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Subway Lovers | JAKE SIM X BLK READER

Summary: you were only a stranger on a train that jake had loved in between.

Drabble

A/N: This piece is based on something I read in a book called One Last Stop by Casey McQuiston [You lock eyes with someone ,you imagine a life from one stop to the next and you go back to your day as if the person you loved in between doesn't exist anywhere but on the train]

This is my first time writing a ENHYPEN fanfic so yeah I just wanted to try since I thought this piece fitted him. 🥺

This is not edited ❌❌❌

That's all it took was a few minutes for Jake to fall in love with you. A complete stranger on the subway sitting across from him.

You and him took the same commute, at the same time, every day. Fate. Jake would call it. But he's fallen in love with so many people on this same subway before, people he never saw again but still wonders how they were doing or if they had something to eat for the day and not just their overpriced iced coffee that they called a meal. Now his life was with you.

And Jake saw you dancing barefoot around his living room in nothing but his T-shirt, singing along to a Patti LaBelle song that you liked since you were seven.

And on the weekends Jake eat Pad Thai with you in your small studio apartment that you couldn't really afford rent for but you somehow, always made the payments to your landlord, who was a heavy chain-smoker so your apartment smells of Newports because the landlord was also the maintenance man who needed to smoke anytime he fixed anything.

And Jake likes to think about the inside jokes you two share, the ones your friends and his never get.

And Jake reads your favorite book. The one you lent him, with the worn out cover that's barely hanging on for dear life. Pages where annotated, and Jake made a few of his own, and leaving smaller comments in places you had wrote something about what you thought of that scene, or a certain character or the way the author did a thing with words that made you feel nostalgic and longed for something you didn't know you lost.

And Jake would never shy a way from telling you how pretty your eyes are. How he saw a million versions of you just behind the subtle color of them. And he would wonder what he looked like in your eyes.

But He's a stranger. You're a stranger. Just two strangers going your separate ways when the train stops. So did his life with you.

play something

fluff!

pairing: gn!reader x crush!mark

highschool au, crush au, classmate au

{8:07am} ☆･:* ׂׂૢ༘ ⋆

you and your crush!mark had first period together, orchestra. you played the cello and mark played the piano to accompany the orchestra. you’ve had a crush on mark for a really long time now, and your heart fluttered every time you were around him. you see mark settling down at the piano, pulling some sheet music out of his backpack that was slightly crinkled at the corners. you walked over and took a seat on the wooden bench mark was sitting on, that was just big enough for the two of you to share. “play something.” mark requested nudging your shoulder with his. you could feel your heart almost bursting out of your chest. you could also play the piano, and so you naturally began to press down the keys in such a way that it created a beautiful melody from the notes you were reading so easily yet carefully from the sheet that laid flat on the top of the glossy piano. you pressed a wrong key, causing the harmonies to clash dissonantly, and with that having been done, you let out a huff while you smiled and turned to the boy to your left, whom to your surprise, was already staring right at you. you swallowed then cleared your throat. “uh do you mind if i borrow this sheet music? it’s really pretty and i wou-”

“you’re really pretty.”

you stared at mark blankly.

“uhhh i mean. yeah sure of course. ill give it to you after class…” mark coughed, jolting his head a little, causing the lightweight hair covering his forehead to bounce. you thought it was really cute. after class, mark handed you the paper. “thank youuu! ill give this back to you tomorrow morning!” you waved to mark as he walked the opposite direction down the hall. you couldn’t help but notice something written on the back in pen that you could see bleeding through the thin white sheet. you flipped over the page, met with a little note that read:

hi y/n, I really like you. do you like me too??? (pls respond)

- mark ♡

with all the butterflies in your stomach, you could have sworn you were floating. did mark really like you back???

˚✧₊⁎ ༊*·˚

finally home, you ran into your room, jumping onto your bed squealing after burying your face into your pillow and kicking your legs in the air. you grab the sheet music from your backpack and pick up a pencil that was conveniently already on your desk. you pressed down on the worn down eraser of the mechanical pencil a few times, dispensing the stick of led out some more before writing:

yes, i like you

in response, right under mark’s note. you didn’t even bother actually practicing the song.

⋆｡˚ ☆ ୭̥° next morning

the bell just barely rang. you walk into the classroom to find mark standing up, gently leaning against the piano, twiddling his thumbs as his mind seemed to be somewhere else. you walk up to him. “here, mark.” extending your arms, holding the paper with both of your hands, looking up comfortably at the not-so-tall but taller-than-you boy. without even a small gesture in response to you, the first thing mark does is flip the page over to the backside in hopes to find your reply, as if he had been anticipating it.

marks eyes widen and his ears turn red.

you and mark exchange nervous smiles.

thanks for reading !

fool

bestfriend!mark x gn!reader

{4:48pm} ❀

mark wasn’t more than just a close friend, and you were okay with that. you were okay with it because the two of you were just close friends that also held hands when they walked, that wrapped their arms around each other, and that fell asleep on each other’s shoulders. just a close friend. however it was moments like these right now, sitting on the couch next to your close friend as he holds you very close to him, looking directly into his eyes, both of you teary eyed from feeling so cared for by one another, that made you wonder what exactly you were.

you were a fool for mark lee. as was he, for you.

fluff ☁︎

no warnings!

pairings: idol!mark x gn!reader

{12:19pm} ❁

in reality, you were just like any other fan.

you hear your boyfriend!mark walk into your apartment after making a quick trip to the store. you ran and clinged on to him before he could even shut the door behind him. “oh hi” mark giggled, dropping the bag in his hands to wrap his arms around you too. “mark” your voice quivered. “yeah?” mark questioned. “i love you so much” you said with it turning into a whisper. “I love you too.” mark stuttered, a bit flustered at the sudden change in mood. he pulled you tighter to his chest, bringing your head in with his hand on the nape of your neck, and rested his chin on your head. “are you okay?” he asked a bit hesitantly. “mhm” you mumbled into his sweatshirt. “i just cant believe it.” “you cant believe what?” mark instinctively tilted his head attentively. taking your head off his chest, you cup his cheeks and look up at the flustered boy. you started to tear up. “i cant believe this. i just cant believe you’re here right in front of me. i cant believe im looking at you. i cant believe you’re listening to what im saying right now. i cant believe im touching you. i cant believe you’re mine, mark. i cant believe you’re real and that-” before you could say more, mark tilted your chin up to place a kiss on your blabbering lips. “did that feel real?” mark smiled and wiped your tear that finally fell. “i love youuuu” mark said smushing your cheeks together with one hand. “thank you.” you attempted to say with mark still squishing your mouth. “for what?” his eyebrows raise, hand still on your face. “thank you for loving me.”

but you really were just like any other fan, only now when you said i love you, you received the same words in response.

hiii thx for reading!!!

no warnings 🐑 bf!yangyang x gn!reader 🐑 yangx2 drabble

─ ༊*·˚ ✧˳ 12:47am

you were at your boyfriend!yangyang’s apartment and it was getting late. you were planning on heading home soon, until it started pouring rain outside. you couldn’t walk to the bus stop at this rate, it’s not like you brought an umbrella, and yangyang didn’t even own one. so yangyang awkwardly offered that you spend the night at his place.

you were hesitant to take the offer, as the two of you just recently started dating, also considering the fact that yangyang had also just moved into this apartment and all he had to fill the space was a tv placed on the floor, a coffee table, and a couch that folded out into a bed.

“dont worry, ill sleep on the floor of course!” he exclaimed, flustered. “i suppose that could work..” you said shyly, focusing on the way you were rubbing your thumbnail with your index finger. yangyang set up the bed for you and gave you a pair of his basketball shorts and a t shirt. you changed into the loose fitting clothes. standing behind yangyang, you tapped his shoulder as he was putting something in the cupboard. “how do i look?” you giggled as he turned around to face you. “like me. so, cute.” you slapped yangyang’s arm playfully.

it was a little later and you were already lying down on the bed. “goodnight y/n” yangyang said while fluffing his pillow on the ground. “goodnight yangyang.” you say back. the lights were off, but the room was lit enough to see, as the moon and the city lights beamed through the curtain-less windows. you could see yangyang lying on the floor, continuously readjusting his uncomfortable position. you felt bad for him.

“uh yangyang..” “yeah?” yangyang perked his head up to look over to you, he looked like a puppy. you patted the empty space to the right of you, signaling him to come sleep there instead. yangyang nodded and didn’t hesitate to come to you.

you scooted over to make more space for him. neither of you said anything as he lied down, settling next to you, proceeding to take out his phone. you watched from the other side of the bed as he scrolled through his phone, resting it on his chest, holding it in place with the arm of the opposite side of where you laid. the light revealed his face in the dim room. he had such a pretty side profile.

eventually, after not being able to resist, you built up the courage to move closer to him, laying your head on his shoulder, pressing into the crook of his neck, finding a place for your hand in the space there was between his head and where he held his phone. yangyang turned his phone off, the glow leaving his skin. you were so comfortable, drifting off to sleep.

his arm wrapped around your back, keeping you leaned against his chest, using his other hand to trace the uneven line on your head where your hair parted down the middle for the most part. “im so glad i don’t own an umbrella”

thx for reading (requests always open)

markiemelon library

fake texts ⃗ 🍞 ┊ back to nav ⃗ 🥠

shhhh. you’re in the markiemelon library

🫧 everything is fluff and sfw !!!

◌ 127

johnny ┊͙

tall boy

jaehyun ┊͙

home run! miss you already ordinary 8:30pm

mark ┊͙

play something fool 12:19pm cool. eye for an eye

you look good in red you look good in red pt 2 focus

double take

haechan ┊͙

3:13am 11:37pm biscuit boy teddy bear

my everything

◌ DREAM

renjun ┊͙

all along that boy kiss it better

jeno ┊͙

dirty dishes race you there bedtime story pillows

jaemin ┊͙

why’re you hitting yourself chubby bunny breakfast

chenle ┊͙

5:47pm

jisung ┊͙

9:35am tangerine love chewing gum

◌ WAYV

xiaojun ┊͙

mint choco make a wish

yangyang ┊͙

umbrella

◌ WISH

riku ┊͙

snow devil

sion ┊͙

can’t help myself

◌ RIIZE

—nothing here yet! go ahead and request!—

FYI my requests are always open… tell me what you wanna read! i just ask that you keep it sfw. now enjoy yourself some markiemelon~

bf!chenle x reader

[5:47pm] ࿐

“baby!!! awww i missed you so much!!!” you gasped, running in for a hug.

“i missed you too!!!” chenle held his arms out, waiting for you to run into his embrace…until he was pushed aside, budged by your shoulder as you ran right passed him.

“daegal!!! you cutie!!! did you miss me???” you smothered daegal in kisses, holding her up to your face.

chenle stood there and watched, feeling defeated.

Hiii could i request bf jungkook that won’t stop squeezing and slapping his gf’s butt 🤧

pairing: dom!jk x fem!reader

genre: drabble, unedited

word count: 1k

warnings: fluff if you hate fluff, touch love language, kissing, teasing

note: you sure can 🥰 thanks for reading and enjoy! Ily -dubu♡

You opened the washing machine door tossing its contents into the already opened dryer, celebrating the almost ending of another tedious chore.

Jungkook is currently at the gym training, having left before you could peel your eyes open in the early hours of the morning. He kissed your forehead and fed Bam on his way out of your shared living space, trying his best to sneak around silently.

You promised to clean the apartment today while he was away, throwing on your best insignificant clothing, Jungkook’s tank top and whatever panties you grabbed first after your shower.

You conquered your en-suite bathroom first, picking up your boyfriends discarded clothing that he swore to pick up 2 days ago. You gave him grace regarding his interminable schedule and relentless lifestyle, he still makes time for you without hesitation.

Now after 2 hours of cleaning and 4 loads of laundry, your body gives in to the aching in your knees and the couch is suddenly at your leisure. You rocked yourself slowly, lulling off into a forgotten daydream, when you hear soft humming outside your front door. The sound of the keypad pin being put in followed by quiet shuffling.

“Kookie!” You excitedly roll off the couch, waddling over to your waiting boyfriend. “Hi, my beautiful girl,” Jungkook dropped his gym bag, wrapping his arms around your shorter frame. You leaned into his touch squeezing him in a burst of affection.

His hands snaked their way down your body, stopped over the swell of your ass and squeezing. You yelped in surprise smiling at your handsy partner.

“How was it?” You asked pulling away from Jungkook and walking towards the kitchen. You expect to hear his large footsteps trialing closely behind, but you hear nothing. You turn around in confusion, questioning his hunger status, knowing he’s hungry.

Jungkook is still looking at you, his bottom lip wedged in a lip bite so strong a metallic taste invaded his mouth. He shook his head flustered and smiling, walking towards you and grabbing your hand to guide you into the kitchen.

He let you walk in front of him, slapping your behind when the chance finally presented itself. That’s what this is about, you thought to yourself, his strange behavior gradually making sense. You turn around backing into the counter closest to you, putting your hands over your face shyly. He chuckled walking over to you.

“I’m hungry,” he said casually, leaning his head forward against yours as your back pushed further into the counter behind you.

“I know, babe.” You said innocently, closing your eyes and leaning into his touch, the warmth of his forehead sending shockwaves of heat through you.

“No, you don’t y/n.” Jungkook said grabbing your hips and raising you onto the countertop. You yelled his name in surprise, gripping his shoulders to save you from your imminent demise. He chuckled running his hands down your hips and reaching around to rest his hands on your ass.

“You’ve worked so hard today,” he spoke sweetly, easily swaying your already accommodating mind. Running one of his hands up to rub circles on the small of your back, “Can I give you a massage, princess?”

Your heartbeat begins to race and you nod in acceptance, reaching forward and kissing Jungkook softly. He gladly reciprocates, pulling you closer to his body, squeezing your ass rather harshly. You softly whimper into his mouth, running your hand down the back of his neck. He breaks away from the kiss to drag his lips down your neck, leaving a prominent bruise behind.

“Upstairs —“ you whisper fervidly, wrapping your legs around his waist. Your chest begins to rise rapidly and fall heavily. Jungkook happily complied, crossing the distance to your room swiftly.

He walked you over to your bed setting you down gently in the middle. He took off his thin t-shirt, leaving his shorts to rest dangerously low on his hips. You couldn’t pry your eyes away from his body.

“Lay down on your tummy, beautiful.” he says tilting his head to the side, the vague hint of a smirk on his pierced lips.

You did as you were told, taking deep breathes as you sank into the soft mattress. You decided to close your eyes, wanting to relish in the feeling of his strong hands releasing the stress from your body.

You hear shuffling and then feel a dip in the bed beside you, your shirt unexpectedly being lifted. Goosebumps coated your skin, the air becoming uncomfortably thick.

“Just relax and listen to my voice,” Jungkook moved closer to you, placing a leg on each side of you, straddling your body. He began humming a calming melody, hands working under your shirt like an experienced masseuse. Thumbs running in small circular motions, laying waste of any knots in your back.

You felt his hands move lower down your rear side, his breath hitching mid song. You gently urged him to move ahead, your airy voice coming out in a sultry whisper.

He rested his hands on your ass and started kneading readily, lightly grasping large handfuls. You heaved a sigh of relief, arching into his touch. His hands moved like an artist working across a canvas, relieving aches in your lower back.

“Let me take these off, baby,” he toyed with the hem of your panties, running his finger along the top and letting it slap down on your backside. Not waiting for your answer and sliding them over your thighs until he got them in his hand. Sniffing them and sneakily placing them in his pocket.

He lowered himself down, listening for your breathing pattern as he kissed slowly down your back. Descending down your body gradually, he paid extra attention to your ass, licking and sucking mouth fulls of the soft flesh. Growling and groaning at the soft moans you were letting loose.

“Fuck — you smell so good,” he inhaled deeply, a straggled moan coming from your lips as his nose poked at your entrance. He spread your cheeks apart, readily licking up your slit, not wasting anymore time on excruciating foreplay.

Plastic off the sofa // kth

I like it, baby

pairing: dom!kth x fem!reader

genre: smut, drabble, ftl, unedited

word count: 1.7k (Prologue)<—coming soon

warnings: spit, unsafe sẽx, choking, anal play (fingers), oral 4f, downward dog, deep voice shenanigans, pet names, intimate love ig🥹

Note: spare me it’s thursday and I’m reeling !! Hope you enjoy🕴🏾 -dubu♡

A faint blush resonated on your cheeks in the car, every passing street making the butterflies flutter away in your tummy.

Taehyung gripped the steering wheel firmly, eyes concentrating on the road in front of him. A small smile lingered on his lips upon entering the vehicle. His recent brazen behavior echoing through his mind.

You glanced at him secretly trying not to make a sound, yet like he can read your thoughts he looked over at you unexpectedly.

“Something on your mind, pretty?” He turned back to the road, his attention still focused on your dilatory response.

“Mmhm.” You said shyly, titling your head to cutely punctuate your playful words. He turned down a familiar street his apartment building coming into sight.

“And what would that be, y/n?” He said huskily, glancing over at you with a smirk plastered on his slightly swollen lips.

“You.” He pulled into his parking garage and turned off the engine, taking his seatbelt off swiftly to shift in his seat and kiss you. Reaching over the console was uncomfortable but your lips soothed any thought of pain in his body.

He pulled away from the intense kiss letting you catch your breath, “ready?” He questioned breathlessly. You nodded biting your lip unconsciously.

He walked around the car to let you out, locking the door as you walked hand in hand to the elevator. Once inside the apartment, his demeanor changed completely. He walked over to the large sofa leaning against the side of it coolly.

“Come here, baby.” As if your feet were uprooted from the ground you crossed the space between you. His hands instinctively wrapping around your waist as he pulled you in. He stared down at you entranced by your beauty, leaning down and placing a soft kiss on your lips.

“Listen closely, okay?” He began seriously, “I don’t want to hurt you, so you have to tell me when you’re uncomfortable.” He searched your face for any trace of fear or worry, but he was met with a sultry half-smile.

“I want you to use me, Taehyung.” You watched his eyes darken in delight, a huff being pushed through his pink lips from a small chuckle. He ran a hand down the back of your neck, gripping and pulling your head back. Squeezing your lips open and spitting in your mouth without warning. Your cheeks warmed up at his actions, but you swallowed submissively, your pussy getting wetter by the second.

“My pleasure, angel.” His lips found your neck in a frenzy, being met with a small hiss as he soothed over your love marks with his tongue.

“All mine,” he muttered against your neck, sending a vibration down your already sensitive skin. You feel his hands snake their way down your waist, tugging at the zipper on the side of your skirt. He ran a finger down your thigh, running his hand under your skirt to feel your dewy skin.

He placed his hands on the hem of your skirt yanking it down your legs and letting it hit the floor. “Turn around,” he said gingerly running his lips along your lower jawline making your eyes close in bliss. “Need to make you feel good.”

His eyes pour into yours as he runs his hands along your curves, savoring the feel of your body. He halted his movements over your clothed chest. Removing your shirt and massaging your tits until they were aching for more. He carefully spun you around, removing himself from the sofa. Letting you face away from him and bend over the arm.

He sunk to the floor letting his knees make contact with the plush rug that stretched luxuriously throughout his living room. He placed a hand on your backside and spread your legs slightly. Craning forward and placing a kiss on your ass cheek. Without warning you felt his nose nudge against your pussy, your arousal slipping down your leg.

“Please,” you murmur, knees buckling when Taehyung articulately licked a strip down your swollen cunt. He inhaled your scent lustfully, groaning in elation.

“Such a pretty pussy, baby” he ran his middle and ring finger down your slit collecting the juice like a sweet nectar was at his disposal. He placed his fingers on his tongue moaning at the taste, a shiver creeping down your spine.

He rose from his position on the floor, crouching slightly as 2 of his fingers rested over your cunt. He sank his fingers inside you, watching as you arched into his touch.

“Shit —” he cursed, slowly pulling out and setting a steady pace, learning your body and its reactions. “Taking my fingers like a good little slut. What happened to my Angel hmm?”

You whimpered at his words, fucking yourself steadily on his nimble fingers, earning a chuckle from him that almost sounded like a deep rumble escaping his chest. You clenched around his fingers tightly, rutting backwards letting out a pitiful whine.

He massaged your clit with the palm of his hand as his fingers press knuckle deep inside you. He moved his thumb to rest over your asshole, not halting his movements.

“Can I?” He asks putting slightly pressure where his thumb is. You nod sheepishly, cheeks warm and flushed as his fingers violate you.

“Good girl” he groans, pressing his thumb into your hole, his breath catching in his throat at the feeling. Desperate moans fall from your lips as he increases his speed.

“Taehyung,” you whimper softly, brain turning to mush. He hummed with faux empathy, leaning down to kiss and lick at your hot exposed skin.

“I’m so close,” you stutter weakly, chest heaving to catch a breath. He finger fucked you relentlessly smiling at the way your body reacted to his touch.

“Gonna cum for me, pretty?” He taunted sexily, groaning when you clenched around his fingers in response, your mess coating your legs and his unforgiving hand. He pulled you closer to your orgasm, the knot in your stomach unraveling intensely. With a cry of his name your hips bucked as you arched back slightly, shaking. He slipped his fingers from your cunt, rubbing your overstimulated clit as you cum all over his hand.

“So good for me, beautiful.” He stood up quickly, moving you over to the spacious sofa, letting you rest your weight on him as he sat you down. He stood in front of you swiftly removing his shirt and losing his pants in the same motion. You stare at his body in awe, finally getting to take in the man you now call lover.

“Lay on your back for me,” he leaned down planting a kiss on your pouty lips. You nodded against his lips, moaning into the kiss when his hand unexpectedly met your neck, squeezing firmly.

You broke apart and obediently followed his orders, shivering when your bare skin made contact with the chilly fabric. You heard rustling behind you and assumed Taehyung was discarding his boxers. A lustful creature snuck into your body as you felt your pussy leak onto the cushion, muttering soft moans as you writhed desperately.

Taehyung watched you amazement, the tip of his cock aggressively leaking down his shaft. He was uncomfortably hard, veins prominent around his shaft.

He climbed over you, hovering with one arm down to steady himself and the other hand lazily stroking his cock. You huffed in frustration shaking your ass slightly to encourage Taehyung to hurry. He grabbed a nearby pillow and gently placed it under your lower stomach, increasing the angle of your hips.

“Patience, princess” he groaned out huskily, fisting his girthy cock firmly. He lowered himself and ran his tip through your folds, collecting your wetness while relishing in the raunchy squelching noises.

“Need you hyungie, please” you begged mercilessly, craning back for more friction against his length. He sunk into you slowly, moaning at the warmth of your wet cunt. You whined at the pleasurable stretch gripping the edge of the sofa tightly as you took him completely in. He let you adjust to his size before he started kissing down your back, retracting his hips before hurriedly going back inside you.

He ground his hips against your ass, pinning your hands beside your body. He took his time fucking you passionately into the soft cushions. He moaned your name deeply, complimenting your body in endearing ways.

“You take my dick so good,” he cooed sweetly, looking down to watch your bodies connect in a sticky mess. His movements speeding up steadily as he found your sweet spot. You yelled his name in pleasure, tears brimming your eyes as he aggressively fucked into you repeatedly.

“Fuck —“ you barely whimpered out, face flush against the cushions. Your chest heaving, nipples sensitive as they rub on the soft fabric. You felt the knot in your stomach tightening again, your eyes stinging with tears.

“Your pussy is so pretty when you clench around me,” his hips rhythmically stutter downward, his balls slapping against your exposed skin. The filthy sound of moans and heavy breathing filled the living room.

“Hyungie, can I cum for you please?” You cried out pushing back to meet his hips with every thrust.

“Yeah?” He crooned hotly, “you wanna cum for me, slut?” He pressed more of his weight down on you, leaning down to approve of your dire question.

You felt your stomach tightening upon your release, sparks flying through your body as he fucked you through your orgasm, slowing down his thrusts. You felt his cock twitch inside you, causing you to clench around him. He shuttered at the feeling, sloppily fucking you before he released ribbons of warm cum inside you.

He slipped his cock out of you, turning you over and sliding in the space next to you. You rested your head on his chest listening to his heartbeat as you both came down from your everlasting high. He kissed your forehead attentively.

“Was I too rough, angel?” Taehyung asked worriedly, running his hand down your shoulder to your arm until his hand reached yours, grabbing it tightly.

You smiled up at him softly, eyes filled with unadulterated love. You squeeze his hand in response, rubbing small hearts on his chest with your other hand. Bodies entangled on the sofa with silent admiration closing the minimal space.

can i request fwb!jk who is obsessed w oc's tits and basically worships them?

Bite me - Enhypen ♪

pairing: fwb!jk x fem!reader

genre: smut, drabble, unedited

word count: 1.1k

warnings: titty worship, dirty mouth jk, titty fucking, spit, pet names, fwb!jk x fem!reader

note: a christmas gift from me to y’all<3 thanks for requesting I hope you enjoy! sorry if it’s not to your liking. -dubu☆

“Are you going to actually watch the movie?” You questioned him smugly. Jungkook looked over at you, a puzzled look present on his face.

“Or are you going to stare at my chest all night, hmm?” The half smirk on your face stretching into a full blown smile. His cheeks went red but regret was not seen on his soft features.

“Sorry…that top looks really good on you,” he ran a hand through his hair, his eyes flickering between you and your shirt.

You shifted on the couch to face him, propping up on your knees for a better angle. You leaned forward putting your finger under his chin, meeting his lust filled gaze.

“My eyes are up here, Kookie.” You moved your hand, reaching under your shirt to skillfully remove your bra. Your eyes never leaving Jungkook’s. You felt the clasp release itself and you tugged slightly, letting it drop to the couch.

He quirked a brow at you, a silent challenge flowing in the space that surrounds you. The TV blared mindlessly beside you as the long forgotten movie came to its climax.

“Can you stop teasing me already, babe?” His eyes fell to your chest, cock twitching in his shorts at the the sight of your nipples peaking through your shirt.

You watched him shift in his seat, titling your head to the side seductively. You gave him a knowing look, urging him to make a move.

“Babe?” You asked cutely, “When did I become your babe, Koo?”

“When you let me cum inside you last night.” He stated nonchalantly, reaching forward to run his hand up the expanse of your tummy. You felt your cheeks warming at his words, placing your hand over his.

“Whatever,” you said embarrassed, guiding his hand under your shirt until it rested on the swell of your left breast. They were still sore from last night, the ghost of Jungkook’s skilled hands lingered on your skin.

“Shit —“ he groaned, moving closer to you on the couch. He leaned forward capturing your lips in a kiss, greedily exploring your mouth with his tongue. You felt your pussy growing wetter as he deepened the kiss.

You pulled apart to catch your breath, chests heaving heavily. Jungkook removed himself from his spot, suddenly getting on his knees in front of you. He placed his warm hands on your waist, guiding you to face him at the edge of the couch. “Needy Kookie,” you mutter, biting your lip and swiftly discarding your shirt.

“So fucking sexy,” he runs his hand up your hips, caressing your soft figure before he begins massaging the supple skin. A symphony of weak whimpers escaping your swollen lips.

His fingers dug into your flesh firmly, hands moulding with your skin in an obsessive attempt at claiming his place. He leaned in attaching his lips to your right nipple, making you squirm in your seat, legs spreading painfully wide. He laved his tongue over your sensitive nipple, brushing his fingers gently over the other to show you extra attention. The lewd sounds of your pretty moans filled the living room, hips bucking towards him.

“Sound so pretty when you moan for me, baby.” He grazed his teeth along your nipple, licking feverishly around your areola.

“Jungkook,” you whined his name pathetically, pussy clenching around nothing at the feeling of his hot mouth on your body.

“Hmm?” He hummed around your sensitive bud, removing himself with a pop and switching to the other breast. You ran your hand through his locks, gripping them when he left a particularly rough love mark behind. He placed a lingering kiss over the forming bruise.

“I could have you in my mouth all day,” he said huskily chin glistening with spit, “such perfect tits,” he moaned kissing them one by one, holding them up in his hands like prized possessions.

You grabbed the back of his head, pulling him towards your neck, needing to feel his lips all over you. He quickly got the hint, taking his time to leave soft kisses along your cheeks and down your neck until he met his sweet spot again. Pulling your titty into his mouth and hungrily lapping at the flesh, your jaw went slack at the overstimulating feeling. A wet spot forming on your panties as you lock eyes with Jungkook. His cock strained against his shorts uncomfortably, pre-cum ceaselessly leaking from the angry tip.

“Need to Titty fuck you, doll face.” He says breathlessly, his brown eyes blown wide with lust. You swallow a whimper submissively, pussy throbbing at his vulgar words.

He rises from his position on the floor, his strong legs wobbly after kneeling for so long. You impatiently remove his shorts, licking your lips at the sight of his hard girth standing at attention mere inches from your lips. You fight the urge to take him in your mouth, letting him move your hair out of your face attentively.

He positioned himself in front of you, letting you place your tits on either side of his cock, forming a warm barrier around it. You began slowly moving them up and down, spitting on his cock to lubricate the surface earning a guttural groan from Jungkook. You could tell he was already close, knowing your foreplay was the key to his neediness. His hips bucked upwards uncontrollably, placing his larger hands around yours to speed up your movements. “Fuck yes,” he whimpered needily. “Squeeze my cock with your tits, bunny.”

You removed your hands letting him take control of the moment, running a hand down under his cock until you reached his balls. Massaging them carefully, urging him to met his orgasm. You loved making him feel good, the delicious noises he emitted only aroused you more.

“Holy — fuck” he moaned hotly, hands moving at a feral pace as he relished in the feeling of your soft mounds around his cock. You noticed his hips stutter, a harmonic call of your name continuously falling from his lips. Spurts of his cum shot out without warning, the white strands landing haphazardly on your breasts. Jungkook slowed his actions, chest still heaving after his climax.

“Better?” You asked playfully, running your fingers through the cum on your tits collecting it to taste. He watched you in amazement, a lascivious twinkle apparent in his eyes.

“Your turn, y/n.”

Virgo’s Groove // knj (preview)

pairing: dom!namjoon x fem!reader

genre: hard smut, drabble

warnings: you’ll see when it comes out 🕴🏾

note: I miss my man so last post of the year! Thank you all so much for supporting me and my writing I pray you have an abundant and peaceful new year! anyways enjoy lovelies. -dubu♡

You turned over in your bed annoyed that you were spending this Sunday night alone. You let out a frustrated huff, slapping your weighted comforter like it was the reason for your conundrum. You missed your fiancé.

Namjoon was out with his friends for a boy’s night and you were lonely to say the least. You tried doing skincare, watching a movie, and maybe even masturbating once or twice.

Nothing satisfied you, you threw your toy back in the drawer, thinking of what Joonie could be doing to you. His fingers trailing down your body, his pillow soft lips kissing your weakest spots, and the way he’d whisper the nastiest words in your ear.

Ugh, I’m gonna text him. You thought out loud, grabbing your phone from his side of the bed. You turned over to lay on your stomach, tapping his icon in your messages.

I miss you Joonie. Your heart palpitated at your first attempt of persuasion, following your message with a handful of hearts. The bubble message popping up immediately showing he was typing.

What’s wrong baby? He sat his drink on the bar, tapping his ring covered finger to the rhythm of the blues song playing in the background. His friends were laughing loudly, clearly inebriated in the laid-back space.

You placed the phone in front of you, snapping a close range selfie that intentionally showed your low cut top in frame. Just need you home Daddy, you captioned the photo sending it quickly. You needed to get him home, the feeling between your legs wasn’t going to dissipate.

His eyes widened slightly at your message, smirking at his phone in delight. He looked over his shoulder at a table near the window, eyeing his group of buzzing degenerates. His phone began to vibrate in his hand, your face and name covering his screen.

“Princess?” He answered deeply, clearing his throat of the desperation that lingered in the shadows.

“Baby come over…” you whined charmingly, laying your head on the cold comforter. Listening to his breathing through the phone you patiently waited for an answer, smiling when you heard shuffling and the distance sound of goodbyes.

“On my way.”

Valentine // knj

I blinked and suddenly I had a valentine…♪

pairing: dom!rm x f!reader

genre: sfw, fluff, drabble

word count: 0.7k

warnings: fluff if you hate fluff

note: Have a lovely Valentine’s Day darlings ໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱ྀི১ -dubu♡

“Y/N,” you stirred slowly in your bed, turning over to fall back into deep rem. “Baby, wake up.” You felt two large hands grip your hips, softly urging you to roll over onto your back. You groaned into your pillow, begrudgingly moving to face the culprit.

“Hmmm,” you hummed rubbing your eyes aggressively, letting them adjust to the streams of sunlight penetrating your shared bedroom.

“Surprise!!” A beaming Namjoon said happily. He stood beside you holding a tray of assorted fruit and a coffee, surprisingly making it to your room without spilling anything.

You noticed the pink heart shaped balloon tied to the handle of the brown serving tray. Giggling as you finally found yourself fully conscious. You lifted your arms from under your weighted comforter, stretching them wildly before reaching towards your lover.

Namjoon sat the tray on your bedside table, sitting comfortably next to your waiting frame. You sat up giddily wrapping your arms around him in a tight hug. He reciprocated contently squeezing your body against his. He pulled away attacking your face with a bundle of feather-light kisses.

“Happy Valentine’s Day,” you muttered your voice still groggy with sleep.

“And happy anniversary my love,” he said warmly. You smiled at the not so distant memory of Namjoon asking to be your boyfriend last year. An easy yes for any sane suitor of such a golden man.

“So lame,” you teased poking his dimples. He feigned hurt placing a hand over his chest in shock. Pinning you to the bed suddenly, he smiled as you let out a huff.

“But you love it,” he said leaning down to plant a trail of kissing down your neck. You relished in the feeling of his lips, sighing when he left a lingering kiss on your collarbone.

“Hey, at least let me have breakfast first” you whined, trying to wiggle your way from under your boyfriend. He laughed at your foiled attempts to escape before letting you go.

“I’ll go wash up,” you said grabbing a strawberry from a plate on the tray. Turning to Namjoon and feeding him one. He pressed a kiss to the palm of your hand, exiting the room swiftly.

Your feet padded softly on the carpet as you walked into your bathroom. Not expecting to see a gift basket of new toiletries waiting for you atop the counter. You squealed seeing the cutely decorated items.

You felt beyond lucky to have someone as thoughtful as Joon. He regularly made you feel special in ways that once felt unattainable. You began brushing your teeth, humming the lyrics to whatever came to mind.

The thought of Namjoon sneaking around to prepare little things for you sending a love surge through your body. I’ve rejected affection for years and years, you sang in your head. Pushing away the sporadic thoughts of resentment for past relationship mistakes.

The thoughts rarely crossed your mind anymore. Namjoon is the last one you’ll ever kiss, and truly love deeply. You washed your face gently, before hanging the towel on its respective rack. Having the privilege of learning and growing together has changed your life for the better.

You make your way down the long hallway, seeing the light of the kitchen shine in the corridor. As you crossed over into the kitchen you found Namjoon leaning against the counter. A wrapped bouquet of wildflowers sat graciously in his hand. Your eyes widened at the sentiment, rushing over to embrace him.

He quickly moved the flowers to the counter, fearing they’d get squished between you. After a string of I love you’s and a never ending hug, you began to gush about your other gift. Thanking him for the small details he always remembers. He tilted his head curiously, smiling down at you. “What?” You asked confused, wiping at your cheek as if something were there.

“Nothing, you’re just beautiful.” He confessed admirably, grabbing your hand from your cheek and placing another kiss to your palm. You felt your heartbeat racing, wondering how you got caught in a romance with him somehow. He looked so pretty all you could do was blush.

“I love you,” he mumbled against your lips, sending a shock through your bones. The thought of losing him causing a pain in your chest. You pulled away to catch your breath, running a hand along his shaved head.

“Now, we have dinner tonight at 8.” He said running to the living room. You jogged behind him excitedly, trying to meet his long strides.

“So don’t forget to wear this,” he beamed proudly, handing you a heart covered gift bag containing a dress.

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

Where’s The Bed?

Type: Fluff, Couple Au, Drabble, a little angst just a lil

Requested by @nuestro-heaventeen (I tried my best I hope you like it! <3)

{Y/N and Wonwoo move in together}

 You grabbed the last box from the movers truck as Wonwoo paid the movers. You and Wonwoo had been dating 3 years and after a painstakingly long time, he finally agreed. He rejected your offer a year and a half ago to move into your apartment, one because he was gone all the time and there wouldn’t be much use in moving in if he wasn’t there, two because he had grown quite comfortable living with the boys and he thought it’d be a hassle to move his “perfect” gaming setup he had created with Seungcheol.

 After his last promotion, he was the one to bring it up in conversation.

“Would you want to move in with me babe?” he said nonchalantly. 

 You nearly cursed him out for asking such a stupid question. Of freaking course, you wanted to move in with him! This resulted in him trying to cuddle and you playfully refusing but ultimately giving in to his oh so cringy aegyo.

 Now here you two are in a forest of boxes, both utterly confused as to where to start. You both decided to get an apartment together instead of moving into your very small loft. Mainly due to the fact that Wonwoo’s PC system took up too much room and he couldn’t live without it although he was cutting down on gaming.

 You guys unpacked a lot of the boxes that night after the movers left, pushing the rest into what was supposed to become your office space. You ordered some pizza and opted for sleeping on the new couch, not wanting to try and build a bed at 11pm.

 The next morning you woke up to the sound of Wonwoo attempting to cook an omelette, you admit it didn’t seem bad but it looked like scrambled eggs as you looked over his shoulder. You snaked your arms lazily around his waist, he turned to try and kiss you but you quickly stopped that advance.

“I haven’t brushed my teeth baby”

“I don’t care your too cute to not kiss right now.” 

“But you see my lil wonton I care..” you said as you removed yourself to brush your teeth.

 After breakfast, you guys went back to unboxing your belongings. Wonwoo spending an alarming amount of time trying to assemble a comfortable gaming setup, even though you told him many times to do it later. 

 You guys had unpacked all the boxes and there was one very big thing missing from your bedroom. You went up to Wonwoo, who was now sitting in his gaming chair, with a very sarcastic smile.

“Baby where’s the bed?!” you said through your teeth.

“Oh that... Oh yeah, I umm sold it to get money for the new couch,” he said the last part in a fast whisper.

“JEON WONWOO YOU DID WHAT???!!! If you told me you couldn’t pay for it, I-”

“It’s not that I couldn’t pay for it, I just got my paycheck, of course, I could afford it. I just thought that because you always complained that your bed is too small and it always creaked, I could get you and me a comfortable king-sized bed...”

“What??”

“Yeah, y,know I’m pretty well off because of seventeen honey haha.”

*Ding Dong*

“Ahh see that must be the bed people.”

 Wonwoo opened the door. Three people came in with a bed that could barely fit your doorway, they assembled everything and even put some free bedsheets on. You felt kind of terrible for freaking out a bit. 

 He paid them and came back to you face down on the bed like a starfish.

“Comfortable?”

“Yes” you said but it was a bit muffled through the pillows.

 He pushed you to the side so he could slip under you and then laid you back on top of him so that you were now smooshed together. You quickly adjusted yourself so that you were laying side by side looking at each other. You looked up at him with puppy eyes and said,

“I’m sorry...”

“It’s ok baby, I should’ve told you, instead of making you freak out.”

“No, I should’ve listened to you before being dramatic”

 He pulled you closer as you buried your face in his chest.

“You're cute when your mad y,know that?”

“Ugh so lame, I love you though Jeon Wonwoo.” you chuckled.’

 He peppered your face with kisses and you guys relaxed into each other's arms. You wished you could stay like this forever but you were soon interrupted by the doorbell and banging.

“Yaa Wonwoo open up, you took my monitor you snake!! You guys better not be doing the frick frack!!” You guys laughed as Seungcheol yelled through the door.

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Hi can I request a Seungcheol fluff where you guys go into a haunted house??

Type: fluff, drabble

{y/n and Seungcheol go through a haunted house}

a/n; I wrote this through my eyes, and I’m a very tough looking and acting person, I’m not scared of the dark or anything, but when things pop out and jump scare me I turn into a baby so yeah it’s through those eyes I hope that’s ok

I’m scared

It was your favorite time of the year…

HALLOWEEN!!

During this time, you and Seungcheol did all the normal October festivities. Pumpkin carving, decorating the apartment, and so on.

The one thing you guys never did was go into a haunted house. The both of you weren’t exactly scared of the costumes or the gore, more so the jumping out factor. Of course in previous years, you would both try and act tough and urge the other to go in and even make fun of each other for ”chickening out”, but deep down you both knew that you were too scared to even step a foot in.

This year was different though, both of you had made a promise last year that you would try to get through at least one haunted house this Halloween. You guys were not about to break that promise and take the punishment of eating a dried ghost pepper chip.

So here you guys stood hand in hand, Seungcheol in his spider-man costume and you in your witch ensemble, in front of the local high school haunted house.

”come on y/n, it can’t be that bad. See look 1st graders are coming out of that thing.” Seungcheol said forcing a brave chuckle.

”y-yeah, it can’t be that bad. B-but I’m scared..”

“I’ll be right here babe, it’s ok it’s just a child’s haunted house.”

The nerves had wrecked your brain so much that you hadn’t even noticed that you guys were next in the queue. Seungcheol gave your tickets to a girl dressed as Pikachu, how ironic seeing a cute character as soon as you were gonna walk into straight up nightmare fuel. Barely a minute later and you guys hear an oh so creepy but oh so funny voice of a student dressed as a grim reaper call ”follow me to a world of hellish nightmares…

You clung onto your boyfriend’s arm so tights you were sure there would be nail marks left behind.

” it’s just a hallway” you kept telling yourself.

The grim reaper led you guys a little further down the hall and you followed him past black party streamers hanging from the ceiling. As soon as the reaper had appeared, he vanished. Then you felt a pair of hands on your shoulder, you screamed so loud the people outside must’ve been sure the haunted house was terrifying.

You held onto Seungcheol even tighter if that was even possible. He took this as a sign to walk faster. As you guys basically speed walked through the hallway which seemed a lot longer than most, you shut your eyes so tight you began getting a headache. All you could do was listen and follow your boyfriend when he screamed you screamed and at some point, you guys just began hugging.

He soon stopped walking, “baby open your eyes, it’s over”

You hesitantly opened your eyes. You sighed deeply and hugged Seungcheol so tight once again.

“Baby, can we go home now? I know we haven’t gotten candy or anything but I’m mentally checked out, I just wanna cuddle and watch non-scary movies” you said as you guys walked to the car.

“Of course baby, honestly I would’ve said it if you didn’t” he pecked your lips before speeding off.

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I Like You

Type: fluff, couple au

{” I love you”’s with Hansol were few and far between}

 You and Hansol had just celebrated your one-year dating anniversary a few weeks ago. It wasn’t anything big, he made you dinner, bought you a necklace, and you guys spent the night in bed rewatching episodes of Adventure Time.

  You were happy and content with your anniversary surprise. Hansol wasn’t one for big romantic gestures, even “I love you”’s were few and far between. But you didn’t mind, you much preferred the little ways he would say “I love you”. Like kissing you before work even if you were still asleep, purposefully buying hoodies for you to steal and wear, and putting on his very upbeat music in the kitchen and snaking his arm around your waist, back hugging you, and swaying you gently as if it were a slow song. 

 Right now, you guys were cuddled up on the couch. You were between Hansol’s legs your head resting in his chest and a big blanket covering you both as you silently scrolled through your phones. Occasionally saying “look” too stupid memes and chuckling. This was comfortable for you, although it was silent, it was comfortable you didn’t feel awkward. Being in the presence of each other was enough for you guys.

 You came across a text post of guys sending there s/o’s “I love you” messages. You looked up at your handsome boyfriend and told him to look. “Cute!” you said as you continued scrolling

 He chuckled and put down his phone, replacing it with your free hand. He began kissing the back of your hand with little pecks. You thought nothing of it as you pulled your intertwined hands to your lips to give a quick peck just as he did.

“You know I do love you, right y/n? I know I don’t say it much, I just think those words should be reserved for special days. I don’t want to say it constantly and then those words become empty-”

“I know baby, I understand,” you said as you put your phone down and looked up at him.

“Hansol what if instead of “I love you”, every time you feel like you should say something sweet but don’t want to use those strong words you can just say “I like you” hmm? You know “I like you”’s although lesser than “I love you” still makes my heart flutter like a teenager honey.”

“I think I'd like that... and  in that case y/n y/l/n I like you very very much.”

“I like you very much to Hansol Vernon Chwe,” you said as you kissed your darling boyfriend, and placed a hand on his cheek deepening the kiss. Chuckling and intertwining your hands and again continuing to silently scroll.

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Would you maybe be willing to do a cute male!reader x minghao ??? Or even just something gender neutral??? I just want something like super fluffy??? Like??? Hand holding and cuddling and just really nice intimate lovey stuff maybe??? PLEASE AND THANKS BUT I UNDERSTAND IF YOU CANT GOD BLESS

a/n: I tend to try and stay neutral with my works, but wth it’s pride baby 😎 🌈, me and my bisexual ass would love to write a fluffy drabble. I’m female but I tried my best to gear this to more masculine ppl, I hope you enjoy!

Type: fluff, drabble, male!readerXminghao

{newly publicized relationship and a bakery trip}

Hold My Hand Tightly

You and Minghao had been dating for nearing 2 years and last night you guys made a big decision. You guys went public!

He uploaded a 2 photos of you guys holding hands and a video of him giving you a peck on the nose with the caption “I like boys. I mean, I like one boy and this is that boy”.

He was very excited and happy, you on the other hand were quite nervous waiting for the response. You hadn’t dared to look at social media since he uploaded. All day your mind was plagued with the thought of fans hating you. Hao told you not to worry and joked that carats had stuff to do in their own lives to worry about.

You picked up your phone and checked for the first time in nearly 24 hours how the post was doing. There was an overwhelming amount of likes. You scrolled through the comments your stomach churning at the ones that said “oh your gay?” but your stomach fluttered at the all the comments that drowned out the negativity, such as “aww so cute” and the occasional “My fanfic is canon!!” Or “I knew it... I just thought would be my ship, love you though!”

As you set your phone down, feeling better after checking, Hao grabbed his coat to go out.

“Where are you going?”

“You mean “where are WE going?. C’mon I just announced that we’re in a relationship, we should celebrate a bit!”

You groaned, not yet sure if you wanted to go out today. But before you could argue Hao had pulled you up and pushed you towards the front door. Hesitantly you put your jacket and shoes on. As you stepped outside you felt the wind chill you through your coat. You heard Hao lock the door and his hands intertwine with yours.

“Ugh I can’t believe I can finally, confidently hold hands with my love.” He said as you guys walked out the building.

You guys got to a near by bakery, known for there chocolate “love” cakes. Hao told you to go find a seat while he ordered, you chose one in the very back of the cafe in the most hidden corner. He came back with a number and two vanilla milkshakes.

“One for you and one for me” he said as he placed a shake in front of you and a number at the edge of the table. He held your hand as he sat across from you. Not a few seconds later and a waiter came with your cake. Without realizing you quickly let go of Hao’s hand. He looked at you with a confused face, which for a second turned into a smile as he thanked the waiter.

“Why did you do that?”

“What do you mean?”

“You let go of my hand honey”

“Oh I guess I got used to trying to cover up “us” haha sorry” you said as you once again held his hand.

“We don’t have to hide “us” anymore babe, if you ever feel like your uncomfortable just hold my hand tightly... and I’ll know ok?”

“Ok.. thank you for that little thing baby”

“Of course my love. Now before we dig in, let me take a picture of you holding it for the gram”

“Ugh” you groaned giving in and holding the cake up to your face giving a half annoyed smile.

“Say “I love Hao and carats””

“I love only carats!” You said.

“Ya!” He groaned.

{i tried my best! I hope you like it!}

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P*rn Accident

Author’s Note: I’m not very happy with this short story, but I’ve decided to upload it anyway so it doesn’t rot in my drafts.

Type: Fluff, College AU, Crush!MingyuXReader

{The last day of vacation was supposed to be the best! If only you hadn’t clicked your brothers' stupid text}

pt 1~pt 2~ Epilogue

 At the moment nothing could ruin this, nothing seems to fade quickly.

 You had saved 50% of your paycheck and lived frugally for this moment. You dreamed about this the day it was announced at the end of your 1st year. The English Departments annual trip to Hawaii!

 Most of the people that usually went were either rich kids with money to spare, actual Engish Majors, or people like you. You minored in English and in all honesty you spoke almost fluently probably due to you being a foreigner. You are now a senior who unfortunately isn’t rich so for the past 4 years you had dreamed of this trip. Even more, so that your crush Mingyu was going on the trip.

 He also minored in English and you two were paired for a few projects over the years. He majored in music and was part of the arts and photography club, the only reason you knew what you knew about him was because of those “few projects”, he often invited you over to his flat to study and research. If you were being honest you didn’t really like him at first, but damn that puppy smile and the way his eyes looked while he studied won you over.

 This brings us back to now, it is the last day of the 2-week trip and a luau performance had just finished. Everyone had been finished eating for a while and now people were just casually talking and sharing the best parts of the trip. You were dressed in a flower printed dress your mom had given you and Mingyu was wearing a Hawaiian print shirt your pretty sure you saw him buy at the airport. You sat a few chairs away from him.

 You laughed along at the thought of the memories of your teacher wearing a slightly inappropriate speedo when your phone pinged. Your brother texted you, you honestly should’ve known better than to open it, but the thought it could be a prank couldn’ thave crossed you mind in that joyous moment. You clicked and within a milisecond, your phone was brightly flashing a rough sex scene and letting out lewd moans and screams. 

 You clenched the phone into your stomach trying to muffle the moans and quickly ran off to the nearest bathroom. Luckily no one was there and you did everything to stop the video, lowering the volume, deleting the video, and turning your phone off completely. You had run off so fast you failed to notice the footsteps running after you and the click of the women's bathroom door.

 You let out sobs of embarrassment in the stall as you sat on an admittedly very nice toilet. Just as you were about to just go into full breakdown mode you heard a faint knock over your cries. You looked down and noticed the flip-flops Mingyu had bought at the flea market. 

 You quickly put your hand over your mouth and tried to muffle your choking tears.

“Hey, are you okay? Is your stomach hurting?” 

 That’s when you came to the realization that to everyone else it probably looked like you made some muffled sounds before clenching your stomach and running to the bathroom. 

“N-no I-it-s stu-p-hid...” you said while post crying hiccups interrupted.  

“It’s obviously not stupid...just tell me”

.........

P*rn Accident

Author’s Note: I’m not very happy with this short story, but I’ve decided to upload it anyway so it doesn’t rot in my drafts.

Type: Fluff, College AU, Crush!MingyuXReader

{The last day of vacation was supposed to be the best! If only you hadn’t clicked your brothers’ stupid text}

pt 1~pt 2~Epilogue 

“It’s obviously not stupid…just tell me”

“No Mingyu, i-it’s r-reall-y stu-pid...” your voice still hiccuping.

“Can you open the door? You don’t have to tell me right now. But can you please just open the door?”

Coyly you unlocked the stall. There he stood, offering the shyest puppy dog smile yet and his arms. You stood up and let him envelop you in a bear hug. You let out the last you had into his chest. He just patted your head and shushed you softly. You stood there for a while just like that.

 You're not exactly sure how much time had passed but quite a bit later you heard the door unlock and you pushed Mingyu away just a bit. One of the employees came in holding a key ring.

“I’m sorry to interrupt you folks but this is a professional establishment.”

“We’re sorry...” Mingyu replied grabbing your hand and dragging you out of the bathroom not forgetting to grab your phone. 

The elevator ride to the where everyone stayed on the 3rd floor was silent but his hand never left yours. 

You guys got off the elevator and he turned you to face him, he saw where your tears had left stains on your cheeks. 

“Wanna spend the last night in my room? N-Not in that way, I’d never! Y’know-”

“I’d like that Mingyu...”

One of the perks of this trip was that everyone had their own room, most of the younger ones used this to their advantage and got it on, while the Major’s studied, and those like you just got some relaxation. 

 He led you to his room, fumbled around with his keycard, and let you sit down on the bed. 

“I should’ve told you to get clothes and come back but... I didn’t think that far ahead.”

“Mingyu shut up and give me one of your hoodies...”

“Okay okay right.”

 He got himself pajamas and got you a very big hoodie that was already oversized for him, which meant you were practically swimming in it. He gave you the room and changed in the bathroom. He came back with a damp towel and gave it to you to wipe your face. He turned the TV on to Cartoon Network and you felt him crawl around the bed as you lightly swiped the towel over your face. 

 You felt the bed sink behind you and you no longer heard rustling. You felt arms wrap around you from behind and a head rest on your shoulders. 

“So can you tell me what happened?”

“It’s really really stupid Mingyu...”

“Okay and??”

“Fine... My brother sent me porn and it played loudly and I got so embarrassed I cried and you're my cru-” You spit out.

“Wow, that is stupid...” He said as he left your back and sat beside you, you hit him lightly. He faced you.

 He leaned in and puckered his lips out a bit, you knew exactly what was happening and you didn’t want it happening like this. You quickly put your wrist over your mouth as Mingyu gently pressed his lips against it.

“Y/N you were about to tell me you had a crush on me and I thought... nevermind I shouldn’t have assumed.”

“Mingyu I don’t want my first kiss to be with someone who isn’t my boyfriend, and plus I’ve already had one heart attack today.”

“Then Miss Y/N would you do me the honor of being my girlfriend?”

“Yes, but no kissing today my heart has suffered enough”

“Ok...” He smiled yet again the puppy dog smile and his lights shined so bright you could see the light reflecting off the building through the window.

 He grabbed your wrist and placed small butterfly kisses over and over again.

“What are you doing?”

“I’ve already kissed you here, and since I can’t properly kiss you yet this is the best I can get.”

“Idiot...” you chuckled as he sucked on the skin of your wrist leaving a small bruise.

“Kim Mingyu! I didn't bring makeup to cover this up!” You half-yelled and hit him repeatedly. 

He gave you a hug to suppress your beating and flopped you two backward onto the bed. You let him cuddle you to sleep as you buried yourself into his chest.

Would anyone like an epilogue?

P*rn Accident

Author’s Note: I’m not very happy with this short story, but I’ve decided to upload it anyway so it doesn’t rot in my drafts.

Type: Fluff, College AU, Crush!MingyuXReader

{The last day of vacation was supposed to be the best! If only you hadn’t clicked your brothers’ stupid text}

pt 1~pt 2~Epilogue 

The next day you snuck out of Mingyu’s arms and went to our own. You packed up and got on the first van to the airport. You stole glances at Mingyu through security and you sat next to each other while waiting for the flight.

His seat was 3 rows behind you. He whined that you guys wouldn’t be able to cuddle on the plane like you did last night. You made fun of him for already being so clingy. 

You guys boarded, you had a window seat which you liked, an hour into the flight back and you were out like a light. About 2 hours into your nap you felt something on your wrist. You woke up sleepily to Mingyu yet again pecking away at your wrist.

“What the hell are you doing here?”

“I promised Minhyun I’d give him $20 to let me sit here.”

“That’s stupid Kim Mingyu”

“Here”

He gave you his hoodie and said some stupidly romantic thing about you smelling like him. He made you put it on immediately.

You guys watched a few movies together with the middle armrest put back, cuddling. 

As the flight rounded its last 3 hours you turned to Mingyu halfway through Paddington.

“Kiss me”

“What?”

“I want a kiss on the lips”

“Like now”

“Yes...”

“Are you sure? Because last nig-”

“Jeez Mingyu.” You cupped his face and gave him a quick peck. He stared in confusion and amazement. He smirked before giving you a softer gentler kiss.

You guys continued watching Paddington with the stupidest smiles plastered across your faces. You intertwined your hand with his and slept. You don’t really remember much but you do know that by the time the plane landed you were still holding hands.

Wake up

Type: Angst, a bit of Fluff

{Minghao wakes up after a “acquaintances with benefits” encounter with you}

Minghao POV

Something was warming my skin. Not like the warmth, I felt of you last night but rather the heat of the sun. My eyes felt heavy but I forced them open. My vision, clouded, but a few blinks fixed that. 

I was staring at the morning sun through the window, I should be admiring this beautiful view but my mind kept traveling back to last night. Remembering every moment of ecstasy and pleasure, I almost feel guilty.

Guilty for not getting to know you, for us not getting closer beforehand, for not knowing you. But I couldn’t change that now could I?

I turned my back to the sun, my back now feeling the warmth my face felt moments ago.

Now I was facing you and I didn’t care that we were nude, I didn’t feel any compulsion of wanting to relive yesterday like I did as I replayed it before I turned to you. 

Instead, my eyes traced your face, trying to ingrain the memory of every detail of your face into my mind. You weren’t super-model gorgeous, no instead a piece of art and art isn’t always supposed to look beautiful it’s supposed to make you feel something, you made me feel something.

I memorized every wrinkle, acne scar, and pimple. I memorized the way strands of your hair would fall every time you snored. I never considered myself as someone who would fall so quickly in love, I don’t even know if this is “love”. 

I placed my hand on your waist underneath the blanket and moved closer to you. I pulled my other hand from underneath me and began tracing the features of your face, lightly so I don’t wake you up.

From your eyes to your nose to your lips-

I suddenly felt the warmth of the sun again on my face. I held my eyes shut closely hoping it wasn’t as I thought, but sure enough, it was. I desperately tried to fall back asleep and continue that beautiful dream of you.

But no, the dream was over.

You weren’t by my side, I wasn’t tracing your face, my hand wasn't on your waist. Instead, I turned around to my bed empty and my clothes on the floor, and you not in sight. The scent of your perfume still lightly embedded in my furniture.

I heard the door close and I pushed myself to get up even if my body wanted to rest still. I hurried and put on my underwear and shirt, hoping I could catch you before the elevator door closed. 

I ran like hell to try and catch you, almost tripping on my neighbor's package they failed to pick up yesterday afternoon. Just as I got down to the end of the hall the elevator doors were already 3/4 of the way closed but you saw me still and I hoped you would push the button to reopen the door but you didn’t. 

I walked back to my apartment in defeat, mentally hitting myself for not getting your number or not waking up earlier. I sat on my couch ignoring my empty stomach that growled at me, only thinking of you. Just as I was going to try and go back to sleep and dream of you there was a knock on my door. 

I didn’t bother checking the monitor to see who it was, not caring anyways because you were already gone. I opened the door with my head hung low not wanting to see anyone right now. 

“I think I can stay longer... I didn’t think I’d wake you up, sorry.”

My knees went week hearing your voice and I really hoped this wasn’t another dream. That thought was diminished when I looked up and saw you standing there, I fought my every nerve to not hug you. 

“No no I’m just glad you came back..”