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Does Your Nephew Have A Bias? | Wooyoung

Does your nephew have a bias? | Wooyoung

Does Your Nephew Have A Bias? | Wooyoung

Idol Wooyoung x Reader Word count: 1730 Genre: pure fluff Author: maari Warnings: Wooyoung a little jealous. Note: I was going to do a Jongho scenario but then I remembered Wooyoung is my bias and I only have ONE imagine of him and also fluff with him is never enough so that's it. Summary: Being your nephew's babysitter made Wooyoung ask something very important.

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Does Your Nephew Have A Bias? | Wooyoung

"Wow, you look lovely."

Y/N theatrically rolled her eyes upon hearing Wooyoung's laugh after speaking in a joking tone.

She was a complete mess. Sweaty, her clothes crooked while his nephew was in his arms struggling to play on the floor and the hair tied up in a way that was messier than his living room with toys scattered on the floor.

"Glad you made it." she sighed and handed her nephew to Wooyoung before he even entered her house.

"What?" he asked confusedly and reached out to hold the baby who happily went into his arms.

"Hold him, I have to pee!" she replied in a hurry and ran to the bathroom while Wooyoung laughed, taking off his shoes, closing the door.

"Hey buddy." he smiled at the baby who rubbed his eyes and laid his head on his shoulder.

It was Saturday and Y/N's day to babysit her nephew.

Her sister and the husband were working and she had already made sure she stayed with her nephew since she had the weekend off and she loved the baby.

He was about to turn a year and a half old, spending the day with him was the best thing in the world, but he was learning to walk. Which meant Y/N had to help him get around the house, always holding his tiny hand as he wanted to almost run.

It didn't look like it but it was extremely tiring and as it approached the time for him to take his nap after lunch, it was even more so.

When she returned, Wooyoung was swaying him in an almost imperceptible dance, making her smile at the scene.

"Am I at the wrong time?" he asked quietly, resting his chin on the baby's head who was almost asleep.

"Just in time." she replied in the same tone and took the bottle that was on top of the sofa. "I'll make his milk if he complains-"

"I know how to make children sleep, you know?" he interrupted and she smiled ruefully.

Of course he knew, in addition to having experience with his brother, Wooyoung was also great with kids and her nephew adored him.

She raised her arms, surrendered and went to the kitchen at the same time that her nephew started to complain.

She laughed but hearing Wooyoung talk to him, she continued on her way, he knew what to do. 

While she prepared the bottle in the kitchen, Wooyoung arranged the baby in his arms, laying him down to cuddle him better at the same time that he reached for the remote control.

Y/N's nephew loved music and he had the perfect one in mind to put him to sleep, but he stopped when he saw that the tv was on with Jongho's cover more specifically Don't Go Today.

The baby raised his head to face the tv, clearly familiar with that version and Wooyoung saw him smile before lying back in his arms, practically surrendering to sleep as Jongho's soft voice filled the room.

Wooyoung tried to contain his face of shock as he rocked the baby to sleep, looking at the TV in disbelief.

As soon as Y/N returned to the room with the bottle already warm, her nephew was already sleeping, breathing heavily with his mouth open.

"The Jongho cover? Really?" he spoke quietly, turning to face her as she placed the bottle on top of the couch.

She laughed discreetly, turning her back to Wooyoung, arranging the sofa for her nephew to stay there.

"I had to play hard, I've been trying to get him to sleep for 40 minutes." she explained as she spread out the coverlet.

And when she came back to face Wooyoung, he had a funny face like he wanted to get mad.

"I also have a cover and a very good one by the way, it has 392,000 views." he muttered, pouting.

"Put him on the couch." she laughed softly, pointing to her nephew's seat.

He complained but did so, being careful not to hurt the baby or make him wake up, and covered him with the blanket next.

Y/N took the opportunity to sit on the other end, stretching her legs that made a noise and felt her back hurt, Wooyoung sat next to her, getting in the middle between the baby and her.

Automatically Y/N's head sought Wooyoung's shoulder, leaning against it as he crossed his arms, she didn't even need to look at him to know he still had his pout.

"So your nephew has a bias."

"I think it's too early for that." she laughed softly, closing her eyes with the intention of resting for five minutes.

"Hm, I mean, he always turns his face to look at Yeosang when he appears and now he falls asleep listening to Jongho sing?" he sounded disbelieved. "In a moment you'll tell me he likes other groups too."

She just laughed and Wooyoung knew that sound well.

"What? You're not even going to deny it?"

"You know YouTube suggests other videos of the same genre, I just leave it on."

"Yes, based on what you watch often." he glanced at the tv as another video started. He knew the face that was on tv but not because it was him or the members. "NCT? Have you been listening to NCT?"

He eased the back of the sofa, making Y/N move too and she stared at him.

Wooyoung had an expression of someone who had been…betrayed.

"When you met me, you knew I liked their music." she defended herself and Wooyoung just looked at her, he didn't seem to know what to say.

And actually he didn't, because Y/N was right but seeing Jaehyun's cover playing made him feel a little jealous.

That's why he didn't say anything, he just turned off the tv since he was still holding the remote control.

She laughed tiredly and he left the remote on the couch as he eased back into the couch and Y/N followed him, feeling him wrap his arm around her shoulder.

They were silent for a while, Wooyoung trying to find an argument good enough to win that dispute but he stopped thinking about it when he felt Y/N's body give way and heard her breathing get heavier.

He moved his head enough to see that she was sleeping against him, making him sigh heavily. Now it didn't even matter which cover she listened to or not.

He stayed in that position for a while, making circular movements on her arm and when he realized that she was sleeping as soundly as his nephew, he settled her on the couch and got up, going to the kitchen to make something to eat.

While he was cooking, he thought of a way to make Y/N hear only his voice before going to sleep, after all his pride didn't accept losing to his members.

Jaehyun is fine, but Jongho? No, that was unacceptable. The youngest had an angelic voice, it was true, but he wasn't going to allow his girlfriend and her nephew to sleep listening to Jongho's cover instead of his.

As soon as he finished, he went back to the living room and, being careful not to wake the baby, he approached Y/N and put his hand on her shoulder.

"Y/N, hey." he woke her up, seeing her open her eyes slowly. "Come eat, you must be hungry."

Y/N stretched slowly, looking at her nephew and seeing that he was still sleeping, Wooyoung took the opportunity to hug her and lifted her off the couch when he saw that she was lazy. 

She got a kiss on the cheek as she got up and smiled at Wooyoung who hugged her around the waist, the two went to the kitchen, to get the food and go back to the living room.

That done, they sat down on the floor after placing the food on the coffee table in the room, Y/N's stomach rumbled so loudly that Wooyoung laughed, serving her.

She looked at him tenderly as he set the food for her.

"Thanks." she reached over to kiss his cheek. "And thanks for coming today, I know you're tired."

He shook his head, smiling as he handed her the food.

"Although I was betrayed in this house, I still do everything for you." he responded dramatically and Y/N took the food, looking at him in amusement.

"You're such a drama queen." she spoke before starting to eat, closing her eyes for a few seconds to enjoy the taste. "But you cook like nobody else."

"It is good?" he asked curiously and she nodded, eating more.

"Great, but I still feel betrayed." he shrugged and started to eat too.

"Fine, what do you want me to do to change that?" she asked, looking at Wooyoung.

He looked up thoughtfully.

"A kiss." he replied, smiling sideways and she contained her smile.

She reached over to place a quick kiss on his lips, which he'd been waiting for eagerly, and when she pulled away too quickly he complained.

"You call that a kiss?" he asked in disbelief.

"You didn't specify!" she replied and Wooyoung let go of everything he was holding to grab her by the back of her neck and truly kiss her.

His lips captured hers thirstily and she sighed, closing her eyes as she let go of what she held to grip his shoulder.

The kiss was fast and hot, the kind that stole all the air out of her in a matter of seconds.

Y/N squeezed Wooyoung's shoulder to indicate that she needed to breathe and gained a light bite on her bottom lip, making her want more but he pulled away.

She was ready to go back to kissing him but Wooyoung turned his attention back to the food, it was her turn to pout.

"We're not done yet." he winked mischievously and she laughed.

"Well, that definitely woke me up." she stated, making him put a hand over his mouth to stifle the sound of loud laughter.

"But I really have to ask you." he spoke after swallowing the food.

"What?" she looked at him, curious, he had a serious face.

"Does your nephew have a bias?"

"Wooyoung!"

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.·:¨༺ ℝ𝕖𝕦𝕟𝕚𝕠𝕟༻¨:·.

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.·:*¨༺ 18+ Minors DNI! Warnings Below The Break ༻¨*:·.

Pairings: poly!ateez x female!reader ♡

Genre: smut w/ an itty bitty drop of plot ♡

Summary: Reuniting with the guys for dinner at your place turns out to be less about the food and more about getting them undressed and into your bedroom...and living room...and kitchen ♡

Word Count: 3.6k-ish (or less depending on who you choose to hook up with♡)

Warnings: unprotected sex, oral sex (f&m receiving), rough sex, choking, creampies, strong language, facials, scratching, biting, anal play, pet names (good girl, etc), fingering, & lmk if anything is missed ♡

A/N: In the intro the guys are split into three groups. 1. The Twins (Mingi & Yunho) 2. Two Demons & an Angel (Hongjoong, Seonghwa, & Yeosang) 3. The Lovers & the Bear (WooSan & Jongho). So you can technically mess around with one group or every group depending on if you want to read more or less. I'm still super new to this so I hope you guys like it ♡

.·:¨༺ 𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℝ𝕖𝕦𝕟𝕚𝕠𝕟༻¨:·.

Sitting at the dinner table, you soaked in the absolute pleasure that was having your boys all together in one place again. You didn’t mind the waste they’d laid to your beautifully arranged meal or the unnecessary bickering that inevitably went on between them. You lived for all of it, even the chaotic parts. Admiring their presence inevitably turned into admiring their looks. Was ignoring that aspect ever an option? Dressed in perfectly tailored suits, they were, each in their own unique way, handsome beyond words. You tried not to let your gaze linger too long which should’ve never been a concern. Their gaze lingered on you. Every time you turned away a set of eyes were admiring the way the satin fabric of your dress fell low into your cleavage. 

They were calculating how many inches above the knee the hem of your dress was. Jongho guessed about 14, Mingi guessed 15, and Hongjoong told them both to grow up. An alarm buzzed on your phone. Picking it up from the table, you swiped the alert way and noticed the time. 9:00pm on the dot. The others checked their phones, this new awareness of the time shifting the energy in the room to something more serious. Mingi took it upon himself to break the ice. Raising his dinner plate, he read the bottom, “One”. Refusing to wait to find out how he compared to Mingi, Yunho tilted his plate up and smiled. “Me too!” The two best friends tried but failed to hide their excitement at having matched with each other.

No complaints were made by anyone else about which group they landed in. Hongjoong, Seonghwa, and Yeosang were all twos while Woo, San, and Jongho were all threes. Alright, so Jongho was a tad bit agitated at ever being third in anything. He was more fun agitated though. That was sorta the point. “Alright, so…” you started, standing up to fix your dress. You never got to finish because you were thrown over Mingi’s shoulder before you could say another word. Patting you on the ass, he charted a course towards your bedroom. “See you later gentlemen. Make yourselves useful. Do the dishes or something” Yunho teased, dodging a flying dinner roll as he followed Mingi up the stairs.

.·:¨༺ 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕋𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕤༻¨:·.

Mingi’s tongue was down your throat before you hit the bed. “Uh, Mingi. I kinda need to breathe” you laughed, not really wanting your lips to part. Mingi pulled his glasses off and tossed them to the floor, “Breathing’s overrated”. Mingi disappeared between your legs, his hands already pulling your panties down. Yunho’s lips filled the emptiness that Mingi’s left behind, his tongue lashing at yours like he needed to taste what you had for dinner. Clothing was being shed so quickly that you couldn’t tell one shirt flying across the room from another. What you did know was that your dress was gathered around your waist now. Pulled down by Yunho to grant his large hands access to massage your breasts and pushed up by Mingi to expose your core, it was little more than a belt now. 

You felt a sting chased by overwhelming pleasure when Yunho pinched your stuff buds between his fingers. You whined into his mouth, only encouraging him to do it harder and he did. “Does my good girl like that?” Yunho growled, taking your bottom lip between his teeth. Mingi drug two fingers through your folds, teasing the moisture already gathered at your slit. “I think she does. She’s so wet already. Aren’t you?” Mingi taunted, dipping his fingers into your warmth. He curled them, working them in and out to hear the sweet sounds of your juices gushing out of you. Feeling your rapid, needy moans reverberate off of his cheeks made it impossible to ignore the arousal pressing against his boxers. “Open up for me” Yunho cooed, his thumb guiding your lips apart to make the perfect O shape. 

Mingi drove his fingers deeper into your core, the pressure so intense it made it difficult to keep your mouth open. Yunho hooked his thumb into your mouth, holding it open long enough to ease his cock between your lips. He fed you a few inches at a time. The vision of your pretty mouth struggling to take something so long...so thick...wasn’t something he wanted to rush. Mingi brushed his tongue over your clit, the excess spit from his mouth completely coating it. Just that one lick gave you goosebumps. Mingi wrapped an arm around your thigh, pinning you down so you couldn’t move. “Don’t run from me, pretty girl”. Shit. Why’d you have to be so weak in the knees for that man’s voice? Digging his fingers into the softness of your thighs, Mingi continued suckling your clit. 

Any little squeaks you let out were muffled by Yunho’s length taking up every ounce of free space in your mouth. Mingi’s fingers were slamming into you now causing your eyes to water in a way that almost made them sparkle. Yunho ran his fingers through your hair, mesmerized by how well you were taking so much stimulation at once. Your hips did everything to twist away from Mingi. It was too much. You couldn’t take it but at the same time, you were grateful that he was strong enough to keep you pinned down. Him stopping was the last thing you actually wanted. No, he had to keep going. You needed to feel him abusing your walls as he ate you out. It felt like the room was going dark on you. What the fuck was this? Were you dying? Not dying. Just… 

Yunho slipped out of your mouth in just enough time to paint your lips in his cum as you screamed your way through your high. Just as you began to quiet down, you felt Mingi’s length enter your wildly pulsing walls. “I forgot how tight you were'' he gasped, unprepared for how aggressively you’d clench around him. Mingi pumped his hips in and out at a steady pace. Occasionally pulling out until only the tip throbbed inside of you then slamming back in. Yunho leaned in to taste himself on your swollen lips, his fingers gliding down your chest...your stomach...until they were making circles around your clit. You held onto the sheets like you could rip them to shreds and braced yourself for your second orgasm. This one matched the first in intensity but was soothed by Mingi reaching his high at the same time, warming your aching walls with his fluids. 

.·:¨༺ 𝕋𝕨𝕠 𝔻𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕤 & 𝕒𝕟 𝔸𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕝 ༻¨:·.

An oversized t-shirt was all you could wear. No bra, no panties. Everything was still so sensitive. Even dragging yourself into the kitchen for a glass of water was a task. Either Mingi or Yunho would’ve been glad to get it for you but you needed to stretch your legs. “Hi” a sweet voice greeted you as you entered the kitchen. You turned to your right to find Seonghwa sitting on the counter, that innocent face of his lit up for reasons that were anything but. Yeosang stood next to him, scrolling through a phone that was shoved to the side when he laid eyes on you. You waved a dainty, cutesy wave that made them blush. Hongjoong, who’d been rifling through the fridge, grabbed a bottle of water and tossed it to you. 

“Thank you, Joongie '' you beamed, taking the biggest sip of water you ever had in your life and planting an ice-cold kiss on his cheek. His eyes locked on yours, he closed the fridge door to shrink the gap between your bodies. Hongjoong plucked the water bottle from your hand, filling his mouth with water before handing it back. His hands slid under your shirt, raising it just barely above your nipples. Taking notice of how you winced when the fabric brushed against your bud, he dipped it into the cool water pooling around his tongue. Using one hand to hold your shirt up a little higher, you let him ease the lingering heat Yunho left behind. When the water turned warm, Hongjoong stared up at you, his tongue still teasing your bud. 

“More” he demanded, tilting his head back. You poured enough water in his mouth to fill it halfway, barely breathing in anticipation of what was to come. Hongjoong lifted your thigh onto his shoulder, taking your cunt in his mouth. You inhaled sharply, placing one hand against the fridge  to keep you from falling over. “I’ve got you” Yeosang comforted you from behind, allowing you to lean your weight onto his chest. Yeosang rested his warm palms onto your breasts. You could feel him getting harder and harder against your ass each time your chest rose and fell in his grasp. “Oh fuck” you moaned, Joong’s tongue pushing deep inside of you. 

Hwa took his time coming over, carefully deciding which part of you he wanted for himself. He settled on your neck, stroking the smooth skin before wrapping his fingers around it. Initially, he applied minimal pressure but the more he watched you the tighter he held your neck. When his grip got tight enough he stole you away from the others and bent you over the counter. Hwa’s fingers eased into you three at once, stretching you in every direction. “Hwa---please”. His fingers hooked inside of you, “Please what?” You stuck your ass out, pushing back against him. “Fuck me. Please. Please”. Hwa undid his pants and teased his cock at your wet entrance. 

Seeing how needy you were for him to put it in already had precum leaking from his tip. Rubbing it into your slit, he sank into you with a hiss that was enough to tell you how good he felt. It was refreshing the way that Hwa filled you. His length still tested the limits of how much you could take but he wasn’t as thick as Mingi. A difference that gave him more room to drag himself against your walls, setting every single nerve ending on fire. “She’s so wet I can hear it” Yeosang sighed, “I want her”. Your walls clenched at air when Hwa pulled out. The perfect invitation for Yeosang whose thickness matched Mingi’s and had your eyes watering once again. “Mmm, so good” you mewled, getting wetter each time one claimed you with his cock. Being swapped back and forth between the two men made you feel special and filthy at the same time. Precisely what you wanted.

Hongjoong finally joined you, laying his head down beside yours on the counter. “You wanna cum, don’t you?” he mocked in an almost sympathetic tone. Unable to get your thoughts together you simply nodded. Hongjoong glanced over at Hwa, “Do it”. And just like that Hwa, the one who was always most sensitive to your feelings. The one who’d never hurt a fly, let alone you, fucked you like he wanted to tear you apart. Maybe he did. Those familiar knots in your stomach wound up until you were at the very edge of exploding. “Stop” Hongjoong sighed, tucking your hair behind your ear as if that did anything for the absolute wreck that you were. Hwa, who’d zoned out entirely, had to convince himself to stop.

When Hwa finally stopped, he wrapped his fingers around his length and stroked himself until you felt his cum dripping down your ass. You couldn’t believe he did that to you. You were so close to cumming. So fucking close. Hongjoong poked your bottom lip, you were pouting like a little brat. He loved when you got like this. “Oh my god. Mmmm '' you panted, overstimulated by Yeosang’s entrance into your warmth. His strokes were just as rough...just as unforgiving as Hwa’s. Your legs were turning to jello, and you weren’t sure how much longer your body would stay upright. Hongjoong knew you were at the edge again when your eyes squinted shut. You prayed that he wouldn’t make Yeosang stop. This wasn’t fair. It was torture.

Hongjoong stood back up, an evil grin spread across his face. He casually turned to Yeosang, “Stop”. Yeosang didn’t need to lay a hand on himself to finish. He’d already gotten so close that when he pulled out his arousal was already spilling into you. Dropping to your knees, walls still twitching, you propped your body up against the cabinets. Hongjoong leaned down, stroking your cheek. “I’m sorry princess. That was mean” he apologized, “Come here”. Hongjoong pulled you closer to him, kissing you like he’d spent the night taking you to prom instead of edging you to the point of insanity. Leaning back onto the floor, he lifted you onto his lap.

“Make yourself cum” he ordered, freeing the hardness in his pants to rub against your folds. Legs still weak, you lowered yourself down onto him. Hongjoong, like all of the others, couldn’t believe you were still this wet. How could you milk him like this after everything they did to you? This was hardly the best you’d ever ridden Hongjoong, you knew that. Your limbs were barely operational. Working your hips the way you’d like to wasn’t on the table anymore. That meant nothing to him. You were bouncing, rolling, grinding, giving him everything when you had nothing left. “Joongie '' you whined, “It’s...I’m...c-c”. Hongjoong grabbed your sides, an inch or two beneath your breasts, and pumped into you. You bit down on your lip, almost bit your tongue. One more flick of the hips and you were creaming around his shaft. You gushed so hard that it dripped down his balls. 

Letting you collapse onto his chest, Hongjoong’s pace became slower. His mission had been to push you beyond your limits and, now that he had, he could take his time with you. Cum in you, on you, whatever he decided. You were in the palm of his hand now. Cozying up to him, it never crossed your mind to fight it. Why would you? 

.·:¨༺ 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤 & 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝔹𝕖𝕒𝕣༻¨:·.

“How long have they been at it?” you whispered, sneaking into the living room and curling up next to Jongho on the couch. Jongho’s face told you he’d throw tomatoes at them if he had any. He turned to you, softening a bit, “Too long”. On the opposite couch, Woo and San were an estimated 20 minutes into a makeout session. Jongho despised that he got matched with them. If he’d been with Mingi and Yunho it would’ve been different. But what exactly was he supposed to do while Woo and San did...this? If you had to be honest, the numbers weren’t random when it came to Woo and San. It was a silent rule that no one ever spoke about. You saw no reason to break the only couple amongst you apart. That and it was pretty fucking hot seeing them hook up with each other. You swept Jongho into a kiss, melting away the angsty disposition he held so dear. 

“Forget them. I’m here now, yeah?” Your hands wandered below his waist, undoing his pants and feeling around for the part of him that missed you the most. There it was. Impossible to miss. A half-hour break, another bottle of water, and a t-shirt change had done wonders for your stamina. So when you got down on your knees in front of him and swallowed him in one motion, you had perfect control over what you were doing. Jongho’s head fell back as your cheeks fluttered around his cock. He never knew what to do with his hands. Taking him by the wrists, you rested his hands on the back of your head. There was nothing better than when he told you...showed you what he wanted you to do. You teased his rim on the roof of your mouth. You could never forget how much he loved that. 

With your free hand, you worked his shaft up and down, twisting your wrist at just the right moment to make him twitch. Suddenly you were twitching, someone was stroking your clit from behind. “You didn’t say hello” Woo pouted, “That’s rude, isn’t it?” San stood over you, tickling the side of your neck for the sake of being annoying. “Very rude,” San agreed. Woo let out a disappointed sigh, soaking his thumb in his own spit before sticking it in your ass. You nearly choked on Jongho’s cock which was far enough down your throat to make that possible. Using his knees, Woo inched your thighs and slid himself into your center. Woo did this thing. This thing only he knew how to do. He’d put his thumb in your ass while he fucked you, stimulating that thin layer of skin between the two. It was scratching an itch you didn’t know you had before him. 

Woo pressed his thumb down, forcing your walls to tighten around him. At the other end of you, Jongho refused to pull out of your throat, his hand keeping your lips wrapped around his base. They were playing tug of war with your body. Every pitiful noise you made fueled their need to fuck your mouth...your ass...your throat. They may have been last but you’d remember them. You’d feel the stinging in the corner of your mouth from Jongho’s thickness. If anyone had you after Woo you’d feel what was missing. “Y//N, stay just like this for me” Jongho instructed, both hands now locked to the back of your head. He ground his hips into your throat, his body tensing up as his swollen tip pumped your stomach full of cum. Jongho kept you in that spot, your throat warming his length until he softened between your cheeks. 

Jongho dragged his body to the other end of the couch, basking in the sense of peace he got from fucking your throat raw. San sat down in Jongho’s place, his fingers already circling his tip. You held your tongue out and he swiped his precum down it, a few drops wetting your bottom lip. San stopped you before you could take him any further into your mouth. “I want you on my lap”. Woo released you, more than willing to let you fulfill San’s request. San helped you up to your feet and down onto his lap. His hips were already moving when he entered you. “San” your voice cracked when you moaned his name. “Hmm? Feels good, baby?” “Y-yes” you stuttered, falling back into his arms. Woo was up from the floor now and taking full advantage of your new position. 

Your mouth was full again, Woo guiding your head up and down his shaft. You may not have been able to see yourself but you were sure your eyes had rolled to the back of your head. There was nothing to see, no faces to make out. Only Woo in your throat and San in your core. Both men moved at a steady rhythm, alternating who got more of you. You could hear your heart beating in your ears. Feel the pressure in your lower stomach. Your head fell away from Woo’s cock as you begged San, “Fuck me harder”. You begged and begged. Begged while San pulled your hair so hard it stung. Begged while he thrust into you with everything he had. San bit down on your shoulder, feeling himself come undone in the heaven that was your body. 

San rushed to lay you on your back, keeping your weakened legs spread for Woo to take over again. Woo slipped back in before you had a chance to come back down. His lips kissing you all over. Your nails marking the back of his neck. Words were escaping you again. If anything you were mumbling made sense, you couldn’t tell. Your nails dug in deep enough to draw blood as your final orgasm of the night shivered through your system. “You feel so good, Y/N. Fuck” Woo praised, pulling out and rubbing his tip against your clit until it glistened with his arousal. 

.·:¨༺ 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔼𝕟𝕕༻¨:·.

“What do you want me to sing?” Jongho asked, sitting beside the bathtub you were soaking in. He stuck a finger into the warm water, swirling the bubbles around. “Whatever you want” you responded softly, your voice strained from a rather active night. Yeosang sat on the back of the tub, freeing your hair of every tangle they managed to put in it. At the other end of the tub, Mingi was massaging your sore calves. Seonghwa poked his head into the bathroom, “Your tea’s coming. Just…” Woo and Yunho’s bickering in the kitchen interrupted his sentence and sent him racing back downstairs. Leaving them to their own devices to prepare a midnight snack was doomed from the start. San sped past the bathroom door carrying a new set of bedsheets in his hand. Behind him Hongjoong was rambling, the judgment in his tone making it obvious he didn’t agree with how San planned to make your bed. 

Jongho leaned over and pushed the bathroom door closed. Returning to your side, he began to sing you a song you never heard before. Something he remembered from a special time in his life and chose to share with you. It was, as always, beautiful, and the faint sounds of arguing in the other rooms of the house added a certain charm to it that you’d miss when they had to leave again.


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1 year ago

Quite a fall | Jongho

Quite A Fall | Jongho

Jongho x Reader Word count: 2180 Genre: fluff Author: maari Warnings: Reader twists her foot, fake monsters. No proofread because I wrote at midnight. Note: I don't know why but Jongho is wrecking me lately so I was kinda forced to write something with him. This actually happened to me 5 years ago lol but it didn't had a romantic ending. Summary: Who knew taking a historic fall could feel so good?

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Quite A Fall | Jongho

Y/N loved her friends and couldn't live without them.

But the moment it was decided that San and Mingi would go with her to fulfill the bet, she began to wonder why she had accepted it.

And why she still called Wooyoung a friend, since the idea of the two most fearful guys in the group would go with her to the haunted mansion in the amusement park they were at was his.

The amusement park was for the whole family until the sun began to set, at night it was taken over by actors dressed as monsters.

But it wasn't just any monsters, it was Egypt themed. And the mummies were more terrifying than the 90s movie.

And what was the bet? The least brave three had lost at Rock Paper Scissors, and would have to enter the haunted mansion. While the others were outside recording.

However, they were one floor below the mansion because they had gone on the Viking boat earlier, which made her practically lose her voice since besides being afraid of monsters and anything involving horror, she was also afraid of heights.

Y/N grabbed San's arm on one side while the other pushed Mingi to go ahead, the three of them stared at the flight of stairs as it got bigger and bigger.

It wasn't just because the mansion was close but because one of the monsters was at the top of the stairs, scaring anyone who passed by.

"Stop being cowards!" Hongjoong yelled, clearly amused that he wasn't chosen.

"Complain again and you go along with us!" Y/N shouted, turning to face him angrily and saw the boys laughing at him, who raised his hands in surrender and stayed quiet.

"You guys know this is a really bad idea, right?" San spoke, cowering next to Y/N, he gripped her hand tightly as she held onto his arm.

"It's Mingi's fault!" she complained and the taller one stopped, looking at her in disbelief.

"How could I guess?" he asked, trying to hide behind Y/N. "Stop pushing me!"

"You're the tallest, you have to go first!" she said, trying to push him back. "And you bet with Wooyoung, it's obvious he was serious."

"I thought he was talking about the roller coaster." he defended himself.

The bet was simple: with the opening of the park, they divided into groups of three and whoever arrived late would have to face one of their fears, as well as pay for snacks. San, Mingi, Y/N, Yeosang, Yunho and Wooyoung arrived late. And it all came down to rock, paper, scissors.

Mingi was confident to compete against Yunho... and ended up losing.

The three went on high rides and paid for everyone's snacks, until Wooyoung remembered that it was the opening night of the mansion and that the three of them would have to go.

And there the three of them were, afraid to go up the stairs.

For Y/N, she had the perfect plan, she would hide behind Mingi and San, since one was taller than her and the other was stronger, very easy, she wouldn't even need to lift her head to look inside the mansion, all she had to do was stick her face in one of their shirts.

She had just forgotten that they were both as scared as she was.

After several long minutes and the rest of the group shouting that they had to go soon before the park closed, which would happen in two hours, they made it to the halfway point of the stairs.

Y/N didn't even remember her plan anymore, somehow she was leading the way, with San clutching her hand and Mingi on her side climbing slower than her. His legs were longer and yet he was behind.

"No!" San complained as she climbed another step, never taking her eyes off the monster.

"I think it's okay to pass." she replied when she saw the monster turn its back to scare a couple passing by. "He's busy."

Suddenly everything looked like a blur.

Y/N made a move to take a step forward while San and Mingi were behind her very fearful, the monster turned and faced the three. For two long seconds they stared at each other without doing anything and then the monster screamed and pretended to go to them, just projecting its body forward.

It was enough for the three of them to scream and try to run down the stairs. Just try.

Because Mingi went ahead, as he was strategically walking up the stairs slowly, San let go of Y/N's hand and in that half second their bodies blocked her field of vision. Y/N tried to go down at the same speed as San and Mingi but she was already late and her foot didn't settle on the step of the stairs.

With the fright and the vision a little blurred for having turned so fast, her strength was lost and she twisted her foot in a clumsy way and she rolled about three steps.

When she realized what had happened, at the exact moment she heard her name being called, she felt an unbearable pain in her ankle.

She took her hand to the place that seemed to be burning and a sob escaped, she didn't even realize she was crying until she noticed that her friends were running to her.

"Are you ok?" San asked worriedly and held his hand out to her.

But Y/N couldn't speak so she just shook her head.

"Y/N, get up." Mingi spoke and she sobbed again.

"I can't." she complained quietly, feeling her ankle go rigid and in her head there was only one thing going on.

That she had broken her foot.

San bent down to face her better and soon the rest of the group surrounded her.

"Y/N, what happened?" Seonghwa asked.

"I think I broke my foot." she replied between sobs and tried to look at the boys but because of the pain, she couldn't see who was in front of her. "And I think I ripped my pants."

A chorus of low chuckles was heard and she almost laughed.

"Yah, this is not the time to be joking." Wooyoung spoke.

"Can you get up?" Hongjoong asked and she even tried to support her injured palms on the floor but her legs were clearly weak from the fright and the fall.

"No." she replied weakly.

"Isn't it good to call some professional who works here and-" Yeosang's voice gradually faded as Jongho knelt beside her

"I'll carry you, okay?" he asked gently and Y/N nodded, wiping her face.

He put his arm around her knees carefully and the other went around her back, as he lifted her off the ground in his arms, Y/N felt her ankle hurt even more but her face burned not only from the pain but because Jongho was too close.

His breath was so close to her face and he carried her as if she were a feather.

If before her heart was racing because of the fright, now she doesn't even remember the monster.

Jongho took her to a concrete part that covered the root of a tree, she sat down and was now at his height.

"Is anyone going to do anything?" he questioned, looking seriously at his friends.

Yunho and Yeosang volunteered and ran in search of someone to help.

"Can you move your foot?" Hongjoong asked and bent down to help Y/N move.

She even tried but the pain was still intense.

"Ouch no, wait a minute." she screwed up her face and he stopped, looking worried.

"You're going to have to go to the hospital." Seonghwa concluded, crossing her arms and Y/N whined.

"Oh come on!' she snorted and now with her face dry, her eyes partially wet, she could face her friends properly.

"If I were you, I wouldn't argue." Wooyoung spoke and Y/N crossed her arms.

"You know how they put the bone back together? It hurts like hell!"

"Yeah, but it's not like you have a choice if you really broke your foot." San replied.

Y/N was going to look at Mingi but Jongho entered her field of vision, taking off the sweatshirt he was wearing and approached her to tie it around her waist.

Y/N kept her arms crossed but stared at Jongho's face in surprise, everyone was silent and he looked at her with raised eyebrows.

"You really ripped your pants." he explained, nodding towards Y/N and she felt her face heat up once more.

She brought her hand to her cheek slowly so as not to show that she was blushing because of it but seeing Wooyoung staring with a raised eyebrow, she knew it wasn't that subtle.

"Oh no!" she complained when she saw Yunho and Yeosang coming back, what really caught her attention was the ambulance coming after the two.

Wooyoung tried to contain his laughter when he saw the vehicle and was slapped by Seonghwa.

Y/N stared at the ambulance in disbelief that this was actually happening to her.

"I'm not going to ride that thing." she spoke softly and thought no one would hear but Jongho turned to her with a defiant face.

"Why the ambulance?" Hongjoong asked his friends.

"It'll be better to take Y/N to the hospital near here" Yunho explained as the paramedics got out of the ambulance.

"Did you know that there is assistance here at the park?" Yeosang asked, excited by the news. "Apparently that has happened a lot here."

"Come on, Y/N." Jongho approached and she looked pleadingly at him.

"Please."

"You don't want to argue with me now, do you?" he asked seriously and she was quiet.

She took a deep breath, giving up.

"Will you need a wheelchair?" one of the paramedics asked.

Y/N widened her eyes. Oh no, that would be too much for her.

"No!" she replied loudly, and threw her arm around Jongho's shoulder.

She had already been through enough humiliation that day.

She heard Jongho laugh softly as he carried her in his arms again and she glared at him, curious to know what he was laughing at but he didn't seem to want to share it now, and walked towards the ambulance without looking like she was making an effort.

He helped her into the vehicle.

"I refuse to lie on this stretcher, I didn't die!" she said when one of the paramedics indicated the gurney. "I'll sit here." she pointed to the upholstery beside her and the paramedic nodded.

"Will someone accompany you in the ambulance?" he asked, looking at the group of friends.

"I go!" Jongho volunteered first and looked at his friends. "I'll walk her into the hospital."

"We'll get the cars and we'll follow." Hongjoong spoke and the two nodded.

Jongho climbed into the ambulance and sat next to Y/N and the paramedic closed the doors, leaving the two alone in the back.

She took a deep breath and saw Jongho staring at her.

"All good?"

"It's all that stupid monster's fault!" She denied with her head. "Who scares people on the stairs?!"

He smiled discreetly.

"Not the smartest thing I've seen anyone do."

Y/N laughed.

"I bet Wooyoung recorded it, didn't he." she spoke and Jongho bit his lip, something that didn't go unnoticed by her.

"It was quite a fall."

Y/N shook her head and laughed, being followed by Jongho.

The scare was over, even if she was still in pain, she had to admit that it must have been a very funny scene that she would laugh about later.

When she had to rest for who knows how many days.

"You know what that means, right? I'm going to have to keep my foot still for days!"

"Hey, think on the bright side." Jongho pushed his shoulder against Y/N's and she glared at him with a raised eyebrow. "You got 8 slaves and if I were you I would charge Mingi even more because he left you behind on purpose."

"I knew it!' she said, slapping a hand on her thigh and reminded herself that his sweatshirt was tucked around her waist, "Aren't you cold?"

"No, I'm fine." he raised his hand in assurance and she smiled appreciatively.

"Thanks for what you did." she said and brought her face closer to kiss Jongho's soft cheek.

However, he turned his face at the same time and their lips ended up touching lightly.

The two stared at each other in surprise and once again that night, her cheeks burned because of him, shyly she looked away to anywhere in the ambulance. But Jongho brought his hand to her cheek and brought her closer, bringing their lips together again in a quick, soft kiss.

When he pulled away, his hand caressed her cheek and pressed their foreheads together.

"You really worried me."

"Well, looks like it was worth it."


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1 year ago

calling ateez babygirl

pairing: ateez x reader

type: reaction (texts)

warning: none

request: yes

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Hongjoong:

Calling Ateez Babygirl

Seonghwa:

Calling Ateez Babygirl

Yunho:

Calling Ateez Babygirl

Yeosang:

Calling Ateez Babygirl

San:

Calling Ateez Babygirl

Mingi:

Calling Ateez Babygirl
Calling Ateez Babygirl

Wooyoung:

Calling Ateez Babygirl

Jongho:

Calling Ateez Babygirl

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1 year ago

Sunflower

Sunflower

College student!Mingi x Barista!Reader (ft, Yunho)

This earworm was in my head while doing this

Warning: Hanahaki disease au, angst, blood, sick reader, character death, panic attacks, dark

It was a routine day of working at the coffee shop, aching feet and an aching back made you wish that you could book a massage but your finances stared you in the face with a menacing grin.

So you had to tough it out and give the customers your best service with a smile to make their day a little better.

"Thank you! Have a great day!" You smiled cheerily at the last customer that you served. You turned to the next one and nearly fainted when you looked into his face as he towered above you from his side of the counter.

"You're new here!" You quipped and immediately wanted to slap yourself for it, this man was tall and handsome. His bright smile blinding you from the discomfort of the day.

"Yeah, it looks very comfy here." His voice was low and deep, adding to his attractiveness exponentially.

"Yeah, uh what can I get for you?" You asked dizzily, trying not to stare at his gorgeous face as you patted down your barista apron.

"I would like... An iced americano. Two of them, so that I can get to know you better as a returning customer. I'm Mingi by the way." The brightly hued haired male smiled at you again and you immediately turned to get to work on serving the coffee.

"But what if you don't like it here?" You ask softly as you prepared the coffee."Oh I know I will~" Mingi replied confidently with the same radiant smile as before.

You felt bad that he ordered a coffee for you but you wanted to be polite so you accepted it. Seating yourself in a booth across from the giant male.

"I didn't catch your name." Mingi pointed out as he took a drink of his coffee. Your face reddened from embarrassment.

"I'm eh... I'm Y/N..." You plaster on a smile and glanced around the cafe to ensure that there weren't any customers waiting at the moment for you and neither your boss spying you playing hookie on the job.

"Y/N..." Mingi tried your name on his tongue and gave a shy smile that warmed your heart."I'm glad to meet you, Y/N. Your coffee is really good~"

He nodded with a genuine smile and it was your turn to get shy.

"Thank you, Mingi. So what are you up to here?" You ask as you drink on your own beverage.

"Oh, I transferred to another college to finish my semester." Mingi nodded and you chewed at the end of your straw a little.

"Ah, so that's why I haven't seen you before- oh sorry, I have some customers to take care of!" You apologize profusely and stand up after a group of college students breezed into the cafe.

"That's okay, I'll see you next time, Y/N." Mingi replied with a comforting smile that brought another warm feeling bubbling up inside of you that was so foreign but it was welcome nonetheless.

You took care of the the new customers orders efficiently and turned to find Mingi, only to find that he must have left during the time your customers made their transactions.

Disappointment settled within your gut as you went about your work. You had only chatted with him briefly and scarcely got to know him but it already felt like an emptiness within your chest without seeing his gummy smile.

Mentally you told yourself to snap out of it as you chugged down the remainder of your Americano. Going about your work while replaying the interaction with Mingi in the back of your mind.

The following day you saw him again and you felt happiness blossom within yourself again as soon as his hearty laugh and bright smile radiated your senses.

"Hello Mingi~ What can I get for you today?" You failed to restrain your enthusiasm as you faced the tall male.

"I would like the same as before~" Mingi hummed warmly and further set you at ease.

"Americano?" You tilt your head curiously and wait for his reply."Yeah, two of them~ I need someone to drink it with me~" He replied cheerfully while his low voice seemed to sooth your misgivings about taking a moment from work, even though you knew it wouldn't last.

"Alright Mingi, two iced Americanos coming right up!" You chirp enthusiastically and make the coffees, still feeling guilty about him buying you a coffee but he insisted on it stubbornly.

"How has your day been?" You ask after you serve the coffee, seating yourself across from the attractive male again.

"Okay. But better now that someone familiar and friendly is keeping me company~" Mingi smiled warmly and fidgeted with the straw of his beverage.

You gave a warm smile and watched him attentively, feeling comfortable with his company.

"It isn't too hard adjusting to the new environment, but um it's still hard. You're the first friend I've made here." Mingi flashed you another smile and butterflies stirred in your stomach against your will.

"Me? A friend?" You were surprised by him already claiming you as a friend and your heart warmed to hear him admit it.

"I can tell by the way that you serve coffee that you can be trusted." Mingi chuckled heartily as you looked at him with a deadpan expression.

"Is it your scheme to get free coffee?" You joke softly and notice a tint of color blooming on his cheeks.

"Oh, ah no, no no!" Mingi replied hurriedly while visibly flustered by your words.You grin at him. Satisfied by his reaction before noticing his air turn confident.

"Is it working~?" He grins and takes another drink of his coffee. "I couldn't possibly accept free coffee." He giggles and you open your mouth to reply in return, only for someone to interrupt by walking into the cafe.

"I'll be seeing ya~" Mingi smiles at you as you hastily stood to wait on the customer. The words resonated in your mind like a comforting warm breeze.

You already liked him, but he was only here to make friends with you and technically you were only here to serve him coffee. Your eyes wistfully trailed over to the booth that the two of you occupied earlier, only to find it empty.

'Maybe tomorrow I can see him again' A soft voice whispered in your head as hopefulness surged through you. You found his presence addicting and mildly resented yourself for it since most likely in time he would be moving on back to where he had came from.

In fact you had saw him everyday for two months straight and you loved every moment of talking with him.

How his contagious smile lit up your day with little effort and how he always had a way to make you laugh in one way or another. But when he left, you felt as if the warmth inside of you followed.

~~~~~~

You were smiling today and feeling giddy, glancing at the small gift of a 'I get the final word during Finals' coffee mug and ensuring that the note was still inside.

You were so nervous today, having nearly dropped a few cups of coffee before they reached their rightful owners hands because of your anxiousness.

'What if he poured coffee in the mug and didn't see the paper? What if he's not looking to date because of it being a distraction? What if he doesn't like m-' You were interrupted by the swinging of the cafe's door.

You smiled at the incoming customer, but instantly bewilderment followed when you saw tall, dark haired male standing before you and right beside him was Mingi holding his hand.

Something tickled at your throat and you coughed into your sleeve. Quickly you regained your composure and smiled at Mingi and the person that he was holding hands with.

"Good morning Mingi! What would you like today?" You smiled warmly and ignored the light scratching sensation at the back of your throat.

"Two iced Americanos please! I... um, I wanted to introduce you to my boyfriend!" Mingi was absolutely beaming at you with a radiance that sliced through your heart sharper than a razor blade.

"Hi, Y/N! I hope it's okay to address you as such! I'm Yunho, I attend the same arts class as him everyday and I'm so happy I do!" Yunho smiled enthusiastically at you and you nodded politely with the most strained fake smile that you had ever had to endure as you prepared the coffees.

"He never shuts up about you and your coffee, I feel a littllllle bit jealous that you met him before I did!" Yunho teased while Mingi looked down shyly.

"Oh it's perfectly fine! I'm so happy for you both!" You were sobbing beneath a smile as you gave Mingi his order.

You could barely breathe as they walked away to the booth where you and Mingi used to sit, talk and laugh.

The Americano that Yunho had would have been yours but you had no place with Mingi anymore in the way that you had grown to feel for him.

Blindly you went through the motions of making more coffee for the customers that were coming and going frequently throughout your workday. Through your peripheral vision you could see them argue with each other in a way that made you feel even more hurt.

You could see that Mingi was in love and it wasn't you that he felt so strongly for. Sadness shrouded you in a stifling blanket and choked the light from you as you worked. Your eyes dropped to your sleeve that you had coughed into earlier and your brows furrowed at what you saw.

A single large yellow petal decorated the sweater that you wore and baffled you as to where it came from.

Another cough wracked you and made you think that possibly you were sick. It felt likely to you that it could have been the case since it had been a stressful week and your entire world was shattered today to the point that you could barely keep the stinging, threatening tears at bay.

You numbly went through the transaction of your most recent customer, barely remembering that it even happened as another cough aggressively clawed it's way to your throat.

Yunho and Mingi were about to leave and you suddenly remembered something. Quickly you picked up the coffee cup that you had gotten for Mingi, tossing the piece of paper into the trash that you had written on with the intention of asking him on a date.

Quickly you approached Mingi, struggling to keep the coughing sensation restrained as you handed him the coffee cup with a sweet smile.

Mingi looked at you in confusion, taking the cup from your shaking hands while Yunho looked between You and Mingi with an expression that registered that he wasn't getting the situation.

"It's just a gift to wish you luck!" You clarify immediately with a hoarse voice. You felt thankful when another customer came in so that Mingi couldn't question if you were alright.

Once you were finally to yourself you began to cry bitterly. Wailing forlornly as high pitched hiccups wracked your body.

It was only a few minutes a day that you met up with him but you still couldn't figure out why you felt so devastated. You were only a barista who served coffee to him and nothing more.

A wave of nausea struck and you quickly turned to the waste basket where you had thrown the note in amongst used coffee grounds and coffee filters.

You wretched painfully and worried that your boss would come out to see what was wrong during the ruckus that you caused. Sobs mingled with your vomiting and a choking obstruction escaped the confines of your throat and into the waste basket.

Tears clouded your vision as you opened your eyes again finally, heaving to catch your breath when your eyes spied the unmistakable littering of yellow flower petals on the note you had wrote for Mingi.

"No!" You cried out as you wiped the drool from your face, denying the reality of the wet petals that you had just coughed up.

Fear wrapped it's talons around your throat and cut off your breathing, the racing of your thoughts seeming to go on forever as you stared down at the petals.

You coughed again, feeling a sense of sadness well up in your gut as you asked yourself why. Why did you have to fall in love with him? Why couldn't you have protected your heart? Why? Why? Why???

You slammed your fists down and uttered an animalistic sound akin to being wounded before looking up in embarrassment at the regular customer who was peeking over the counter at you.

"Are you okay, Y/N?"

~~~~~

It was the second week of watching Mingi come to the cafe with Yunho, ordering their usual and making you feel wholly left out of their little world together.

You smiled at them when they would look in your direction, feeling every bit as fake as the hydrogenated oil in the coffee creamer that was occasionally requested at the cafe.

Paleness had overtaken your skin and darkness covered the delicate skin beneath your eyes, a masterpiece that screamed out how tired you were.

Midnights were some of the worst time for you, the stems of the flowers that bloomed inside of you had a hold on your heart and caused your organ to fight it.

The thoughts that riddled your mind in the night only allowed the flowers to take stronger hold and make your body their natural habitat as your body's natural defenses attempted to get the offending flora out of your system in the best way it knew how.

Coughing and wretching your brains out until everything physically hurt but still failed to overtake the hell in your heart.

"Y/N? Are you okay? You seem a little off..." Mingi snapped you out of your spaced out daze, his eyes looking as though he genuinely cared about you and it caused another wave of nausea to ripple through you.

"Yeah- just... need the restroom!" You croaked hoarsely and stumbled off to the bathroom, barely making it to the toilet in time to heave out the contents that were the by product of the love that you gained for Mingi.

"Oh my fuck-" You cried hoarsely as you saw the contents in the toilet bowl floating about mockingly, a pink sea that was a eerie backdrop for the whole sunflower that you wretched up and out of your body.

"A whole fucking sunflower-" You cried hysterically and almost failed to hear Mingi coming to check on you.

"Y/N? Are you sick?" The giant male called out in a cautious tone.

Frantically you flushed down the flower and blood, wiping your mouth of the blood stains left behind.

"Yeah I'm- I'm sick..." You murmured sheepishly.

You felt that you could say that much about your unique situation. There was no use in lying about it but there was no reason for him to know why.

You stood at the door of the stall that you were just in and felt regret that you had even told him that you were sick. Because now he was looking at you with puppy dog eyes that made the stems around your heart even more tangled just like your feelings.

"I'm sorry, Y/N. Is there anyway that I can help? You should take some time off... You look exhausted." Mingi hummed thoughtfully and you nodded, your throat too raw to even utter a word.

"I will... Thank you, Mingi." You croak and smile at him politely before going off to clock out of work early. You needed to get away from him before you spewed out another flower and would have to come up with with some kind of an explanation for it.

~~~~~~~

More days went by and your condition only worsened. You didn't feel that you would be around much longer but you didn't want to be without a roof over your head when you died, so you went back to work.

The first few days you saw neither Mingi or Yunho and you felt yourself missing their presence. Also you were finding it even more difficult to restrain your coughs but stubbornness fueled you despite the fatigue that cloaked you like a blanket of death's design.

Your heart hurt, your ribs hurt as well as your throat and sustenance rarely stayed down at this point.

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Then it happened.

You had just weakly given one of your regulars their order. The excruciating pain in your chest made it difficult to breathe.

It was all more than your body could take as you fell on the vinyl floor, blindly coughing through tears and wretching out yellow petals and what ironically looked like coffee grounds mingled with the mass that spilled onto the floor.

A lazed smile graced your features as you struggled to breathe. The stems having taken hold of your lungs just like love had taken hold of you and wrecked you in all manner.

His face was all you could see, his laugh and voice was all that you heard, and the way that he cared about your wellbeing was all that you could see.

"Y/N?! What the fuck happened Y/N?!" A deep familiar voice sounded alarmed but you weren't sure if you were imagining it as two arms embraced you and tugged you into what felt like a lap but you wasn't sure if you were just imagining it as you slowly slipped away.

Tears filled your eyes as you gazed at the fiery haired male, hallucination or not you were thankful for something to comfort you as your heartbeat faded away.

"What can I do!?" Mingi was distressed as you looked at him through glassy eyes, panic had gripped him and he was horrified to find you in such a deteriorated state.

Tears filled his eyes as you blindly reached out to touch his lips.

"T-the sunflower... My s-sunflower always..." You choke out in a scratchy, nearly inaudible voice as you smiled genuinely for one last time and broke his own heart.

Your emaciated frame went limp in his arms as your throat became obstructed by a cluster of blooms.

Mingi began to cry as the shock settled through him. Wondering if he was the reason. You did say that he was your sunflower? Was he the reason that you died?

Mingi began to yell out to anyone, not aware of anything that he said or did as he gazed down at your lifeless body in shock.


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1 year ago

Loved.

Summary: They don’t love me as much as I love them was what you thought while leaving for the better. And it was too late when they realized how important you are to them.

Word count: 1.5k+

Genre: Angst

Pairing: poly!ateez x neutral!reader

Warnings: neglect (be careful while reading) let me know if i missed something.

Notes: this is an anon request, thanks for requesting. It reminded me of the reaction i did to you distancing yourself hehe i rarely write angst and im not sure how happy i am with it but I hope it’s to your liking! 

Part 2 is up!

Taglist: after the cut (let me know if you wanna be added)

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Where did it go wrong? You thought while frantically packing your things. You had spent hours and hours to find what you did to deserve this but you couldn’t find anything. Nothing pointed towards you doing something wrong but nonetheless you were here, aggressively stuffing your things into a bag while tears were streaming down your face. 

It had started about a month ago. You should’ve been suspicious when they started coming home even later than usual, some of them not at all. Always telling you that there was a meeting at work and that they had already eaten, leaving you to sit at the dining table alone. In the beginning you had still waited for them, hoping every day that at least one of them would be there and have dinner with you but it was always the same.

“Sorry.” “The boss invited us for dinner.” “I’m so tired I need to go to sleep.” “We had take out at work.” 

It left you confused. There was a time where they fought about who can sit next to you during the meals but now it seemed like they didn’t care anymore. You had only realised what exactly was happening when you saw a picture on Wooyoung phone. A picture of them with one of their colleagues. A beautiful woman with a bright smile, surrounded by your boyfriends. 

Jealousy had immediately risen inside of you but you didn’t say anything. It was not like they weren’t allowed to spend time with other people. Instead, you let your doubts eat you from the inside. Did they eat with her every day? Was she the reason they stayed at work longer than they would normally? Was she better than you? 

The worst part was that they didn’t notice. They didn’t notice how you felt and that you were distancing yourself. You would’ve thought that at least one of them cares. But all they cared about was being with that woman. 

What hurt you the most was that they didn’t tell you about her. If they had been honest with you, you wouldn’t have created all these scenarios in your head. But they lied to you. 

“Yeosang?” You tried to get his attention by tapping his shoulder. It was rare that all eight of them were at home. You wanted to talk about it. Voice your anxious thoughts. Letting them go. “Who is that woman you all have been hanging around?” You asked him because you knew he would be honest with you. The room instantly became silent.

“Oh? Do you mean Haeun? She works with us.” Yeosang answered, not giving you a lot of information. “Why do you ask?” 

You didn’t know what to say. “I-.. I’m just curious.” You stuttered, looking down at your feet. 

“She is really fun to be around! Recently she even invited us for dinner and paid.” San said excitedly. His words stabbed right into your heart. This was worse than you expected.

They weren’t cheating on you. You somehow could feel that. It was worse. They hadn’t been doing anything with a bad intention. They simply enjoyed spending time with her. 

They took you for granted. 

From that conversation on you decided not to chase after them anymore. You didn’t wait until they came home to eat dinner. You didn’t ask them how their day was. The few messages that you got during the day, you ignored. If they wanted to tell you something they could tell you in person. 

Your boyfriends on the other side didn’t realize how much time they were spending with Haeun. And how less they were spending time with you. 

The first one to notice that something was weird about you was Mingi. He had always left you a message during the day. Sometimes about work, what they ate for lunch or when they would be coming home. And normally you would respond relatively quickly. But you didn’t answer at all.

He sat in his practice room, eyes glued on his phone. Read two hours ago. It said on his screen. Mingi had voiced his concerns to the others but they disagreed saying that you didn’t behave differently. But he missed you. He wanted to eat dinner with you. Yes, Haeun was fun and when she first got introduced to the team, it was exciting to meet someone new. But he missed the familiarity. It had always been important to Mingi that he was not taken for granted and now he was afraid that they had done exactly that to you. 

But he didn’t act on his feelings. He didn’t want to cause drama where there was none.

The second one to miss you was Jongho. “Y/n what do you…” He wanted to ask you for your opinion on his singing when he turned around and faced an empty room. Right, Y/n isn’t here. He reminded himself, immediately feeling a sting in his heart. Every Tuesday you would follow him to practice and listen to him sing. But as soon as he thought about it he realized that you hadn’t been there in multiple weeks. Jongho instantly remembered Mingi’s concerns and decided to go look for him.

When they finally opened up about their feelings and what they had been observing, Mingi and Jongho went to tell the others. 

Before they could even finish what they were trying to say, Seonghwa tried to call you. He was blaming himself for not giving you the attention you deserved. He wanted to beat himself up. It was so clear now that Mingi and Jongho had mentioned it.

How could they neglect you like this and not even notice? 

And that was the same question you asked yourself as you zipped up your bag. Just as you wanted to put your phone into your pocket, it started ringing. It was Seonghwa. You took a deep breath as you declined the call and left the apartment.

You didn’t know for how long or how far but you needed to get away. Right after getting into the taxi you had ordered, you turned off your phone indefinitely.

“Y/n isn’t answering.” Seonghwa announced, his voice shaking. 

“Get in the car. I’m driving us home.” Yunho said, leaving the room with big steps. The others following him. Yunho’s mind was racing. He wanted to stay calm. He needed to stay calm. He had to be strong. It didn’t matter how he felt, all he wanted was to see your face and make sure everything is fine. It was all just imagination. You will be waiting at home. He tried to tell himself while he was getting into the car. 

Hongjoong was trying to remember any signs of you changing while he was squeezing himself into the car. He had never been home as much as the others so it wasn’t strange for him to eat alone or to sneak into the bedroom without waking anyone up. But something had been strange. This morning, when he came out of the bathroom, he caught you staring at him. And he could swear you had tears in your eyes. But since you didn’t say anything he had assumed you were fine. This damn assumption.

When they finally arrived at their apartment, San immediately jumped out of the car and ran to the door.

“Y/n? Y/n!” He called you before he even entered the building. Wooyoung and Yeosang were right behind him. After finally opening the door they stormed in searching for you in their home. The rest followed them slowly, scared to not find you. 

It wasn’t until he heard a sob that Wooyoung slowed down. A sob? He made his way over to your room, gently pushing the door open. His eyes widened as he saw San kneeling in front of your bed, a note in his hands and his face buried in your sheets. 

“Sannie?” Wooyoung slowly walked closer to his loved one. “Y/n…” San sobbed, not able to form a sentence. “What is it Sannie?” Wooyoung kneeled down next to him, softly taking the note from his hands. As he started reading, tears formed in his eyes. 

And that was when the others finally found them. They looked at Wooyoung, hope and pain in their eyes at the same time as he slowly shook his head. Yeosang’s legs gave in as he saw the expression on Wooyoung’s face. You were gone. No no no that’s impossible he thought, staring to the ceiling with a blank face. You couldn’t leave them.

Still not wanting to believe what was happening, Yunho harshly snapped the note out of Wooyoung’s hand. 

I am going on a trip. Don’t text or call me, I need time to think. I hope you understand. I loved you so much.

His head went numb.

Loved. 

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