to bring my phone cord. I thought I would be fine cause it was only a few-hour flight and I didn’t need to worry. But after I finished getting through security, our flight was canceled.” 

You pause so they can absorb the information, and before you can, “Then this beautiful person sits next to me. And if I had a weaker heart, I would have passed out. We didn’t speak for an hour or so. I spent that hour looking up from my phone over to them, wracking my brain for something to say, when (Y/n) went–” You interrupt with, “Do you happen to have a phone cord on you?” And Jooheon whines, “That was the best part!” You and the kids giggle before you say, “Oops, but after all, I said it in the first place!” He rolls his eyes, “I had quickly nodded and said I did. And dug it out of my bag and handed it over. Thankfully, we had the same kind of phone.” The kids nodded, “But how did that lead to anything?” The eldest asks again, and you sigh, “At first, it didn’t, considering it was just him being polite. I plugged my phone in, and that was that. We didn’t talk for a while, but I kept looking over at the handsome individual who lent me his cord.” 

The kids pout at this, “That’s it!?” The two of you shake your head, “No, that was just the beginning. It would take another thirty minutes before he spoke up.” Jooheon rolls his eyes, “Okay, I was getting my courage up. You don’t come across someone that blows you away often.” The kids groan, and Jooheon laughs, “Hold on, I’m getting there! I tapped their shoulder and asked what they were listening to, and they told me it was-” “(B/n).” “Oh, I’ve never heard of them before, what's a good song by them? That’s how we started talking about music, and it evolved from there, talking about what we would be doing if we weren’t stuck here and whatnot.” Hyungwon’s son asks you, “What's 'whatnot'?” And you both nod resolutely, “Whatnot.” Hyungwon comes into the room and goes, “They just mean that they talked about everything that came to their mind at the moment.” The six, ‘oooh’ at that, and you both laugh. 

Hyungwon pulls his son onto his lap and leans against the couch, “Is this the part where you two talk about sharing–” Causing the other five kids to look over at him and the both of you shoot a glare toward him, “That’s our favorite part! Don’t ruin the surprise!” The two of you whine, and the kids all excitedly look toward you two again Jooheon says, “We decided that it was more than likely that we wouldn’t be departing on a new flight until after Christmas, especially with the weather forecast.” They all nod eagerly, and you continue, “We decided to grab a cab that was luckily still picking up passengers and went to a motel to share a room.” You wait for them to go ‘ew,’ but it doesn’t come, so you both shrug and tell them, “So we ended up at a nice motel that luckily had a room for two available.” Hyungwon interjects, “I thought it was a dingy mothball motel.” Jooheon groans, “No one can have rose-colored glasses nowadays.” Hyungwon smirks, “No.” You sigh, “It was a dingy mothball motel, but it was nice for a motel. We didn’t get any bedbugs all week.” Hyunwoo’s daughter asks, “You stayed together all week?! What did your parents think?” 

The three of you snicker, and the kids all share a confused glance. “My mom was happy I was safe.” You say with a smirk to Jooheon, who hides his laugh in your side, knowing that’s not what either of your parents thought when you said you were sharing a motel with a stranger for a week. “His parents were glad he was safe too.” You nudge him, and he collects himself before going, “We spent that lovely week getting to know each other.” Hyungwon laughs loudly, knowing the kids wouldn’t catch on, before Jooheon looks over at you and smirks, “We exchanged our first kiss together in that motel.” And all of the kids cry out, “Ew! Cooties!” You smirk and whisper to Jooheon, “Wait until they find out how they were made.” Which makes Jooheon chuckle before saying, “Anyways, that’s the story of how we met.” 

The kids immediately find a new target, the one who was laughing at the two of you. Hyungwon. Who got pestered until he told him how he and his lover met. You sit down from the armchair and onto Jooheon’s lap and look at the ring on your finger, “It hasn’t been that long, has it?” He shakes his head, “No, not long enough.” You grin and kiss his dimpled cheek, “I love you, Honey.” He interlocks your ringed hand in his, “I love you too, Bumblebee. I hope we can be married for many more years. Maybe the kids will figure out that the meeting was just the beginning.” You grin, “We have many more stories to tell.” He nuzzles his nose against yours, and you stay like that. Luckily none of the kids were watching, or they’d be yelling about cooties. You whisper, “I’m so glad we met all those years ago.” He hums in agreement, and you two contently listen to Hyungwon’s story, even though you’ve heard it quite a few times.

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January Updated Fan Fiction I’m working on

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Writing running behind schedule had hoped to get at least this month work all written. But after several family emergency this and last month I’m working behind. Hopefully will get it all up as scheduled. But will update this page as I’m working on them ❤️

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A.C.E 05 Release That Stress

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Exo Kim Jongin

Love will always find a way

Published 14th January

Monsta X Chae Hyungwon

Kiss or Death

Published 15th January

The Boyz Lee Juyeon, & Stray kids Changbin and Bangchan with the third part of Player/Player at the wedding feat Itzy.

Player Might Be Me

Published 15th January

Monsta X Im Changkyun & Verivery Ju Yeonho

You can’t beat me

Published 26th January

Monsta X Yoo Kihyun & Lee Hoseok Love Triangle Series Part one/Two Youths of No Regrets.

Published 7th January

8 Chapters

A.C.E. & ONEUS Crossover Series Conflicted Love.

Kim Sehyoon & Kim Youngjo

Published 4th March

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ACE Lee Donghun, DKB Yang Heechan & The Boyz Kim Sunwoo Polygamous Series (Gifted) Title - TBA

13 Chapters - Released TBA (around June/July)

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Release that stress

Valentines Chapter to be published 14th February

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The Boyz Kim Sunwoo

Verivery Lee Dongheon

DKB Yang Heechan

CIX Kim Seunghun & DKB Jang Dong II aka D1 (Request)

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Continued from previous oneshots/Series to be written

Part two of Monsta X Yoo Kihyun & Lee Hoseok aka Wonho Series Youth of No Regrets

Sequel to The Boyz 011 Beware

Sequel to Ateez Guessing Game

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Birthday Oneshots to write

Another Chapter of A.C.E. Lee Donghun Mint Swirl

Moon Kevin

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Started Writting but on hold

BTS Jung Hoseok Series Chapter 4

A.C.E. Park Junhee, Kim Sehyoon & Kim Byeongkwan. Chapter 2

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Crossover A.C.E, BTS, EXO & The Boyz

Kim Sehyoon, Kim Taehyung, Kim Jongin & Kim Younghoon. Chapter 3

BTS Park Jimin & Kim Taehyung Angel Concept

Chapter 2