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ヾHwang Hyunjin Glimpse of Us (f) ↳ non-established relationship, idol!au, idol!oc

Summary: being an idol doesn’t take the human out of a person. They want to love and be happy just like anyone else. The difference is that she wants to love Hyunjin in a more unique way.

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🍯8 - inch resting

idol!yoongi x stylist!oc

1 year ago

I hate that we have to reblog this, but unfortunately, this is the world we live in. Reblog this, it is SO FREAKING IMPORTANT and could save someone's lige!!!!!!

THROUGH A RAPIST’S EYES” (PLS TAKE TIME TO READ THIS. It may save a life, It may save your life.)

An Article from Neena Susan Thomas

“Through a rapist’s eyes. A group of rapists and date rapists in prison were interview…ed on what they look for in a potential victim and here are some interesting facts:

1] The first thing men look for in a potential victim is hairstyle. They are most likely to go after a woman with a ponytail, bun! , braid, or other hairstyle that can easily be grabbed. They are also likely to go after a woman with long hair. Women with short hair are not common targets.

2] The second thing men look for is clothing. They will look for women who’s clothing is easy to remove quickly. Many of them carry scissors around to cut clothing.

3] They also look for women using their cell phone, searching through their purse or doing other activities while walking because they are off guard and can be easily overpowered.

4] The number one place women are abducted from / attacked at is grocery store parking lots.

5] Number two is office parking lots/garages.

6] Number three is public restrooms.

7] The thing about these men is that they are looking to grab a woman and quickly move her to a second location where they don’t have to worry about getting caught.

8] If you put up any kind of a fight at all, they get discouraged because it only takes a minute or two for them to realize that going after you isn’t worth it because it will be time-consuming.

9] These men said they would not pick on women who have umbrellas,or other similar objects that can be used from a distance, in their hands.

10] Keys are not a deterrent because you have to get really close to the attacker to use them as a weapon. So, the idea is to convince these guys you’re not worth it.

POINTS THAT WE SHOULD REMEMBER:

1] If someone is following behind you on a street or in a garage or with you in an elevator or stairwell, look them in the face and ask them a question, like what time is it, or make general small talk: can’t believe it is so cold out here, we’re in for a bad winter. Now that you’ve seen their faces and could identify them in a line- up, you lose appeal as a target.

2] If someone is coming toward you, hold out your hands in front of you and yell Stop or Stay back! Most of the rapists this man talked to said they’d leave a woman alone if she yelled or showed that she would not be afraid to fight back. Again, they are looking for an EASY target.

3] If you carry pepper spray (this instructor was a huge advocate of it and carries it with him wherever he goes,) yelling I HAVE PEPPER SPRAY and holding it out will be a deterrent.

4] If someone grabs you, you can’t beat them with strength but you can do it by outsmarting them. If you are grabbed around the waist from behind, pinch the attacker either under the arm between the elbow and armpit or in the upper inner thigh – HARD. One woman in a class this guy taught told him she used the underarm pinch on a guy who was trying to date rape her and was so upset she broke through the skin and tore out muscle strands the guy needed stitches. Try pinching yourself in those places as hard as you can stand it; it really hurts.

5] After the initial hit, always go for the groin. I know from a particularly unfortunate experience that if you slap a guy’s parts it is extremely painful. You might think that you’ll anger the guy and make him want to hurt you more, but the thing these rapists told our instructor is that they want a woman who will not cause him a lot of trouble. Start causing trouble, and he’s out of there.

6] When the guy puts his hands up to you, grab his first two fingers and bend them back as far as possible with as much pressure pushing down on them as possible. The instructor did it to me without using much pressure, and I ended up on my knees and both knuckles cracked audibly.

7] Of course the things we always hear still apply. Always be aware of your surroundings, take someone with you if you can and if you see any odd behavior, don’t dismiss it, go with your instincts. You may feel little silly at the time, but you’d feel much worse if the guy really was trouble.

FINALLY, PLEASE REMEMBER THESE AS WELL ….

1. Tip from Tae Kwon Do: The elbow is the strongest point on your body. If you are close enough to use it, do it.

2. Learned this from a tourist guide to New Orleans : if a robber asks for your wallet and/or purse, DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM. Toss it away from you…. chances are that he is more interested in your wallet and/or purse than you and he will go for the wallet/purse. RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION!

3. If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car: Kick out the back tail lights and stick your arm out the hole and start waving like crazy. The driver won’t see you but everybody else will. This has saved lives.

4. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping,eating, working, etc., and just sit (doing their checkbook, or making a list, etc. DON’T DO THIS! The predator will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him to get in on the passenger side,put a gun to your head, and tell you where to go. AS SOON AS YOU CLOSE the DOORS , LEAVE.

5. A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, or parking garage:

a. Be aware: look around your car as someone may be hiding at the passenger side , peek into your car, inside the passenger side floor, and in the back seat. ( DO THIS TOO BEFORE RIDING A TAXI CAB) .

b. If you are parked next to a big van, enter your car from the passenger door. Most serial killers attack their victims by pulling them into their vans while the women are attempting to get into their cars.

c. Look at the car parked on the driver’s side of your vehicle, and the passenger side. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk you back out. IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.)

6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. (Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot).

7. If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control, ALWAYS RUN! The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times; And even then, it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN!

8. As women, we are always trying to be sympathetic: STOP IT! It may get you raped, or killed. Ted Bundy, the serial killer, was a good-looking, well educated man, who ALWAYS played on the sympathies of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a limp, and often asked “for help” into his vehicle or with his vehicle, which is when he abducted his next victim.

Send this to any woman you know that may need to be reminded that the world we live in has a lot of crazies in it and it’s better safe than sorry.

If u have compassion reblog this post. ‘Helping hands are better than Praying Lips’ – give us your helping hand.

REBLOG THIS AND LET EVERY GIRL KNOW AT LEAST PEOPLE WILL KNOW WHATS GOING ON IN THIS WORLD. So please reblog this….Your one reblog can Help to spread this information.

THIS COULD ACTUALLY SAVE A LIFE.”

1 year ago

taehyun at anitta's after party 🤌🤌🤌 just vibbin lol

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2 years ago

Little do they know

Little Do They Know
Little Do They Know
Little Do They Know

word count: 2542

pairing: kang taehyun (txt) x moon seo-yeon (female!idol!oc)

summary: Seo-yeon (idol!oc) and Taehyung are ready to take the next step in their relationship when it comes to intimacy and they so happen to have the perfect opportunity

warnings: make-out session, blowjob (I think that's it)

disclaimer: this is my first time posting here and English is not my mother language, please be nice lol (although, feedback is appreciated!). Not proof read, just wrote it at 2 a.m, because feelings

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Seo-yeon licked her lips for what felt like the hundredth time. Glancing at her phone and seeing no new notifications, she sighed.

"See you soon." was the last message he sent.

She bit her bottom lip, legs kicking giddily. Her roommates were out for the day to enjoy their free time outside the dorms, but she chose to stay and spend her time resting and seeing him. It was just her luck that he was free for the day as well after practicing early in the morning, so she was quick to invite him over to watch a movie and just hang out.

It was not his first time coming over to her dorm, so why was her heart racing like that? She felt excitement run over her body as she thought of them spending time alone after so many weeks spent only talking over the phone and face-timing. Maybe that was the reason, the longing for each other, missing cuddling him and talking to him in person.

Or maybe it was what happened the last time they were alone together...

Taehyun's arm tightened around her waist as his free hand coddled her neck, pulling her closer to him as their lips molded against each other. Seo-yeon hummed against his lips, moving around until he hit his back against the wall, her body quick to press against his once again as her hands went traveled up to his hair.

She didn't know exactly how they ended up like this. One moment they were pausing the movie because they were both hungry and decided to make some lamen, but as they waited for the water to boil little kisses turned into a full makeout session in TXT's dorm kitchen.

It wasn't their first time kissing, but it sure was the first time it got that intense between them. Between hair pulling, skin grabbing, and bodies colliding, it sure felt like they were going to another level of intimacy between them. The thought of that made her heart skip a couple of beats and her mouth pressed harder against his, moving swiftly to bite his bottom lip. His short, but low groan was enough to make her want to rub her tights together, excitement running through her veins...

And then the noise of the front door opening in the hallway blew their bubble.

It happened a couple of weeks ago, and they were quick to jump apart and pretend they weren't doing anything besides food when Kai entered the kitchen proclaiming how hungry he was.

Seo-yeon almost laughed at the memory of Taehyun's stiff pose against the oven to hide a high-likely boner. They didn't talk about that again, going on with their lives as usual, but the situation opened a door to a new chapter for their relationship. In the almost one year of relationship, they didn't do anything sexual besides kissing, both because their schedules were a pain in the ass and because Taehyun didn't feel ready for that kind of intimacy, which she could tell by his timid approaches when it came to intimacy in their relationship. She felt the same in the beginning, but as time passed, she was getting a little impatient and wanted more.

Now they were going to be alone again, this time in her dorm, which gave her ideas she probably shouldn't grow expectations for, but really couldn't help herself when she was in a relationship with a hot and sweetheart of a boyfriend.

Her trail of thoughts was broken by the ring of the doorbell. She quickly made her way towards the front door, swinging it open revealing her handsome, makeup-free boyfriend.

"Hyunie" she pulled him inside and into a hug, "I missed you"

Taehyun smiled at her, pecking her lips lovingly, "I missed you too"

Hurrying him to take his shoes off, Seo-yeon pulled him further into the dorm by the hand, "Are your members here?" he asked setting the bag of candies he brought with him.

Seo-yeon shook her head as she went to the kitchen to grab the snacks. "They are out for the day, probably will be back by night"

"Oh"

Seo-yeon sat the snacks on the coffee table in front of them before getting comfortable beside him on the couch, sitting sideways so she could look at him properly.

"How was training today? You look tired," she mumbled, playing with his hair, making him smile.

"It was good. Everyone is getting more excited the closer the tour gets," he said, a smile turning up on his face as he thought about finally getting to travel around the world to perform.

"I'm so happy for you!" she smiled back before her lips turned into a pout, "'M gonna miss you a lot though"

Taehyun kissed her put lovingly, "I'll be back before you know it," he kissed her again "And we'll talk every day," another peck, "Hm?"

Seo-yeon sighed dreamily, humming in agreement with a nod. "You better." she narrowed her eyes at him in a joking manner before moving away, "What movie do you want to see today?"

"Hm... What was the one you wanted to see last week? Let's see that"

Turns out, it didn't really matter what movie they put on. Barely thirty minutes passed and the cuddling and feeding each other the sweets turned into small pecks to a full-on makeout session.

With Taehyun sitting, Seo-yeon easily slid into his lap, pushing herself closer to him when his hands tightened on her waist. Taehyun grunted when she brushed against his crotch, the sound making her do it again, earning to hear more from him. 

As the kisses intensified, Seo-yeon pulled back for a moment, trailing her lips to his jaw, down on his neck where she teased him with her mouth and teeth.

"Baby..." Taehyun moaned breathly. He felt his body heat up under her ministrations, heart racing as he breathed heavily from all the kissing, he felt goosebumps blossom when her fingers trailed down his torso, nails scratching lightly on his skin before stopping just above his pants. He was hard. Painfully so and he didn't know what to do with himself.

Seo-yeon leaned back, just enough to be able to look properly at his face, catching on his dazed gaze, parted lips, and red cheeks. "Is this okay?" she asked softly, hands moving up to his chest once again. "Do you want to stop?"

Taehyun shook his head lightly, "I-I just don't know wh-," he sighed. He glanced at their hands when took his on hers, interlacing their fingers. "You know I am not really... experienced," he mumbled.

"And that's fine," she was quick to reply, moving in to kiss him on the cheek. "We don't need to do anything today if you feel like you are not ready yet"

Taehyun nodded, her words made him feel comfortable and safe. He trusted her with his whole being. As he continued to stare into her eyes, newfound confidence washed over him.

"I am ready," he said with a small smile, making her eyebrow quirk up and heart race. This time, he leaned up and caught her lips on his again, giving it a soft peck before going into a deeper kiss, his tongue tracing her bottom lip before biting into it softly. 

Seo-yeon moaned at the feeling, her hips unconsciously ground down, making her breath catch in her throat when she felt his hard-on against her.

"Let's start with something different," she mumbled against his lips before kissing him one last time, trailing her lips down his neck as she pushed her body away from his, sliding out of the couch. Taehyun's confused expression quickly vanished when she parted his legs apart, settling on her knees in front of him.

"Are- are you sure?" he asked breathless as he felt her hands running up on his thighs, nearing the painful erection he was currently sporting. Seo-yeon wishes she could take a picture of the view in front of her. Taehyun manspreading with heavy breathing, hair a mess from her pulling, lips parted and glistening with red cheeks, and his eyes... his beautiful eyes were staring down at her with such desire she wanted to jump on him. She pressed her thighs together.

Seo-yeon finally let her wandering hands brush against his hard-on, earning a groan in response. "Are you?" she asked, her voice laced with lust and tease.

"Yes," he was quick to reply, making her smile. She caressed him over his sweatpants for a short while, before helping him out of his pants, kissing up his naked thighs. It was not the first time she has done it. In fact, she has had some experience before she started dating Taehyun, so this wasn't something new to her as it was to him. But doing it with him felt like a whole new experience and she wanted him to have the best time tonight.

Slowly sliding down his boxers, she took her time staring at the pretty sight. Wow. She glanced up to look at his face, biting her lip when she saw him staring directly at her. Holding his glance, she took a hold of his member in one hand, starting with the tip, where she softly brushed her thumb over the slit, receiving a sinful moan from her boyfriend, who couldn't help but close his eyes, head dropping at the new feeling of someone that was not him touching his dick.

Spreading the precum he already produced, she leaned in, distributing small licks and kisses all over his dick and stopping just above the tip.  She glanced up at him once again, watching his face when she finally put him into her mouth, sucking the tip with care before her tongue brushed against his slit. 

"Fuck" Taehyun moaned, startled by the sensation. It was too good and it was getting better and better the more of him she took into her mouth. She felt warm, bobbing her head up and down, getting him all wet, and every time her tongue licked on that little vein on the underside of his dick, he felt his whole body shudder. He couldn't help thrusting back sometimes, hands grabbing into the cushion and blanket that lay next to him. 

"Is it good?" she asked against him, kissing the side of his dick. "Hm?" she glanced up, "Look at me, baby. Want you to watch me," she moved back a little, letting her hand take over as she talked to him. "Is it good, Tae?" she asked again, loving his facial expression and the small sounds he was making. 

"So good," he breathed heavily, "Please don't stop," he whined, feeling himself get closer and closer with her ministrations. She smiled naughtily. Fuck he looked so hot.

"Wasn't planning to, baby," she said before going back down, now using her mouth and hand to get him off. He was getting closer, she thought one of his hands moved to her hair, pressing it softly towards him, hips thrusting up more erratically as he tried chasing his orgasm. She complied with his wishes, speeding up on her ministrations. Her movements were getting sloppy, spit drooling down her chin and her eyes stung, tears threatening to fall as she kept going. Giving head was not her favorite thing, but admittedly seeing Taehyun react to her the way he is right now, gave her a newfound likeness towards it. 

Taehyun was fighting to keep his eyes open, wanting to watch her on her knees, mouth wrapped on him, looking so beautiful and making him feel so so good. He moaned at the sensation. He was close, so close, and she seemed to notice because she sped up both mouth and hands. The slurping sound coming from it amplified everything he was feeling, making him unconsciously snap his hips forward, chasing his high.

He came without notice, it happened fast before he could warn her, but Seo-yeon didn't mind much, taking in as much as she could, dazed eyes staring up at her lover. He looked so freaking good post-orgasm, so hot she really wanted to rip his clothes apart and have her way with him.

Taehyun tried to catch his breath, eyes heavy as he stared at her, catching her eyes staring up at him from her position on the floor. "Did you- did you just... Oh my god," he breathed out when she put her tongue out, showing him she swallowed. "I-I'm sorry I didn't warn you before I-" she interrupted him, sliding back on his lap as she helped him tuck in. 

"I don't mind," she mumbled kissing his cheek before looking into his eyes, "H-How was it?" It was the first time she actually felt nervous in the whole situation, heart racing as she waited for his response, moving the slightly damp hair from getting into his eyes.

"The best I ever had," 

"You had others before?" she asked with a quirked brow

"No," he chuckled, "The best orgasm," he explained, kissing her lips as she hummed. "Thank you, baby. I really really enjoyed it" his emphasis made her giggle, kissing him once more, which got deeper when he pulled her head closer. Just like she has don't to him, he trailed his lips down her throat, sucking into the skin just below her ear, "Want to make you feel good too," he mumbled against her lips, his warm breath making her shudder.

She moaned softly. He was so good with his mouth, she could only imagine how good he would be going down on her. "Will you show me how?" he asked timidly against her neck before turning to look into her eyes again.

Seo-yeo nodded breathlessly and he smiled, pulling her body closer to him as their lips brushed against each other. She sigh happily as Taehyun's hands moved around her body, caressing it with such care and love. 

The sound of the door being unlocked broke the spell. Their eyes snapped open as they stared at each other, frozen. It was only when they heard her leader's voice, that they snapped out of it and jumped apart. Luckily, the two were covered, and Seo-yeon was quick to throw the cover over them, cuddling into Taehyun just before her leader entered the living room.

"Hey guys!" she greeted them with a smile "Taehyun, long time no see"

"Hi, noona. How are you?" he asked politely, making small talk with the woman.

"Unnie, I thought you were only coming back at night? Something happened?"

"Oh, my sister had an emergency so we had to cut the plans short. We'll see each other again this weekend"

"That's nice! Do you want to see a movie with us? We were just finishing..." Seo-yeon looked at the TV playing the credits of the movie she didn't really watch. 

"Oh no, that's okay. You guys enjoy your time together. I'll just stay in my room and chill. We can order something for dinner later?"

"Sure!" Both Taehyun and Seo-yeon replied at the same time. 

"Great! Have fun you two," she bid her farewells as she walked away to her room.

Seo-yeon bit her bottom lip, turning to look at Taehyun once her leader was out of sight. He was already looking at her with a sneaky smile and as soon as their eyes met, they both giggled.

"Guess we will have to postpone a bit," Seo-yeon said with a small smile.

"Guess we will," Taehyun kissed her one more time before pulling her into his arms.


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1 year ago

when are you coming home? — seungmin

When Are You Coming Home? Seungmin
When Are You Coming Home? Seungmin
When Are You Coming Home? Seungmin

pairing: kim seungmin x fem!reader

tags: friends to lovers, situationship-ish, boys on tour, smut!!!🔞

warnings: swearing, sexting, dirty talk, undefined relationship status, lewds, a painfully obvious hand kink that is not a reflection on me in any way shape or form 🙃, alcohol, drunk!reader, phone calls, fingering, countless cockblocking, mention of toys.

inspo: ……hands.

wc — 4384

notes: this was supposed to be a short blurb. also ty to @lino-nyangi for giving me the confidence to finish this 🫶🏻

you were a fool. a complete fool.

you just made out with your friend the night before he goes away for his world tour for a good few months. you just ruined your friendship, put yourself in a horrible situation that won’t be resolved until he comes home, risking the chance of him coming back and being too awkward to even talk to you.

you just made out with your friend the night before he goes away for his world tour for a good few months. you just ruined your friendship, put yourself in a horrible situation that won’t be resolved until he comes home, risking the chance of him coming back and being too awkward to even talk to you.

all because you were thinking with your heart (and maybe your pussy was making some good points too) and not your brain. your brain would’ve said to stop. it did say to stop.

but you chose to focus on kim seungmin’s lips instead.

it wasn’t like he didn’t kiss you back… in fact, he was the one who grabbed your waist and pulled you onto his lap. he was the one who slid his tongue into your mouth. he was the one who said your name softly as you pulled away.

and you were the one with a cockblock of a roommate who had to call you at that exact moment to say they forgot their keys and they’re stuck outside in the cold.

looking down at seungmin’s puppy eyes made it near impossible to care about your friend’s wellbeing, but you snapped out of it and sighed.

“i need to go home,” you said, hands flat against seungmin’s chest.

he nodded at you, jaw clenched lightly before he sighed the tension away. then he smiled.

“do you need me to walk you?”

“no, it’s okay, they’re so desperate to get out of the cold that they’re calling me a taxi.”

“when’s it getting here?” he asked, and you noticed his hands were still firmly on your hips. they were warm, which made it impossible to miss just how much of your skin was covered by their warmth.

you looked down at your phone and the tracker map, the taxi was still seven minutes away.

“then come here,” he mumbled, snaking a hand onto your cheek and pulling you back to his lips.

his lips were so soft, and he tasted of the cupcakes you were eating when you watched that movie together—right now you couldn’t even remember the plot of it. all you could think about was the sweet coffee frosting and the way his tongue moved so skilfully against yours. all you could think about was his firm chest against your palms, the way you couldn’t quite tell who’s heart beat you were feeling underneath them.

and then your phone rang again and it was the driver and you grabbed your things and seungmin walked you outside and you wished him good luck on his tour and then you were gone and the next day he was gone and it’s been a week and not a single word from him.

when you finished all your work that day and retrieved your phone from where you were charging it you saw a few new messages.

seung: tour has been super busy so far i don’t think i’ve slept more than six hours this week

seung: if i dissociate hard enough does that count as a nap?

seung: also tell ur roommate they’re on my hit list now

you: why are they on ur hit list????

you: and please sleep minnie

seung: i can’t believe they ruined my one shot

you: wdym

seung: the thought of you kissing me won’t leave my head

seung: since chan’s bday party it’s all i wanted

seung: then i get that and you’re gone

you: you’re gone too mate you’re in fucking thailand

seung: and if i wasn’t in thailand?

you: what..?

seung: if i was home now. what would happen?

you take in a deep breath before you type your next words, a tingling sensation running through the tips of your fingers.

you: if it was up to me?

you: something something your fingers

seung: i don’t speak shy

you: you’re gonna make me say it??

seung: only if you want me to do it

you: kim seungmin

seung: no need to be so formal

you: if you were home now i think it would be nice if your fingers were inside me while we kissed some more

you: if that’s something you wanted ofc

seung: fuck

seung: yeah yeah that’s something i want

seung: that’s something i really really want

seung: i need to go soundcheck now fuck

seung: will be thinking of that forever thanks

you fell asleep with your phone still in your hand, trying to distract yourself with tiktoks until seungmin had another spare moment for you. but that moment only came at 5:47 am when he texted you saying he had no idea what to have for dinner. you asked him what he ended up getting to which he only replied ten hours later.

you were used to communicating like this with him. when he was on tour he was always busy, going from one place to the next and doing interviews and shows, and of course, timezones played a part too. but you noticed this time he was making more of an effort, always texting you random details about his day when he had the chance.

and you did the same for him in return, always snapping pictures of your lunch and sometimes of your outfits too.

before you kissed him, he’d just say normal things. friend things. like “that looks cute!” and “why are you wearing a hat it’s winter”.

now he’s a bit more forward. or maybe it was because you innocently snapped a picture that showed off your body pretty well, in an outfit that was meant to do the same.

seung: where are you going?

you: to the clubs!

seung: yeah you look hot like that

you: thanks

seung: you gonna shoot your shot?

you: i already did

seung: and how did that turn out?

you: got kissed and then abandoned :(

seung: who would do that

you: some guy who cares more about his fans than he cares about me

seung: that is so not true

seung: promise me something?

you: what….

seung: don’t kiss anyone or flirt with anyone

seung: please

you: seung. what is that supposed to mean?

seung: that outfit is gonna drive me crazy

seung: ur body

seung: u could get anyone you wanted you know that?

you: way to avoid the question

seung: it’s all the media training :)

you: i’m not gonna promise anything if you don’t give me a reason

seung: goddamit you know the reason

seung: just… please.

you: seungmin.

seung: i just don’t think it would be fair. i’m not there to beat the other people to it

you: what other people?

seung: i wanna be the only one

it was around two in the morning when you arrived home, the alcohol still rushing through your body and blurring your vision slightly. even though you didn’t make any promises to seungmin, there wasn’t any reason to. no one has been able to catch your attention ever since you first started developing a crush on him, and after kissing him (and the constant flirting since) it was obvious to you you didn’t want anyone else. but seungmin didn’t need to know that yet.

you texted him to tell him you were home, like he asked you too, and a few moments later an incoming facetime call drew your attention to your phone.

you quickly answered it.

“minnie!” you slurred, waving at the camera enthusiastically.

“drunk?” he chuckled.

“obviously,” you rolled your eyes.

it was then you noticed he was wearing his stage outfit, spotting his overalls and jewellery and in-ears.

“you look so good,” you groaned. he laughed. “when’s the show?”

“in like two hours,” he nodded, looking to the side to supposedly check the time. but all you saw was his jaw.

“woah,” you sighed, “god.”

“huh?”

“you’re so hot,”

“you’re still in that outfit,” he retorted.

“well, i can take it off if you really want,” you said before you could even register what you were thinking.

seungmin jumped in his seat, eyes wide and staring at you.

“if i take my shirt off will you give me something in return?”

“huh?” was all he managed.

“can you show me your hands?”

“yeah, yeah,” he stuttered, “anything you want. but—“

you crossed your arms in front of you, rolling the bottom of your shirt up your stomach before seungmin put his hand up as if saying stop. so you did.

“what is it?”

“you’re drunk and i shouldn’t let you.”

“you don’t wanna see my tits?” you grabbed them, drawing his undivided attention to your chest.

“god, how much i want that,” he grumbled. “but not like this. i wanna see you for the first time when i get home.”

you pouted at him, which sent even more of his blood rushing towards his dick. he clenched his jaw tightly.

“did you keep your promise?” he decided to change the subject.

you nodded quickly. “obviously. wouldn’t wanna fuck anyone that isn’t you.”

evidently, any filter you had had drowned in the alcohol and was now rendered useless.

seungmin gaped at you.

“you want us to fuck?”

“so bad,” you groaned, “like, if i was there and you just had two hours to chill i’d beg you to fuck me in your dressing room.”

“you’re trying to kill me,” seungmin mumbled.

“you know ever since chan’s party i think of you when i touch myself,” you said, casually.

so casually that seungmin was left to blink at you as the words registered in his brain.

“what do you think about?”

“i dunno,” you shrugged, bringing a finger to your collarbone subconsciously, “just… being with you.”

“oh, like—“ but before seungmin could say anything else han walked into his room, speaking loudly about something to do with the food he found for lunch.

you said hello to jisung and talked to him for a few more minutes before felix came into the room as well.

you could see seungmin’s side eye at his members, and it made you giggle loudly, but neither of them focused on that too much when they realised you were just drunk.

after a catch up with felix you decided you were tired and went to bed.

seungmin couldn’t believe how bad his luck is.

seungmin’s wish to see you for the first time in person was quickly forgotten. the more times you asked him if he wanted to see you, the more he considered just how long it was gonna be before he came home. so when you suggested it again on one of your two am facetime calls, seungmin let out a breathy “please.”

he bit his lip, smiling cheekily at you as he watched you through the screen running your hands up and down your chest.

he brought his thumb to his lips, mumbling something as he clearly wasn’t focusing on your face.

“what was that?”

“you’re so beautiful,” he said, rolling his eyes in frustration. “i wish i was there.”

“only a few more weeks, minnie,” you reminded him, shifting around to show off a better angle of your body.

“i wanna touch you and hold you and kiss you and fuck you and—“ he groaned again, “—this is so unfair. why can’t you come out here?”

“because—“

“—i’ll pay for everything, we’ll book a room for you and whatever you need.”

“i can’t ask work to just let me go next week.”

“then the week after?”

“i need to ask like six months in advance,” you sighed.

“that’s such bullshit. quit your job and come on tour with us.”

“and you’ll pay my rent and my bills and my t—“

“i’ll pay for everything,” he repeated. and although it gave you butterflies you knew that wasn’t realistic. you couldn’t ask that of him, and besides, you didn’t want that. you did want to see him, but you also had your life. and that came first.

“whatever you say, minnie,” you dropped it quickly.

“okay,” he knew to drop it as well, blinking the bangs away from his eyes as his gaze settled back on your face.

“i do really miss you. regardless of all the things we’ve been talking about lately. i wanna hang out with you again.”

“yeah,” you smiled at him, “i miss you, too. when are you coming home?”

the tour was coming to an end, the last few shows left. you still talked to seungmin almost every day, about work and your life and his life and the tour and everything in between. and most nights it would end up with most of your clothes off in front of each other, whispering dirty things down the phone.

with only a couple weeks left, you were really starting to lose your patience. you felt a longing for seungmin, which wasn’t new, but with it being obvious that the only thing in your way now was distance it drove you insane. you dreamt about him and thought about him and wanted him.

you never thought your stupid kiss would lead to anything other than awkwardness, but making your feelings known to seungmin was all he needed to push him out of the pining phase and into the chasing the girl he liked phase.

as you were eating your breakfast you opened your social media and started scrolling aimlessly; until you gasped, finger hovering above your screen as you stopped on seungmin’s latest instagram post. you weren’t even sure if he was trying to take a picture of his face at all—when all anyone could see was his hands.

his really really beautiful hands.

without even thinking about it you opened your chat with him and typed out a quick message. before you could overthink it you switch back to the pictures, admiring them in their full glory.

you: kim seungmin.

seung: either you’re mad at something or you opened instagram

you: so it was an intentional attack i see

seung: yes

seung: planned and executed to perfection

you: and what might this attack be in retaliation too?

seung: had a dirty dream about you

seung: needed your attention

you: could’ve just asked????

seung: not as fun

you: what was your dream about?

next came a voice message. you squeezed your thighs without even realising it, anticipation crawling up your skin as you pressed play.

seungmin went into great detail about a date in one of the fancy restaurants he visited in japan recently, about how cute you looked and that felix was your waiter and there were only cupcakes on the menu.

and then he laughed, deep and slow, before he said, “and you just dragged me to the roof of that restaurant and begged me. you were on your knees and everything.”

you started typing, urging him to tell you more about this dream of his when another message came through.

“as soon as i touched you i woke up, which is ironic considering we keep getting cockblocked by someone.”

“felix would be a good waiter,” you recorded back, “but i wouldn’t trust him with a tower of cups.”

“is that your main takeaway?” he laughed loudly. you could almost picture him covering his smile with his hand.

“sucking you off on a roof would be cool,” you shrugged, even if he couldn’t see it.

his laughed echoed through your ears before he wished you a good day, and told you to eat lots of food.

you knew seungmin was back home when he called you through his normal number and not his apple id.

“what are your plans tonight?” he asked, before saying hello or anything else.

“i’m having dinner with my friends,” you said.

“do you want me to pick you up after?”

“no,” you let the silence stretch for a second or two before adding, “it’s close to yours so i’ll just come over after?”

“you had to be a little shit, huh?” you can hear his smirk. you’ve grown so used to only hearing him, and sometimes seeing him through your phone, your heart races at the idea of getting to see him in front of you.

it’s eight hours later when you knock on seungmin’s door.

he opened the door, your chest rising as you took in a deep breath. his hair looked much brighter in person, and he was a little more tan than the pictures showed. and he was smiling at you as he flicked his bangs away from his face.

“hello,” he said, formally, bowing at you.

you slapped his chest, pushing past him as you toed off your shoes and walked inside.

“you have no manners,” he tsked at you, as he wrapped his arms around your shoulders and pulled you into his chest.

“i missed you,” you mumbled into his hoodie, locking your arms behind his back and squeezing him closer to you.

you could feel his chin resting against your head, his thumb rubbing against your shoulder.

and then his finger wrapped around your chin as he brought your face up to his, brushing your lips together.

he pulled away, ever so slightly, smiling softly down at you.

“hi,” he grinned.

“hi,” you sighed.

he brought his hand to your cheek, pulling you in closer, kissing you passionately. it was as if all those months apart was leading to this moment, to the what if you never had to leave that first night you kissed him.

somehow you got pinned against the kitchen counter, and then seungmin grabbed onto your thighs, mumbling a soft “up,” against your lips before he lifted you onto the cold marble.

he slotted himself easily between your legs, his arms caging your body from either side.

“wait,” you said, pushing at his shoulders. the pair of you caught your breaths, looking at each other with nothing but want. but as soon as you pushed him away seungmin straightened himself up, creating more distance between you.

“where are the boys?”

“out,” seungmin nodded, “i told them not to come back without warning.”

you laughed loudly at that. “so we’re not getting cockblocked this time?”

“we most definitely are,” he sighed dramatically, “but this time it won’t be seconds before i take my dick out.”

the memory from that one call in melbourne was still painful in your mind, hyunjin coming into seungmin’s room at the worst possible moment. but at least the pair of you could laugh about it now.

“let’s test that theory,” you grinned, running your hand down his shoulder and all the way to the band of his sweats. you gripped it as you pulled him closer to you.

seungmin’s eyes gaped at you, his jaw dropping slightly before he started laughing.

you locked eyes with him, silently asking him if you could keep going. the eager look in his eyes was enough to tell you to cup him through his sweats.

he brought his hands to your knees, gliding them upwards before he grabbed your thighs and pushed them open.

you captured his lips in yours, a small groan leaving his lips as you started palming him through the soft material, his cock hardening under your touch.

seungmin wasted no time in returning the favour, running his thumb up and down your core as the kiss got more passionate, more sloppy.

“bedroom?” he asked when you pulled away for air.

you practically jumped off the counter, grabbing his hand and pulling him towards his bedroom.

his suitcase still stood in the corner of the room but you didn’t say anything about it, mainly because seungmin lifted you up and placed you in the middle of the bed before you registered what was going on.

then his lips were on yours again, and so were his hips, and the pair of you moved against each other—small moans filling the room.

“god, i can’t believe this,” he mumbled against your skin, kissing your neck and jaw as his hand inched closer to your chest. “i waited so long for this.”

“me too, minnie,” you nodded, grabbing his hand and kissing his palm. “want your hands.”

“where do you want them?” he smirked, watching in awe as you started kissing his knuckles, his fingers, his wrist.

“anywhere,” you giggled, “everywhere.”

“like them that much?” he raised his eyebrows, grinding his hips into yours. the pressure was just right, a loud moan leaving your lips. seungmin repeated his actions, eyes locked on your lips as you kept kissing every part of his hand you could.

his other hand slid underneath your shirt, grabbing your chest as he rolled your nipple between his fingers.

you arched your back at the pleasure, neglecting your task of admiring his hand.

“y/n,” he called your attention, finger running against your lips, “focus, yeah?”

you nodded, kissing the tip of his finger. you weren’t sure what possessed you to do what you did next, but you slowly opened your mouth and let his finger fall against your tongue. then you sucked on it, giggling slightly at seungmin’s bewilderment.

he only started moving faster, urged on by your muffled moans, before he scrunched your shirt all the way up and started kissing your chest.

“seung,” you breathed, slipping your hand into his hair. you didn’t need to tell him anything else as he slowly wrapped his lips around your nipple, sucking and licking and smiling as you arched your back in response.

he planted more kisses against your chest and then your stomach and then over your leggings, where the wet patch was getting embarrassingly visible.

“want my fingers here, bubs?” he asked, carefully, running a light finger over the spot you seemed to enjoy the most.

you nodded eagerly.

he slipped his hand into your underwear, smirking at you as he slowly rubbed the tip of his finger around your entrance.

“wet…” he mumbled softly, “wet and warm.”

“minnie, please,” you bucked your hips up.

he clicked his tongue, shaking his head.

“i know what you want,” he kissed your cheek, “so just trust that i’ll give it to you.”

“but,” you sighed, “waited so long.”

“what’s another five minutes then?” he smiled, rubbing up and down your folds.

“you were gone for weeks,” you complained, but it fell short when his finger rubbed your clit softly and you gasped desperately.

“and i wanted you for months,” he said, face inches away from yours. “god, i’ve wanted you for ages. thought about you all the time, wishing i could have you.”

“then have me, seungmin, stop teasing,” you whined.

he clicked his tongue again. “payback and all.”

“how is it payback when i wanted you too?” you exclaimed, laughing airily.

“didn’t say anything,” he shrugs, “so i’m teaching you to use your words better. for next time.”

“next time?” you blinked.

“mhm,” he started circling your entrance again, pushing his finger in slowly, “next time.”

he sunk his finger all the way inside you, the length enough that you could feel a pressure in your stomach. and although seungmin really wanted to keep teasing you, the reaction he got was too good—and so he pushed his fingers in again and again and again until you were chanting at him not to stop.

and then you came all over his fingers.

seungmin softly kissed your shoulder as you caught your breath, brushing your hair out of your face. he slowly pulled his fingers away, delicately, and was about to grab a tissue from his nightstand before you grabbed his wrist.

he looked at you questioningly, his jaw dropping when you brought his fingers to your mouth again and licked them clean.

“holy fuck,” he chuckled. “i fucking—“

and then his phone rang. “oh, im gonna kill someone. yeah, im going to kill them.”

you chuckled at him when you looked over at his phone and spotted felix’s caller id.

seungmin answered, huffing out a sound as a greeting. “cool, thanks.”

he threw his phone into the pillow before he collapsed on top of you, burying his face in your chest. “they’re on the way back now.”

you soothed his grumbling, running your hands across his shoulder softly.

“that’s okay. do you wanna watch a movie now?”

after you cleaned yourself up the pair of you migrated to the living room, putting on a movie you both watched before as you snuggled closer to seungmin’s chest. he had his arm around your shoulder, his finger playing with your hair.

even though the movie was playing, and you were supposed to act normal, you still spent your time kissing his knuckles—unable to just not when his hands were so beautiful. seungmin laughed at you for it.

when the boys got back, jeongin made a comment at how he thought seungmin was actually getting some and that’s why they were asked to leave.

“thanks for that,” seungmin said, sarcastically. the boys didn’t notice how you buried yourself in the blanket as a blush crept up your neck.

the next day seungmin told you he was leaving again in two days for some fansign event for their album. it wasn’t an airplane away, but it was far, and he wouldn’t be back for a few days.

“but don’t worry, i got you something to make up for it.”

“you got me something?” you gasped. “no, you didn’t need to at all!”

“it’s for me too,” he smirked at you.

just then the waiter came around to ask for your orders.

“what does that mean?” you whispered after they left.

“you’ll see. it’s getting posted to yours.”

three days later, after sending seungmin a selfie on your walk home so he could see you were safe, you found a package by your door.

you quickly opened it, knowing it was seungmin’s gift as you didn’t order anything.

you felt your whole body tingle when you realised what it was. an app controlled vibrator.

you: kim seungmin.

seung <3: it isn’t my hands, but think you wanna use it?

you: yes!!!!! but only if you still send me mirror selfies.

seung <3: obvs. tell me when to turn it on babe

you: you’re gonna use this for evil, huh?

seung <3: don’t act like we’ve just met

you: ugh. menace

seung <3: your menace 😗

you: …

you: i hate you.

you: when are you coming home?