Its Me. I Am The Little Miss.

It’s me. I am the Little Miss.

Still can’t get over how my name was supposed to be the new BLANK canvas but im fucking stupid and didn’t see it change to the new BLACK canvas. But I got attached quick and kept it

jung wooyoung everybody

Hey, just came by to say I love the yunho drabbles, is a very short story and yet so rich in plot 💜💜

Wow thank you🥹 I really love every time someone sends me an ask and expresses what they feel about my work especially this one. I’m working on the full thunder chapter now🫶🏽

@dreamyweirdlife ‘How to respond without reading’ 101. Amazing

I honestly will never get why people dislike Meghan. Has she done something that has personally affected you? Has she cyberbullied you like you cyberbullied her? Has she ever talked shit about your appearance like you do to her? I'm waiting. I so desperately want to know cause there's literally no valid reason for half of you to be saying the shit y'all be saying while you treat everyone else in the mothballs smelling, kissing cousins family with respect

Just a mistake

18+ • drabble • yunho • pt. 1 • pt.2 • pt.3

after making you shake like a leaf from cumming hard twice, he had to give in and stop or else he was going to do something he would regret…or would he?

either way, he graciously switched off the toy. he gently lifted you off the toy, helping you lay down. the amount of wetness everywhere was a lot. He was painfully hard but looking at you his heart softened. he helped you to the bathroom, running a bath at your bashful asking.

he held your hand as you carefully got in. as you sat, he went to pull away but you held on. he looked to you but you wouldn’t look at him. when he didn’t say anything or move you gently tugged.

he knew what you wanted. he always did

he thought for a moment. would this really be the thing that erased the line? not a heated moment of lust or a moment of weakness?

he looked at you and you meekly looked up at him.

he gave in in that moment. stripping before sitting behind you and holding you tight in the warm water felt like heaven. he rested his chin on your shoulder with his arms around you.

the storm outside had become nonexistent in your mind until a loud clap of thunder. you jumped and he held you tighter against his chest. “i’ve got you. promise i’ve got you”

neither of you spoke after that, just enjoyed. after a minute of holding and touching he began carefully washing you.

after you both got out, you dried off and held hands. he quietly moved about your room grabbing panties and slid a shirt like the one he was wearing again over you. you held his hand and walked to the bed. it was comfortably quiet with the two of you just moving instinctively.

you got in bed and made room for him as he slid in next to you. he held you as you both drifted to sleep.

after a few hours you both stirred. the sound of his phone woke you up

he went to fetch it from the living room, face losing all fatigue with eyes widening some. “hey baby”

you shrunk. you laid back down pulling the covers up and over you.

he spoke to her. “yeah…yeah I’ll catch a cab and be over soon”

you tried to drift back to sleep. by the sound of his footsteps, he came back into the room

“y/n? y/n I’m leaving” he shook your foot to get your attention.

you pulled it back. “the keypad will lock it behind you” your voice sounded tired enough for you to hide how hurt you are.

still, he bites his lip but leaves the room. You hear him grab his clothes from the dryer before taking his leave.

you weren't sure what you expected to happen. you should've hung up when you had the chance