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Young K: One Door Away [Part 2]

i truly cannot believe it's been almost 2 years since i posted the first part of this! 😬 it makes me incredibly happy to hear that you all enjoyed it so much, all my younghyun stories hold special places in my heart, so i'm happy to continue this one and hope you all like it too 💗 (fyi there will be a part 3, this story's not over yet!!)

Younghyun x Fem Reader. Smut (office coworkers, mutual pining). 5.3k

[Part 1]

You blinked your tired eyelids, a heavy sigh pushing itself out as you stretched and waited for your vision to adjust. You saw a pile of clothes on the chair next to your head: black men's dress pants, a sleek blue tie, and a maroon blazer...your maroon blazer. Suddenly everything came back to you, and you remembered you were not in your own room. Your head whipped around and you saw Younghyun still asleep, the soft skin of his bare chest a lovely golden hue in the light of the morning sunrise that streamed in through the large hotel window. So it wasn't a dream. You really had slept with Younghyun, the man you'd been pining over for God knows how long. You sat up and a blush rushed through you when you remembered all the things you'd said and done to and with each other the night before. Not that you wanted to take them back, certainly not, but slightly embarrassing to think about nonetheless. Things you'd only fantasized about, kept locked in your head for so long, had become reality.

A mild panic took over your senses though, the more you thought (and over thought). What if he didn't really like you that much? What if he was just trying to fuck you? What if now that he had, he would drop you, not talk to you at work anymore? What if, what if, what if?

You felt Younghyun stir then, and glanced over at him again. He carded a hand through his tousled hair and smiled up at you. "Hello," he chuckled groggily.

"Hi." You smiled warmly back at him, happy to see that he seemed okay. Despite everything he'd told you the night before, you still couldn't help your self doubt. It wouldn't go away that easily, despite your thoughts last night that it would.

Younghyun stretched an arm out across the mattress, silently inviting you into the warmth of his embrace, and you couldn't resist the urge to lay back down with him. So you didn't.

You fell back onto your side and your heart skipped a beat when he pulled you in to kiss you. That certainly helped convince you he was really into you. You started to wonder at what point you wouldn't need that kind of reassurance, if ever, and sighed internally at yourself.

"What time is it?" He asked through a yawn. You'd both stayed up late, indulging in quite a few fantasies for longer than you originally anticipated.

"Eight fifteen," you answered.

"Ugh, we have to check out by nine."

Your heart sank a bit at the acknowledgement that your little trip was almost over. You'd have to go back to "the real world", to your complicated lives that were suddenly even more complicated, instead of this sort of oasis you'd created.

"Hm, so forty five minutes yet?" You smirked, climbing to your knees and moving to straddle him.

Younghyun chuckled, getting the idea, and rubbed at his still sleepy eyes. "I suppose so. What did you have in mind?"

"Dunno," you shrugged, but pulled the T-shirt you'd borrowed over your head, leaving you completely naked.

Younghyun smirked and shook his head, then lunged playfully at you, tumbling you onto your back and pinning you against the bed below him, sending a high-pitched giggle from you. He glanced down, drinking in the sight of your body, then back up to your eyes, making you blush again.

But his expression was one of warm comfort, his gaze more loving than lustful. Younghyun lowered himself to press his chest, pleasantly warm, to yours, skin against skin, and kissed you passionately, not pulling back until you were both breathless. His lips just fit so perfectly against yours, you didn't even care if you had morning breath.

"We really can't be too long," he said halfheartedly between little kisses now. "Gotta pack..."

"Yeah..." You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer, really not wanting to face the rest of the world when this perfect moment was right here and now, so warm and cozy...

Younghyun kissed you again as his hands curved over your legs. They moved over your waist, your torso, groped at your breasts briefly, and ended at your jaw, cradling it. A long, dissatisfied sigh left him before he reluctantly pulled back, forcing himself to sit up and get the day started.

You sighed too and subconsciously pouted as you stretched, then got up as well, cool, air-conditioned air ruining the warm bed.

You felt how shaky your legs were when you tried to stand, and tumbled back onto the mess of sheets for a moment. Ruffling your tousled hair, that you were sure looked like an absolute wreck, you heard Younghyun snicker as he walked past you.

"This is all your fault, you know," you teased, calling towards him as he entered the bathroom.

He laughed heartily and came back out in a few seconds, toothbrush in hand. "Uh huh, and why's that?" He leaned against the wall near the bathroom and started brushing away, watching you stretch your sore muscles. You grabbed your own shirt off the chair and pulled it on.

"You're the one who wanted to keep going," you answered with a sly smirk, securing a couple of buttons on your shirt. "Maybe I wouldn't be so sore today if we'd stopped after the first couple rounds."

Younghyun pulled the brush from his mouth and spoke in a slightly muffled voice. "Oh right, like you didn't want to keep going too."

You were only teasing him, of course; you wanted to keep fucking him the night before just as much as he did, if not more so. And while, yes, your muscles did ache a bit today, it was well worth it, and you didn't regret your actions at all.

"Hmm, maybe," you quipped.

You glanced at the clock; 8:21 now. Sighing, you grabbed the rest of your stuff and remembered then that you had locked yourself out of your own room. You actually couldn't recall if you'd left the adjoining room door unlocked from your side or not. So you tried the door. It opened. So you must have. Wishful thinking must have swayed your actions; hopes that you would have a chance to have a night alone with Younghyun.

"Gonna shower and pack, I'll meet you at nine," you called to Younghyun, who acknowledged it positively.

So you did exactly that, doing your best to stay focused on your tasks, even though all you wanted to do was jump around your room giddily and hop back into bed with Younghyun. In the middle of packing, you heard your phone buzz, and checked it to see Hyerin had texted you.

Hyerin: updates pls?? 🤲

You rolled your eyes but couldn't help the huge smile that crept across your face. You wanted to call her and gush about the night you'd had. But things were just starting out, and you didn't want to jinx it. Besides, you had things to do, and didn't want Younghyun overhearing your conversation.

You: tell you when i get home!

That should be good enough. You set your phone down but it buzzed again before you fully set it down.

Hyerin: so there are updates???

You ignored it, getting back to packing, but heard a few more buzzes over the next few minutes. You got a quick shower, got dressed, and when you were ready to go, it was nearly 9:00. You cleared away your text notifications from your lock screen, not bothering to read them right now, and headed out the door with your luggage. Younghyun met you in the hallway just a couple minutes later, the door locking behind him. You didn't see him in casual clothes too often, but he looked extra cute in his jeans and t-shirt.

"Alright, let's go," he said with a smile.

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When you were both back at work Monday morning, things were different. You knew they would be, but you were nervously unsure of the ways they would be.

While most were positive, you were a realist, and still acutely aware of the fact that things could always go sour. And then you'd be stuck working together with that between you.

You'd talked with him on the plane ride home how you'd handle things at the office. You both agreed it was far too early to say you were dating (you hardly knew if that was even true yet, anyway). For now, to them, nothing had changed between you two. To your coworkers, you and Younghyun we also only coworkers.

But you found yourself smiling more. In a better mood.

The next day, Tuesday, you met in Younghyun's office to compile your notes, the connections you'd made and information you'd received while at the conference. His door closed behind you and your heart pounded harder, especially when you heard the lock quietly click. This was the first time you were alone with him since getting home. Lucky for you he didn't leave you hanging. The second he turned around he whisked you into his arms and kissed you for the first time since you'd returned from your perfect weekend.

"Sorry," he said with a happy sigh, pulling away. Kissing you at work; was it professional? No. But were you happy he did it? Of course. Besides, it's not like you could focus on work distracted by his presence. Letting off a little steam now and then was...a good thing then? Right?

That logic was good enough for you. You didn't let him go far before pulling him back into your arms, lips back on his. Younghyun relaxed against you, smiling against your lips and kissing you back, wrapping his arms as far around you as they would reach.

"We shouldn't...at work..."

He nodded in agreement but neither of you showed any indication of stopping. "I know."

You found yourself soon straddling Younghyun while he sat in his office chair, your skirt hiked up your thighs and one too many buttons on his shirt undone. It was taboo, it was unprofessional, and it was exactly what you'd been fantasizing about for months. Younghyun mouthed hungrily across your jaw and down your neck, his hands helping your hips rock against his. Everything was rushed, breathless, hot. You wrapped your arms around him, pressing your body into his touch, small whines making their way through your heavy breaths. Your hands carded through his hair as his mouth nipped at your collarbone, getting lost in how perfect it felt to be in his arms. Your hips were moving without his help now, rolling along his crotch, lust guiding your every action. You could feel Younghyun was getting hard but there was a part of you that was tied to reality, your rational brain pushing its way to the forefront. You reluctantly pulled back and though he instinctively moved towards you, you used your hands to physically push him back. Younghyun looked up at you expectantly, hair and clothes so gorgeously mussed.

"We can't do this here. Or, at least...I can't."

Younghyun swallowed hard and wiped his mouth that was a bit stained by your lipstick and nodded, pulling himself back up in his chair as you climbed off him. You stood in front of him, wanting so desperately to sit back down. But you really liked this job, and being here, in the moment, the paranoia that you might lose it broke through it all. But you didn't know if you could verbalize these feelings to Younghyun at the moment.

"I understand. It's totally fine." He cleared his throat and worked on retying his tie while you pulled your skirt back down. You sat into the chair on the other side of his desk and saw him adjust the tent in his pants. Ugh, leaving him like that felt cruel, to both of you. "I'll just...get off in the bathroom later," he said with a chuckle, smoothing his hair back into place.

"Sorry."

"No no, hey..." He waited for you to look at him. "I'm not gonna do anything you're not comfortable with. I promise."

Ughhhhh. Maybe...it wouldn't be a big deal if you did one or two things. Apparently Brennan and Sooin were doing it pretty often and they were still here. Why couldn't you let loose and have a little bit of your own fun?

You quickly undid a few buttons on your shirt as you walked back around to his side, and his brow furrowed, confused. "You don't need the bathroom." You sank to your knees and yanked at his belt, fumbling to undo it and his zipper, but he stopped you.

"Y/N, no." His hand held yours tightly and his voice sounded authoritative, which you were certain was not having the effect he intended. It only made you want him more. "I'm serious; I'm not letting you do something you're not comfortable doing."

"I know. I want to do this."

He studied your face, searching for any sign of wavering, but evidently he could tell you were fine, so he wordlessly let go of your hands and let them resume their task. Younghyun adjusted in his chair, helping you get his dick out, biting hard to his lip. Your heart pounded in your chest, a flush rushing through you when you had his length in your hands again. It grew harder in your grip, the veins trailing up it deliciously, the head red and starting to leak precum already. You watched his face as you dragged your tongue up the shaft, reveling in the way his mouth hung ajar. You swirled your tongue over the head then pulled it between your lips with a light moan. God, your mouth was simply watering. You heard the bustle of your office just outside his door, but you had found a way to bring the little slice of paradise you'd formed with him in Chicago back home. In the back of your mind you knew....there was no way this could be a regular occurrence. You'd have to do these things in the privacy of your own home, like everybody else (well, almost everybody else). And that was fine. Actually, that was more than fine, so long as Younghyun continued to be the one there with you. But for right now, this was perfect.

"God, your mouth feels so fucking good, " he murmured, not wanting to be too loud. His hand ran through your hair and gently pushed. Clearly he was impatient for more, perhaps worried about the time. You didn't waste any more time then, letting your jaw fall slack and taking in as much of him as you could, then hollowing your cheeks for suction. "Oh Y/N..." Younghyun breathed hard through his nose, teeth digging further into his reddened bottom lip. You worked your hand over the base of his length and bobbed your mouth over the rest, moving quickly, just wanting to see him cum. Besides, the longer you spent on this, the more turned on you were getting.  You knew you didn't have the luxury of time for you both to get off.

"Want you to cum in my mouth, Younghyun." You moved quickly, pushing him on, coaxing him along to that exact endpoint, and you heard his breath catch. He gripped the black plastic arm of his office chair and let his head fall back.

"That's not gonna be hard, believe me."

You smiled to yourself, absolutely loving that you could seemingly have the effect on him that he had on you.

You felt the way he subtly thrust into your throat, the way the head of his cock bumped against the roof of your mouth, and you struggled to keep your hand out from under your own skirt. Your panties were stuck to your skin and simply ruined by now, and your clit throbbed for attention. You weren't sure how you'd make it through the rest of the day, but you knew you'd be having a busy night with your vibe when you got home. You heard your phone chime in your pocket with an email notification and rolled your eyes. It could wait.

"I'm gonna...I'm so close," he groaned. He brought his gaze back to yours and held it, intently watching you, pupils dark with lust. "Gonna cum in your mouth, baby..." Those last words drifted out of him dreamily, like he couldn't believe his luck. That tone made your heart warm and the words made your pussy throb.

"Mhmm," you encouraged, taking his length further into your throat, almost making you gag. But you pushed on, doing your best to breathe through your nose, and just when you were about to pull off for some much needed air, he pulled you off himself.

"I got it, I'm--I'm gonna cum." He leaned forward and his hand took the place of yours. You sat back, positioning your outstretched tongue right in front of him. "God, you're so good, so fucking good." His hand tugged at his cock so quickly, in mere seconds you felt his warm release hit your tongue, splatter across your lips. The sound he made when he hit his climax was like fucking music to your ears, and you were absolutely soaked at this point. You were sure if you walked out of his office at that moment anyone who passed you would be able to smell exactly how turned on he made you. Thankfully your office was right next door and the day was nearly over.

Younghyun held your chin in his palm and tilted it up, letting you look into his eyes. You could see the genuine appreciation in his eyes, even when they were clouded with lust. He leaned down and kissed you, letting his tongue mingle with yours, saliva and cum mixing messily and making you feel absolutely filthy. You wanted to feel like that every day.

Younghyun helped you to your feet and you kissed again, both of you having a hard time pulling away from each other's lips. "How 'bout we get this work done?"

He sighed and rebuckled his belt and zipped his pants back up. "Yeah, we really should."

It certainly was not easy, but you got your mind almost entirely back on track, though it was extra difficult when every time you moved you could feel a huge damp spot between your legs. But finally you finished your work with him and were done for the day.

This would work, right? You wondered to yourself again if you were making a mistake, involving yourself with a colleague like this. It was clearly distracting you, and you worried it would affect your career. You walked to your car, your mind full of anxious thoughts, but Younghyun's voice broke in, when you heard him calling your name.

You turned around and saw him lightly jogging to catch up with you.

"What are you doing tonight?"

"Um...just gonna eat dinner and watch some movies, I guess." And jerk off as many times as I can.

"If you want, I'd really like to take you to dinner, and also repay you for your, er...service." He smiled at you and you couldn't help but laugh at his phrasing. "Not necessarily in that order."

You blushed a bit and looked around, wondering if anyone saw you talking to him or heard him asking you out.

But you did want to go out with him. "Okay, yeah. That'd be nice." You smiled back and hitched your bag higher on your shoulder. "Time?"

"6:30?"

"Sounds good." You dropped your eyes, getting a bit shy at the idea someone you worked with could see or maybe even hear you. This wasn't what you'd talked about; you had planned to keep things quiet at work. Between an office blowjob and now him asking you out so blatantly...Could your plan already be going awry after only two days?

"I'll pick you up, just text me your address."

"Okay." You started to swerve away from him to make your way to your car, but his hand caught yours, stopping you.

"Wait, Y/N." You turned around, and you both had to move then to get out of the path of your coworker's car that was coming through. You instinctively yanked your hand out of his grasp and gave a little wave to your coworker as she passed. "Listen, I..." His voice dropped a bit so you knew only you could hear. "I know we've moved...pretty fast...physically." Younghyun cleared his throat and shifted his weight nervously. "But like I said the first night in my hotel room, I'm not usually so forward. And I don't usually, you know...do things like this. I don't want you to get the wrong idea. I just really like you."

You figured that was probably the case, especially because it was for you too. You so appreciated hearing him say that, though, as it helped immensely with your self doubt. But this was not the time nor the place. "I know, I'm not...really like this either, usually. We can talk about it more tonight. I'll see you at 6:30."

🚪

Younghyun picked you up right on time, and you felt almost giddy getting into the car. Outside of work, you could be normal, in a relationship like anybody else. You hopped into the car and gave him a big kiss that made him giggle, and you were off to your first official date with him.

He took you to your favorite restaurant and you had such a wonderful, relaxing evening. You connected with him so well, he was able to make your anxieties about work the furthest thing from your mind.

"I still have to repay you for this afternoon," he noted as he took another bite of his steak.

You shrugged innocently and smiled as you sipped your drink. "I wanted to do it. You don't have to repay me." While you meant that, you were also just dying to have him touch you too. You'd held back from masturbating the way you had planned and even though you'd changed from the soaked panties you'd worn at work, the current ones were quickly getting to a similar state.

Younghyun chuckled darkly and grabbed his own glass. "Not a chance."

You smiled and crossed your legs in an effort to quiet your clit that throbbed for attention.

He cleared his throat and broke the small lull. "Y/N, I wanted to get back to what I'd said in the parking lot earlier." He put his utensils down and crossed his arms on the table, giving you his full attention. You remembered his words and your heart started pounding. You stayed quiet and let him talk. "I...wouldn't have gotten involved with you unless I had good intentions. I don't want you thinking I'm some playboy that sleeps around. Or that I've only been with you for sex."

You let him finish his thought and nodded understandingly. Although you didn't want to believe it, that thought had crossed your mind, so you appreciated him acknowledging it without you needing to bring it up. You set your glass down and gave him your attention in return. "I know that, Younghyun. I don't think that about you. And I'm not...used to doing so much, so soon either." You dropped your gaze, embarrassed now. "It's been awhile since I've been with anyone."

"Me too."

You both left that topic alone after that, not wanting to dwell on it. You switched your conversation to a lighter one. It was so easy with him, you loved how freely you could talk to him. It felt like you'd known him your whole life.

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You weren't sure exactly why you both were always so ready to jump the other's bones; you figured it was a combination of waiting so long to get together, having sexual tension built up for so long, and being in the proverbial "newlywed phase" of your relationship. But whatever it was, it landed you back in Younghyun's lap, straddling him in the front seat of his car in the back of the dark restaurant parking lot, like a couple of horny teenagers. But he did want to repay you, and who were you to deny him that?

He fumbled for the button on the side of his seat, sliding it back as far as it would go to give you more room. Your hips rutted desperately against his, your mouths moving perfectly together, his hot breath mixing with yours.

Younghyun's fingers slipped under your dress, the tips of the digits gliding along the outside crotch of your panties. "Oh my God, you're so wet already."

You blushed a bit, somewhat embarrassed at how crazy he made you, but you knew he'd find it hot. "Been wet ever since I sucked you off," you said breathlessly, spreading your legs more to give him better access. He moved your panties aside and let a single finger play with your clit, and you hummed your approval into his mouth. It was such a small action, but it felt so fucking good. The car was already getting humid, the windows starting to fog from two sets of heavy breathing. You yanked your shirt over your head and he quickly dropped his head to mouth over the swell of your breasts. A finger entered you and made you gasp, hands flying to grip the seat at either side of his head.

"This what we're gonna do?" You chuckled airily. "Just 'repay' each other over and over again?"

Younghyun laughed against your skin then peered up at you. "'Course not. You think I'm letting you go one of these times without fucking you?" Fuck. Part of you wished he'd do just that right at that moment, but you also couldn't get yourself to stop him when he was already making you feel so good. His hand moved quickly now, and he held your gaze and watched your mouth slip into an "O" shape, rubbing harshly to your clit and making you moan loudly.

His free hand came up to pull the cup of your bra out of the way, his tongue poking out to play with your nipple, prodding and teasing it deliciously. It felt like live wires were connecting you, sparking with every touch. You knew you would cum easily if he kept this up.

"Ah, Younghyun, please don't stop, please..." Younghyun sucked at your nipple, groaning all the while, his fingers making you see stars. You felt your heels hit his steering wheel and gripped your hands tighter on the headrest. Your climax was within reach, right there, already. Your voice got higher in pitch, your hips rutting more strongly, and Younghyun didn't stop for a second, determinedly reaching his goal. Your eyes jumped down to catch his just as your orgasm washed over you, the dark sensuality in his heightening the feelings that much more. You gripped his hair and pulled him off your nipple, leaning down to shove your tongue into his mouth hungrily. He moaned into your mouth and his fingers curled inside you and made you gasp, your pussy swollen and throbbing in overstimulation. Clenching as he pulled his fingers out, completely breathless, you closed your eyes and tried to swallow hard, but your mouth was quite dry. Your head was spinning at the whirlwind orgasm, but your weren't exactly surprised it didn't take you long, since you'd been so horny for the last few hours. Younghyun brought his dripping, sticky fingers up to his lips, making you blush as he sucked them clean. "Don't, oh my God," you giggled, embarrassed, pushing his hand down.

But he resisted, groaning at the taste when he got his fingers back into his mouth. "You taste so sweet, baby, I'd never let that go to waste. Need you to sit on my face again, like that first night."

Your pussy clenched again at the memory alone, and you sighed, sitting further back on his thighs. Your own were weak from shaking and your heart was thrumming strongly in your chest, but you felt that melancholy feeling of reality creeping back in when he kissed you.

He pulled back but kept his forehead pressed to yours, his warm breath ghosting over your cheeks. "It's late, gotta work in the morning. Let me take you home."

You sat in blissful, sleepy silence while he drove you home, watching the lights out the window pass, each stop light and street lamp like a twinkling Christmas light to you in your rose-colored haze. At least you could have this feeling outside of work. But every time you thought of the office again, you worried. Things were so different now. If you had to choose between Younghyun and your career, you worried you wouldn't know the right decision to make. You turned to look at him, remembering how he used to look to you when you were merely coworkers, just a few days ago even. Things changed so quickly, maybe they could change quickly again...

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"So when are you and Younghyun gonna do something?"

You took a bite of your sandwich and raised your eyebrows with an inquisitive expression as Sooin sat beside you for lunch in the break room a few days later. "...'Do something'?"

"You know, get together. It's so obvious you want to."

God, if she only knew. But you were glad she didn't. Evidently she didn't suspect anything was going on between you and Younghyun already. And you preferred to keep it that way. It was really none of her business.

"What, like you and Brennan?" You scolded yourself internally for mentioning that as soon as it left your mouth. You weren't sure if that was something you were supposed to pretend to not know.

But she smiled, taking a bite of her pasta smugly. "Yes."

You popped a chip into your mouth and tried to seem nonchalant. You didn't want to get into this with her, even if she was probably the one person in your office who would understand your situation. "We're just friends."

"Whatever you say." She clearly didn't buy it, but so long as she didn't pry, it didn't faze you much. Unfortunately, she continued. "But I'm just saying, I can tell you like him. And he seems like he likes you. He's cute; someone else might snatch him up if you don't hop to it. Hell, I probably would have took my shot if Brennan hadn't gotten to me first." You might have something to say had your situation been different. If you weren't already with him, you might have a comeback, something to get her off your back. But you simply held your tongue. "I've seen Marissa eyeing him."

The mention of the cute new receptionist's name almost put you over the edge. You were so happy with Younghyun, and that should be enough, at least for now, but a big part of you wanted to just scream that you were with him, that you'd gone out with him, that you'd fucked him, that you'd sucked his dick, that you'd sat on his beautiful fucking face. But you didn't. You took another bite of your sandwich and you let it go. You were at work, in a professional environment, not in a frat house. You were all coworkers, not on a reality dating show.

"She can look wherever she wants. I told you, Sooin; Younghyun and I are just friends."

"Okay..."

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You had a meeting with a couple of coworkers after lunch, including your "friend", and you again had to really focus to keep your attention on work. Especially now that Sooin was planting thoughts in your head, thoughts that played into your insecurities. You stared at Marissa through the glass of the conference room, as she obliviously typed away at her desk, then glanced over to Younghyun, across the table from you. You were just starting to feel confident in your relationship with him, and now felt like you were rolling back down the other side of the hill you just climbed. Not that you thought he'd cheat on you. You just didn't like the idea of someone else, especially someone pretty who also saw him every day, to be...Oh God, were you turning into a jealous girlfriend? You rubbed your temple and refocused, notes of pricing increases and new employee hiring needing to be in the forefront of your mind. You wondered if Younghyun was having any other similar thoughts, if your relationship was distracting him from work the way it was for you, the way you'd promised yourself it wouldn't...

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Once Upon a Time | Nine

strangers to lovers au

pairing: Younghyun x fem!oc  

genre: fluff, angst

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warning: a very short chapter

Since their father’s death, Dahee and Dowoon becomes closer than before as they have resolve all their conflict. 

The only problem that Dahee need to solve is, Younghyun.

The last time she met with him was during their last project presentation, the time she pushed him away from her.

Dahee tried contacted him in every types, let it be through phone calls, messages, emails, Dahee even goes to his own apartment but Younghyun still didn’t want to meet her.

She becomes more frantic looking for Younghyun when Dowoon told her that Younghyun will go back to Canada for some time. Dahee can’t let him go, well at least before she apologize to him after what she had done to him. 

So when the group knew when Younghyun gonna depart to Canada, they immediately told Dahee even though they knew he want to keep it secret from her—they can’t let the lovers separate with unsolved conflicts between them.

“Are you sure he gonna depart today?” Dahee nervously asked his brother who was driving the car to the airport.

“I’m 110% sure! Younghyun hyung told Sungjin hyung the other day he gonna depart today.” Dowoon replied as he glance over his sister at the side who can’t sit still at the seat.

“Then speed up. I don’t want miss seeing him, at least before he departs.” Dahee urges, tears threaten to spill thinking about not seeing Younghyun after he goes back to Canada.

As soon as Dowoon parked the car at the side, Dahee immediately get off the car and start running into the airport, looking the man she longed for.

Her heart wrenched in pain as she runs with all her might but no sight of Younghyun were seen.  The airport filled with crowds which makes her even harder to look for him.

“Younghyun where on earth are you? I’m so sorry” Dahee sobs, lowering her head as heavy tears falls on her rosy cheeks. Thousands of thoughts and memories runs through her mind right now as regrets felt all over her body.

Regrets for pushing him away.

Regrets for not accepting his efforts.

Regrets for not accepting his love.

Dahee’s sobs is overpowered by the loud speaker played for departing announcement throughout the airport.  As soon as the announcement made, countless of people made their way to the depart gate—passing by Dahee who is getting herself together, thinking she has lost Younghyun before she could do anything to fix between both of them.

Mustering her strength, Dahee wipes her tears off her eyes and cheeks as she turns around, walking away from her spot just now.

However, as Dahee took a few steps, she caught a familiar face that stares at her that made her track stop

It’s Younghyun, with his luggage at the side.

As if on switch, her tears once again rolled down her cheeks as she made way to Younghyun.

Dahee didn’t know if the tears is the happy tears because she found him or sad tears because he’s leaving her.

“Youn—” Dahee tries to speak to him as she stands in front of him

“What are you doing here?” Younghyun interrupts her—he didn’t miss out on how baffled Dahee is when he cuts her off.  He take a good look on her face—the face that he will miss later however, part of him still hurt from what she had done to him.

His words really stung right into her heart, it’s really hurt her when she heard Younghyun spat the words coldly but she just accept because she knows he hurts more from her actions.  Dahee gathered her courage and look up at him.

“Look, I’m really sorry. I know I—”

“I need to go now.” Younghyun said—he know, the longer he stay, the more complicated things would be

Once again, he cuts her off and he tries to walk away from Dahee but she caught his wrist, making the man stop in his tracks.

“Please, one minute then you can go.” Dahee softly said, eyes pleading with tears pooling at corner of her eyes, something that Younghyun couldn’t resist when his loved one insist to stay.

Willingly, Younghyun stays for her as Dahee let go of her grip on his wrist.

“Fine, you got one minute” Younghyun clear his throat as he fix his watch, looking at the time.

Dahee took a deep breathe “I know you’re tired hearing this but I’m really sorry for everything.  I’m sorry for pushing you away, for not trusting you.  Back then, I know I didn’t appreciate for what you had done to me, which is brings back Dowoon to me, I’m really sorry for that.” She said as Dahee looks at Younghyun who has his gazes unwavering when they made eye contact. 

Somehow, it makes Dahee shiver throughout her body.  It makes her hesistate to continue her words upon seeing his expressionless face but Dahee know she gonna miss the chance if she didn’t let out all of her feelings before Younghyun leave.  “And I’m sorry for not acknowledging my feelings towards you.  You showed to me abundant of loves but I didn’t appreciate it.  You did everything to me while I did nothing for you.  I know I deserve nothing but I just want to let you know that I finally realized that....I love you Younghyun.” Dahee confess, felt like time stopped and everything went silent at the moment despite they’re at the airport.

She tries to read Younghyun’s face but he keeps his expression straight as if he didn’t affected with Dahee’s words.

After examining her expression for awhile, Younghyun lets out a small scoff.

“Wow, I really hate you.” Younghyun reply, making Dahee’s heart broke once again.

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🍳 = slow burn

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Memory | 🍓❄️🦕 Kim Byeongkwan x Reader + Park Junhee x Reader (University AU) [Blurb]

Ateez

Only One | 🍓❄️❄️❄️🍳🦕 CEO!Choi San x Reader

BigBang

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Smoke | 🍓🤸‍♀️ Choi Seunghyun (TOP) x Reader

BTS

Runaway | 🍓❄️🏩 Mafia!Kim Seokjin (Jin) x Reader (Mafia AU) Preview 1 2 3 4 x

Mah Boyfriend | 🍓🍓🤸‍♀️🦕 Jung Jungkook x Idol!Reader

BTOB

Hidden Heart | 🍓🍓🍓🤸‍♀️🚀🍳 Lee Minhyuk (HUTA) x Idol!Reader [Headcanon]

Day6

A University Dilemma | 🤸‍♀️ Kang Younghyun (Young-K) x Reader (Univeristy AU)

What A Joke | ❄️ Kang Younghyun (Young K) x Reader + Park Jaehyung x Reader (University AU) [Blurb]

So... Haha... I Like You | 🍓🦕 Park Jaehyung x Reader (Fake Dating AU)

EXO

Wheel Of Fortune | 🍓🍳🚀 Park Chanyeol x Reader [Headcanon]

Welcome To The Jungle | 🚀🚀🚀🏩 Park Chanyeol & Oh Sehun (Jungle AU)

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Unrequited Attraction | 🚧🏩🍳🦕 Mafia!Kim Jongdae (Chen) x Retail Worker!Reader

Color Palette | 🍓 Byun Baekhyun x Reader [Blurb]

Brown Leaves | 🍓 Kim Jongin (Kai) x Reader (University AU)

GOT7

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Car Rides | 🍓 Jackson Wang x Reader [Blurb]

Juice Box | 🍓🚀🏩🦕 Kunpimook Bhuwakul Bambam x Reader [Blurb] (Pre-Schooler AU)

Somewhere In Between | ❄️❄️Civil Engineer!Park Jinyoung x Reader + Architect!Henry Lau x Reader

Trading Secrets | 🍓🍓 Kim Yugyeom x WangSis!Reader

JYJ

Winning Losses | ❄️ Kim Jaejoong x Idol!Reader

Monsta X

Introspect | 🍓🤸‍♀️ Lee Jooheon x Reader [Blurb]

Letting Off Steam | 🤸‍♀️ Lee Hoseok (Wonho) x ArtStudent!Reader (University AU)

NCT

Seventeen

December Dates | 🍓🚀 bf!Seventeen x Reader [Headcanon]

The Stroke Of Midnight | 🍓❄️🏩🦕 Mafia!Kwon Soonyoung (Hoshi) x Reader

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10 Ways To Get Over Gyu | 🍓❄️❄️❄️🍳🍳🦕 Kim Mingyu x Reader + others (Childhood AU)

Half Of My Heart | 🍓❄️🤸‍♀️🍳 Kim Mingyu x Reader + Jeon Wonwoo x Reader (CEO AU)

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SF9

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What Does It Mean? | 🍓❄️🤸‍♀️ Kim Inseong x Reader + Lee Jaeyoon x Reader (University AU) 

16th Floor | 🍓🤸‍♀️ Kim Seokwoo (Rowoon) x Reader (Office AU)

SHINee

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Stray Kids

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Bootylicious | 🍓🚀 Bang Chan x Idol!Reader

Super Junior

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Secrets Of A Maknae | 🍓🚀🚀 Kim Heechul x SuJuMaknae!Reader

The Boyz

Gentle With Me | 🍓🍓🤸‍♀️ Lee Sangyeon x Reader

TVXQ!

Pitter-Patter | 🍓 Jung Yunho (U-Know) x Reader (Pre-School Teacher AU)

The Art Of Deception | ❄️🎩🏩 Shim Changmin x Reader (Secret Agent/Spy AU)

TXT

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WINNER

I’m Not Playing | 🍓❄️❄️ Gangster!Song Minho (Mino) x Reader 1 2 3 

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Worry

Younghyun x fem reader

Synopsis: Younghyun’s been facing insecurities he’s never had to before. And he doesn’t know how you’d react to them.

Genre: smut

1.2k words

Mention of insecurities in appearance, unhealthy diets, body image etc.

P.S. This was written more than two years ago when a lot of people were commenting on his appearance, and as someone who’s been through that, I wrote this from a place of understanding, not ridicule or patrony. Please don’t misunderstand!

You entered your and Younghyun’s shared apartment, quietly as per usual since it was 11 P.M. You set the keys and your backpack down and noticed the bedroom door was open - usually Younghyun’d have closed it and been asleep by now. Slowly, you peeped through the door, and found him shirtless, looking at himself in the mirror. His facial expression was... distraught, seemed to be a fitting word. You paled with worry, wondering what he was thinking about.

“Younghyun, what’s wrong?”

He met your eyes in the mirror, quickly putting on his shirt. “Oh, baby, I didn’t see you come. Nothing’s wrong...?” He turned to face you, as you walked over to him, smiling slightly. His hands found their usual place at your waist.

You put your hands on his shoulders, “What were you looking at? Why were you upset?” For the first time in quite a while, Younghyun didn’t look you in the eye. He murmured, “I just... look a little different from a few years ago. Worse.” he breathed quietly, “I was thinking about going back on that diet I did a while ago.”

You made sure not to show an adverse reaction that would hurt him, instead, you calmly replied, “Younghyun, there’s nothing wrong with gaining a few pounds. You look as good as you did before. And you know how extreme that diet was. I don’t want you to be unhealthy, please, okay?”

“You don’t understand, Y/N. I can’t even look at myself in the mirror without thinking about what I should change.” 

Your heart ached. You truthfully felt that your boyfriend was being too hard on himself, but you knew that saying that wouldn’t help at all. Moving your hands up to his neck, and allowing your fingers to wander along his hair, you said, “I know you want to change for yourself more than for anyone else. But I love you, your body, as it is now. If you want, we can go to the gym together, but I don’t want you to drive yourself crazy with that diet. I won’t see you do that again.” 

Younghyun remained quiet. “Baby,” you said softly. “Please, look at me.”

His hands were still on your waist, but his demeanour was tense. He looked at you with a blank expression, and you almost cried at how helpless you felt. “I’m not saying it for the sake of it, or to make you feel better. I love your body. I love your arms, your stomach, your thighs, your beautiful hands,” you took his hands in yours and gave them a kiss, and held them there. “I hate seeing you upset with yourself, I wish you saw what I saw.” You’d never used such sincere words before, but you knew Younghyun was the only person towards whom you’d meant them so very much. 

You cautiously reached up to him to give him a kiss, and relaxed yourself when he reciprocated. You pushed him towards the couch in your bedroom so he could sit comfortably, and he obliged, his hands on your back to keep you from falling. You straddled him, guiding him instead of it being the other way around. You were determined to show him how you felt. 

His expression was more relaxed now, and you were relieved to see that worried look off his face. Your hands were cupping his face again, your eyes full of admiration. 

“I love you so much,” you whispered.

You began focusing your attention on his neck - you left soft, butterfly kisses along them, murmuring words of affection as you did so. Younghyun’s eyes closed and his mouth opened slightly; it had been a while since he let himself loose like this. “You always make me feel so loved, you should feel it too. I don’t deserve you. You’re so, so, perfect, Younghyun.” Your hands were fiddling with his hair as you lightly kissed his jawline.

His voice sounded strained as he murmured, “Fuck...”

“Shh, let me make you feel better.” You said, readjusting yourself so that you weren’t straddling him anymore, but kneeling down between his legs.

You touched his jeans, and looked at him. “Is this okay?” His eyes remained closed, and he nodded. “Yeah.”

You unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, and he helped you move them out of the way. Now you were looking at the outline of his dick in his boxers, and you tried to ignore your building arousal - tonight was about him. You palmed him a little first, watching his reactions, the way he sighed softly, how his hands grew slightly tense as you continued touching him. You pushed his thighs a little apart so you could be closer to him.

Before Younghyun felt annoyed instead of relieved, you freed him from his underwear, his dick wet with precum. You used it to stroke him, admiring the way he rested his head back and the view of his neck it gave you. “You’re so hot, I love when you fill me up, I love when you make me feel good.”

“Y/N...” he all but whispered, the frustration evident in his voice. You hoped he could trust the words you were saying.

You start with small licks to the tip of his dick, then taking it into your mouth little by little as you moved your head. Your hands kept busy with the places your mouth couldn’t reach. You could tell he wanted you to pick up the pace when his hand loosely gripped your hair, making you moan. The vibrations riled him up even more, and he began to guide you with the hand that held your hair in a makeshift ponytail.

After you hollowed your cheeks down his length a few times, making him let out sinfully gorgeous moans, Younghyun started to take over. He was a bit more rough with you, pushing you down on him faster. You tried your absolute best not to choke around him, taking him as well as you could. You knew he was letting out his pent up emotions on you, and you allowed it.

“Fuck, Y/N, I’m gonna cum...”

You responded the only way you could, which was a ‘mm’ that once again drove Younghyun crazy. It seemed to push him over the edge, and his grip in your hair loosened as you felt his warm cum down your throat. You stroked him lazily as you lifted your head. His hips jerked slightly at the overstimulation, and you removed your hand completely. 

“You okay, baby?” Your concern arose after you got off your knees and saw him with his head leaned back again, the most fucked-out expression on his face. You had no doubt you looked the same, maybe worse.

“Yeah, just - need a sec.”

When he opened his eyes, he gave you a lopsided smile and guided you to sit beside him, immediately pulling you close. “You’re amazing, I love you,” he said as he kissed your hair, but you were quick to change the subject. You put your hands on his chest and cuddled into him, saying, “I meant everything I said, Younghyun. Seriously. You don’t deserve to feel anything but amazing about yourself. You’re perfect. I swear.”

He was looking intently at you when you spoke, and gently cupped your face with his free hand when you were done. He pressed his forehead against yours. “Thank you for making me feel loved.” You almost cried from how much emotion his words held, and you couldn’t help but bury your head in his shoulder as you gave him a tight hug.

“I love you, I love you, I love you so much.”

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𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝟔

sex with day6 please? :)

Jaehyung:

✿he’s either chill af or a little shit

✿he’ll tease you so bad 

✿he thrives when you snap n give him what he wants 

✿rlly loves nuzzling his face into your neck

✿you will feel him smile into the skin there bc he always smiles/giggles during sex

✿he’s so vocal 

✿if it’s not whines it’s praise 

✿always has a smile on his face 

Sungjin:

✿quickies everywhere

✿if there’s a place you frequent you’ve had sex there

✿maybe he’s low key into voyeurism what about it

✿doesn’t really care what position you two are in he just likes being connected to you 

✿lets out the breathiest moans 

✿most vocal when he’s about to cum

✿he’ll let out groans of your name   

✿he enjoys a snuggle after

Younghun:

✿there’s always a long build up 

✿teasing words

✿sly looks

✿heavy petting

✿kisses that leave you breathless

✿sometimes nudes depends on the mood

✿it’s a game

✿n it ends with the best prize

✿it could happen anywhere

✿the two of you have teased eachother enough and now it’s time to have a good time 

✿praise god

✿makes you feel like a queen/king

Wonpil:

✿handsy

✿he has to be touching you

✿holding your hand

✿resting his hands on your waist

✿just let him smother himself in you 

✿the level of love in this bedroom is very high!!!

✿pillow prince

✿he’s not lazy he just loves watching you on top of him 

✿will be in control if you ask him to tho

✿he also loves seeing you from above

✿needs to cuddle after sex 

Dowoon:

✿he actually has a dominant side that the two of you like to experiment with 

✿he strong af so you can try out alot of positions 

✿you basically have a sex bucketlist

✿he doesn’t wear underwear so he’s fast access

✿you want a quickie he’s right there let’s go 

✿always bites his lip to stop himself making noise

✿but if you kiss at his neck he’ll whine like there’s no tomorrow

✿gets shy after and hides his face in your skin when you’ve both come down

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Take It Like A Good Girl~ Young K/Brian Kang

WARNINGS: Smut, HardDom!YoungK, Sub!Reader, Daddy Kink, Overstimulation, Unprotected Sex (wrap it up), Some Dirty Talk, Choking, Some Praising, Multiple Orgasms, Toys, Handcuffs  (I’m probably forgetting something)

A/N: LoRdY that writers block was fucking intense. An Anon requested this and I feel bad for how long it took me to write this,(I blame my having to move) nonetheless, I will be posting my last request sometime tomorrow! SO requests are opened again! I hope you guys enjoy this! I may rewrite this in the future but we will cross that bridge when we get to it!

The sound of handcuffs clicking rings through my ears, I keep my gaze on Brian and his dark aura, he moves away from me after he restrains me and walks over to our drawers. 

My body shifted to get more comfortable, I bit my lip and watched as he opened the drawers and pulled a vibrator out, I knew I was in for it then. 

”You’ve been so fucking bratty today. First, I caught you touching yourself, and I tried to be nice and give you what you wanted without punishing you because I knew how needy you were,” he begins, walking over to me and dragging the vibrator across my stomach. 

”And then you try to flip me over and dominate me, perhaps I need to remind you of your place.” 

I quiver and look up to him with pleading eyes, ”I’m sorry, Daddy! I promise I won't be bratty anymore!” I try to convince him, but I know it won't help.

”Oh, I know you won't be bratty...after I'm through with you.” 

The look in his eyes was lustful, , I crumbled under his gaze and whimpered. ”Daddy, I'm sorry! I just wanted to cum so fucking much, I need you so bad,” I try pleading to him as his body hovered over my naked one. He pushed my legs apart and put his knees in between them so I couldn't press then together 

”God, look at that pretty pussy, and it's all mine.” 

I catch my breath in my throat as his hand ghosted over it ”If you want to cum so fucking much,” he moves the vibrator to my clit and turns it on ”Then you’ll get to cum so fucking much.” 

I gasp and widen my eyes in the realization that he's not going to edge me all night and never let me cum, he's going to overstimulate me. He smirks at me and rubs the vibrating toy into my clit, I moan and close my eyes, my back arching from the pleasure. 

I tug on the handcuffs and curl my toes as the vibrations pulsate throughout my body ”Holy shi-Daddy!” I cried out. I was already so worked up from touching myself prior to this, so it wasn't taking much to bring me to the edge.

 Brian chuckles at the state I'm in, leaning down and ghosting over my lips ”You gonna cum, doll?” he questions me with a smirk, I nod my head furiously. 

I can't speak, the only thing leaving my mouth are the lewd noises caused by the orgasm I was on the brink of. Without any more of a warning, the ecstasy hits me like a truck, my moans are loud, and I can’t help but twitch. My legs clench but not all the way due to his knees being in the way 

”Don’t.” 

My legs halt their actions. 

”Take it like a good girl,” he says, his voice deep with lust. 

I bite my lip and try my best to ride it out, he turns the toy to the next setting that has a more powerful vibration and I choke. 

”F-fuck!” 

He grins devilishly as he rubs the toy against my clit more, my body trembles and I pull on the handcuffs crying out from the overwhelming pleasure. He moves down my body and begins placing kisses on my hips, keeping his eyes locked on my face, as I reach my second high of the night. 

The vibrator leaves my clit and I'm able to breathe...for 2 seconds. He plunges the vibrator deep into my pussy and attaches his lips to my clit, I practically scream at the feeling and buck my hips in which he then held them down with his other hand. 

”I’m so s-sensitive, shit.”

He forces two more orgasms out of me, I'm begging for mercy and shaking from the overstimulation, he finally turns the vibrator off, I let out a breath of relief and wait for him to uncuff me. 

”You think we're done?” he laughs, caressing my cheek before undoing his pants. 

”That’s really cute. We’re not done unless I say we are.” 

I feel myself shrink and watch him line himself up to my entrance, he pushes into me until he bottoms out then begins pound into me. I cry out and squeeze my eyes shut as he grips my hips tightly and a growl followed by ”Look at me while I fuck you.” 

I dig crescent moons into the palms of my hands, biting my lip and crying out ”Daddy, please! I'm sorry f-for being a b-brat!” He wraps his hand around my throat and squeezes the sides of my neck, I gasp, and tears start falling from my eyes, he leans in close to my face. 

”You’re sorry?” 

I desperately nod ”Yes, Daddy! I promise I won't be a brat anymore!” 

His thrusts are deep and rough, he continuously hits my g spot and his free hand starts rubbing my extremely sensitive clit ”Be a good girl for Daddy, take one more orgasm, Baby,” he softly groans as he picks up his pace. 

Lewd moans leave my mouth as I feel myself about to explode, my vision goes white and my body twitches against his. 

”Good girl,” he breathed out 

”You look so fucking beautiful when you orgasm, f-fuck.” 

His grunts turn into deep moans, he buries his head in my neck and releases his load inside of me, leaving kisses on my shoulder and neck as he came down from his high. He pulls out of me and raises his head, kissing my lips before unlocking the handcuffs and putting them to the side. 

”Come here,” he says after laying down then opens his arms, I practically fall against his chest and his arms wrap around me. He was such a hard dom, merciless when it came to almost all punishments, but was extremely sweet and soft when it came to aftercare, which is what I needed. 

”Was I too rough?” 

Still in subspace, I shook my head and let out a small no, cuddling into chest some more ”Do you want to take a bath, Baby?” he asked in a soft voice. I immediately sat up with a smile ”Yes, Daddy!” A chuckle leaves his mouth and he picks me up 

”Let’s go, Baby.”

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Day6 Smut Headcanons

As promised, here's some smut headcanons for these boys! 💙🍀💚 I posted a Younghyun A-Z once, but that was 5 years ago (!) so my opinions are probably a bit different now. 18+ under the cut, yall~

Sungjin

It takes him awhile to really understand that you find him hot, to understand that yes, you are very attracted to him. He doesn't see himself in that way, so it's flattering and surprising for him, even if you tell him on many different occasions. Because of that, you often have to be the one to initiate sex, at least for a few months into a relationship. But when he is in bed, he's a good partner; very attentive, and passionate when he gets going. No dom/sub dynamic with him, just mutual pleasure. Everything's very balanced: you go down on him, he's gonna go down on you. He doesn't really think about which of those he likes better, it's all nice in his mind. When you give him head, he guides you carefully with both hands, watching you intently and holding your hair gently. When he gives you head, he focuses and closes his eyes, making out with your pussy until you're squirming. Loves to shove his tongue as deep into you as he can get it. He loves to be on top and in control, so something classic like missionary is definitely a go-to, but he also loves having you on your stomach and taking you from behind. His sounds are minimal, as he tries to maintain that Busan tenacity, but when he does let go, his moans are deep, clear, and melodic with a slight husk. When he cums, he pushes deep into you, bites hard on his lip and slips out a curse. And oh does he love to cum inside you, to fill you up and revel in his possessive tendencies. But if not inside you, he likes it when you jerk him off onto your tongue. Would call you something like "angel" or "kitten". He probably wouldn't say it outright, but he loves to spoil you.

Younghyun

A very intimate partner; his hands are all over your body whenever he gets the chance. He'll come up behind you when you're cooking or doing dishes and wrap his arms around you, kissing your neck or just standing there with you in his arms and his chin on your shoulder. In bed, he'll pull off your garments piece by piece and let his hands and lips traverse your body before anything else. He loves intimate positions where your bodies are closely intertwined, and loves to hold your gaze while you have sex. Having you straddling him while he sits on a couch or comfy chair is a fave for him, and he'd be up for cock warming too. Calls you "baby" all the time, and likes to be called a nice little domestic pet name like "honey". He's very talkative during sex, not just with dirty talk, but having like full conversations. He has such a penchant for truly enjoying and appreciating experiences while he's having them, so it's quite common for him to smile warmly at you when you're together. He loves oral sex, both giving and receiving. When he's giving, he spreads your legs wide and uses his fingers a lot, watching your reactions to everything. When you're going down on him, he furrows his brow and bites his lips till they're red and swollen, trying so hard not to let his instincts take over and fuck your face. But if you let him...yeah he'll take the opportunity. Deep throating is such a big turn on for him, and he just loves to cum in your mouth and see you swallow. He can be a bit shy with his moans, relying more on his words, but with a little encouragement will let you hear them more. And thank God for that, because he sounds lovely; relaxed and husky and sprinkled with dirty words under his breath. "Oh my God, you're so good for me, baby...taking it so good...yeah, you want it, don't you, baby? Tell me how much you want me..." If you suggest something a little kinkier or toys, he'd hesitantly be open to trying it.

Wonpil

Anyone who's read some of my Wonpil stuff knows that in my mind, he's the quintessential Baby Boy 😌💕 He needs a soft dom to take care of him. Very obedient and loves to please, he'd let you tie him up, gag him, blindfold him, leash him, tease him, edge him, whatever. He loves it when you take charge, and his favorite positions are when you're on top, though he also likes to spoon. He also would totally let you peg him. When he goes down on you, he prefers for you to sit on his face. Run your fingers through his hair and tell him how good he is letting you use his mouth, and he's melting into a whimpering puddle beneath you. When you go down on him, he squirms and whimpers for more, but bites his tongue to keep himself from begging too much. He watches you with shaky breath as you take all of him in your mouth. Cums wherever you tell him to, often ending up doing so in your hand. He tries his best to hold it until you tell him he can cum, but he has a hard time with that. Breathy, clipped, whiny moans leave him when you touch him, only getting louder and whinier the closer he gets. "Please, I'm so close, c-can I cum, please?" He's very curious about toys and open to experimenting with them, on himself and on you. Loves to be called "baby boy", "honey", "sweetie", things like that. He'll call you "baby" in public and whatever you want him to behind closed doors. He gets off to the idea of cuckolding, but would probably never actually let another person fuck you.

Dowoon

He gets kinda cocky when he knows you want him, and so uses the opportunity to tease you and make you ask for it. He likes to hear you say you want him, and sometimes playfully won't even let you kiss him until you say as much. Despite that, he's clingy, but not annoyingly so. It's really very endearing. Innocent date nights turn hotter faster with him, and you may never watch an entire movie together, as you always end up dry humping or fucking before the credits roll. He loves your ass and is always finding some excuse to have his hand on it. In public he'll just call you by your name, but in bed he likes to call you "princess" or "good girl" and to think of himself as more dom than he actually is. Deep grunts rumble in his chest, along with exasperated exhales, when you fuck. "Going crazy, can't believe how good you feel..." He's actually not that into receiving head, but he loves a good handjob. He'll go down on you, but thinks of it more as foreplay and doesn't stay down there long. Which is a shame, because he's quite good at it. He just can't wait to be inside you and often gets ahead of himself, and so most of your sex life is intercourse. But once he starts fucking you, he's so determined to do his very best. He's focused and passionate, and loves to try all kinds of positions. If he had to choose a favorite, it would probably be reverse cowgirl. Again, because he loves your ass, and because it's endlessly hot to him to watch you riding him. He's also a bit voyeuristic, loving to watch you get yourself off. Public sex is intriguing to him, but he's hesitant to actually try it. He loves to cum on your chest, and often ends up just pulling out and hurriedly cumming wherever's closest, like your ass or lower stomach. Doesn't often cum inside you though, he likes to see your skin covered in it.

[sub-hoshi-enthusiast]

Can I request a sub Youngk with fem dom reader where is jealous over the fact that his crush and best friend flirts with his friends but when reader finds out about his crush she ends up fucking him👀 I would like something including lot of teasing, edging and pegging please💕 Love your work!♡

Here you go! I had to rewrite this so many times because I kept getting into the story part of it and making it way too long. It's still pretty long but it's a lot shorter than it could have been.

⚠️Warnings⚠️: sub!Younghyun, fem!dom!reader, pegging, edging, bratty!Younghyun, degradation, fingering, use of toys (vibrator and cockring), and bondage.

Jealous?

Younghyun was really starting to regret introducing you to his friends. For a quick backstory, you and Younghyun had been best friends since birth- seeing as your parents were friends before you it was practically predestined. You had both been busy since he debuted and you started college, but the both of you still managed to keep in contact. Since he was so busy, you had never been introduced to his bandmates, which you found a little unfair since they were also close friends of his. You had finally graduated and got a small job at this cute coffee shop near your apartment. With all the new freetime you had, not needing to worry about deadlines or upcoming finals, you decided to visit the Day6 dorms once you had gotten Younghyun's permission. 

     After you had met everyone, you had taken an immediate liking to Dowoon. He was just absolutely adorable, getting flustered every time you spoke to him. Now, you normally didn't flirt with random people you had just met, but you decided this time you would definitely make an exception. All throughout the night, you would give the youngest random compliments, smiling as he stuttered and blushed, trying his hardest not to look you in the eyes. You would cuddle up to him and leave small, lingering touches on his arm. Your favorite thing to do, however, was lean over him to grab something, making him tense up when you had sat back up and looked him in the eyes. All of his reactions were so adorable, they made you internally squeal. 

     Younghyun, however, was less than impressed with your displays of affection. He glared at you from his seat as you laughed at a random joke Dowoon had told, your hand lingering on his bicep for far too long in his opinion. The two of you had gone to the kitchen, getting refills for the rest of the boys as Jae and Wonpil were up against each other in an intense game of Mario Kart. Originally it was just supposed to be Dowoon, but you had insisted on going with him. Younghyun snapped his head over to Sungjin as he heard him chuckle from beside him.

     "What's so funny?" Sungjin just shook his head with another laugh at his question. 

     "Nothing, nothing… Those two seem to be getting pretty close, don't they?"

     "Don't remind me." Younghyun scoffed, turning back to look at you, smushed up against a very flustered Dowoon. He rolled his eyes, turning back to look at a smirking Sungjin. "Seriously, what's your problem?" Sungjin sat silently for a minute, trying to think of a gentle way to phrase his statement.

     "It's just that- to me- it looks like you might like her." Younghyun's cheeks dusted with a light pink as he chose to look at the t.v.

      "O-of course I like her. She's my best friend, i-it would be weird if I didn't like her." Sungjin rolled his eyes at the younger's stubbornness.

     "You know that's not what I meant." The conversation ended there as you and Dowoon returned from the kitchen with drinks just in time to see Wonpil speed past the finish line a few seconds ahead of Jae. The night continued this way for a while, though you didn't fail to notice your best friend's strange behavior. The next time you all ran low on snacks, you dragged Younghyun to the kitchen with you. 

     "Okay, what's the deal with you?" You asked him, obviously getting annoyed. He rolled his eyes, pushing past you to get some chips from the pantry. 

     "Nothing. Why do you care anyway?" You grabbed his arm and spun him around, forcing him to look at you. 

     "Why do I care? You're my best friend, and I want to know what's wrong." He scoffed, jerking his arm out of your grip.

     "Best friend, huh? I thought that spot had been taken by your precious Dowoon." You tilted your head at him. "Oh wait, I'm sorry, you must want him to be your boyfriend! So sorry for the misunderstanding." He said in the most sarcastic voice you have ever heard him use. 

     "Is that what all this is about? You're jealous of Dowoon?" His cheeks turned pink and he scrunched up his nose.

     "I'm not jealous of Dowoon. Go and fuck him for all I care- though that was probably what you were planning to do once everyone fell asleep, right?" Your face flushed red in anger. As he tried to walk past you, you grabbed his hips and slammed him against the counter, trapping him between your arms. You heard him gulp as he looked down at you, his face turning a bright shade of red. 

     "I don't like Dowoon, alright. I don't care if you believe me or not, but I don't like him. So if you could stop being a little fucking brat now, that would be great." You leaned closer, lowering your voice so the other boys wouldn't hear you. You heard Younghyun's breathing speed up as he looked at everything but you, trying to push you away by your shoulders.

     "I-I'm not a brat." He mumbled under his breath, looking away from you. You scoffed.

     "Bullshit. What you're doing is being a brat, and I don't like brats." Younghyun bit his bottom lip and closed his eyes, squeezing your shoulders at the low growl that was in your voice. You raised your eyebrow, looking him up and down. You smirked as you noticed the slowly rising tent in his pants. You laughed, grabbing his chin and forcing him to look at you. "Are you getting off on this?" He snapped his eyes open, embarrassed, and started pushing you away again. You backed up, still smirking at him as he scrambled to collect the snacks he had gotten from the pantry.

     "N-no! J-just- Just go back to flirting with Dowoon or something." He told you with a glare as he made his way back to the living room. You felt bad as you saw him sit down with a huff- maybe you had gone too far.

     The truth was, Younghyun had had a crush on you for years. He couldn't exactly pinpoint when he had fallen for you, but he fell hard. Seeing you flirt with Dowoon had made him jealous, even if he wouldn't admit it. It wasn't fair to him; he had known you all his life, and Dowoon knows you for a few hours and you're all over him. That was the main reason he didn't want to introduce you to his members. He knew your type, and he knew someone like Dowoon fit your exact description of the 'perfect boyfriend' you had described to him in your freshman year of highschool. Anyone in his position would have been jealous.

     You continued to pay attention to Younghyun for the rest of the night, who in turn would ignore you every chance he got. You stopped flirting with Dowoon, which the young boy seemed relieved about. After you demolished Jae in another round of Mario Kart, you looked at the clock, surprised at how late it was. You ruffled Jae's hair as he pouted, continuing to claim you had somehow cheated. You stood up and stretched before telling the boys you should be heading home. You smirked as you looked at Younghyun, pulling him out of his seat. He had been the one to drive you here and he would be driving you back home, so he was going to be forced to sit in a car with you for 15 minutes. You bid the boys farewell, dragging a reluctant Younghyun out of the dorm. 

     You hopped in the front seat, smiling brightly over to your best friend. He didn't even look at you as he started up the car and got onto the road. Your smile faltered as you looked forward, awkward silence filling the air. You glanced at the radio with a smile. You two would always bond over music, so maybe music would help him open back up to you. You reached to turn on the radio, but pulled away once you saw him glare at you from the corner of his eye. Okay, maybe you had gone a little too far in the kitchen. You looked out the window, sinking into your seat. 

     He silently pulled into your driveway, staring out the window once he parked as he waited for you to exit the car. You sighed, opening the car door before hesitating. A determined look set on your face as you slammed the door closed again, turning to look at Younghyun. He turned to you, confused as he saw the determination in your eyes. God he hated how attractive your stubbornness was.

     "What the hell is your problem?" You asked, glaring at him as he turned away from you again. He rested his elbow on the window, resting his face in his palm.

     "Nothing." He mumbled from behind his hand.

     "Don't give me that bullshit. First of all, you've just been glaring at me everytime I breathe near Dowoon, and then you just straight up ignore me. You didn't even let me turn on the radio. So I want an actual answer- what's wrong." He pinched the bridge of his nose, letting out an aggravated sigh. He turned to look at you with a quick flash of anger in his eyes.

     "Fine. You wanna talk, let's talk. Why were you all over Dowoon today." You sat silently in front of him, a look of disbelief on your face.

     "Are you serious?! This is what you're mad about?" His glare didn't falter as his grip on the steering wheel tightened. "Oh my god- I told you already! I don't like him or anything! I flirted with him because he got flustered easily!" He scoffed.

     "Oh please, you and I both know that he's your ideal type. There had to have been something more to it." It was your turn to scoff.

     "Yes, Younghyun, I was just so desperate for sex that I decided to try and go after Dowoon, a random boy I have just met. That was the entire reason I wanted to visit your friends- I was just looking for a dick to sit on." He glared at you as you continued to rant to him, using the most sarcastic voice you could muster. He suddenly leaned over, grabbing your face and pressing his mouth to yours. You gasped at the feeling of his lips on yours before you grabbed the back of his head, pulling him closer to you. The kiss was a heated mess of teeth and tongue. Your tongues were in a very aggressive fight for dominance, though you eventually overpowered him, your tongue exploring it's new territory. He pulled away first, gasping for air with swollen lips and your hand still resting on the back of his head. "Out of the car, now." 

     A shiver ran down his spine as he flung open his car door, meeting you by your front door once you had done the same. You slammed him against your wall as soon as you closed and locked your door, throwing your keys into your house, not caring where they landed. You bit down on his lip, making him groan into your mouth before you shoved your tongue into his. You pushed his shirt up his stomach, giving him the hint to take it off. He complied, throwing it in the same direction you threw your keys before pushing your jacket off your shoulders, pulling your shirt off soon after. You grabbed his wrist, pulling him to the bedroom. He slapped your ass before you entered, making you yelp before you threw him to the bed. Your legs sat on either side of his hips as you struggled to pin his arms above his head.

     "Stop moving, you're just gonna make this harder for yourself." He looked into your eyes with a glare, bucking his hips up to grind his hard on into you. You groaned but glared at him, finally managing to pin his wrists above his head. "I said," he went rigid as he heard a familiar click and felt something secure around one of his wrists, "stay still." You growled, cuffing his hands to the headboard. Younghyun thrashed around, trying to escape the metal cuffs you secured around his wrists. You glared at him and slapped his clothed thigh, making him yelp and stop his movements. "I'm not going to say it again." He glared back at you, opening his mouth to fight back before groaning as you palmed his erection through his jeans. He bucked his hips up into your hand, making you pull it away. He looked up at you as you shook your head in disappointment. "I told you, it would make this a whole lot easier if you listened to me." You said before pulling down his pants and boxers, leaving him fully exposed in front of you. He gave a short chuckle.

     "Oh please. I could have you screaming my name in seconds, babygirl. So just take these stupid things off and I can fuck you better that anyone ever could." You ignored him as you walked to your closet, retrieving your box of toys. You set the box on the bedside table digging around for a certain object. You smirked as you pulled out a vibrator from the box, holding it up so Younghyun could see it. He gulped as he saw you think for a second before pulling out a cockring as well. He held back a whine, refusing to sound submissive in front of you. You sat yourself between his legs, grabbing his dick and sliding the cockring onto him. He grunted, glaring at you as you reached over and grabbed the vibrator. You turned back to him with a sickeningly sweet smile.

     "Now, I'm giving you one more chance to be a good little boy for me, alright?" He leaned up with a smirk.

     "Fuck. You." You closed your eyes, taking in a deep breath before smiling at him again. 

     "Alright, suit yourself." With that you turned on the vibrator to its lowest setting, pressing it against the underside of the head of his dick. He gasped loudly at the sudden pleasure, his hips bucking into the toy as he grunted beneath you. You moved the toy up and down the shaft of his cock, sometimes stopping to press it against his balls or his tip. He had only been letting out deep grunts and groans, an occasion curse leaving his lips. His dick started twitching more and more, leaking precum as he got closer to his release. He let out an almost inaudible whine as the cockring stopped his climax, making you smirk at him as he started kicking his legs.

     "G-get this damn t-thing off of me- f-fuck." You let out a hum, before shaking your head with a dark chuckle as you looked into his eyes.

     "You don't tell me what to do. You're completely under my control- like my own personal fucktoy. I can do whatever I want with you." He bit his lip, holding back his moan as you treated him like nothing. You raised your eyebrow, smirking at him. "Oh? Do you like being my fucktoy?" You let out a scoff mixed with a laugh. "You're just a filthy little slut, aren't you?" He let out a loud groan, throwing his head back as you turned up the vibrations on his cock. You thought for a second before grabbing your bottle of lube from the bedside table, turning off the vibrator and laying it beside you before lubing up your fingers.

     "W-what are you doing?" You smirked, not answering his question as you turned the vibrator back on continuing to move it on his angry red tip. He squirmed, tensing up with a gasp as he felt your fingers at his hole. Your gaze softened as you saw the slight look of fear in his eyes.

     "Hey, relax. If you feel uncomfortable or it hurts at all you can tell me and I'll stop, alright baby?" He slowly nodded, relaxing his body so you could insert your fingers into him. You pressed the vibrator into him more, distracting him from the intrusion of your fingers. He let out a low groan as you moved your fingers inside him, testing the waters. You smirked and thrusted your fingers into him harder, curling them to search for his prostate. You knew you had found it when he let out his first moan of the night, his back arching off the bed. You smirked, abusing that spot as he tried to quiet the submissive noises spilling out of his mouth. You slipped your fingers out of him after a few minutes, smirking wider at the whine he let out. You removed the vibrator from his dick, lubing it up before turning up the vibrations and thrusting it into his fluttering hole. He let out a very loud, very high pitched whine as he curled his hands into fists above his head. 

     "See Younghyun? This is what good boys get. If you would have stopped being such a little slut, I would have let you come already." The glare in his eyes contrasted with the submissive whines and whimpers falling past his swollen lips. 

     "G-go f-fuck y- shit - yourself." You rolled your eyes taking off your pants and underwear, straddling his lap. He licked his lips, looking you up and down with lust blown eyes. You held his hips down, grinding your core into his hard cock. He threw his head back with a whimper, trying to grind his hips into yours but was stopped by your firm grip. After a few minutes of you grinding into him, he realized you weren't going to fuck him and started squirming and whimpering. The feeling of your lower lips so close to taking him in but not quite there mixed with the vibrator shoved in his ass made him come undone in no time, a dry orgasm washing over him because of the cockring on the base of his dick. He whimpered pitifully as he felt you come on his cock with a low groan. You sat there for a minute, regaining your strength before you climbed off of him, taking the vibrator out of him and turning it off. You smirked cruelly at the fucked out expression on his face as his rock hard cock twitched against his stomach. You heard him mumble something as he closed his eyes and squirmed under your gaze. You tilted your head, grabbing his hair, making him whine and look you in the eyes.

     "What was that slut? Speak up, I can't give you what you want if you don't talk to me." He let out another loud whimper, his eyes shining over with tears.

     "PLEASE! F-fuck- please! Please fuck me! I need to c-cum! Please master!" You smirked in victory- you had finally broken him. You gripped his hair tighter, leaning down to whisper in his ear.

     "Say it again." You growled, making him whimper.

     "Master! Please fuck me master! Y-your sluttly fucktoy needs to cum- please!" You groaned in his ear, letting go of his hair and turning around to grab your favorite toy. Younghyun moaned at the sight of the strap-on dangling from your fingers, licking his lips as you adjusted it on your hips. You kneeled between his legs, lightly brushing your fingers over his thighs as they settled around your hips. You lined the tip of the dildo up with his hole, teasing his entrance and smirking at his impatient whines and whimpers. You took the cockring off of him before slamming your hips forward, the sound of his loud moans and skin slapping skin echoing around the room as your hips repeatedly hit his ass. You held a bruising grip on his hips as you pounded into him, pulling him toward you every time you thrusted into him. "Please! Fuck- please let me t-touch you master! W-wanna touch you, please!" He sobbed out as you gripped his cock, massaging his tip with your palm. You leaned down, sucking and biting bright red marks down his neck and chest, purposefully ignoring his request. He kept whining, jerking his hands against their restraints as he begged you to let him touch you. Both of you looked up in surprise, you stopping your movements as you heard the sound of something breaking. You looked at his wrists, which were now laying on either side of his head after he broke the chains of the handcuffs. 

     "Fuck- you're so fucking desperate aren't you?" He nodded his head rapidly, gripping the pillow behind his head as he sobbed underneath you. "I dunno baby, do you really deserve it?" He whined, squeezing his eyes shut and letting tears roll down his cheeks as you rolled your hips into his one time. 

     "P-please! I-I'm sorry for acting like a b-brat earlier- just p-please let me touch you master!" You hummed pretending to think about it before you nibbled on his earlobe and began pounding into him again, making him moan loudly into your ear.

     "Go ahead baby, show master how good you feel." He moaned loudly, whimpering out a mantra of 'thank you's as you picked up your pace. His hands tangled themselves in your hair, tugging and pulling with every thrust you made. You groaned and buried your face into his neck, leaving more marks on the exposed skin. His cries of pleasure increased in pitch as you felt his dick twitch repeatedly in your grasp. He mumbled incoherently, barely managing to speak as he felt the knot forming in his belly ready to burst.

     "Fuck- AH! Cum! Ngh- Cumming!! S-shit- p-please!" You smirked against his skin, squeezing your hand around his leaking cock. He threw his head back, whining loudly as he waited for your permission to cum.

     "Cum for me baby, cum for your master." As soon as the words left your mouth, he came all over your hand and his lower stomach, drool seeping out of the corner of his mouth as tears dripped from his chin. You grabbed a tissue, quickly cleaning him up as he continued to sob beneath you. "Hey, baby, are you alright? I'm sorry if I went too rough on you, baby." You whispered as you cradled his head to your chest, letting him curl into you. He continued to sob in your hold, quieting down to sniffles after a few minutes.

     "I-I'm okay. Please don't leave." He whimpered, pulling you closer to him. You ran your fingers lightly through his hair. This must have been his first time submitting to someone- you had pushed too much on him too fast and he had fallen into subspace.

     "I'm not going to, baby. It's alright, I'm right here." His sniffles and whimpers died down as he slowly drifted to sleep in your embrace. You let out a loving sigh as you pushed his hair out of his face. You would just have to talk to Younghyun about this tomorrow.

[causeilikelix]

'Cause I Like You - Chapter 6 - Leather Pants Fuck Him Up (NSFW)

↳ Pairing: Felix x OC / Hyunjin x OC (later)

↳ Genre: Romance, comedy, smut (eventual), slow burn, enemies (idiots) to friends (idiots) to lovers (probably still idiots), high school au, college au, non-idol au

↳ See Chapter One for summery

↳ Chapter warnings: some of the WORST POV switching I've ever done in my life, pervy Jisung, pervy Felix (like 10/10 perv here), male masturbation, imaginary handjob, slight dirty talk, semi-public sexual acts (in an empty bathroom)… I think that's everything?

↳ Read on my A03: Here

↳ Notes: Our First NSFW chapter!!! It's also a little shorter than the other chapters… Anyway, enjoy!

< Chapter Five - Chapter Seven >

EUNBYEOL’S HEART WAS in her throat and she worried that the contents of her stomach would be, too, at this rate.  She never threw up when she was nervous, but today had the potential to change her streak.  Eunbyeol’s parents forced her to have a little breakfast that morning, despite her constant protesting.  Her stomach churned and protested every bite so her parents finally had mercy after a few bites.  A deal that she made with her parents raised the stakes considerably so she knew she had to do well.  Losing was simply not an option.

She sat in the dressing room behind the school theatre staring at herself in the mirror.  Ah Joong made Eunbyeol promise months ago to let her do her hair and makeup, so now Ah Joong stood behind her with a straightener in her hands.  Eunbyeol thought she did her own makeup just fine, but Ah Joong worked magic and Eunbyeol wondered if she’d ever look this good again.  Her eyes were done with a dramatic smokey eye with golden undertones and her lips were a deep red.  She had no idea what Ah Joong had planned for her hair, but she trusted her friend.  

“Are you ready?”  Jiho leaned over to whisper to Eunbyeol.  

“I suppose.”  She swallowed thickly, reaching for her water bottle and drinking through the straw Ah Joong provided.  “I don’t have a choice now.”

“Nervous?”

“I never get nervous before dancing, so I don’t know why I’m so nervous right now.”  Eunbyeol admitted. 

“I mean, there’s a lot on your shoulders.”  Ah Joong reminded her, as if she needed reminding at all.  “Plus your boyfriend is in the crowd and you want to do well for him, right?”

“He’s not my boyfriend!”  Eunbyeol exclaimed, her face flushing at the very thought of the boy sitting out in the crowd for her. 

“I’m not sure I understand the arrangement you guys have.”  Gayeong pulled up a chair next to Eunbyeol to work on her own makeup. 

“Um, well... we have exclusive mutual feelings but not an exclusive relationship.  He’s moving away for college, so he doesn’t want to get into a relationship now just to break up down the line.”  Eunbyeol explained the best she could.

Eunbyeol hadn’t exactly understood Younghyun when he first explained his predicament.  When he pulled her somewhere private all those weeks ago and told her that he couldn’t keep his feelings to himself anymore.  He said he had feelings for her and that he had to tell her before it was too late.  Younghyun explained that he had a scholarship to play hockey at a university in Canada and that he wanted to go, but he didn’t want to leave without telling her.  Eunbyeol couldn’t believe her ears, but asked him what he wanted to do about it.  He asked if she would be willing to date him without any labels so they could enjoy his last few months in Korea.   

That meant that Younghyun took Eunbyeol on dates, kissed her whenever he wanted, and treated her like a girlfriend but without the actual label.  On one hand, it worried her that he might be seeing other girls like this, too, but on the other it didn’t matter because he would be leaving in the middle of the summer anyway.  As long as Eunbyeol knew him, Younghyun only had one or two girlfriends and he always treated them well.  Besides, from the things he whispered to her the other night as he taught her some brand new things that her body could do, Eunbyeol had a feeling that she didn’t have anything to worry about.  

“I still don’t get it, but whatever.  You can explain better tonight at the party.”  Gayeong grinned.  “Ah Joong-ah, you’re sure your parents don’t mind us using the apartment?”

“Please, we barely use it in the winter.  My parents don’t even think about that apartment until June.”  Ah Joong waved the thought away. 

“I still can’t believe your parents rent out an apartment in Gangnam and they only use it a few months out of the year.”  Minjeong shook her head, finally speaking up from her place on the floor crouched over her own mirror.  “Talk about being loaded.”

“Honestly, I think they should just get rid of it but my mom likes it.”  Ah Joong sighed.  “On the bright side, that means that I get to throw the best afterparty ever!  I talked my brother into buying us some soju, so we’ll have some drinks, too.”

“Did you get any peach flavored soju?  I can barely stomach the regular stuff.”  Minjeong’s face distorted into disgust.

“Obviously.  He got mostly flavored soju so we’re all set.”

“Should I stop and get some snacks after?”  Eunbyeol spoke up.  “Or are we going to order food?”

“I went shopping after school yesterday for snacks, but we’re definitely ordering pizza.  I’ve been on a diet since January to get in shape for this, but I need some carbs as soon as possible.”  

“Hopefully I’ll have an appetite by then.”

“Look, I think that the second the song ends you’ll be so hungry that you’d eat a horse.”  Ah Joong patted Eunbyeol’s shoulder reassuringly.  “Now hold still, I’m almost done making you look like a fucking goddess.”

Ah Joong pulled her lip between her teeth as she worked on Eunbyeol’s hair.  The warmth of the straightener nearly scorched her scalp, but Ah Joong twisted it skillfully and slowly ran it down the strand of hair.  Rather than just letting it hang, Ah Joong weaved magic and body into her hair by putting waves in it.  Since December Eunbyeol’s hair had a chance to grow a little to about shoulder-blade length.  She kept it that length, deciding not to grow it out completely yet.  The dance the girls decided to learn for the talent show had tons of hair flips so Eunbyeol knew she needed a decent length but the short style grew on her.  After they made a music video, Eunbyeol wanted to cut her hair again.  Despite her hair being a little longer, Eunbyeol was proud to say that Felix’s habit of pulling it had been broken.  

While Ah Joong worked, a soft knock came from the dressing room door.  All the girls looked up when a male voice from outside called for Jiho.  The girl in question raised an eyebrow and called back for them to hold on.  Eunbyeol watched through the mirror as Jiho rose to her feet and cracked the door open.  

None other than Han Jisung stood in the hall outside with his eyes politely averted, waiting for Jiho to acknowledge him. 

“What are you doing here?”  Jiho rasped, just quiet enough that the other girls couldn’t hear.  “We shouldn’t be talking right now.”

“Jiho-yah, it’s not like we’re on a super secret mission or anything, I just had a question for you about the science quiz.  Will you come out here?”  Jisung responded loudly, his voice filling the room.  Jiho glared at him.  Jisund wasted no time in grasping her wrist and pulling her out into the hall.  The dressing room door slid shut behind them, leaving the other girls in the metaphorical dark.  Jisung pulled Jiho down the hallway until they stood far enough away from the door, on the off chance that the others could hear them. 

“What do you want?”  Jiho was cut off by the quick press of Jisung’s lips onto hers.  She sighed into it for a moment before pushing him off.  “Hey!  What if someone sees?”

“What can I say?  I find it hot to be conspiring with the enemy.”  Jisung grinned, sliding his hands around her waist.  “You look incredible in this outfit, by the way.”

“Do you really have something to ask, or did you just come back here to make out with me?”  Jiho rolled her eyes but draped her arms around Jisung’s shoulders anyway.

“Um, a little of both?  Do any of the girls know anything about the plan later?”

“Well, Eunbyeol doesn’t, if that’s what you’re asking.  I don’t think the others know either.”

“Obviously.  I’m surprised Ah Joong even agreed to this.  You’re sure that Eunbyeol has no idea?”

“Jisung-ah, you know I’m good at keeping secrets.”  Jiho gave him a sly grin, leaning in to kiss him.  

“Mm, that’s true.”  Jisung grinned into the kiss, allowing himself to get lost in it for a few seconds.  “Jagiya, you look way too hot in this outfit so we’re gonna have to stop here.  But... we’re definitely picking this back up later tonight, yeah?”

“You really want to?”  Jiho raised an eyebrow at him.  

“Of course I do.  I want to show my beautiful girlfriend just how gorgeous I think she is.”  Jisung smiled innocently, but Jiho knew his thoughts were anything but innocent. 

“Maybe.  We’ll have to see what happens.  Now, you need to go.  The show is about to start and you’re not supposed to be back here until intermission.”  Jiho finally released him and Jisung regretfully pulled away.  

“Alright.  I’ll see you later, Jagiya.”  Jisung grinned, watching her as she made her way down the hall to the dressing room.  

Once she slipped back inside, Jisung shoved his hands in the pockets of his jeans and made his way through the confusing maze of hallways towards the main auditorium.  He kept a careful eye out, making sure that no one saw him slip into the room.  The auditorium seats were packed with people but Jisung knew where his seat was.  Those who were in the second half of the talent show were allowed to sit in the back of the auditorium while they waited for their turn.  They were allowed in the dressing rooms that morning to get ready before they had to let the groups in the first act take over.  With all the money their school had, Jisung found it hard to believe that they didn’t have enough money to build a decent auditorium with a big enough backstage where everyone could wait their turn. 

On the other hand, Jisung didn’t mind this arrangement.  Jiho hadn’t been able to tell him anything about the performance that she’d been working on so diligently.  He knew she had loyalty to Eunbyeol and he didn’t want to betray that trust just because his best friend had a rivalry with his girlfriend’s best friend.  Jisung didn’t like being caught between a rock and a hard place when it came to his girlfriend and his best friend.  He and Jiho had only been dating for a few weeks, but they decided to keep it quiet until after the talent show.  They didn’t need their respective best friends to be worried about who to trust on top of everything else.  

Jisung had no idea why Eunbyeol and Felix seemed to hate each other so much, but the last year had been one hell of a roller coaster.  Felix made an incredible first impression with his bright personality and interesting stories.  Before Felix, Jisung had never met anyone from Australia before.  Felix’s Korean hadn’t been great when they first met, but with Jisung and Seungmin’s help he’d improved drastically in the last several months.  However, despite the good impression Felix showed Jisung, he must have shown Eunbyeol a terrible one.  She hated him from day one and for the life of him, Jisung couldn’t figure out why.  If Felix knew, he didn’t clue anyone in. 

Jisung finally slid into his seat between Felix and Jeongin.  Neither of them paid him any attention as he sunk back into his chair.  He never liked the cheap seats in the auditorium but luckily he only had to sit here for one half of the show.  Jeongin played around on his phone while Felix and Seungmin talked between themselves.  They shared a program for the show between them and they pointed at different acts they were looking forward to.  A quick glance at the paper made Jisung groan.  Jiho and Eunbyeol’s group would be going last.  He wasn’t sure he could wait that long. 

“Oh, you’re back?”  Jeongin glanced up, just noticing his hyung’s return.  “Where’d you go?”

“Bathroom.”  

“You were gone forever.  They just flashed the lights, so they’ll be getting started soon.”

“This is nerve-wrecking.”  Jisung muttered.  “How do you think the girls will do?”

“I dunno.  I don’t really think it matters.”  

“No?  I mean, they’re our biggest threat, right?”

“Sure, but I’m confident that Felix-hyung made something better than Eunbyeol-noona.  Like, I know she’s good and all but Felix has a unique technique that I think is a little cleaner.”

“Jisung-ah.”  At the sound of his name, Felix leaned over and showed his friend the program.  “Look, Jinyoung is going to be doing a stand up routine!  I wonder what he’s going to talk about.”

“Honestly, I’d be okay losing to him.”  Jisung admitted with a grin.  “He’s hilarious.” 

“It depends.  I may have given him some material the other day in the music room.”  Felix winced.  

“You were doing those stupid Fortnite dances, weren’t you?”  

“I’m choosing not to answer that.”  

“Are you nervous?”  Jisung grinned.

“No, I’m not nervous.  I’m mostly annoyed that they threw us in the middle of the second act.  I wish they would have us go first or last.”  

“Being in the middle is never good, but that just means we have to focus and give it our all.”  Jisung tried to convince both Felix and himself.  After seeing Jiho in that outfit, he worried for his sanity. 

The lights in the auditorium blinked again, alerting the crowd that there were five minutes left until the show started.  More students and various family members filed into the auditorium looking for seats.  Felix watched the steady lines of people, searching for people he knew.  He recognized a few people from his class and a couple others from the music club.  The only person who could make his heart race in his chest or get him even remotely excited currently sat backstage waiting for her turn.  Felix hated the idea that Eunbyeol could even affect him at all.  Just as he started to lose interest in the people around him, Younghyun sunbae and a group of his friends slid into the row in front of him and sat down.  Despite the deafening chatter in the auditorium, Felix could hear them clear as day.

“Honestly, asking her out was the best thing I could have done.”  Younghyun grinned at his friend, Jaehyung.  

“Clearly.  You won’t shut up about it.”  Jaehyung rolled his eyes.  “Don’t you need to be focusing on hockey right now?”

“I mean, yeah.  But the whole point of me confessing was to make the most of every moment.  I don’t want to graduate with any regrets.”

“And are you?  Making the most of every moment?”  Jaehyung nudged Younghyun suggestively.  

“You have no idea.”  Younghyun laughed.  “You’ll just have to wait and see some of the moves I taught her last weekend.”

“Ooh.  Do I get a turn... or?”  

“Don’t be gross!  Look, the hottest girl in school is about to be up on stage dancing for me so I want to focus on her.  But I will tell you this... \”  Younghyun grinned before leaning in to whisper something in Jaehyung’s ear.  Felix strained to hear, but the murmur of the crowd overpowered all other noise. 

“No way!”  Jaehyung gasped, shoving Younghyun away instinctively.  “You’re kidding.  When?”

“Last weekend.  Oh, I’ll tell you all about it later.”  Younghyun promised as the lights in the auditorium slowly faded out.

The cheers from the crowd were deafening and Felix’s ears rang immediately.  However, he joined in with the cheering when the MC, their music teacher, walked onto the stage to start the show.  

The talent show dragged on fairly smoothly.  Some kids put on a magic show, others danced to a cute girl group song, and a few others put on a collection of Shakespeare monologues.  Felix kept one eye on the program, counting down the performanced until Eunbyeol graced the stage.  After the last several months of talking big and provoking her to no end, all the hot air released from him like a balloon after realizing what he truly thought about Eunbyeol.  The leak began when he kissed her on the stairwell and the balloon popped when he saw her kiss someone else.  The thought of her with someone else, with Younghyun, made his blood boil.  

While Felix wanted to win this talent show, he wanted something else just a little bit more.  He could almost imagine the smile on her face that he would see if she won first place.  She would smile proudly and her entire face would light up.  Her eyes would shine and sparkle in the stage lighting and she would look like an angel.  The first place trophy would look really nice on the bookshelf in his room, but Eunbyeol’s smile would look better right in front of him. 

A couple more acts came and went.  Nothing terribly impressive, but Jinyoung’s stand up routine had him doubled over from laughing too hard.  His ribs hurt and tears leaked from his eyes when Jinyoung told the joke about the stand-off he had with the gym teacher over the last cupcake in the bakery.  Felix had a feeling that this wouldn’t be Jinyoung’s last gig.  Jinyoung had him laughing so hard that for a moment, Felix forgot who was coming next.  His bit went on for around ten minutes.  The program sat in his lap, forgotten.  The crowd groaned in protest when Jinyoung announced that his set was over and he had to make room for the next act.  He bowed dramatically and left the stage.  The MC replaced him, wiping away tears from laughing too hard. 

“As usual, it was an absolute pleasure to hear from our senior class Park Jinyoung!”  The crowd cheered in response.  “Next we will be hearing from another school favorite!  This young lady brought our dance team a lot of pride last year when she won first place at the regional competition!  Now, she and her team are back with a fabulous cover of Everglow’s ‘La Di Da’!  I have some insider information that tells me that some of this routine is her original choreography!  So please, join me in welcoming to the stage, Starlost!”  

The lights went dark and Felix swallowed the lump in his throat.  His thighs clenched and he suddenly couldn’t find a position to sit comfortably.  Felix’s hands tightened into fists.  He took a few steady deep breaths as he waited for the performance to begin.  The auditorium remained dark for a few long seconds as the girls made their way to the stage.  

Finally, the lights turned on to a dark blue that showed the girls in silhouette in a formation where they formed a circle with their arms around one girl in the center.  The music turned on.  A steady beat filled the air, simple yet dramatic and bold.  In complete silhouette, the girls on stage moved and manipulated their bodies to create different dramatic shapes for a few counts before making their way into a line and falling easily into a series of moves that had the entire crowd mesmerized.  The six girls were in complete sync as they swayed and rolled to the music.  In this light, he couldn’t tell which girl was Eunbyeol but each girl moved with trained precision.  Felix recognized the choreography as original immediately and his jaw dropped at the technique and skill behind it.  He had no idea that she had that in her.  

As the intro faded out, the girls posed as the lights faded to black.  Moments later, the lights snapped back on to show the girls in a series of strange looking-poses.  Some stood while others, Eunbyeol included, were posed in unique shapes on the ground.  Eunbyeol laid partly on her stomach with both of her legs raised in the air behind her.  They stared out into the crowd with intense gazes and Felix’s stomach dropped into his feet.  The song began and the girls went to their first position to begin the routine with Cha Eunbyeol taking front and center for the first verse and kneeling on one knee.  Next, she extended her leg out under the one she kneeled on, finding her way onto the floor effortlessly.  Felix’s throat closed as he watched her perform the floorwork.  The other kids all cheered at her movements but Felix couldn’t make any noise. 

Cha Eunbyeol looked like nothing he’d ever seen before.  Her dramatic eye makeup looked professional, with a dark smokey eye done with tasteful golds and purples.  Her slightly parted lips were a deep shade of wine red and Felix wanted to get drunk on them.  Eunbyeol’s long legs were clad in black leather leggings that accentuated all of her curves.  She wore a long-sleeve transparent black mesh top and a dark purple crop top over it to cover just what was needed.  She looked properly grown up, mature, and sexy.  The other girls wore similar outfits composed of leather, purple, and mesh but Felix couldn’t see them.  

Something within him shifted just as the girls shifted into the first chorus.  He’d never gotten tunnel vision before, but he could imagine that it felt something like this.  The entire world faded out until the only people in the room were him and Eunbyeol.  She moved expertly to the music with idol-like precision and skill he never could have imagined from her.  The dance had modern sharp moves and smooth sexy moves and she embodied each one perfectly.  For years she’d been the innocent girl-next-door with her uniform pleated skirts and knee-high socks and Felix had no idea that she could do something like this.  Jisung and the others were constantly reminding him that Eunbyeol was a force to be reckoned with and for the first time, he believed them.  She had the talent to run them all into the floor.  Felix hadn’t believed them, but as he watched her now he knew the others were right to be worried.  

Felix tried to cross his legs but found that it was impossible to do so.  Something heavy and rock hard sat between his thighs and for the first time he realized the full extent of Eunbyeol’s hold on him.  He swallowed thickly as the girls reached the second chorus.  He barely registered the routine outside of Eunbyeol’s fluid movements.  A particularly sensual roll of her hips sent a new wave of desire through him.  He gripped the arm rests of his chair tightly, digging his nails into the cheap abrasive fabric.  Eunbyeol’s voluptuous gaze locked onto someone in the crowd as she started into the dance break and Felix’s thighs tensed for a moment, wondering if she was looking at him.  It didn’t take him long to realize that she’d locked onto Younghyun.  

Her gaze didn’t last long as the dance break took over her.  Eunbyeol moved to the front and let her body take over as she put everything she had into the dance.  She danced gracefully yet powerfully, rolling her neck and tossing her short hair around and lowering to the floor.  She leaned back, lifting a leather-clad leg into the air and dropping her head back to look at the audience upside-down.  Another rush of warmth plunged through Felix’s stomach and the rigid length in his lap throbbed from lack of friction.  He pulled a lip between his teeth and bit down, hoping any amount of pain would help distract him from his growing need. If anything it only fueled him on, instead imagining Eunbyeol’s teeth sinking into his lip as she ran her hands up his thighs. 

Where the hell is this coming from?

Felix didn’t necessarily think of her this way.  At least, these feelings had never been quite so overt.  He couldn’t say with confidence that he didn’t think of pulling her hair and the noises that might result in order to get off at night.   However, watching her dance like this stirred something up inside him and he couldn’t help the hot flush sneaking up his neck to the tips of his ears.  His head rolled back against the chair and he let out a breathless sigh.  She'd never affected him quite so violently before.  

Eunbyeol and the girls transitioned easily into the final chorus.  Felix released an audible groan, glad that this medley of pain and pleasure would soon be over.  Eunbyeol looked positively delectable and he wanted her to eat him alive.  Her dark eyes and parted lips drew him in and he hoped that she sensed the growing magnetic pull between them.  Just like before in the classroom, he found himself drawn to her like a moth to the flame.  Last time he’d given into it and gone after her after seeing that pink umbrella on the floor of her locker.  He wasn’t sure if he had the strength to ignore the desire in the pit of his stomach.  

Finally, after around four minutes of torture, the girls came to a stop in their final position and stared cooly into the crowd.  The room erupted into cheers with nearly everyone leaping to their feet to applaud.  Jeongin, Seungmin, and Jisung all jumped to their feet but Felix remained in his seat for a few long seconds before pressing down on the armrests for leverage.  His legs were as heavy as lead and his pants were way too tight.  Felix clapped mostly out of obligation.  He didn’t want to outwardly admit that Eunbyeol had thoroughly impressed him with her impeccable skills.  

“Bro, are you good?”  Jisung glanced over to check on Felix.  

“I... what?”  Felix stuttered, his eyes following Eunbyeol as she made her way off stage with one of the most beautiful smiles he’d ever seen plastered on her face.  

“Are you okay?  You don’t look so hot.”  

“I could say the same about you.”  Felix tried to joke, noticing that Jisung’s cheeks were just as flushed as his.  “I... um... I’ll be right back.  I’ll see you backstage in a minute.”

“Wha... where are you going?”  Jisung watched as Felix inched down the row, carefully stepping over people who were slowly starting to sit back down.  Felix didn’t have the brain power to answer him.  All the blood rushed somewhere else.

Felix knew the MC would need to say a few words before releasing the crowd for intermission.  Knowing their music teacher this would give Felix a decent head start.  He burst out of the auditorium, blinking in the bright light streaming into the lobby.  He could barely walk straight but he managed to make his way to the mens bathroom on the second floor.  With luck, this bathroom would have less traffic than the one downstairs.  He pushed in and made his way down the row of stalls, checking carefully to see if any were occupied.  Thankfully, the bathroom was empty.  

He dipped into the stall the farthest from the door and locked it behind him.  He took a heaving breath, suddenly unsure of what to do next.  Could he really go through with this?  It was wrong and... dirty to do such a thing here.  He leaned against the tile wall and closed his eyes.  A memory of Eunbyeol on stage rolling her hips to the music flashed through his head against his will.  The material of his jeans tightened against his thighs and he groaned.  It wouldn’t be the first time he’d touched himself to the thought of her, but for some reason this time made him feel strange.  

Before he transferred to this school, he didn’t know that rage boners were a real thing but something about Eunbyeol elicited these sorts of things from him effortlessly.  Since he realized he liked her properly, it was somehow easier to feel this way about her.  She made him crave her effortlessly with every small movement, like running her hands through her hair, sighing when she came across a difficult test question, or drinking from her water bottle.  This... this was on a completely different level. 

Felix knew he didn’t have a lot of time.  His jaw clenched as he flipped open the button and pulled the zipper down on his black jeans.  He sighed with relief at the release of some of the tension.  Deciding not to hesitate anymore, Felix slipped his hand under the band of his briefs to grip his rock hard cock.  A few drops of precum had already leaked from his tip and he used his thumb to spread it down his length.  He tightened his grip and groaned, starting at a painfully slow pace.  His breathing instantly went ragged as he lost all control of his thoughts.

He squeezed his eyes shut, remembering how Eunbyeol had expertly moved her body just moments before.  He moaned lowly, thinking about how she swayed her hips to the beat.  He thought about her hooded eyes and dark red lips that belonged on him.  He thought about the sultry looks she offered the crowd and while he knew they were for someone else, he imagined they were all for him.  Felix’s breath hitched with sudden pleasure when he thought about how her body looked in that outfit.  After all this time, he could see her without that school uniform which he now saw didn’t do her curves any justice.  

More precum leaked from his tip and he rocked his hand faster.  His head fell back against the wall and he let out a low moan, careful to stay quiet in case anyone came in.  He imagined running his hand through her silky hair and grabbing a handful.  He remembered how soft it had been under his touch and he sighed at the thought.  His free hand clenched around nothing and his next groan came more from frustration.  He wished the pleasure coursing through his veins was because of Eunbyeol between his legs and not his own hand.  

“Fuck...”  He muttered through gritted teeth.

Felix imagined Eunbyeol’s soft hands in place of his.  He pretended she knelt before him with her hands wrapped around his length while pumping him carefully.  He imagined her looking up at him through her eyelashes, letting her innocence shine through.  Something in his stomach pulled taut and his breath caught in his throat.  The pressure within him began to rise and he knew he was finally getting close.  He wished she would use those tantalizing lips on his length.  He wanted to know what her mouth would feel like on him.  Felix knew that her tongue would feel infinitely better than his hand. 

“Please.”  

The word breathlessly escaped him as he imagined Eunbyeol slowly rising to her feet, but keeping her rhythm on his length the same.  Felix imagined being able to reach up and slide his hands into her hair and pull her close.  He wanted to bury his face in the crook of her neck and breathe in her warm scent.  He moaned deeply, giving his head particular attention as he worked himself closer and closer to his release.  His legs trembled and rolled his hips up into his hand.  In his imagination, Eunbyeol leaned closer to whisper in his ear. 

“You really want me this bad, huh, Felix?”  

 “Yes...”  He choked.  “So bad...”

The Eunbyeol in his head leaned in and a new memory flashed behind his eyes.  He remembered the way her lips melded effortlessly against his and the small gasps she let out as he kissed her.  He remembered holding her close and focusing on memorizing the way their mouths fit together.  He thought about one particularly firm press of her lips on his, as if she couldn’t get enough of him either.  At this, Felix let out a choked moan almost like a sob, his release finally taking over him and covering his hand in white.  His legs trembled violently and he worried that he might collapse.  He stroked himself slowly and languidly, drawing out his orgasm as he thought about kissing the prettiest girl in the entire school.  All of her sexy dancing and that sexy outfit and the thing that got him off was simply the ethereal feeling of her lips on his.  

Felix finally slowed to a stop and grabbed some toilet paper to clean himself off.  He carefully dabbed himself clean before tucking himself back into his pants and redoing the button and zipper.  Once he finished, he tossed it all in the toilet and flushed the evidence away.  He unlocked the stall and made his way to the sink to wash his hands properly.  As he ran his hands under the warm water, the sound of the crowd from downstairs filled his ears.  The MC must have released them into intermission.  Felix had to get downstairs and backstage without running into Eunbyeol somehow and he wondered how he could ever face her.  Maybe it hadn’t been the first time he’d thought of her to get off, but it was the first time she’d been deliberately sexy in front of him. 

He made his way out of the bathroom and back downstairs just in time for a group of boys to pass him on their way up.  Felix kept his eyes on the ground and made his way towards the stage door.  He forced himself to breathe slowly as he pushed his way through the crowd.  He glanced up just enough to see Jisung waiting for him by the door.

“Are you okay, man?  You really had me worried there for a second.”  Jisung draped an arm around Felix’s shoulders and he was glad for the physical reassurance. 

“I’m fine.”  Felix managed through his tight throat.  “Are the girls still back there?”

“You mean Eunbyeol and the others?  No, they’re sitting down already.”  Jisung gestured towards the auditorium.  

“Good.  Let’s go.” 

Felix and Jisung slipped backstage and navigated their way to the men's dressing room where Jeongin and Seungmin waited patiently.  Their hair and makeup were mostly done so they worked on last minute touches.  Felix ran a hand through his hair, peering in the mirror to make sure he didn’t look overly fucked out.  He blinked the hooded darkness out of his eyes and sat down hard on one of the couches to wait for their call to the stage.  

The other boys watched him curiously, glancing between each other and challenging each other to ask.  After a quick game of rock paper scissors, a reluctant Seungmin found a perch next to Felix on the couch. 

“Hey... buddy.”  Seungmin chuckled awkwardly, landing a soft punch on Felix’s shoulder.  “Are you nervous?  Now you see what we were talking about when it came to Eunbyeol, right?”

“Right.”  Felix averted his gaze at the sound of her name, ignoring the pull in his abdomen.  “I see why you’re worried.  But at the end of the day, one of us is going to win and at this point I don’t really care who it is.”

“Really?  You’re really saying that you don’t care who wins?”  Seungmin gaped at him.  “Guess she did scare you.”

“I’m not scared of her.”  Felix insisted.  “I know she’s good at what she does.  I mean, really good.  I’m not one to deny that, but we’re good, too.  So in the end, I know whoever wins will deserve it.”

“Okay, who the fuck are you?  Where did Felix go?”  Seungmin made a big show of checking under the couch and around the room.  Felix rolled his eyes. “Look, all I’m saying is that we’re all talented.  After seeing that, I don’t have the confidence to say definitively who’s going to win.”

“You’re fucking insane.  What the hell happened to you?”  Seungmin shook his head.

“What?  I’m just being realistic.”  

“Christ, you’re whipped aren’t you?”  

“Excuse me?”  Felix blinked in surprise.  

“Just forget it.  You’ve got to get your head in the game.  Right now you can’t afford to think about anything or anyone else.”  Seungmin emphasized and Felix didn’t like what he insinuated. 

“Seungmin-ah.  I know we’re going to do a good job.  I’m not worried about that.”  Felix insisted.  “Unless you are?  Do you want to go over it again?”

“God no!  After tonight, I never want to do this stupid routine ever again.  Ateez is really hard and I’m never doing a dance by them ever again.”  Seungmin winced.  

“Fair enough.”  Felix agreed, his muscles already aching at the thought of the rigorous choreography ahead of him.  His legs still shook from his activities in the bathroom only minutes before.  He wondered if the guys could tell what he’d done. 

“You look tired.”  Seungmin decided.  “Why don’t you close your eyes for a few minutes before we have to start actually paying attention.”

“I... think I will.”  Felix shifted deeper into the couch, somehow just now noticing the uncomfortable beam under the cushions.  He could only imagine how long this couch had been here.

Seungmin patted Felix’s knee reassuringly before making his way back to the wall of makeup mirrors to finish touching up.  Jisung and Jeongin welcomed him into their circle where they spoke in hushed tones.  Felix ignored them, opting to lean back and close his eyes.  He crossed his legs firmly, just to be sure.  He would have loved to even flirt with the idea of unconsciousness, but unfortunately for him unconsciousness wasn’t interested.  Flashes of memories of her played behind his eyelids and he swallowed them down one by one, instead trying to think about the dance ahead of him.  Hitting all of his moves and being on time with his entrances needed to take precedence over his horny thoughts.  He had to give it to them.  His friends were right to worry about his state of mind.

Before he knew it, a stage crew member called over the speakers that Felix and his group were on call.  The boys gathered themselves, looking into the mirrors for one last check.  Felix was glad to see that his face showed no evidence of his earlier exertions.  Together with his friends, he made his way out of the dressing room and down the hall to the stage.  As the staff gestured for them to move backstage, the boys were immediately plunged into darkness and Felix blinked a few times to get his eyes adjusted.  

One of the senior girls from the music club belted out an Ailee song that was nearing its end.  Without thinking, Felix reached blindly for one of his friends and his fingers curled around Jisung’s forearm.  Jisung patted his hand reassuringly, stepping closer in case Felix needed to lean on him.  As much as he wanted to hang onto his friend, Felix kept his weight to himself.  

Cha Eunbyeol didn’t scare him.  

Felix swallowed thickly and tried it again. 

I am not scared of Cha Eunbyeol. 

[moonsaes]

alright this is absolutely absurd. i listened to day6 for the first time like 2 days ago and now i love them. and i 400% think younghyun loves control

pairing: kang younghyun x fem reader

genre: smut

warnings: super slight exhibitionism (not really), dirty talk, mentions of creampies, mentions of cum eating, mentions of handcuffs

word count: 570

“I wish I could taste your cunt.”

It’s a whisper in your ear, placed closely enough for the hairs on your neck to stand at his breath. You’re tucked away in a quieter corner, away from the concentrated smell of sweat and alcohol. The music should be less deafening this far from the bar, but the space is cramped, too ambitious in its capacity. And now, with his lips so close to your ear, arm curved around your hip as if it belongs there, you realize just how close he is.

“Do you think it would still taste like me?” he asks, blowing a puff of air onto your ear lobe. Your knees buckle, too sensitive to his words, and you feel his lips curl against your neck. He tightens his hold on you, fitting himself in between the space where your legs have parted—an effort he later insists was made to keep you upright against the brick wall. 

But now you can feel every inch of warmth from him. Maybe it was the alcohol that made him brazen with his tongue, but that would suggest that this is uncharted territory, which it isn’t. The sly eyes, smooth words, controlled touches, you see often enough in private. Yet, he’s never been so public before, never outside of the barrier of linen curtains in your bedroom. Everything about how pointedly open this is should make you feel self-conscious, but his presence and everything that comes with it is fogging the last bit of inhibition you had. With your pussy wetting the edges of your underwear, there aren’t many more pressing matters than having his cock in you.

The thought of him filling you, pounding into the wetness he had painted white mere hours before makes you eager to fold into whatever he wants with a quick, hard yearning. You can never deny him, especially when it comes to him having his way with you.

His knuckles sear a path up your front, catching in your shirt. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you baby?” Your newly exposed stomach doesn’t have a chance to pimple before the heat of his palm covers you. “You’d like for me to fuck you until my cum’s filling you up, spilling out of you. I’d clean you up—you know there’s nothing that tastes better than you and me.” 

You mewl, hands gripping for some type of purchase at his shoulders. You’re burning, from the core out, and his cock pushes against you with the same insistence that his words hold.

“I would give you a taste after,” he muses into your ear. “Make sure you know how good we are together. You would do that for me, wouldn’t you?” 

He hasn’t moved his hands, hasn’t done anything other than speak, but you feel bare against the hardness of him. Stripped and stunned with the thought of his cum and his tongue without any move of your clothes.

He doesn’t like your silence. “You would do that, wouldn’t you baby?” he repeats with practiced patience.

“Yes,” you manage to gasp. That earns you a kiss to your temple.

“C’mon, baby.” He pulls away, steadying you with a hand on your waist. A quick adjustment of your shirt and another kiss on your forehead before he’s guiding you through the crush of people with a gentle hand on your back.

“Hope we still have the keys to the handcuffs,” he murmurs with a smile. 

[koos-euphoria]

day6 dick sizes?

Jaehyung: okay so this man is pretty tall, so I’d say he’s just above average on the dick sizes, maybe 6inch? But it’s skinner than the average girth.

Sungjin: I feel like this man has a t h i c k dick. Idk why ahskaa. I think he’s average in length however, so around 5/5.5inches.

Younghyun: okay so I just know he’s like big. Like I feel like he’s the biggest in the group??? I’d say 6.5/7??? Avg in girth.

Wonpil: I feel like this man has a pretty dick ahdkfl. Avg in length, so 5/5.5 but is also avg in girth, it’s just really pretty tho.

Dowoon: I feel like he’s avg in length too, so 5/5.5 but he’s definitely on the thicker size of the girth’s. Idk I just feel like it is.

[sinsofstrays]

Brush Off Your All Day Stress

Younghyun x Reader | Smut

Word Count: 803

Requested by anonymous 

Younghyun closes the front door hard and growls. The deadlines for his new album are stressing him to the point of wanting to rip his hair out, knowing he should still be in the studio working but he’s too tired to even see straight. He can’t wait for his schedule to be empty so he can sleep for a week.

He takes his jacket off and tosses it to the chair. His shoes fling from his feet, hitting the wall and bouncing to the floor dramatically. He slides down the hall to the bedroom, ready to cuddle you and relax for once.

You look up as the bedroom door opens to see Younghyun dragging his feet inside. He lets out a loud groan as his phone goes off.

[manager - 11:25pm]: we need the demo by tuesday

Younghyun clenches his jaw, trying not to throw the phone across the room. He slams the phone down on the dresser and rips his shirt off over his head.

“Are you okay?” You ask, setting your phone on the bedside table.

“I’m fucking fine.” Younghyun snaps at you and lets out a heavy breath.

You hold your hands up in defense and half roll your eyes. “Okay, sorry you had a bad day but you don’t have to take it out on me.”

“I’m not taking it out on you.” His tone still bites. He walks over and falls face forward into his side of the bed, crawling up to his pillows. “Why is everything so fucking stressful?”

“Why don’t you take a day off?”

He pushes himself up and glares at you. “I can’t take a god damn day off! I have to help you pay your fucking bills.”

“Don’t fucking yell at me because your day was shit. Just go to sleep. I’m not dealing with your attitude.” You begin to get annoyed, not in the mood to fight, especially when he’s clearly in a bad mood.

Younghyun sighs. He lays back down and slowly slides his hand over to your thigh. You watch as he grabs it and pulls himself closer. “I’m sorry, baby. I think I just need to get some energy out so I can relax.”

“You think?” Your brow raises, still annoyed by his attitude.

Younghyun jumps up and quickly crawls on top of you, softly wrapping his hand over your throat. He tucks his hand under your waistband, resting his palm on your hip. His lips collide heavily against yours. He moves from your throat and slides his hand up your torso. You pull away, tugging your shirt over your head.

He buries himself in your chest, kissing and biting your skin. Younghyun shivers with excitement as he blindly unbuttons his jeans, refusing to pull away from you. His fingertips dig into your waist and you roll your head back as he continues to bite your chest.

You push him off and slide your shorts from your hips. Younghyun moves his hands down your body, pulling you closer to him. He pushes his boxers just low enough to expose himself. Your arms wrap around his shoulders, bringing his body on top of yours.

Younghyun buries himself in your neck, softly pressing his lips against it. You suck in a small breath of air as he thrusts into you. He curls his fingers in your hair, muffling a moan of pleasure under his breath. His hips grind down heavily against yours.

His stress begins to melt away, listening to your breathing gets heavier as he pleasures you. He bites at your shoulder and speeds his pace, nearly losing control when you moan in his ear. You grab the back of his head, feeling your body tense up from the stimulation. Your bodies begin to heat up and sweat slicks your skin as Younghyun continues.

He coos for you to cum, feeling himself getting closer. You close your eyes and hold your breath, twitching slightly from the build up of pleasure. Younghyun curses under his breath, grabbing your arms and pushing them above your head. His lip twitches as you begin to buck your hips. You feel a rush come over your body and arch your back, finally orgasming. Younghyun bites at your lips before colliding hard against them, thrusting into you one last time before pulling away and laying on your stomach.

The two of you catch your breaths and you feel Younghyun relax. He pushes himself up, kissing the top of your head.

“I hope this makes up for me being an asshole to you.” He smiles.

“I hope you aren’t stressed anymore.” You reply back, wiping sweat from your body with the blanket.

“Hm, I’m not sure. Maybe we have to go another round.”

You stand and begin to walk to the bathroom. “I think you’re plenty relaxed.”

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[19:16]

“You think this is okay?”

Your question seems to come as a surprise to Younghyun, your boyfriend becoming accustomed to the silence around the two of you. He doesn’t look up to you, still facing his hands and hoping for an answer to magically appear to him.

“You can’t answer me?” you continue, approaching him slowly.

Younghyun shakes his head, raising is slightly but not attempting to catch your gaze. He looks off into the distance, focused on something other than you. “No. I don’t.”

“Then why are we still here?” you question. He never liked fighting, he avoided it with a passion, but some things were clearly too much of a temptation for him to avoid the outcome he avoided so badly. “10 years, and I still don’t know what goes on in your head.”

“I don’t, either,” Younghyun answers, slowly dragging his gaze to meet your own.

His words aren’t anywhere near to an apology you’re looking for. He knows that just as well as you do - the only thing you’re pleased with is that he can still look you in the eyes and understand what he’s done wrong. “I just want you to show me you love me, and you can’t even do that.”