You Have Me Untill Every Last Star In The Universe Dies You Have Me

You have me untill every last star in the universe dies you have me

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'♡' ENHA members reacting to you sleeping while hugging a pillow ! m-list! profile! A/N : took a break from writing BUT IM BACK TO SEE MY FIRST WRITE HITTING 100+.. wow. ( fluff and fluff + guess what more fluff.

lee heeseung - he would find you very cute and hoping that your thinking the pillow was him because if it was another one of those 2d characters.. he would start punching the air. He would just slip himself beside you, your back facing him as he wraps his arms around you. park jay - he would chuckle at the sight of you hugging THE PILLOW HE USES. He would slowly remove the pillow trying to not wake you up so that he can be that pillow you were hugging just a few minutes ago. He kisses your forehead as he hugs you trying to give you some warmth. sim jake - look.. instead of a pillow it would be layla your hugging, "uhm.. babe are you seriously cheating on me with layla..?" Jake said while pouting. You raise your head from the stacks of blankets you were under, "hm?" you said as he puts layla down from the bed being the only one you should cuddle. park sunghoon - same thing, he would slip the pillow out of your embrace but throw it across the room out of your reach. "baby you know you don't need a pillow while I'm here.." He said as he kisses your forehead and cuddles you. kim sunoo - He would be shouting. "UNACCEPTABLE!" he yelled as he opens the lights. "Baby..?" you said. He pouts "I should be the one your hugging.. me!! only me!! :<" he said in a cute baby like voice. "Then come here?" you said as he cutely waddles over to you and hugs you. oh boy you need to kiss his face a lot in the morning as an apology. yang jungwon - OH HIM!!! He doesn't want to wake you up so he tries his hardest to tiptoe to the bed and slip inside the covers as he hugs you. Well for his thoughts about the pillow and you.. he doesn't want to think about it too much or he'll get jealous I mean come on this sweet boy doesn't deserve to see you 'cheating' on him with a pillow! nishimura riki - no words. "Y/N-AH!!! Why are you cheating on me with a pillow huh? start spilling." He said waking you up. You were too tired to move so you just said, "then come hug me." he throws the pillow on the ground and stomps it before going in the covers and kissing your entire face.

good boys bring heaven to you ; lee heeseung smut

pairing: lee heeseung x fem!reader genre: smut (minors dni)

in which lee heeseung, the campus’ smart arse, have not-so innocent desires for the woman who needs his help in a class he succeeds in.

warnings: dom!heeseung, degradation, slight manipulation, heeseung is a fucking menace, unprotected sex (reader is taking pills; but still, wrap it before you tap it), hints of switch!hee at the bottom words: 3,603

Lee Heeseung had enough.

He had enough of the way you groaned during Chemistry. He had enough of the way you would bite your lip whenever you frustrate over elements and whatnot. He had enough of watching you suffer when he knows he could help you in the best way that he can.

And you, on the other hand, were quick to accept his invitation that was done as soon as the bell rang, hands on the strap of the bag of each huddled on each of your shoulders. Since then, you’ve tried to read the basics – however, it seems like even the General Science have given up on you.

Not like Heeseung would judge you – oh, no. He wouldn’t judge you. Not now, not ever.

But would people judge you considering that you have checked your reflection on each possible surface where your reflection could be refracted? Possibly. But have them ask you the reason behind you do, they’d possibly understand. It was undeniable that the façade of the smarty-pants of your batch in this semester’s Chemistry was as pleasing as his wit.

Yes, the whole campus agreed that Lee Heeseung is an attractive man.

Maybe that was the reason why you couldn’t seem to pass your Chemistry class, having to have seated beside him, and it’s not like you would ever want to change your seat; one, you’ve grown comfortable with it; two, this was the best class-to-board distance; and three, you had the opportunity of sitting beside him – because, fortunately, the boy looked like he didn’t have any plans on changing his seat the whole semester.

Which leads you to here, phone in hand as you try to locate Heeseung’s dorm room in the dormitory hall across yours. You double-checked the room number a lot, hoping not to mess up by knocking on a different dorm room. 

Oh, and another thing: you didn’t quite understand the reason why Heeseung had decided to tutor you in his room, of all places, when the University library is of approximate distance between each of your dormitory hall. And while there is no strict prohibition for people of the other sex to visit the opposite sex’ rooms, you find yourself gushing over the idea that maybe Heeseung wanted you alone; and while however the thought sends you into a frenzy, you decided to tone things down tonight.

From your thoughts down to your clothing, keeping things simple with a casual white tee with a varsity jacket over it, paired with jeans and white sneakers.

Taking a deep breath, you knocked on the door, and as soon as you felt a gush of air, you were welcomed with Lee Heeseung wearing an ensemble almost the same as yours minus the jacket. And of course, he couldn’t forget his signature black specs and dangling earrings.

A breath hitched in your throat, maybe accepting the offer was a bad idea, you thought. You couldn’t understand how having Heeseung, the boy that caused more distraction and destruction than inspiration, would help you in reviving your grades for Chemistry.

But Heeseung was a determined man, and he will make sure you understood it by the end of the night.

“Hello,” he smiled, eyes squinting as he ushers you in, “make yourself at home, Jake will be leaving soon.” He said as he eyed the foreign guy hunched over a pile of books in his desk.

“I am?” the boy, Jake, asked as he bit the tip of his pencil as he seemed deep in thought over whatever he was studying that time. 

Heeseung gave a look at Jake, to which made Jake realise something. Gaping and nodding in realisation and smiled, “I am!” he exclaimed, rather too obviously, which made Heeseung roll his eyes and rush Jake to leave the room.

“So, as I said, make yourself at home,” Heeseung smiles as he offers to take your things from you, bringing your attention back at him as he placed all your belongings in his desk. You watched him as he walked towards the cooler, retrieving a drink.

You watched as he tipped his head backwards, downing the drink in the most – dare you say it – alluring way as possible. It didn’t help that Heeseung had recently dyed his hair ash gray, making him look ten times more attractive than he already was. His Adam’s apple bobbed, and you were certain you gulped as he downed on it.

As he was finished drinking, he looked at you and tried to hide a smirk, “Do you want some?” 

“No, thank you,” you muttered as you realised that you were openly gawking at him. However, you coughed as soon as you said that. Maybe you were looking at him for too long.

“Come on, I drink this before I study,” he chuckles and walks towards you with the half full bottle of his cold honeyed tea. And while you expected him to hand over the bottle for you to drink from, he held your chin and made you open your mouth when he pinched your cheeks with his hands.

“Mouth open, baby,” he said as he poured the drink on your mouth, to which your eyes widened at such erotic action. Shit, you thought, he knew.

And as you gulped the drink down, you met his gaze and he smirked. With a drop of the tea running down your chin as you tried to swallow the sweet liquid, his eyes darkened, and he let his initial thoughts take over him as he used his thumb to wipe it off, bringing it to his lips for him to suck on his thumb.

“Sweet,” he’d whisper while never breaking eye contact.

You were left standing there as you watched the boy move towards the desk on his side of the room, pulling Jake’s desk chair in the process. “Come here,” he beckoned you over, patting the chair beside him as he turned on the lamp of his table.

And you didn’t know what happened, but as soon as Heeseung scooted his chair closer to you, you were sure you were in a trance because of the overpowering aura the boy exuded. Smelling of blackberry and bay, with hints of fresh linen and books (and you swear to yourself you could smell the faint honeyed tea which you shared a while ago).

“Are you alright, Y/N?” he’d ask once he noticed you didn’t answer a question he had just asked a while ago.

Snap out of it, Y/N.

“Yeah, yeah – “

“You don’t really seem concentrated, do you?” he tutted as he held your gaze, his hand coming near you to push your hair behind your shoulder.

“I am!” you spoke too soon, making the boy chuckle. “Oh, you are now?” he challenged, licking his lips as he played with the ends of your hair, “Say, what is the unit that we call for the amount of a substance in a solution?”

“Matter?”

“Oh, honey,” he fake-pitied, tutting as he pulls your chair closer to him, the act making the sound of the wood against the floor creak, mixed in with your squeal, “that’s wrong, I’m sorry,” 

“How about, let’s turn this into a game?” he challenged, eyes darting back and forth between your eyes and lips, his teeth taking in his bottom lip as he thought of the things he would do to you.

“W – what game? I don’t – I don’t think that’s –” 

“Relax, baby, I’ll take care of you, you want to learn now, don’t you?” he chuckled as he dimmed the light of the dormitory. He started ghosting his lips over the expanse of your cheek as he bowed over your figure, “Now, let’s start with some instructions, shall we?”

You nodded at his inquiry, to which he slightly groaned at your obedience. “God, you’re making me go crazy, babe,” he said as he traced your face with his finger. “First, get one question right, I’ll strip one clothing of mine; get it wrong, and it’s your clothes that are off.”

“No touching, and of course – do your best, what do you think, baby?”

You seemed to be at a loss of words, that the best thing that you could do was a silent ‘yes’ with a frantic nod of the head. You were entirely submissive to this man, and it was driving you crazy.

“Well then, sweetheart, let’s say that water is hard,” he starts, accentuating the last word as he used his finger to force your face to meet his, “is it because of the presence of calcium, sulphate, or magnesium?”

“Fuck,” you whispered, trying to remember what the professor had mentioned last time, “I can’t –“

“Of course, you can. Surely enough you weren’t that distracted by me, ‘no?”

“I – sulphate?”

His eyes darkened as he smirked. He intended to confuse you with the way he constructed his question. He licked his lips as he pulled away, “Top off, sweetheart. It’s sulphate, calcium, and magnesium.”

You gulped and nodded, slowly trying to understand the trajectory of everything that is happening.  You stood up and timidly tried to take off your top, Heeseung’s eyes trained on to every inch of your torso from the waist up. 

“God, you’re so sexy,” Heeseung said in a low voice before retrieving your jacket and white t-shirt to discard on his bed. He winked when he saw your cheeks redden, “Come on, we don’t have the whole night,” he says impatiently as he pulls you back to your seat.

“What’s the purpose of the salt bridge in electrochemical cells?” he asked as he started peppering your shoulders with kisses, as his means of distracting you.

You, on the other hand, almost broke down at the feeling of his lips. You could feel your underwear cling to you the longer it gets soaked by the wetness of your pussy. “Heeseung,” you pleaded, eyes fluttering shut as you tried to relish the faint ghost of his lips.

“That’s not the answer, princess,”

“I – they – um, they –“ you continued to stutter as you feel his mouth sucking on the root of your neck, each word being replaced by a moan, and your hands tried to grip on him but he was quick enough to hit them away.

“Dumb girls don’t get to touch their tutors now, do they?”

“Heeseung, please,”

“Oh, never thought you’d be into begging. Tough luck, sweetheart, you came here to learn. And by the looks of it, you seem to be enjoying this rather than not.” He tutted, biting your skin, making you gasp at his sudden action.

“What’s the answer?”

“Fuck – I don’t know!”

Heeseung sighed in faux disappointment, “They neutralize electrochemical cells. Why don’t you take off your trousers too, baby? It seems like being exposed while I’m fully dressed seem to turn you on more than humiliate you, ‘no?”

You kept your mouth shut as blood rushed to your cheeks.

“Ah, I should’ve thought so,” the ash grey-haired boy said as he started stripping off his clothes. This was way too much for you to handle, so you think. At some point, your thoughts had run back to the time where you were caught by Heeseung whenever you gave him the side-eye. 

You were right, Heeseung had seen everything. The way you look at him and the way you seductively bite your lip whenever you take a sight of him even from afar. He’d seen you gush over him whenever he was around – oh, Heeseung would deem himself crazy if he chooses to let you go. And now that he had you wrapped around his finger, he wasn’t ever going to let you go.

And never he will as your eyes widened when he pulled his pants down, cock springing out from the tightness of his jeans. “Ah, shit, baby, all this for you,” he motioned at his erect cock.

Heeseung pulled the chair farther from you, where you couldn’t reach him. He sat in such a manner where you could see his dick so clearly: thighs spread; hips bucked forward. His right hand that was jerking himself off in a slow pace was the cherry on top.

“Get one question right and I’ll let you sit on my cock, what do you think?”

Your head perked up at the thought, eyes twinkling at the thought of finally getting something. You nodded at his bargain, and he almost laughed out loud at how stupidly cock-drunk you were, considering that you haven’t even had a taste of him yet.

“What makes soaps a surfactant?”

“I – shit, I know this one,” you said as you closed your eyes as you racked your head trying to remember something – at least, something.

“Micellar forces! The soap reduces the surface tension of the surface it is trying to reduce the surface tension, increasing the number of micelle or surfactants in the interface.”

“Shit, baby, you sounded so hot saying all of those,” Heeseung said, biting his lip. “C’mere, baby, sit on my lap,” he beckoned you over with two of his fingers. 

You happily obliged, cradling your legs over Heeseung’s lap, grinding your soaked pussy over his erect dick, both of you moaning at the friction that settled between you both. 

“God, if I only knew you’d answer correctly just for my cock, I would’ve done this ages ago,” he said as he pushed your underwear to the side, two of his fingers immediately coming up to play your clit, making you arch your back as you held on to the backrest of the wooden chair where Heeseung was sat.

“So fucking wet, baby,” he commented, meeting your hooded eyes as you tried to grind on his fingers. “Stop that.” He ordered, making you halt and surrender to the dominance that embodied Heeseung, the man that you thought was too innocent for these things.

Without a warning, he plunged in two fingers in you, making you cry at the sudden intrusion. “Oh, fuck, Heeseung!”

“Yes, baby, that’s my name,” he said, bringing his bottom lip between his teeth as he started to pump his fingers in and out of your drenched hole, spreading his fingers in a scissor-like motion occasionally to stretch you for his size. “Come on, darling, come for be, be the fucking cock-slut you are.”

“Ah, shit, Hee – oh!” you whined as he increased his pace when he added a third finger, fog protruding his lenses as he took in the sight of you, “Heeseung, I’m going to come, I’m going to – oh, fuck!”

And just when you were about to come on his fingers, Heeseung had replaced his long, slender fingers with his thick cock. He pulled you down as his hands held your waist while he thrusted up and down, “Fuck, baby, you’re so warm,” he commented as he brought his face between the valleys of your breast, kissing and licking, trying to commit to memory how good you’ve felt.

Heeseung didn’t even manage to remove your bra, he pushed the cup of your bra to the side by his face, and he took his time in licking, sucking, and biting on your left nipple, making it sore and blowing it with air afterwards to elicit a reaction from you. 

“Shit, baby, you’re clenching around me,” he said as his eyes almost rolled back to his head, “You feel amazing, God – you’re so fucking sexy,” he praised as he desperately tried to chase his high along with yours.

The sound of skin clapping together, the scent of sex, and the long-forgotten Chemistry lectures were all what overstimulated your senses. And all you could ever say were profanities and Heeseung’s name, you swore you felt like you were on cloud nine. He was fucking you good, he was fucking you raw.

“Are you close?” he would ask in between pants as you nodded and whined, “Come with me,” he responded as he gave your pussy a hard thrust, his hand coming down to vigorously play with your clit, his mouth immediately latching on to your right breast; making you lose all sanity as you warned Heeseung that you were close again for the second time – and you hope, this one would be successful. 

“Go, fuck, come, sweetheart – oh, shit,” Heeseung pants as you collapsed on him, hand immediately caressing your bare back as he waited for you to calm down. You were still whining slightly at the feeling of Heeseung inside you – so big and so delicious.

“Are you done?” a voice shouted from outside as they audibly felt like they hesitated in knocking on the door.

“I – I think I should go,” you blushed as you realised that Jake, Heeseung’s roommate, might have heard what you were doing. 

And your ego could go low for as far.

Heeseung helped you slide off him and change back into your clothes. And against his better judgment, Heeseung jutted a kiss on your forehead as he smoothed out your hair. “See you on after lecture on Thursday?”

It was still Friday.

“Yeah, sure, see you, thank you, Heeseung.”

You have been counting the days until it was Thursday. And to be honest, you’ve never realised how time moved so slow until you realise it was still a Monday considering that you’ve felt that you’ve done so much already during the weekend. 

It also didn’t help that Heeseung never reached out to you – not in texts, nor through social media.

But what happens when at the darkest hours of the Monday evening, you were greeted with a Heeseung in his pyjamas, ash grey hair ruffled as if he had just gotten out of bed, he bit his lip at the sight of you in short pyjamas and a shirt too lose that it had situated way past your shoulders, exposing your collarbones.

“I – I –“ Heeseung stuttered as he tried to formulate an excuse inside his head, on how he almost ran his way towards your dormitory without any glasses on (he swears he almost knocked on the wrong door).

“Yes, Heeseung?” you giggled at his lost figure; it wasn’t usual that Heeseung would be at a lost for words. But then again, there was a first time for everything.

“I heard you’re good in Biology,” he blushed.

“I am,” you rose an eyebrow at his statement.

“Maybe you could teach me?”

✂ txt as my favorite romance tropes

hello! this is my first work, i had no idea it would take me so long to set everything up lolol. 

anywho! each txt member will have a fluffy trope and each will have their own confession scenario. (i totally went overboard w yeonjun’s and beomgyu’s)

fluffy and cliche tropes, gn!reader, use of profanity 

ღ yeonjun, older sibling’s friend/older childhood friend

♫ playing now : i wait by day6 & but you by ikon

yeonjun gives off that protective mentor type vibe

you and him would have grown up together

making his feelings seem 10x more awkward (in his eyes at least)

he went from thinking you were some little sibling to him, to an attractive person overnight it seems

he would never ever try anything until you were both adults, though even after you turned 18, he didn’t do jack shit

if you have an older sibling, they would’ve AUTOMATICALLY caught on once yeonjun and them got into high school

“ayo, why do you keep wanting to hang out at my house anyway?”

“… no comment..?”

naH because this man started giving you the cold shoulder when he hit high school

“why?”, you may ask

well because he was afraid if he saw you smile at him, he’d fall even deeper

at that point in his life, having you scowl at him was better

man was patient for a lifetime (to him at least)

he was always looking for a hint from you, just one hint!

the hint came to him on your 20th birthday

 when it was your 20th birthday, guess who was the first to wish you happy bday at 12:00 am? ding ding, it was mr. choi yeonjun. it was a heartfelt message, one that felt more sentimental than past years, for whatever reason.

 “happy birthday y/n. you’re already 20, that’s insane. feels like just yesterday you were hiding behind me because the lights were off in your house. i hope i have been a good friend and role model to you this whole time. i’ll see you later today.

yeonjun :)”

 the reason why it felt so sad? yeonjun was giving up on you. you had given him no hints, and yeonjun had to accept that maybe it wasn’t meant to be. maybe your age gap was too large for you. 

 then it was time for your bday party, yeonjun wanted to go out with a bang. he wore a nice black shirt with fitting black jeans, he had recently dyed his hair an ashy gray, so his look was very low maintenance but effective. his heart pounded as he drove to your place with care, your presents secured in his passenger seat. even though he was a complete mess on the inside, a smile was plastered on his face, never leaving.

 then he saw you, all dolled and tidied up for your birthday party. you had opened the door for him, exclaiming that he was the first one there, he expected no less. your smile calmed his hyperventilating heart, your eyes that eagerly surveyed your presents in his hand seemed to hypnotize him. your sweet voice thanking him for coming repeated in his head long after greetings were done. he was totally whipped.

 he watched as you (cutely) scurried around, trying to make sure everything is absolutely perfect for your other guests. 

“you came so early, you know, i wasn’t ready!” you whined, a pout forming on your lips.

 he apologized with no real sincerity, he was glad only he could see you like this, all flustered and worried. when you felt fully satisfied, you walked back to him, he was sprawled on the couch, his phone holding his attention. he could feel your gaze on him almost instantly, and locked eyes with you, his phone not leaving his hands.

“all done?” yeonjun asked, sitting up fully.

“yeah, do you like it?” you replied, your eyes lighting up like stars.

 his eyes took a quick swipe of the living room, the decorations were in no way fancy or perfect, but it was just so you that he couldn’t help but love it. a smile crept onto his face, and he turned to you. he was about to compliment you when he was taken aback by the expecting look on your face. your eyes were wide and a small but noticeable smile was on that face he loved. he found himself stumbling over his words as he scratched the back of his neck.

“yeah uh, i like the decorations, they’re..um..very cute,” he said, looking away. 

 his face was heating up, god, the things you do to his heart. he heard you giggle in satisfaction, your warmth leaving his perimeter. 

this bday party was going to be so fucking dangerous. 

 when it was time for you to open the presents, yeonjun stood off to the side, not wanting to get too close to the crowd, just incase anyone could hear his heart pound from anxiety. he drowned out everything but your voice, and he was just waiting for you to say his name.

“whose gift is this? oh! yeonjun!” 

 his ears perked up like a cat’s, and he peered over your guests’ shoulders, and he saw you unwrapping your gifts. he had gone all out, spending well over $70 for all your gifts. he really wanted to make sure you wouldn’t forget him. he swore he could’ve died happy when he saw the gigantic smile on your face, one that meant that he did a good job. 

 a sour taste erupted in his mouth, thoughts of you smiling for anyone other than him invaded his mind. however he knew he couldn’t think that way, you weren’t an object for him to own, but he just wanted to clip your wings so that you couldn’t fly away.

 he doesn’t know how he got there, but he found himself standing alone outside your house, the party still raging on. he sat on the space in front of your door, thinking that this might be the last time he ever gets to do this. he always though that the sky looked prettier when he looked at it from your door. the front door was slightly ajar, just enough so yeonjun wouldn’t have to worry about being locked out. he heard the door slightly creak open, and he turned to see you peaking through the doorway.

“oh it’s just you, i was worried because the front door was open. what are you doing here all alone?” you asked, coming to sit down next to him. 

 words couldn’t form in his mouth, he just stared at your face. the face he had grown to love over the many years he’s known you, the face that he would wipe tears off of when someone had dared to hurt you, the face he would think of when he was stressed out, the face he loved so dearly. he wanted to respond to your question, but his throat choked up and he found himself tearing up.

“hey y/n?”

“yeah?”

“would you miss me if i moved away?”

“what kind of a question is that?! of course i would! you’re one of my closest friends.”

“friend..”

 now you were worried, he wasn’t thinking of actually moving right? he looked up at you and all he could see was your lips, he did want to go out with a bang. suddenly all you could hear was the beating of your hearts. 

“i like you, y/n. i’ve liked you for years now,” yeonjun said, looking into your eyes for a hint once more.

 you smiled and held his face.

“kiss me then.”

ღ soobin, secret admirer (the simp who won)

♫ playing now : chocolate by day6

i definitely see soobin as a really attentive person

someone who will study the person he likes so he can make them the happiest if they were to date

he was your classmate in one of your classes, and you only talked to him because of a school project

but, let’s be honest, you probably thought he was cute even before that

because, LOOK AT HIM

after that school project, soobin probably fell hella hard

(sorry to my fellow lazy and shy folks) i feel like he would only fall for you if you were either someone who took initiative or who did your part well

i see him as someone who wants an independent but kind partner

BUT, let’s just say he fell for you no matter what you are

he would start to say good morning/afternoon to you everyday

and you also started getting presents on/in your desk or in your locker

he would listen to you talk to your friends and look at what snacks you would bring, just so he could buy things for you

he would get you a lot of sweets if you like them!

he’s really shy so i feel like he would doubt his abilities to win you over head-on :(

but he’s also not good at hiding shit

like he would give away so many hints without even knowing it

like atp everyone in the class knows, soobin can’t be slick to save his life

he would accidently drop the receipts for things he bought on the floor, RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU, and walk away like nothing happened

needless to say, you caught on quick :)

 the bell rang, signaling that class was over, and you heard your classmates sigh in relief. you held a chocolate bar that you had found on your desk from your secret admirer and you felt it slowly melt from your hand’s heat. your classmates started to stand up as the teacher dismissed you all, your seatmate, soobin stood up rather fast; it looked like he was really eager to get home. as he stood up to leave, you saw something drop from his pant’s pocket, it was white and looked clumped up together. you left your seat to pick it up, your nosy self uncrumpled it to see what it was; only to see multiple receipts of things you recognized. chocolate bars, flowers, cards? you stared a bit harder before you realized. you chuckled, only soobin would be so clumsy as to expose himself.

“soobin! you dropped something,” you said, making his ears perk up.

 he turned around and you saw his face drop. you felt really bad as you could the panic from across the classroom.

“u-uh, thank you! i don’t need those anymore, i’m gonna go!” he yelled, running out of the classroom in a frenzy.

 you giggled slightly, standing up to see if you could catch him before he left the building. 

 you managed to catch up to him before he left through the front doors, and grabbed his arm.

“soobin let’s talk-”

“no! i already know what you’re going to say, i…i’m not good enough for you,” soobin said, slight sniffles coming from him.

 you smiled, tugging his arm a bit harder. 

“you can’t put words in my mouth soobin,” you said, looking at him straight in the eye.

 he tried to stammer protests, but his body was jell-o the second you touched his arm. he could only helplessly follow you, like a moth to a flame. you stopped once you guys were somewhere where no one was around, you sighed as you watched him wipe his tears.

“were you the one giving me those gifts?” you asked.

 he looked away as he nodded shyly.

“i like you too soobin, so please look at me,” you said, smiling as he turned his head around quickly.

“really?!” he exclaimed, his eyes brightening.

 you nodded and got the wind absolutely knocked out of you as he hugged you vigorously, he definitely forgot he was a 6′1′’ giant. 

ღ beomgyu, bringing strangers together because of a secret (think maid-sama)

♫ playing now : stereotype by stayc & after school by weeekly

ok so we know that beomgyu was in a band predebut

now what if we think of an au where he was in an underground rock band, like delinquent level

you and your classmates see him as that one guy who could potentially be considered a “quiet kid” with his long hair and all

for context i’m basing this off of lovesong!beomgyu

he ignored the teacher when asked to introduce himself on the first day so none of yall knew his name until the teacher called on him a week later

i know that beomgyu is extremely hyper, but let’s pretend he’s not bc he’s not comfortable w his classmates yet (well, gyu, you never WILL be if you don’t try but ok!)

you kinda forgot he was in your class ngl

mans does not talk at all 

one day you were hanging out with some friends after school and one of your friends suggested you try and sneak into a band’s show 

and of course you all loveeee bad ideas!

the band you guys chose was a rock band that had a guy on the cover of the poster

he had long messy hair and only the bottom half of his face was showing

he was smiling and his smile was hot to you so that’s why you chose it-

when you guys did manage to sneak in, you looked at the stage and immediately regretted your decision

was-

was that fucking beomgyu?!

the loner?!

the quiet kid?!

you wanted to nope out of there but most of your friends wanted to stay because they thought the band members were attractive

“noooo you don’t understand that’s my classm-”

you looked up and beomgyu was staring at you like (⊙o⊙)

“FUCKKKK”

 the music was blaring as your friends tugged you through the crowd, getting closer to the stage. for some reason, your heart was fluttering as you heard a husky voice sing, it was beomgyu. his eyes never left you even as he sang, he smiled and all your friends started freaking out.

“omg omg, did you see that! he’s staring right at us!” 

 you felt your face going red as you quietly left your friends, you weaved through the sea of cheering people, making it to a bathroom. you opened the door and walked in, the band’s sound even made it to the bathroom but you could still make out some noises in the stalls. 

“no way.”

 people were actually fucking in the bathroom stalls. you booked it out of there so fast you could’ve beat usain bolt. you crouched down next to the door and put a hand over your chest to calm your nerves. this place does not fit me at all, how does he handle this?? you did deep breaths as you walked slowly back to the main stage, only to be stopped by a guy in a black hoodie. 

“hey you’re pretty cute, you come here often?” he said, inching closer to you.

 you shook your head as you tried to walk past him, only to feel his hand on your shoulder. he gripped your shoulder tightly and you were about to slap his hand away when suddenly you felt someone pull you away. you looked up to thank your savior and locked eyes with beomgyu. he looked at you and his eyes ran over your face to see any signs of injuries, when he found none he smiled and looked back at the guy who tried to hit on you.

“how about you don’t grab one of my fans?” beomgyu said, pushing the guy back. 

 i’m not even your fan but okay beomgyu. the guy put his hands up in defeat as he walked past the two of you, and you got the chance to be alone with beomgyu. his hands were still protectively wrapped around your shoulders.

“…please don’t tell anyone you saw me here,” beomgyu said, looking at you with pleading eyes.

“i didn’t even think of reporting you, don’t worry. i think it’s cool that you have a hobby like this, even though our school banned, you know, going to a club with alcohol,” you replied, watching as the tension released from his body.

“thank you, thank you so much y/n,” he bowed and then released his grip on you. 

 for the next coming weeks, beomgyu started to talk to you. he would come up to you at lunch to ask you if you wanted to eat together, to which you always said “yes, but what do i get out of it?”. the decided deal was he would sing for you and you would eat with him. you grew to love his voice, and you always brought an extra water bottle for him just incase his throat got dry.

 one day he handed you a flyer for his band’s next show. the flyer had half of his face once again, and he was pointing at the camera with that same smile you had grown to admire.

“can you come by yourself..?” he asked, looking away.

“sure thing.”

“just make sure to come a little earlier than the time written down there. ok?”

 you nodded as he turned around and walked off, with a little bit more pep in his step. he was glad that he had finally made a friend. 

 when you walked in, you handed the bouncer the flyer beomgyu had given you and the bouncer smiled at you knowingly. you gave the bouncer a confused look and they leaned into your ear.

“so you’re the person he keeps talking about!”

“..wha..?”

 the bouncer merely ushered you inside, and you were greeted with the sound of the band tuning their instruments. you walked up to the stage and beomgyu looked at you with surprise.

“what? you didn’t think i would come?” you asked.

“no! i never said that! you just look good that’s all,” he said, flustering you a bit.

“so i didn’t before?”

 he let out a groan before he put down his guitar and hopped the stage to talk to you face to face. 

“i hope you listen closely tonight.”

“why?”

 he smiled, more bright than he did at school, and put his hand on his neck.

“i just worked really hard is all.”

 when the music began, beomgyu was already staring at you HARD. goddamn y/n, you sure are a looker. you sure aren’t dumb, i mean unless you are, but you could tell that this song was going to be for you. his mouth opened and all you could hear was him, him, and him. the crowd’s screams, his member’s voices and instruments, they all suddenly didn’t exist. 

 time sped by so fast, and you couldn’t believe it had already been an hour. the band bowed as the crowd applauded, and you waited for beomgyu to come to you. he leaped off the stage once more, and when he got close enough. you hugged him and your faces were closer than ever. 

“if you couldn’t tell, i like you,” beomgyu said.

ღ taehyun, mr. oblivious/dense and his shy but persistent admirer

♫ playing now : some by soyou & 200% by akmu

taehyun sometimes has this clueless look on his face like

⊙0⊙ or ◉◡◉

that’s why i gave him the mr. oblivious trope

if you like him, i feel like you would have to tell him straight up

flirting or courting him won’t work

so this situation could be similar to nozaki-kun

like he is just so DENSE

you could get down on one knee with a ring, and he’d be like “get up the floor is dirty (✿◠‿◠)”

ok maybe not to that extent but you get the idea

this could go on for like MONTHS, everyone around you guys would be able to tell BUT HIM

he’d think that you’re just really nice!

you give him snacks and walk with him when you see him

you say good morning and good afternoon to him

you give him sprite when you have an extra 

yes it is totally because i bought extra and not because i bought it for you taehyun

it would be going on for sO LONG, like are you ok?? are you a masochist?

honestly i would snap after a while

however, since you’re still shy, this confuses taehyun

like why do you give him gifts and say good morning and such, without sticking around to have a conversation with him?

ngl he probably thinks you’re scared of him or smth

like- he thinks he’s unintentionally intimidating you into giving him gifts n shit LOL

he would start to pity you, he wants to talk to you but you always run away

 you’ve had the biggest crush on taehyun for what feels like eternity, and you have done everything you could to convey your feelings. however, being really shy, the words “i like you” are totally not in your vocabulary. every time you see him, you can only manage a simple greeting and gift before scurrying off. you don’t know how his face looks like when he sees you, as you can’t make eye contact with him. does he smile? is he weirded out? you wish you could look him in the eye and be confident enough to confess. 

 however, your defense began to crumble when taehyun decided to start trying to chase after you. after you said your greetings, taehyun would start to ask you about your day so far, how you were, etc. after he began doing that, you decided the only way to keep your heart from bursting, was to ignore him. no more random gifts, no more greetings, and no more interactions. you were fine admiring him from the sidelines, after all, you had been doing that all this time; what’s the difference? 

 how did you end up in this situation? why was taehyun pinning you against the wall of a café you decided to go to this morning? his left arm was above you, and his right hand was politely at his side. his eyes felt like they were staring into your soul. your face was heating up, it was getting hard to breathe. your heart could only thump-thump it’s life out, trying to keep you up-right so you wouldn’t faint.

“why have you been ignoring me?” taehyun asked.

 what?

“i-ignoring you?” you replied, feeling a bit dumb.

“yeah, you haven’t been saying hi to me at all for the past few weeks! what’s the deal?” he asked, his voice raising slightly in volume.

 you began to curl into yourself, hugging the wall for dear life. if you thought it’d be hard to look into his eyes before, it is basically a death sentence now. he sounded so irate, but so hot. 

“i..i’m sorry,” you uttered.

“sorry? no i don’t want a ‘sorry’, i want you to tell me that you’ll talk to me. am i scary or something?” he continued.

“n-no! you’ll never scare me, i just..assumed..,” you felt your throat seizing up.

 he was so close, you could feel his body heat radiating onto you. 

“assumed what, y/n, don’t blue-ball me now. tell me what i did, and we can work this out,” taehyun said, his voice softening when he realized you look smaller then when he first saw you today.

 you felt his concern, he was concerned, for you? why did he want to bother with you? why did he care so much, so much to the point of hunting you down? why? your mind was going a million places, when suddenly taehyun hugged your waist with his right hand, his heartbeat slowly becoming noticeable to you. you looked at him for the first time ever, and took a deep breath. 

“y-youstartedtryingtotalktomeallofasuddenandigotnervous!” you rambled, squeezing your eyes shut. 

“nervous of what y/n? did you think i was trying to hurt you? i could never hurt someone as cute as you, i mean look at you. you’re curled into yourself darling,” taehyun said, the sweetness dripping from his lips.

 he really had no idea how flirty he was being, did he? you heard him call his guy friends and girl friends ‘darling’ before, so you knew you weren’t special. 

“i was nervous that you would notice i – !” you stopped yourself, sliding down the wall and balling yourself up.

“..lik…ou.”

 your butt was touching the floor now, then you heard taehyun shifting around until he was at the same level as you. you didn’t want to see his facial expression right now.

“what’d you say y/n? please tell me,” he asked.

“ilikeyou,” you whispered, just loud enough for him to hear, “now please leave me alone, i know you don’t like me b-”

 his hand touched the top of your head, and he giggled. 

“you’re so cute angel.” 

“you have to look at me for me to kiss you angel.”

“i know i know, just give me a second.”

 it had been months since you two began dating, and you still didn’t have your first kiss due to your shyness. taehyun decided that on the 3-month mark, you had to let him kiss you (if you said no, then he wouldn’t pressure you, but thankfully you said yes to the plan). 

 now you were sitting on his bed, your head staring at the sheets as taehyun waited for you to look at him like a puppy. since dating him, you realized that taehyun’s love language was physical touch and that you being close to him was important for him to understand that you loved him. 

“take your time angel,” taehyun said, leaning back a tad bit.

 you slowly lifted your head, scanning his entire body, and finally resting on his face. his eyes were expecting you, he smiled as you finally made eye contact. he raised his left hand to caress your face, and he leaned a little closer. his eyes now staring at your lips.

“l-let’s stay like this for a little bit, my heart is pounding too much,” you said, feeling his right hand touch your lower back to bring you closer.

 he hummed in response, and rested his head on your right shoulder, his right hand drawing small circles. he let his left hand fall as he waited patiently, loving the feeling of your warm body touching his. you looked up at the ceiling and realized that you were lucky to find someone who could deal with your shyness, someone who would be okay with just holding hands, or you just sitting next to him. you smiled and tapped taehyun’s shoulder.

“do it.”

“finally.”

ღ huening kai, class clown/social butterfly x student council member

♫ playing now : some by bol4 & attention by newjeans

finally we reached our cutie hyuka

now obviously i don’t know if he’s truly the class clown but his laugh… it RADIATES class clown energy

he IS that class disruption that people want to hate but can’t because he’s so damn cute

probably has students folding for him with his bubbly and humorous personality

but! you being a student council member, you are basically his enemy

someone who’s always trampling on his fun :(

you two probably grew up going to the same schools

he knows who you are and always wants to catch up with you

but you always give him the cold shoulder for whatever reason

you most likely liked him when yall were younger and when you hit high school you wanted to impress him by joining student council

but it backfired because the school needed you to keep up appearances

plus the pressure from your other members :((

yeah you never got the chance to talk to kai once yall began school

it makes him sad to look at you stressing out and losing the sparkle you had when you two were younger

so he tries extra hard to make the class environment happier so when you walk in, you won’t get negative vibes

probably sees you getting scolded by a fellow council member and decides to finally walk up to you and get you to have fun with him

“i asked you to do just one thing! why can’t you do anything right?! god y/n, it’s like you joined student council without getting an education first, why did we get such a dumbass?” 

“i hear what you’re saying, but this is completely inappropriate. if you have a problem with me personally, we can discuss this with our advisor, instead of berating me and embarrassing the entire student council in the public hallway. please go and compose yourself before accusing me of not doing my role.”

 your fellow member stormed off with an eye-roll, and you sighed before turning around to see kai standing there with his eyes wide open.

“wow! you were so cool y/n!” he exclaimed, a smile on his face.

i’m cool..? he thinks i’m cool..? 

“what do you need kai?” you asked, forcing a straight face.

“i just wanted to see if you were ok, i saw that person yelling at you,” kai replied, a pout replacing his smile. 

“well i’m fine, thank you. now please excuse me, i must go home now,” you said, nearing your breaking point.

 nothing seemed to be going right this week, first you fail to do a homework assignment on time, leading to you forgetting about the work your member asked you to do, then you got yelled at in front of multiple students and kai, it really was not your week. you walked into the bathrooms and started to stare at yourself. 

 you joined student council to look cool for kai, but now look at you. heavy eyebags, unkempt hair, lazy school clothes, and no life in your eyes. 

“kai would never want me now..,” you muttered to yourself, mindlessly fixing your wrinkled clothes. 

 you took one more look at yourself, and burst into tears. it was all too much for you. the pressure of keeping up an image, a false image, you wish you could be like kai. he was free and constantly expressing himself in ways you could never think of for yourself. you were jealous of him, you wanted to get the wings you were sure he was gifted. 

 you washed your face lightly and stepped out of the bathroom, and felt a giant force come from your right as someone hugged you with a ton of vigor.

“e-excuse me!” you yelled, looking at your attacker.

 kai merely glanced down at you with 10 peoples’ worth of pity. was..was he listening to you cry? 

“let’s go have fun, y/n, please?”

 turns out his idea of “fun”, was dragging you to an arcade. the whole time, he was urging you to find a game you wanted to play together, but his eyes kept drifting to the stuffie claw game. after playing a few games of your choice, you walked over to the claw machine, staring intently at which one he would like.

“kai, choose one. i’ll try and get it for you,” you said. 

“choose one? i was going to ask you to choose one for yourself..i am the one who invited you after all, but if you insist!” he replied, proceeding to stick his face onto the glass.

 you giggled as he saw his nose sploosh against the glass as he stared at the stuffies with endless child-like curiosity. you knew damn well he would not be able to pick one, so you tapped his shoulder to get him out of his stuffie-drunk state.

“you’re not going to be able to pick just one, i know, let me just get one for you so we can go home,” you said, gently pushing him aside.

 kai pouted but nodded as he watched you get into position. he watched intently as the arm moved to the right, then to the left, and slowly..slowly went down, and grabbed a stuffie that looked just like you. 

“here,” you handed him the stuffie.

 he started to giggle slightly.

“it looks just like you! it has your angry eyes and your cute cheeks!” he said, poking the stuffie all over its face.

 he hugged the stuffie tightly. 

“you should just hug me then. i look just like it anyways,” you said, looking away in embarrassment. 

 a loud gasp came from him, and you got tackled, nearly crashing into the claw machine. 

“ahh i love you! you’re so cute when you talk to me!” kai squealed, hugging you like you were going to disappear.

“you love me?”

 now after you two started dating, kai made an effort to be the most ANNOYING couple ever. 

random hallway tummy rubs?

check.

bursting into your classroom just to say he loves you?

check.

carrying you on his back when you slightly trip?

check. 

being extremely cheesy and cringy?

check, check, and check.

 have fun with this giant ass penguin who probably does not understand personal boundaries.

…and we’re done! this is my first work, and it took me like 2 and a half weeks to finish. :// 

using the tag “  ღ the lune sees all “ will show all my written works, please expect more from me!

almost none of my works will be proofread, since i am…really…really lazy.

ღ lune (eil)

heeseung’s hand slipped under your skirt and grazed against your thigh, softly massaging it as he felt your muscles tense. you sent him a swift glance, returning your focus back to jake as you tried to ignore the grip heeseung’s fingers had on your soft skin, and the heat that was slowly making its way through your core.

your breath hitched as you felt heeseung’s hand slip between your legs, moving to cup your cunt as he traced a finger along the wet patch progressively forming on your panties. your hips unconsciously bucked into him, a smile making its way onto his face whilst he maintained his conversation with sunghoon easily, seemingly unbothered by the feeling of your throbbing pussy against him.

after shuffling closer to you and angling himself in a way where he could move his hand freely without being too suspicious, heeseung moved your panties to the side. he began trailing his fingers up to slowly circle your clit, before moving them back down to your entrance, gathering your arousal and spreading it across your pussy lips.

he inserted his middle finger into your tight cunt painfully slow, feeling you clench around him as he curled it upwards, searching for the spongey spot inside you that would have you leaking around him in minutes. you bit your lip, trying to focus on anything other than the heavenly feeling of heeseung’s long digit inside of you. you softly ground your hips against him, the rough palm of his hand making contact with your clit everytime you moved, taking a sharp breath in as he began to speed up.

you began to twitch, legs shaking and head clouding with pleasure, the sound of jake’s voice fading into nothing as you screwed your eyes shut, no longer caring about being discreet, wanting so badly to reach your release. heeseung added a second finger, moving his thumb to roughly circle your clit, feeling you continuously clench around him, sweat dripping down your neck and your essence coating your thighs and panties, as well as heeseung’s fingers.

jake noticed your scrunched up face, his own morphing into a look of concern at the fact that you weren’t listening to him anymore, softly asking if you were okay and commenting that you ‘didn’t look so good’.

his comment caught the attention of both your boyfriend and sunghoon, their heads turning towards you as they observed you, your head dropping in an attempt to avoid eye contact, specifically heeseung’s eye contact.

“yeah baby, you seem a bit out of it, are you okay?”

you lifted your head up, nearly choking on your spit as you made eye contact with heeseung. you saw him holding back a smirk, the fingers inside of you slowing to a halt, his free hand leaving the table to feel your forehead for any signs of a fever.

“y-yeah, I feel fine, I’m just tired I guess.”

sunghoon seemed convinced enough, but jake still eyed you cautiously, eventually continuing the conversation you were having before. for a moment you had completely forgotten about the fingers inside of you until they started moving again, rougher and faster than before.

heeseung fucked his digits into your wet cunt, your hips moving desperately to reach your release before someone noticed what you were doing. the idea of his friends finding out turned you on even more, knowing that if either of them looked hard enough they would surely see heeseung’s arm moving animalistically under the table, your left hand reaching down to grip his wrist in an attempt to ground yourself.

luckily for you, jake had grown bored of the conversation he was having with you, instead turning his focus to the conversation your boyfriend was having with sunghoon. you watched the three of them laugh as you held back whimpers, feeling the knot in your lower abdomen finally snap. you bit your lips so hard you tasted blood, lower body shaking as you released on heeseung’s fingers, cum from your abused hole dribbling around them down to your perineum. heeseung slowed his rough rhythm of before to a slow, sensual one, helping you ride out your high.

you felt him pull his fingers out of you, having to hold back a whine at the slight overstimulation, feeling him wiping your juices on the underside of your skirt as he moved his hand around your waist. after pulling you to stand up with him, he made up an excuse about you looking worse than before, insisting he take you home to look after you.

as you walked out of the cafe, he pressed your back against his front in order to conceal the raging boner straining against his pants, the subtle friction of your ass providing him short lived but delicious moments of relief.

as you stepped outside he bent down, breath tickling your ear as he made a promise to you.

“Just wait till we get home, I’m gonna fucking ruin you.”

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a/n: hihi everyone! again, i wanted to extend my appreciation to all my fellow writers with this post (ik it's not a lot compared to how much all y'all do 😔), but if you'd like more fic recs, pls do check out my other blog @luv-beam!

**NOTE: lol 🤡 i do apologize if my bias(es) show per group !! i love every member of every group but some rot my brain a little more than others 🤧😭 i also haven't done a lot of reading lately ,,, this is an accumulation of like three months

NCT

his same, old, safe bet (jeong jaehyun) — @jaehunnyy

not finished just yet but it's off to a brilliant start !! we love yn's "bitch who r u" attitude toward jae lmaoo

swiper no swiping (lee donghyuck) — @xosimo

I WAS SWOOOOONING like omg hyuck is so attractive pls and just the unfolding of events and the build up? yes.

inevitable (na jaemin) — @korijime

dude the vibes r so immaculate in this piece, like the soft sort of atmosphere and the low-key confession style mwah

SVT

11:23pm (kwon soonyoung) — @xuhuihuis / @.maiademia

okay i admit i'm a little obsessed w this (maybe cuz it was my request so i must promote) but it was also written so well and hoshi is so nOm

love on the air (hong jisoo) — @suhnshinehaos

joshua hong 😔✨ ugh such a romantic,, both of them r two idiots in love but isn't that one of the best tropes?

pocket money (choi seungcheol) — @ethereal-engene

found this realistic in a good way!! cheol would be so cute all flustered and he *would* catch non-carat eyes too no doubt 👀👀

the way seventeen breaks your heart (performance unit) — @moonsolie

broke my heart </3 into seventeen+ pieces </3 if i love angst, then this was my ride or die

i less than three you (xu minghao) — @junshine (they deactivated unfortunately :( but i'll link my reblog!)

although op deactivated, pls do continue to read and enjoy their work :') it was so well written and i loved it so much

"i'm here. it's ok. you can cry. i've got you." (kwon soonyoung) — @holdinbacksecrets

comfort to the max ; i cannot tell u enough how much i loved this like ,, oh god i found this when i was not in a good spot and it just made me feel ,, seen?

order up (yoon jeonghan) — @leejungchans

my love for trickster jeonghan is thru the roof 😔😭 this was so so cute (and funny watching jeonghan not get the reaction he wanted skcjdj)

vernon heist au (chwe hansol) — @freakyfriedrice

i LOVED the uncharted movie and to be blessed with this au ?! like dream come true omg i loved this beyond words ; flustered vernon >>>>

TXT : i'm sorry txtblr i was and am in a beomgyu crisis.

nap of a star (choi beomgyu) — @blue-jisungs

omg literally mE WHEN?! (´Д⊂ヽ soft moment to the soundtrack of clownery, my favorite </3 u know u like them gyu õ_ó

8:55pm (choi beomgyu) — @4ure2

dUUDE the imagery in this one? i felt so many things, and this man goes and says this 😔 denial fr but sighs ,, that's love ig

balance game (choi beomgyu) — @yeonjunszn

low-key down bad for this trope, like /bruh/ u like ur best friend?? own it?? ; also this is funny asf even tho beomyn r lichrally dumbasses 🤕🤕

2:37am (choi beomgyu) — @ijhyo

now THIS was simply UNCALLED FOR my heart cannot take this like goodbye. this is all i want.

SKZ

king candy (han jisung) — @petrichor-han

how can i not put this hanji fic on here õ_ó READ IT, it's so cute and a holiday staple for me atp

poisoned fangs (kim seungmin) — @petrichor-han

i have so much to read from rain's m.list and i don't often read like horror-ish things? but i thoroughly enjoyed this one (i also have a weird thing for morbid reads 🤡)

probably up (bang chan) — @loveliestfelix

why we love christopher bang chan (´Д⊂ヽ ugh there was something so warm, mellow, and comfortable about this one and the ambiguity of potential lovers was also super refreshing

6:26pm (bang chan) — @daydreaminskz

i've actually never seen this kind of situation written before, and tbh i'm so here for it like the domesticity and chan being cute as always (i'm sorry but i might have laughed when he fell 😭💀)

10:43am (lee minho) — @cleyellow-wood

i honestly really love how this was written, like there was something abt op's style and the way lino was portrayed as well that hits the spot

tag, you're it (lee felix) — @loveliestfelix

read the warning so u aren't too surprised, but u will still need a box of tissues ; literally sHivers from this one

ENHA : lmao let's not talk abt my jungwon brainrot either 🤡

you're mine (yang jungwon) — @goldenhypen

em's stuff always makes me like 2489292x more delulu that's a fact like it's short but too sweet i 😔

bookmark (park jongseong) — @crystalsoobin

so so dang cute — even if he did call reader a nerd ig 🤕🤕

kisses nonstop (yang jungwon) — @goldenhypen

this woman posted this on my birthday as if it would not sHOOT ME THRU THE HEART ?!? LIKE U EXPECT ME TO BE OKAY AFTER THIS??

closer (yang jungwon) — @palajae

tbh read this during physics and i am not ashamed bc it was so cute and the pacing was mwah and oh god yANG JUNGWON (´Д⊂ヽ

ATZ

midnight kiss (kim hongjoong) — @i-write-some-stuff

i love whump aus part 28472993 OP U WROTE HONGJOONG SO WELL AND SO AHHHHH

11:54pm (choi san) — @stayarmytinyzenmoa-l

i will say this again and again but this lives in my brain rent free and i need to stalk crys' masterlists once i have the time 😔

june+july fic recs