What About Non Idol! Jungwon And Shy! Reader Who Have Their First Time Together (as A Couple) And She

what about non idol! jungwon and shy! reader who have their first time together (as a couple) and she is too shy to look at him naked...

can i be 💌 anon?

ofc annonie!! its yours <3

8:37 PM — first time w/ jungwon

PAIRING: y.jw x shy!reader

WC: 1k

WARNINGS: smut, masturbation, pet names, pillow humping, wonnie is a tease

a/n: okay but i feel like he would be such a tease but so sweet at the same time like he's so attentive and soft but playful guys i love him😵‍💫

jungwon was eyeing you like you were prey for him to sink his teeth into, eyes dark with lust. you were starting to feel flustered as he continued to unashamedly check you out, his lip between his teeth as he racked his eyes over your almost naked form, only your panties left on you.

he noticed you averting your gaze from his, cute pink dusting your cheeks.

"doll? don't be shy in front of me," he whispered gently as he took your cheeks in his soft palms, thumb brushing over your bottom lip and a sweet smile making its way on his face when you finally looked into his eyes. “there we go, keep your eyes on me pretty."

he unbuckled his belt and slid his pants down before sitting on the couch in front of you, his legs spread open with his raging hard cock on display, covered only by his underwear. he took his shirt off too, the sight of his toned front almost making you drool.

“like what you see, mhh?” he said with a lopsided grin on his beautiful features, the softness of his face a stark contrast to the glint in his eyes. his head was leaning sideways from how amused he was at your cute reactions, and the embarrassed whine you accidentally let slip out at his question only prompted him to continue his teasing. he spread his legs further, starting to palm himself through the thin fabric of his briefs, a tiny wet spot showing where his precum leaked.

the air in the room was thick from the tension between you two as you looked the other way when he slid the fabric down, his cock slapping against his toned stomach.

“come sit down with me." he patted his naked thigh a few times. “i don’t bite."

he looked up at you, bangs slightly covering his eyes as you walked towards him, eyes looking everywhere but where he sat.

"yet, that is.”

he made it sound more like a promise than a threat and you couldn't help but squeeze your thighs together at the thought of what that might entail, eager to find out despite your shyness.

“let's get rid of these, yeah?” he grabbed your hip roughly and brought you closer to him. he slid your ruined panties off, soaked from anticipation, and threw them carelessly to his side.

“gorgeous” his breath itched in his throat at the sight of your cunt, folds puffy from neglect. you felt mortified at the way he spoke, but you could feel even more wetness seeping out of you, even though you don’t think you could ever admit that to him without dying of embarrassment.

two of his fingers immediately slid between your folds to collect some of your slick, eliciting a moan from you. he brought them to his mouth, humming at your taste as it coated his tongue.

“delicious too, such a perfect little pussy." he spit in his hand and grabbed the base of his cock, pumping it a few times, a sinful groan leaving his pink lips, plumped from all the biting they received earlier.

you didn't know what to do, too shy to look at him, too embarrassed to ask for his touch; but also way too needy to just ignore him, his soft sounds sending waves of heat straight to your lower abdomen.

“won,” you whine, tears brimming your eyes when laughed lovingly at you.

“is my baby too shy to look at me?” he asks, voice airy as he tried to get you to look at him. but you were keen on avoiding his figure as much as possible, almost entirely turned the other way.

“so my baby is shy, but wants to feel good too,” he pondered, prompting you to nod lightly.

“well that's too bad, i won’t give you anything until you look at me.”

he knew he was being a little mean and knew you were very shy, but he needed you to let loose completely so he could be sure you were having a good time later on. the last thing he would ever want was for you to be uncomfortable while he fucked you. he'd stop whenever you asked him, but he'd rather embarrass you a little now while you could easily stop without having taken such a big step in your relationship.

you took a few deep breaths before turning towards him, eyes immediately falling to his length, the sight making you press your thighs together harder.

when he was sure that he had your attention fully he made a scene of flexing his arm muscles even more, speeding up his actions as his hips shot up to meet his hand with short thrusts.

the wet squelches his movements caused had you instinctively grind down on the couch, bare cunt leaving marks of wetness on one of the pillows every time your slick touched the rough fabric.

“you're dripping doll,” he moaned, his actions never once faltering and his gaze moving from your pussy to your face, your lip between your teeth and eyebrows all scrunched up in concentration.

“‘s all for you wonnie."

his moans were whiny as he threw his head back, eyes closed and hand stilling at his base to stop himself from cumming—you just sounded so pretty for him, he couldn't wait to hear how you'd sound while being split open on his cock.

you gasped out loud when your clit accidentally caught on the rough fabric, and you tired to move your hips the exact same way again to recreate the feeling, but you couldn't find the right angle. you were starting to get frustrated, whines of complaining spilling from you.

jungwon sensed your desperation and finally stilled your hips with his hands and pushed you to lean back as he hovered over you. he grabbed a fistful of your hair and brought your face to his, smashing his lips over yours roughly.

his movements were rough and hungry, kiss messy and wet as he slid his tongue in your mouth. you kissed him back eagerly with all you had, any shyness and reservations gone, only desperation forcing you to move and get a hold of his member, the slight force you applied on your grip earning you a hiss from him. you position it over your wet cunt, sliding it between your folds a few times to get your slick to cover it entirely.

“please wonnie? want you inside me," you begged against his lips, pretty eyes opening as you rested your forehead on his.

he had to collect himself for a moment, his eyes still closed as he tried his best to not turn you around and fuck the daylights out of you. where did his shy baby go? when did she get replaced by the little minx in front of him?

but how could he ever say no when you were begging for him so sweetly? he opened his eyes to meet your gaze, yours looking at him wide and glossy, tiny tears brimming your lashes and full lips raw and pouty.

he grabbed his cock and slapped it a few times over your sensitive pussy, ignoring the mewls that left your lips. he positioned the tip to your entrance and nearly moaned out loud when you moved your hips on his tip as if trying to coax him to sheath himself into you faster.

"you're gonna be the end of me, pretty doll."

SUNOO XO (Only If You Say Yes) 071224

emergency contact | park sunghoon x reader

prompt: weeks after your breakup, sunghoon finds out that he’s still your emergency contact. pairing: non-idol sunghoon x implied female reader genre: angst with hopeful/happy? ending; second chance romance??; exes to lovers??? word count: 2800 note: i’ve had a cute fic idea that i wanted to write forever…but this is not it. the sad demons have visited me once again. hope y’all enjoy nevertheless and any feedback is much appreciated <3

sunghoon was miserable. 

it had been three weeks, five days, two hours, and thirty-two minutes since the two of you had gone no contact.

he wished he could say he was happy to be single, that he was no longer “locked down” and “whipped” as his friends had always called him. but the so-called “freedom” felt like hell since it meant losing you.

at first, he kept telling himself that time would heal the pain. “it’s natural,” he had repeated like a mantra, “she was your best friend and lover for years.” but no, this heartbreak was inhumane. his desire to see you, apologize endlessly, and spend days holding you until you could feel every ounce of his love was gnawing at his soul. if anything, it got worse by the minute.

he had tried so hard to balance work and the rest of his life, using the excuse several times that he was securing this future for your shared life with him. that one day, you’d be able to reap the rewards of his efforts and live comfortably together without stress.

but what was the use of all of that now? the future he had worked so hard to create was ripped out from his hands by no one other than himself. 

you had accused him of being too busy for you. dates canceled at the last minute, a birthday forgotten, and all the texts left on read had built up to the argument that ended it all. he was always good at fighting, a little too good. he had retorted that you weren’t being supportive, and he was never one to sugarcoat his words. his tongue was sharp, and he did nothing to dull its blade.

but there wasn’t too much yelling on your part, and he thought that that hurt more. he wanted you to fight back, to stand your ground because he knew deep down that he was being the asshole. his toxic thought was that by you fighting back, this meant that you were still fighting for your relationship. but instead, you just stared with silent tears and a blank expression. seeing the indifference in eyes that had previously held so much love was a sight that would stay with him forever. so, in fear of you leaving, he ran instead.

he was a coward, leaving your shared home to run back to the apartment he had still technically owned but hadn’t lived in for more than a year. he locked himself away for a few days, but the realization that you hadn’t attempted to contact him burned more than he could put into words. you were done with him. he had hurt you, had the audacity to be the one to run, and now he had lost you.

he had even run from his job. he couldn’t stand to walk into the same building he stayed in when he forgot dates with you. his coworkers wouldn’t stop asking what happened to him, why he looked so rough. he even found an empty container that had once held lunch you made for him. but his final straw was getting promoted. his first instinct was to call you, but he remembered the sad truth before he could dial. any ounce of pride was washed away with shame in that moment. that same day, he quit without notice.

so there he was: miserable, alone, and unemployed with nothing left to run from but memories. he had spent the last week going through his phone and saving your pictures together in a locked album. he wouldn’t dare delete them, but he couldn’t stomach looking at you either.

he wished he could get drunk and sleep away the pain. he had tried, he definitely did - but that night, he dreamt of you. you were smiling at first, eyes ever full of love. you were speaking, yet he couldn’t hear you. but he could see how your words started to gradually look sadder, and slowly, tears started to fall as your grin dropped. he woke up that next morning crying with the conclusion that he would have to face this heartbreak sober.

but another day of scrolling through albums had stopped abruptly when he saw the notification that changed everything.

SOS i called emergency services from this approximate location after my watch detected a hard fall. you are receiving this message because i have you listed as my emergency contact.

sunghoon had to remind himself to breathe.

he had purchased that watch for you as a “just because” present months ago. you had complained of bad sleep and he wanted you to use it as a way to track your slumber. he hated seeing you tired. he knew that the watch had a fall detection function, but it had never been used before.

his heart was in his stomach as he went to his favorite contacts page and selected your name for the first time in weeks.

“please,” he begged, all notion of running away from you leaving his brain, “pick up please.”

but you just weren’t answering. so he tried again and again and again.

for a moment while the line attempted to connect, he wondered if this was how he had made you feel for months - desperate for a sliver of attention from him. but instead, he was desperate for a sign of life.

finally, after about two minutes of trying to reach you, his body moved of its own accord. before he knew it, his car keys were in his hands and he was out the door.

the car ride there might have been the worst part. the speed at which he drove at almost defied the laws of physics. other drivers were cursing at him but he wasn’t registering anything except the thought of your safety. he just needed to get to you.

why did he run? why didn’t he try to talk it out? if he was so afraid of losing you, why did he do the one thing that would guarantee that? he should have been there like he promised to be from the beginning. you would have been safe with him.

when he pulled up to the house you had shared for so long, he suddenly felt the world slow down. why were emergency services there? you should’ve canceled them by now.

he had to double park as the ambulance was blocking the driveway. why were they here?

the emts and police had arrived at the same time as him, which both increased his anxiety and soothed him. for one, that meant he had been quick enough. but why did you need them?

“sir, do you know–” an officer had approached him as he stumbled to the front door. all he could understand was your name. why were they asking if he knew you? of course he knew you. you, the love of his life. you, his soulmate by every meaning of the word. you were you. and you were safe.

as if sensing his distress, he felt an emt worker pull him to the side as the same officer prepared to break down the door. seeing this, sunghoon finally returned to his senses.

“w-wait! sorry, i have a key.” sunghoon’s hands were shaking. the only way that door had unlocked was by pure muscle memory because he didn’t understand what he was doing at all.

as soon as the door opened, sunghoon tried to step in. finally, he was close to you. 

the officer, however, pulled him back.

“sir, you should wait here. we need to make an initial search before you can go in.”

“what, why? if she’s in there, i want to see–”

“sir, it’s just in case we find something we wouldn’t want you to see.”

all of sunghoon’s hesitation and fear went out the window at those words. his body flew automatically as he ran inside.

he screamed your name as he rushed in, ignoring the yells of the police officers who followed him in. as it had been for almost four weeks, his only thought was you. he just needed you.

he checked the ground floor first, eyes scanning the open space in less than a second as his body avoided an officer trying to grab him. sunghoon then moved to the staircase, long legs prepared to skip steps to reach you. then suddenly, he heard the voice his ears had been longing for,

“sunghoon?!”

his head shot up. there you were, finally. he saw the sadness, confusion, and fear all flash your face as you registered the emergency workers behind him. you looked exhausted and unruly, but he had never felt more in love.

he didn’t even remember climbing the steps, but suddenly he was at the top of the staircase and you were in his arms. 

you could feel him trembling as he held you. you took his face into your hands to look at him, “sunghoon? what’s wrong? why are you here? is it my parents? is someone hurt?” you watched as his mouth opened but no words came out. after a few seconds, one of the officers spoke from the bottom of the steps,

“ma’am, we received an alert from your device that a hard fall had occurred.”

suddenly, you understood everything. taking sunghoon’s hand gently, you led him down the stairs, afraid he’d fall from shock. he followed you silently, but his grip tightened seemingly with every step.

that’s when you noticed your shattered watch on the third step.

you let sunghoon go and you could hear his deep breath when you did. you picked up the watch and offered it up to the officer as an explanation, “i’m sorry officer, it looks like there’s been a misunderstanding…”

the officer nodded in understanding, and dismissed the emts, “got it, ma’am. we will still need a formal report for our records since this was registered as an emergency call.” he motioned to your couch as he took out a pen and paper.

you reached for sunghoon’s hand once more and led him to sit with you. in the moment, you knew he needed you more than you would ever understand. so, as you explained to the officer, you held his trembling hand, rubbing soothing circles with your thumb.

“i was doing laundry here downstairs and had taken off my watch to prevent it from getting wet,” you recounted, “i put it on top of the basket of clothes that i took upstairs. i remember tripping a little going up the stairs - i didn’t fall, but that must’ve been when the watch fell."

"what about your phone, where is it? i'm sure your boyfriend must've tried to call you."

sunghoon slowly nodded at that, turning to look at you. you smiled sheepishly, "i left it upstairs and it was on silent while i folded the clothes. i’m so sorry for the inconvenience.”

after finishing up your statement, the remaining officer prepared to leave. as he walked out the door, he gave a soft smile to the both of you,

“glad to see it was a false alarm, ma’am. you had this gentleman quite worried - ran so fast i couldn’t even grab him!” the officer laughed, “you two have a nice day now! sorry about your watch, though!”

after he shut your door, the silence enveloped your home. you closed your eyes and breathed deeply to prepare to speak to your ex-boyfriend. but as soon as you opened them, sunghoon started to cry softly.

he hugged you tighter than he ever had, and soon enough, his face was buried in your neck. his cries were silent, but you could feel his body shaking as his tears soaked your shirt.

“sunghoon…” you started, stroking his back, “i’m sorry i worried you, honey.”

you knew you shouldn’t be calling your ex pet names, especially an ex that had run from you without properly ending the relationship. but your heart still held so much love for him that it flowed out naturally. and you knew he was crying from more than just worry, so you doubt he minded at all in the moment.

his crying slowed down as his arms took to loosely wrapping around your waist instead. he pulled away from your neck to rest his forehead on yours. from this angle, you could see his swollen eyes and red nose - a sight so rare in all the years you had dated. he was never a crier after all.

but memories of several late-night conversations rushed your mind. he always said his number one fear was your death, and now you could see he had never lied about that.

he could see your mind go elsewhere so he called your name softly, “don’t say you’re sorry. i’m so happy, these are relieved tears. and i just really, really missed you.” he croaked out. you knew he had more to say, so you just nodded, letting him go on.

“and i’m sorry, baby. for everything. i shouldn’t have run, i shouldn’t have tried to egg you on to fight me back. i shouldn’t have even fought anything you said that night. you were right. i didn’t prioritize you. in my attempt to secure you for life, i let you go instead. i’m so sorry, i never wanted to break up.” he was rambling in earnest now, afraid that no words would make you take him back.

you listened quietly as he went on for a few minutes after that, hand continuing to rub his back, “i know honey, i know.”

“baby, you need to understand that i almost died thinking you almost died today,” you could’ve laughed at how dramatically he spoke, “i couldn’t breathe right thinking that our last conversation could’ve been an argument. that you wouldn't have ever known just how deeply i love you and need you. i have so much regret for how i treated you, but if you’d give me the chance, i have all the time in the world to make it up to you…let’s go on that vacation i promised you. we can leave tomorrow if you’d like.” he smiled hopefully at you.

“hoon,” his heart soared at the use of his beloved nickname, “what do you mean? don’t you have work? can you really leave with such short notice?”

“i quit my job.”

“excuse me?”

“no job that made me work that much is worth it. i’ll find one with better work-life balance…after our vacation. if that’s what you still want of course…” he spoke more quietly, as if afraid of rejection.

you sighed. you really should be realistic with this - you two had been broken up for a few weeks at that point. you knew the love was still there, but was this a good decision?

while there was still some hesitation on your part, you couldn't help but notice how gingerly he held you. his arms were still around your waist loosely, yet there was something desperate about their hold. you knew he was holding back from hurting you - you could tell how tightly he wanted to hug you.

he was so shaken up at the idea of you being hurt that he rushed over there despite the two of you not being on speaking terms. for someone who had trouble communicating how he felt sometimes, you knew his actions spoke louder than words. he always acted brave, but there was so much he feared. and you knew losing you was always at the top of this list.

you could also feel how he was simply soaking in the sight of your face. his eyes were shy, yet determined. he wasn't going to risk missing another second of staring at you. a part of you grew conscious, but you knew he was just taking in what he had missed for weeks.

“what about…” you started and almost giggled at how he perked up, “we take it slow - another two weeks or so to talk everything out and relax? to get us to a good place again before you hold me hostage in some foreign country?”

sunghoon smiled softly, kissing your forehead. you leaned in naturally to his warmth, to his touch that you missed so much. “that sounds like a great idea, love.” he spoke, “we’ll get you a new watch too. and i’ll do all the itinerary planning and packing whenever you’re ready, okay? i love you.”

“okay. and i love you too. can’t wait to enjoy your unemployment with you for now!”

one smile and nod from you had him taking you into his arms once more, relishing in your being. he was back where he belonged. he had experienced the scariest reminder ever that he needed you, and sunghoon was never letting you go now.

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I KNOW RIGHT ⤿ 𝓅ark 𝓈unghoon .

𝓈ynopsis. where sunghoon has to take providences after some guys had flirted with you last night. pairing. jealous!sunghoon x jealous!reader genre. fluff, crack. wc: 845. 𝓶aster𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽.

WARNINGS : not proofread, curse words, fem.reader,

ce𝒸e no𝓉ℯ𝓈 : HOWDY! 🤠 cece posting twice today whaaaattt

"hoon, do you really think this is necessary?" you asked your boyfriend as you walked in prada's store.

"what do you mean?" he adjusted his black shades. "i'm just protecting what is mine." he shrugged, following you like a shadow.

you rolled your eyes before being greeted by one of the workers there. sunghoon was looking around the store while wearing his black coat, black trousers, black turtleneck jumper, and simply standing there with his black shoes while hiding his eyes with that black shades inside of a freaking mall.

"is he your bodyguard?" the worker asked playfully, glancing at sughoon, receiving no more but a side eye from him.

you decided to tease sunghoon by saying: "yeah, he is, right, alfredo?"

"really? alfredo?" sunghoon scoffed while walking holding your hands, carrying your prada store bag, still upset with the name you called him a few minutes earlier.

you giggled. "you almost threw hands at that woman when she took the credit card from my hand hoon!" you pointed out.

"what can i say? you're too pretty! i have keep an eye in everyone inside this place." he squinted his eyes, pretending to be looking around for threats.

you flicked his forehead, making him turn his head at you with a whiny frown. "stop being so jealous." you kissed his cheek.

"stop being so pretty then." he talked back.

"no!"

"then deal with your hot boyfriend being your bodyguard!"

"yeah, it'll be it." sunghoon nodded his head at the worker across the balcony, asking if you wanted something else from the bakery seconds before confirming.

"card or cash?"

"card please." he handed the lady his black card, and you noticed how she took the card from his hands with a pinch of something; biting onto her bottom lip while holding the credit card's machine, waiting for sunghoon to finish typing his password.

"thank you handsome, you can sit and wait for your order."

you gave the lady across the balcony a dirty look and sunghoon — possessively — took your hand after thanking the worker, sensing your rage against the black haired woman. you sat on the table and avoided your boyfriend eyes, afraid that your burning eyes could burn his beautiful face.

"baby?" he rubbed his thumb against your hand knuckles.

"mhm?"

"i love you." sunghoon noticed how your face lifted up when he said that after a few minutes of a tense and uncomfortable silence.

"that woman was almost jumping onto you and kissing your lips!" you suddenly whined, pouting.

"i didn't really noticed baby,"

"how?! it was so obvious sunghoon-"

"i only have eyes for you dummy." he chuckled, placing a kiss on your hand, making you blush.

after a few minutes sharing sweet glances and a few sweets touch with your boyfriend, the same lady arrived as a waitress, and it seemed like she just changed roles with her friend just to see the pretty boy sitting across of you again. "excuse me, here is your order and here is a little gift..." she handed your boyfriend a piece of paper and blinked at him; walking away after literally ignoring you.

you took a peek at the untouched paper laying on the table. "aren't you gonna read it?" you nodded at the paper.

"why should i?" he took a sip from his expresso. "i already have a big gift sat in front of me." sunghoon smirked, but hid it behind the small tea-cup.

you chuckled before stealing the paper and reading it: it was written her phone number and a little note saying "i'm prettier than your girlfriend -_<".

"wanna know what she just wrote?" you asked sunghoon between a chuckle.

"no."

you sighed, "you're too good to be true, but no fun." you clicked your tongue while shaking your head, sliding the paper back to sunghoon's side.

"why are you giving me this shit back?" he placed the tea-cup back to the table, glancing at you like you just offended him.

you shrugged, taking a sip from your ordered drink of preference. "i don't know."

"i'll be right back," he stood up. "make sure no one approaches you, specially men!" he pointed his finger at you, and you laughed at his action, nodding. "good."

you watched sunghoon walk closer to a bin and throwing the received paper from the waitress in the trash, walking back closer to you. "done."

"i was thinking here,"

"thinking what?" he sat back across you.

"i think i'm the one who might have to start being your bodyguard from now on."

"why?"

"besides that lady," you nodded your head at a few girls sat on a table, and watching how their eyes were falling onto your boyfriend's face. "that girls where looking at you."

"well, i saw another few men looking at you while we were ordering." sunghoon shrugged. "and they were just behind us."

"oh really?" your boyfriend nodded, pursing his lips. "that's what we earn for being a beautiful couple." sunghoon chuckled, a proud smirk spreading across his face.

"i know right?"

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