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[12:38pm] Drippin’ - l.jn (Jeno x gender neutral reader, established relationship!au, fluff) 0.5k

You and your boyfriend Jeno, both graduate marine biology students, worked for a marine research lab and sanctuary. There was recently a rescue dolphin who was brought in with wounds from getting wrapped in a fishing line.

For some reason, the animals you both worked with, no matter what species, always liked Jeno more than you, which was why you were surprised when Rodney, the rescued dolphin, chose to play with you instead of Jeno during the scheduled activity time. This activity time is normally when one or two people would join animals in their enclosure and play with them using toys and snacks, just to make sure they’re not bored. All the other animals would go to Jeno no matter what he was holding but Rodney was the first one to come to you instead.

You held a brightly colored beach ball above your head whilst standing on a shallow platform in the tank. Jeno was a couple of feet away from you holding large rings to play fetch. When Rodney came to you, you nearly froze out of shock as he circled around you in excitement.

“Babe, I think he wants the ball,” Jeno noted with a laugh when Rodney began letting out squeaks and clicks of excitement.

You tossed the ball into the air and watched as the dolphin swam after it, bumping it with his nose once it landed in the water. He brought it back to you before circling around you, telling you to do it again. You threw the ball once more, but this time at Jeno.

He let out a yelp of surprise as Rodney came speeding towards him. Rodney didn’t stay long though. The moment he got the ball, he returned back to you. “Kind of like having a dog, isn’t it?” Jeno commented, watching you taunt Rodney with the beach ball, acting like you were going to throw it but never releasing it.

A mischievous smile spread across your face. “Kind of like dating you.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” Jeno sputtered out. “Are you calling me a dog? Or a dolphin?”

You shrugged after throwing the ball again. “I didn’t say that but sure,” Jeno was clearly unamused, “though you’re more like a dog than a dolphin.”

“If I’m a dog then what are you?” He asked while following you, walking along the platform to get closer to where Rodney was nudging the ball around.

“Your owner, I guess.” You didn’t even have to look in order to see his reaction. There was a yell then a splash that covered your wetsuit. Rodney squealed to express his amusement at the way Jeno had fallen over.

You rolled your eyes at Jeno, “get out of the water, pretty boy. Stop playing around and do your job.”

He forcefully splashed water on you, making you scoff and do the same at him. All while Rodney watched from the sidelines, squeaking and swimming in quick bursts out of excitement.

go on, KISS the boy (you know you want to)!

florentis ; k.hj

requested by anon (24 + magic au) for my milestone celebration !!

pairing ; roommate!hongjoong x nature manipulator!reader (gender-neutral)

summary ; you find yourself getting a little too immersed in your book.

themes ; fantasy, fluff, superpowers au, roommates au, hints at college au

words ; 0.7k

warnings / includes ; no warnings, hongjoong being a sap, reader has cool powers :D

a/n ; this was super fun to write :D and it's my first hongjoong piece omg !!! i love him mucho :( thanks to @subways-stuff again for letting me ramble to you <//3

masterlist.

Fantasy has always enamoured you. The blazing dragons of the sky, the glinting swords of knights, and the soft pastels of elaborate ball gowns never failed to send you into a dreamy haze. It was the longing for a life you knew you couldn’t have, the sweetest of romances between forbidden parties, the thrilling action that had you gripping the book so tightly, it was a wonder its spine didn’t split into half.

In fact, you were so immersed in the story of the princess and the knight that you hadn’t even realized your powers had gotten the better of you. Vines snaked up the walls and ceilings, crawling out of your room and into the hallway. Small wildflowers blossomed by your nightstand, but you had yet to notice.

You let out a breathy laugh as you rolled over on your bed, not once ripping your gaze from the inked words, drowning in your thick woolen blanket. With this action, leaves sprouted from the vines and criss-crossed over your bed. Within minutes, your room started looking more like a forest than a place of slumber.

Finding your nose buried between the pages of a book far too thick for his liking wasn’t an uncommon feat for Hongjoong. Finding his laptop shrouded with greenery and roses, however, was not. His narrowed gaze traced over the vines leading out of his own sanctuary and into the hallway, confirming his suspicions by twisting right into your bedroom.

He pushed away from his work desk with an amused sigh, careful to sidestep the plum-hued orchids in the midst of fluorescence by his feet.

“You have a peculiar way of luring people into bed with you,” Hongjoong murmured once he ducked under the canopy of leaves decorating your doorway. “While I appreciate the flowers, I do have a paper to finish.”

In an instant, your irises snapped away from the worn pages of your book, finding solace in your roommate’s entertained gaze. It took you a second to realize the repercussions of your slipping reign over your powers. The green was hard to miss, after all.

“I am so sorry.” Your voice came out far smaller than you intended it to, but you slanted your lips into an apologetic smile to make up for it. “I didn’t realize.”

Hongjoong shrugged it off lightly, a smile of his own playing at the corner of his lips. It relieved you to see that he wasn’t actually mad. He meandered over the foliage and sat beside you on the bed, raising an eyebrow at your book. “So you didn’t send me those flowers on purpose? I’m offended.” A faux gasp of indignation escaped his lungs, but ultimately betrayed by a striking grin.

With a scoff, you nudged at his shoulder with your own. You placed a bookmark (also your receipt from your last grocery run with Hongjoong) where you left off and pushed the story to the side. Bringing both your palms together, you conjured a singular, minuscule canary buttercup, its petals falling soft against your fingers. Hongjoong watched in muted awe. Nimbly, you slotted the flower behind his ear, smoothing your thumbs over his faded clementine hair, trailing over his cheek. He shut his eyes at your gentle touch.

Had you gone too far for a roommate? Your fingers curled in on themself, and you reluctantly pulled your hand away.

Hongjoong seemed mildly disappointed when your warmth retracted, but he cleared his throat and the twinkle in his eye came back just as quickly as it disappeared.

“There. You happy now?”

“It’s small.”

“Seems fitting,” you teased.

Hongjoong shot you a spineless glare. “Don’t even start.” He looked oh so pretty with that flower behind his ear. He was also pretty without the sweet blossom, but you weren’t quite sure you were ready to admit that to yourself just yet. The both of you fell into a comfortable silence before he spoke up once more. “You know, the paper can wait. That book must be pretty good to make you lose this much control.”

A warm flush spidered through your skin, and you reached over to grab at the frayed book once again. “You want me to read a bit to you?”

“Nothing would be better,” Hongjoong quipped as he laid down, sinking into your plush pillows, inhaling your fresh fougere scent and enjoying this moment a little more than he should’ve.

[12:04am] (h.kk)

☆。.:*·ﾟwc 927 smut ౨ৎ minors DNI ˚⁺。˚ // repost ୨୧ kai x fem!reader, established relationship, unprotected sex, no notes just needy kai [masterlist • reblogs + feedback appreciated]

“god, missed you so much,” kai’s voice was a breathless whisper against your lips, his fingers lightly stroking your clit inside your panties. your moans fill the room and he couldn’t help but think about how just two hours ago, the car arrived from the venue to the hotel and he had a very simple idea of how he wanted to spend the rest of his night. all he wanted to do was shower, order room service, and go to sleep.

but when he opened up his room door, there you were. last night, he spoke to you and you were miles away, laying in your bed cocooned in an old hoodie of his, talking about how you missed the smell of his cologne, and now you are here, in front of him, scantily clad in a midnight black silk slip dress that traced every curve of your body.

“i missed you too,” you reply hastily between kisses.

he took a break from devouring your lips to look at you, and fully take in all your beauty. the bedside lamps cast a soft, warm glow around you, lending an almost celestial radiance to your presence. his eyes met yours with a mix of awe and yearning, as though he was captivated by your beauty and also consumed by a primal desire to ravage you; as though he was a predator hunting its prey; as though this was the last time you would ever be in each other’s arms.

“i love you so much.” his hands push the slip dress that he maintained you kept on, up to your chest. “you’re so beautiful, angel.”

“i love you too.” he messily kisses you everywhere, trailing sloppy kisses along your jawline, sucking ever so roughly on the flesh of your neck, moving down to your collarbones, leaving tiny marks on your pretty skin. tonight, you belonged to him and he was going to make sure this night lasted forever.

“i got your videos.” he says, breaking away from the kiss again. “fuck, you’re so hot, baby. went to bed every night thinking about you.”

“yeah?”

“yeah,” your hands instinctively make their way to the waistband of his sweatpants, fingers tugging weakly on the drawstring. 

“kai,” you faintly call out, a mixture of urgency and desire in your voice.

“i’m right here angel.” he reassures.

“n-need you.”

he hums in response, the vibration sending shivers down your spine. skillfully, he slides your panties down to your ankle, the fabric catching briefly before smoothly gliding off, and he casually tosses them to some forgotten corner of the room.

“please, i need you to fuck me.” you plead.

your hands rest gently on his slightly exposed torso as you eagerly await his response. as he throws his head back, tightly closing his eyes, the disbelief washes over him – unable to fathom that those explicit words had just escaped your pretty little mouth. the sheer audacity of your utterance was driving him to the edge of insanity. when he finally met your gaze again, your big, pleading eyes softened the intensity of the moment, and he felt almost as if he was melting in response.

in no time, his sweatpants are off and his leaking tip is throbbing against your slit. your arms find their way around his neck, your legs hooked around his waist, pulling him closer to you. he wants to go slow, to savor this moment – and the rest of the night. but his face is in your hair and once he smells your shampoo, soon come all the memories of you and him and him being inside of you and he can’t take it anymore. he thrusts deeply and fully inside of you, eliciting a whimper from your lips.

with every subsequent thrust, you sense yourself unraveling, unable to find words to articulate the overwhelming pleasure. absentmindedly biting your bottom lip, you surrender to the sensations of your boyfriend’s large hands exploring your body, his rough touch amplifying the immense pleasure you felt from the stimulation of your clit rubbing against his pelvis and just how perfectly he fills you.

kai’s head remains nestled in your neck, fervently sucking on your skin. it’s only when a squeak escapes you that he looks down, finding your face contorted in pleasure, yet your sounds are suppressed. 

“don’t do that, baby. wanna hear you.” he orders, and you comply, momentarily forgetting the lack of soundproofing in this hotel room and the fact that the entire floor is occupied by his bandmates and staff.

“you feel so good,” you whisper feebly. your moans and the rhythmic sounds of skin meeting skin echo through the room as you pull your boyfriend closer, gripping onto him as if trying to merge your bodies into one.

as he inches closer to his release, his thrusts become less even and his nails dig deeper into your hips. your orgasm crashes on your overwhelmed core, walls clamping down on kai’s cock. “i f-fucking love you so much.” he cries out, flooding your cunt with his thick, white cum.

“you’re so good to me, angel.” he murmurs into your neck, before pulling out his softening length.

he held your body close to his chest, wrapping you in a warm embrace, his touch soothing and attentive.  soft whispers of affection escape slips, reassuring you of his care and admiration.  gently, he strokes your hair, fingers tracing calming patterns on your skin. a room is filled with the confidence stillness, allowing you both to bask in the tender aftermath of your intimacy.

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CAN I HAVE A KOALA BEAR LIKE TARO 😩💕

PIGGYBACK

genre. fluff. warnings. none. pairing. shotaro x fem!reader. wc. 700. request. no. a/n. i'm so tired of there being no taro fics like omg my baby deserves more 💔 but this time the taro bias is taroing 🫡

“But they’re sore!” Shotaro’s whines were almost incessant as you walked back home. You had assumed that your pro-dancer boyfriend would be more than fine to go on a hike with you given how nice the weather was. It would be a waste to just stay at home. The hike was mostly pleasant, but walking home was when he started complaining about how sore his legs felt.

“We’re almost there, you’ll be fine!” You continued to drag him, pulling his hand that clung quite tightly to yours as if it was the only thing keeping him from completely toppling over on himself.

“Just 1 piggyback ride? Please?” He tugged at your hand, digging his feet into the ground, determined to not walk any further.

You stopped and looked back at him skeptically, “You want me to carry you?” 

He nodded eagerly, “I seriously can’t do another 20 minutes.” 

“And you trust me to be able to carry you?” You asked. He just grinned at you and nodded his head, already making ways to get on your back. 

It was hard to say no to him, even though you were unsure about the idea. You did feel a little bad about dragging him on the hike when he had told you his muscles were sore from dance practice. You let him hop on your back without another word of protest, adjusting to the feeling of his entire body weighing on you. It wasn’t quite as bad as you expected, and with him wrapping his arms securely around your shoulders, you continued walking.

“You know, you’re kind of childish sometimes.” You muttered, heaving Shotaro up a little when he started to slip.

“I know.” He giggled.

“You seem extremely happy about this situation, don’t you?” You huffed, feeling your arms start to ache slightly. You were more than halfway to home now, though. You would be able to make it.

“It’s comfortable.” He smiled, his voice coming out a little softer. He rested his head on your shoulder and let his eyes flutter closed. Though it was hard for you to look at him, you felt his body relax further, a sure signal of his tiredness that you knew all too well. Shotaro tended to have a lot of energy and then crash suddenly.

“It’s not even 2 o’clock, Taro. Don’t fall asleep yet.” You nudged him, walking up to the turn onto your street. You were relieved to be almost there. Shotaro looked light, but with the muscle he worked hard to build, he was heavier than he seemed. You were feeling the strain of carrying him for 20 minutes by now, but you didn’t have it in you to complain.

He mumbled sleepily about something that you didn’t quite catch. You wondered how someone who was so exuberant about getting a piggyback just a short time ago could be this drowsy now. You could already predict that he would want to nap with you once you reached home. 

Shotaro was the type to get clingier the more he clung, and you had learned to keep your hugs short unless you wanted them to turn into long cuddling sessions. Since a piggyback ride was basically Taro hugging you like a koala from behind, it was almost inevitable that he would complain about being separated from you again.

Once you opened the door to your house, Shotaro slipped off your back easily. As soon as you both had discarded your coats and shoes he was already dragging you up the stairs, flopping on the bed as soon as possible, pulling you so that you landed on top of him a second later.

You laughed at how eager he was to sleep, closing his eyes as soon as his body hit the mattress; but lying on top of Shotaro was one of the most comfortable places in the world, and within a couple of minutes you could feel yourself getting drowsy as well. Shotaro hugged you tightly, ensuring that you stayed as close to him as possible. He was asleep within minutes, leaving you to listen to his steady heartbeat and soft breathing as they lulled you to your dreams as well.

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absolutely adorable ~

ONLY YOURS

genre. fluff. newlyweds. warnings. kissing. pairing. husband!soobin x fem!reader. wc. 698. a/n. i want it to be winter so badly omg. also everyone needs to thank me for switching this angst fic (yeah, it was gonna be angst) to fluff at the last minute.

December 24th, 2011.

9:02 am.

“Race you up the hill!” Soobin giggled, already picking up speed to get to the top of the snow covered sledding hill.

“Wait up!” Your high pitched voice shouted, racing after him, tumbling over your own two booted feet seconds later with a shriek. You rolled down the snowy hill, giggling. You could hear Soobin’s laughter drawing closer. He peered over into your view.

“Idiot.” He whispered, the biggest smile on his face, a dimple popping out on his cheek.

“Idiot, yourself!” You threw some snow at him as he tried to help you up. While he tried to make sure you hadn’t hurt yourself, you took the opportunity to get a head start. “Last one up’s a rotten egg!” You shouted back to him.

“Hey!”

“Soobin! Y/n! Hot cocoa’s ready when you’re done playing!” Soobin’s mom called out from a distance. Your mom laughed and continued to record the moment on the video camera. 

Pause.

Rewind.

Play.

“Race you up the-”

Pause.

You couldn’t hold back the endeared giggle that left your mouth at the paused frame. It was a low quality video given when it was taken, but Soobin had the biggest smile on his face, and you melted just looking at him.

“Babe, where are you? I finished putting away the kitchen equipment. Should we do the bedroom next?” Your husband of 3 days called from downstairs.

“I’ve already started on the boxes!! Come look at this.” You shouted back, smiling as you rewinded the video again.

“This is why it always takes twice as long for you to clean anything.” Soobin commented quietly, walking into the empty bedroom to join you on the floor. 

You had both managed to set up the bedframe with some difficulty deciphering the model pictures on the instruction, but that was the only thing currently set up in the bedroom. You had tried to do it the night before, but had ultimately been too tired and had crashed on mattresses on the floor next to each other.

There were many things you were getting used to now that you had moved out of your parents house and into your new home with Soobin. You had grossly underestimated how long it might take to actually unpack everything. 

You were glad that your honeymoon trip wasn’t scheduled immediately after the wedding. You still had 3 days to get the house ready so you wouldn’t have to worry about it when you returned.

“I found my mom’s old video-log.” You showed him the camera eagerly, pressing play on the grainy video once again. “Look at your cheeks!” You cooed.

“What? How do you still have this?” Soobin giggled, “You were taller than me.”

“That was a short lived era, you giant.”

“Being tall lets me hug you easily.” He pointed out, demonstrating by wrapping his right arm around you.

“But you complain about your neck hurting when you kiss me.” You reminded him.

“I should take the chance now while we’re both at the same level.” He smiled, leaning in slightly for you to kiss him. You laughed before obliging, placing a gentle kiss on his lips.

“We need to finish the bedroom before dinner.” You said, placing the old video camera back in the box. Soobin groaned at the reminder. He had been working on the downstairs all day, unpacking and organising everything.

“Can’t we just take a little break?” He suggested, using the arm he had wrapped around you to pull you down to the lie on the floor, your head resting on his chest.

“We can’t put this off for much longer, baby. We need to sleep on a proper bed tonight.” 

“Just 10 minutes, okay?” He had already closed his eyes, relaxing completely into the floor. He rubbed his hand back and forth across your back, hoping to get you to relax as well.

“Fine. Just 10 minutes to cuddle with my husband.” You kissed his cheek and Soobin smiled at that. He was your husband. Only yours. And though he had only tied the knot 3 days ago, he felt as if he had been yours since he was little.

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Okay you wrote forbidden relationship with jeno but imagine forbidden relationship with markie 🤭 He would be so bad at hiding it too. At least jeno tried to be sneaky

mature. mdni (18+)

pairing: brother’s best friend!mark lee x haechan’s sister!reader

warnings: unprotected sex, creampie

a/n: reqs and thirsts are open. send them in my inbox for a lil blurb

no because if you were like haechan’s sister and were fucking mark on the downlow, YALL GETTING CAUGHT THE SAME DAMN DAY 😭 mark’s ass is not slick, especially when he is down bad for someone

brother’s best friend!mark has loved you ever since you were kids. haechan always knew his best friend had a thing for his sister and she had a thing for him but he also was a sadist and liked watching you two act stupid and suffer over each other.

he never would’ve thought sweet mark lee would be the one to initiate things between you two, thought mark would’ve been too gentleman to make a move on his best friend’s sister.

but one day, when both of you guys were alone at the pool and you wore the skimpiest bikini that showed off your plump ass and juicy tits, you begged markie to rub tanning oil on all the places you couldn’t reach. whining and pouting so cutely “please markie?” and he just couldn’t take it anymore.

mark pinned you to the ground and ripped your pathetic excuse for a bikini (could’ve been made out of shoe string for fucks sake) right off your body and started fucking into your juicy cunt. the deep mating press he had you in had the tip of his cock kissing your cervix with every deep thrust as his strong hands pinned your hips to the ground.

you screamed and clawed at his back, fuck his cock was so thick and veiny. so much better than you have ever imagined (and trust you imagined it a lot. several times a day in fact)

he would be so vocal too. moaning and panting so deliciously right in your ear. so so many praises too.

“baby this pussy was made for me.”

“love you so so much. have no idea how much i’ve wanted this.”

“pussy is so much better than i could’ve ever imagined fuckkkk.”

“be mine, baby. fuck, i don’t know what i’d do without you by my side. love you so much, please please please be mine.”

and of course, he would definitely nut deep inside your drooling cunt. and it would be so much, dripping out of your pussy before he even pulls out. he just couldn’t help himself, blushing and stuttering excuses that it was just an accident and he didn’t mean to. but fuck was it so hot, you flipped him over and straddled him for round 2.

when haechan figured it out later that night, he threw up twice.

unlimited kisses pls, xo

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ super shy | HUENINGKAI

pairing: kai x gn!reader

genre: fluff, little suggestive, humour | oneshot

warnings: pictures are black hair kai but I mention current kai (blond kai), established relationship, attempts of flirting, kai’s attempt at a pick-up line lmao, flustered kai, bickering (affectionately), kai and reader trying to out-flirt each other, pet names (my love, sweetheart, baby ect.), kisses, a lot of physical affection, the first and many ‘I love you’ 🤭

summary: going through the transition of being in love with your best friend to actually being an official item has been a huge learning curve for the both of you. it’s been 7 months since that day and you adore him so much that you so happen to slip up the ‘L’ word.

wc: 1.4k

a/n: an incredibly late fic for kai’s birthday <3 after the bulacan concert it made me so grateful to have known a precious soul like him :’) he’s so endearing I think I’m a closeted ningdungie 🥹 I have so much love for him :(( I hope you guys enjoy reading!!

the holding hands, lingering kisses and copious amounts of hugs have been the highlights of your relationship. however, the inside jokes, the deep talks and the genuine comfort you feel from each other is what made you two progress further to your full potential of being inseparable from one another.

“yn, what’re you doing today?” kai asks through the phone, his head tilting to a cute angle to which his unstyled, blond hair brushes over his eyes. his hair is getting so long now, you think to yourself.

“I’ve just been cleaning the flat, really. wanna come over? I miss you.” you say, folding one of your boyfriend’s hoodies that he left because of that one time you didn’t want him to leave, as per. his scent is still as strong from when he applied cologne on the neck of the clothing; hints of sweet fruits with a floral touch. he knew how much you loved it when you’d nuzzle into the crook of his neck while cuddling.

whenever your flatmate was away he’d offer to stay over until they came back, and recently he stayed for almost 3 weeks. you never want to waste a day when you’re together, and if you don’t have many plans you would go for a long walk, at least once a day, if not every other day.

“you miss me?” he giggles. he knows that even being together for three whole weeks isn't enough. “what do you want me to bring over?”

this was a habit of his. always having to bring something over at your place, whether it be his nintendo switch console which would lead to never-ending rounds of mario kart or food, but you only wanted one thing. you place down the folded hoodie and pull an exaggerated thinking face, arms crossed with your index finger to your chin.

“I think you should just bring yourself, I can never get enough of you.” you wink at him and watch his cheeks gradually ombre into pink hues from your statement.

“I’ll be there in fifteen!” he chimes, rushing to end the call and get ready. you giggle to yourself, he's so cute and it's just so endearing.

there have been times where you were indecisive about your relationship, but not because you didn’t know if you liked kai or not, but because if things don’t work out you just hoped that it wouldn’t be awkward. thankfully, the both of you had the same idea to confess to each other — thanks to taehyun and beomgyu’s hard work in trying to push you guys to do so. now, being in this situation you can finally say that you’re at a good place in life.

a specific knocking pattern on the door was something you’ve been anticipating since kai ended the call, knowing that he does his cute little rhythm. he told you before that he only has two knocking patterns; the standard five knocks in a row and his little pattern he has only for you.

as soon as you open the door you find him holding a bouquet of red tulips, his tall figure almost hovering above you as he has this boyish grin on his face.

“I got you these tulips, but I’m hoping our two lips can meet instead.” he presents the bouquet in one hand from behind his back. he opens his arms for you to jump up and wrap your arms over his shoulders while his wraps around your waist.

your foreheads lean against each other before you chuckle while maintaining eye contact, “baby, you’re so cute, you know.” you whisper before tilting your head to capture his lips in a sweet kiss. his lips lingered a little longer, pecking your lips a couple more times before pulling away.

“I’ve missed you too.” he gives you a gentle forehead kiss before letting you get back onto your feet.

grabbing ahold of his hand you lead him into the living room where you expect him to get comfy, but as you go into the kitchen to grab him a glass of grape juice from the fridge he follows you, wanting to do it himself. you being stubborn, you do it before him and he admits defeat.

you can feel his body heat radiate behind you as you stand by the countertop and he gives you a long back hug, resting his chin on your shoulder and feeling his soft exhales hitting the side of your neck.

“I could have done it myself. you know this is like my home too.” he tightens his arms around your waist, nuzzling into your neck until you feel the hairs standing.

“I know, but I wanna do it for you, baby.” his hold on you loosens, but he doesn’t let you go. just loose enough for you to turn around with his arms still around you until he decides to lean against the countertop, trapping you in the middle. you lean back a little to see his expression, he’s trying his best to not break into a grin as you watch the corners of his lips itching to turn upwards. the pink hues on the apples of his cheeks were still blooming.

“you drive me insane, yn.” he kisses your temple, before taking ahold of the glass of grape juice you had just poured out for him, watching him walk into the living room so nonchalantly and finding an anime movie to watch together.

you follow after him and sit close enough for your legs to hang over his lap. you love the physical affection. even as best friends back then, the both of you would always be mistaken as a couple from the way you two would have your hands lingering together with the urge to intertwine, linking arms, and even from sharing food or drinks.

kai was someone you were happy with your parents meeting. your dad had already started to treat him like his son-in-law after you heard that they would go out to eat together while you were at work.

it’s almost like he was an angel sent to you, with every one of your loved ones approving of him from the very beginning.

“oh, do I now?" you tease as you playfully stick out your tongue.

"oh always." he matches your sarcastic energy, and you both laugh together for a moment. his gesture was the opposite of his words.

he brings his gentle hand to cup your face with his thumb slowly rubbing your cheek back and forth. you swear you could feel your heart about to jump out of your chest, you were hoping if it did that kai would catch it regardless. the motion was so endearing that you hadn't realised that the both of you had been staring into each other's eyes. his eyes were so beautiful. holding all things lovely and genuine with a hint of playfulness as he scans your face, which was reciprocating the same.

you sigh into the warmth of his palm, "I love you, kai."

his thumb stops moving and his eyes widen ever so slightly, "yn, I-"

"oh my god, I didn't realise. it just... slipped." a bashful smile replaces the shocked expression you had for a fraction of a second.

"so, you don't love me?" kai raises a brow, putting his hand down back on his lap.

"no! oh god." panic courses through your veins as you find a way to save yourself in this situation. "of course I love you. I love you so much you don't understa—"

you didn't get to finish your sentence, yet kai has pressed his lips against yours. the familiar warmth igniting in your chest as he tilts his head and you following after. you've never kissed anyone like this before, the type that makes your chest heave from the lack of air. the type that makes your heart pound so much that it's all you hear in your ears. the type of kiss that feels just right, knowing you have found your person, and it's kai. it's always been kai.

pulling your lips away, he chases them once more for quick pecks as if you're his favourite baked good from the bakery. your foreheads rest against each others, watching his lips transition from a held back smile to a full grin and an airy giggle.

"don't be silly, my love." he starts. "of course I understand. and I love you so so much that words are not enough."

"do you think our two lips should meet again?" you rest your head on his shoulder, facing his neck. he shudders from your warm exhales against his skin.

"I know our two lips should meet again," he kisses your temple. "and again," then to your cheek. "and again." and a final kiss to your lips, reuniting them once more.

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the summer of youth 😆

▸▸ sunset at the beach, sharing a kiss or two — nishimura riki

— genre: fluff! // warnings: none // word count: 0.5k

— author note: i may have worked on this instead of a huge project that i have due for tmrw rip me lol but i think this one turned out pretty cute, i hope you enjoy! <3

you felt the sand move beneath your feet as the continuous rhythm of the waves created gentle sounds along the shore. everything about this moment was perfect.

you looked to your right and down to your hand that was intertwined with riki’s. as you walked along the beach, a comfortable silence would fill the air once in a while after one of your many small conversations naturally died down.

your boyfriend stopped in his tracks and let go of your hand, causing you to look at him curiously. he stood with his back facing you before he bent down slightly, extending his arms behind him.

“get on,” he said playfully, suggesting for you to hop onto his back.

although he couldn’t see it, he could sense the smile on your face and hear the small chuckle that came from your lips before you jumped on. he stood up straight, carrying you on his back, with his hands holding your legs, and your arms wrapped around his neck.

the sun was beginning to set, and you two watched as it started sinking behind the horizon. it created a breathtaking scene of oranges, yellows and pinks reflecting against the large body of water.

you leaned your head against his before turning your face slightly to leave a kiss on his cheek. he turned his head towards yours, your faces only centimetres apart. he examined your face, loving the way the sky’s remaining light shined onto you, highlighting your features beautifully. the smile he gave you in that moment was so full of love, he could’ve sworn he was the luckiest boy in the world. in your eyes, he looked so happy, causing you to subconsciously mirror his expression.

he leaned in slightly, connecting his lips with yours. the kiss only lasted for a second before he pulled back with a tiny, pained sigh, and you furrowed your brows in worry. you felt as he lowered you down, your feet connecting with the sand again.

wasting no time, he turned to face you before immediately bringing both of his hands to the sides of your face to continue where he left off. he leaned in, pressing his lips against yours softly. you closed your eyes and kissed him back as your hands gravitated towards riki’s that still held your face gently.

he pulled back before resting his forehead against yours and giving you a soft smile. after returning the action, you let out a soft gasp.

“riki, look,” you said only loud enough for him to hear, though the beach was almost empty. you pointed to the sunset behind him.

he turned around and held your hand as you two watched the sun disappear behind the line of an infinite ocean.

you two looked at each other and couldn’t help but smile. he lifted your intertwined hands and kissed the back of yours before pulling you into his embrace. you wrapped your arms around his waist and buried your head into his chest before you heard him whisper a small, “i love you.”

This is giving me, “core memories” for future daddy-tyun scenarios: “how did you ask out mum?” “I gave her a star ” 😂⭐️

𝐩𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬･:*:･ﾟ°✧˖°｡:･ﾟ☆

➸pairing: kang taehyun x reader

➸genre: fluff

➸requested: no

“hey,”

you turn your head to see your classmate holding up a neatly folded piece of paper in his hand. “here, someone said to pass it to you,” he whispers, giving a look at the teacher. he hands you the folded paper. “oh thanks,” you mutter, carefully taking the paper out of his hand. taking a closer look at it, it looked like a paper star. a sweet smile adorned your face, knowing only one person who can fold paper stars as perfect as this one. you unfold the piece of paper. beginning to see smudges of ink and a handwriting you know all too well. on the beautifully unfolded paper was a note that read:

‘do you know the answer to this? > date after school?’

you giggled at his cheekiness, you remind yourself to tease him later about it. “what does it say?” your seatmate suddenly leans in, curious as to what was the reason of that sweet smile of yours. “oh uhh, nothing important,” you say as you carelessly shoved the paper in your pocket. “that’s terribly unconvincing... but i’ll take it,” she snickers, laughing at your poor attempt at hiding your flushed face. a muffled chuckle from the other side of the classroom caught your attention. you looked around and see taehyun with his hand on his mouth as he struggled to stay quiet. his eyes met yours, taehyun wiggled his eyebrows in a teasing manner. you roll your eyes at his actions, feigning annoyance at the boy. the sound of your teacher's loud voice reminded you where you were, you whip your head back in front, focusing on the lecture for now.

“that’s it for today everyone, make sure to read chapters 23 to 26. get home safe everyone.”

“catch you later, y/n.” your seatmate says, waving at you. you raise a hand and waved back, “i’ll see you around.” you continue packing up your things, not noticing the wrinkled paper fall from your pocket. “so, what’s your answer to this?” you turn back in surprise. taehyun holds up the note, a smirk plastered on his face. “if you’re going to continue acting like this, i’m afraid i have to say no,” you sassed, crossing your arms. taehyun chuckles at you, “fine, more food for me i guess.” he walks towards the door, his hand already on the door knob. “wait, you didn’t say we were going out for food.” your eyes sparkled as you jogged to him, your bag slinging from your shoulder. “what are you doing? i thought you said no,” taehyun looks down at you with a mocking smirk. you raised a hand under your chin as if you’re thinking. “hmm did i say that? i don’t recall, care to enlighten me?” you went on.

taehyun wraps an arm around your shoulder, pulling you to him. in shock, you place your palm on his chest to prevent yourself from tripping. he takes a quick scan of the classroom and it seems that everyone had already left as he once again locks eyes with you. taehyun leans in close, his hand resting on the small of your back, firmly keeping you in place. “you look adorable when you get all worked up, it gets me every time,” he admired, his usual soft velvety voice now replaced with something deeper. you let out a squeal when taehyun, without warning, lands a chaste kiss on your lips. his lips moving against yours.

taehyun pulls away, loving the way you chased after his lips when he pulled away from the kiss. he loves the way you react with just a simple kiss. he slides the door open and scurried off. “catch me if you can, y/n!” his voice held a slight echo from the now empty halls, the sound of his feet thumping against the floor as he runs. you stood there in a daze, the feeling of taehyun’s lips lingered far after he had run off. “oh it’s on, kang!” you let out a laugh as you ran after the blond haired boy.

˗ˏˋ⭒ kisses with shotaro!⭒´ˎ˗

wc: 0.98k+ | genre ? fluff, cw ? none!

types of kisses series [1/7] - routine kisses, gentle makeouts, lazy mornings

shotaro x gn! reader

⋆ note: new series!! excited for this one

you feel his hair tickling your face before you're even awake enough to open your eyes. the smell of his shampoo wraps around you like a blanket, and you hum with contentment as you snuggle further into the sheets. his heavy arm is draped across your middle, lithe fingers softly playing with the hem of your shirt, your head tucked into the crook of his neck to hide away from the sun shining through the blinds.

“baby? you awake yet?” a voice speaks just above a whisper, still coated with a layer of sleep, and you can already feel the hint of a smile creep onto your lips at the sound.

“no. ‘m still asleep,” you murmur back, wanting to savor this moment for as long as you possibly can. you feel shotaro’s chest vibrate with quiet laughter at your antics, his fingers splaying out against your back to hold you impossibly closer to him.

“okay. then i’m still asleep too,” he replies, nuzzling his cheek against the top of your head. you bite your lip to repress the giant smile that’s slithered onto your lips, shaking your head a bit in response.

“actually, i am awake. i haven’t given you your kiss yet.”

at the sound of your words, shotaro pulls back with an exaggerated humph. as you open your eyes to meet his, those sparkingly brown ones are already on you, watching as you move away from his chest to sit up. you rub your eyes with your fist, giggling when he wraps you up in his arms to pull you back on top of him, chest to chest now.

“was waiting for you to wake up. you know i can’t start my day without a kiss,” he speaks with a little smile; one that bunches up his eyes in the corners in that way that you love. you lean down to kiss his cheek a few times before cupping the side of his face.

“what time is it?” you ask, and a sheepish look falls onto shotaro’s face at the question, his nose scrunching up cutely.

“almost 11…” he admits quietly. 

you let out a tiny gasp, lightly swatting his chest. “taro! you have to go to work!” 

shotaro pouts at your response, shaking his head against the pillow as he gazes up at you.

“i need my kiss first.”

you can’t help but melt at the pleading eyes he sends you, and you reach up to brush some of his messy hair away from his face. his perfect, perfect face. every day, you wonder how you were so lucky to be loved by such an amazing person. 

“why didn’t you just wake me up? you big baby,” you mumble, pinching his cheek. he sticks his tongue out at you and you do the same to him. 

“didn’t want to,” shotaro speaks after a moment. “you looked too pretty.”

“am i still pretty now that i’m awake?” you exaggeratedly bat your eyelashes at him, effectively earning another laugh from his lips.

“you’re pretty no matter what. my pretty baby,” and his voice drips with such unexpected sincerity, your stomach swarms with butterflies. “c’mere.”

finally, he reaches up to trail his fingers against the sensitive skin of your neck before gently tugging you down to meet his lips. 

shotaro’s lips are warm and plush against yours, and you feel your heart clench in all the right ways as he kisses you. every kiss always feels like the first, your head beginning to grow foggy as you soak him in. his thumb faintly strokes the back of your neck and he tilts his head a bit to press closer to you—like your body being on top of his was simply not enough. 

your mind spins and twirls with adoration when his tongue swipes across your bottom lip, silently asking permission for your lips to part. he cradles you as if you are a piece of fine china, his hand leaving your neck to find your waist, holding you against him. you can feel his rapid heartbeat through his shirt and he sighs into your mouth, his limbs growing lax when you reach to rest your palm against his chest.

you knew that if you kept going at this rate, shotaro would never leave your side, so with a few tiny kisses to the corner of his mouth, you slowly pull away from him. 

“noooo!” shotaro whines dramatically, sprawling out on the sheets like a starfish. “this isn’t fair.”

“life isn’t fair, babe,” you giggle, leaning down to kiss him on the nose. “you have to go now.”

“don’t wanna…” shotaro huffs, trying to tug you back toward his lips. you smile as you give him another tiny kiss before rolling to the other side of the bed. shotaro is quick to follow you, but you stop him with a soft push to his chest.

“if you don’t go, then how are you gonna get your after-work kiss, hm?” you ask, cocking your head to the side. shotaro scrunches up his nose at you before deflating.

“you’re right,” he sighs. “one more kiss? for motivation?”

rolling your eyes fondly, you grab his chin and give him one long, sweet kiss. when you break away, there’s a goofy grin on his face that puts the sun to shame. 

shotaro reaches up to brush his thumb over your cheek fondly. “see you this evening, baby. i’ll call you during my break, okay?” 

“okay. i love you,” you yawn, snuggling into the sheets again.

“i love you,” he says back, but makes no move to leave once he sees you falling asleep again. “now i really don’t want to go.”

“taro, go!” you swat at him blindly through your laughter, trying to push him out of the bed.

“fine, fine! i love you! you’re so beautiful! i’ll miss you! and you better answer my call or i’m coming home early! i love yo-”

“taro!”

MASTERLIST

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©️SO-STARZ

ALOE YOU VERA MUCH ✦ YJW

➵ together with you is my favourite place to be

pairing: jungwon x gn! reader

summary: as a plant store owner, you are bound to see a number of unique personalities enter through your doors. but there is one regular that has thoroughly charmed you, despite being unable to keep a plant alive.

note: i tried to do the write even if it's small thing and somehow this still came near 1k?? it didn't take long so i'm not complaining and i was able to post again quickly enough...

warnings: none

word count: 933

"hello, what would you like to buy today," you hold back a smile as you recognize the boy entering through the door.

sunlight streamed through the large bay windows, delicately caressing the greenery filling up the shop.

your family owned a nursery further in the countryside, but you had begged them to let you try and start a small outlet in the city with the smaller plant species.

city people deserved to take care of plants too!

the boy pouts at your words, "what, y/n, no personal greeting?"

you roll your eyes lightheartedly, "sorry, whatever may i assist you with today, dear jungwon?"

"much better," he beams at you, and it's like your whole day has been lit up.

you hum and continue tending to the plants near the register, waiting for jungwon to browse through your catalog and decide on his weekly plant.

you hear the man clear his throat as he browses though, "so, any plans for the weekend?"

this prompts a head tilt, a little confused. it's not like the two of you never speak, but the conversation is usually a lot more natural? he seems nervous.

and you don't want that of course, so you brush off the odd tone.

"uhhh, probably stay in to be honest... or visit the cat cafe that opened up."

jungwon whips around eyes alight, "that's what i was going to tell you about! i went there recently and it's the absolute best."

you smile at his excitement, incredibly endeared by his mannerisms.

"yeah?"

an idea strikes you, and you decide, why not? jungwon is cute, kind, and despite his utter inability to keep plants alive he seems to be very caring. all things you deeply admired, all things that prompted you to have a small crush on him.

so before he can respond, you continue, "show me around?"

jungwon freezes, his beautiful eyes widened as he stares at you. you stiffen, sighing.

"or not! nevermind, it was stupid--"

he interrupts you, tone gentle but firm, "I'd love to."

you laugh in joy, "that's great, now have you finally decided what plant you're going to murder this week?"

jungwon pouts at the admonition but nods, holding up an aloe vera. good, an easy one.

as you scan the item and pick out a care guide with some materials (customary to your store) you look back at your weekly ritual with endearment.

"so, what's this one's name?" you ask curiously. jungwon named every single one of his purchases, despite their inevitable fate ending up in a fertilizer graveyard.

he hums, considering.

"i'm thinking sunoo, after my friend."

this causes you to burst into laughter, slightly surprising jungwon but pleasing him all the same.

"are you still doing that?! last time, you named the pink princess philodendron heeseung and we know what happened to it..."

jungwon snickers, simultaneously heart warmed you remember your encounters with such detail and happy to name his plants after his annoying friends.

"yeah it's on purpose. he's been on thin ice lately, what with all his teasing," he trails off with a mumble and red face much to your curiosity.

teasing on what?

you don't press it though, sensing his embarrassment.

instead you write your number onto the receipt and wink at jungwon, laughing when he splutters.

"this--"

you look into jungwon's eyes, utterly enraptured, "well, how else are you going to contact me for the cat cafe?"

the word 'date' is barely held back.

jungwon takes 'sunoo' with him and as cute as the boy is you still mourn the plant in his arms.

your date-not-date ends up being planned for later on in the week due to issues in your scheduling, but you can't wait. you wait for every day to go by quicker.

just as you're about to pack up for the day, excited about tomorrow finally being your date, a blonde boy walks in.

it's a little late, but you find you're not bothered by his presence. he doesn't have an unreasonable or upsetting vibe.

"hello, how can i help you today?"

"oh!" the boy startles, "sorry for bothering so late, i was just walking by and realized this is the plant shop my friend's always talking about."

oh?

"is your friend a regular customer then? do you mind letting me know their name! i'll be sure to give them a discount for spreading the word next time they visit."

the blond smiles, "yeah, his name is jungwon."

and wasn't that a funny coincidence, you burst out laughing, imagining--

"wait, wait," you speak through giggles, continuing despite his perplexed expression, "are you sunoo?"

he raises a hand to his mouth, "yeah! how did you know!"

"i'm sure you know, but jungwon named his latest victim after you."

"victim...?" sunoo tilts his head, and you can definitely see how he's jungwon's friend considering they have the same endearing mannerisms.

"yeah, he comes in every week to try and finally succeed in taking care of a plant."

now sunoo's eyebrows shoot up, "but jungwon has the greenest thumbs I've ever seen... i don't think he could kill a plant if he tried."

you laugh, waiting for sunoo to join in, but then you realize it's not a joke.

"wait. for real?"

sunoo's smile has edged into something knowing and amused, realizing what the situation is.

"yeah... but. that's probably between you two to discuss! i'll come back later to buy something! bye bye!"

he rushed out the door before you can get a word in.

ah, jungwon, you adorable fool. you seriously had a lot to speak about tomorrow.

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i’m sure the “baby” is going to be seeing more than just kissing eventually 😂😂😂

cotton candy kisses 🍬🍬🍬

➸pairing: hueningkai x reader

➸genre: fluff

➸requested: no

"i'll get that plushie for you, just watch."

that's what hueningkai said like twenty minutes ago. you were stood beside him, watching at how hard he was trying to get you that plushie. "hyuka, it's okay let it go." you reassure him, pulling on his sleeve. "no no no, i swear i'll get you that plushie." he rushes to pay the guy for another round. you giggle at his determination, loving the way he puts his heart on everything he does.

he throws the ball to the stacks of bottles, this time he manages to knock it all down. hueningkai rejoices in victory, jumping around as he goes over to claim the plushie. he thanks the man and turns back to you. "see? told you i can get it for you," he boasted, his hands outstretched. the cute plushie stares at you with its eyes, you smile. "you did great, baby." you take the plushie from his hand and hug him. "thanks, baby." he sets his chin on top of your head, he looks at the plushie pressed between your chests and smiles. "it's like our child," hueningkai awes. you glanced down at the stuffed down and giggle, "you're right!" people were starting to gather at the booth you were at. the tall boy slips your hand into his and leads the both of you to the cotton candy stand.

"let's go for some cotton candy before we go home," he says. "i'll pay for the cotton candy, seems like you already used all your money for the plushie," you insist, already grabbing your wallet from your bag but hueningkai was faster. he pulls out his own wallet and rushes to the cotton candy stand. "one please," hueningkai hands over the money and watches in fascination as the worker began to work on the sugary treat. you ran over and tugged at his sleeves once again. "what are you doing? i told you i'll pay for this," you nagged at him. "i took you out today so i should pay, so if you take me out then you can pay." he reassures you. the worker comes back with a large cotton candy as big as both of your heads combined. "thank you," hueningkai thanks the worker, handing you the sugary treat. "can i take a photo of you holding this? you look so cute right now," your faces warms up by his compliment and you can't find it in you to face the camera. instead, you hid your flushed face behind the giant candy. hueningkai laughs at your cuteness, nonetheless, he snaps a photo of you hiding behind the pink fluffy treat. "it's just me, why are you acting all shy now?" he tilts his head to get a good look at you. the tall boy moves the candy away from your face and he finally sees your flustered state. the air around you suddenly became hot and suddenly it's difficult to control the loud beating of your hearts.

hueningkai couldn't help it as he leans down at your level to gently peck your soft lips that were swollen from your nervous biting. "hyuka... the baby is watching," you mumble, gesturing your head towards the plushie in your arms. "oops, sorry." he covers his mouth as he chuckles at your comment. throwing his head back, tears starting to form in his eyes from laughing too much. your heartbeat races as you looked at the boy in front of you laugh to his heart's content. "are you done laughing now?" you rolled your eyes, tapping your foot against the ground, trying your absolute best to look annoyed but really you're just trying to hide the fact that you're afraid he might hear the loud beating of your heart. his laughter died down and turned into tiny giggles. "alright, i'm good now. i'm totally not laughing," he held his hand out for you to take. you reached out and entangled your fingers with his as you both walked towards the exit of the carnival at the same time eating the cotton candy.

"i had fun today. thanks for taking me out, hyuka" you said with a mouthful of cotton candy in your mouth. "me too, oh and make sure to sleep early okay? i'm taking you out again tomorrow," hueningkai smiled down at you, his mouth also full from munching on the candy. hueningkai leans down and presses a sweet kiss on your lips once again, "let's get you home, buttercup."

strolling through the city, just got a whole lot better~

⋆⭒˚.⋆ late nights, city lights | CHOI YEONJUN

⟢ neighbour!yeonjun x gn!reader

⟢ drabble; comfort, fluff

⟢ after a long day of unpacking, you thank your neighbour for suggesting you take a break while he introduces you to the city you're about to call home.

⟢ wc: 999

⟢ warnings: reader already has a lil crush, a little collision, yeonjun perhaps takes an interest in reader; interpret that as you will :>

⟢ a\n: requested by @blackhairedjjun <3 added details! 'reader just moved to the city on their own & is nervous and excited at the same time about starting their life over there, yeonjun as the cute next-door neighbor at their apartment who the reader hits it off with' I was so excited to write this because I already had some thoughts floating in my head from the prompt :> I had fun writing this one, I hope you like it!

the last cardboard box was finally emptied, only setting aside the contents of it to organise later on, before flattening out the box and shoving it on the pile by the front door. you managed to wake up incredibly early to unpack everything, so all you had left to do was organise things in the next few days before being able to settle in fully.

moving out was hard. but you finally moved out and it was something you had been wanting to do for the longest time now. you had your new job to thank as well as your friends who suggested you take this new chapter in life, hoping to start afresh.

you let out a tired sigh looking at all the flattened boxes you're still yet to dispose of, but just thinking about the trips you'll have to make coming up and down the apartment complex seemed to burden you already. but you're gonna have to get moving since it's already late in the night.

you shove as much flattened boxes into one that's still open, opening your door and picking up the box only to drop it after colliding with what seems to be one of your neighbours. great. you scold yourself before checking on your neighbour to apologise.

"oh gosh I'm so ... sorry." your voice trails quietly when you see a guy of a tall and lean build, long hair and taking off his headphones to hang from his neck before scurrying to help with the cardboard that fell out.

he chuckles, and you nervously laugh with him.

"long day?" he asks and you simply nod, gathering the boxes and holding onto them instead of giving them back to you. he saw the rest of the boxes by your door, and ultimately you pick up on his intentions. "I'll help you with these."

"oh this is embarrassing, the first time I see a neighbour and you're already doing something for me." you worry but you're still thankful all the while.

"don't worry, honestly, it's not a problem. it's about time I met the new neighbour." he says simply, letting out a pretty smile that's just as contagious as his laugh. "I'm yeonjun by the way, my flat's just on your right."

you give him your name and mentally take note of his flat number to make sure you greet him whenever you bump into each other. "again, sorry for stumbling into you, I haven't left the apartment since I got here."

he notices your timid smile and a thought crosses his mind.

"how about you grab a jacket and after we throw these out I'll show you around the city nearby." he suggests, raising his brows in anticipation of your answer.

of course, it doesn't take much convincing since you hadn't had time to explore yet.

"wait, really?" you watch him nod in your direction with full enthusiasm and it just makes it easier for you to feel at ease.

surprisingly, you realised you'd probably knock on his door one way or another to ask where to throw out the boxes, forgetting where to throw them out, but this was a lot easier and less daunting than having to knock on a door late into the night.

yeonjun was truly one of the most down to earth people you've ever met in a long time. his calm nature of making you feel welcome to the city, him walking on the pavement closest to the road while you both walk and converse down the quiet streets of the city.

the lights were bright as ever, thinking that it'd be busy at this time of night until yeonjun told you about which days are usually roaring at night and which ones are a little quieter.

surprisingly, your new neighbour took you to one of the 24/7 convenient stores nearby for some ice-cream. the nights were getting warmer and the jacket was just a precaution. it was becoming hoodie season and it had you observing yeonjun's outfit; an oversized graphic hoodie with wide leg denim shorts that looked like a long skirt. his style was appealing for what counts as 'casual' clothing. you even took a candid picture of him while he was looking up where else he should take you at this time of night.

then within an hour of wandering around, yeonjun took you back to the apartment complex and onto the rooftop where you were able to see the skyscrapers and occasional lights from vehicles beelining their way around the city.

"so, what do you think so far?" yeonjun's voice was a little hoarse, the both of you gazing over the pretty lights below.

your lips turn into a tight-lipped smile, pondering on your first few thoughts about your first night wandering around, even if it was spontaneous and only for an hour.

"I could get used to this." you lean your elbows on the ledge, smiling to yourself.

you were proud of yourself for finally doing what you've been longing to do, even after some people doubted you before. it didn't stop you when you had the right support system to encourage you every step of the way. and now you have yeonjun too.

said male turns his head towards you, a gentle smile crawling on his lips while he scans the relief beaming on your face.

"I can always show you around again." he suggests, "like we can explore during the day. but I don't mind wandering around at night again."

you hum in agreement. there was something so soothing about being in his presence, but also comforting knowing that he was already so open to helping you settle into this new part of your life.

"thank you, yeonjun. I really appreciate this." you turn to look at him too, eyes locking a little longer than you have the past hour. you have a good feeling that this friendship will be a good one.

this is gonna be a good one.

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oof, we got some dubcon 🥴

mdni. nsfw 18+

pairing: mark lee x reader

warnings: creampie, unprotected sex, breeding (what’s new…)

you were going to tell mark to pull out.

he was fucking your tight little pussy so good, thick cock rubbing in all the right places, stretching you out so so good.

“ah fuck baby. pussy feels so good around my cock,” he groaned, hips pounding relentlessly into yours.

you were fucked brainless, mind couldn’t even form coherent sentences. you couldn’t think, all you could do was feel. and you were really feeling mark’s hot cock pounding hard and fast inside your messy cunt.

you were dripping so much for him, his cock sliding so easily in and out of your pussy and making lewd sounds with each thrust. it seemed with every thrust, your pussy kept gushing more and more, enticing him to just let go inside of you. he knew you weren’t on birth control but how was he supposed to know today was not a safe day? he was quickly losing himself in your pussy and couldn’t stop himself.

you didn’t feel his cock give a hard twitch inside your pussy.

you didn’t feel him release his hot load inside your messy cunt, didn’t feel him keep fucking his load back into you over and over again.

you didn’t even feel that all of that hot liquid between your legs wasn’t just your arousal but mark’s fat load dripping out of your used cunt and onto the sheets as he fucked himself deeper and deeper back into your cunt.

clay impressions

PARK SUNGHOON [성훈] ── 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓

୨୧ pairing : !nonidol hoon x fem potter!reader ꒰wc : 590꒱

୨୧ genre + content warnings : fluff, slight skinship, not proof read

୨୧ synopsis : in which sunghoon, the new guy in town spots a pottery club and joins because of the pretty girl he saw mentoring in the window.

writer's note ─ what the...juno's first ever work that isn't c.ai bot related??? this must be a dream.. (hehe im joking) anyways enough with the sarcasm--I finally decided to upload this story that's been in my drafts for a while. ik it's not what you're usually used to but lmk what you think of it and if I should continue >< if you enjoyed reading it, please be sure to like & reblog !! ♡

sunghoon hadn’t planned on joining a pottery club. in fact, he hadn’t planned on much beyond unpacking his boxes and finding the nearest coffee shop. but as he mindlessly wandered down the charming main street of his new small town, something—or rather, someone—caught his eye.

the large window in front of the small building cramped between a bookstore and a bakery offered a glimpse of what lay inside: clay-covered hands shaping a delicate piece, laughter echoing softly, and cozy lighting. but what truly captivated sunghoon was the girl behind the wheel. her hair was tied up in a messy bun, a few stray strands framing her face as she concentrated on the clay piece in front of her. she looked like a masterpiece in the making, even with all those smudged beige streaks on her cheeks.

without thinking twice and perhaps blindly urged by his smitten heart, sunghoon pushed open the door, the bell above chiming cheerfully. he approached the counter, trying to appear casual as he signed up for a beginner's class.

the next day, he found himself sitting in a circle of eager faces, dressed casual in a stone grey knit zip up—clay ready at hand. his heart raced when the girl from the window stepped forward, your features even more captivating in person.

"hi, everyone! i'm y/n, and i'll be your mentor for today.”

sunghoon's attempts at crafting anything remotely vase-like were laughable. his first piece looked like it had been crafted by a particularly enthusiastic toddler, another imaging more of a lopsided pancake recipe gone wrong. so—maybe pottery wasn’t his thing. he glanced around, hoping no one noticed, only to lock eyes with none other than you. you smiled, a glint of amusement in your eyes as you made your way over to him.

"need some help?" you asked, your voice warm and gentle.

"very. turns out pottery isn't my hidden talent," sunghoon replied with a soft sigh and bashful smile, scratching the back of his neck in embarrassment.

you chuckled, your laugh like music to his ears. "don’t worry, you're here to learn right? let's start from the basics.”

as you slowly guided his hands with your own clay covered ones, sunghoon couldn't help but notice the spark in her eyes, the way your fingers danced with the clay like it was meant to be sculpted and formed with your delicate digits. through your gentle ministration and shared laughter, his lump of clay began to take shape, though it still resembled a vase only in the most generous sense.

by the end of the class, sunghoon had a crooked pot he was oddly proud of and a heart that felt a bit fuller. you handed him a wet cloth to clean his hands.

“not bad for your first try,” you spoke out, nudging him with your elbow as you stared down at your clay-stained apron. “with a bit more practice, you might even make something useful.”

sunghoon grinned, feeling a flutter of hope. “i guess i’ll just have to keep coming back then.”

you couldn’t help but crack a smile at his words, eyes sparkling with amusement. “i guess you will.”

and as he left the studio that day—he swore he saw your gaze on him through the window. suddenly moving to this small town felt like the best decision he’d ever made, and if learning pottery meant more time with you, he was more than ready to become the next great potter.

or, at the very least, the guy who made you laugh.

𝓢igning off... @penghoon

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SMILE : pjs

in which .. you tell jay that his smile is the prettiest thing

jay x gn!r genre fluff, clingy jay, est rel warning some kissing suki’s note spreading much needed appreciation for his gorgeous smile ( 858 )

“are you awake?” you asked softly.

perhaps it was the fact that jay was tired out of his mind, his brain only half-awake as he began to doze off, or maybe it was simply the fact that he loved the feeling of you snuggled up against him. either way, he couldn't find the energy to respond to you, choosing to keep his eyes closed instead, savouring the comfort of having you in his arms. 

“jay?” you asked again, keeping your voice low. 

you knew he had a tiring week of practise, and didn’t want to accidentally wake him up if his exhaustion had already taken over. so when he didn’t respond the second time, you took that as a sign that he was asleep.

you rested your head back on top his chest, a small smile spreading across your face as you felt the steady rise and fall of his chest.

the warm glow from the table lamp reflected against his face at the perfect angle, and even in his sleep, he looked attractive, almost infuriatingly so. as you watched him with a contented smile, you noticed that the tense furrow etched between his brows since the moment he returned has now faded away. instead replaced by a peaceful look, as though your presence itself was enough to melt all his stress and worries away. 

absentmindedly, you reached out to poke at his cheeks gently, pinching them ever so slightly and letting out a soft laugh at how adorable he looked. pressing your palms on either side of his face, you squished his cheeks together, making his lips form a small pout.

“cute,” you mumbled under your breath, smiling to yourself at the sight of him pouting. 

to your surprise, the corners of jay’s mouth twitched up ever so slightly, and you realised that you weren’t the only one who was trying to hold back their laughter.

“you know what?” you said with a cheeky smile. even though your voice was barely a whisper, you were certain that he was listening. “you’re so handsome, like seriously, so good looking,” you continued, gently tugging at the corners of his mouth and bringing his lips up into a smile, “and your smile? it’s the most beautiful thing ever.”

that did the trick.

jay couldn’t hold it in anymore, his lips breaking into a wide smile. you could feel the rumble of his chest as he let out a low chuckle. “you knew i was awake, didn’t you?”

you laughed, brushing a few strands of stray hair away from his eyes. “you’re really bad at acting, you know?”

“hey, i see this as a win-win situation for me,” jay smirked. “the prettiest girl is currently in my arms, calling me cute.”

“i only think you’re cute on rare occasions,” you quipped back quickly. “you’re only average at best.”

“oh really?” jay asked with a raised brow, “if so, then why are you hugging me so tightly that my legs are starting to go numb?”

even though you knew that he meant it as a joke, you suddenly became aware that you have been lying on top of him for quite some time now and his body must feel even worse with you crushing him under your weight. so you instinctively propped yourself up, attempting to relieve the extra weight on his sore muscles.

but before you could lift your lower half off of him, his arms immediately wrapped tightly around your waist, tugging you back down into his embrace.

“you’re crushing me, but don’t go anywhere,” jay mumbled, the tips of ears reddened, and you were able to catch a glimpse of his flustered expression.

you usually would have teased him for blushing, but perhaps it was because you hadn’t seen him for the past week, you decided to press a light kiss on his cheek instead, nuzzling your face against his shoulder.

jay wrapped his arms back around you, pressing you impossibly closer to himself.

“did you mean it?” he said after a moment. his voice was so softly that you wondered if he meant to ask the question out loud.

“mean what?”

“what you said about my smile.”

you paused for a second, there was something unusual in the tone of his voice. he sounded more vulnerable than usual, as if he thought that what you said was simply a spur of the moment decision, that you merely said it to make him flustered and not because you genuinely meant it.

“jay,” you said with an affectionate smile, cupping one side of his face so his eyes would meet yours, “of course i meant it. your smile is the most beautiful thing ever.”

jay felt his heart flutter at your response, immediately burying his face into the crook of your neck in embarrassment as heat rose up to his cheeks.

“why do you do this to me?” jay mumbled into your shoulder.

“what? i’m only telling the truth,” you laughed, running your fingers through his soft hair before placing a chaste kiss on his forehead, “you’re the prettiest when you smile.”

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trapped in your game | CHOI YEONJUN NSFW

pairing: bestfriend!yeonjun x fem!reader | genre: oneshot; fluff, smut. best friends to ?? | wc: 1.6 k | warnings: hair tugging, a lot of praises, pet names (, baby, princess, sweetheart, cutie), bsf!yeonjun's just so sweet :(( , physical affection, oral (m receiving), yj a lil rough with it, cum swallowing, smut with plot, not proof read, lmk if I've missed any. | a/n: so I wanna thank @junniieesbby for elongating this idea with me hehe, testing waters out since it's been a while but enjoy &lt;3 this is my comeback guys >:) it's also 5am, so I'm sorry HAHAHA

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

continue under the cut ❤︎

no matter how many times you turn around and rant to your best friend, yeonjun, he's there laying on your bed with his upper body hanging off of the edge and his phone in his hands.

“yeonjun…” you whine, pouting as you ask him, “were you even listening?” you exaggerate a deep huff of disappointment and that catches his attention.

rushing to turn his phone off and throwing it somewhere on your bed amongst your plushies, he lays on his front and reaches his arm out to caress the top of your head.

“okay, okay. I’m listening, what were you saying?” he tilts his head slightly and he mirrors your pout.

“I was saying, I think I’m linking up with this guy next week but I don’t… um...” you trail off, lightly chewing on your bottom lip thinking if you sound dumb worrying about this.

“but you don’t what? you know you can tell me, right?” he’s still caressing the top of your head ever so gently. yeonjun tends to have that aura about him. and it’s been like that for years. it’s not that you were embarrassed to tell him, he never belittles you about these things, or anything in general, but you also didn’t want him to think you were being silly about this.

“I don’t know if I’m good enough at giving head, jjun.” your light whine switched him up in some way.

you always wondered if he’s ever thought of you like that, and the answer is yes. but he knows his priorities as your best friend is that he’s always there for you no matter what. helping you in whatever it is. even when it comes to this.

“but you’ve given head before though?” he sits up, his feet now flat on the ground by your knees. you nod subtly, watching the way the little bulb lights up above his head.

“hmm..” he exaggerates a thinking face, bottom lip protruding before the corners of his lips turn upwards. “show me what you’ve got.”

you know how to kiss. that’s because yeonjun taught you. you know how to turn guys on. that’s because yeonjun taught you. but you’ve managed to give head and have your previous partners and flings come from that, and yeonjun hadn’t taught you. what if he teaches you now? will that make you better at doing it?

“yn? sweetheart, what’s going on in that cute 'lil head of yours?” he leans forward to grab ahold of your hand, which surprisingly lays limp in his palms. “I’ll talk you through it if you want.”

“I can try-“

he shakes his head, cupping the side of your face and his thumb stroking your cheek and slowly lowering to glide across your bottom lip. “Give me your all, c’mon.”

“thanks jjun.” you shoot up an innocent smile, the one that makes his knees weak even when he's sitting down.

you shuffle onto your knees, situating yourself between yeonjun's thighs while your fingers began to skim over the material of his sweatpants. yeonjun, on the other hand, was anticipating the act, leaning back on his elbows to observing you from that angle. he knows how good you are and how good you can be, of course he does because he's taught you these things.

as you watch your best friend look back at you with his sultry eyes, you catch the way he bites down on his bottom lip as your fingers trail closer towards his half hard dick.

"oh, so this is how you tease your flings huh?" his voice was lower than usual, but nothing you've never heard before.

"just find it a little fun when they squirm. you're good at not doing that though jjunie." you finally apply pressure onto his growing dick, stroking him through his sweats and picking up the pace until you see him fighting to throw his head back, but resorting to heavy, shaky breaths.

a hum leaves your mouth when you see yeonjun get harder under your touch, but it doesn't take much longer until you're hooking your fingers under the band of both his sweats and boxers.

your chest heaves a little, it's not the first time you've seen yeonjun's dick, the last time being when you caught him masturbating in his room with his door unlocked and he was wearing headphones. but he had a pretty dick for sure. his girth was a good size, the length wasn't too intimidating but deep inside you were excited. the head had already started to leak clear droplets, veins just beginning to raise to the surface as you wrap your soft hand around his shaft by the base.

he hisses from the pressure you apply, letting out his sigh that he had been holding in for a hot second. you're in awe, never had you touched yeonjun like this before, but to see him react this way just from your simple touches were starting to affect the dampness between your thighs.

"yeonjun, you know, you have a pretty dick." you tell him sweetly.

"thank you kitten— oh my god." he doesn't hold back the small moan in his throat after you had just licked him from the base to the tip with your lips lighting sucking on the head, letting the salty droplets spread across your tongue.

you smile at him once again, observing the way his mouth slacks open and how his pretty, pillowy lips are the same colour as his soft tip. that's something you'll unintentionally engrave in your brain for every time you glance at his lips.

"so.. so.. pretty.." you kiss around his shaft randomly betwen your words, and he responds with his hand in your hair, and lightly tugging it.

"get to it cutie, I wanna know how good you are." he loosens his grip, letting you take more of him into your mouth until he's almost prodding the back of your throat and pulling him out again.

a guttural groan leaves his throat as you repeat the same action a couple more times before you gag from how far in you're taking him. you're usually pretty good at not gagging, even using the squeezing-your-thumb-extremely-tight trick to prevent that, but it still happened.

"hey, hey." yeonjun sat up in urgency, but mentally kicking himself for twitching from the fact tears started to well up. "I'm sure you wanna do good for him, right? now breathe through your nose, your throat's gonna be occupied."

you nod, really listening to his words and you do exactly what he tells you. taking in a couple of deep and steady breaths you wrap your mouth around him again, bobbing your head and inching further until he hits the back of your throat without you gagging.

"oh shit," he gasps, "just like that, princess, just like that."

both of his hands make their way to your hair, gathering them as best as he could into a makeshift ponytail. the suction you have going on was starting to make him feel light headed, twitching in your hold. he couldn't refrain, but you were doing too good. with your hair now in a tight ponytail in one fist, he pushes your head down more until he hears you gag.

an airy chuckle leaves his lips as he moans out your name and other profanities, boosting your ego to keep going. you know he's close when you watch his lower abdomen starting to twitch from under his black hoodie.

"keep going baby, I'm so close. god, you're so good." his heaven sent whines were shooting straight to your core, and you just knew your panties were soaked through from the discomfort against your core.

you let out a strong hum whilst continuing to bob your head, moving your wrist to push him over the edge. your other hand caresses his thigh while his hand is wrapped around your wrist. tight. a few more delicious moans leave your best friends mouth, throwing his head back as he bucks his hips up, close to chasing his high.

"yn, ugh, baby I'm gonna- I'm gonna cum." his hold around your wrist tightens as the band in his stomach snaps, feeling the way his cock twitches against your tongue.

you suck on his tip, swirling your wet muscle around it a few times until you taste his cum on your tongue. you let out a surprised moan from the way his load was shooting into your mouth, some even beginning to trickle down the back of your throat.

"ah shit, yn." he chuckles with a hand lazily covering his face. "you're so hot, what the fuck."

you giggle as you lean back on your knees, looking up at him and opening your mouth to show him his load under and around your tongue.

"filthy too, good god." he collects the cum threatening to drip from the corners of your lips as he waits for you to swallow it all and lick the rest from his thumb.

"so was that alright?" you lean your arms across his knees and rest your chin on the back of your hands.

"alright? you did so good baby." he caresses your head again, noticing the way you're refraining from smiling so hard.

"jjun?" you ask, almost a whisper. your fingers tracing invisible shapes across his thighs. he responds with a light hum. "I kind of don't want to see that guy anymore."

"what are you saying?" yeonjun raises an intriguing brow.

"I kinda just want you." there it is again, that precious smile that yeonjun loves to see.

again, he reaches out for you and leads you onto his lap, hovering you over his spent dick. your hands rest on his shoulders, stabilising yourself as he brings his middle and ring finger to stroke up against your clothed slit and rubbing light circles on your clit.

"well, I'm all yours."

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noooo, don’t hug him back😭

fool in love

synopsis: as you tried your hardest to get over byun euijoo and his bad habit of drinking, you realised that he will never get over you. ⌙ 0.8k

pairing(s): ex!byun euijoo x fem!reader

genre(s): angst

warning(s): swearing, drinking problems/alcoholism, infidelity, mentions of cheating.

tags: ex!euijoo, previous established relationship, persistent euijoo, non idol!au

author’s note: i wrote this so quick wtf, i hope ej lunès enjoyyy!! disclaimer: this is not an in real life depiction of euijoo.

part two of intoxicated

since your meet-up with jo, you’d been visibly getting better; you had stopped yourself from listening any of euijoo’s voicemails or reading any of his messages. to be honest, this was the best you’d ever been. in a long while.

but still, you tossed and turned at night; still worrisome over the situation. with a big sigh, you turned on the night light. it’s blinding rays caused you to blink uncontrollably. that was until you heard a knock on the door, paired along with a buzz from your phone, notifying you of a message. reaching out to your phone across on the dresser, you saw who sent a message.

it was byun euijoo.

your steps felt heavy as you stripped yourself of the warm embrace of your duvet and left your bed. another knock echoed in your ears as you opened the peephole, noticing euijoo standing there himself.

his appearance was most peculiar, his hair was dishevelled, he seemed as if to be stumbling around and euijoo looked visibly disoriented.

“open up, please.” a murmur came from his pretty lips.

worried, and with trembling hands, you got to unlocking your doors. that was when his head fell on your shoulder. somehow, you managed to pull him in and lock the door. the smell of liquor deepened as he picked his head up and walked to your couch and took a seat.

“take me back, i’ll do anything. i just need you. i….,” euijoo’s eyes were partially bloodshot, as he gripped your couch; his knuckles turning a deep shade of white. “i miss you.”

as you balled your fists, you couldn’t stop the sadness turning into raw anger. tears threatened to fall and your chest tightened. that familiar lump in your throat refused to dissipate as you turned your head away from him, avoiding his hazed gaze.

“get out.” was all you could reply. you weren’t sure if you meant it or if it was just the heat of the moment. maybe it was a way of coping.

you didn’t know.

you raised your voice once again, “i can’t believe you’re drunk right now. byun euijoo, i hate you.”

‘i love you’ you wanted to instead blurt out.

confusion took to his facial expression as he pleaded against it, “you know i never meant it. i really thought she was you.”

euijoo took hesitant steps towards you, reaching out his arm to touch yours. he needed to feel your warmth, you were slipping through his fingers every second he didn’t.

a lone tear ran down your cheek and as you backed away from his touch like a scorching flame that blistered at a single touch. “no, no, no. you don’t get to do that, byun. i’ve had to deal with your drunk ass constantly, i can’t believe you would do something like that. and with my best friend too?”

the emotions seemed to pour all out as you continued.

“you’re never sober when with me, i’m so sick of it. you just don’t get me, we’re so different and it hurts. when i first met y—“ a sob wracked your body and interrupted your speech. “when i first met you, you were kind and friendly and—you know… just the man for me. and now; look at you. i can barely stand to myself.”

his glazed eyes weren’t looking at you, they seemed to be looking through you. it was always like that, though. same thing each time, but just in another situation.

byun euijoo was drunk, again. just like he always was.

“we’re done, euijoo. didn’t you hear me the first time?” you held an accusatorial tone in your voice. “i never want to see you ever again.”

this time, he spoke clearly. “i’m so fucking sorry, i’m so sorry. this is all my fault.”

as much as you were mad at euijoo, you hated how his voice broke right then. yearning and longing consumed your heart, making it impossible for you to tear your watchful gaze away from the man.

the man you thought he was had disappeared, leaving a worser version in it’s wake.

his gaze met yours, and you interjected.

“i’m glad you finally know it’s all your fault. shit, i can’t do this right now. you’re shit-faced.” you stated again. “not once have we had a genuine conversation without you being drunk.”

with hitched breath, you placed two fingers on your nose bridge.

the silence was killing you inside; you just wanted to scream, to cry, to rage — to do anything. your emotions swirled like a hurricane inside as you felt the pent-up frustration build up. it was overwhelming your mental and physical being.

euijoo’s pleas went unheard but still listened to, “let me prove myself, huh?” his hands found yours, resonating with your warmth. he ran his finger over your knuckles, rubbing them as a way to assure you. “you know i love you so fucking much. everything i do is for you. i can’t live without you.”

yet, his hands were cold. very much unlike the searing love you had for him. you still envisioned the man euijoo could be, not the man he was. hesitantly, with his arms spread; signalling he wanted you in his embrace.

maybe it was that you missed him, or that a part of you still loved him.

because like the complete and utter fool in love you were, you accepted his shallow welcome.

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GIVE YOU SOMETHING GOOD TO CELEBRATE

pairing : jaehyun x reader

genre : fluff

WHAT ! - celebrating your birthday with jaehyun, thank you and happiest birthday to this anon :))

wc : 483 @onedoornet

jaehyun spent all week preparing for your birthday. he planned a schedule months ago to follow automatically when the week hit. he got home he freshened up, ate dinner with you, and did couple things before laying in bed with you cuddling. the second your breathing slowed down and he felt your body relax he reluctantly got out of bed scowling once the warmth of your body wasnt against his, he debating getting back in bed but jaehyun knew he’d risk sleep and comfort to make you feel special anyday

quietly he left the room and went outside to the mailbox (not the safest opinion but he didnt care) he grabbed the packages that he ordered and brought them inside to the living room. then he grabbed the boxes from the shoe closet that he knew you never checked and piled them ontop of the boxes. jaehyun stared at the pile and huffed wondering where to start, he supposed he could start off with the balloons

jaehyun was wrong.

he was currently huffing and puffing on the floor red because the balloon blower that he bought required batteries and it was currently 2:58 am and no stores were open. he sat there looking defeated but kept blowing up the balloons

by the time he was finished the sun rose already, but he got the hard part over (and missing tanks of air from his lungs)

he continued decorating your guys living room and dining table. he put a banner that said “happy birthday” up so as soon ws you walk out of the room you can see it, a stream of ribbon above the entry way of your door so when you step out you see the pretty color, and last but not least confetti and flower petals that leave a trail from the room to the living room and some confetti and flower petals on the dining table of course

staring at the decorated house satisfied jaehyun quietly made it to your guys room and freshened up and changed into the outfit he knew you loved on him before he went to the bakery to pick up your cake and gifts that he stored at taesans home. he looked over at the cake as he drove smiling cause he knew youd love it

when he got home he laid your gifts on the counter neatly and took the cake out of the box as he held a party popper

walking to your guys room he quietly opened it and smiled at your peaceful state. almost feeling bad that he was gonna wake you up he gently caress your cheek causing you to flutter your eyes open. he pops the popper making you fully wake up this time, jaehyun saw the shock on your face from the cake and smiled

“happy birthday my love”

“jaehyun what the fuck is that”

“u lik? :3”

the cake in question

its not a secret if they never asked 🤭

💫Classroom shenanigans💫

✨Pairing: non idol!Yunho x gn!reader ✨Prompt: The two of you are teachers who are bonding over their classes in the teachers room ✨Word Count: 900 words ✨Genre: fluff, slight humor (?), teachers au, secretly married au ☀️Authors Note: All I can say is that I remember the horse is a fruit debacle and had to bring it into this one shot! Question was that a thing all over the world or just in Sweden way back then??

"Do your kids decide that it would be a good idea to argue with you about the fact that horses does not exist and that they're fruits?" Yunho asks as he sit down with his coffee mug in the sofa looking absolutely exhausted.

"No they don't. Is this something I should be worried that my class will pick up and start arguing with me about?" You groan, not liking the idea of your class of thirty eleven year olds arguing passionately about this.

"Someone brought it up and when I told him that no, horses are in fact real and an animal he just said noooo they're not real and they're actually fruits. The whole class just agreed with him and when I showed them videos of horses they said they were animated?!" He vented before taking a big sip of his coffee.

"If it makes you feel better my students seriously thought that the moon was made out of cheese. One said she had seen it in a movie and the others nodded along. Guess which movie they were referencing." You said glancing at Yunho who shrugged, not knowing what movie they could have possibly thought of.

"Wallace and Gromit, A Grand Day Out!" You exclaimed causing your colleague to laugh almost getting coffee everywhere in the process.

"No way."

"Yes way!"

He laughs again shaking his head, he goes to take another sip of his coffee but can't due to the giggles escaping him as he clearly thinks about what you just told him.

"I love my kids but sometimes they exhaust me beyond reason." You admitted thinking back to all of the times they have done things to test your patience.

"Yeah I love my kids as well, they're kind and mean well and I have to say their passion truly is something else." Yunho said whilst patting the seat next to him, wanting you to sit next to him.

You gladly moved over to him. He wrapped one of his arms around your shoulder casually, his hand gently caressing your shoulder, tracing small patterns.

"Do you think they've figured it out yet?" You asked curiously glancing towards Yunho

"That we're actually married? No. Absolutely not. I got questioned today actually why I hadn't taken you on a date yet." He confessed, the tips of his ears turning slightly red.

"Wait, really??" You turned towards him in shock "They're really asking you that?"

"Yeah, your kids don't?" He looked at you with a smile causing you to melt a little bit.

"I mean they do tell me why we would be the perfect couple. Ever since I helped you when we went on that trip together with our classes they've been obsessed with telling me how we should get together and that there definitely is a spark between the two of us." You told him with a chuckle

"Well they're not wrong about the fact that there is a spark between us both." He said giving your cheek a light kiss causing your face to heat up, you quickly turn around and give his cheek a kiss as well smiling when Yunho get that bashful and shy smile on his face, his eyes avoiding eye contact as his cheeks grow rosy from the intimate display as if he hadn't been the one to initiate the first kiss.

"I cannot wait to see the stunned look on all of their faces once we tell them we're actually married." He says shyly causing you to take a hold of his hand which is still on your shoulder, squeezing it gently.

"I'm surprised none of them have noticed we wear similar wedding rings you know. Some of my kids have mentioned they think it's pretty and I think someone said it was similar to yours but none clocked that it was an actual wedding ring." The two of you sat in silent for a while, enjoying each other's presence. Today was a rather calm day and the two of you had been lucky enough to not have recess duty today meaning you could sit in the teachers room enjoying each other's company. Yunho had eventually put away his cup of coffee so he could bring both his arms around you capturing you in a relaxing hug.

"When do you have your last class today?" He murmurs quietly

"At 15:00, but I am staying until 16:30 to plan my next few lessons for the class. What about you?" You look up at him from your position in the hug.

"Yeah me too. Can't wait for the day to be over so I can take you out on a dinner date." He says giving your head a light kiss.

"Mhmmm I can't wait to see the place you have picked out for us to eat at. You always do such a good job at picking out restaurants." You murmur quietly closing your eyes as you lean back against Yunho.

"Take a nap. I'll wake you up a little bit before our classes start again love." Yunho says giving you another kiss on your lips before picking up a blanket on the sofa to wrap the both of you up in.

"Thank you Yunho. I love you." You whisper as sleep takes over you and the last thing you hear is Yunhos fond voice whispering a soft I love you too.