This Is Adorable And One Of My Dream Dates So In Conclusion Doyoung Is Perfect Boyfriend/husband Material

This is adorable and one of my dream dates so in conclusion Doyoung is perfect boyfriend/husband material and your writing is AMAZING!!! 

Could I request a fluff scenario about waking up in the morning next to Doyoung with #5, #10, and #13. Also I love you writings💕💕💕💕💕💕

Okay, before I start this I wanna say that I am totally in love with your screen name. I laughed so hard that I started crying. 😂😂😂 So thank you for that. Also, I hope you love it. ❤️

Request #'s:

#5 • You're comfy. - FLUFF

#10 • I think I love you. - FLUFF

#13 • Your bed head is really cute. - FLUFF

Winter in Korea. You would describe it as a winter wonderland every year. Big, quarter sized snowflakes, quiet air since no one was outside with the blisteringly cold weather, and your boyfriend Doyoung sitting next to you. You both loved winter. From the tons of blankets that you used for movie nights to the cups of warm hot chocolate that you'd drink while reminiscing about memories with each other, you both adored it. It's almost like it gave you more time together since it was so cold, because no one could go anywhere since it was snowing all the time. It was quite literally a perfect storm.

Currently, it was about 8:45 in the morning and it was really coming down outside. The snow was piling up to about 8 inches on your balcony railing already and it was showing no signs of slowing down anytime soon. You smiled because that meant Doyoung got to stay home with you today and enjoy some much needed down time. He had been working so hard lately with promotions, interviews, and recordings, so he needed some rest to recuperate before they went on tour again. But, who knew what that was going to be because of COVID-19. All the more reason to stay inside and cuddle.

Turning over in your spot on the bed, he was facing you as he still slept. On the rare occasion that you did wake up before him, you always liked to watch him sleep for a little while. His hair would stick up in all different directions, lips still a cherry red color, and his face lined with marks from the pillow. He always was a really heavy sleeper.

Bringing your hand up to his face and brushing your thumb over his cheek, you heartbeat increased when his hand came to rest on yours. He still gave you butterflies every day, and you lived for that feeling. He smiled lightly as he kissed your palm, finally opening his eyes to look at you.

"Morning." he said quietly. You always loved how raspy his voice was in the mornings. It made your mind race constantly.

"Morning handsome."

Smiling at him, you leaned over and kissed his lips lightly, then rested your forehead against his as he played with your fingers.

"I don't wanna leave today." he said sadly, looking up at you.

"Well, good news for you because you don't have to. Look outside."

His eyes peeked over your shoulder to look out the window, his eyes lighting up and a sigh of relief leaving him.

"Thank god. I want to stay right here all day long. Warm, lazy, and cuddling with my girl." he said, hugging you to him.

You wiggled out of his grip a bit to readjust yourself, about a foot from his face now.

"Your bed head is really cute." you smiled, running your hand through his hair to try and tame it, but giggling when it shot back to sticking straight up.

"It's been like that ever since I was little. I even tried sleeping with a shower cap on my head one night and nothing. I hate it." he scruned his nose up at the thought of how he looked right now.

"To me, you look so adorable right now." you looked at him fondly, smiling when he leaned over to kiss you again.

"What do you want to do today?" you asked him.

"Exactly what we're doing right now. Nothing." he chuckled.

"Well, we have to eat at some point. And we both have to take showers too. You never took a shower yesterday when you got home from practice because you were too tired. You're smelly." you said.

"Wow, I felt the love in that statement." he looked at you, feigning offense as he put his hand over his chest.

"Tell me I'm wrong." you bickered.

"Honestly, no you're not." he laughed, pulling the covers back to get up and go shower. You followed close behind him to shower with him.

You both loved showering together. Not only was it a way to save water, but it was also a way to be completely and totally vulnerable with each other, not able to hide any of your flaws. For him, you were the most beautiful woman he'd ever been with. He loved that you were so into skinship and so into loving all over him. Even though he may not show it all the time, he was always weak for you when you would crawl onto his lap and fall asleep on him while he did something like play a game. He would play with you sometimes when you would go try to kiss him. For example, he would tighten his lips so you wouldn't be able to kiss him properly, and he would try to turn his head up and away from you. When you got upset and began to walk away though, he would always pull you back to him by your arm and blow you off your feet with the kiss that he gave you. His lips were the best for kissing.

For you, you loved that he played and poked fun at you like that. It kept things interesting. A day in the life with Doyoung was never uneventful or boring. It was only ever that if one of you was sick or the other needed sleep from an exhausting day. When you first saw him, you felt your heart rate increase and you tried to avoid eye contact with him. If it weren't for him coming up to you and introducing himself, you would've never even dreamed of being where you are right now. He was, hands down, the most attractive man you'd been with. And very... well endowed, if you didn't say so yourself. He was gifted in every way imaginable, and you thanked god that he came into your life. He added some spice to it that you didn't know you needed until you finally had it.

Showering with him, you both got out and dried off. After you were done in the bathroom, you went into the kitchen to see what you were going to cook for breakfast. He came up behind you and hugged you, kissing your neck as you smiled and craned your neck to give him more access.

"You're making it really difficult to make breakfast." you sighed, closing your eyes as he kissed up and down the expanse of your neck.

"Which leads me to my next question. Do you want to go get donuts with me? There's that place right down the street from here. It won't take long." he said.

"That sounds wonderful. Do I have to wear a bra though? It's the weekend and I don't wanna." you whined as he laughed.

"No you don't have to. Just wear a coat over your shirt. I don't want people seeing what's mine." he grabbed your breast as he kissed your neck again.

"Well okay then." you sighed contently again as he bit your neck lightly before smacking your ass as you walked to change your clothes.

Going back to the front door, he was waiting for you with keys in hand.

"Ready?"

"Yep." you chirped.

Walking out the door and shivering at the cold, you ran to the car as he unlocked it. Driving carefully to the donut shop, you both went inside and ordered. Getting back into the car, you drove home and ran back inside. All in all, it took no less than about 45 minutes. Piece of cake.

Undressing from your coat, you took off your boots and went into the kitchen to grab a plate. Opening the box of donuts and the bag of donut holes, you felt like your heart was melting because of how good it all looked.

"This is an obscene amount of donuts babe." you giggled, grabbing what you wanted out of the box.

"Yeah but for one, we'll have leftovers for tomorrow, and two, you only live once." he laughed, stuffing his face with one as he walked back to the bedroom.

Getting into bed with him, you looked through your assortment of board games on the floor and saw Monopoly.

"Wanna play Monopoly with me?" you asked.

"That's how we'll end up broken up. You making me go bankrupt because you bought all the damn train stations like you did last time." he argued, glaring at you like it was rubbing salt on a fresh wound.

"Well, if it happened last time and we're still together, I'm willing to chance it again." you giggled, going to grab the game and set it up.

Spinning the dice first, you got 5, so you moved your pawn 5 spaces forward. As you got to 4, Doyoung slapped his forehead as he laughed.

"God. Dammit." he groaned as you laughed deliriously. You landed on a train station.

"I may as well just give you my money now."

"Don't give up yet! You haven't even rolled your dice yet." you said, wiping tears off your face from laughing so hard.

He picked up the dice and rolled it. A 10. You began laughing again since he landed in jail.

"I have horrible luck in this game. This is bullshit!" he screamed while he had a mouthful of donuts.

You went back and forth like that for a while until it was right at the end. He ended up with 2 of the railroads, the boardwalk, and the park place. You had the other 2 railroads and a handful of properties that you upgraded. You had a hotel on Indiana Avenue, which meant that each time he landed on that spot, he paid $1,050 to the bank for rent. It was his last turn before he went bankrupt, and he knew he was going to lose. He rolled it and got a 3, moving him right to your hotel. He took the money he had left and threw it at you as he tossed himself back on the bed.

"It's official. My title in Monopoly is bankrupt." he laughed, covering his face with his hands as you laughed with him.

"It was a valiant effort, I'll give you that. You stole two of my railroads." you said, poking his stomach as you cleaned up the game.

"Yeah, but it took an offer of $3,500 to get you to sell them, then you never landed on any of them! How was that a win on my end exactly?" he asked, peeking at you through his hands.

"You tried, that's the important part." you giggled.

Putting the game up, you got back under the covers with him and snuggled some more while the snow was still falling outside.

"Still, I think I love you. Even if you beat my ass in Monopoly." he chuckled, coming to kiss your neck again.

"Mm... I love you too baby. More than I love kicking your ass in Monopoly." you laughed as he bit you.

Taking out your phone, you scrolled through your Facebook as he watched from behind you. He always loved seeing what your family was up to and how they were doing.

"Ugh... Look at my mom. She is so lucky she's in Bora Bora right now. I wanna be there. In the water and the sand with the sun beating down on me. I miss the sun." you said, continuing to scroll.

"When it gets warm enough, I promise I'll take you there." he kissed your cheek.

"But for now, you're comfy, so I guess you'll have to do." you said, turning your phone screen off and turning around to lay on his chest.

"Wow... I can still feel the love. Thanks baby." he grumbled.

"You're welcome. I'm glad I could help." you giggled, hugging him to you as you snuggled again.

At the beginning of this quarantine, many people joked about having to spend this much time with their significant other. You and Doyoung were actually hoping for it because you loved spending time with each other. It was so refreshing to have someone be as into you as you were into them. Yin and Yang is how you would describe it in a corny way.

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Requests are OPEN.

it makes me happy to see them so extremely happy and freaking out like complete dorks. Keep rising boys!!

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This is just… #우리아미상받았네

Good Luck - P. Seonghwa x Reader

A/N: I haven’t written a fanfic in over 5 years, please go easy on me! I’m probably not going to write imagines or stories that often because I suck at coming up with ideas whoopsie. Anyways, I hope you enjoy and keep safe! 

Genre: Fluff  

Au: Non-idol, establishes relationship

Pairing: Female Reader x Seonghwa

Warning(s): None

Word count: 1,987

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Dating Seonghwa has been, and hopefully will continue to be, the best thing on Earth. Pure bliss; even arguments brought a twisted form of euphoric feeling to you. Your relationship is like honey drizzled into warm tea, strawberries on top of vanilla cake, and every other perfect pairing on this planet. There is one thing that you don’t enjoy, however.

You two aren’t official. 

As silly as it may sound, you two have been going on dates for weeks now. Neither of you has asked the other one to be together officially. Seonghwa, being the romantic man he is, wants to put a label on. You decided to pull a prank on him by telling him that he must get permission from someone special in your life. No, not your parents or a close relative at all. 

From your…close friend?

You never told Seonghwa who this close friend is or where you met him; you just told him that the two of you were close and he must get permission from him in order to be official. Seonghwa didn’t hesitate to ask questions about him in order to appeal to him more to make getting permission from the boy much easier. 

“Hey, baby.” Seonghwa drags out the pet name when he approaches you from behind, resting his head on your shoulder as you prepared breakfast. 

“Hmm,” you hummed, flipping the pancakes before turning to face your adorable, soon-to-be, boyfriend. 

The obvious pout on his face never fails to make you soft, a fond smile spreading on your face while you hold his face in your hands. His eyes glisten with excitement once the smell of homemade strawberry syrup gently whooshes pass him. That’s his favorite part of having breakfast with you on the rare occasions that you two can, homemade everything! 

“Can I ask him today, please?” He can get so whiny with you, it caught you off guard the first time you saw that side of him. It makes your heartbeat beat a million hours per hour when you hear him pitch his voice up just a tiny bit more than usual. 

“Are you sure you’re ready?” 

“I’ve been ready.”  

“Well…alright.” 

- - - - - - - - - -

Seonghwa got dressed up to meet whoever this man could be; beige turtleneck, light wash denim jeans, simple black shoes, and a long black coat to complement everything. He took extra time slicking back his dark brown hair, adjusting any pieces that fell out. 

You, on the other hand, dressed more casually. Simple, light denim mom jeans with a long sleeve, black turtle neck and hair pulled back into a pony. Your shoes, average black boots, and one of Seonghwa’s brightly colored sweaters to complete the look. You can’t help but chuckle to yourself when you see him combing his hair one last time before heading out the door with you. 

The drive was filled with chatter, small talk to calm his nerves. The music playing softly in the background as he tries to get more information out of you about this mystery man Seonghwa must get the ‘okay’ from before dating you officially. 

“He’s going to love you, calm down. Hwa, I promise!” 

“And if he doesn’t like me?” 

“He is going to adore you.” 

Your hand on his lap is all he needed to realize that maybe you’re right.

- - - - - - - - - - 

Hwa was confused when he pulled into your parents’ driveway, wondering why he would need their permission if they already adored him enough, “Why are we here? Do your parents not like me?” 

You unbuckle your seatbelt and shake your head, “We’re not here for them, Hwa.” Stepping out of the car, you walk him over to the neighbor’s house. You two stand in front of the door before you rang the bell. “Is anyone home?” The door opened to reveal your elderly neighbor from when you lived with your family. 

“Y/N! It’s so nice to see you!” She wraps her arms around you, pulling you in tightly. Closing her eyes and rubbing your back before pulling away, “Sam has been dying to see you!” 

You quickly introduce your former neighbor to Seonghwa before stepping inside and having him help take your boots off. Turning to him, you confess who the boy he needs permission from really is, “I haven’t been that truthful to you, Hwa,” before he could say anything, you continued saying, “you need permission from my boyfriend, well kinda boyfriend.” You could see the confusion and anger in his eyes. 

What on God’s green Earth were you talking about? He needs who’s permission to ask you out? What does “kinda boyfriend” even mean? “Y/N, what are you talking about?” You pointed at the male approaching you two. Seonghwa was speechless.

“Hwa, this is Sam.” 

It all made sense now. The 3 foot boy wrapped his tiny arms around you, bouncing up and down to have you hold him. This man Seonghwa needed permission from was actually a 4-year-old boy you grew close with when you still lived with your parents. Seonghwa lets out a laugh and shakes his head, pulling you by the arm and placing a kiss on the top of your head, something he would do often when he was surprised by you. 

Sam pushes Seonghwa away and hides his face into your neck, you laugh at his action and at Seonghwa’s pouty expression. Sam finally gets down and eyes Seonghwa up and down, slowly and with a big frown on his face. “I don’t like him,” was all he said before spinning around and marching off, “I’ll give him a chance,” turning back around to face Seonghwa, holding up a single tiny digit, “only one chance.” 

“Good luck, Hwa.” 

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There they were, Seonghwa and Sam, eyeing each other and waiting for someone to speak. Seonghwa looked around the boy’s room, hoping to find something to spark conversation over. The little boy had every toy a typical child would have at his age; dinosaurs, cars, action figures of super heroes, and a few coloring books with crayons. Sam did the same, looking between Seonghwa and his room, following Seonghwa’s gaze when he fixated on something. 

“Who is your favorite superhero?” Sam asked, breaking the silence between the two. 

“Umm,” Seonghwa quickly glances towards the direction of the action figures, noting that the boy had more Batman figures than anything else, “Batman.” 

“Mine too!” The boy’s eyes shined bright and his smile even brighter, he gets out of the chair and pulls down two Batman figurines before handing one to Seonghwa, “I have more at home. These are just the ones I keep here at grannies’ house.” He plops down on the pushed carpet and darts his eyes between Seonghwa and the floor, signaling for him to come sit down and play. 

The two boys played together, recreating movie scenes and coming up with their own plot line to play. Seonghwa made Sam cry only once when he didn’t let the boy win the first fight; he was quick to comfort the toddler, by petting his hair and letting a string of apologetic ‘sorries’ leave his mouth, and let Sam win the next couple rounds they played. Seonghwa still doesn’t know if this whole playdate with Sam was meant as a joke or if he really needs his approval, either way, he was going to make this kid love him because it’s clear to Seonghwa that you love and cherish this little boy named Sam. 

“Sam, want to go out and play on your swings?” Seonghwa began to stand up and place both Batmans away, picking Sam up and taking him out the room with him. Sam shook his head ‘no,’ but was soon persuaded out when Seonghwa handed him a popsicle. 

Sam and Seonghwa sat on the swing set, neither saying a single word, but this time; the silence wasn’t uncomfortable or awkward, rather, peaceful and comforting. Sam swung his little legs back and forth, not making any effort to actually swing on the play-set, Seonghwa planted his feet on the grass and licked at his popsicle. 

“Do you like Y/N?” Sam’s innocent question made Seonghwa snap out of his own thoughts, the little boy’s eyes looked up with pure curiosity as he bit into the popsicle another time. 

“Of course, I do. I like her a lot…is she still your girlfriend?”

The boy sat there and thought for a moment, “I guess not anymore. I should tell her that I have a new girlfriend.” 

“I think Y/N will be sad to hear that.” 

“Me too, but hey,” he rests his tiny hand on Seonghwa’s shoulder and patted his back before continuing, “she has you now.” Seonghwa lets out a laugh and ruffles the little boy’s hair. 

“I think we should tell her now.” 

“I’ll let her down easy.”

- - - - - - - - - - 

After Sam confessed that he has a new girlfriend and some fake crying from you, Seonghwa and you were ready to head out for the picnic you two planned for today. A perfect date and perfect opportunity to ask you out. 

Seonghwa said his ‘byes’ to Sam and his grandma while holding you steady as you put your boots back on. 

“Here, have some cookies.” The sweet elderly lady places a ziplock bag in Seonghwa’s hands, his eyes widened with excitement and can’t help but to open them and give them a smell. “Have fun on your date!” 

Before you two left the door, you called for Sam to ask him something before you went, “Sam, who’s your new girlfriend?” 

Sam’s chubby cheeks turned a tint of pink, eyes turned downwards, bouncing from one leg to another, “Emily. Her name is Emily–from my daycare.” 

Seonghwa and you chuckled, you pinching his cheek while Seonghwa picked him up, “Hey, now that Y/N is my girlfriend, how about we go on a double-date?” 

“What’s that?” The boy asked, fidgeting with the car in his hand.

“You and Emily, Y/N and I will all go on a date to the-”

“Garden! We can all go to the garden together and eat some snacks.” Your idea made Seonghwa smile, mumbling a quick ‘perfect’ as he set the blushing Sam back down. 

“I’m in!” 

“Let’s go next weekend?” 

“Yeah!”

- - - - - - - - - - 

The sun was going down, casting a warm hue over the park. Everything felt warm, despite the cool breeze that blew through often. You felt warm, not only did Seonghwa’s scent from his sweater that you wore made you feel fuzzy; so did his presence. 

The way his hair slowly plopped in front of him; his eyes glistening with the sunlight, causing his dark brown eyes to turn a honey color that makes you want to indulge yourself into them; the corner of his lips being pulled upwards at every little thing you say and how they’re stained with chocolate from the cookies; his hands grazing over yours delicately, so gentle that it almost hurts; his voice sounding deep and sincere with every confession he made; Park Seonghwa made you feel the warm and fuzzy feeling every single day. 

Now, you’re officially his. 

It was simple, a quick “will you be my girlfriend,” but you wanted quick. You wanted to be his quickly, you wouldn’t have cared if he just said the word “girlfriend” with a questioned tone to ask you. 

You were his; he was yours. That’s all you cared about. 

“We need to plan that garden date.” Seonghwa had such a serious expression that it made you swoon. Seeing him get excited over being friends with the boy made you excited and happy. You couldn’t help but let your mind wander off to a future together; he would make an amazing dad, right? Seonghwa began rambling on and on about his ideas; snacks to bring, first-aid to pack, color coordinated outfits, sunblock, song choices to play while driving there. 

You wish the weekend came sooner. 

Melting Point (m)

genre: f2L au, Smut, Fluff 

pairing: Song Mingi x Reader

wc: 2.5k

summary: Your spending habits may need work but the one time you're thankful for them because it let you getting to spend some time to get to know your cute neighbor. 

warnings: dom!mingi, sub!reader, unprotected sex, fingering, subtle size kink, oral (fem receiving), overstimulation, multiple orgasms, praise, creampie. 

note: I wrote this yesterday in one sitting and its my first time writing smut but its easily my favorite piece I’ve written and i’m super proud of it. So let me know what you think and enjoy! 

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Having expensive taste as a broke college student makes your time about ten times worse than it needs to be. Your dad always warned you about your spending habits and how if you kept spending money like you did in high school “perfecting your wardrobe” then you wouldn’t have any extra money in college. Long story short, he was completely right. 

So that’s how you find yourself grating string cheese on a Monday night after a long day of school. Every instinct inside of you wanted to just take the easy way out and just order pizza but you had no money, and no string cheese. 

“Why do we never have any string cheese in this damn apartment?” You complain to your roommate of three years named Amelia who’s scanning through the tv trying to find something to wind down. 

 “Probably because you spend your money on pointless stuff like stuffed animals you don’t need.” she shoots back at you.

“Don’t talk that way about Henry.” You say with sarcasm in your voice because you feel completely and absolutely ridiculous in this moment. And even if it kills you, she’s right. You really didn’t need another stuffed animal but you bought it anyway. 

Frustrated with grating string cheese, you finally drop the grater on the counter and decide to take a breather outside. And to make sure you displayed your frustration, you just had to slam the door and make a tiny scene. 

After about a minute of admiring the sunset standing over the balcony railing in the hallway of your dorm building, a deep but soothing voice startles you back to reality. 

“That was a serious door slam, Are you feeling ok?” Your neighbor, Mingi said while ascending up the stairs carrying groceries. 

Mingi, the tall but sweet boy who lived on the same floor as you who you’ve seen a few times while coming and going to school but never really got to know. You always had a tiny crush on him because he was just amazingly good looking and had a genuine heart for others. 

“Yeah I’m fine, I’m just frustrated again with myself, nothing new.” You let out with a sigh while rubbing your face with your hands. 

“Would it help you to calm down if you talked with me?” He said and shifted the weight of his paper grocery bag in his hands to get out his keys from his pocket. 

“Sure. I just can’t be in my room right now or else I’m gonna yell at my roommate and I don’t want to deal with that tonight too.” You say as he follows you into his apartment. 

“So what’s going on y/n?” 

“Honestly I don’t know. I guess I’m just frustrated with the choices I’ve made with money. Like today, if I hadn’t spent my money on a useless stuffed animal, then I would be able to get pizza for dinner instead of making my own.” 

“Well homemade pizza doesn’t sound too bad.” Mingi tries to reassure you while he finishes putting away his groceries. 

“It doesn’t sound too bad until you’re wasting your time grating string cheese.” 

“Oh yeah, I can see how that’s frustrating.” Mingi says with a chuckle imagining your cute little face getting annoyed with something he could’ve helped you with. 

You never would know because of how convinced you are that nobody likes you but Mingi actually did. He’s tried displaying it to you a few times now with helping you carry things up the stairs when you moved in and when you had a party and needed someone to take out the trash for you. Even now, Mingi made a mental note to always keep a spare bag of string cheese in case you needed some. Mingi liked you but you couldn’t get it through your skull that anyone could feel that way towards you. 

“Next time you need something, you know you can always come knock on my door and I might be able to help.” He said while sitting down on the couch and patting the spot next to him, signaling you to sit down. “And even if I can’t, I’ll still try my best.” 

“Well thank you Mingi, I appreciate it greatly.” You say as you sit down next to him. 

“Do you wanna watch a movie?” He asks you as his face lights up in a childlike manner. 

“Sure! What do we got?” 

“Well there’s The Incredibles, Spiderman, The Emperor’s New Groove, and 10 things I hate about you which is always a classic” You can easily tell that he wants you to pick the last one just by how his tone changed so you decide on the last one which results in a smile from him. 

There was always a natural chemistry between you and Mingi. You guys were fast friends and the fact that you had a crush on him just made getting to know him that much easier.  So when about an hour and a half into the movie you notice that you’ve relaxed into mingi’s tall and muscular frame and that his arm is draped around your shoulder, you just go along with it. But you can’t help but think that maybe he likes you? It would make sense as to why he’s been so nice to you ever since you moved in. And you don’t see it but he’s internally freaking out that you’re ok with what he’s doing and acting like a complete dork. 

After you finished the movie, you tried to stand up but mingi playfully held back your shoulders so you couldn’t get out of his reach leading to a sigh of slight annoyance coming from you. He then tries to get up and you trip him by hooking his ankle with your foot resulting with him landing right over you, arms caging your head and his legs on both sides of yours in an attempt to not crush you. Astounded, the both of you just lay there not saying anything but admiring. You admiring his facial features and how his hair is the perfect amount of messy and him admiring your beautiful eyes, plump lips, and the way your body fits perfectly underneath him. Finally the silence is broken when he mutters In his low voice, “I really want to kiss you.”

“Then go for it.” You say with newfound confidence. 

His lips passionately crash down onto yours and you kiss him back trying to match his energy as his hand that isn’t supporting him starts to roam down the side of your body to squeeze at your hip as he grinds his hips down onto yours allowing a slight moan to escape from your lips. That same hand snakes it way back up and stops at your chest to cup and slightly squeeze your breast making you gasp in pleasure. He pulls up from the kiss so that your foreheads are resting on each other’s. The sounds of both of your heavy breathing filling the room until Mingi says something.

“Now I’m not going to do anything you’re not comfortable with, but if you’re ok with it, i’d really like to continue this in my room.” You nod your head furiously, head clouded with lust and desire because you don’t want anything more right now. 

“Babygirl I need to hear you.” He says making you want to take you right then and there

“Y-yes please.” And within a matter of seconds he’s picked you up, a hand supporting your neck and the other grabbing your ass to hold you up as you wrap your legs around his torso. He carries you to his room before removing his hand from the back of your neck to open the door for a split second and once you’re in the room, he lays you down so he’s on top of you and starts kissing you as if he needs it to survive. 

Your hands fly to his chest to remove his shirt from his long and chiseled torso and you throw it somewhere and bring your hands back to scratch down the front of his chest. Only to find yourself with your hands over your head as Mingi pins them above you with his hand. He grinds down onto your clothed entrance with a grunt coming from him and you can practically feel him and you can’t help but confirm that he’s big. 

He takes your shirt off and kisses down your neck while sucking and biting on a spot that makes you go weak, leaving a bruise that starts to wind a coil in your stomach. He releases your hands to let himself be able to touch down your body which involves taking off your bra in one motion which makes you wonder how he did that but it’s a question for another time. He squeezes your right breast and his mouth attaches to your left nipple and swirls his tongue around it making your back arch in pleasure and pushing yourself against him in search of much needed friction. 

“God Mingi you make me feel so good.” You let slip out of your mouth with a couple other lewd sounds, fueling him to continue. He kisses down your stomach and stops when he gets to your pants button. You look down at him to watch as he undoes the button and unzips your pants, bringing them down your legs and throwing them to the side. He tugs you by your legs to bring you down to the edge of the bed so he has more access to you and looks at you with a surprised face and mutters “So wet for me already, huh princess?” Only leaving you to release a slight moan and be even more turned on and ready for more. 

He slowly strips the wet panties from your lower half and stuffs them in his back pocket almost as a way of saying you’re his. A slight feeling of insecurity washes over you as he’s left staring at you, vulnerable and on display just for him resulting to you bringing your legs together. He pushes your knees apart and says “You’re beautiful babygirl, no need to hide from me.” And before you know it, he’s licking a stripe from your drenched pussy to your clit and you’re a moaning mess, hands flying down to his hair and slightly tugging at it as his lips land over your clit and start to suck on it. You let out a moan after trying to hold it in as he makes an incoherent noise, letting the vibrations go directly to your clit and filling you with pleasure. He brings his hand to your core to play with your folds and you bring a hand to your mouth to muffle your moaning. Mingi releases from your clit for a second only to say “Let me hear you baby, you sound so beautiful moaning for me.” And he goes directly back to business, his hands roaming your entrance, teasing you relentlessly. He makes eye contact with you to see how fucked out you are at his doing as he inserts a finger into your pussy, pumping at an almost unbelievable speed. Which leaves you with your eyes rolling to the back of your head, only fueling his ego as he watches you. 

You start to clench around him, almost unconsciously signaling him for more when he mentions, “Damn babygirl, so needy for me already.” He inserts another finger into your core, already able to reach the sweet spot. He starts pumping into you faster, leaving you a pleasure filled mess as he curls his fingers to destroy the spot that makes you see stars and uses his other hand to rub furiously on your clit. 

“Oh god Mingi I’m gonna cum!” You yell as pleasure rips through you for the first time tonight. Your vision goes white and your back arches from the immense amount of pleasure. Mingi removes his fingers from your lower region and licks them clean before undoing his belt. He takes off his pants and underwear, exposing himself and his thick, massive cock. He catches you admiring him and playfully asks, “Like what you see?” Which leaves you both smirking. He grabs your hips and flips you over onto your stomach and brings you up to your hands and knees. He pumps himself a few times before lining himself up with your entrance and slowly pushing himself in, allowing you to adjust to his size. 

“Oh my god Mingi.” You moan while wincing as you try to relax so you can adjust. 

“God you’re so tight, and just for me.” He says, turning you on even more which you didn’t even know was possible. After taking some time to adjust, he starts to move back and forth, making you almost scream out in pleasure from how good he feels. You feel a sudden smack on your ass, lurching you forward as mingi pulls you back in, reaching your g-spot and making you moan his name. “Ahh Fuck Mingi right there.” you say as he begins to thrust faster in your hot, wet flesh. The sounds of skin slapping, loud moans, and needy incoherent whimpers fill the room as he mercilessly fucks you from behind. 

After minutes have passed and you feel yourself coming closer to your high and you clench around him as a signal that you’re close. His hand flies to your clit to rub circles into your bundle of nerves furiously. You arch your back out of pleasure and the new angle allows him to go deeper into your drenched pussy. He grabs you by the hair to pull your back against his chest, the action sending you over the edge in overstimulation as he continues to pound into you through your release. 

“Thats its baby, come all over my cock.” He twitches in you and his thrusts get sloppy and you clench on him again, sending him straight into his release. His fluids painting your walls and combining your release with his as it drips down onto his sheets. 

“You did so well babygirl” He says as he flips you over onto your back after gently pulling out of you. He buries his head in your neck and lets his body fall limp over yours. The two of you left there panting while you bring your hand up to stroke his hair and he massages your sides, hands smoothing over your hip and back up to your waist. Both of you just basking in the romantic atmosphere and enjoying each other’s company. After what feels like an eternity, Mingi gets up to grab a wet towel from the bathroom. He comes back and gently wipes you down to clean you from your releases and brings his lips to passionately kiss you with a smile on his face and leaves to start a shower so you can clean your body. 

Your mind goes blank and all you can think is, “This man is going to be the death of me.” 

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note: can you tell i had fun with this? also i added a some college au because it helped it flow better.

“it’s not like i’m an unapproachable bitch, hwa. i really don’t understand why i can’t keep a boyfriend,” you groaned to seonghwa, who currently sat across from you in the cafe on your college campus. 

you had met seonghwa in the sixth grade, when your parents moved you and your siblings to a completely different city. you were the typical shy kid, too scared to approach other students to make friends. children could be cruel, you learned that from your previous school, so you decided to keep to yourself.

it was your first day at that unfamiliar school. you sat on the edge of the grass as you watched the other children have fun, sun shining down on you. you desperately wished you could join to remedy your loneliness, but you were scared of the judgemental eyes that glanced over at you every few minutes, small hands hiding their mouths as they whispered into each other’s ears. you stared down at the grass, maybe then you could be invisible.

a pair of skinny legs entered your vision, making you glance up. your eyes met a boy’s, you recognized him from your class. seonghwa? you thought that’s what his name was.

“hi,” he tilted his head in curiosity, “you’re new here, right? what’s your name?”

you blinked, “y/n.” your voice was quiet, the sound barely reaching his ears. you weren’t sure if you could trust him yet.

“do you wanna come meet my friends?” he saw you frown, kindness from your peers was not something you were used to. “i swear they’re nice! it makes me sad seeing you lonely,” he reached a hand out, “come on.”

you pondered his offer, then finally decided to take his hand, “okay.”

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pairing: song mingi x reader

summary: #201, and 203 with Ateez Mingi?

warnings: mentions of self deprecating thoughts, reader feels hopeless, depressive episodes, vague mention of suicide but also kind of obvious please be careful while reading. 

201. “I never want to hear you talking like that again.” / 203. “If you die, I die.”

You had been lying to him for weeks, he could tell. At first he thought the obvious: you were cheating on him. After all, he was halfway across the world on tour right now, it’s not like it would necessarily be hard for you to do it. 

But then he started to notice things. Whenever he called you, you always took a little too long to answer. When you laughed or smiled, it never quite reached your eyes. If he called you out of the blue, you never actually showed your face. You were always wrapped up in a blanket or a hoodie, and if he didn’t know any better, he would say that your eyes were wet. When he asked if you were okay, you always changed the subject, never answering his question. 

He never actually added it all up until he was on the way home from the airport, and he tried calling you, only for it to go to voicemail. He had frowned, something wasn’t settling well with him, but he let it go for the moment. Surely, if something was wrong, you’d call him right? He was on the way to your place anyways, he was probably just looking too far into it. 

Except he wasn’t. 

When he walked through your front door, he called your name, but he didn’t hear anything, the apartment was completely silent. He frowned at that, looking around for you. He eventually made his way to you bedroom where he found you, laying on the bed motionlessly. he could tell that you were awake, when you blinked and shifted slightly when you heard the door creak open. 

“Baby?” He felt uneasy as he walked into the room. You looked like hell, like you hadn’t showered in ages, or like you had been hit by a truck. Dark rings circled your eyes heavily, and your skin was paler than he remembered. You looked sick, and when he finally got you to roll over and look at him, you seemed as if you were looking right through him. “Oh baby, what happened?”

“Mingi?” His name left you in a croak and you winced as you tried to sit up, breaking his heart. It didn’t take a genius to realize what was happening right in front of him, and he felt so fucking guilty for ever thinking that you would cheat on him. 

He knelt next to you, moving to brush some hair back from your face. “Yeah, sweetheart, it’s me.”

Your eyes squinted in confusion. “You’re not supposed to be home yet.” It was only the twentieth, right?

Instead of answering you, he dropped all his stuff. “Alright, baby, hold on to me.” You didn’t have time to react to his words before he was picking you up and carrying you to the bathroom. “What are you doing?” Your voice was so raspy and timid, Mingi could feel his heart fall as he sat you on the countertop. “I’m taking care of you.”

Your eyes widened as if you were panicking. “No, I can’t ask-”

“You’re not asking me to do anything,” he said gently but firmly, hands moving to gently cup your cheeks. “I’m taking care of you because I love you, and you’re not okay enough to do it by yourself at the moment, and that’s alright… because I’m here for you.”

He kissed your chapped lips quickly, before turning to start the bath. While waiting for the water to get adjusted, he turned back to you before tugging your shorts down your legs. “You’re going to take a bath, okay?”

You didn’t speak, just watched him as he moved around. Once you were bare, he double checked the water temperature before picking you up again, placing you in the bathtub. He spoke softly as he worked, helping you to wash your hair. He told stories about what happened on tour, random things he noticed, or even just how much he loved you, while you watched him silently. He didn’t stop until he was drying you off with the fluffy towel, and you interrupted him by asking, “Why?”

“Why what, beautiful?” He asked, moving to grab the clean shirt he had grabbed for you. 

“Why do you love me?” 

“Well, that’s easy,” he chuckled, gently pulling the hem down over your head. “I love you because you’re you. You’re gorgeous, intelligent and you mean the entire world to me.”

“You love me like I deserve it… like I deserve to be here.”

His hands froze as he reached the next article of clothing he had grabbed you. He wanted to ask what you meant by “here”… but the answer was obvious. You were sitting right in front of him… thinking that you didn’t even deserve to be.. He found himself turning around to grab your hands and gently shaking them so that you were looking into his eyes. His voice was final as he spoke to you, despite the tears in his eyes. “I never want to hear you talking like that ever again, you hear me? You deserve absolutely everything beautiful in this world and more. You are not allowed to give up. Do you understand?”

You opened your mouth, but he wasn’t done. “You are the love of my life, without you I have absolutely no purpose. You are the most important person in my life. If you die, I have nothing. If you die.. I die. Because I love you.” You were sobbing now, and he pulled you into his chest, holding you like you could disappear any minute, one hand cradling the back of your head as you cried. 

“I know you’re used to be alone,” he muttered in your ear, the tears finally falling down his face, “But you’re not alone anymore. You don’t have to carry the weight of the world on your shoulders, because I’m here to help you, and when you struggle a little, I’ll carry your share too. You never have to do it alone ever again, you’ll always have me.” He kissed your head. “You’ll always have me by your side.”