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⸺𝗂𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝖺𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉

( ୨୧ 𝓭etails ) 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗇𝖺𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗑 𝖿 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 • 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗒 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗎 • 𝗁𝗒𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 !

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So, when it comes to be my turn Could you shine it down here for her? (mitski - my love mine all mine )

ᨓ 。nishimura x fem reader ꒰🌙꒱ ﹕fluff w/slight angst ﹕+1.2k

[零] The vast majority of the time, Ni-Ki wasn't a big fan of romance, preferring to watch couples from a distance and see the smiles of others at the niceties they did for each other as he left the clutches of HYBE for his well-deserved vacation after countless promotions and such.

Great was his surprise when he felt his heart flutter for the first time (or at least he thinks so) when he collided with you on the skatepark on one of his nightly walks while carrying a whole bag of snacks. Maybe it was your beautiful eyes full of the brightest stars a person can have, your worried face after the little accident, or how you acted fast to help him before he fell completely to the ground, his chest touching yours due to the force you applied and holding the prettiest rose in one hand. He could feel a slight heat crawling to his cheeks the moment you looked directly into his eyes.

"I'm truly sorry. I'm in a hurry right now, and I couldn't see you." The tone in your voice could be described as a warm embrace to his heart, the small hint of concern making its presence known in that sentence while you still checked his whole body for any injured parts.

He did not remember to move on his own and was left in a trance for a brief moment. He felt nervous; his heart was racing, and he thought his voice had gone since not a single word came from his mouth.

"Are you okay?" He moved his head up and down as an affirmation, you gave a bow, and then you left while still saying several apologies and one beautiful smile. The state he was in must be described as starstruck and he growled on the low when he realized how stupid he looked to you, with his lips parted and his eyes looking at you in a daze. His sight traveled to the sky bathed in stars of all sizes, the moon positioned at the top, and peace reigned for a second in his body for such a beautiful midnight that was happening.

He placed the palm of his hand right where his vital organ was still beating at a great speed, making him clap his hand with his chest slowly. Due to his job, he got to see multiple girls, all of whom were beautiful to his innocent and lovely eyes every time he interacted with them on stage, at fan events, or even outside taking pictures with the HYBE building with their merchandise, but the reaction he had right now was different. Very different.

He could swear that the moment lived a few minutes ago began to bring him certain hallucinations when he saw you again, this time without the smile you wore before when you said goodbye to him in sorrow and the beautiful flower that was embraced by your fingers, now without any petals left. The moonlight was dazzling, and she saw nothing wrong with overshadowing her little companions. The blossom gave directly to your trail as if it were a reflector, a path of tears forming on the cheeks of others.

You, on the other hand, were so excited to see your partner again after several weeks. His constant classes for that test that all Korean students must take, not to mention all the extracurriculars, had taken time away from your relationship. After the incident with the tall guy with cute moles and the most attractive eyes you could ever see, you ran to the meeting place you and Jinsik had agreed to be at.

You understood him, you really did, but you couldn't get it through your head that he had cheated on you to go with someone else when you saw them kissing. You had to face him for your own peace and hit him with the rose you cared for and made grow with so much love in your grandmother's garden.

The tears finally rolled down from your eyes once you were away from the sly smile and empty words of the boy who wasn't worth it, ending up in the same park as before. The rest of the flower ended in the nearest trash can, and you let yourself out for a few minutes in the empty park.

Ni- Ki didn't know exactly what to do. Does he need to go next to you? That was probably mostly weird. Or should he just go back to the dorms?

The bag next to him started to look alarming, and he took out the big marshmallow covered in chocolate that was for Heeseung once he got back. One lie won't be so bad. The same thing happened. Heart pounding to the point it was banging on his chest, with his very slight sweaty palms and random thoughts coming to his head, he went for it.

The presence beside you was very obvious; you raised your head and your breath stuck in your throat. The tall guy you talked to before saw you with all your make-up running down your face, which you tried to hide with your hair, which was completely useless.

A snack was placed in the middle of you both, and the face of the unknown boy gave you the go-ahead that he was sharing the candy. The sweet stopped at your hands, and you gave a short bow. You looked pretty pathetic; you were not going to deny it or even look at yourself because you just knew it. It was your first breakup, and you didn't think it was going to end this way.

"Bad noon?"

"Oh hell, it is... I just got my heart broken" of course it was. The only area in which he has no clue and would not help at all is if he used all he learned about love and breakups from coming-of-age movies.

"I'm probably the worst person to tell you something, but don't hold the sadness for too long. It will only make it worse to forget him or her, especially if he hurt you. Heal yourself from this and wait for the right person again because love will always come at any time, sooner or later."

You made eye contact again and decided to capture his features, or at least the ones that the face mask didn't cover. His messy brown hair and blonde highlighter were messy, and the beanie he was wearing didn't help, but he pulled it off completely. His feline eyes and gorgeous brows made your heart skip a beat. Your mouth gaped to respond to him, being interrupted by the vibration of the boy's cell phone; his eyebrows furrowed, and he put it away again after answering. He took the black shopping bag in one hand and bowed.

Ni-Ki didn't want to leave; he felt the strange necessity of staying by your side to comfort you, something he wasn't allowed to do due to his rookie contract.

"Just think about it..."

And he left, hiding the feeling of punching himself when he realized he didn't ask your name or at least saying his to you. He really wanted to at least find her again and would pray to all the gods above because a small part of his brain and heart told him to trust destiny, because if destiny put them together for a small moment, they would join them back since love must come and go.

↷ 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚢'𝚜 note: this is my very first post over here and hopefully you guys like it 🦋

── ❝ ꒰ 𝒯𝐻𝐸𝑌 𝑆𝐴𝑌 𝑆𝑂𝑀𝐸𝑇𝐻𝐼𝑁𝐺 𝐻𝑈𝑅𝑇𝐹𝑈𝐿 𝐷𝑈𝑅𝐼𝑁𝐺 𝐴𝑁 𝒜𝑅𝐺𝑈𝑀𝐸𝑁𝑇 .ᐟㅤ ៸៸﹙ 엔하이픈 ﹚ ᶻ𐰁

GENRE ៸៸ angst ៸ maknae line ﹔ SYPNOSIS┆in which they hurt your feelings during an argument .ᐟㅤ ꒰ WORD COUNT﹕1kish per member꒱── 𝓦ARNING(S) not edited ៸ arguing ៸ pet names ៸ mean things being said ៸ . ݁ ✦ ݁ . ⊱ LIBRARY . . . ﹕LUNA 💭 — so close to dropping out:3 𖥔 ݁˖ hyung line !

୨୧ ‎김선우 ── 𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐎𝐎

the soft rhythm of rain pattering against the window did little to soothe the tension that currently filled the air. the usually warm and inviting space between you and sunoo felt cold now, filled with unspoken words and lingering frustration.

you sat on the couch, your arms crossed, staring at the floor, trying to process what had just happened.

sunoo, usually the one to lighten the mood with a smile or playful tendencies, was pacing back and forth, his face hardened with a rare expression of anger.

the argument had started small—about how distant he had been lately, how he seemed to brush off your attempts to talk. you hadn’t expected him at all to lash out the way he had.

“i just don’t understand why you have to make everything about you,” sunoo snapped, stopping in his tracks to face you. his words were like a slap to the face, sharp and cutting.

you blinked in shock, the air knocked out of your lungs for a moment. sunoo had never spoken to you like this before. “what?” you whispered, your voice barely audible as you tried to comprehend the seriousness of his words. ─── 𝘔𝘖𝘙𝘌 𝘜𝘕𝘋𝘌𝘙 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘊𝘜𝘛 !

sunoo ran a hand through his hair, his frustration evident in the way his fingers tugged at the strands.

“literally every single time something happens, it’s always about your feelings, your needs. you don’t think about how i’m feeling, how much pressure i’m under.”

you swallowed hard, the lump in your throat growing as his words sunk in. “that’s not fair, sunoo..” you said, your voice trembling.

“i do care about you, sunoo. i’ve been trying to be there for you, but you— you keep pushing me away, what else do you want me to do?”

his eyes flickered with something—regret, maybe—but it was quickly replaced by the same hardened expression. “maybe i’m pushing you away because i can’t deal with everything right now, i can’t be what you need me to be.”

the words hit you like a punch to the gut, and you felt tears welling up in your eyes. you had always known sunoo to be gentle, always considerate of your feelings.

hearing him say something so hurtful felt like the ground had shifted beneath you, like you didn’t recognize the person you were talking to anymore.

“so what? you’re just going to shut me out? push me away because it’s easier than dealing with your feelings?”

sunoo’s jaw clenched, and for a moment, you could see the walls he had put up to protect himself. but instead of softening, he shook his head, the frustration still evident in his voice.

“maybe i just need space,” he said coldly. “if you used your brain—maybe you’d realize that i just can’t handle being around you right now.”

the room fell into an eery silence, the weight of his words hanging heavily in the air. you felt like your heart had been ripped out of your chest, and stomped on. you stood up, your legs shaky as you tried to steady yourself.

“if that’s really how you feel,” you whispered, your voice barely above a breath,

“then maybe we need to take a break.”

sunoo’s eyes widened at your words, and for a split second, the anger on his face was replaced by fear.

“w-wait,” he said, his voice softening, almost panicked. “that’s not what i meant, y/n. i just… i’m just frustrated.”

you shook your head, wiping at the tears that had started to fall down your cheeks. “you don’t get to take it back now, sunoo. you don’t get to say something like that and take it back— pretend it didn’t happen, pretend it didn’t hurt.”

he looked at you, his expression crumbling as he realized just how severe this was—how badly he had messed up.

the anger and frustration that had fueled the argument faded, replaced by regret and a deep sense of guilt.

he took a small step toward you, his hand reaching out as if to close the distance between you. “y/n, please,” he whispered, his voice filled with desperation. “i didn’t mean it. i’m so sorry.”

you looked away, not wanting to let him see how much his words had affected you. but you couldn’t ignore the way his voice cracked, the way his eyes pleaded with you to forgive him.

slowly, you turned back to face him, your heart aching at the sight of his tear-filled eyes.

“i never wanted to hurt you,” sunoo whispered, his voice barely above a whisper now. he took another step closer, his hand finally finding yours.

his touch was gentle, hesitant, as if he was afraid you might pull away. “i was just frustrated, overwhelmed. but that’s no excuse for the things i said.”

you let out a shaky breath, your heart softening at his words. his eyes, usually so full of light and warmth, were now clouded with regret and sorrow.

he squeezed your hand gently, his thumb brushing over your knuckles in a soothing gesture.

“i love you,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. “i love you so much, and the last thing i want is to push you away. i’ve just been struggling lately, and i didn’t know how to talk to you about it— but i need you. i can’t do this alone.”

you looked up at him, your tears mixing with his as he leaned his forehead against yours. his breath was warm against your skin, and for a moment, the world around you seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of you.

“i’m sorry too,” you whispered, your voice soft and steady. “i shouldn’t have pushed you to talk when you weren’t ready. but i’m here for you, sunoo. i always will be.”

he closed his eyes, a soft, relieved smile tugging at the corner of his lips as he pulled you into his arms, holding you tightly against his chest.

“thank you,” he murmured, his voice barely audible over the sound of the rain outside.

“thank you for not giving up on me.”

and as you stood there in his embrace, the warmth of his body surrounding you, you knew that no matter what, you would always find your way back to each other.

the quiet comfort of knowing that your love for each other was stronger than any argument, any painful words was more than anything.

୨୧ ‎양정원 ── 𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐖𝐎𝐍

the slam of the door echoed through the room, cutting through the silence like a blade— jungwon had never been the one to lose his temper, always calm and collected even in the most stressful of situations.

but tonight, something had snapped. you sat on the edge of the bed, your arms wrapped tightly around yourself as you tried to process what had just happened.

jungwon stood by the door, his hands clenched into fists at his sides, his breathing heavy with frustration.

his face was flushed with red cheeks— visible anger, a sharp contrast to the gentle leader you were so used to.

he had been distant for weeks, buried in the pressures of his responsibilities, and when you had finally attempted to confront him about it, things had quickly spiraled out of control.

“i don’t need you telling me how to handle my problems!” he had yelled, his voice louder than you ever heard it before. the words had hit you like a punch to the gut, leaving you breathless and heartbroken.

you had stood there in shock, unable to believe that the person you loved, the person who had always been your source of comfort, could say something so hurtful.

“jungwon,” you had whispered, your voice trembling, “i’m— i’m just trying to help.”

but he had shaken his head in rejection, his eyes cold and distant. “i don’t need your help,” he had snapped. “i can handle this on my own, i’m not a child!”

those words had cut deeper than you wanted to admit, and for a moment, you had considered walking out of the room, leaving him to cool off on his own.

but something had stopped you—maybe it was the look in his eyes, the way they flickered with a visible regret even as he tried to hold on to his anger.

now, the silence between you was heavy, filled with the weight of everything that had been said.

you sat there, your heart aching with the pain of his rejection, wondering if this was the moment that everything would come crumbling apart.

jungwon’s shoulders slumped as he let out a heavy sigh, the anger slowly draining from his body as if something had snapped him back to his senses.

he turned to face you, his expression softening as he saw the hurt in your eyes. “y/n,” he said quietly, his voice barely above a whisper, “i’m.. sorry.”

you looked up at him, your eyes searching his face for any sign of the warmth that you had grown so accustomed to.

he took a hesitant step towards you, his hand reaching out as if to close the distance between you.

“i didn’t mean it baby,” he continued, his voice filled with regret. “i was angry, and i said things i didn’t mean.”

you swallowed hard, the lump in your throat making it difficult to speak. “you said you didn’t need me,” you whispered, your voice trembling with sadness.

“is that how you really feel? be honest with me, please jungwon..”

jungwon’s eyes widened in shock, his face paling as he realized the gravity of what he had said.

he rushed over to you, dropping to his knees in front of you as he took your hands in his, holding them tightly.

“no,” he said quickly, his voice urgent. “no, y/n—that’s not how i feel at all. i need you, y/n. i need you more than anything.”

you looked down at him, your heart aching as you saw the desperation in his eyes. he squeezed your hands gently, his voice softening as he continued.

“i’ve just been so overwhelmed lately, and i didn’t know how to deal with it. but that’s no excuse for the way i treated you. you’ve always been there for me, and i took that for granted. i’m so sorry.”

tears welled up in your eyes as you listened carefully to his words, your heart softening at the sincerity in his voice.

you could see how much he regretted what he had said, and as he looked up at you, his eyes filled with guilt and love, you knew that he meant every word. “i don’t want to fight with you anymore,” you whispered, your voice cracking with emotion. “i just want us to be okay.”

jungwon nodded, his eyes filled with determination as he leaned closer to you, resting his forehead gently against yours.

“we will be,” he promised softly, his breath warm against your skin. “i’ll make sure of it. i love you, y/n. i never want to hurt you again.”

you closed your eyes, the warmth of his presence slowly easing the tension in your body. you leaned into his touch, allowing yourself to believe in the promise he had made.

“i love you too,” you whispered, your voice barely audible as you pressed a soft kiss to his forehead.

jungwon smiled softly, his hands wrapping around your waist as he pulled you into his arms, holding you tightly against his chest.

and as you rested your head against him, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath your cheek, you knew that the two of you would be okay.

୨୧ ‎西村 力 ── 𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐀 𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐈

the living room was bathed in a warm, soft light, the kind that made everything seem cozy and inviting.

riki was lounging comfortably on the couch, his posture relaxed as he swiped through his phone. you had been looking forward to this evening with him, hoping for a break from the long, stressful day at work.

you needed a moment to unwind, to be taken care of, and maybe find comfort in riki's company as you often usually did.

you started explaining a story about your day, one that had been particularly frustrating.

you had been in a meeting when you’d accidentally spilled coffee all over your blouse, and the embarrassment had been the last straw in an already horrendous day.

as you spoke, you tried to find some humor in the story, hoping that a bit of laughter would help lift your dull spirit.

riki looked up from his phone, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. “seriously?” he said, his voice dripping with amusement.

“you’re so clumsy— it’s like you’re a walking disaster. what’s next? tripping over your own feet and traumatizing your boss next?”

the words felt had felt like salt on an open wound. what was meant to be a lighthearted moment turned into a public shaming, and the frustration from your day turned into a deep, gnawing hurt.

you tried to laugh it off, but it came out as more of a strained sound. “yeah, i guess i’m just having a bad day,” you said, your voice lacking its usual warmth.

riki didn’t seem to notice your discomfort. instead, he leaned back, clearly enjoying his own joke.

“you know,” he said, his tone still teasing, “it’s not like this is the first time, you’re always doing stuff like this— maybe you should get used to it.”

the comment stung sharply, more than he probably realized. your face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and anger.

it was as if his words were mocking your genuine feelings of frustration and helplessness. “riki, that’s really not funny,” you said, trying to keep your voice steady.

“i’m already feeling pretty down about today.”

he looked at you with a raised eyebrow, as if he were surprised by your reaction. “come on, it’s just a joke,” he said, shrugging nonchalantly.

“why are you making such a big deal out of it?”

the dismissiveness in his tone was like a slap to the face. you felt your chest tighten, the hurt from his words mixing with the frustration of your day.

“it’s not just about this joke,” you said, your voice trembling slightly. “it’s how you always do this. you think it’s okay to make fun of me all the time, but it’s not.”

riki’s expression quickly shifted from amusement to irritation. he sat up straighter, his casual demeanor replaced by a defensive stance.

“seriously?” he said, his tone growing sharper. “you’re overreacting. i’m just trying to lighten the mood, and you’re taking it way too personally.”

the weight of his words was crushing. you stood up abruptly, unable to sit still any longer, the tears you had been holding back now threatening to spill.

“it’s not just about this one time, riki,” you said, your voice rising with the intensity of your emotions.

“it’s a pattern— you make these jokes, and it feels like you don’t care about how your words affect me. i’m trying to share my feelings, and all i get is more ridicule, of course— jokes are fine but sometimes you go way too far..”

riki’s eyes flashed with a mixture of frustration and confusion. “so what, you want me to just be serious all the time?” he asked, his voice tinged with a hint of annoyance.

“you know i’m not like that. i thought we had a sense of humor about these things.”

the hurt was beginning to feel overwhelming, and you could feel the tears beginning to fall. “it’s not about being serious all the time,” you said, your voice cracking.

“it’s about respect. i need to feel like my feelings matter, not like they’re just something for you to joke about.”

riki’s expression softened as he saw the tears in your eyes. his defensiveness began to fade, replaced by a genuine look of remorse.

“i didn’t realize it was this serious,” he said quietly, running a hand through his hair as if trying to process your words.

“i thought i was just being funny.. i never meant to hurt you.”

you shook your head, trying to wipe away the glossy tears that had begun to fall down your cheeks.

“it’s not just about tonight,” you said, your voice filled with pain. “it’s about how you often make these ‘jokes’— they make me feel like my feelings aren’t valid. i need you to understand that your words can have a real impact on me, especially since your opinion is the only one i care for.”

riki took a deep breath, stepping closer to you. his face was a mix of guilt and concern, and he reached out to gently take your hands in his.

“i’m really sorry,” he said softly, his voice filled with sincerity. “i didn’t mean to make you feel this way.. i see now that i’ve been crossing a line. i thought i was just teasing, but i can see how it came across— it was never my intention to hurt you baby..”

you looked up at him, seeing the genuine regret in his eyes. his earlier irritation had been replaced by a heartfelt apology, and you could feel the weight of the argument disappearing.

“thank you for understanding, ki..” you said quietly. “i just need us to communicate better, to be more considerate of each other’s feelings.”

riki nodded, his expression soft as he squeezed your hands gently. “i promise,” he said, his voice steady.

“i’ll be more mindful of what i say—i never want to be the reason you’re upset. i care about you too much for that.”

you took a breath, feeling a sense of relief wash over you. riki pulled you into his arms, holding you close as if to offer reassurance.

his embrace was warm and comforting, a visible contrast to the sharp words that had been exchanged earlier.

“i’m really sorry for what i said,” he murmured into your hair, his voice filled with regret.

“i never meant to hurt you. i’ll work on being more considerate and understanding.”

you rested your head against his chest, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat grounding you as you tried to calm the racing thoughts lingering in your head.

“i love you, riki,” you whispered, your voice soft and vulnerable. “i think we just need to be more in touch with each other’s feelings, to be supportive in ways that really matter.”

riki pressed a gentle kiss to the top of your head, his touch comforting as he continued to hold you close. “i love you too,” he said softly.

“and i promise to be more mindful of how i speak to you— i never want to make you feel like your feelings aren’t valid.”

as you stood there in riki’s embrace, the tension between you disappeared, replaced by a deeper understanding and connection.

the situation had been difficult for the both of you, but it had also led to the two of you growing closer— you knew that despite the hurtful moments and misunderstandings, your relationship would continue blossoming.

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Jungwon: 

I feel like Jungwon loves affection. He'd hold your hand, give you small kisses, he's all for it. His favorite thing to do though, is hug you. Wrapping his arms around your waist, kissing your neck softly.  He simply likes being close to you, taking any and every chance to make sure you know it.

Seonwoo:

Seonwoo probably isn't big on PDA, but he'll enjoy the occasional hug or cuddling. What really gets him is when you're walking together and you link arms with him. He'd probably feel really confident in the fact that you're his s/o.

Riki:

We all know Riki isn't one for open affection. PDA  isn't an option. BUT, he really likes to cuddle. Like borderline texting at 2am because he misses your hugs. Once convincing you he'd probably give you multiple kisses and cuddle you to death. Any affection away from the public eye is okay with him. 

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imagine delinquent! sunoo being your best friend.

He'd get into fights all the time, and them afterwards he'd come to you, knowing you'd always bandage his cuts and then scold him for his behavior.

But he'd love the light in your eyes when you gaze at him, the softness behind your harsh words. You deeply care for Sunoo, and he knows it.

Sunoo has a crush on you, a big one too. He uses the fights to get your attention and it hasn't failed once. But when he comes to you, slightly more bruised than usual, you sigh. "Sunoo, I can't keep doing this with you."

You don't even have the energy to scold him, so you sit beside him, tending to his cuts and bruises. He stares at you attentively, noticing how you're frowning and your nose is scrunched.

He leans in, pressing a swift kiss to your lips that makes you freeze. He chuckles, cupping your cheeks as he kisses you again. "You look prettier when you smile..."

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riki getting jealous because reader always wears very feminine/revealing things? (Not sexual ofc)

When you first started dating riki, you weren't very confident in your body. As you guys got closer though, he made you very sure of yourself and your confidence led to you wearing more girly and revealing clothing.

Of course he didn't say anything at first because he knows how long it took you to gain such confidence, but sometimes he just doesn't like how other guys stare when you guys are out together.

"Are you sure you're wearing that?.. It's pretty revealing.." Riki had asked you as you finished your makeup, getting ready to leave. "Is something wrong?... I usually dress like this.."

"That's the problem.." He misspoke and when your face fell he immediately felt bad. "No, baby.. That's not what I meant! I just.. You're so amazing and you're so pretty.. I don't want other people to see you this way."

You had simply chuckled at the explanation, cupping his cheeks. "It doesn't matter how other people see me because I'm yours, Riki... Only yours."

He'd smile at you, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "Okay then..."

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how wld enha be if they had kids with yn?

Heeseung:

Heeseung probably wants his kid to have as much fun as possible while also keeping him respectful. He'd play games with your son, take him out for ice cream, basically anything a "fun" parent would do. If your son ever accidentally broke something in the house while they were playing around, Heeseung would be calm. "Hey, don't cry.. Mommy won't be mad.. Accidents happen."

Heeseung would the take the blame for it, but you'd know that your son did it anyway. In the end you both cheer your kid up with kissed and cuddles.

Jay:

Jay is the type to be a total stay at home dad. He'd get your son to and from school everyday, making him the best lunches with heartfelt notes. Your son is probably a mama's boy though, so evenings are spent consoling and distracting the child until you get home for dinner. "Come on, mommy will be home soon. When she gets back we can have dinner and then I'll play my guitar for you."

He most likely succeeds in keeping your child happy and after dinner, you're all smiling and laughing as Jay plays his guitar. The night ends with you both tucking your son in.

Jake:

Jake is the energetic dad that'll do anything for his daughter. He'd treat you both like royalty. Every weekend, you guys all walk Layla together, getting ice cream before spending time at home together.

Jake is the type to let his daughter paint his toes, laughing and giggling. "Wait! Make my pinky toe blue!"

He'd laugh and giggle endlessly with you both, giving you and your daughter a bunch of kisses and hugs to remind you how much he loves you both.

Sunghoon:

Sunghoon would be a very protective father. He'd take you and your daughter shopping, buying you guys whatever you ask for, all the while death staring anyone who steps too close to either of you. "Hoonie, baby.. We're fine. You don't have to stare down every guy that walks past me." You'd reassure, giving him a kiss to his cheek.

"Baby.. Don't mind me. I'm just making sure nothing happens to my favorite girls."

He stays alert but you and your daughter eventually manage to crack a smile from him by trying on silly hats and clothes in a store.

Sunoo:

Sunoo is an absolute sweetheart towards you, so I doubt he'd be any different towards your daughter. He'd probably make a whole day out of taking her on a date, going as far as taking her to a nail salon and getting his nails painted pink to match hers. You'd probably be jealous that they went out without you, but Sunoo makes it better by coming home with your favorite flowers, your favorite food, and a big hug and kiss.

You'd immediately realize that he's not only the best dad but the best husband/boyfriend as well. "You didn't think I'd forget the wonderful woman who made me a father, did you?"

Jungwon:

Jungwon is another energetic parent. If his son is playing sports, he's at EVERY game. Never missing a single one. Your kids is probably easily excited just like his dad, so you're used to hearing random yelling in the house when they're spending time together. "Baby look! He just scored!" Jungwon would be the most loving and supportive parent whether your child was really good or not.

"Your team won! Let's go get dinner to celebrate!" You'd love watching Jungwon parent because he's effortlessly good at it. He'd never have you in question as to why you're with him.

Riki:

Riki is basically your big baby. He loves being a dad, and having become a trainee and debuting at a younger age, he wants to make sure your son has as much fun as possible before his schooling days. You're often left to be the disciplinarian whenever something bad happens because Riki physically cannot bring himself to yell at your son. Your son loves you just as much though, even when you're upset because he broke something.

"Let's have ice cream before dinner tonight. Mommy is working late today."

Overall, Riki is a very good parent. Even when he's bending the rules a bit.

Racing Thoughts ┃N.RK

needy!riki x oblivious!reader

riki has never had sex before and has a raging hard on. he simply does nothing abt it and it's driving him insane.

no smut included

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Third Person POV~

Riki had been watching you all day. Whether intentional or not, he was simply enjoying being around you. It wasn't until you sat beside him on the couch that things got awkward.

You had turned on the movie, placing your hand on his thigh as you always did, but this time it was so intimate in his mind. 

He couldn't keep his wandering eyes from flickering between your hand and the TV screen. His baggy pants are growing more and more tight around his crotch as he melts against the warmth of your palm.

He's trying his hardest to hide it too, a pillow placed directly on his lap to cover his very obvious hard on. He knows that it's normal. You're his girlfriend and he finds you attractive, but he's never popped a boner from such a simple action.

It's not like he craves to touch you that bad, after all he's never gone all the way before and you can't miss what you haven't had, but something about the way you innocently kiss or touch him.. It just seems so emphatically wrong.

So here he is, spending the remainder of the movie, pressing his thighs together, fidgeting every time your hand twitches even slightly.

His mind is racing with thoughts. Most of them less than appropriate,but he can't control it. He's never felt this way before, not at all. 

You begin to notice how he's moving so much, cheeks flushed a pretty red and his teeth tugging on his bottom lip every other minute.

"You okay, Riki?" You ask as he nods, scared to open his mouth, fearing that if he does he'll let out a moan. You shrug at his wordless response, moving your hand away from his thigh as you sit in a more comfortable position on the couch.

He immediately takes in a breath of relief, his roaring thoughts trickling down as he glances over at you.

"Baby... Can you help me?.. Please?.."

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@ihugyeojin hope u like this luv ❤

Unnecessary Affection ┃N.RK

non-affectionate!riki x affectionate!reader

riki doesn't like unnecessary affection, but his gf wants to cuddle.

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Third Person POV~

  "Riki... Come here.." You patted the spot on the couch next to you, wanting him to sit beside you, but Riki only shook his head. He was in the middle of a game and he was comfy where he was. He also didn't feel like cuddling.

 Riki often went a long time without really talking, so you at least wanted to cuddle, but he wasn't one for unnecessary affection. His love language was more so acts of service. He would do anything you asked him to, but he didn't like constant cuddling or kisses. He was more conservative.

 You weren't as understanding as you could've been though. You got upset and stomped off to your room, laying on your stomach so you could bury your head in your pillow. You weren't crying, but you couldn't understand why Riki never gave in. 

  He always said he loved you, and you were sure he was sincere, but he wasn't as affectionate as you. You often thought you were the problem. 

 "Y/n..." He had paused his game and left the living room, sitting beside you on the bed as he tried to garner your attention. "Baby..." He climed on top of you, putting all his weight on you. "Riki.." You hummed in defeat as he rolled off of you, rubbing your back. "Look at me.." You glanced over at him, and he smiled, pressing a kiss to each of your cheeks, your nose, your forehead, and finally your lips. He made sure to linger there before pulling away. 

  "I'm sorry.. I know you like skinship.. I promise I'll try it sometimes... Just for you." He smiled as you nodded, kissing his cheek. "Thank you, baby.. I'll try being more understanding too.."

 "I love you Y/n.." He smiled, kissng you again before cuddling into your side. "I love you too Riki.."

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What would the hyung line's reaction be to getting caught having sex by their parents and for the maknae line getting caught making out by their parents

Walk Ins ┃ENHYPEN

enhypen x reader

nsfw! smut

enhypen getting caught fucking/making out w their gf by their parents

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Heeseung:

"Baby.. Shh.. You're gonna get us caught." Heeseung whispers, hips moving faster in making their meet against yours as he struggles to hold back his own noises. "Fuck.. Heeseung. I'm so close." You moan, the sound getting muffled as he covers your mouth. "Shut up."

The door then opens, Heeseung's mother walking in as she pauses. "Oh.. I forgot she was here I should've knocked." She covers her eyes, sighing as Heeseung groans out of embarrassment. "Mom! Get out please!" He yells as his mother rolls her eyes behind her hand. "If you wanna have sex in peace, move out. If you guys get hungry after, I made some dinner. It's in the kitchen." She says simply before leaving.

You laugh quietly once she leaves, making Heeseung groan. "It's not funny.. She's gonna tell my dad." He whines as you shrug. "Then let's finish up before she does.."

Jay:

"Slow down. You're making the bed creak too much." You let out a quiet moan, arms wrapped loosely around Jay's neck as he thrusted into you, moving slightly too fast out of desire to reach climax faster. You were currently visiting his parents, and he just couldn't wait, so you gave in. But you immediately regretted it when his dad walked in. Jay was quick to cover your exposed skin, eyes immediately darting towards his father's. "Woah.. Uhm. Maybe I should've knocked.." His dad mumbled nervously, looking away. Jay had immediately sighed. "What do you need, dad? This is kind of awkward enough already.."

At Jay's words, his father clears his throat. "Oh well.. Uhm, I was gonna ask if you wanted to watch the game with me... Your mom said she wanted to hang out with Y/n too, but I'll just tell her you guys are busy."

He then closed the door, footsteps fading out as he walked away. You were just laying there shocked, but also not shocked. "Why did he take it so well?.." You ask as Jay sighs. "He didn't.. I'm gonna get so much shit about this tomorrow.."

Jake:

"Jake.. I swear, if your mom walks in I'm breaking up with you." You threatened as Jake laughed beneath you, his hands sliding underneath your shirt to grip your hips as he helped you move your hips on him. "She's not gonna come in. She should be sleep right now." He responds with an overly cocky tone, thrusting his hips upwards to meet yours as you bite your lip to supress a moan. You had let go slightly, deciding to believe Jake, but it's not even a moment before his mom is walking in, flipping the light switch on. "Jaeyun- oh.."

She immediately froze and so did you and Jake. "I heard a noise, so I wanted to check in.. I see you're fine. Goodnight." She then shut the lights off before leaving quickly, Jake started laughing. You slapped his chest. "That's not funny!" You were so embarrassed, but Jake couldn't stop laughing. "She's fine.. This isn't the first time it's happened."

Sunghoon:

"Park Sunghoon. We're literally at your parents house and your sister's room is across the hall. I'm not letting you fuck me right now." Is what you said thirty minutes ago when Sunghoon first said he was horny. Now he has you pressed into his mattress, and you can't even complain.

He's eager, and his second orgasm is nearing, much like yours. It's almost cruel how fast he has to stop when his dad walks in, immediately sheilding his eyes as he sees the position you two are in. "Dad, do you ever knock!?" Sunghoon sighs, covering you with the blanket as he rushed to pull his previously discarded shirt over his head. His father was clearly flustered, coughing loudly to ease the tension. "I'm sorry.. I forgot.. Your mother and I made dinner plans. If you two aren't too busy, maybe you'd like to come with us.."

Sunghoon sighs, nodding as he runs a hand through his hair. "Okay.. We'll be down soon." He responds. His dad gives a curt nod before he leaves, closing the door. Sunghoon collapses on top of you, chuckling. "He looked so scared.."

You simply laughed, kissing Sunghoon's cheek. "Let's get cleaned up, we'll finish this later."

Sunoo:

"I missed you today.." Sunoo mumbled between kisses, his hands resting on your waist comfortably. "It's not my fault you skipped school today." You retorted, earning an eyeroll from your boyfriend. He then kissed you again, pulling you closer. You were basically on top of him, straddling his lap as you played with his hair. Everything was so sweet and loving until it wasn't.

"Sunoo, I'm home-" You both immediately averted your gazes towards the living room doorway as Sunoo's mother stared slightly shocked. She always liked you and thought you were very sweet towards her son, but she'd prefer not to walk in seeing you on his lap. "Mom, I thought you were gonna be late tonight?" Sunoo asked as you held back a laugh, hiding your face against his shoulder. "I'm glad I got off work earlier, otherwise I would've come back to find that I'm gonna be a grandma."

Jungwon:

"I promise you that nothing happened between us, her crush is one sided.." Jungwon explained as you nodded, feeling more assured after seeing some other girl touching him. He had kissed you, wanting to display his love for you, and eventually you were both making out on his bed. His hands on your waist, yours on his chest. This was probably only the third or fourth time you've ever made out. And of course you regret ever doing it when Jungwon's dad walks in.

"Sorry to interrupt, your mother asked me to call you guys down for dinner..." He then leaves quickly, making Jungwon sigh. "He's never letting this go." You simply press a kiss to Jungwon's lips before getting off the bed. "It's fine. Let's hurry down stairs before he gets the chance to tell your mom."

Riki:

"I don't wanna talk about it, actually." You were upset with Riki because of something that happened after school, and he gave some stupid explanation which only made you more mad. For the sake of not arguing at his house and alerting his sisters, you told him to drop it, but he clearly didn't intend to. "Y/n, I told you that it wasn't my fault, can't you just listen."

He pressed you against the kitchen counter, trying to trap you so you had no choice but to listen. When he finally caught your gaze, he kissed you, cupping your jaw as he pulled you closer. Your anger dissipated easily, your focus falling onto the kiss as you rested your hands on his hips, looping your fingers through his belt loops. He smiled against your lips, pulling away slightly.

His eyes opened to meet yours, but he also caught his mother's gaze from his peripherals. "Hey mom." He greeted awkwardly, pulling away from you completely as his mother walked into the kitchen, setting her groceries on the counter. You had smiled and waved shyly at her.

"You know Riki, I hope this girlfriend of yours can teach you to study the way she's taught you to kiss."

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thank you so much for your request!

im trying to go as fast as possible but I'm in my last week of school so no promises on being fast for now.

If you're gonna spam like my posts, please reblog as well. It helps 🥰 ty

Situationship Texts ┃N.RK

rikixreader

sorta situationship, swearing, mentions of kissing

part two

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how about dom devious, mean, cocky jungwon? he's so cocky he smirks at how you struggle to take his cock in you. playing with ur clit until your gripping at his arms to take it slow.

Leisurely ┃Y.JW

semidom!jungwon x sub!femreader

jungwon and yn haven't fucked in two weeks and jungwon is more than excited to give her what she's been missing.

cw: smut!, kissing, rough sex, unprotected sex, hair pulling, cum eating, cunnilingus, fingering, clit play, big cock jw, deep penetration, belly bulge, teasing, crying, dacryphillia, dirty talk, creampie, swearing.

wdct: 1.5k

tyysm for the request hope u enjoy.

not proofread!

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Third Person POV~

It felt like you hadn't seen Jungwon in ages. He'd been gone for the past two weeks on a family vacation. And he wanted you to come with, but you had important work to finish before a huge company event. You couldn't afford to miss it. So you've been home alone every day and every night. Until Jungwon got back this morning.

You woke up, hearing the shower running in the bathroom. You saw Jungwon's suitcases on the floor and you immediately got excited. You got out of bed, walking into the bathroom as you smiled at your boyfriend through the glass of the shower door, he couldn't even be patient, so he opened the shower door, giving you a loving kiss.

"Good morning, baby.." He smiles, closing the door again to avoid the water wetting the floor. You hopped onto the counter, kicking your feet like an excited child as you greeted him back. "I missed you so much, Won.."

"I missed you more, love.." He finishes showering, wrapping his towel around his waist as he steps out of the shower. His hair is dripping and the floor is getting wet, but he doesn't even care.

He's immediately standing between your legs, running his hands up and down your thighs as he stared up at you. "You go into work at 8am?.." He asks as you nod. "It's about 6am right now.."

You already know what he's hinting towards, and as much as you wanna say yes, you know you shouldn't. "Baby.. Can't you wait til later?.. Trust me I need you just as much, but I can't risk being late to work.."

He pouts, pushing his hair back to keep it out of his face. "Please..? I'll make you feel so good, my love.." He guides your hand to the bulge beneath his towel, his eyes pleading as he stares into yours.

You finally nod, cupping his cheeks as you kiss him, melting against his lips. You've probably been thinking about just kissing him for the past two weeks. Being able to touch him after two weeks is driving you crazy.

He's just as thrilled as you, pulling away from the kiss to trail down your neck, being mindful not leave hickies as he slides his hands underneath your loose tank top. He eventually pulls away, helping you off the counter as he drags you over to the bed. He climbs on after you, discarding his towel as he pushes you to lay down, tugging your shorts off, knowing you have nothing on beneath them.

He rubs your wetness, smiling at how slick you are. "Did you miss me that much princess?..." He teases, his thumbs rubbing over your nipples through the ribbed fabric of your tank top. You gasp at the touch, gripping his wrists. "And I suppose you didn't miss me?.." You respond cheekily, using your socked foot to rub against his erection.

He smiles, pushing your legs open as he slides two fingers into you, fucking them into you and easily hitting all the right spots. "Shit, Jungwon.. Ah~" You tighten your hold on his wrist, holding back your moans by biting your lip. "I've been craving you for the past two weeks, don't fucking quiet yourself."

He moves his fingers faster, his cock dripping with more and more anticipation with every wet sound he hears from your dripping cunt. "Maybe if you fuck me I'll moan for you.." You gasp, feeling his fingers thrust particularly deep. He smiles, pulling his fingers out of you, sliding them into his mouth to taste your sweetness.

He then pins both your wrists above your head, positioning himself between your legs as he slides into you.

"Have you been using your toys? Hm?.. You're not as tight as I thought you'd be.." He teases, his cock fitting perfectly inside you. You whimper at how deep his cock reaches, the slight pain settling in your pelvis. "Won.. Wait.." You whine, struggling against his hold as he smiles. "Struggling already.. Is my cock that big?.."

He questions sarcastically, pressing on the spot on your lower abdomen where he can feel his tip reaching deep inside you, making you moan as he begins thrusting deep and hard.

He watches his cock disappear inside you with every pointed thrust, knowing that you're struggling. "I can feel you shaking.. Can't even take my cock properly.. I thought I trained you better, baby.."

His tone is cocky and berating, but you can't help the moan it draws out of you. "Please.. You're too deep.." Your moans are whiny and low as you bite back tears. It's been two weeks since you last fucked Jungwon, and his dick is considerably larger than your toys, so this is a lot to take in.

His response is to fuck you faster and harder, not caring in the slightest that it's too deep for you. If you were in any kind of serious pain you'd use your safe word, but without hearing that he wasn't planning on stopping.

He brought your hands down, still holding your wrists tight as he leaned back slightly, getting a better angle to thrust against your sweet spot.

You let out a loud moan, your breath catching in your throat as your back arched off the bed.

"Baby.. Please, slow down.." You sound pathetic and it only fuels Jungwon's desire even more. Seeing you squirm and struggle beneath him is such a turn on. "Why?.. Doesn't it feel good?.." He questions, almost rhetorically, letting go of your wrists to grab your hips instead.

His pace is relentless as he fucks you, reaching deeper with every aimed thrust. "You're so tight still.." He groans, pressing his thumb to your clit, rubbing it in circular motions. Instantly, you're feeling a repetitive twist in the pit of your stomach. You grip Jungwon's forearm, on the verge of tears as you part your lips to speak. "Jungwon- fuck.. I can't-" You stutter out, "Slow down, please.." He's anything but slow as he rubs your clit harder, making your stomach turn even more pleasurably.

"Stop fighting it.. Just let me fuck you good.." His tone is overly confident, but every word out of your mouth is lacking conviction. "It's too much.. Shit."

You're now crying, thick tears streaming down your flushed cheeks as you bring your hand upwards, sobbing into the back of it. Jungwon doesn't slow down though, even when you begin digging your nails into his arm. "Fuck.. You swear it's too much to fit, but you take me so well.. Sucking me in so good."

The compilation of his thrusts, his words, and his thumb on your clit makes you weak. Your orgasm washes over you in a trice, but still foreseen.

Jungwon watches you fall apart as you cream on his cock, the added lubrication of your orgasmic release adding to the lewd sounds that draw out everytime his hips meet yours.

He continues to rub your sensitive clit through it all, overstimulating you until you can't take it, gripping his wrist tightly with a loud cry.

He chuckles, pulling back willingly as he thrusts hard again.

His own orgasm is approaching quickly with every deep drive of his hips. You're begging him to slow down at least, but he's basically filtered you out at this point, using you at his leisure.

When he finally reaches his climax, he releases inside you, painting your insides with his cum.

Once he finally stills his hips, you get a chance to breathe, chest falling with harsh breaths as he pulls out of you, pushing your legs apart.

You can barely regain your composure before you feel his tongue on you, swiping through the mess he'd just created between your thighs.

"Jungwon, fuck.. stop." You moan, tugging on his hair as he continued to lap at your perforation, his tongue flicking relentlessly against your clit.

Everything was simply overwhelming, but fuck did it feel good. Jungwon knew it felt good for you. You can fight it and try to push him away all you want, but he knows what you like. What makes you feel good.

And best believe that right now, words can't even begin to describe how good you feel. You can already feel your second orgasm nearing, and Jungwon can tell just from the way your moans increase in volume.

Eventually you're coming undone all over again, head tilted back against the pillows as your orgasm rushed through you.

Jungwon pulls away from your pussy, trailing kisses up your torso until he's kissing your lips, making you taste yourself on his tongue. He pulls away to breathe, panting slightly as he stares down at you lovingly.

"I missed you so much.."

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How long can enha go without sex?🙏

i love requests like these 😁 ot6

Heeseung: A Week

You and Heeseung made a bet that he couldn't go a week without sex. Turns out he could, but it was the worst week ever. Him being in a bad mood due to being pent up, and you teasing just to mess with him. It was bad, but the second he was able to, he's fucking you from sun up to sun down. No protection, no breaks, just straight sex until he's satisfied.

Jay: 3 Days

Jay often goes days without sex due to you both being busy, but eventually he caves. After three days, he doesn't care about anything. He's fucking you no matter what. And you don't mind the soreness afterwards because his aftercare is the best.

Jake: Not Even A Whole Day

Jake has to have sex everyday. His sex drive is insatiable. No natter how tiring the day was, he still aches for you. He's begging you and when you finally cave, he's eating you out as a thank you. And then he fucks you senseless because he can't get enough of you.

Sunghoon: Over A Week

Sunghoon doesn't have a high sex drive, but he's horny when he's horny. He'll fuck you if you're horny, but if you go for over a week without calling him in need of a dick appointment, he's okay. He'll eventually call you though because he misses you and wants to fuck you.

Sunoo: Five Days

Sunoo doesn't prioritize sex. He just likes it. You probably have sex on the week ends only, too busy working every other day. But when he's needy, it's serious. Anything longer than five days has him aching for attention. When he finally gets in your pants, he's in such a rush.

Jungwon: 4 Days

Jungwon definitely doesn't try to bother you when he's horny. He'll opt to touch himself instead, or he'll just ignore it. But sometimes his hand can't satisfy him, so he goes to you. You're more than happy to help him. After ignoring his own needs for four days, he's happy to be able to fuck you.

hii i luv ur work bae can i get ot7 reacting to u making a small dick joke

maknae line bc i don't wanna do hyung line again.

Sunoo

You were spending the day at the dorms, binge watching a show with Sunoo. The other boys were also hanging around the living room. The male lead was one of your favorite actors, so every now and again you'd swoon.

One scene played and you absentmindedly said, "I bet he has a big dick.." Sunoo raises an eyebrow at your words, scoffing. "I bet it's still smaller than mine.."

You chuckle, patting his thigh. "It's okay, Sun.. As long as you stay as long as my middle finger." His mouth fell wide open, and Jake and Riki started laughing from the couch across from you. "There's no way you just said that."

You only laughed, kissing his cheek. "I'm just joking.. We both know how big you really are."

Jungwon

"Hey, Y/n.. Do you think Jungwon has a bigger dick than me?l Jay asks as you shrug. "I'd had to have seen your dick to know. Hard pass by the way, but it probably is. Jungwon's dick is hardly above average."

You lie as a joke, and Jay starts laughing hard. Jungwon scoffs loudly. "Are you serious?.." He asks, offended and you nod. "It's okay baby, small dicks do the job too."

He huffs, crossing his arms. "Well if my dick is so small, I'm sure you won't be choking on it later." He then walked away leaving you and Jay flustered. "Damn.. I was only joking."

Riki

You invited the boys over for game night, and you were all playing monopoly. Riki was sitting beside you, picking his pawn as you smile. "Look, Riki.. It's small like your dick."

Your joke is mostly whispered, but everyone hears it, and they begin to laugh. Riki sighs, shaking his head. "Baby, we both know that's a damn lie." He responds as Sunghoon chuckles. "It's okay, Riki... At least she loves you even with your tiny dick."

Riki scoffs at Sunghoon's words. "It's okay.. We both know the truth."

enhypen condom or no condom

Heeseung: No Condom

Heeseung is the type to like it raw. He's convinced that it feels better when there's no rubber barrier between you. Not to mention he probably has a breeding kink and likes to leave you full of his cum once he's done.

Jay: No Condom

Jay probably likes to feel you, and the condoms just don't do it. But he'd want to make sure you're still protected from unwanted pregnancies, so he wants to marry you, that way he doesn't have to worry about pulling out. Until the marriage option is open though, you just choose to use birth control.

Jake: Condom

Jake believes that condom or no condom, he can make you feel good, and you'll still make him feel good. He doesn't want to be a young parent, and he's probably not ready for marriage, so he wants to be safe. On occasion, he skips the rubber.

Sunghoon: No Condom

Condoms don't exist with this man. He loves fucking you and even if a condom was considered, he's too eager to even worry about it. He doesn't like how they feel either, so he prefers to go without. His pull out game is strong when he wants it to be, so every now and then you experience an occasional cream pie.

Sunoo: Condom

Sunoo prefers to be safe. It doesn't affect the experience for him. His pull out game is weak as fuck also, so he uses the condom to avoid any mistakes when forgetting to pull out.

Jungwon: Condom

Jungwon doesn't exactly like condoms, but he wants to be safe anyway. Still fucks you senseless with a condom on. Only upside is that he doesn't have to pull out. If you ever give him the option he's not using a condom.

It's Not Like I Like You ︱N.RK

whipped!riki x tsundere!reader

riki likes yn, but she rejects him everytime

cw: fluff! mutual pining, rejection out of fear, popular riki, quiet unpopular reader, confessions,

wdct: 797

this is a request from @sn03 I've had for awhile now.

I'm not the best at the tsundere tropes but I tried my best.

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Third Person POV~

There's one boy at your school that you interact with. Nishimura Riki. And most of your interactions are just him teasing you and trying to ask you out.

You've thought about just accepting, but it's like he gets on your nerves one day and you love his attention the next.

Today, you stopped at your locker, grabbing the necessary books, rolling your eyes when a very familiar silhouette appeared beside you.

"Hey~ Y/n.." He pokes your side, and you slap his hand away. "I'm not in the mood today, Riki.." Your tone is anything but playful and Riki huffs. "Stop playing hard to get.. It's okay to like me back." He says with a smile as you scoff. "It's also okay to ignore you, so I'll try that."

You then walk away from him, heading to your class. He follows since he has the same class. Once you sit down, he sits beside you, very obviously staring at you.

You ignore him for the majority of the class, fighting off the smile that's trying to force itself out of you.

After class ends, you're on your way to gym class. Riki is running through the halls with his friends, but he still manages to smile at you like usually.

As much as you'd hate to succumb and fall for the pretty popular boy, he's so adorable. It's hard not to like him though.

He's never been impolite, even when you've rejected him, and he always talks so highly of you. It's almost impossible to dislike him. And deep down you know it would crush you if he stopped liking you.

That's why when he stopped talking to you, smiling at you, and asking you out, you got upset.

His smiley presence was no longer directed towards you and it felt terrible. You had only now realized that you fell just as hard as he did, if not harder.

You wanted to do something, but you didn't know how. Being flirtatious was always his thing. The only reason you rejected him to begin with was because of how nervous you were around him.

His popularity scared you, and you felt that if you started dating him, everyone would make fun of you or say you weren't good enough for Riki.

But after a month of him ignoring your presence altogether, you missed him. You wanted to talk to him, to see his pretty smile. But you knew that you'd have to make the first move.

So you finally gained the courage, and during lunch break, you found Riki on the field, playing soccer with his friends.

You walked over once they stopped for a water break, tapping him on the shoulder as he turned around, clearly shocked to see you. "Y/n..? What's up?"

His eyes shine with a fit of curiousity as he stares down at you. You take a deep breath before meeting his eyes. "I'm sorry..."

He looks puzzled now, confused as to what your apology was for. "What are you sorry for?.." He asks, waving off his friends when they yell for him to come back and play. You sigh, rubbing the back of your neck anxiously. "I'm sorry for rejecting you and acting like I didn't like you.. I didn't mean to push you away, I just don't know how to display affection.."

He seems shocked at your confession. He's not completely sure if you're admitting to liking him, but that's what he got from your apology.

"Y/n... Do you like me?" He asks, smile growing wide when he sees you nod, a pretty blush dusting over your cheeks. "Why didn't you just say so..? I don't bite."

"I got nervous... You're so popular and everyone loves you.. I have people in the same class as me who don't even know I exist.. I didn't think you'd really wanna be with me." You explain as Riki laughs, cupping your chin. "If I thought that way, I wouldn't have asked you out twenty four times..."

Your eyes go wide at his statement. "Twenty-four?!" You ask as he nods. "Yes.. I was very persistent.. Lucky for me, I think the twenty fifth time will be the charm.."

You smile, taking his hands in yours as he sighs. "Y/n... Will you go out with me?..." He asks as you immediately nod, hugging him. "I promise I'll never reject you again.."

Riki smiles, hugging you back. "Good, because I hated not speaking to you... Never do that again..." He orders as you nod. "I wouldn't dream of it."

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Senior Year PT.1 ︱N.RK

riki x reader (high school au)

yn is having a hellish year, but one boy makes it all the more bearable.

cw: fluff! bullying, high school, yn plays handball, toxic parents, toxic home life, swearing, slight verbal abuse.

wdct: 1.8k

requested series!

to the person who requested, pls give me feedback on whether this is good or not bc I WILL rewrite b4 continuing to part two. tyy <3

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Third Person POV~

 "I'm actually quite shocked. You're doing exceedingly well.. I got a few emails from coaches who watched our last game.. If you're serious about handball when season starts, you might get a scholarship." Your coach explains, and you're genuinely shocked. Sure you'd been training your ass off, but no one usually acknowledges it.

"Really?.. A scholarship where?" You ask as she smiles, amused at your excitement. "The states... Some school in Virginia."  She explains as your eyes widen. "The states!? My mom would never let me go to the states."

"She's not in control of you once you graduate.. You're good.. Don't let her hold you back.. Now, go home after school and rest up.. We have practice tomorrow after school."

You leave, and rather than going home, you head to your job. Working at some burger shack that everyone at your school came to. It wasn't too bad, but you hated being noticed. 

And just to your dismay, these three cheerleaders, that love to make your life, hell walked in. 

You just happened to be the only employee on the register so you had no choice but to take their orders. 

And as you did so, begrudgingly, one of them spoke up. "Aren't you that loser from third period?.." 

You sigh, avoiding her gaze as you finish finalizing their order. "That'll be $23.45.." You ignore her remark, simply wanting to finish the order. She scoffs though, arms crossing tightly across her chest. "Are you not gonna answer me?... Fucking loser."

She pays for the order before walking over to some random seat to wait around for it, and you let out a sigh of relief. 

They've messed with you before, and you simply ignore it. It's better to take the shit than lose your job that you so desperately need, and worked hard to get.

You call the number for their order after a short while, giving them their drinks last as the tallest one of the girls scoffs. "This is the wrong drink." She then takes it out of the holder, throwing it at you, which results in you getting soaked in diet coke. It was, in fact, the right drink.

"What is wrong with you?" You try not to raise your voice, makeup and hair ruined, clothes soaked and sticking irritatingly against your skin, and she's just standing there with a smirk on her face. "You dumb bitch. Can't even get an order right." Just as you're about to retaliate, knowing that you didn't even make her order, someone grabs her wrist, tugging her away from the counter.

"That's enough.. Do you always go around giving people hell? At school, and now here..?" You glance up at the much taller figure gripping your offenders wrist, and you're slightly shocked at who it is.

It's the one boy that you've never heard speak in class, never seen him interact with other people despite his teammates on the basketball team. And yet he's popular.. Tall, handsome, and quiet. It's hard not to notice him.

When you finally snap back to reality, the three girls are storming out of the place and the boy is still standing in front of you, Nishimura Riki.

You've never imagined making eye contact with him, or speaking to him, but when his deep brown eyes meet yours, you immediately glance away, too flustered to continue looking him in the eyes.

He smiles gently, and there's a hint of pity in his eyes. "I'm sorry that happened.. Are you okay?..." His voice is slightly deep, and definitely nicely toned. You simply nod at his question, remembering that you're covered in soda.

"I'm fine.. I can take your order.." You try to deflect but he shakes his head. "No, let me take you home so you can change.. That can't be comfortable for you." 

His voice is very persuasive, and you decide not to argue, telling him to wait before walking into the kitchen to talk to your manager. 

"Mr. Rio...?" You inquire softly as the man glances up from his position at the grill, working on an order. "What happened?" He question, adjusting his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Some girl threw her drink at me...." Your explanation leaves him to nod understandingly. "Just go home.. I'll handle everything until I can call another person here." 

You question whether he's sure or not before grabbing your stuff and rounding the counter. Riki grabs your stuff for you, carrying your book bag and your waterbottle as he gestures for you to follow him. You follow him towards his car and it's nice, a black mercedes. You're already regretting your decision to let him take you home.

"I can't get in your car like this.." You sigh as he shakes his head. "It's fine.. I'll clean of the seat afterwards.."

You refuse at his words. "No... I don't wanna cause you any trouble..." You argue as he rolls his eyes. "Fine then..." He get in the driver's seat, reaching into the duffle bag in the backseat as he pulls put a towel, putting it on the seat. "Come on. Now I won't even have to worry about cleaning the seat."

You sigh, still hesitant, but you still get into the car. He smiles once you're seated, leaning over the console to reach for your seatbelt, fastening it for you.

"So, where do you live..?" 

The car ride to your house is excruciatingly silent. You're awkward, and he doesn't know how to speak to you. It's just terrible.

"This is my house.." You speak up quietly as he stops the car. "Well.. I guess I'll see you at school tomorrow?.." He asks as you nod, unfastening your seat belt and scrambling to get out of the car. "What was your name again?..." He asks as you sigh nervously. "I'm Y/n... L/n Y/n..." You answer as he nods. "Nice. I'm Nishimura Riki.."

And like an idiot, you respond, "I know..." Riki chuckles, smiling. "Then you'll know we have class together.. Don't forget to say hi."

He then drives off, leaving you on the pavement dumbfounded. After a few minutes, you shake it off, heading inside as you take off your shoes. Just to your luck, your mom is on her way out. 

"What are you doing home?.." Your mom questions, brows furrowed inquisitively as she slid into her sneakers. 

"Some girl threw a drink at me at work, so my boss let me go home..." You explain as she scoffs. "You're so weak... Your sister would've kept working.. Learn to endure."

And then she leaves, grabbing her keys before slamming the front door behind her. You hear the lock click shortly after, letting out a sigh of relief.

You hated being compared to your sister. She graduated with honors, and you're barely keeping A's and B's... She's just better... And your mom is no help, constantly comparing you to her. It's definitely not fair because your sister is far from perfect, but you try not to let it haunt you.

The first thing you do is shower, the icky feeling of the soda making your clothes cling to you uncomfortably. After showering, you wash the clothes to avoid the soda staining them permanently. Once all of that is handled, you're rummaging through the kitchen for something decent to eat. In the end, you're settling for pizza rolls and some instant ramen. 

After eating the very random meal, you head upstairs to work on your homework, but to your luck, you left it in the cute boy's car. 

Great, another assignment to fail. You think to yourself as you open your laptop, ready to email your teacher in hopes they'll be understanding. Just as you're about to hit send, a notification sounds on your phone, the screen illuminating with a text from an unknown number. 

You open it, and to your luck its Riki. 

[Hey, it's Riki. I found your backpack in the backseat... I would bring it back, but I'm busy tonight.. Is it okay if I give it back tomorrow?] 

You sigh at the text, deciding to just forget the email and hope that homeroom gives you enough time to complete the homework.

[Yeah.. Tomorrow is fine... I need it during homeroom.]

[Great, I'll be there as soon as school starts.]

You thank him before setting your phone on the desk, sighing loudly. This day has been terrible, practice sucked, you got a drink thrown at you, and now your backpack is at some boy's house all because you accepted a ride home.

You just decide to push everything aside, getting in bed and watching random corny kdramas until you fall asleep.

It's rare that you ever get a good night's rest. If you hadn't left work early, you'd barely be home at 8pm... Luckily you got to sleep a little earlier, but just as quickly as you got lucky, you got unlucky.

You wake up to loud sounds coming from downstairs, and you're already aware of the familiar yelling voices. 

You leave your room, heading quietly down the stairs as you hear your parents yelling, something about money and your dad being irresponsible. 

You're used to the banter, and sometimes you just filter it out, but the sounds of broken glass was slightly alarming.

You peek into the kitchen, your parents are at each other's throats, and eventually your mom just yells for your dad to get out.

The man manages one last rude remark before leaving the house, the door slamming loudly behind him.

Just as your mom walks out of the kitchen, you try to ask if she's alright, she simply pushes past you, heading upstairs quietly.

Your sister still isn't home. God knows what she's out doing this time of night, but you're sure it isn't working.

Almost every last penny of your paycheck goes to your mom, and your sister's paycheck is never the same amount. You know for sure she's blowing it off selfishly, and your mom knows too, but she doesn't care.

One time you bought a new pair of shoes with your check since your family wasn't too far behind on bills, and boy you never heard the end of it. That's why you just give all the money you make to your mother.

And yet she still favorites your older sister. But you try your best to please her anyway. In the end you really don't have a way to impress her, unless you won the lottery maybe.. 

You genuinely just want a normal senior year, and at this point you'll do anything to get it.

Prove It ︳Y.JW

sub!jungwon x reader

jw as the perfect sub/soft dom?

cw: smut! pwop, yn power bottom?, kisses, unprotected sex (wrap b4 u tap), jw eager lover, cute dynamic, no toxicity here, no aftercare bc I'm lazy.

wdct: 1.4k

req by @wonnie99 : Idk if this is like gonna be read but.......whiny jungwon during sex wanting to prove he loves you

you've got me invested in sub jw now. thnx.

Third Person POV~

"Shh... You're gonna get us caught.." You pull off of Jungwon's cock, chin slick with a mixture of his precum and your own saliva. He's already a wreck and you've barely started yet. At this rate you'll both be getting caught by your roommate. "I can't... It's too much.." He whines, hands gripping your hair eagerly as you leave small kitten licks against his rosy tip.

You're this close to gagging him so he can be quiet, but you also can't resist the sheer cuteness of his little moans and whimpers. And he knows you love it. Jungwon can never resist an opportunity to please you, or to let you please him.

He's so enamored with your being, and your touch is something he can't live with out. "Noona... Please.. I need more...." He groans, resisting the urge to push you further down his length as you continue to tease his tip, head spinning as you continue to swirl your tongue around him.

You chuckle around him at his needy plea, taking him all the way as you suck him properly. He immediately starts to moan, the sound lewd and loud.

You pull off, sighing. "Wonnie, baby... I can't fuck you if you keep being so loud.. Be quiet for me, hm?.." He nods, even though you know he isn't listen to anything you're saying. All he cares about at the moment is how you're making him feel.

"Please.. I'm so close, Noona..." His hips are bucking upwards into your idle palm, trying his best to get a feel out of your loose grip and ultimately failing. His breath is bated, and he's trying his best to keep calm, but his composure left a long time ago.

You decide to muffle him the only way you know how, kissing him deeply as you stroke his length, swallowing every pathetic moan he lets out. When he grips your wrist, his other hand tightening in newly found position on your hip, you can tell he's close to release.

You pull away from the kiss, wanting to see his face twist in pleasure when he finally climaxes, and it's so worth it.

Pretty pink, and swollen, lips parted perfectly to let out the most strained moan. His head tilting back against the headboard, and his fingers digging into your hip.

You continue to stroke him slowly as he comes down from his high, his hips twitching with lingering delight.

When you move back he's quick to follow, pressing you into the mattress as he chases your lips for another kiss, humming contentedly once he finally gets to taste your lips.

You pull away, cupping his cheeks as you smile. "You're so cute... Wanna fuck me?.. Hm, baby? Wanna make me feel good.." You ask as he nods, biting his lip as he stares down at you, waiting for permission to ravish your body.

"Do you love me, baby?.." You question as he nods eagerly in response. "Love you so much.." He almost whines the words out, and you chuckle at the pathetic glint in his eye.

"Prove it." Your words flip a switch deep inside Jungwon. With you testing his love for you, he was determined to make you feel good. That was the only way he could show you how much he loved and cared for you.

He kisses you again before tugging your shit upwards and then over your head. His lips immediately attach to your neck, trailing towards your collarbones, and then to your chest. He makes sure to leave marks on the way as well.

He then attaches his lips to your breast, not even bothering to take off your bra, simply moving the delicate fabric out of the way as he latches onto one of your nipples, sucking hard on the soft skin.

His left hand slides past your waist band, long and slender fingers sliding between your slick folds. You gasp softly when he pushes them into you, his digits reaching deep inside you as he fingers you.

When he finally parts from your chest, his eyes finding yours, you can see how eager he is. His eyes are dark with need, and you can almost see every dirty thought crossing his mind.

"Fuck.. Jungwon.." You moan, delicate fingers raking through your hair as he hit the one spot that always had you spiraling.

"Noona.. I need to be inside you... Please.." He begs, dropping his head to avoid your eyes. "I'm so hard.. Just for you.. Please.. Let me make you feel good.."

As much as you wanna say no, and torture him a little longer, his tone of voice is too adorable to even consider denying him. You tilt his chin upwards, smiling so seductively that his knees grow weak. When you tug him closer, your hand warm and comforting against his nape, he's breathing hard in anticipation of what you'll say next.

"You're so eager aren't you..?" You ask as he nods. "Yeah... Wanna please you.." He mumbles as you chuckle. "Please me then... Let's see how good you can make me feel."

At your approval, he makes quick work in removing your clothes. Though his movements are rushed and eager, he makes sure you're comfortable. Once you're perfectly positioned beneath him, he's aligning his erection with your perforation.

"Are you sure?.." He asks as you nod. "Yes, I'm sure.. Hurry up." You direct as he slides into you with no restriction, the stretch satisfying both of you as he bottoms out.

"Oh fuck..." You let out a pleasured sigh, gripping Jungwon's hands as he thrusts into you, his enthusiasm clear in each quick witted movement of his hips.

"Slow down..." You cover your own mouth, your mind having a small moment of clarity in which you remembered you have a roommate, but Jungwon doesn't seem to care in the slightest.

His mind is set on making you feel good, and it's clear he's doing a good job.

He continues to piston into you, each thrust sending you closer to that inevitable edge. "Fuck Jungwon..."

"Noona.. Will you ride me?" He asks so sweetly, desperation glaringly obvious within his tone. You almost want to refuse just to hear him whimper, but you decide to play nicely for once.

As he pulls out, you push him to lay down, straddling him as you sink down on him, letting him infiltrate your perforation once more.

As soon as he's all the way in you let out a moan, your hips rocking slowly as you adjust to the newfound deepness of his length.

With shaky hands you hold yourself up, trying your best to move in a motion that's satisfying for the both of you. You find that motion when Jungwon lets out a pitchy whine, hands tightening in the grip on your hips.

"I'm so close..." *He moans, half bucking upwards to meet your movements in the middle. His effort is small, but it does a great deal in blooming the pleasured flowering growing in the pit of your stomach.

"Shit.. I'm gonna cum.." You whine, trying your hardest to keep quiet as you move your hips slightly faster, taking both you and Jungwon over the edge.

"Noona... Ah~ fuck.." He caresses your sides, his hips thrusting upwards against yours softly as he pulls you into a soft kiss.

You smile into the kiss, fingers tangling into his hair as moan. "I love you... So much." You mutter as you part from him, staring into his eyes ever so lovingly. "I love you more Noona... More than anything.." He cups your cheeks, pressing another kiss to your lips.

"Let's get cleaned up, hm?.." You ask as he nods, watching as you lift yourself off of him. "Can we cuddle after?.." He asks as you nod, kissing his forehead. "We can cuddle all you want.."

𝔖𝔞𝔠𝔯𝔦𝔣𝔦𝔠𝔢𝔡 | 𝔗𝔴𝔬

A/N: Ayy part two's here!! I just realised it's been a few weeks since part one, my bad y'all I'm releasing these as I finish them, so updates might be a little slower. I had fun writing this part, I hope you enjoy it!

And a massive thanks to my editor/cheerleader @un06 for everything she's done so far <33

Synopsis: You find yourself in the vampire's house. One of them isn't as bad as you would think... Somewhat friendly even. But you won't let yourself lose sight of your goal. To get away.

Warnings: None (yet)

Part one / part two / Part three

“Oh, you wanna run, gorgeous? Go ahead. We love a game of chase.”

You barely register his words through the pounding in your ears. You’ve never been this afraid. This desperate to get away. Your entire body is thrumming as you sprint toward the road out of Riverfield.

You finally reach it and for a moment you feel a sense of hope. Like maybe you can do this. Maybe you will be okay. You’re aware of the self-generated breeze fanning your face and tousling your hair. You’re aware of your feet barely touching the ground, and it feels like the closest you’ll ever get to flying. It feels like a taste of freedom.

Then you see a flash of movement out of the corner of your eye.

You look. Just a glance.

Your heart almost gives out. You don’t notice much about the man, just that he’s a few feet to your left and quickly gaining on you. You also catch the wicked smile on his face and his black eyes locked on you like an eagle targeting prey.

You push yourself to your limit, willing your legs to move faster.

You hear a chuckle. “Scared, princess?”

Another voice, more confident. “We’re gonna get you, love.”

Your throat seizes up, and you know– heart sinking past your stomach– that he’s right. You’re struggling to breathe, stitches cramping your sides. Your legs ache, feeling heavier with each step. You can’t keep this up much longer.

Tears build in your eyes, blurring your vision as you desperately try to continue running. But you’re slowing down, your body slowly giving up on you.

No. No, no, no. Please.

You feel an arm wrap around your waist and you let out a strangled scream. There’s a split second before you hit the ground. The impact knocks the wind out of your already worn form.

You’re flipped onto your back and the man straddles you, pinning you down. You force your eyes to stay open. Try to focus on his face, his words.

He studies you, a satisfied smirk tugging at his lips. He grabs your jaw and tilts your head so you’re meeting his gaze. “Tag,” he says in a low voice. He leans down and whispers, “You’re it.”

Your chest heaves as your consciousness begins to fade.

No. Stay awake, stay awake, stay–

Your eyes flutter closed as you feel all your energy draining away.

The man lets go of your jaw and your head drops to the side. “Sweet dreams, princess.”

***

You wake slowly, drifting away from sleep despite wanting to remain there. Even once you come to, you keep your eyes shut, nestling your face into the pillow and drawing the covers up to your chin. It’s so warm and comfortable here, there’s no way you’re getting up just yet.

You shift onto your back. Pain shoots up your spine and through your limbs. A dull but noticeable ache all over your body. You wince, going still.

Then… gradually… it all comes back to you. It starts with a feeling, like something is off. Then a few murky memories– nothing more than blurry images, like you’re trying to recall a dream. Then everything comes rushing back, hitting you like a truck– the images as vivid as when they were happening.

Sam and Ray. Your nanna. The Offering. Running away. The vampires–

You open your eyes and sit upright, ignoring the pain in your muscles.

The room you’re in is fairly simple. A timber dresser with a mirror hung above it. A large window covered with a lace curtain. The double bed that you are currently in and a rug underneath it.

You tenderly pull back the covers and swing your legs out of bed. You stand cautiously, hoping the floorboards beneath your feet won’t betray your movements. Silence. You tiptoe to the window and peer through the lace at the outside world, wondering where you’ve ended up.

The woods. Of course.

You move the curtain aside and study any possible route for escape. Getting down should be easy. There’s a balcony right there and if needed, you can tie sheets to the railing and climb down. You duck behind the lace curtain and grip the top of the window. You try pushing it up, but it’s jammed. You try again. It still won’t budge. You inspect the frame, eyes narrowing when you spot a translucent yellow stripe connecting the window to the sill.

They sealed the window shut? Jesus.

You run your finger over the material and it feels slightly rubbery. You might be able to cut through it, if you can get your hands on something sharp enough.

There’s a knock on the door and your muscles tense, your body going into fight, flight or freeze. The door swings open and a tall man strolls in like he owns the place (well, technically he does), carrying a plate of food. He uses his foot to close the door behind him, then places the plate on the bedside table. Only then does he finally look at you, sliding his hands into his jean pockets.

“Good morning, sunshine. I figured you’d be hungry.” He nods to the food.

You stare at him for a moment, brows furrowed and suspicion in your gaze as your eyes flick between him and the food. “You really think I’m going to eat that? Who knows what you could’ve put in it.”

He rolls his eyes. “Look, eat it and risk it being poisoned or don’t eat it and starve yourself. Your choice.”  

You blink, surprised by his attitude. You don’t know what you were expecting from a vampire, but it sure as hell wasn’t sass. You quickly gather yourself. “I’m good.”

The man shrugs. “Suit yourself.” He turns and picks the plate up, taking a bite of scrambled egg.

Your caution almost melts away as you continue to stare at him with mild disbelief. This is what you were so terrified of?

“Stop staring,” the man says without looking up. “Didn’t your parents teach you any manners?”

You cross your arms. “Of course they did, but I’m not going to waste them on some bratty vampire.” The words just spill out. You’re so used to using sarcasm, it slips your mind that you’re talking to one of your captors. You freeze again, worried you’ve just pissed him off.

But he just laughs, looking at you. “I’m bratty? I’m simply doing what I have the right to do, seeing as this is my house.”

He puts the plate down, walking slowly around the bed, and you instinctively take a step back.

“You’re like a frightened cat. It’s cute.” He smiles teasingly and it emphasises his youthful features. You hadn’t taken much notice, but he looks young. Like, the kind of young where maybe referring to him as a man is a bit of a stretch. If you had to guess, he’s probably close to eighteen or nineteen.

“What is it?” he asks, stopping a couple feet in front of you. He towers over you, looking down at you curiously. It would be more intimidating if he wasn’t so… normal. He doesn’t appear much different from any other teenage boy. You’re not sure he’s even a vampire.

You clear your throat, looking up at him. “It’s just– I– You–”

His grin widens at your stuttering and it irritates you. You take a second to compose yourself.

“How old are you?” you manage to ask.

He puts his hands in his pockets again. “As in how old should I be, or how old do I look?”

“Um... the second one?”

“Nineteen. What, am I not what you were expecting?”

“Well, not really, no,” you admit.

He smirks. “Let me guess. You were thinking Edward Cullen? Or maybe Dracula?”

Your lips twitch and you almost crack a smile. “No. I don’t know what I was expecting. But it wasn’t you.”

The guy smiles. “I’m going to take that as a compliment.”

“So what’s your name, anyway?”

“You first.”

Really? You cross your arms again. “Y/N.”

His eyes narrow as he thinks something over. “Hm. I’m going to call you neko.”

You frown. “What does that mean?”

“It’s Japanese for cat.”

Your arms fall by your sides. “What? I’m not a cat!” you protest.

“You are now.”

“That’s not how it works.”

“Why are you so offended? Cats are cute.”

“I don’t want a nickname from you.”

“Well now I’m offended,” the guy says, but he’s still smirking.

“Are you going to tell me your name or not?” you shoot back.

“Riki.”

You scoff and he crosses his arms, frowning at you.

“What’s so funny?”

“Nothing,” you say, fighting a smile.

He shoves his hands back into his pockets. “Whatever.” He takes a step back, turns around and walks over to the plate of food. He picks it up, then heads for the door. “See you later, neko,” he says on his way out.

You grit your teeth as he shuts the door, not missing the smirk on his face at your reaction.

***

Unfortunately for you, that wasn’t the last time you saw Riki. He came back the next day. And the next.

And now he’s back again, not bothering to wait after knocking before waltzing in.

You look up from your spot on the bed and eyeball today’s meal. It’s a sandwich. A rather delicious looking sandwich, loaded with fillings.

You’d had to give in a couple days ago, when the hunger became too much and you realised you’d have to eat eventually anyway.

Riki hands the plate to you and you take it, picking up the sandwich and taking a large bite.

“Mm… Thanks.” Your voice is muffled as you chew.

“No problem, neko.”

You roll your eyes, but don’t waste energy arguing with him about the new nickname. It seems to have stuck, and it’s probably going to stay that way.

Riki makes himself comfortable on the end of the bed. “The guys are getting impatient.”

You swallow and look up. “What?”

“The others. It’s day four. They’re not going to wait much longer.”

“For what?”

“You may be dumb, but I think you know.”

You ignore the playful jab and glance at the closed door. Yeah. You know. “They want to meet me, huh?”

“That too.”

You frown. “What do you mean, that too?”

Riki pauses for a second. “We’re due to feed again,” he says.

Just this once, you wish he wasn’t so blunt. The sandwich churns in your stomach. “Right.”

“Don’t worry, neko. It’s not as bad as people think. You didn’t even notice last time.”

You squint at him. “Last time?”

 He gestures to your right arm. “The night we took you, we drew some blood while you were passed out.”

You look at your inner elbow, at the faded mark there. It’s just a dot. You’d barely noticed it at first. “You use an IV or something?”

He nods. “Something like that. It’s called venipuncture. It’s the least painful and messy method.”

“Careful there. You almost sounded considerate.”

He chuckles, then the light-hearted sound fades into the silence.

It’s funny. Apparently, there’s six other men in this house, but you’ve never heard signs of any of them. Except Riki. And if you’re being honest with yourself, as irritating as he can be… you enjoy his company. Truthfully, you don’t know what you’d do without him to break up the monotony of the day. If you were just left to sit here for hours on end with nothing to do apart from stare out the window, at the trees and maybe the occasional bird. You’re pretty sure Riki has been the only thing keeping you sane.

“Want me to be honest, Y/N?” Riki asks, breaking the silence.

You sigh. “Not really, but we both know that’s not gonna stop you.”

His lips curl slightly, then his expression goes serious. “You’re right to stay here.”

“I think the word you’re looking for is hide,” you say, pushing the sandwich aside.

“Whatever you want to call it, it’s a smart move. I don’t think you would’ve coped well throwing yourself in the deep end and going out there on the first day.”

You look at him, genuine worry swirling deep in your eyes. “Is it really that bad?” you ask quietly.

Riki studies you and his expression softens. “Depends what you define as bad. But I can assure you, we won’t hurt you. But– that said– the others won’t go easy on you. They’re going to toy with you, try and get in your head, break through any walls you put up until you give in. I’ve been with these guys a long time. I’ve seen a lot of Offerings, a lot of young women just like you in this house, and I know the boys treat this like a competition. Like a game. Vampires are possessive, that’s the one thing the stereotypes got right. Every man in this house is going to want you, and there’s not much you can do about it.”

“Including you?” you ask with a weak smile, attempting to use humour to distract yourself from the dread winding in your chest.

Riki smirks softly. “No. I’m not saying that you aren’t pretty, but I won’t try anything. With you or any other girl that comes through here.”

“Wow. So you do have some respect.”

He laughs. “Look,” he says, tone turning serious again. “I know you’ve only known me for a few days. And that even then, you barely know me. But I want you to know I’m here to help you whenever you need me.”

You meet his gaze, not missing the shift of the energy in the room. “Why are you being so nice all of a sudden?”

“Because,” he says. “You’re about to go through a lot and you’ll need someone in your corner.”                   

He notices you staring absent-mindedly at the wall and he shuffles closer. “I’m sorry for freaking you out, that’s the last thing I wanted to do. I’m just trying to prepare you. I promise it won’t be as horrible as whatever you’re cooking up in your head right now. It will just be… intense, at times. But you seem like you’re strong enough to handle it. And you have me. You’ll be okay.”

Another beat of silence passes before you speak up. “Will you do me a favour? Will you go with me when I finally go out there?”

“Of course.” Riki pauses. Glances at the door. “Why don’t we go now?”

You look at him wide-eyed. “Are you crazy? After everything you just said?”

He smiles. “May as well get it done, right? Besides, you’re better off meeting the others before they get fed up and storm in here.”

“Stop saying shit to scare me!”

He holds up his hands in surrender. “Sorry! It’s not my fault you’re a scaredy cat.”

“We were having a moment and you ruined it.”

He shrugs a shoulder. “What can I say? I speak my mind.”

“Well then get a filter.”

“Stop procrastinating.”

You sniff. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m not procras–”

Riki stands up, adjusting and smoothing out his clothes. “Come on, Y/N.”

You hesitate, looking up at him like an animal putting their trust in a stranger. You don’t see much difference, really. They’re the people, you’re the deer. Maybe they want to hunt you and put you on display, or maybe they just plan on admiring you. But you won’t find out until it’s too late.

You feel the paranoia start to creep in, like fog settling over a crisp morning. What if… Riki’s like the bait? What if he was sent in here just to lure you out? You’ve been taking his presence for granted the past couple days, but… it could all be fake.

Riki’s smile drops and he looks at you with concern. “Hey, are you okay?”

You stay quiet, feeling restless all of a sudden. You glance around the room, at the dresser, the wall, the window–

Wait.

The window. You remember the seal, the only thing preventing you from getting out.

You have to get out.

You look back at Riki. “Yeah, sorry. My mind was just…”

He shakes his head. “It’s alright. I get it, this is a lot.”

You nod. “Yeah.”

“So… are you ready?”

You take a moment, chewing your lip, before getting off the bed. You wobble slightly, your legs taking time to wake up after you’ve spent so long sitting down. “Not really, but… I guess you’re right. Might as well do it sooner rather than later.”

Riki quirks a brow. “You’re sure? I wouldn’t want your heart giving out or something.”

“Shut up before I change my mind.” You walk over to the door, your fingers wrapping around the handle. You take a breath, your heart pounding against your ribcage.

You swing open the door, the smell of aged wood and old wallpaper wafting up your nose. It’s familiar. It reminds you of home, of Nanna. Your newfound courage wavers for a second before you take another quiet breath, drawing back your shoulders and straightening your spine.

You look over your shoulder and see Riki watching you with an impressed gleam in his eyes. He offers you a small smile, comes over and stands beside you. He nods, silently nudging you to go out.

Just go.

You step out into the hall and Riki follows. There’s a window at the end, letting in some light, but it’s still dim. The dark floorboards are slightly worn, the panelling on the walls faded. There are several other doors lining the hallway, all of them shut. You glance at Riki again and he gestures to the left, stepping in front of you and leading the way.

As you walk down the hallway in Riki’s shadow, you feel skittish. Like a scared mouse. Like if there’s any sudden noise, you’ll startle and run in the opposite direction. You hate this, feeling so wound up with anxiety you could cry.

God, what happened to you? You’ve been through a lot, but you always managed to pull through. You were always strong– it was one thing people always admired about you, especially at such a young age. And after all that, now you’re going to cower and hide?

You know if Nanna were here, she’d tell you the same thing– albeit in a gentler way.

And that– the thought of your Nanna and the last time you saw her– is your turning point. You’re never going to see her again if you don’t get out of here. And how are you ever going to get out if you’re avoiding everything and everyone, rotting away in a bedroom?

You and Riki reach the end of the hallway and descend the stairs.

At the foot of the staircase, you see it opens up to a living room. It’s nice, in a vaguely ‘old money’ sort of way. There are two leather couches and three matching armchairs arranged around a wooden coffee table, all on top of an ornate rug. There are bookshelves stocked with hardcover volumes and paperback novels. The walls are painted a dark red, with the same dark wood wainscoting as the hallway, decorated with tapestries and oil paintings.

Riki leads you through the living room, and a wooden louvre door and a matching serving window come into view. You assume they lead to the kitchen.

You can hear soft shuffling on the other side of the door. You try to swallow, but it’s difficult when your mouth is running dry.

Riki grabs the doorknob, looking over his shoulder at you before opening the door. You step through after him and the first thing you notice is the man leaning against the kitchen counter. The first thing you register is that he’s tall. The second– despite yourself– is how he’s the kind of handsome where he’s pretty.

The two of you make eye contact and reality seems to slow down. Not because of how dreamy he is, or because it’s love at first sight, but because of how intimidating he is. You see the look in his eyes and you realise everything Riki warned you about is most definitely true.

The man smirks. “Look who it is.” He puts down the glass in his hand. “Finally come out of your burrow, love?”

You clear your throat quietly and step forward, standing at Riki’s side. “Yes.”

“Y/N, this is Heeseung. He’s the eldest, acts kind of like the leader around here. Heeseung, this is Y/N.”

Heeseung’s eyes sweep over you, and you have to strain not to shrink under his predatory gaze. “It’s nice to meet you, Y/N. It’s good to see you gained the courage to finally face us.” He picks up his drink again and takes a swig.

You grit your teeth, picking up on his condescending tone. “Pleasure to meet you too,” you say, making sure to insert some venom into your tone.

He smiles. He must be one of those types. The ones who get a kick out of riling people up.

Okay, calm and collected approach it is then.

“Can I get you anything?” Riki asks, interrupting the passive-aggressive exchange.

You tear your gaze away from Heeseung. “I’m good, thanks.”

He nods and walks over to the fridge, opening it and grabbing himself a can of soda. He pops the tab and has a mouthful. “Where is everyone?”

“Helping clean up the yard.” Heeseung places his glass in the sink.

“And you’re slacking off why?”

He chuckles. “I was going to head out after I finished my drink, and then you brought Y/N down.”

“Don’t let me interrupt anything,” you say, attempting your best polite voice.

Heeseung looks at you again. “You’re not interrupting anything, love. It’s just yard work, nothing the boys can’t handle.”

Riki claps him on the shoulder. “How about this? We can go give the others a hand, and neko here can take some time to look around and get comfortable.”

You hold back a snort. Comfortable, your ass.

Heeseung glances between you and Riki, arching a brow. “Neko?”

“It’s her new nickname. She loves it.” He grins playfully at you.

“Clearly,” Heeseung agrees, taking in your expression with an amused smile. “Well, love, I guess I’ll see you later. Feel free to explore. If you need anything, we’ll be out back, the door’s just through there.” He gestures to a doorway off to the side. It must lead to a mudroom or something.

With that, and a small wave from Riki, they head through the door and disappear from your sight.

You look around the kitchen, unsure what to do now. Then, as you stand there in the silence, something occurs to you.

You glance around once more, cautious this time. You strain to hear any signs that someone is nearby, but you only hear the birds outside.

You duck out of the kitchen and back into the living room. You notice a doorway by the staircase. You head towards it, your steps quick but light. As you draw closer, you see– with a flood of hope– that it’s the entryway… and the front door is mere metres in front of you.

 You spot a deadbolt on the door and your heart sinks, but when you inspect it, you realise it’s unlocked.

It’s too good to be true. The whole situation suddenly screams trap.

You chew your lip, looking over your shoulder. Should you turn back around and stick to the original plan of cutting the seal on the window? That might take hours, days. You’re right here. The way out, your chance of escape is staring you in the face. You can’t let it slip through your fingers.

You decide to take the risk, your fingers wrapping around the handle and slowly twisting it. A fresh breeze drifts through the crack, carrying the scent of oncoming rain and decaying leaves. You breathe it in, using it to ground yourself and steel your nerves.

You get ready to run as you open the door. Looking outside, the coast is clear. All there is to be seen is tree after tree, dead leaves covering a good portion of the ground, and dirt broken up with the occasional patch of grass.

You jog down the steps, going to turn left and run for it, when someone appears out of nowhere, blocking your path.

“You actually fell for that, huh, princess?”

You freeze, your eyes making their way from the dirt floor to the man’s face. Short dyed-blond hair, and fox-like amber eyes. He has the kind of features that give him the opportunity to appear youthful and innocent, or mature and attractive. And right now, he looks anything but innocent.

“Cat got your tongue?” he taunts, leaning down to whisper in your ear. He grabs your arms and turns you around.

You see Heeseung approaching from around the side of the house. The rest of the men are behind him. Your heart starts to race and your eyes dart between them all like a cornered animal.

“You know, love, this is the second time you’ve tried to run from us.”

Heeseung stops directly in front of you, crowding your space. You feel claustrophobic, caught between the two men with nowhere to go, the adrenalin making your skin itch with the need to run. You feel like you’re overheating, like the air is evaporating and you’re struggling to breathe.

He grabs your chin, tilting your head so you’re looking up at him. “It’s also the last time, I hope you realise that,” he says in a low voice. There’s a tense pause before he speaks again. “You know, Y/N, these woods are extremely easy to get lost in. But we know them like the backs of our hands. If you try to run again, we will catch you. And trust me, you won’t like the consequences… but we will.”

He releases his hold on your face and steps aside, letting the blond steer you back inside.

 As you’re led up the stairs and down the hall, you can’t help but feel like a prisoner being taken to their cell. The man opens the door to your assigned bedroom and pushes you inside, slams it shut, followed by the click of the lock.

You stare at the door, mind reeling. As your heart slows, clarity replaces the adrenalin. You clench your jaw, feeling a sense of anger rise in your chest. You bite down on the inside of your cheek as you feel tears building behind your eyes. Without thinking, you turn around and kick the dresser as hard as you can.

You yell a curse as pain shoots up your foot. Simultaneously, the mirror above the dresser falls off its nail and crashes to the floor. You jump back to avoid the broken glass, eyes widening with surprise. You kneel beside the shattered mirror, gingerly picking up a decent-sized shard of glass. You look over your shoulder at the window, the pieces clicking together in your head, and a smile creeps across your face.

To be continued...

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