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Cw: Fem! Reader, use if y/n, fluff, suggestive smut ending

Word count: 1,043

Estimated reading time: 5 min 9 sec

Authors note: Hi! Im currently away from my computer so this story is coming from my phone. So it'll have a lower quality than normal and it's unedited.

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Yunho pushed open the door to his apartment, his body tiring from a long day of practice. As soon as he stepped inside, he could hear the soft strains of music coming from the living room. He knew immediately that Y/n was home.

He stepped into the living room, his heart warming at the sight that greeted him. Y/n was sitting on the couch, her eyes closed and earbuds in her ears as she hummed along to the music.

Yunho smiled affectionately, silently observing her for a moment. Her hair was up in a messy bun, and she was wearing one of his oversized hoodies. She looked so cozy and peaceful that he almost hated to disturb her.

But he couldn't resist the urge to be close to her. He crossed the room silently and sank onto the couch next to her. Y/n opened her eyes at the movement and turned to look at him, a smile spreading across her face when she saw him.

"Hey there," she said, pulling out her earbuds. "You're home earlier than I thought you'd be."

Yunho hummed, his eyes raking over her form appreciatively. "Practice ended a bit early today," he replied, shifting closer to her on the couch.

Y/n noticed the way he was looking at her and chuckled softly. "What?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at him. "Is there something on my face?"

Yunho shook his head, his gaze darkening with desire. "No," he said, his voice low and rough. "Just admiring my beautiful girlfriend in my hoodie."

Y/n blushed at his words, feeling a shiver of excitement run down her spine. She had never gotten used to the way he could so effortlessly fluster her. "Yeah, well," she said, trying to play it cool. "It's cozy, okay? You know I like to steal your hoodies."

"I know," Yunho replied, his grin growing wider. "And I don't mind one bit. I think you look even sexier in my clothes."

He reached out to wrap an arm around her waist, drawing her closer to him.

Y/n let out a small gasp as he pulled her onto his lap, her legs straddling him. She could feel the warmth of his body seeping through his shirt as she settled against him, her arms coming up to wrap around his neck.

Yunho's hands found their way under the fabric of the hoodie, his fingers trailing up and down her bare thighs. He leaned in to nuzzle her neck, his mouth leaving a trail of gentle kisses along her skin.

Y/n let out a soft moan, her eyes fluttering shut at the sensation. "Yunho," she whispered, arching her back as his mouth found a particularly sensitive spot on her collarbone.

Yunho hummed in response, his lips moving down to the exposed skin of her shoulder. He left a trail of lingering kisses, his hands continuing to roam her thighs.

"You know," he murmured against her skin, "this hoodie looks much better on you than it does on me."

Y/n chuckled breathlessly, her fingers tangling in his hair. "You only say that because you like seeing me in your clothes," she teased, tilting her head back to give him better access to her neck.

"Guilty as charged," Yunho admitted, his lips curving up in a smirk. He pulled her closer, his hands gripping her thighs tighter. He could feel her growing warm and wanton in his lap, her body responding to his touch.

Y/n let out a soft sigh, her hips rocking against him unconsciously. She could feel the warmth pooling between her legs as he continued to caress her with his hands, his lips still exploring her neck and shoulders.

"Yunho," she whispered again, her voice tinged with pleading.

Yunho groaned at the pleading tone in her voice, his body reacting instantly to her desire. He could feel her hips moving against him, the heat and friction making his body ache with need.

"What do you want, baby?" he asked, his voice low and rough. "Tell me what you need."

Y/n pulled back slightly so she could look at him, her eyes heavy-lidded with desire. "You," she breathed, her fingers tracing his jawline. "I want you, Yunho."

Yunho's eyes darkened at her words, his hands gripping her hips more firmly. "You have no idea how much I want you too," he said, his voice thick with arousal.

He surged forward then, capturing her mouth in a searing kiss. His tongue slipped inside, exploring and tasting her.

Y/n melted into the kiss, her body arching against his as their mouths moved together in a desperate, passionate dance. Her fingers tugged at the hem of his shirt, trying to pull it up over his head.

Yunho broke the kiss just long enough to help her remove his shirt, his own hands coming up to pull off her hoodie. He took in the sight of her now, dressed only in a thin tank top and her underwear, and his breath caught in his throat.

"God, you're so beautiful," he murmured, his eyes roving over her body with open admiration.

Y/n's eyes widened at his request, her heart skipping a beat. She swallowed hard, her body already anticipating what he had in mind. Without a word, she obeyed, turning around on his lap so that she was facing the armrest of the couch.

Yunho hummed in approval, his hands coming to settle on her hips. He tugged her further back so that she was sitting between his thighs, her back resting against his chest. "That's a good girl," he murmured, his lips ghosting over her ear.

Y/n whimpered at the feeling of his breath on her skin, her head falling back against his shoulder. She could feel the hard planes of his body against her, her own body growing hotter and more needy with each passing second.

Yunho could feel her body trembling with need against him, his own body responding to her every hitch of breath and moan. He leaned down, his lips trailing down her neck and across her shoulder. "Just relax and let me take care of you," he murmured, his hands sliding up under her tank top.

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Hongjoong couldn't take his eyes off Y/n as they sat together on the sofa. The way she smiled, the way her eyes sparkled, and the way she laughed were all mesmerizing to him. He couldn't believe he was lucky enough to have her as his girlfriend.

As they sat in comfortable silence, Hongjoong suddenly spoke up. "You know, I have something for you," he said, a hint of excitement in his voice.

Y/n looked up at him with curiosity. "You have something for me? What is it?"

"Close your eyes and hold out your hands," Hongjoong said, his voice taking on a playful tone.

Y/n obeyed, closing her eyes and extending her hands out towards Hongjoong. She felt him place something small and lightweight in her palm, and she instinctively clutched it.

"You can open your eyes now," Hongjoong said, his tone softer.

Y/n opened her eyes and looked at the object in her hand. It was a small, jewelry box. She looked up at Hongjoong with a mixture of surprise and anticipation.

"Go ahead, open it," Hongjoong urged, leaning forward in anticipation.

Y/n carefully opened the jewelry box, and her breath caught in her throat at the sight of a beautiful necklace inside. The pendant was a delicate, intertwining design of silver and jewels, sparkling brilliantly in the light.

"Oh my god, Hongjoong…it's beautiful," Y/n gasped, looking up at him with wide eyes.

Hongjoong smiled, a mix of pride and sweetness in his eyes. "I'm glad you like it," he said. "I saw it and thought it would look perfect on you."

Y/n carefully took the necklace out of the box and held it up to her neck. "Can you help me put it on?" she asked, turning her back to Hongjoong.

"Of course," he replied, smiling at the opportunity to help. He took the necklace from her and carefully fastened it around her neck, his fingers brushing gently against her skin as he did so.

Y/n turned back to face him, admiring the way the necklace looked against her skin. "Thank you so much," she said, feeling touched by his gesture. "I love it so much."

Hongjoong smiled, his heart swelling at the sight of Y/n wearing the necklace. "I'm glad you do," he said, bringing his hand up to touch the pendant lightly. "You look beautiful."

Y/n blushed at his compliment, feeling a flutter of happiness in her chest. She leaned in and rested her head against his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.

Hongjoong wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. They sat like that for a while, neither saying a word, just taking comfort in each other's presence. Hongjoong stroked her hair lightly, feeling the softness of it against his fingertips.

Finally, Y/n broke the silence. "Can I ask you something?" she said, her voice slightly muffled by his shirt.

"Of course," Hongjoong replied, still stroking her hair. "What is it?"

"Do you remember when we first met?" Y/n asked, tilting her head back to look up at him.

Hongjoong smiled as he thought back to that day. "Of course I do," he said. "It was during one of our concerts. I still remember the moment I first laid eyes on you. You stood out to me in the crowd. I couldn't take my eyes off you."

Y/n blushed at his words, feeling a warm flutter in her stomach. "And do you remember what happened after the concert?" she asked, her voice a little coy.

Hongjoong chuckled as he remembered that day after the concert. "How could I forget?" he said, a playful gleam in his eye. "I came out through the back door, and there you were, waiting for me."

Y/n grinned, remembering the butterflies she had felt that day. "I was so nervous," she said. "I couldn't believe I was actually going to talk to you, the main rapper of Ateez."

Hongjoong laughed again. "You were so cute, all shy and nervous," he said, his voice fond. "I knew right then that I had to get to know you better."

Y/n snuggled further into his chest, feeling the warmth of his body against hers. "I'm glad you did," she said, her voice taking on a more serious tone. "I'm glad you took the chance and talked to me. I don't know where I would be without you now."

Hongjoong tightened his arms around her, his heart swelling with love. "I'm the one who should be thankful," he said, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, you know that?"

Y/n melted into his embrace, feeling a wave of emotion wash over her. "You're just saying that," she said, a hint of teasing in her voice.

Hongjoong huffed a laugh. "No, I mean it," he said, his voice firm. "You make my life so much better. You give me strength when I'm feeling weak, and you make me laugh when I'm feeling down. I don't know what I did to deserve you, but I'm never letting you go."

Y/n felt tears prick at the corners of her eyes. "Ugh, now you're going to make me cry," she said, her voice slightly choked up.

Hongjoong chuckled softly, tenderly wiping away her tears with his thumb. "You know I love making you swoon," he said teasingly.

Y/n laughed through her tears, swatting at his arm playfully. "You're insufferable," she said, her voice fond.

"But you love me anyway," Hongjoong said, his tone cocky but his expression soft.

Y/n smiled, her heart feeling like it was overflowing with love for him. "Unfortunately, I do," she said, her tone feigning annoyance.

Hongjoong chuckled, pulling her closer to him. "You're stuck with me now," he said, his voice warm and possessive.

Y/n pretended to huff in annoyance, but she snuggled into his embrace even more. "Oh no, what tragedy has befallen me," she joked, her voice brimming with mock despair.

Hongjoong laughed, his eyes sparkling with affection. "You're such a drama queen," he teased, bopping her playfully on the nose.

Y/n mock glowered at him. "And whose fault is that, Mr. Over-the-top Romance?"

Hongjoong put on a wounded expression. "Hey, I can't help it if I love to make a grand gesture," he said, feigning hurt.

Y/n rolled her eyes, a smile playing on her lips. "You're lucky I find your theatrics endearing," she said, poking him in the ribs.

Hongjoong chuckled softly at her poke, his eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief. "Oh, is that so?" he asked, slowly wrapping his arms around her and pulling her onto his lap. "You find me endearing, huh?"

Y/n let out a small gasp as she found herself suddenly straddling him, her face flushing a light pink. "I-I—" she stuttered, suddenly feeling a bit flustered by the sudden change of position.

Hongjoong's arms tightened around her waist, a smirk playing on his lips as he reveled in her reaction. "What's the matter, sweetheart? Cat got your tongue?" he teased, his voice low and silky.

Y/n blushed even harder, her heart skipping a beat at the pet name. "I just, uh—" she tried to come up with a witty response, but her mind was suddenly blank as she felt the heat of his body against hers.

Hongjoong chuckled again, loving the way he was flustering her. He pulled her closer, their bodies now flush against each other. He could feel her heart hammering against her chest, and he relished the effect he was having on her. "You know," he said, his voice dropping to a murmur, "I can think of a few other ways to make you speechless."

Y/n swallowed hard, her breath catching in her throat. She could feel the heat of his gaze on her, and it made her feel both flustered and excited. She knew what he was implying, and the thought made her stomach flutter with anticipation. "Oh yeah?" she managed to say, her voice a little hoarse.

Hongjoong's smirk widened, his eyes darkening with desire. "Oh yeah," he replied, his fingers tracing soft patterns on the exposed skin of her waist, just below the hem of her shirt. He felt her shiver at his touch and his grin became predatory. "You have no idea how badly I want you right now."

Hongjoong's hands continued to roam over her skin, his touch becoming more insistent as his desire grew. He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against the sensitive skin of her neck, causing her to shiver. Just as he was about to taste her, there was suddenly a knock on the door, interrupting their passionate moment.

"Y/n? Hongjoong? Are you in there?" a voice called from the other side.

Y/n and Hongjoong froze in their position, their moment of intimacy shattered by the interruption. Hongjoong's hands stilled on her waist, his grip reflexively tightening as he let out a frustrated huff. Y/n felt a pang of disappointment, her body still thrumming with unfulfilled desire.

"Uh, yeah, we're here," Hongjoong called back, his voice sounding strained. He gently pushed Y/n off his lap, reluctantly putting some distance between them, although his eyes were still darkened with desire.

Y/n sat up, still trying to catch her breath, as the door opened and one of Hongjoong's bandmates, Wooyoung, poked his head in. He looked at the two of them with a smirk, his gaze traveling over their flushed faces and slightly disheveled appearances.

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything," Wooyoung said, his voice dripping with mock innocence.

"Yeah, you kind of are," Hongjoong grumbled, still trying to compose himself. He shot Wooyoung a glare, silently cursing him for ruining the moment.

Wooyoung just chuckled, completely unfazed by Hongjoong's glare. "Well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but we have a schedule to keep, so you two lovebirds will have to finish your little…session later," he said, a mischievous gleam in his eye.

Hongjoong huffed in annoyance, knowing that Wooyoung was enjoying this too much. Y/n, meanwhile, was trying to smooth out her hair and make herself presentable. She could feel Wooyoung's gaze on her and it made her feel a bit self-conscious.

Wooyoung chuckled again, clearly enjoying the effect he was having on them. "Come on, you two," he said, his tone slightly teasing. "We don't have all day. We need to be at the studio in ten minutes."

Hongjoong reluctantly rose from the sofa, his movements a bit stiff. He turned to Y/n, his expression conflicted. He clearly didn't want to leave her just yet, but he knew they had responsibilities to attend to.

Y/n stood up as well, her legs a little shaky. She could still feel the heat of Hongjoong's touch on her skin, and the unfinished business between them was making it hard for her to focus.

Wooyoung clapped his hands together, effectively breaking the moment. "Alright, chop chop," he said, his tone lighthearted but firm. "Let's get moving, lovebirds. Don't forget about us waiting on your lovey-dovey selves."

Hongjoong and Y/n exchanged a look, both silently promising to continue their passionate encounter later. With a final glare at Wooyoung, Hongjoong grabbed Y/n's hand and led her out of the room, their unsatisfied desires still burning low in their guts. 

As they walked down the hall, Hongjoong couldn’t help but imagine what would happen once they were alone again. Y/n could feel his grip on her hand, tight and possessive, and shivered in anticipation.

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𝓒𝔀: 𝓕𝓮𝓶! 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻, 𝓹𝓾𝓻𝓮 𝓯𝓵𝓾𝓯𝓯, 𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓨/𝓷

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Mingi and Y/n were cuddled on the couch together, watching a movie. Mingi's arm was draped around Y/n's shoulders, and she was nestled into his side, her head resting on his shoulder. The movie was a boring romantic comedy, not capturing their attention, but the warm comfort of each other's presence was more than enough.

Mingi glanced down at Y/n, who was idly playing with the hem of his shirt.

"Comfy?" he asked, a small smile on his lips. Y/n looked up at him and smiled back, nodding. "Yeah, very comfy," she confirmed. "Your cuddles are the best."

Mingi chuckled softly and pulled her closer, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "Good," he murmured, his voice low and affectionate. "Because I like having you close. I like being able to hold you like this."

Y/n snuggled even closer to him, wrapping her arm around his waist and resting her head on his chest. "I like being held by you," she said, a smile in her voice. "You make me feel safe and loved."

Mingi felt his heart swell at her words, and he tightened his hold on her. "You are safe and loved," he reassured her, his voice serious. "I will always protect you and make you feel loved and valued. You mean the world to me, Y/n."

Y/n smiled up at him, her eyes crinkling as she did so. "I love you, Mingi," she said, her voice slightly muffled against his chest. "I'm so lucky to have you."

Mingi felt a wave of warmth wash over him at her words, and he felt his heart fill with love for her. "I love you too, Y/n," he said, his voice thick with emotion. "I'm the lucky one. I have the most amazing girlfriend in the world."

They continued to watch the movie, but their attention was more focused on each other than on the screen. The sound of their breathing and the feel of each other's bodies pressed together was more than enough to keep them content.

After a while, Mingi felt Y/n's breathing start to even out, and he realized she had fallen asleep in his arms. He smiled and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, his heart overwhelmed with love for her.

He sat there for a while longer, just holding her and enjoying the feeling of her soft breaths against his chest. Then, carefully and gently, he shifted her in his arms and stood up, carrying her to their bedroom.

He laid her down on the bed, making sure she was tucked in and comfortable before crawling in beside her. He pulled her into his arms again, holding her close as he watched her sleep.

Mingi couldn't help but feel grateful for having this wonderful woman in his life. She made him feel complete and loved in a way he had never experienced before. He gently caressed her hair and kissed the top of her head before closing his eyes, letting her steady breathing lull him to sleep.