Vandalism. - Yang Jeongin

Vandalism. - Yang Jeongin

WARNINGS: smut, foul language, the reader has the anatomy of a woman, fem!reader. I.N is younger than reader.

Wordcount: 2990 words

Summary: You lived in a pretty rough neighbourhood. Growing up, your Mother always told you to be careful and get home before sundown. Ruthless Teens roamed the streets, smashing cars and spraying the walls with their graffiti. Meeting Jeongin, a local artist, as a grown up turned out to be one of the best things that could happen to you.

NOT PROOFREAD! MINORS DNI!

🔞+ content warning!

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You lived in a pretty rough neighbourhood. Growing up, your Mother always told you to be careful and get home before sundown. Ruthless Teens roamed the streets, smashing cars and spraying the walls with their graffiti.

As a kid, you used to hate these people, having had more than one encounter with groups of people, mostly boys, roaming around destroying everything they thought was unnecessary. Like your Dads car, for instance. You were so mad seeing how your dad was sad that his car got wrecked by some stupid kids.

Now that you were a bit older, twenty-two to be exact, you somehow understood and sympathised with them. What else could they do when your town had no other activities for kids? They expressed themselves in the form of smearing their street-names and art on the walls.

When your turned Eighteen, old enough to finally move out and get your on flat, earning money by working with so called ‘hard to deal’ - Teens, you started to see the other side, Their side. In the few years you worked with them, you earned their trust and even got some of them off the street and into art schools, where they could express themselves in legal ways.

The only ‘Teen’ you couldn’t get to was a boy named Jeongin. Now that he was freshly 18 you knew that your options were limited, as you couldn’t help someone that was of age, not working in that field.

You still tried to get in touch with him, having had his phone number for years, but you knew no matter how much you tried, he would always block your attempts at getting in contact with him. He was a so called loner. Always on his own, quiet around other people, but loud in his art. He loved to leave behind beautiful sketches on the walls of the streets.

Sometimes, when you left your flat to go get things done or head to work, you’d come across some of his masterpieces, always taking pictures and saving them. It wasn’t hard to recognise his work, he always signed them with his street-name, ‘I.N’.

Other than you, nobody knew the mysterious artist. You found out it was him when you went out with some of your friends a couple months ago. On the way home from the bar, you saw someone in a dark alley, spraying the walls.

24.05.2023

The night was cold, crisp wind making your nose run and get a light pink color. You were walking fast, not wanting to catch a cold from being outside for too long. Thankfully it stopped raining not too long ago, but looking up into the sky, you could tell the dryness wasn’t for long either.

You breathed out slowly, looking at the small puff of air as it was visible from the cold weather. While looking up you saw something moving in your peripheral vision. Turning your head, you could make out something, or rather someone in the distance.

Not too far away, maybe a couple meters, there stood a tall figure in front of the wall, clearly spraying something onto it. You sighed quietly ‘should i go and tell them to stop?’ You thought to yourself. It was your job to work with people that stepped out of line, that broke the rules of society.

You stuffed your hands into the pockets of your jacket and started going in the direction of the Man, or rather boy, as you could now make out his face. ‘Hey!’ You called, making him look up in a panic, probably assuming you were the cops, ready to get him.

When he saw your face, he visibly relaxed, having seen you around, working with kids in the neighbourhood. Now that you were a mere few meters away, you recognised him. ‘Aren’t you the Yangs son? What was your name? Jeongho?’ You look up at him.

He laughed quietly before shaking his head. ‘Its Jeongin.’ He said, before looking behind you to make sure no-one saw him, well, except you of course. He smirked a little before looking up at the wall, and at the painting he just made, before hearing sirens in the distance. Fuck, someone called the cops on him.

Before you could even say something he grabbed his duffel Bag and made a run for it, you just standing there, calling him. ‘Wait! No!’ you started running after him, but having chosen to wear heels tonight turned out to be the wrong idea as you tripped and fell onto the hard concrete.

You whined in pain as you looked down to see your knee scraped open with blood coming out of the wound. ‘Shit’ you muttered to yourself, letting out a surprised scream when you were suddenly picked up by someone. Looking up, you saw Jeongin looking down at you with a slightly guilty expression. ‘Won’t leave you laying here, don’t worry’ he said before starting to carry you.

After he dropped you off at your house and gave you his number in case you’d have to pay for any hospital bills for your bruised leg, he disappeared into the night again.

18.10.2023

All of that was months ago, and you were slowly starting to get restless. After the incident you haven’t been able to reach out to him. You were determined to help him express his feelings not only on the walls of your city, but also on canvases in art galleries.

You knew his works would be highly seen and maybe you could even get him to finally make a living out of it and stop getting himself caught and arrested all the time. But as you roamed the streets once again on the search for him, you were once again dissatisfied by empty valleys and teens running around being loud.

Just as you were on the way home you saw someone spraying on your house wall. ‘Not again’ you said to yourself as you picked up your pace to get there before they could make a run for it. The closer you got, the more you realised the man standing in front of the wall was indeed Jeongin.

You called out his name as you stopped running. ‘Wait! Please don’t run away! It’s me, Y/N!’ You could clearly see that he let out a breath he was holding as he realised that it was you.

‘Long time no see, Y/N’ he smirked at you as he turned around to pack away all his stuff. ‘Well, it was quite hard to reach you, you know?’ You let out a laugh as you looked up to the wall, only to come to the realisation that it was indeed your face on the wall.

‘What..-?’ You asked in awe as you looked up to a now furiously blushing Jeongin that was scratching his neck in embarrassment. ‘I don’t know either but i can’t get your face out of my head…’ he admitted shyly as you couldn’t get the words out. Just as you were about to say something you heard sirens coming down the street. Jeongin looked utterly terrified as he was about to run away you grabbed his hand and ran to your houses entrance.

‘You can hide here, i mean-… if you want to of course.’ You looked at him with uncertainty in your eyes before unlocking the door and getting inside with him. ‘T-Thank you.’ He said as he started to look around your house.

You looked out the window from time to time to make sure the cops were gone, when the coast was clear you turned around and looked at jeongin. ‘If you want to you can go home now, the cops are gone’ you softly smiled at him as he breathed out. ‘I don’t… i mean i don’t uhh have a home?’ He looked down at his feet and blushed a little.

‘Oh..s-sorry, i didn’t know that..’ you said while looking at him. ‘You can stay the night.. i have a guest room that you could sleep in..’

24.11.2023

That was over a month ago. Jeongin stayed at your house and you two talked all night, getting to know each other. That night you realised that Jeongin was different from all of the kids you worked with. He didn’t want to always get into trouble, but sometimes he just didn’t know how to express himself other than with his art.

A week later you proposed an idea while watching some movie. ‘How about you live here? With me?’ He looked at you in shock. ‘W-what? But i can’t pay rent…’ he said while looking away in shame. ‘Well… i could get you a job at the art gallery down the street.’ You said to which he gasped. ‘You would do that for me? b-but why?’ He couldn’t believe that someone like you would ever help him, but here he was, on your couch, in your house.

‘Of course i would do that for you. Its not like i hate you, and living with you is actually pretty good, you help me with the dishes and i could use some extra cash from the rent’ you went on as you were slowly standing up, making your way into the Kitchen to get a paper and a pen.

As you came back you wrote down some rules for him:

1. Don’t get into trouble anymore.

2. No more running away.

3. Get a job and earn money.

4. No parties without warning.

He laughed quietly at the last point. ‘So you’d allow me to throw a party at your house?’ You just nodded at his question. ‘As long as I’m invited’ you smirked in his direction to which he just laughed.

‘Alright, then i want to throw a party on Saturday to celebrate me getting a job and a place to stay.’ He said proudly as you both shook hands to seal the deal. ‘Saturday it is then!’

27.11.2023

Turns out Jeongin had a lot of friends you didn’t know about. As you looked around your house, full of people you didn’t know, you searched for him among all the guys. ‘Need some help sweetie?’ Someone suddenly asked you. When you turned around you were met by a gorgeous looking man, maybe in his mid twenties with dark brown hair and a deep voice.

‘U-Uh.. have you seen Innie?’ He laughed at your question and nodded before taking your hand and pulling you with him. ‘I’m Felix, by the way, its nice to meet you’ he said as you two arrived in the kitchen, where you could see Jeongin was talking to another guy, more his age with brown hair and a nice smile. ‘Well, its nice to meet you Felix, i’m Y\N.’ You said.

When Jeongin heard your voice, he looked up to see you were still holding Felix’s hand while laughing at some Joke he made. He furrowed his brows and made a small noise of disapproval, which only Seungmin heard.

Seungmin smirked at his younger friend. ‘What? You don’t like other guys talking to her?’ he laughed as Jeongin started to blush and try to convince him that it was not like that.

But deep down, he indeed knew that it was. He liked you from the first time he met you, in that dark alley. You beautiful eyes, your hair, the way you would always light up with a smile when he told you about his day. Tonight was the night he finally wanted to come clean on his feelings and talk to you.

Well, that was before he saw how Felix was flirting with you. Jealousy starting crawling up in the pit of his stomach as he grabbed your hand without thinking about it and dragged you to the nearest free room and closed the door after you. You looked up at him in confusion “Innie? You okay?” You asked, starting to worry when you saw his sad eyes looking down at you.

“I… uhm.. i-i wanted to talk to you about s-something, noona..” you smiled at the little nickname, he started calling you noona not long after moving in with you, which you found absolutely adorable. You nodded to let him know you were listening to what he had to say. “Ever since…” he breathed out nervously “Ever since i met you… i-i liked you… even more than just friends.. do you understand?”

You looked at him a shock, as he wasn’t the only one feeling that way. As you looked down at your hands to hide your blush, he put two of his fingers under your chin to get you to look at him. The small gesture made you hold in your breath as the two of you were now mere inches apart. You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding and started to stammer out “i-i get how you feel… i mean, how could i not fall for you? You’re so sweet and always help me with the chores around the house..” he smiled at your response and leaned down until you lips slightly touched.

He was teasing you, letting your lips touch only slightly, making you shiver in anticipation. “Oh fuck this” you muttered before literally throwing yourself at him and sealing your lips in a hot kiss. I.N let out a quiet groan as he picked you up without hesitation and pressed your body against the nearest surface, which turned out to be the bathrooms wall.

Your lips danced in a breathless kiss before the two of you parted, trying to get as much air into your lungs as you could. “You don’t even know how long i’ve been waiting for this, Noona.” He pressed his body into yours and you blushed when you felt his already hardening length press into your heat, whimpering at the feel of him, you got to kissing down his cheek and his neck. “Want you so bad Innie” you breathed against his ear to which he groaned and carried you to the sink, where he let you down.

Jeongin started to press hot kisses against your jaw, making his way down to you cleavage before pulling your top over your head. “You’re so beautiful.” He murmured against your akin before taking one of your nipples into his mouth and gently sucking.

You moaned at the feeling of his hot mouth on your body and pulled at his hair lightly. “I.N.. your shirt.. take it off.” You whispered shakily, holding onto him.

He complied without saying anything, throwing his shirt onto the floor, he’d care about it later. Without hesitation you started to roam his upper body with your hands, quickly going south to undo his belt and open his pants. “Need you now, Innie, hurry up.” You whined to which he laughed and started to glide his hands up your bare thighs. Thank god you wore that cute skirt, he thought. “Impatient. Are we?” He teased you slightly before pulling your soaked through panties down your legs and moaning at the sight of your glistening folds.

Your panties went into his pocket before you said anything and he kissed you fiercely before fishing out his cock and moaning as you took it in your hands and started to pump him. “Cmon, fuck me baby, make me yours.” Now that was something you didn’t have to tell him twice.

He positioned himself at your entrance, not having to prep you much with how slick you already were. “Gonna fuck you so good. Better than any of your fucking vibrators ever could.” He rasped against your ear. Before you could even register what he said, he fucked into you with one languid stroke.

You moaned loudly at the feeling of his length nestled into your tight heat. As soon as he started building up a steady rhythm you forgot about the party, about the people im your house. Your focus was completely on Jeongin and how good he was fucking you. “H-Holy shit you’re so fucking tight. Not gonna last long, Baby” he moaned against your ear, making you shiver at his dirty words.

Never had you heard him talk like that, but you weren’t complaining, instead you pushed your nails into his muscular back and whined at his thrusts. He was making you see stars and when he hit that one spongy spot inside of you, you knew it was over for you. Your moans turned breathy as you withered against his body, rolling your eyes back. “Fucked you dumb already? Huh? Tell me whose fucking you this good?” He growled against your nipple before biting down on it gently, making you scream out in pleasure.

“Y-you are! Jeongin! Oh fuck, gonna make me cum!” You moaned loudly, tightening around his cock as he groaned at the feeling, getting close to his high as well. His thumb started drawing quick circles on your clit, only getting you closer to cumming. “Cmon Y/N, show me how good you take my cock.” That was the last thing you needed to finally push over the edge. Convulsing around his length while moaning out his name again and again.

You were sure, after you’d come out the bathroom, everyone in your house would know what just happened. You heard I.N moan against your neck as he bit down and came into you, painting your walls white with his cum.

As the two of you were breathing heavily, cuddled up to each other, you heard a small knock at the door, and then a voice saying “don’t want to disturb you lovebugs, but uhhh… the cops are here”

Both of you perked up at looked at yourselves, shocked.

“Oh fuck”.

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Hello guys! Here is my first piece for Jeongin!! I hope you like it, definitely let me know! If you want to request somethinng, feel free to always do so!

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-Julie💕🌸

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TAKE ALL I GIVE YOU’

Warnings: fem!reader, dumbification, penetration, unprotected sex, breeding, choking, degradation

Pairing: reader x Draken, reader x Mitsuya, reader x Rindou

WC: 732 (not proofread)

DRAKEN was a buff man. Big, strong, bulky. Just everything you could wish for. Not only did his strong arms keep you warm and safe, his high statue and immense strengh made it easy to drive you completely wild. When he has you underneath him, whimpering and crying out to him to have mercy on your poor cunt.

He had you in a mating press. Driving his rockhard cock into you faster than usual, harder than usual. You didn't know what you did to tick the normaly so calm man off. All you could think of was the tip of his cock hitting the spongey spot inside of you again and again. You were shaking from pure pleasure, blinking up at him, reduced to a babbling and drooling mess.

"Look at you, fuck, dumb fucking slut taking me like a champ huh? Been waiting to fuck you all night. Shit." He muttered gruffly against your ear, making goosebumps raise over your skin from hearing the names he called you. Your moans sounded like a heavenly call to him, lurring him in, making him pound away at your poor cunt even harder if even possible.

"Gonna make you take everything, Slut. Pump you full of my cum, thats what you wanted, huh?! Wanted Daddy to breed you like a little bitch?"

MITSUYA was feeling lightheaded. His head was spinning, mind messy and thoughts cloudy. All he could concentrate on was the needy pull of your plush cunt sucking him back in. 

He had you in the back of the library you two often met at. His sweet little girlfriend, bend over a desk far far away from the other people, desperately trying to muffle her moans. 

Now, Mitsuya was normally not the guy to do this kind of stuff, even more not in public. But with you l,ooking like a dream today, wearing your and his favorite dress, that he personally designed for you, he just could’t resist the urge to fuck you stupid on his Cock.

He was slowly, but surely turning your Brain into mush, only being able to babble incoherent words, or slurs of how good he was fucking you. Mitsuya, the sweet sweet boy your mother adored so much, fucking you like a filthy whore, whispering dirty and mean things into your ear.

His hand snaked around your throat, gripping it just right and pulling you upwards in a fast motion. Your pussy involuntarily squeezed around his cock from the feeling of his big hand choking you, making a moan almost slip out from his lips before saying:

“Look what you do to me, fuck. Walking around in that damn dress all day long, should’ve fucked you as soon as i saw you today.”

RINDOU could get really jealous really fast. Especially seeing you laugh at some stupid Joke, his older Brother made. You knew he hated when you were away from him for too long, and seeing you spend the time you weren’t with him, with his Brother? Oh, he was about to explode.

So it was to no surprise that when you two entered your shared home, you were pressed against the nearest wall in mere seconds. Rindou gripped your jaw to make you look at him, “Now what the fuck did i tell you, slut? Laughing with my own brother like that. Fuck” he groweled lowly in front of you.

Of course you weren’t as dumb as Rindou sometimes thought you were, you knew exactly where and when to push the buttons to get your Husband to get like this. Jealous, Angry, Rough...

He was pounding into now for what felt like ages, it was long ago that you started turning into a dumb mess unterneath him. But he didn’t care if it was ‘too much..’ like you said, in his eyes, you deserved every second of it, being reminded that no matter how you laugh at his brothers jokes, he would never be able to make you cry like Rindou did.

He could slowly feel another orgasm beginning to build in the pit of his stomach, groaning at the familiar, yet so good feeling. Beginning to messily rub sticky circles on your overstimulated clit, making you scream out to him. 

“See what you make me do, Dumb Slut? Do i always have to remind you of who this fucking pussy belongs to? Fucking whore.”

arranged marriage Bonten mikey but he is goddamn cold & indifferent to reader who loves him legitimately; Uses reader’s body for pleasure only til he got her pregnant. Reader died giving birth to the child and that’s when he realized he rly loved reader. Her parting gift to him was the child :(

omggg okay so listen up...

Mikey loved the way she was sooo fucking dumb for him, the way she'd do anything just to please him, to make him like her too. She'd more than once run away from home in the middle of the night just because he called her up..

He really wasn't used to someone practically running after him. thats why he hated that idea so much he just kept turning you down over and over again, breaking your heart more than once.

it was when you turned up at his door at god knows what hour, crying your eyes out and shaking from the cold of Tokyo. You were holding something in your delicate hands, hands he loved to feel on his skin, even though he'd never admit that out loud.

"I'm pregnant, Mikey." you'd confessed that night. And he went batshit crazy over you. Accusing you of trying to "Babytrap" him, so he couldn't leave you like you knew he would. He screamed at you to "get fucking lost before i forget myself". And so you ran, ran like a person gone wild, away from all this shit, from the pain, from him.

It wasn't a couple of months later that he got a text from Draken saying "Mikey i really think there's someone you should meet..". And he agreed because he thought it was you who he was going to meet. You, who he had been searching for the last couple of months, regretting the vile words he threw at you that night.

It wasn't until he arrived at the Hospital that he realised something was terribly wrong. Ken-chin standing at a door, looking almost remorseful? sad? what the fuck was happening, Mikey thought.

A loud and shrill scream shook him. He didn't know why, the hairs on his neck standing up immediately, it was a baby. He began breathing faster, felt like there was a huge, heavy stone on his chest, stopping him from breathing normally. "Ken-chin, w-what the fuck is going on? W-what are we doing here?"

His voice was shaking, something that never happened. Draken just put an arm around his smaller friend and whispered a small "I'm so sorry Mikey. She couldn't make it.." into his hair.

What? What the fuck was he talking about? It couldn't be about you, could it? But when he looked up and saw the Doctor looking at him, with that look in his eyes... the sorrow, the pain, all of it hit at once.

He couldn't breathe, started snapping for air to fill his lungs again, the world began to spin around him, Drakens screams of "Mikey! Mikey calm down!" got quiet until he couldn't hear anything but the loud cries of his child. The child you gave him, gifted him as a final goodbye before peacefully leaving this world with an "I'll always love you, Mikey." on your lips...

So, now, almost a year later, everyone knew not to ask Mikey what happened to the Mother of his little Daughter. Last time someone asked, he went on a killing spree for three days and was only stopped by Draken finally knocking him out...

Ahh, here it is, my first ever angsty writing!! I hope you liked it. :) sorry if there are any typos, didn't proofread it :P

but imagine stoner!lix having his first session with you and when he reaches a certain high he starts noticing how much he likes you and probably gets a boner when you’re munching on ice cream and lick your lips. his dirty mind going elsewhere because the intensity of the high is making him imagine how good you’d look under him. and then his voice begins to get raspy and deeper by the time the blunt has finished, but what he doesn’t know is that you’re also turned on too.

Omgg yess, i‘m melting….

Felix would invite you over to Chill, like every Saturday. But this time he planned something different, as he held up the blunt with a lazy smirk your eyes grew wide.

„But i‘ve- i‘ve never done this..“ you shyly muttered, afraid of him suddenly thinking you were immature and uncool. But Lix just cooed and pulled you with him onto his bed before reassuring you that it would be okay, and that you‘d like it.

After the first couple of hits, and a lot of coughing from you side, Felix looked at you with bloodshot, lazy eyes. „You okay, Princess?“ he‘d ask in his raspy voice. You suddenly felt as if you were on fire, your childhood friend, and crush, looked at you as if you hung the stars in the sky.

„Hey Lixie, you got some ice cream?“ your question made him giggle before nodding and standing up „you got the munchies?“ he said before disappearing from his room and returning a couple minutes later with a tub of vanilla ice cream.

As the time went on slowly, and you ate the ice cream with your eyes closed, probably higher than anyone has ever been, felix continued to smoke another blunt to really get the hit.

When he looked at you and saw how the ice cream dripped from your chin onto your cleavage he groaned quietly, how hadn’t he noticed the shirt you were wearing? „Holy fuck“ he spoke quietly, luckily you didn‘t hear him over all the slurping you did.

Felix was speechless, your tits were barely covered by that stupid shirt and if he looked close enough he could see your nippled perked up. You were sucking on that spoon as if it were a cock… he got goosebumps at that thought.

While you thought about how fucking hot his eyes looked like bloodshot, you didn’t see an insanely horny felix before you, hardest he‘s ever been trying to conceal himself. When you looked up at him he was blushing and looking like you as if you were his prey.

„You alright lixie?“ you innocently asked him, the question making him groan and lunge forward to connect his lips with yours in a messy, vanilla flavoured kiss.

You moaned breathily as he groped your tits und ripped your shirt open. „Look so fucking good, put that shirt on for me, hm slut?“ he growled at the thought of you putting on something just for him to look at you. „O-Only for you, Felix.“ you whispered as you looked into his eyes, making his eyes get even darker.

Felix kissed your body down, leaving red and purple marks all over you, making you a whimpering and writhing mess underneath him. When he finally arrived where you wanted him most he pressed his nose against the very wet spot on your panties and inhaled before letting out a loud moan that made you shudder.

„God, you smell like the sweetest angel on earth, baby. I‘m going to fucking ruin you. This cunt‘s all mine now, you fucking hear me?“ he spoke against your lips before pulling your panties to the side and licking a big stripe up your cunt. Your body writhed on the bed as you moaned out his name.

As Felix licked and sucked on your pussy he couldn‘t contain his moans any longer, only intensifying your pleasure, rubbing himself against his bed for some type of friction. „F-Felix…. Lixie 'm gonna cum…“

You slurred your words together, trying to make a coherent sentence before your eyes rolled into the back of your head. As you were teetering on the edge of bliss your body convulsed and gave in as felix pushed two of his fingers into your cunt and pressed upward against your spongey spot.

You screamed out his name and began shaking in his hold, all you could feel was the big explosion of pleasure inside your tummy and felix continuing to work his tongue against your drenched lips.

As you slowly came down from your high and started squirming against him in sensitivity he pulled away from you, looking up with the sexiest smile you‘ve ever seen. „Such a good girl for me, squirted all over my fucking face.“ he grumbled, making you notice your juices running down his chin and dripping onto the bed.

„Holy shit“ you whispered and looked away shyly, before your head was turned his way again „don‘t fucking look away from me. I want you to see what a fucking mess i made of you.“ he growled against your ear before kissing you hungrily, making you taste yourself on his tongue.

You were in for a long night with Felix….

WHOOPS… got carried away a bit… hope you liked it, anon!!🌸💕

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