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✎ Monsta X : They're going to the army

A/n: Hello, people that are marriage to military man! Yeah, our boy Shiwnu it's going to serve, and I ended up writing something (that I don't know how to describe this, but it's something!) I hope you guys like it, and that he returns fast!

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𖥸 Son Shownu

Seeing him there packing his bags, while the house it was smelling one of his topical dishes, reminded me of when we were getting ready for his tours. But now it was different. It was his longest tour and somewhow dangerous.

"Promise me something?" His voice is low, so I lean closer to hear him better. I take my place on the bed beside your suitcase. Nu finished closing it, and sighs. “Eat well, okay?

—Oppa…—I start to speak, but I'm interrupted by him, who holds my hands and looks at me seriously.

"I always have to stay reminding you, to eat well... so please take care so I can get enlisted, being at peace with myself?"

“Nu, you know I do everything for you. I start talking, pulling out my cell phone and opening a certain app and showing it the screen of the device — even if it means filling my cell phone with reminders to eat.

I won't deny that in addition to missing you, I'll miss your hot food every night.

𖥸 Shin Hoseok

I leave the bathroom, accompanied by smoke from the hot shower I just took, and find my boyfriend Hoseok sitting on the edge of the bed staring at his bags almost ready for his military service. He was lost in thought and with a not very good face, so I approached him asking quietly:

— what's wrong?

“Nothing was just thinking about military service and you…” he says, and notices my confusion, so he continues, “I was wondering if it wouldn't be better for you if… We broke up."

—No! Why?

“Because it's going to be two years, and in that time you're going to be stuck with me, and…

—Ya Shin Hoseok! I love you, there's no strings attached to it! I love you from the beginning, I continued to love you during the tours and I will continue to love you for these two years. There's nothing to worry about!

- I love you too! —the brunette assures me holding my face — I was just worried about his happiness.

- You are my happiness. I take his hand — and besides, I think the tours were a lot worse.

—You think so?

-Yes, sometimes you were on the other side of the world, and we only spoke on the phone, now you'll be here close to me, I'll be able to visit you until your superior forbid me to go!

- Yes, you are right. — the brunette says, and I completely agree with him smiling. But I'm taken aback when I feel the mattress on my back, and a face-to-face Hoseok with me. "Well, since we've come to an excellent conclusion, I think I need to assure you somehow that I won't leave you anytime soon..." he says biting my lower lip before a hot kiss.

𖥸 Yoo Kihyun

The garden was once more beautiful. Greener, more fragrant, brighter…but it wasn't anymore. Knowing that I wouldn't have any more last-minute picnics with him here, that I wouldn't find him lying on the floor thinking about the others boys and that I wouldn't be dancing barefoot with him there for a long time while I listened to his voice singing just for me.

"It's going to pass quickly, you know, right?" Kihyun comes up behind me, hugging me around the waist. I smile weakly.

— It's gonna be two years Kihyunie... — I comment softly. My boyfriend stands in front of me, smiling. He was the cutest bald thing in the world.

"Two years go by faster than you think. Take care Please. No matter how long it takes, I will always love you, and I need you well and healthy."

“Okay, I'll count the days to see you.

And I would. Because he was worth it.

𖥸 Lee Minhyuk

We were in the kitchen having dinner. I made he's favorite dish, and we were going to see your favorite movie. I can't deny that even though I was making myself strong, I was extremely worried.

“Hey, Jagiya!" Minhyuk reaches out her hand and finds mine on the table —you got that little face…” He touches my nose lightly, and I let out a laugh dropping the chopsticks I was using to eat on the table.

“Sorry, it's just…you're going away, and hey, it's the army. There are guns there, Min. — I explain, and an idea pops into my head—OMO! MINHYUK HAS GUNS THERE! YOU ARE NOT GOING! - I get elated seeing him get up from his place laughing at me. My adorable boyfriend crouches in front of me and cups my face.

'Don't worry about it, jagy. I will be protecting the country!

"Yes, but who will protect you?" I throw the question. “Min if anything happens, I swear I'll go out there and kill them myself!

"I know, my little freak." — my boyfriend ruffles my hair laughing — let's do it like this, I'll take care of myself, and you take care of yourself here, okay?

I agree. Minhyuk was my big love, I would do anything to have it well, even if at a distance.

𖥸 Chae Hyungwoon

When I asked Hyungwoon what he wanted to do with his farewell, I couldn't have had a better idea. We were both lying in bed, just together. He had hugged me tight, holding me against his body, and one of his hands was playing with my hair.

- I will miss you. — it is he who breaks the silence. I bury my face in his chest inhaling even more of his scent.

"I'll think about you every day."

— Just please, don't get stuck with the days, and hours... That way, everything will pass even faster, and when you see, we'll be stuck together like that again. When you feel sad, remember our memories, okay?

— Don't get hurt okay? I lift my face staring into his beautiful face. —Don't put yourself at risk, and come back to me!

We intertwine our pinkies in a silent promise.

𖥸 Lee Jooheon

I was lying with my now fiance Lee Jooheon watching the stars, the wine now forgotten. All I could think about was how much I love the man who now have it's arms around me, and how I'm going to need to get used to his absence and the weight of that ring on my finger.

—Why do I have to go...—honey asks and from the tone of his voice, I know he's pouting. I lean on my elbow and face him more closely.

“I thought it was a great honor for Korean men to serve and protect their country! - I joke making my best serious and serious voice, pulling a smile from the boy.

“It is, but now I have you. The country should understand this! — Jooheon says and I end up laughing, he holds my waist tight. — It took me so long to find you, I didn't want to leave you, and for two years!

— Hey calm down, we've been away before, remember, just think it's another tour!

— a long, boring tour...without you, without the boys, without my monbebes...but it's okay, it's okay, someone needs to save the country! — as he spoke I played with his soon-to-be-cut hair and admired his beautiful face

"Does that mean you're going to fight bravely?"

"No, that means if someone really scary shows up I'll play dead!" Jooheon says, closing his eyes and making a strange face, making me laugh, “the aim is to come back to you alive.

—Wow! I will not object to this...

𖥸 Im Changkyun

The house it was a mess. The boys laughed, drank and played nonstop. I watched them sitting in the corner with my soju bottle, silently admiring Chang.

- You look beautiful. - he tells me, kissing my hand. I smile at that.

- You're more ... — We're speaking low so we wouldn't be interrupted. Right away I get a message on KakaoTalk. It was his. - Chang, what...

- You will receive a song every day, until I come back.

- You do not exist! - I feel my eyes fill with emotional tears.

- Forever with you, my love!

And then he kisses me, and we hear the boys screaming in the background. I always knew we would be the two of us forever.

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  ✎ Monsta X: Eles estão indo para o exército.

N/a: Olá pessoas casadas com militares! Pois é, nosso menino Shownu esta indo servir, e eu acabei escrevendo alguma coisa (não sei bem como definir o que é isso, mas é isso. Espero que gostem, e que ele volte logo!

。 =͟͟͞͞💗 ೃ ✦ ✧ ∗ ❥

𖥸 Son Shownu

O ver ali arrumando suas malas, enquanto a cada cheirava à um de seus tópicos pratos, me fez lembrar de quando nos preparávamos para suas tours. Mas agora era diferente. Era sua tour mais longa e um tanto perigosa.

— Me promete umas coisa? — sua voz sai baixa, então me aproximo para o ouvir melhor. Tomo meu lugar na cama ai lado da sua mala. Shownu termina de fecha-la, e suspira.

— Se alimenta bem, okay?

—Oppa...—começo a falar, mas sou interrompida pelo mesmo, que segura minhas mãos e me olha seriamente.

— Eu sempre tenho que ficar no seu pé, pra te lembrar de se alimentar bem... então por favor, se cuida, pra eu poder conseguir me alistar, estando em paz comigo mesmo?

— Nu, você sabe que faço tudo por você. — começo a falar, pegando meu celular e abrindo um certo aplicativo e o mostrando a tela do aparelho — mesmo que isso signifique encher meu celular de lembretes pra comer.

Não vou negar, que além de sentir sua falta, sentirei falta de sua comida quentinha todas as noites.

Shin Wonho

Saio do banheiro sendo acompanhada pela fumaça do banho quente que acabei de tomar, e encontro meu namorado Hoseok sentado na beira da cama encarando suas malas quase prontas para sua ida ao serviço militar. Ele estava perdido em pensamentos e com uma carinha não muito boa, então me aproximo dele perguntando baixo:

— O que foi?

— Nada só estava pensando no serviço e em você ... — ele diz, e percebe minha confusão então continua: — eu estava pensando se não seria melhor pra você se ... Nós terminassemos.

— Não! Porque?

— Porque vão ser dois anos, e nesse tempo você vai estar presa a mim, e...

—Ya Shin Hoseok! Eu te amo, não tem amarras nisso! Eu te amo desde o começo, continuei te amando durante as tours e vou continuar te amando durante esses dois anos. Não tem nada com o que se preocupar!

— Eu também te amo! —o moreno me garante segurando meu rosto — eu só fiquei preocupado com sua felicidade.

— Você é a minha felicidade. —seguro sua mão — além do mais, acho que as tour eram bem piores.

—Acha?

—Sim, as vezes você estava do outro lado do mundo, e nós só nos falavamos por telefone, agora você vai estar aqui pertinho de mim, vou poder te visitar até o seu superior me proibir de ir!

— É você tem razão. —o moreno diz, e concordo plenamente com ele sorrindo. Porém sou pega de surpresa quando sinto o colchão nas minhas costas, e um Hoseok rosto a rosto comigo. — Bom, já que chegamos a uma excelente conclusão, acho que preciso te garantir de algum modo que não vou te deixar tão cedo...—ele diz mordendo meu lábio inferior antes de um beijo quente.

𖥸 Yoo Kihyun

O jardim já foi mais bonito. Mais verde, mais cheiroso, mais brilhante...mas não era mais. Saber que não teria mais piqueniques de última hora com ele ali, que não o iria encontrar deitado no chão pensando nos outros meninos, e que ficaria por muito tempo sem dançar descalça com ele ali, enquanto ouvia sua voz cantando apenas para mim...

— Vai passar rápido, você sabe né? — Kihyun surge atrás de mim, me abraçando cintura. Sorrio fraca.

— São dois anos Ki...— comento baixo. Meu namorado fica a minha frente, sorrindo. Ele estava a coisa mais fofa do mundo carequinha.

— Dois anos passam mais rápido que imagina. Se cuida por favor. Independente do tempo que demore, sempre vou te amar, e preciso de você bem e saudável.

— Tudo bem, vou ficar bem saudável, contando os dias para poder os dias para te ver de novo!

E eu iria mesmo. Por que Yoo Kihyun vale a pena.

𖥸 Lee Minhyuk

Estávamos na cozinha jantando. Fiz seu prato favorito, e iríamos ver seu filme favorito. Não posso negar que apesar de estar me fazendo forte, estava extremamente preocupada.

— Hey, Jagiya! — Minhyuk estica sua mão encontra a minha sobre a mesa — está com aquela carinha...— ele toca meu nariz levemente, e solto uma risada largando os pauzinhos que usava pra comer sobre a mesa.

— Desculpa, é só que... você vai ficar longe, e poxa é o exército. Tem armas lá, Minhyuk Oppa. — o explico, e uma ideia vem a minha cabeça — OMO! Minhyuk tem armas lá! Você não vai! — Me exalto o vendo se levantar de seu lugar rindo de mim. Meu namorado sorridente se agacha a minha frente e segura meu rosto.

— Jagy as coisas não funcionam assim. — o moreno sorri fazendo carinho no meu rosto. E pensar que não mais sentir seu toque ...— não posso escolher se vou ou não...e aliás eu vou estar protegendo o país!

— Sim, mas quem vai te proteger? — jogo a pergunta. — Min se alguma coisa acontecer, eu juro que vou lá e mato eles, eu mesma!

— Eu sei, sua doidinha. — meu namorado bagunça meu cabelo rindo — vamos fazer assim, eu me cuido de lá, e você se cuida daqui, tudo bem?

Concordo. Minhyuk é meu grande amor, faria de tudo para o ter bem, mesmo que a distância.

𖥸 Chae Hyungwon

Quando perguntei à Hyungwon o que queria fazer em sua despedida, não poderia ter tido ideia melhor. Estávamos os dois deitados na cama, apenas juntos. Ele havia me abraçado forte, me segurando contra seu corpo, e uma de suas mãos brincava com meu cabelo.

— Vou sentir sua falta. — é ele quem quebra o silêncio. Enfio meu rosto em seu peito inalando ainda mais seu perfume.

— Vou pensar em você todos os dias.

—Só por favor, não fique presa aos dias... Assim, tudo vai ser ainda mais rápido, e quando ver, estaremos grudadinhos assim novamente. Quando se sentir triste, lembre-se dos nossos momentos juntos, tudo bem?

— Não se machuque okay? — levanto meu rosto encarando seu lindo rosto. —não se ponha em risco, e volta pra mim!

Entrelaçamos nossos mindinhos em uma promessa muda.

𖥸 Lee Jooheon

Estava deitada com meu agora noivo Lee Jooheon observando as estrelas, o vinho agora esquecido. Tudo o que eu conseguia pensar era em como eu amo o homem que agora me esquenta, e como vou precisar me acostumar com a sua falta e com o peso desse anel em meu dedo.

—Porque eu tenho que ir...—honey pergunta e pelo tom de sua voz, sei que ele está fazendo biquinho. Me apoio em meu cotovelo e o encaro mais de perto.

—Achei que fosse uma grande honra para os homens coreanos servirem e protegerem seu país! — brinco fazendo minha melhor voz séria e grave, arrancando um sorriso do rapaz.

— E é, mas agora eu tenho você. O país deveria entender isso! — Jooheon diz e acabo rindo, ele segura firme minha cintura. — demorei tanto pra te encontrar, não queria te deixar, e logo por dois anos!

— Ei calma, já ficamos longe antes, lembra, é só pensar que é mais uma tour!

— Uma longa e chata tour...sem você, sem os meninos, sem minhas monbebes...mas tudo bem, tudo bem, alguém precisa salvar o país! — enquanto ele falava eu brincava com seus cabelos que logo seriam cortados, e admirava seu lindo rosto

— Isso quer dizer que você vai lutar bravamente?

— Não, isso quer dizer que se alguém uito assustador aparecer eu me finjo de morto! — Jooheon diz fechando os olhos e fazendo uma cara estranha, me fazendo rir —o objetivo é voltar vivo para você.

—Wow! Eu não vou me opor a isso...

𖥸 Im Changkyun

A casa estava uma bagunça. Os meninos riam, bebiam e faziam brincadeiras sem parar. Eu os observava sentada ao canto com minha garrafa de soju, admirando Chang silenciosamente.

— Você está linda. — ele me diz, beijando minha mão. Sorrio com aquilo.

— Você tá mais...— falávamos baixo para não sermos interrompidos. Na mesma hora recebo uma mensagem no KakaoTalk. Era dele. — Changy, o que...

— Você vai receber uma música todos os dias, até que eu volte.

— Você não existe! — sinto meus olhos encherem de lágrimas emocionadas.

— Pra sempre com você, meu amor!

E então ele me beija, e escutamos os meninos gritando ao fundo. Eu sempre soube que seríamos nós dois para sempre.

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  ✎ Monsta X: Eles estão indo para o exército.

N/a: Olá pessoas casadas com militares! Pois é, nosso menino Shownu esta indo servir, e eu acabei escrevendo alguma coisa (não sei bem como definir o que é isso, mas é isso. Espero que gostem, e que ele volte logo!

。 =͟͟͞͞💗 ೃ ✦ ✧ ∗ ❥

𖥸 Son Shownu

O ver ali arrumando suas malas, enquanto a cada cheirava à um de seus tópicos pratos, me fez lembrar de quando nos preparávamos para suas tours. Mas agora era diferente. Era sua tour mais longa e um tanto perigosa.

— Me promete umas coisa? — sua voz sai baixa, então me aproximo para o ouvir melhor. Tomo meu lugar na cama ai lado da sua mala. Shownu termina de fecha-la, e suspira.

— Se alimenta bem, okay?

—Oppa...—começo a falar, mas sou interrompida pelo mesmo, que segura minhas mãos e me olha seriamente.

— Eu sempre tenho que ficar no seu pé, pra te lembrar de se alimentar bem... então por favor, se cuida, pra eu poder conseguir me alistar, estando em paz comigo mesmo?

— Nu, você sabe que faço tudo por você. — começo a falar, pegando meu celular e abrindo um certo aplicativo e o mostrando a tela do aparelho — mesmo que isso signifique encher meu celular de lembretes pra comer.

Não vou negar, que além de sentir sua falta, sentirei falta de sua comida quentinha todas as noites.

Shin Wonho

Saio do banheiro sendo acompanhada pela fumaça do banho quente que acabei de tomar, e encontro meu namorado Hoseok sentado na beira da cama encarando suas malas quase prontas para sua ida ao serviço militar. Ele estava perdido em pensamentos e com uma carinha não muito boa, então me aproximo dele perguntando baixo:

— O que foi?

— Nada só estava pensando no serviço e em você ... — ele diz, e percebe minha confusão então continua: — eu estava pensando se não seria melhor pra você se ... Nós terminassemos.

— Não! Porque?

— Porque vão ser dois anos, e nesse tempo você vai estar presa a mim, e...

—Ya Shin Hoseok! Eu te amo, não tem amarras nisso! Eu te amo desde o começo, continuei te amando durante as tours e vou continuar te amando durante esses dois anos. Não tem nada com o que se preocupar!

— Eu também te amo! —o moreno me garante segurando meu rosto — eu só fiquei preocupado com sua felicidade.

— Você é a minha felicidade. —seguro sua mão — além do mais, acho que as tour eram bem piores.

—Acha?

—Sim, as vezes você estava do outro lado do mundo, e nós só nos falavamos por telefone, agora você vai estar aqui pertinho de mim, vou poder te visitar até o seu superior me proibir de ir!

— É você tem razão. —o moreno diz, e concordo plenamente com ele sorrindo. Porém sou pega de surpresa quando sinto o colchão nas minhas costas, e um Hoseok rosto a rosto comigo. — Bom, já que chegamos a uma excelente conclusão, acho que preciso te garantir de algum modo que não vou te deixar tão cedo...—ele diz mordendo meu lábio inferior antes de um beijo quente.

𖥸 Yoo Kihyun

O jardim já foi mais bonito. Mais verde, mais cheiroso, mais brilhante...mas não era mais. Saber que não teria mais piqueniques de última hora com ele ali, que não o iria encontrar deitado no chão pensando nos outros meninos, e que ficaria por muito tempo sem dançar descalça com ele ali, enquanto ouvia sua voz cantando apenas para mim...

— Vai passar rápido, você sabe né? — Kihyun surge atrás de mim, me abraçando cintura. Sorrio fraca.

— São dois anos Ki...— comento baixo. Meu namorado fica a minha frente, sorrindo. Ele estava a coisa mais fofa do mundo carequinha.

— Dois anos passam mais rápido que imagina. Se cuida por favor. Independente do tempo que demore, sempre vou te amar, e preciso de você bem e saudável.

— Tudo bem, vou ficar bem saudável, contando os dias para poder os dias para te ver de novo!

E eu iria mesmo. Por que Yoo Kihyun vale a pena.

𖥸 Lee Minhyuk

Estávamos na cozinha jantando. Fiz seu prato favorito, e iríamos ver seu filme favorito. Não posso negar que apesar de estar me fazendo forte, estava extremamente preocupada.

— Hey, Jagiya! — Minhyuk estica sua mão encontra a minha sobre a mesa — está com aquela carinha...— ele toca meu nariz levemente, e solto uma risada largando os pauzinhos que usava pra comer sobre a mesa.

— Desculpa, é só que... você vai ficar longe, e poxa é o exército. Tem armas lá, Minhyuk Oppa. — o explico, e uma ideia vem a minha cabeça — OMO! Minhyuk tem armas lá! Você não vai! — Me exalto o vendo se levantar de seu lugar rindo de mim. Meu namorado sorridente se agacha a minha frente e segura meu rosto.

— Jagy as coisas não funcionam assim. — o moreno sorri fazendo carinho no meu rosto. E pensar que não mais sentir seu toque ...— não posso escolher se vou ou não...e aliás eu vou estar protegendo o país!

— Sim, mas quem vai te proteger? — jogo a pergunta. — Min se alguma coisa acontecer, eu juro que vou lá e mato eles, eu mesma!

— Eu sei, sua doidinha. — meu namorado bagunça meu cabelo rindo — vamos fazer assim, eu me cuido de lá, e você se cuida daqui, tudo bem?

Concordo. Minhyuk é meu grande amor, faria de tudo para o ter bem, mesmo que a distância.

𖥸 Chae Hyungwon

Quando perguntei à Hyungwon o que queria fazer em sua despedida, não poderia ter tido ideia melhor. Estávamos os dois deitados na cama, apenas juntos. Ele havia me abraçado forte, me segurando contra seu corpo, e uma de suas mãos brincava com meu cabelo.

— Vou sentir sua falta. — é ele quem quebra o silêncio. Enfio meu rosto em seu peito inalando ainda mais seu perfume.

— Vou pensar em você todos os dias.

—Só por favor, não fique presa aos dias... Assim, tudo vai ser ainda mais rápido, e quando ver, estaremos grudadinhos assim novamente. Quando se sentir triste, lembre-se dos nossos momentos juntos, tudo bem?

— Não se machuque okay? — levanto meu rosto encarando seu lindo rosto. —não se ponha em risco, e volta pra mim!

Entrelaçamos nossos mindinhos em uma promessa muda.

𖥸 Lee Jooheon

Estava deitada com meu agora noivo Lee Jooheon observando as estrelas, o vinho agora esquecido. Tudo o que eu conseguia pensar era em como eu amo o homem que agora me esquenta, e como vou precisar me acostumar com a sua falta e com o peso desse anel em meu dedo.

—Porque eu tenho que ir...—honey pergunta e pelo tom de sua voz, sei que ele está fazendo biquinho. Me apoio em meu cotovelo e o encaro mais de perto.

—Achei que fosse uma grande honra para os homens coreanos servirem e protegerem seu país! — brinco fazendo minha melhor voz séria e grave, arrancando um sorriso do rapaz.

— E é, mas agora eu tenho você. O país deveria entender isso! — Jooheon diz e acabo rindo, ele segura firme minha cintura. — demorei tanto pra te encontrar, não queria te deixar, e logo por dois anos!

— Ei calma, já ficamos longe antes, lembra, é só pensar que é mais uma tour!

— Uma longa e chata tour...sem você, sem os meninos, sem minhas monbebes...mas tudo bem, tudo bem, alguém precisa salvar o país! — enquanto ele falava eu brincava com seus cabelos que logo seriam cortados, e admirava seu lindo rosto

— Isso quer dizer que você vai lutar bravamente?

— Não, isso quer dizer que se alguém uito assustador aparecer eu me finjo de morto! — Jooheon diz fechando os olhos e fazendo uma cara estranha, me fazendo rir —o objetivo é voltar vivo para você.

—Wow! Eu não vou me opor a isso...

𖥸 Im Changkyun

A casa estava uma bagunça. Os meninos riam, bebiam e faziam brincadeiras sem parar. Eu os observava sentada ao canto com minha garrafa de soju, admirando Chang silenciosamente.

— Você está linda. — ele me diz, beijando minha mão. Sorrio com aquilo.

— Você tá mais...— falávamos baixo para não sermos interrompidos. Na mesma hora recebo uma mensagem no KakaoTalk. Era dele. — Changy, o que...

— Você vai receber uma música todos os dias, até que eu volte.

— Você não existe! — sinto meus olhos encherem de lágrimas emocionadas.

— Pra sempre com você, meu amor!

E então ele me beija, e escutamos os meninos gritando ao fundo. Eu sempre soube que seríamos nós dois para sempre.

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🍵🌿🖇..⃗. buy me a coffee?

✎ Monsta X : They're going to the army

A/n: Hello, people that are marriage to military man! Yeah, our boy Shiwnu it's going to serve, and I ended up writing something (that I don't know how to describe this, but it's something!) I hope you guys like it, and that he returns fast!

。=͟͟͞͞💗 ೃ ✦ ✧ ∗ ❥

𖥸 Son Shownu

Seeing him there packing his bags, while the house it was smelling one of his topical dishes, reminded me of when we were getting ready for his tours. But now it was different. It was his longest tour and somewhow dangerous.

"Promise me something?" His voice is low, so I lean closer to hear him better. I take my place on the bed beside your suitcase. Nu finished closing it, and sighs. “Eat well, okay?

—Oppa…—I start to speak, but I'm interrupted by him, who holds my hands and looks at me seriously.

"I always have to stay reminding you, to eat well... so please take care so I can get enlisted, being at peace with myself?"

“Nu, you know I do everything for you. I start talking, pulling out my cell phone and opening a certain app and showing it the screen of the device — even if it means filling my cell phone with reminders to eat.

I won't deny that in addition to missing you, I'll miss your hot food every night.

𖥸 Shin Hoseok

I leave the bathroom, accompanied by smoke from the hot shower I just took, and find my boyfriend Hoseok sitting on the edge of the bed staring at his bags almost ready for his military service. He was lost in thought and with a not very good face, so I approached him asking quietly:

— what's wrong?

“Nothing was just thinking about military service and you…” he says, and notices my confusion, so he continues, “I was wondering if it wouldn't be better for you if… We broke up."

—No! Why?

“Because it's going to be two years, and in that time you're going to be stuck with me, and…

—Ya Shin Hoseok! I love you, there's no strings attached to it! I love you from the beginning, I continued to love you during the tours and I will continue to love you for these two years. There's nothing to worry about!

- I love you too! —the brunette assures me holding my face — I was just worried about his happiness.

- You are my happiness. I take his hand — and besides, I think the tours were a lot worse.

—You think so?

-Yes, sometimes you were on the other side of the world, and we only spoke on the phone, now you'll be here close to me, I'll be able to visit you until your superior forbid me to go!

- Yes, you are right. — the brunette says, and I completely agree with him smiling. But I'm taken aback when I feel the mattress on my back, and a face-to-face Hoseok with me. "Well, since we've come to an excellent conclusion, I think I need to assure you somehow that I won't leave you anytime soon..." he says biting my lower lip before a hot kiss.

𖥸 Yoo Kihyun

The garden was once more beautiful. Greener, more fragrant, brighter…but it wasn't anymore. Knowing that I wouldn't have any more last-minute picnics with him here, that I wouldn't find him lying on the floor thinking about the others boys and that I wouldn't be dancing barefoot with him there for a long time while I listened to his voice singing just for me.

"It's going to pass quickly, you know, right?" Kihyun comes up behind me, hugging me around the waist. I smile weakly.

— It's gonna be two years Kihyunie... — I comment softly. My boyfriend stands in front of me, smiling. He was the cutest bald thing in the world.

"Two years go by faster than you think. Take care Please. No matter how long it takes, I will always love you, and I need you well and healthy."

“Okay, I'll count the days to see you.

And I would. Because he was worth it.

𖥸 Lee Minhyuk

We were in the kitchen having dinner. I made he's favorite dish, and we were going to see your favorite movie. I can't deny that even though I was making myself strong, I was extremely worried.

“Hey, Jagiya!" Minhyuk reaches out her hand and finds mine on the table —you got that little face…” He touches my nose lightly, and I let out a laugh dropping the chopsticks I was using to eat on the table.

“Sorry, it's just…you're going away, and hey, it's the army. There are guns there, Min. — I explain, and an idea pops into my head—OMO! MINHYUK HAS GUNS THERE! YOU ARE NOT GOING! - I get elated seeing him get up from his place laughing at me. My adorable boyfriend crouches in front of me and cups my face.

'Don't worry about it, jagy. I will be protecting the country!

"Yes, but who will protect you?" I throw the question. “Min if anything happens, I swear I'll go out there and kill them myself!

"I know, my little freak." — my boyfriend ruffles my hair laughing — let's do it like this, I'll take care of myself, and you take care of yourself here, okay?

I agree. Minhyuk was my big love, I would do anything to have it well, even if at a distance.

𖥸 Chae Hyungwoon

When I asked Hyungwoon what he wanted to do with his farewell, I couldn't have had a better idea. We were both lying in bed, just together. He had hugged me tight, holding me against his body, and one of his hands was playing with my hair.

- I will miss you. — it is he who breaks the silence. I bury my face in his chest inhaling even more of his scent.

"I'll think about you every day."

— Just please, don't get stuck with the days, and hours... That way, everything will pass even faster, and when you see, we'll be stuck together like that again. When you feel sad, remember our memories, okay?

— Don't get hurt okay? I lift my face staring into his beautiful face. —Don't put yourself at risk, and come back to me!

We intertwine our pinkies in a silent promise.

𖥸 Lee Jooheon

I was lying with my now fiance Lee Jooheon watching the stars, the wine now forgotten. All I could think about was how much I love the man who now have it's arms around me, and how I'm going to need to get used to his absence and the weight of that ring on my finger.

—Why do I have to go...—honey asks and from the tone of his voice, I know he's pouting. I lean on my elbow and face him more closely.

“I thought it was a great honor for Korean men to serve and protect their country! - I joke making my best serious and serious voice, pulling a smile from the boy.

“It is, but now I have you. The country should understand this! — Jooheon says and I end up laughing, he holds my waist tight. — It took me so long to find you, I didn't want to leave you, and for two years!

— Hey calm down, we've been away before, remember, just think it's another tour!

— a long, boring tour...without you, without the boys, without my monbebes...but it's okay, it's okay, someone needs to save the country! — as he spoke I played with his soon-to-be-cut hair and admired his beautiful face

"Does that mean you're going to fight bravely?"

"No, that means if someone really scary shows up I'll play dead!" Jooheon says, closing his eyes and making a strange face, making me laugh, “the aim is to come back to you alive.

—Wow! I will not object to this...

𖥸 Im Changkyun

The house it was a mess. The boys laughed, drank and played nonstop. I watched them sitting in the corner with my soju bottle, silently admiring Chang.

- You look beautiful. - he tells me, kissing my hand. I smile at that.

- You're more ... — We're speaking low so we wouldn't be interrupted. Right away I get a message on KakaoTalk. It was his. - Chang, what...

- You will receive a song every day, until I come back.

- You do not exist! - I feel my eyes fill with emotional tears.

- Forever with you, my love!

And then he kisses me, and we hear the boys screaming in the background. I always knew we would be the two of us forever.

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Pairing: MX x Reader

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🥦 Shownu - 1° encontro

A noite estava mais que agradável. A brisa leve passava, naquela noite úmida de verão, e sua companhia não poderia ser melhor. Quando Son Hyun Woo finalmente te chamou para sair, não teve dúvidas e aceitou com todo o coração.

Porém com toda a emoção do convite, esqueceu de comentar um pequeno detalhe. Claro, não tinha como ele adivinhar, mas você também totalmente esqueceu de comentar... Tudo bem, não vai ser problema nenhum, ainda podemos ter uma noite agradável! Pensou conforme o moreno te guiava adentro do restaurante de churrasco coreano.

O mesmo tomou a frente com o menu, te perguntado o que queria. Tentando não parecer uma chata como já foi chamada, pediu as coisas mais longes de animais.

— Não quer um pedaço? — Hyunwoo pergunta te oferecendo um pedaço da carne que grelhava. Percebendo não ter mais como adiar, você sorri começando a explicar:

— Ah, é que... Eu não...como carne... — assim que as palavras saíram da sua boca, viu a feição mais adorável de confusão cair sobre seu encontro. Com os olhos arregalados, ele encara seu preto percebendo as cores e a falta da proteína animal. Pânico e medo do que ele pode pensar de você, de repente toma conta da sua boca, que as palavras começam a sair sem parar— eu geralmente aviso as pessoas, mas eu fiquei tão animada e acabei esquecendo, e eu não sabia que a gente ia comer, e aí, eu tentei não deixar tudo sem graça, e...

—Wow! — essas simples três letras te fazem parar, e o encarar — eu é que deveria pedir desculpas, não passou pela minha cabeça... Da próxima vez, você escolhe...

🥦 Wonho - se recusando a te beijar

— O que foi? — preocupação toma conta de você, quando seu namorado virou o rosto, ao invés de beijar como sempre faz ao chegar em casa.

— Nada, por que? — ele pergunta, também confuso. Por dois segundos vocês se encaram sem entender um ao outro.

— Eu fui dar seu beijo de boas vindas, mas você virou o rosto... aconteceu alguma coisa? — após te ouvir, a compreensão tomou conta do seu namorado, que se jogou no sofá ao seu lado, sorrindo.

— Ah sim, é que eu comi um lanche com carne antes de vir pra cá, e ainda não escovei os dentes... não queria te desrespeitar. — o moreno diz, sem ter a menor ideia de como fez seu coração bater mais rápido, cheio de emoções por ele, e seu coração grande e gentil.

— Então trate de resolver isso, por que agora eu quero te beijar muito mais que antes.

🥦 Kihyun - cozinhando pra você

Encontrar Yoo Kihyun na cozinha não era algo estranho. Sempre que podia ele estava lá seja cozinhando ou até limpando. Então não se chocou muito ao chegar e ver o agora ruivo cortando alguma coisa.

— O que o meu namorado lindo está fazendo? — você abraça suas costas, sentindo os músculos dele se movimentarem.

— Lembra daquele prato que minha mãe me mandou? — ele pergunta, cortando e se movimentando pela pia. O cheiro de refogado e o perfume dele estavam confortantes de mais para que você saísse. — encontrei a receita da versão vegana, e resolvi cozinhar pra você.

É incrível que com um simples gesto, uma coisa "boba" fez com que você ficasse ainda mais apaixonada por esse homem. Ele se vira sorrindo e agora te abraçando também.

— Agora volte pra lá, e me deixa fazer minha mágica aqui, te chamo quando estiver pronto. — o ruivo sorri deixando um beijo simples em seu lábio.

🥦 Minhyuk - experimentando com você

Seu namorado te apoiava em toda decisão, é claro. E quando se conheceram, contou que estava passando pela transição para o vegetarianismo, ele não entendia, mas te respeitava.

De alguma maneira, sua voz doce e cara adorável o fez concordar em de vez em quando, experimentar alguma comida vegana ou vegetariana que escolhesse.

— Amor isso não parece certo... — o loiro olha desconfiado para o prato a sua frente. A verdade é que você ainda estava terminando, não era pra ele estar ali no momento.

— Espera só um minutinho Min Min, prometo que você vai gostar. — agarrando o rosto do seu amor com ambas as mãos, o fez derreter completamente. E então ele te deixou terminar, mas ainda se manteve ali, brincando e cantando com você.

Olhando o resultado final, um lanche digno de uma das melhores redes de fast food, ele olha ainda desconfiado - surpreso, mas ainda desconfiado.

— Você fez aquilo, virar isso? — o rapaz aponta do lanche pra pia, a fazendo sorrir. — tudo bem, hora da verdade...

Assim que mordeu, Minhyuk não conseguiu controlar a reação positiva, te fazendo sorrir e comer também.

— Wow! minha namorada é expert em hambúrguer de feijão! — ele diz contente com a boca cheia.

🥦 Huyngwon - te defendendo

Almoçar com a família do seu namorado já é algo estressante por si só. Almoçar com a família do seu namorado, quando o prato principal é churrasco e seu namorado esqueceu de contar sobre a sua dieta especial, é muito mais que seu coração pode aguentar.

Porém você não tinha escolha não é? Eles tinha...tem que gostar de você. E talvez um pedaço beeem pequenininho talvez não faça diferença....

— O que está fazendo? — a voz de chocada huyngwon te acorda do seu transe. Piscando várias vezes percebe, que a mãe do rapaz estava pronta para colocar um pedaço considerável de carne em seu prato. — mãe não faça isso! — o mesmo segura o pedaço e coloca no prato da mais velha. Confusão tomando conta da mesma.

— O que foi, filho?

— A S/n não come carne mãe. — o moreno responde simples, fazendo sua bochecha corar, e coração disparar. Cm um sorrisinho de canto, pedindo desculpas, seu pensamento divaga mais uma vez... Então é isso! Aqui acabam todas as chances de ser aceita. É aqui que nossa relação acaba....

— Querida, por que não me disse? — a mulher indaga exasperada, olhando para a mesa — meu deus só tem carne aqui? Não se preocupe, eu acho alguma coisa pra você — e então ela sai ainda falando coisas desconexas.

Sem conseguir acreditar no que acabou de acontecer, você observa seu namorado se sentar ao seu lado e deixar um beijo rápido em seu lábio. Sorrindo, ao perceber a grande oportunidade a sua frente, você sussurra pra ele "vou atrás da sua mãe, tranquilizar ela, e conversar um pouco."

🥦 Jooheon - vendo um filme (oakja) com você

Talvez toda a animação e entusiasmo de Jooheon não valesse tanto a pena assim. Após uma longa conversa de como decidiu parar de consumir não somente comida animal, mas também produtos animais, o rapaz ficou pensativo e bem prestativo. Ele estava incrivelmente impressionado com a sua decisão. Em uma dessas conversas, você o disse como alguns filmes e documentos foram decisivos para sua decisão. Mas era uma conversa normal, não imaginou que o moreno pensasse nela por muito tempo.

— Ei! Eu achei aquele filme que comentou comigo... o Oakja, do diretor Bong Joonho, o que acha? — o sorriso e o brilho no olhar de seu namorado te derretem, mas também te preocupam.

—Honey...eu já vi esse... — informou, colocando o balde de pipoca na mesa de centro, o mais velho apenas sorri e diz já saber do fato. — você lembra do que ele fala, né?

— Claro que sim! — o moreno se senta aí seu lado no sofá, e tirando uma mecha de cabelo de seu rosto. — acho que vale a pena ver!

Spoiler: não valeu. Conforme o filme desenrolava na tv, Jooheon assistia, tentando não chorar alto, mas deixando lágrimas silenciosas caírem por sua bochecha. Mas pouco ele sabia, que você pouco prestava atenção no que passava, e s#im nele. Sem aguentar mais, você se estica até a mesa de centro, pegando o controle e pausando.

— Honey, acho que é hora de parar — secando as lágrimas que ainda caíam, sente seu coração apertar — você já está sentindo horrível, e não é nem a pior parte do filme.

— Não é a pior parte? —a voz embargada e chocada do Lee te fazem querer rir, mas não o faz, sabendo que não ia ajudar — eu não sei se aguento...

— Hey, tudo bem se não ver o resto, acredite em mim. — o acalma sorrindo gentil para o mesmo. — Já significou muito você querer ver assistir esse filme. Obrigada!

🥦 Changkyun - Fazendo compras com você

— Já pegou o Brócolis? — a voz de seu namorado changkyun, soa ao seu lado, tirando os olhos do rótulo da bolacha na sua mão, você o olha. O homem mais lindo do mundo — da última vez você esqueceu...

Changkyun te mostra que os tinha em mãos, e os coloca na cesta que segurava. Piscando, você percebe quantas coisas estão na sua cesta, legumes, verduras, frutas, snacks que você gosta, o leite de soja...

— Você que pegou tudo isso? — pergunta confusa para seu namorado. O moreno afirma, olhando para todos os produtos que segurava.

— Sim, tá' tudo certo, né? — ele te olha, como se não tivesse acabado de fazer a coisa mais fofa, carinhosa e incrível que alguém já fez por você. De repente todo o sentimento que sentia por esse homem, por algum motivo foi para sua bochecha, te deixando vermelha — huh? Você tá bem?

— S-sim... Vamos?

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Hello hello, my tumblr people!

I'm here to first of all day thank-you for all the likes at the "Desaparecer" fic I wrote for the requests! Just like I already said, it's been a while since I wrote smut, and one that I liked for real, so I'm just really happy!

Second of all, I also want to say that I'm closing the requests for some reasons:

1) i have a project in too many parts, that I plan to finish and post at least the first, so I can actually keep the rest and others...and the second reason I can't actually talk until tomorrow, because it's something personal, but I'm coming to tell you guys!

That's it, hope you have/had an amazing day! ❣️

Pessoinhas lindas de meu Tumblr!

Seguinte, tô aqui pra primeiro agradecer os likes na história do Bang Chan "Desaparecer" que fiz para o pedido de um(a) anon (por enquanto apenas em inglês), pq faz um tempinho que eu não escrevo um smut, e pelo menos um q eu realmente goste, então tô muito feliz!

E segunda, pra dizer q estou fechando os pedidos, por alguns motivos: (1) tem um projeto que eu comecei a escrever, e que tem muitas partes, mas que eu queria terminar pelo menos essa primeira pra poder postar e tals... Eeeeeee o segundo motivo na verdade eu não posso falar muito (é pessoal), pelo menos até amanhã eu acho. Então assim q eu tiver notícias venho falar aqui!

É isso, beijinhos açucarados! ❣️

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“Changkyun one shot”

Pairing: Im Changkyun x female reader

Genre: Fluff

Warning: There’s none because it’s fluff

Word count: 1.5K

Author’s note: it’s my first time writing changkun’s one shot, yes, he finally made me write because the amount of changkyun I’m consuming every day is insane, really. And I can’t believe I wrote his fluff, I was wondering how did it turn out, hope anyone reading this would like it, happy reading:)

We were sitting on my bed; I was sitting on the corner of my bed and he was in the middle of the bed. I was holding his hand and he was holding mine with a tight grip. He was holding me tight probably because he’s scared, I will fall off from the bed since I was literally on the corner of my bed. I was trying to click his picture from there in my phone. The hand, I was holding was stretched out and another hand was gripping my phone, I was so focused on the phone’s camera because I was trying to click his picture without any filter and he was bare faced. Once I clicked and he heard the sound; he pulled me towards him, making me shove the phone on his face. The way he pulled me, it caught me off guard, I am somehow glad he couldn’t hear my heart beat, which was beating like crazy. The proximity kills me at times, because my heart doesn’t know how to stop reacting from this close proximity. I looked at him, retracting from the position which we were in earlier, he was still holding my hand, “you look so freaking good and handsome even though you’re 4 years older than me hump!” I meant it, he looked so good like so fine in bare face. Sometimes I look at him and think, how is he even older than me? he is just so good looking, I feel like I don’t appreciate him enough.

He was laughing, and his cute dimples were visible, one day I wish I could actually dive into his dimples, but I am keeping these fantasies to me because I shouldn’t let these feelings grow any deeper, he is my neighbour Changkyun who happened to be my crush and then he is the idol I.M for the world “and look at me” I told him, with my sulky face, his face changed from a smiling one to an unreadable face. He was staring at me, I took this as a chance and went to the different side of the bed to click his picture from a different angel, he probably caught it and he was covering his face with the other hand because he was still holding me with one hand.

“See you look so good, no doubt your fans love you and are head over heels for you” and before I could say anything more to him, he pulled me again and this time he wrapped his hands on me, his chin was on my shoulder. I was too shocked to react, anything. I could feel my heartbeat and his as well, basically mine was beating faster than his, which was very expected because of the proximity.

His lips were near my ears and he said “you look pretty as well and I am glad no one claimed you yet, because” afraid that I would fall because of him, my other hand made its way to his waist and I wrapped my hands around his waist, his lips touched my ears, my skin “I want you as mine”

A shiver ran down my spine, I couldn’t think of anything else for a moment. Thank god my face was on his chest and he couldn’t look at me, my face was red, because of the blush and I hate the fact blush is always noticeable on my face.

The urge to fight back or ask him why was he flirting with me like this, he should know that he is not allowed to do this with me, because my heart can’t take it. My heart just responds to everything he does.

I couldn’t believe what he asked me, “you don’t believe me?” his words were telling my mind a thing and my heart other thing, how badly I wanted to believe him and wanted to escape right now, I couldn’t face him, “you should’ve known by this time… because I… love.. it… when… you….” he trailed off, our cheeks touched, I could feel him turning his face and his lips were just few centimeters away from my cheeks, to have a contact.

I would die for this, my heart was beating so fast, having a crush on him, was so dangerous. As if he just doesn’t kill me with his voice and his dimples. I felt a slight brush of his lips on my cheeks and I heard my mum’s voice. I got a chance to escape because if I stayed here a single second more with him my heart would go crazy and I wouldn’t have any control over myself and I would end up kissing him even before he says anything to me.

“Yah, mum came let me go I'm hungry” and I pushed him, went away. I left him on my bed, I wanted to run away but I couldn’t because mom might see me like this, all red and might ask. No one knows about my crush and the deep feelings I’m having for Changkyun. I went out of my room as normally as I could. He was coming after me, I went to kitchen and he followed me. “Mum” she looked at me and then she spotted him.

“Ah, Changkyun is here as well? Did you bring her home?” we were out for a small gathering with friends and he took me because he said he wanted me to come, and since I was bored at home, I accompanied him also because he came back home after a long time and I wanted to see him.

“Yes, I brought her back home, she was bored there” I shot him a look, it was him who looked bored so I told him, let’s go back home and he suggested he would stay with me, until my mum comes back home.

I hit him on his arm, “YAH”

“WHAT?” he eyed me, “go back to her room, I’ll bring fruits for you guys and Changkyun you came home after a long time, don’t you miss me or her?” my eyes widen the moment my mum mentioned me, why would she say that, “MUM when did I-

“I missed you, and I missed her a little more this time and it’s been a long time since I last visited.” he should stop saying stuffs like this because my heart can’t take more.

“We are going back to my room mum” and I walked towards my room, the moment we entered our room, he closed the door behind me, and held my hand, I didn’t look back at him, not yet.

He pulled me in his embrace, he hugged me from back, and slowly my mind understood what was he doing, he was back hugging me, his arms around my waist, holding me with delicacy. My breathing stopped; I couldn’t react.

“Stop here for a minute” I nodded, without knowing what to do next, I turned to look at him after few seconds passed. His eyes looked at mine, way too intensely, I was lost in his eyes, “I didn’t lie when I said I missed you a little more this time” his hands trailed up to hold my cheeks, his fingers were caressing my cheeks, “really” his eyes softened, “I missed you, what about you, didn’t you miss me?”

How was I supposed to answer to him when his touches were doing things to my mind and my body, “I… did, I

Before I could reply him, with ‘I did, I missed you, as if missing wasn’t enough, I just wanted you to come back home, just to see me, I wanted to see you, infornt of me’. His lips touched mine, my eyes closed as if this felt like a dream, his lips were soft, softer than a feather. His other hand went to my waist and pulled me closer, my hands were resting on his chest, after few seconds he pulled himself back.

He was looking at me, his hands were resting on my cheeks, they were holding me, his touch was so soft, I forgot to speak and breath. I took a deep breath and told me, what I wanted to tell him, “I missed you, more than you could miss me, I wanted to hear your voice, I wanted to see you infront of me, just me, I wanted you to come back home and see me, even if it meant for a second, I just wanted to…” I was startled by his sudden move, he turned me, and my back touched the wall of my room, I was about to continue, and he kissed me again, this kiss was different, from the earlier, one. This was more like he was claiming me, the way he told me he would claim me. He stopped kissing me and said “you’ve no idea how much you drive me insane.” He was holding my chin.

“I didn’t lie when I said I wanted you as mine, because I want you to be just mine and waited to know you more, so here I am.” I was so taken aback from his sudden confession; my mind went blank when he kissed me again.

MONSTA X

[Changkyun] : you should’ve known by this time

genre: fluff

[Changkyun] : I want to fall deeper in your love, Changkyun

genre: fluff

I updated my masterlist uwu

Hope u find it easier to navigate

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“I want to fall deeper in your love Changkyun”

“Changkyun one shot”

Pairing: Im Changkyun x female reader

Genre: Fluff

Warning: There’s none because it’s birthday fluff

Word count: 1.6K

Author’s note: This is a birthday fluff, I was supposed to post this on his birthday but I got since, so couldn't post. So here it is~ hope you like this, because this idea suddenly occurred to me when I was in class lmaoo xD and it’s almost 3 am, so I couldn't do the proof read so sorry for the mistakes T.T

happy reading:)

“This question goes like this” I looked at the whole class. “Anyone got questions?” he got up from his seat as well, “No questions?” everyone shook their heads, “good”

I was about to solve another question, my phone started ringing. “Excuse me” I took my phone. “This is kind of urgent” he nodded, and since he was standing so close to me, I didn’t had to tell him anything more, “carry on with the next problem” he nodded.

I went out of the class and picked up the call, “are you done with your part already?”

“Yea”

I was so thankful to my other friends, because I know everyone is so busy with their thesis but we all found time to do this, I know it’s very important and special for me. I’m so happy everyone decided to give this a go.

“Then come fast, to the place we decided, we need your help and since he would be busy with students right now, so it’s a win-win situation.”

“Okay, coming.” I smiled and hung up, I didn’t tell Changkyun about it and left the classroom.

I entered the classroom and locked the door. “Hazel, come here” I walked towards Mimosa, “help me these balloons and flower petals”

“Okay” I helped her with the balloons, I saw Lau setting up the balloons, he looked at me and smiled.

“I’m so excited!!” I looked at Lina, “for his birthday surprise?” I looked at her surprised, “NO”

“NO?”

“I’m excited for you” I turned my head to take a better view of her face, because I couldn’t understand her, “stop trying to fool us Hazel” I wondered what did I do?

“What did I do?”

“We all know about you and Changkyun” there’s no way anyone would know beside Minhyuk, because he is my bestfriend and my secret keeper.

“You know what Lina?”

“Hazel…. we know how good friends you are and how much you wanted to surprise him” thank…god for this.

“Okay” once me and Mimosa were done with the balloons, we helped Lau to set them up. Soon after that we were done with petals as well.

“We are nothing Lina, stop it, and let’s get over this decorations as soon as possible”

“Okay captain, and Minhyuk is coming soon with the cake” I nodded at her words

I heard a knock and I was sure it was Minhyuk, I knew Changkyun won’t come until he’s done with class and I call him here. So, I went to open the door.

“Am I late?” I smiled as soon I saw Minhyuk, “No, you’re not” he gave me a quick hug lifting the cake box so that it doesn’t get ruined or anything. “Hope you’re doing okay” he whispered to me and I nodded, “a little nervous I guess?”

“It’s fine” and he gave me a tight hug and then smiled at me. “let’s go and complete setting everything up” I nodded and he locked the door. “Hazel hold this for a minute” he gave me the cake box, “I’ve something, I kept it outside, let me bring it” I was confused but I nodded at his words anyway. “Okay”

He went outside, and I kept the cake on the table, and then we completed the decorations and the happy birthday balloons were set perfectly. I heard the door open and close again, I turned to look at Minhyuk, he was holding a bouquet full of red roses, I was surprised.

He leaned towards my ears and said, “give it to him later. He’ll be happy.” this whole thing went unnoticed by everyone, “a bouquet?” I turned to look at Mimosa, “yes, I brought it just now. It’s his birthday afterall, he would be so happy and here, me and Hazel are the seniors so, I guess getting a bouquet on his birthday would make him feel nice and happy”

“This is for you”

“Huh?”

“I agree” Lau said and all of us smiled.

Minhyuk checked everything first and said everything’s perfect. “Is it time already?” Lina asked me, I looked at my wristwatch, and nodded. “let me call him” everyone nodded.

I dialled his number and after three rings he picked up the call; before he could speak I spoke “Is the class over?”

“Yes, it is. Why didn’t you comeback? And is your work done?”

“Kind of yes, but can you come to room no. 208? Right now?”

“Now?”

“Yes, please?”

“He is coming guys, switch off the lights and pull the curtain to make the room dark!!” everyone started doing it, Minhyuk came near me and said, “I’m keeping this bouquet at the back so that only you can give it to me and you look perfect today so don’t be nervous.” I nodded at his words and he went to keep the bouquet hidden at the back. After he came back to me, he side hugged me and kissed my hair, “you can do this”

“No need to say please, I’m coming.”

“Okay” And I hung up

We heard the door open, “Hazel? are you there? And why is this room so dark?”

“Hazel?” he called my name once again, I know everyone was probably smiling and trying to hold back their laughter. He switched on the lights and we all shouted in unison, “HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHANGKYUN”

He looked surprised, and the look he had on his face was so precious, like no one could give me the peace and happiness I got when I saw his priceless reaction. I love him so much.

“Oh god, what is this? And thank you so much.” We walked towards him and everyone gave him hugs and wished him one by one.

I was left, I didn’t hug him but I did wish him. I could say he was expecting me to go and hug him but I didn’t. I didn’t want to ruin the main event which I decided for him.

After wishing, we took him to the table so that he could blow the candles and cut the cake, he looked happy. After setting the candles, I lit them up.

“Make a wish” he closed his eyes for a second, then he looked at me before blowing the candles.

After cake cutting, everyone had fun, and he got gifts. Everything went like the way a surprise birthday should go like.

“You know it was Hazel’s idea, this whole planning, we just helped.” I looked at Mimosa for exposing me. I saw Minhyuk, going to the back and brining the bouquet, and none of them noticed him, keeping it on the other side of the table.

“You all helped me, don’t give me the credit like that” I was embarrassed because he was staring at me, watching each move and movement. “Okay, guys, wanted to tell you that Andrea Ma’am called four of us because of our thesis so let’s go” Minyuk grabbed everyone and winked at me.

“But Hazel-”

“Sometimes I really don’t like the fact that we need to take tutorial classes and do thesis as Ph.D students and we need to clean at least half of this place” Lau looked at me, “don’t worry I’ll do it”

“We will join you once we are done with Andrea ma’am okay?” Minhyuk gave me a look, he knows how to handle these situations so well.

It was just me and him inside the room, standing infront of eachother.

“Okay”

“Now let’s go or we will be late” Minhyuk dragged everyone out of the room and closed the door.

“Happy Birthday” I finally looked at him and said. I felt better. I was about to and bring the bouquet to give it to me, but he walked towards me and trapped me, in between his arms. His hands were reasting on the table and my heartbeat went crazy, the closeness between us was slowly making me nervous.

“No gifts for me, no hugs for me?” his voice was deeper than usual and I was losing my mind over him again. I tried pushing him back; so that I could focus on what I want to do and breath normally, he took a step back, and I went towards the other side of the table where Minhyuk kept the bouquet. I picked it up and looked back at him, the table was the only thing keeping us apart.

“I’m disappointed…”

“Huh?”

“Yes” and gave him the bouquet. He looked confused, “Yes?”

I took a deep breath, I knew how tough it was to admit it infront of a boy whom I like, whom I want to be my first in everything. “The answer is yes” he looked amazed, I could tell it from his look. I gave him the answer of his confession he made a week ago, I wanted to give him a birthday gift.

He walked towards me and lifted me up, holding my waist, “Tell me you’re serious” I smiled at him, “It’s a yes Changkyun. I want you to be my first. I am saying yes to you. I want you to be mine”

He let me down on the floor, “And this your birthday gift” I kissed him on his cheeks quickly.

He accepted the bouquet from me, and pulled me by my waist, “you’ve no idea how much I waited for you everyday and every second.” I put my arms around his neck, “same” he smiled at me.

“You’re amazing and thankyou for giving me the best gift on my birthday” he smiled, he should know his smiles do something to me and I forget to breath. He leaned towards me slowly, “can I?” he was looking at me with the eyes full of love.

I didn’t give an answer but kissed him instead. He pulled me closer and kissed me back. After few seconds, he said, “I fell in love with you the moment I saw you.” in between kisses and kissed me again.

“I want to fall deeper in your love Changkyun” he pulled apart and kissed me on my forehead.

💭💕Daddies💕💭 Monsta X OT7

Topic: Random scenarios where the reader is pregnant with one of the member's babies and simple daily interactions with them as soon-to-be fathers. Pretty fluffy.

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Shownu

Sweat dripped from his brow as he whisked the batter feverishly with a scowl on his face. A mess of eggshells, flour, and dirty utensils crowded the kitchen island and you did your best not to crack a smile as you watched your husband struggle.

He was the one who insisted on making your pancakes from scratch despite having premade mix in the cabinet.

And you were FORBIDDEN from helping him.

Not for a lack of trying though...

"Can I help you with something?" you asked for the first time since perching yourself on the kitchen island bar stool.

Hyunwoo shakes his head emphatically before shooting you a warning look through his brow.

"You can stop asking me that. That would help.." he grumbles. In the process, he splatters a goop of batter up into his face. Your eyes widen with concern and you hop down from your seat to go to him, swiping a few paper towels on the way.

Hyunwoo's crinkled features remain as one of his eyes is screwed shut and covered with pancake batter that you quickly begin wiping away.

"Hold still" you chuckle as you go to work cleaning his face and as he's slowly freed of the mess he made of himself, your husband's eyes warm as he gazed down at you softly.

You're too distracted at first to notice him looking at you the way he was. But when you did, you froze with the paper towel resting between your hand and his jawline.

"What?" you frown and Hyunwoo smirks dazedly before reaching up to caress your hand against his face.

"I just wanted to do something special for you..." he mutters.

"Both of you," he adds, resting his hand over your flat tummy.

You weren't showing at all yet but you could feel every bit of pregnant as the weeks passed. You'd been suffering horribly and had even lost some weight due to the morning sickness. So when your appetite finally returned, Hyunwoo jumped at the opportunity to feed you something he knew he couldn't screw up.

Despite him already being an exceptional cook, he wanted to make this breakfast perfect for you.

If only he knew how perfect he already was.

Wonho

You didnt think there would be such a thing as being too prepared until you got pregnant.

3 weeks out from your due date and Hoseok had everything prepared down to a T.

Every bag was packed and waiting in the car. The car seat is perfectly assembled. The baby's room is fully safety-proofed and equipped with monitors.

All of her clothes and toys had been washed and sanitized more than once and at this point, all there was left to do was have the baby.

Should be easy right?

"Hoseok....what is this?" you smirked down at the printed stack of papers you found in your overnight bag.

Your husband was in the kitchen, grasping his shaker bottle in one hand and dumping his measured supplements in with the other.

Such simple movements made the beautifully sculpted muscles in his forearms flex subtly, making you stare.

It was hard not feeling like a potato in the presence of such a specimen, now especially since he'd been training for some fitness thing. You didn't know. It was always something with him.

Wearing his favorite baggy Jordan Tee with the sleeves cut and loose gym shorts that stopped just above his knees, Hoseok turns to you. Through his glasses, he squints his eyes pointlessly to see what you were referring to.

"Oh....our birth plan," he responds casually before proceeding to twist the bottle's cap on tightly. As he begins shaking it vigorously, you approach him in the kitchen.

"Baby....this is almost 20 pages long. The birth plan I filled out was hardly a page." You furrowed your brow. Hoseok mirrored your expression briefly at your confusion, pushing back his dark brown bangs away from his forehead.

"And you thought one page would be enough..." he grunts, still shaking his bottle.

Your gaze catches on his chest muscles, noticing how they too flexed with every movement. Then you looked down at your swollen chest and vaguely wonder which one of you was bigger.

"Um....yeah. All I need them to know is that I want a vaginal birth with drugs and drugs and lots of drugs." You tear your eyes away from your husband's pecs and look up at his equally distracting face with a smile.

Hoseok smirks down at you and shakes his head. He seems satisfied with the mixture of his protein shake and pops the small drinking cap open to tip it against his lips to take a hefty sip.

As he swallowed you winced slightly at the sharp little nudges in your ribcage. You let out a tiny groan with a sharp inhale and Hoseok immediately pulls the bottle from his mouth, dribbles of his shake dripping down his chin as he set it aside. His eyes are wide with concern and his large hands instinctively touch your belly.

"What's wrong? What happened? Is it a contraction? Are they constant? Are they close? Are you.."

"Hoseok! Shut up. She's just kicking me." you interrupt him, rolling your eyes.

Seeming to feel her father's presence from deep in the womb, the baby begins kicking and squirming beneath Hoseok's hands. Though increasingly uncomfortable and unamusing for you, Hoseok's eyes sparkle with wonder and love. This huge hulk of a man with such a disciplined and organized manner is melted instantly by this tiny little human growing inside of you.

He smiles but it fades from elation to melancholy when the only thought that had been plaguing him for months makes an unwanted appearance.

"I just....want to be ready for her. You're already doing the hardest part of all of this so...I don't know. I guess I'm overcompensating. I just wanna be enough..." Hoseok admits unexpectedly.

You'd known since you both first found out you were pregnant that he was scared, but you never thought it stemmed from his doubt of himself.

You sigh.

"First of all...I don't think there is a man on this planet more prepared for this baby than you are. Secondly.." you pause to reach up and caress Hoseok's cheek, turning his head so that he could look you in the eye.

"You're more than enough. Never doubt that."

Your words seem to placate him since he only nods in response. You could tell from the shine in his eyes that he was on the brink of getting emotional, something you wished he didn't try so hard to suppress.

But you opt for not pressing an issue unnecessarily in favor of redirecting to the original topic at hand.

"Now...about this long-ass birth plan...."

Minhyuk

"Yah! Watch you're going!" Minhyuk shouts at the bike rider as he swerved around the space where you and he were walking. The city boardwalk is crowded more than usual due to the time of day and Minhyuk insisted on getting the ice cream to go because of it. But you wanted to watch the sky change colors as you enjoyed your cone with his fingers intertwined with yours lovingly.

His grip disappears when he placed his arm across your belly protectively, his venomous glare pinning the helmeted young man as he passed. You frown mid-lick at the way Minhyuk's body turns completely to watch the biker continue on his way to weave through the other pedestrians in the opposite direction.

"Fucking assholes.." he mutters, turning to face forward again. He grabs your hand instinctively and falls back into a steady stride, his expression still crinkled in a scowl. You smirked as you resumed licking your ice cream, admiring your boyfriend's attractive jawline and profile. Feeling your eyes on him, Minhyuk glances over with a frown.

"What?"

You shrug passively, shaking your head.

"Nothing..nothing...you just seem a little on edge is all.." you remark.

"On edge?? He almost hit us! I told you we should have just gone home. There are too many people out here..." he grumbles. The way his lips pouted when he fussed always made you smile and you did so freely as you shook your head again.

"Babe... there are people everywhere," you mutter dismissively as you licked the shrinking scoop.

"We can't avoid them any more than we can avoid anything else. What happened to you? You used to love the boardwalk" you shrug and Minhyuk scoffs.

"We absolutely could avoid them. And I like the boardwalk alright but not when it's so crowded and unsafe."

"Unsafe? For who?" you giggle.

"Unsafe for you! Duh...I don't know, it seems like ever since your belly started growing you just became a beacon for mishaps. A magnet for disaster. It's exhausting.." he huffs.

Your eyes couldn't roll back far enough at that. The irony was as amusing as it was annoying. Minhyuk had always been the overly adventurous type and that was part of what made you fall in love with him.

He was so funny and charismatic and spontaneous. You never knew what he was going to say or do. Especially when the two of you were alone.

But since you'd been pregnant, you sensed a shift in him.

"You act like I'm made of glass because I'm pregnant. You're not as mindful of me when we have sex..." you perk your brow, knowing fully that Minhyuk would look over at you at your bold statement. When you were sure that he was, you swiftly look away to admire the scenery, smirking mischievously like as you licked away at your dessert.

The sun was about an hour away from setting, gracing everyone in the beams of the golden hour where every complexion glowed. You especially since you were creeping into your second trimester, where your energy, appetite, and overall beauty enhanced since feeling like death a few weeks prior.

Minhyuk's eyes narrowed at you while you pointedly avoided his gaze, slurping the dribbling ice cream from the side of the cone mindlessly. Then he smiles when a less than innocent thought is sparked in his mind and he suddenly wants nothing more than to pick up the pace back to where their car was parked to get you home.

Kihyun

"Ooooh...right there. Right there...ugh yes.."

The shameless sounds of you groaning filled the family room, scattered with toys and baskets of unfolded clean laundry. Both happily abandoned by you since your husband walked in and forced you onto your back against the couch.

As your breath quickened, Kihyun only nods in acknowledgment as he obeyed your commands.

"Right there?" He exhales, quirking his brow with the question.

"Yep, there. Harder, babe. Harder. That's the spot." You nod harshly, screwing up your features in a wince as Kihyun smirked.

"Like this?" He asks, looking up at you and you nod fervently.

The tension in your expression melts away as does the stiffness in your feet, being expertly rubbed and kneaded away by your husband.

You were sprawled out on the couch with your feet resting in Kihyun's lap from where he sat opposite of you. His hands moved like a harpist over their strings, strumming away the pain and massaging the swelling down that had been torturing you for days.

Pregnancy sucks and you had no idea why you continued to put yourself through it. The discomfort and sickness were unbearable. The stress it put your body under was unimaginable. And the lasting effects it left on you physically and mentally were aggravating and inevitable.

But then you think of the joy you feel every time you look into your son's and daughter's eyes and remember it's all worth it. Especially when you watched Kihyun interact with them. He loved kids and would always joke with you about how he couldn't wait to have you at home barefoot and pregnant all the time when you first got married.

And he didnt lie.

Year two, a girl.

Year four, a boy.

And though you werent aware of this baby's gender, wanting it to be a surprise, you know one damn thing was for sure.

This baby was gonna be the LAST ONE.

No ifs, ands, or powdered infant butts. Kihyun's dream of 5 children would have to include 3 humans and a dog and a goldfish or something because this was for the birds.

You were putting your foot down this time.

Speaking of feet...

Kihyun switches his tactic and grasps the sole of your foot between both of his thumbs and forefingers. He begins pressing hard into a particular spot with his thumbs with just the right amount of pressure that has your head falling back against the propped couch pillow.

"How's that baby?"

You whimper slightly, making Kihyun smirk with accomplishment as he continued rubbing at your foot.

He got a kick out of pampering you like this, feeling like it was the least he could do since you did so much for your family as is.

Maintaining the home. Being proactive in parenting the two older children and being the supportive and patient wife that Kihyun never dreamed of having. He'd been a tad insufferable when it came to him wanting more children and you reluctantly compromised with him after deciding this would be the final pregnancy.

He'd do anything to show you his appreciation and if that meant coming home on his 2-hour lunch break just to massage your body and have some alone time while the kids were in school...

He'd happily do it every day if it meant making you smile.

Hyungwon

"I'm a fucking orca..."

Hyungwon furrows his brow as he lifted his gaze from his book. He turns his head to spot you standing in front of the body-sized mirror mounted on the wall in your bedroom, turning your body sideways to assess how you looked in the dress you planned on wearing to your cousin's wedding.

A dress you'd bought long before discovering you and your husband would be expecting. You were surprised it stretched so well over your large 7-month-old baby bump but it stopped just below the cup of your ass cheeks.

There was no way you were wearing this.

Hyungwon pushes his glasses to sit low on the bridge of his nose and he watches you spiral into despair at your changed appearance.

Sure the dress was a tad short in the back thanks to the extra ass and hips you'd acquired over the months but Hyungwon loved your body.

He couldn't get enough of touching and appreciating the curves that were brought on by carrying his son. He would tell you every second how gorgeous you still were if you didn't get so offended by it.

So he just sits quietly and weighs his options on whether or not to say anything as you brought yourself to the brink of tears.

"I'm never gonna find something cute that'll fit in time. The wedding is in a week and I look like fucking Shamu..." your chin trembled.

Hyungwon rolls his eyes as he stood, tossing both his glasses and his book on the nightstand. You were too distracted to notice his approach and you flinch in surprise when you felt him behind you.

Hyungwon was tall, hovering over you by at least 6 inches as he joined you at the mirror. Your tearful gaze locks with his as he stooped his head down to rest it against the side of yours, wrapping his long arms around your shoulders in a gentle embrace. A tiny huff escaped you, making your chin tremble and Hyungwon smiled fondly at how pitifully adorable you were. He leans back slightly to get a closer look at your body and the way the creme-colored dress stretched uncomfortably over your ass and hips, the zipper barely up halfway to the middle of your back. As he fiddled with the dangling zipper experimentally, he murmurs softly to you.

"Now baby...I'm going to say something and I want you to listen to me, ok?"

His deep voice was always so calming, even when it was hard to tell whether or not he was being serious. You nod slowly in acknowledgment.

"This dress is a little....well let's say you've outgrown it. But all isn't lost. The wedding isn't for another 7 days so that gives us plenty of time to find you a new one. A better one in fact." he suggests confidently. His sure tone irritates you a bit for some reason and you mentally stomped your foot like a child.

"Noooo...That's not enough time. And have you seen the selection in the maternity section? I'd rather chance it and wear this vs spending money on what they have to offer there."

"Why don't you just try to find the same dress, but in a bigger size. It's only tight around your bottom half...If it was just a size or two bigger..." Hyungwon begins thoughtfully and your pout deepens.

"That dress doesn't come in a size bigger than this. I looked...I'm just fat." you deadpanned. In the mirror, Hyungwon visibly struggles not to laugh at your smugness and he bites down on his smile before schooling his features to seem more engaged.

"Ok well let's just not go." he shrugs.

"We can send her our gift and tell her you weren't feeling well. You're pregnant, she'd understand."

That suggestion wasn't plausible either and you roll your eyes.

"I can't miss her wedding Wonnie. She came to ours...I have to be there. You know what? Forget it...I'll just go to the store tomorrow and try my luck with the ugly dresses in the pregnant people section and try to make it work."

The amount of disappointment and defeat in your town automatically wipes any potential smirk from Hyungwon's face immediately and he watches you begin to pull the straps of the dress over your shoulder. He steps back and looks on wordlessly as you struggled to grasp the zipper behind your back and he offers a hand.

As the zipper traveled down the line of your spine slowly, Hyungwon tilts his head as he got lost in the perfect luster of your skin.

Though this was your first baby, Hyungwon would gladly get you pregnant again and again if it mean he got to see your body change and perform the wonders it was already doing. He loved the way your breasts swelled and spilled slightly over the cups of your bra. He loved the way your hips expanded and the way it forced you to walk now. He loved the curve of your silhouette, your perfectly round belly and ass that was much bigger than it was before.

He loved to squeeze you when you slept, roving his hands over every inch of your silky smooth skin that you would allow. He was addicted to you, there was no other way to put it. Not even going into how amazing the sex was with you in this phase of life.

The distraction of the mere thought is written all over Hyungwon's face in the mirror and you raise your brow at him stalling with the zipper stopped just above your tailbone.

"Hyungwon..." you summon his attention and his sultry bedroom eyes drag over your body to stop on your reflection. He smirks mischievously before biting his lip, lifting his brows to answer.

"Hmm?.."

You smiled at his obliviously distracted expression, your drying tears seeming silly now that you were brought back into the present.

The world wasn't over. You would find a new dress and your fine ass husband would be beside you through any other minor crises that inspired your hormones to make you overreact. Looking as unphased as he was handsome every single time.

Heavy on the handsome. Tall and broad-shouldered. Lean and muscular. Pillowy soft lips and strong hands.

Damn.

Suddenly, your mood takes a drastic turn in a new direction.

Without responding to his wordless question, you finished peeling the tight dress from your body. Knowing you were completely nude underneath it, you kept your eyes on your husband's dazed face as you shimmied the garment down your thick thighs and calves until it hits the floor.

Hyungwon stares shamelessly at your body from behind, his tongue sneaking over the corner of his mouth hungrily with a smirk.

Crisis averted.

Jooheon

His hands feel warm and comforting as they glide over your protruding belly mindlessly. It was early, the sun had barely risen, and the two of you are lying comfortably in your shared bed.

Jooheon is the big spoon, a new role he'd taken up since your baby bump had grown to the point where spooning him wasn't plausible. But neither of you minded the change.

His breathing is slow and warm against your nape, his bare chest pressed against your back. Both of you are silent, apart from your breathing and you eventually drift back to sleep with the rhythm of your lover's gentle fingers strumming over your skin.

"Baby..." Jooheon whispers from behind you but you don't respond, only snoring softly as sleep reclaimed you. The sound is soothing to him, knowing that if you were still and at rest that his daughter would be wide awake.

As if to confirm what he already knew, a tiny foot presses up from within your womb. The little boop taps the center of Jooheon's palm and he smiled sleepily as he kept his hand where it was.

The baby continued to squirm and nudge through your torso, making you grumble softly in discomfort in your sleep. Jooheon takes note of your reaction and his face goes from being smitten to concern.

"Hey.." his deep voice croons softly, his authoritative tone directed at the flouncing fetus.

"Stop hurting your mama, little girl." He commands, pressing gently at the small lump sticking up from the side of your belly. 

The baby recoils her little foot and seems to obey his words since he didn't feel her moving anymore as he too allowed himself to drift back into a deep and wonderful sleep.

Life is but a dream...

Changkyun

"Anything yet?" were the words you heard through the bathroom door for the third time in the past 30 seconds.

That was how long it had been since you peed on the digital pregnancy test.

Your leg bounced nervously as you sat over the lid of the toilet, holding the test in your hands and staring at the tiny results screen.

The hourglass continues to blink as your anxiety increases and Changkyun's nervous pace is all you could hear outside of your foot tapping feverishly against the bathroom floor.

"Nothing yet." were the words he heard through his side of the door in the hallway.

His work boots tapped heavily against the hardwood floors and his car keys still jingled in his pocket. He hadn't taken the time to get settled since he returned from the store with the bag full of different pregnancy tests.

The convenience store clerk tried their best to keep their expression neutral when ringing them up, surely wondering why he was buying so many. But Changkyun didn't care.

He wanted to be sure.

Thousands of thoughts rush through his head as he paced, carrying several emotions with them.

Fear. Confusion. Anxiety. Excitement.

A disconcerted combination.

The two of you had been together for a little over a year and the thought of becoming parents was terrifying. You were both so young and had so much more to experience together as a couple. How the hell was a baby going to affect that?

He had a decent job and you were fresh out of college, set to accept an offer from a good company. The money wouldn't be an issue but Changkyun couldn't help but fear what he had to contribute wouldn't be enough.

His father was absent for the majority of his life and he couldn't bear the idea of being anything like him. But he still felt doubtful of his ability to be a dad worth having.

Would he be good enough?

Would you look at him differently if he wasn't? Would he lose you?

Both of you?

The bathroom door suddenly opening nearly shocks the ghost from Changkyun's body and he freezes mid-stride at the sight of you in the doorway.

Your eyes were swollen and red from tears but your expression is blank as he approached you.

"What...what's wrong? What does it say?" he asks, his brow etched with concern. You sigh shakily before lifting the capped blue and white test to hand it to him tentatively.

Changkyun takes it and stares down at the black pixelated text on the tiny gray screen. You watched warily as his expression melted from his soft worried scowl to something less readable.

He looks up at you.

He looks back down at the test.

Then something unexpected happens.

He smiles.

"We...we're gonna have a baby?"

You nod cautiously at him, unsure of what this reaction meant.

Mainly because you'd spent that entire time in the bathroom alone telling yourself that this was it.

This would be the end of your relationship with the one man that genuinely made you feel safe. The two of you hadn't had a serious conversation about children and you knew of his complicated childhood. Changkyun was the type of man who would step up and do what was right regardless and while that should have brought you comfort, a part of you felt guilty.

Because you knew whether he wanted a baby with you or not, he would stay because his father didn't.

The conflict in your expression has Changkyun's smile faltering slowly.

"You're upset.." he states off of observation and you wanted to kick yourself for letting your thoughts read across your face.

"No!...well..maybe. I feel a lot of things, to be honest.." you stammered. Changkyun's eyes dart between your face and the pregnancy test still in his hand.

"Yeah...me too."

You kept your eyes on him, gauging his mood before responding.

"Exactly how..do you feel?" You draw out the question because you weren't sure if you really wanted to ask it.

What if he was shocked and that was why he smiled?

What if he's actually upset and just doesn't want to show it?

What if he doesn't want this to happen? What would you do?

The questions spun in your mind, triggering a pestering ache to swell in your chest.

Changkyun is quiet for a moment as he considered the words and you watched him worriedly as they gathered on his tongue.

"I feel......happy. And scared shitless. But happy. Is that...weird?" He asks.

That was when you smiled despite the tears in your eyes. Damn hormones were already kicking your ass. You shake your head emphatically at his question, a small wave of relief washing over you.

"It's not weird. I honestly feel the same way..shocked even. So...you're not upset?"

"No! Babe, why would you think I'd be upset?" He asks and you shrug your shoulders, already feeling weepy again.

"I don't know...maybe because this is unexpected and the timing isn't really ideal for either of us. You're working hard and I haven't started working yet myself. Our apartment isn't big enough and we barely have room for our stuff..." you were beginning to ramble, wiping tears mindlessly as they fell.

"We never talked about this seriously and I'm not even sure this is something you want with me. And we had plans to do so much...I just feel guilty and stupid for letting this happen.."

Changkyun lets you talk until your emotions jumble the words too much to understand and he sighs as he reaches out to cup your cheek.

"Hey, look at me." He coaxes and you go silent, sniffling aside, and look him straight in the eye.

"That's what you're worried about? Me not wanting this baby with you? Seriously?"

You weren't sure how to respond with words so you merely shrugged sullenly.

Changkyun rolls his eyes and pulls you into him, forcing you to bury your face into his chest. He was warm and smelled heavenly as usual even though he was fresh off from work.

He keeps the pregnancy test tucked between his fingers as he held you tightly in his embrace, resting his cheek against your forehead.

"And here I was worried that you would feel that way about me...." He murmurs.

You huffed and sniffled against his heartbeat, squeezing him with your arms wrapped around his waist.

"I can't imagine myself having a baby with anyone else Kyunie..." you manage to say after a beat and Changkyun smiles against your skin. He lifts his head to plant a kiss on your hairline then pulls back to grab you by the cheeks, effectively pouting your lips for him to kiss.

The smooch was sweet and chaste, but just enough to have your eyes fluttering slightly. When the blur of your tears is blinked away, you find Changkyun's gorgeous features inches from yours.

"Good. So let's both make a pact right now to stop doubting each other's dedication to the other and start changing some of our plans, ok?" He lifts his brows in expectance of your answer. Instantly the pain in your chest fades and the meaning behind the newly sprung tears changes.

You nod up at him and smile warmly.

"Ok."

A/N: Awww, that was fun to write. I hope yall enjoy them a lil in between the hard hitting smutty stuff. I'll most likely do more of these if the scenarios come to mind. Feel free to suggest any if you'd like.

Got My Number: Hyunwoo❤️ Part One

A/N: Hyunwoo(Shownu) x reader. I wrote this in celebration of Daddy Bear completing his mandatory military service...a nice story of childhood friends being reunited after years.

First love, Friends to Lovers,Cheating 🌚 (don't you judge..the song is saying "holla at me if ya mans aint doing it right" ) , passionate smut. Grown folks type vibes.

Part 2 TBA🥰

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"Booger?"

You abruptly stop loading your groceries in the back of your car and lift your head.

The sound of his voice was almost haunting and for a moment you think you're mistaken or hearing things until you hear him again. Turning away from your reusable bag-filled cart, you spot a tall figure walking towards you blocking out the sun.

"Booger...I can't believe it, it's really you..."

"Hyunwoo?" You said, shielding the brightness with your hand until he was close enough for you to see.

It was him, though very different from the last time you'd seen him.

He was taller, perhaps an inch over 6 feet. He was leaner, having shed away his adolescent fluffiness to replace it with bulking muscles that were apparent even under his layers of clothing.

Even the shape of his face was drastically different, dawning a more chiseled jawline and cheekbones that were hidden by his boyish roundness for the years you knew him.

But you couldn't mistake those eyes and that smile anywhere.

It was him.

And good lord, how puberty did him well.

"Holy shit...look at you." He smiles brightly, stopping a foot away from where you stood with a small watermelon in your grasp. He gives you an appraising once over, probably thinking the same thing you were in reaction to how much you've changed since he last saw you.

But in your winter coat, sweater, and jeans, you hardly felt like much to look at next to him.

"What are you doing here?" Is all you can stammer out, regarding the baby melon ruefully before setting it down to join the rest of the groceries in your trunk. Hyunwoo smirks.

"Um...this is where they sell food right?" He asks sarcastically, pointing to the entrance of the ALDI behind you. You glance back as if you didn't know it was there and scoff.

"No! I mean here..back in the city."

Hyunwoo shrugs at the question as he stepped forward, now observing the amount of bags you still had left to load in your trunk with a slight frown.

"Just visiting. My cousin is getting married Saturday so I just touched down last night." He resumes and you nod in understanding.

"Oh! Thats Awesome. Good for him...So, how's everyone doing?" You follow up, now back to loading your trunk. But this time Hyunwoo joins in, grasping a few bags by the handle and lifting them effortlessly from the cart.

"Everyone's good. Thanks for asking." He says distractedly as he figured out where to place the bags.

"What about you? How's your mom? And hey, I'm sorry to hear about your grandmother. She was such a sweet woman." He pauses his movements to say and you smile at the concern in his voice. Growing up, the two of you spent many days hanging around at your grandmother's house. Especially during the summer.

Both of your parents worked a lot, especially Hyunwoo's single mother, and it was common for him to spend those overtime days with you and your family.

Essentially becoming a part of it.

"Thanks. We all took her passing hard but other than that, everyone's great." You respond honestly, your sad smile melting into one of gratitude that Hyunwoo appreciates.

"That's good to hear.." he smirks.

After loading the final bag in your trunk, Hyunwoo reaches up to pull the door down just enough for you to reach it without jumping, and his teasing smirk at your lack of height have you blushing.

"So...I hear you've been traveling the world huh?" You divert quickly to seem unphased, slamming the trunk door down to secure it shut. Once it is, Hyunwoo nods in confirmation and leans his shoulder against the back window of your SUV.

"Something like that. My company kinda takes me all over the place. Where ever they need me, I pretty much go. I'm actually considering taking an extended assignment here." He adds and you perk up with interest without realizing it.

It had been damn near 20 years since you had seen Hyunwoo in person and while he was your closest friend during childhood, much had changed.

"Yeah? Thats great...I mean, I bet your family would love that. Having you back home and stuff...Especially your mom."

Hyunwoo's little smile widens at the mention of his mother. The woman who sacrificed so much to ensure he had a future beyond the city he was brought up in.

"Yeah, she's the main one encouraging me to take it. It'll be a change of pace but I could use a break from moving around so much. So it's on my mind."

You nod at his response, failing to keep your gaze from dropping to his chest which was damn near level with your face. He couldn't possibly have gotten taller...

"Well as you can see, I haven't left." you chuckled, blinking away the distraction of imagining Hyunwoo's pecs. He frowns at your words, tilting his head curiously.

"It's a big city. Most people don't." he shrugs and you shake your head.

"You're just saying that to make me feel better. Sure the city is big but...I don't know." you trail off, feeling your mood take an unexpected turn that you were sure Hyunwoo could detect.

You went to college and you traveled some when you could. Not far but just enough to get that 'change of scenery' feel. But you couldn't bring yourself to uproot your life and step out on faith in a completely new place.

Truth was, you were afraid to leave. Everything about this city was so familiar and fear kept you from broadening your horizons in favor of remaining content in your comfort.

The thought is more depressing now that you were standing before someone from your past, reminding you just how much has changed beyond the little slice of the world you called home.

A forced smile of indifference tugs at your lips and you shrug the thoughts away.

"Doesn't matter though. Anyway...so you'll be in town for about a week, you said?" you ask and Hyunwoo nods.

"Give or take a day. I may or may not head out right after the wedding. We should catch up though. Maybe we can meet for lunch or something this week and you can tell me all about what's changed around here.." he suggests casually.

Your mouth opens just as you're about to respond and as cruel as fate tends to be, a gentle hand at your waist has your response dying on your tongue. You turn and are greeted by an abrupt kiss on the lips from David.

Your husband of 8 years.

He'd appeared so suddenly that you flinch when he kisses you, blinking up at him guiltily for a second.

He doesn't seem irritated though by the softness in his gaze and he smiles fondly at you.

"I looked up and you were gone, what happened?" he asks, acting as if Hyunwoo weren't standing well within earshot.

"Well your phone rang so...I told you I was heading out to the car.." you begin and David abruptly turns his head to finally acknowledge the 6-foot-tall specimen leaning against our car.

"Who's this?" He asks politely, regarding Hyunwoo with a curious smile. You have to blink a few times before remembering your manners and you clear the roughness from your throat to introduce your past to your present.

"Oh, um...Babe this is Hyunwoo. We pretty much grew up together. He's in town for a family wedding. Hyunwoo, this is my...Husband. David." you prattle out as your husband reaches to shake Hyunwoo's offered hand. The words feel like 20-pound weights straining against your tongue for some reason and you stand by awkwardly as they greeted each other cordially.

At the word, Hyunwoo's eyebrows shot up in surprise as he releases David's hand.

"Husband. Wow... that's... that's great. Congratulations Booger.." he says and David's brow crinkles.

The nickname isn't any more charming now than it was back then and you roll your eyes at it in resentment before smiling.

"Thank you.." David responds for you, hugging you close into his side possessively.

Now, you hadn't known your husband to be an insecure man but you could tell he felt the need to exaggerate his claim on you in the presence of such an obviously attractive man. And to be honest, you couldn't blame him.

Making eye contact with Hyunwoo for more than a few seconds felt like a sin and part of you was glad David had shown up when he had.

An awkward spell settles over the three of you where Hyunwoo regarded me with an unreadable yet amused look on his face, while David glanced between the two of you with a melting smile and furrowed brow.

"Well......we should really get going. Wouldnt want the ice cream to melt.

" he says suddenly, nodding stiffly towards Hyunwoo as he grabbed the shopping carts handle. Hyunwoo reaches for the other side, insisting that he had it and would take it back in for them.

"You sure?" David asks half-heartedly and Hyunwoo nods.

"Of course! Don't let me hold you all up. Boog, hit me up this week. We can all get lunch on me if the two of you aren't busy.." he says and you smile at the idea just as David uses a bit more force to guide you towards the passenger side of the car.

You resist a little, glancing back at him curiously before waving goodbye to Hyunwoo.

"Uhm..yeah! Sure...We will" you respond, a little to David's dismay.

Hyunwoo bites down on his smirk at the way David opens your door with a little more force than was needed as he began pushing the cart towards the store's entrance.

"Great. You've got my number..." he calls over his shoulder, making you pause.

"The same number from 2010?" you toss back and Hyunwoo turns to nod.

"Same one." he smiles, its effect much more dazzling now that the sun was shining directly on his face. And it's then that you see a semblance of the boy you once knew. Friendly and dependable. Honest and endearing.

You're admittedly taken aback by the effect his smile has you falling silent and David gives you a questioning look before making sure you were tucked into the car as he shut the door.

Approximately a decade and a half ago...

"Just close your eyes and put your lips like this"

Hyunwoo wrinkles his nose humorously at the way you were pursing your lips at him, seated on your knees in front of him on the grassy ground behind your grandmother's house.

"You look stupid." he chortles, shaking his head. You opened your eyes when you heard him snort and couldn't help but join him. You shove at his shoulder gently as he laughed at your offended expression.

"You wouldn't know what I looked like if you were listening. I told you to close your eyes..." you scold. Hyunwoo rolls his eyes behind his thick-lensed glasses.

"But then how will I know where my lips are going?" He blinks slowly and you pout at the question, glancing around in uncertainty for a moment.

"I don't know...You'll just know! Look, do you want my help or not?" you huffed in frustration. Hyunwoo's expression crinkles skeptically and he scrunches his nose as he pushed his glasses higher up the bridge of his nose.

"I'm starting to have second thoughts. Doesn't seem like you know what you're doing."

That was because you didn't.

At 12 there wasn't much anyone would know about kissing beyond what was seen on television and in movies. And those paid actors and actresses made it look simple enough.

So when Hyunwoo expressed his worry about being the only boy on the junior swim team that hadn't kissed a girl yet, you felt like it was high time he had some sort of experience.

Even if it was just with you.

"Well you're the one who lied and told everyone you knew how to kiss," you remark, making Hyunwoo's expression go sour.

"I only did it 'cause they were messing with me..." he sniffles to adjust his glasses again, turning away to scowl at the grass and dirt beside him.

You didn't understand the fascination those stupid boys had with Hyunwoo and where his lips had been.

He was quiet, unassuming, a little awkward, and the least likely in the school to be seen smooching with girls their age because of how shy he was.

"I don't know why it matters that much to abunch of boys anyway. They should mind their business." You say, sucking your teeth.

Hyunwoo shrugs with indifference as he picked at a fallen twig next to his leg.

"Yeah well... there's one upside to me moving..." he mutters and you lift your head at his pause, now watching him lift the twig and snap it in half passive-aggressively.

"I won't have to deal with those jerks anymore..." he finishes, tossing the stick across the yard and dusting his hand on the knee of his pants.

"Yeah..." you say, your tone painfully melancholy.

He says nothing as he examined his palm, crinkling his brow and pouting as if his thoughts were far from the splinters and dirt scattered over his hand.

After exhaling, he sits up on his knees.

"Alright. I'm ready now."  Hyunwoo sighs again and relaxes his shoulders in surrender before doing as you'd told him before. His small eyes are reduced to slits behind his glasses and his lips pout adorably as he waited.

For a moment you hesitate, only staring at his lips and the steady flow of sadness overcomes you.

Not because the idea of kissing your best friend was appalling.

It was the fact that it would be the first and last time you'd ever do it. Since in 24 hours, he would be getting on a plane with his mother and brother and leaving the childhood he spent with you behind.

New life and new opportunities were something to be celebrated in most cases but the idea of losing the one person who didn't make you feel as ostracized by your peers when he was around made your stomach turn.

Hyunwoo was..is..your best friend.

And perhaps back then you didn't understand the twisted ache that churned in your chest when you were around him to be butterflies, but you knew at that moment that you felt something that wasn't platonic for him.

And this kiss might be all you'd have...

"Ugh...this is dumb. I'll just take my chances with.."

Cutting him off mid-sentence, you place both of your hands on Hyunwoo's chubby cheeks and place your lips against his.

He tenses at first, his eyes going wide and his glasses tilting slightly. But the longer the warmth of your lips pressed against his, he relaxes and his eyes flutter shut.

The butterflies swarmed in your chest and fluttered frantically in your belly. There's no movement. There's no sound.

But it would be a lie to say that the world didn't stop moving for a moment when you finally kissed him.

You pull away just in time to see Hyunwoo blink dazedly, his glasses pushed crooked and his lips stuck in the same adorable pout they were before. Except now, the pink of his lips shined a bit from your lip balm.

For a second you sat there in disbelief, questioning what had come over you so suddenly and why the hell did kissing your best friend make your heart gallop.

Hyunwoo's eyes slowly peeled open and they fall on your blushed face.

He swallows nervously and sucks his bottom lip into his mouth out of habit, tasting your strawberry chapstick.

Your eyes widen at the action, making the dorkiest and most adorable chuckle bubble up from inside of your best friend.

His eyes are reduced to slits when he smiles and a blush ran rampant over his cherub cheeks so suddenly that you couldn't help but join him.

You expected him to be stunned or repulsed even.

But he's only tickled.

"Well?" you ask timidly, your giggles tapering off as Hyunwoo finds his breath. He shrugs his shoulders with his usual nonchalance, pushing his glasses up by scrunching his nose in his usual way.

"Well...it didn't suck" he grunts and you roll your eyes.

"Gee..thanks." You respond, trying to sound as if you didn't care what he thought of the brief connection.

The cyan sky fills your view as you leaned back to lay against the earth, not caring about the dirt and bugs that could be crawling beneath you.

You don't spare him a glance but you could tell Hyunwoo was staring at you dubiously and you resist the urge to scoff and ask him why.

You knew why.

But the boy says nothing as he slowly eased onto his back beside you to join in on the cloud gazing.

"Hey, Booger?"  Hyunwoo says after several minutes of semi-comfortable silence.

You shift your head in the grass to look over at him.

"Yeah?"

Hyunwoo doesn't reciprocate the regard, remaining with his squinted eyes fixed on the rolling billows of white above him.

His expression give nothing away, as it never did, but you could tell in the way his brow shifted that he was conflicted.

"Thanks." is all he can think to say and you smirk at the sentiment before resuming your gaze up at the sky.

"Don't mention it..."

"So....booger huh?

Your husband's voice interrupts your deeply sated daydream that's disguised as interest in whatever was on the screen of your laptop. You lift your head from your abandoned work to find David walking into the bedroom from the master bathroom.

He's fresh from the shower, wearing a pair of grey belted slacks with no shirt. He shuffles a towel through his damp hair roughly and your eyes glazed up his body, pausing at his face as he regarded you expectedly.

Your brows perk up behind your glasses.

"What was that?" you ask and your husband chuckles dryly as he approached his side of the bed. He exhales as he sits, tossing the smaller towel aside.

"Oh I was just wondering about that nickname your friend called you earlier.." he glances over his shoulder at you, amusement clear in his expression.

It only takes a millisecond for your expression to respond for you, and your eyes roll sardonically as they returned to your computer screen.

"Oh, that. Don't ask." You mutter with a tiny shake of the head and David smirks.

"Well, now Im really curious. I bet there's an interesting story there" he resumes, turning his back to you once more and leaning over towards his dresser.

"Not really. It's just a nickname that Hyunwoo made up and would use to bug me when we were kids. It just kind of stuck." you shrug, tapping away at the keyboard.

David grunts at the response, its indication is clear.

"Sounds like you two have been friends for a while. When did you lose contact?" he follows up as he pulls a sleeveless undershirt over his head.

"Um....back in middle school I think. We were in contact a little in high school and college but I haven't seen him since we were kids," you respond distractedly, glazing over some article you were reviewing and David makes the sound again.

The same little grunt jutting from his diaphragm that has you glancing over at him over your glasses.

You watch your husband's back for a moment, admiring the way his muscles and broad shoulders were complimented by the fit of his undershirt. Your head tilts as you watched him shrug on the navy blue button-up shirt he'd ironed and laid out earlier.

"He's handsome," David says suddenly and you straighten your head with a frown. Before you can respond, David shoots you another amused look over his shoulder as he buttoned his shirt. Your eyes narrow into incredulous slits at the way he was looking at you, almost as if he'd caught your hand in the cookie jar and was waiting for you to admit that you were guilty.

"Is he? Looks the same to me as when we were little.." you respond with a shrug and David scoffs humorlessly as he turned away.

"Right.." he stands, finishing off the top button of his shirt before tucking it in.

You watch David continue to dress himself and pack his suitcase silently, him not even acting as if showering for 30 minutes and wearing cologne to go back to catch a flight on a weeknight wasn't suspicious.

He'd told you before he hopped in the shower of his plans but you felt like probing.

"So tell me again why you're flying out to Chicago this late?" you ask, trying not to sound so accusatory and David furrows his brow at you as he kneeled to tie the staple waxed cotton laces of his dress shoes.

"I thought I told you earlier, babe.... there's an issue with my client. They need some help with their upcoming testimony and this was the best time for them to meet," he responds as casually as he told you before.

That's when the tension set in your jawline and that uneasy feeling of your intuition nagging at you boils in your gut.

He was lying.

You knew he was lying when he'd told you the first time.

For months you'd notice a change in David's behavior. It started subtly. The impromptu out-of-town meetings on weekends or staying at the firm long after business hours were over.

The constant excuses to take a call in another room or leaving his phone face down at the dinner table.

You didnt want to make an issue of it at first. David hadnt given you any reason before to suspect him of being unfaithful and his absence had been something you'd grown used to when he was assigned big cases in the past.

But something was different lately.

"This short of notice though?" you say anyway, just wanting to be humored by his lies. David is finishing up on his other shoe by the time you respond and he nods distractedly as he stood.

"Yep....look I'll try to be back by Friday but you know how these things are babe. This is a big case..everything has to be..."

"...has to be perfect. Yeah. I get it." you interrupt him, not hiding your resentment at all now.

David pauses to look at you, watching the way you were now nose-deep with focus on what was on your computer, refusing to engage any further.

He waits a moment, expecting another question to come as he buttoned his cuffs, but you said nothing.

You were tired of asking questions you knew you wouldn't get the true answer to and part of you felt like he knew it too.

David sighs before turning away and you steal a glance at his back as he collected his luggage, wallet, phone, and keys from the shelf near the door.

"Oh...Don't wait around ok? I don't want you to miss out on any beauty rest. We have that banquet coming up." he stops to say and you mumble something amidst his rushed 'I love you' as he made his exit.

He didn't even bother to kiss you goodbye like he used to, and it admittedly stung despite part of you being grateful.

And as the door closed, the leak in the dam of your emotions springs free and rolls singularly down your cheek.

"Love you too.."

A/N:

Smuts in Part 2😜

God Damn : Changkyun❤️‍🔥

A/N: (i wrote this like over a year ago and never edited it🙃) Changkyun x reader (1st person), toxic breakup, drinking, angst, raw sex, rough sex. Emotional and smutty...I apologize in advance. 🌚

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"I'm really worried about him."

"He hasn't been himself since you left..."

"He's so lost without you..."

"He's not responding to any of us and we can't find him..."

"Please Mira.....you're the only one who knows him like us..maybe even better than us. He'll talk to you."

That last text from Kihyun was the hardest one to ignore because it was true.

I did know Changkyun better than his friends and that was one of the reasons why I left him in the first place.

I was done with him and this fucking city, already packed and in a hotel until the day of my flight came. This place held too many memories for me to remain here after our separation some months ago and the wounds were too fresh to risk the temptation to go back.

It hurts but I can't keep living like this.

Neither can he.

I knew I would find him here though.

He was such a creature of habit that it annoyed me that his friends wouldn't think to look here first.

It never fails.

He was always so easy to predict and sometimes I wish he'd prove me wrong.

Just once.

Maybe this is a setup.

Hmm...

The smoke was thick and blinding in the crowded basement and the bass shook the walls as I descended from the final step. The rain and thunder outside were drowned out immediately by the music and I have to squint my eyes to see through the haze as I stepped through it.

It was a typical Saturday night and the mutual acquaintance and owner of the house was hosting one of his usual boozed-up functions that I admittedly used to look forward to. But we all have to grow up sometime.

I moved through the swaying crowd of people too drunk and high to care about making way for the angry curly-headed brunette searching the crowd. All of them were lost in the rhythm of the music.

And whatever else they were on...

I hoped he would be among the many in the small sea of stoners. Make my life easy just once would you, Im Changkyun.

Fucking pain in my ass.

Eventually, I made my way to the furthest corner of the party which was illuminated by beaming red LEDs. Several booths lined the back wall where a single light bulb glowed above each table. All of them were littered with paraphernalia, hookahs, empty liquor bottles, and ashtrays filled to the brim with roaches (not the bugs) and cigarette butts. The stink of smoke was even more potent here since it was the source and it burned my eyes the closer I got.

That's when I saw him.

I know it was him immediately by the sway of his long unkept hair hanging in his face. His black leather jacket is draped behind him and the bulge of his tattooed bicep flexes beneath his loose white v-neck tee. He sat with his head down, his elbows resting on the table and his hands running through his hair.

He's alone. Thankfully. Or else this would have been thrice as awkward. It was at that moment that I questioned my intentions as I lingered a few feet away.

Why am I here?

I should just call one of his friends and tell them he's here.

Jooheon would be happy to pull up with Hosoek more than likely to take over.

Kihyun would march straight up to him and yank him up by his collar.

Minhyuk would most likely do something similar after cussing him out for worrying everyone.

Hyunwoo would sit and talk some sense into him, convince him to pull himself out of this ditch he'd buried himself in.

Hyungwon would drink with him for a little before convincing him to quit and go home.

They were his friends. They should be the ones to handle him in his ruins. Not me.

I should just call one of them.

I should walk away now.

I should...

I'm about to step back into the darkness of the dance floor but suddenly go stiff when Changkyun lifts his head and for the first time in what feels like forever I see his face.

He seems thinner, his jawline sharper than I remember, and there is a red smudge staining the corning of his bottom lip. That's when I noticed the redness on his knuckles.

The scrapes, bruises, and scars.

What had he done to himself after we went our separate ways? Drinking himself into a stooper aside. What demons had he been battling that I couldn't bear witnessing any longer?

Without thinking about it anymore, I approached him with a fast beating and heavy heart. I'm gonna get him out of here and be done.

For good.

I stand beside where he's seated and wait for him to notice me, hoping he isn't too far gone in the glass of what I presumed to be some form of cognac with no ice.

It only takes a few seconds for Changkyun to lift his head to look up at me with blank eyes. It's as if I was just some random girl blocking the light. But after a few seconds of exaggeratedly slow blinking, his expression changes from indifference to annoyance.

"Amira?" I catch on his lips. Changkyun looks me up and down, studying me in my jeans and coat before lazily locking eyes with me again.

"I'm here to take you home." I raise my voice and the look of irony on my ex's face gives me pause.

"Home...." He slurs with a tsk as he drags his eyes back down to the swirling liquor in his glass.

I furrow my brow at him but choose to dismiss the look of disgust on his face.

"Get up," I say with more urgency, not even bothering to raise my voice. Changkyun scoffs lightly before picking up the short-cut glass set before him on the table.

My face hardened as he ignored me to take a sip of the amber substance, his Adams Apple bobbing as he swallowed.

"I am home so.......Fuck off...." He mumbles, gesturing towards the glass as he sucks in another sip.

He was so stubborn when was drunk.

Definitely NOT going to miss that.

Losing my patience, I reach for the glass before he can take another sip and Changkyun's lightning reflexes seem well intact judging by how quickly he moved the cup from my reach. But in the process, he also underestimates the strength of his grip and the small glass shatters in his grasp.

Broken shards fall over the tabletop, spilling the alcohol all over its surface. No one around reacts to the scene though, leaving only me to witness the frustration in Changkyun's expression.

"God dammit..." I hear him huff and my eyes go wide at the steady stream of blood tricking from his palm. He doesn't seem to notice it though and is staggering to his feet like a drone. I already knew what he was after, a drink to replace that one and I wasn't having it.

"No," I say as I grabbed him by the wrist. Changkyun looks down at my hand then at me and scoffs.

"What are you doing?" He furrows his brow with an arrogant smirk.

"You can barely walk. No more drinking. Let's go." I yell over the music.

"Go home, Mira..."

"I'm not leaving here without you!"

"For fucks sake..."

Changkyun drunkenly scoffs at me again before snatching out of my grasp. I quickly grab his other and it turns into an obnoxious game of snatch and grab on the dance floor.

If I weren't so annoyed and pissed, I would be embarrassed at how childish we must have looked. Standing there playing tug of war with each other. Of course, I was no match for Changkyun's strength but I was sober. This meant my reaction time reflexes and persistence were bound to have him relenting to my will eventually.

It took some convincing and a bit of manhandling on my end to get Changkyun to leave the basement. Thankfully, there seems to be a break in the storm and I glance up at the sky with relief.

At least we wouldn't have to walk in the rain on top of me dragging this drunk ass.

My mood plummets once we reach the sidewalk. Because the moment we're outside and the humid air hits him, I flinch at how Changkyun suddenly moves out of my reach to double over a random trash can.

Ugh.

I rolled my eyes even harder as he wretched into the metal bin, resisting the urge to go to him. To rub his back and stroke his hair. To comfort him through the inevitable.

I don't though.

That wasn't my job anymore.

We stumble up the sidewalk for a few blocks until we reach his apartment building and I get him inside using the code I'd memorized from frequent use over the years. It was now pouring again and we were drenched by the time we stepped inside the building's lobby.

I get him inside and shiver at the chilling temperature from the doorway. As if being soaked to the bone with rainwater wasn't enough. It seemed as though just to vex me, my thoughtless drunk of an ex kept his heat off all day.

"Ugh..." I exhale again. Standing here cussing him in my mind wouldn't get us warm so with me supporting most of his weight, we enter.

A trail of wet shoes and outerwear lay abandoned by the front door and the hum of the heat filling the old vents of his apartment swirl around us as I sat in the living room.

I kept his lights dim and left the TV off as I listened to the rain pattering against the windows.

Changkyun snored softly in the spot I allowed him to plop down on the couch and he'd fallen asleep immediately, his hair and shirt still damp, leaving me on the armchair opposite of him.

There Amira. The job was done.

You can leave now.

Leave him and all of this torment behind you.

I said that to myself as I rose to my feet. Changkyun remained still and sleeping with his face mushed against the cushion, his wet hair fanned out over his head.

Why did he have to be so cute AND such a disaster all at once?

Lightning strikes, spooking me to sit back down on the indented sofa. Then another chill ran over my body despite the warming air, reminding me of the weather I'd be facing again once I stepped outside.

An Uber or cab would cost a bit.

And the metro station was too far to walk to in the rain.

Perhaps I should have thought this through, instead of allowing Kihyun's worrisome ass to convince me to do this.

"Dammit.." I sigh, ultimately deciding it would be best to stay put. Hopefully, Changkyun remained asleep by the time the storm let up enough for me to sneak out of there.

So I stayed, reluctantly, and leaned my head back against the cushion of the sofa.

Between the thunder, the buzzing hum of the heating system in his apartment, and the soft sound of Changkyun's muffled snoring, it wasn't long before my eyes began to roll back sleepily.

"Hey...."

I flinch and my eyes pop open to find Changkyun standing before me in the living room, shirtless with his wild mane sitting messily atop his head.

It looked as if he'd awakened some time ago and taken a shower since he's in different clothes and the clean scent of his shampooed hair is detectable from his proximity.

I gulp as my eyes travel down his body of their own volition but blink away any inappropriate ideas before they can form. I lift my gaze to find him staring at me with the same dark interest.

"You're still here..." he states calmly as I sit up in the seat and he regards me just as soft as his voice as I glance around the room with mild confusion.

It was still dark outside but the storm had eased up significantly.

Damn...

How long was I asleep?

His eyes seemed more sober than they were before he passed out and I looked up at him speculatively.

That's a relief.

"Um...yeah. Must have dozed off.." I mutter, grimacing as I shake the sleepiness away.

Changkyun makes a noise that could have either been a scoff or a snort of humor.

"Yeah. Me too.." he chuckles, but his smile doesn't touch his eyes as it trailed off.

I can't imagine the headache he must have right now.

At his pause, I take it upon myself to continue.

"I stuck around hoping that the storm would let up a bit and dry off. I wasn't trying to..."

"Naw it's cool. You don't have to explain...Shit, to be honest...I don't even remember how I got home. Glad you had something to do with that and not some random..." he chuckles shamelessly and although I know he saying it in a joking manner, I know he is serious.

There's no telling how many women he's brought back here after getting shitfaced.

The thought makes my stomach turn.

"Yeah well...Since you're awake, I should probably get going..." I concede amid his nervous chuckling, preparing to stand and Changkyun immediately lifts his hands to stop me.

"What? No...I mean... it's still raining and it's late. People drive like dick heads over here when it's wet..." he says, his choice of words always colorful.

"It's fine...I didn't drive. I took the train." I said truthfully.

Changkyun frowns at my response.

"You took the train? What happened to your car?" He asks and I go tense.

Oh boy.

"I.......sold it," I answer him, tucking my lips between my teeth as I wait for him to digest the answer.

The two of us hadn't spoken in a while which meant I hadn't made him aware of me moving away, let alone me selling the car he'd spent countless hours working on for free.

Other than it being in my name and me being financially responsible for it, Changkyun put just as many miles and effort into it as if it were his.

"You sold your car..." he deadpans and I nod affirmatively.

Bravely.

Awkwardly.

"Yep. For a really good price to a guy I knew from uptown. I.... can't afford to take it with me so.."

"Oh right! Because you're moving out of the city." Changkyun interrupts me.

The sluggishness in his voice was no longer present, telling me he was for sure sober. But that same hint of disdain and disgust presented itself as he spoke. I open my mouth to respond but he cuts me off.

"Yeah....I know. Kinda saw it on Instagram. The whole "going away party" threads on your friend's stories gave me the clue. Sucks that I couldn't hear the news from you but...ya know." he shrugs sullenly.

I stand there quietly for a moment, unsure of what to say.

"Yeah." is all I can muster and Changkyun scoffs.

"Yeah.." he chuckles breathily, turning away from me as he runs a hand through his hair. I watched him begin to pace slowly, rubbing at the back of his neck and flaunting his bare upper body to the neon glow of the street lights just beyond his apartment window.

"I get it though. Of course you sold it. I mean...why not? You could always just get a replacement. Since that's your way of doing shit anyway. Commit to something, get it all fixed up, and just...walk away from it." He turns on his heel to throw in before turning his back to me again.

His statement stuns me and I'm left speechless as he continues away from me.

I watch his back and the shadows cast against his muscles from the dimness as he walks over to his array of liquor bottles lined up against the back wall of the kitchen counters. He reaches for a half-empty Hennesy, twisting the cap and tipping it back for a hefty sip that's swallowed down like water.

I furrow my brow at the way his shoulders sag in relief as he turns to me.

"You could have told me, you know? Thought we were better than that," he remarks stiffly before he lifts the bottle back to his lips, gazing over its body at me as he takes another sip.

His eyes are expectant and I just stare back, too tired to indulge him.

I sigh heavily and begin patting my pockets to make sure my phone and wallet are still there before spotting my keys on his coffee table.

"The only reason I'm here was because Kihyun reached out." I snatch them up and they jingle loudly as I step around the table. Changkyun frowns at the sound of his friend's name on my lips and narrows his eyes.

"Why the fuck would he hit you up?" he asks and I snort at the bitterness of his question.

"I asked myself the same thing. But he figured I was his last resort in getting in contact with you, seeing as how you've been avoiding everyone and missing work. Believe me, though, I'm starting to wish he hadn't..." I respond honestly breezing past Changkyun in the direction of his guest bathroom.

The only reason I'm able to move so comfortably around his apartment was that Id damn near made it my second home in the duration of our tumultuous relationship.

I wouldn't be surprised if I still had a toothbrush or a box of tampons here.

I flip the light switch, not at all surprised to find Changkyun following close behind and my disheveled reflection staring back at me in the mirror. My curls had dried only a little and my makeup was smudged a tad but not ruined.

"Right..because I'm not your problem anymore." He chuffs, taking another sip and I roll my eyes at his antics as I try to tend to my appearance. I run my fingers through my hair roughly before snatching a paper towel off the roll, dampening it before wiping just below my eyeline.

"You were never my problem Changkyun. The only one here with problems was you." I mutter distractedly, frowning at how difficult it was to wipe away my mascara. My response seems to amuse him and an ironic smirk crosses his face as he leans against the doorway.

"And I'm guessing that's why you left? Me and my problems? Just me though, right? Since you're so perfect..." he asks with a cheeky tone and I hiss irritably as I abruptly turn to face him.

"What choice did I have? What choice did you give me? All we do is fight. It's not healthy for either of us and I'm exhausted. YOU are exhausting. I never claimed to be perfect but you..." I go on and Changkyun nods cynically as I speak.

"Yeah...c'mon. Lay it on me. Tell me how horrible I am despite all the shit I've done for you...I'm the fucking worst right?" He chortles and I can't help but laugh.

"Like I haven't done shit for you! Don't act like that negates the fact that you can't change or that...I don't know...We just aren't compatible anymore. That we've grown apart..."

"I'm not changing for somebody who doesn't know what the fuck they want. Ok?" Changkyun cuts in, jutting his forefingers into his sternum emphatically.

"You're impossible to satisfy Mira! You want me to be someone that I'm not. At least not yet...You put pressure on me to do shit how you want and when I fall short, I'm the bad guy. I never cheated on you. Never put my hands on you..."

"Gee, thanks for the bare minimum of common decency Kyun. I appreciate it." I mumble amid his rambling...

"..when you suggested seeing a shrink, I was open to it.." he continues.

"But did you go?" I tack on and he rolls his eyes.

"That's not the point. You gotta give me time. This shit here? Talking about my feelings...this is new territory for me. You never cut me any slack. You just criticize and jet like you're doing now.."

"Because I'm tired of cutting you slack. I'm tired of waiting...I wanted us to evolve and be better together. I wanted us to live together officially and live healthier and get married and..." I trail off, the words clogging my throat as the heartbreak of feeling rejected by him swell.

For a while, we were fine.

But eventually, I wanted more than what he was willing to give. And he tried to appease me and distract me from the fact that our relationship had hit a plateau.

It took us having a pregnancy scare for me to really see how unprepared he was for us moving forward.

"...but you've made it explicitly clear that that's not what you want." I nearly choke on the sob threatening to break through.

We'd been through this too many times and rehashing it was the last thing I wanted. Changkyun blinked a few times as if he needed to gauge my demeanor before responding.

Then he looked away painfully, grimacing a bit as he rubbed at the back of his neck with a troubled sigh.

"I know...I'm just..not ready.." he mutters, his eyes now on the floor. His jaw tightened and shifted as he contemplated something and I remained in front of the bathroom sink patiently. 

The silence between us was deafening and the longer I gazed at him and his conflicted state, the stronger my urge to cry became.

I love this man.

So much that it hurts to even say it.

Changkyun lifts his head suddenly at the sound of me sniffling and I curse myself for letting a tear escape.

I turn my back to wipe it away with a shaky huff.

"I know. And I'm not waiting for you to be. I can't. I'm just done." I shake my head, avoiding the searing look in his eyes I knew he was giving me.

I sniffle again, scanning his bathroom for the tiny waste bin to discard the charcoal-streaked paper towel and Changkyun stands unmoved in the doorway as I brush past him.

Before I'm clear of him, I feel his hand gripping me by the wrist.

I pause, anticipating the inevitable. Another condescending remark to get a rise out of me, provoking me to engage in more back and forth. Feeding his selfish need to drain me until I was as empty as he felt.

But to my surprise, he says nothing.

At his silence, I turn to find him staring at our now intertwined fingers sadly.

His brow creased painfully and the muscles in his jaw tensed as he bit back the urge to cry, the urge that glistened in his hooded eyes.

"You can't be angry at me for not wanting what you want when you want it," he repeats and I roll my eyes, pulling my hand from his with little effort. He doesn't try to stop me from withdrawing despite us moving like magnets. He drags behind me to the living room mindlessly.

"I'm not doing this...." I mutter as I scan the room as if I'd forgotten something.

"You're here, so you are. We..are doing this." He grits, his tone making me turn on my heel to face him with the full intention to cuss and give him exactly what he wanted.

But the way he glares into me with broken eyes and his sullen shoulders, I'm rendered silent.

"We could have worked this out but instead you did what you always do when shit gets tough. Run away.." he closes the distance between us tentatively, his voice shaking as he spoke.

I shake my head at the conviction in his voice, knowing we were at an impasse.

"Right.." I chuckle before wiping my eyes one more time. I lift them to match his glare intensely.

"And you go and do what you always do when you can't take accountability for shit. Go and find solace at the bottom of a liquor bottle until you're painting the floor with it."

I know the words a daggers to him when he narrows his eyes.

"And you're such a saint." Changkyun tuts his brow arrogantly at me.

Yes. There was a time when getting black-out drunk and high was considered a good time. And those horrible habits were the reason Changkyun and I bonded. Mutual interests evolved as did our relationship and loving him made being under the influence less necessary.

"Well, it's a good thing we ended things right? Since we're so different..." I shrug and Changkyun scoffs, looking away with his tongue sticking through the skin of his cheek. When he looks back, it's with a look that always used to make my core tighten.

"I didn't end shit." he insists, narrowing his eyes at him darkly.

"I know."

"Exactly. So stop acting like I wronged you in all of this. Stop acting like I'm the one who broke your heart, Mira."

The tears were flowing freely by now and I neither had the will or strength to resist them anymore. Eyes rimmed red and shining, I let out a laugh that morphs into a muffled sob.

"I had to. Don't you understand? For the sake of my sanity, I had to walk away because I was not going to sit back and watch you destroy yourself. To watch us destroy each other. I loved you too much to continue this. I tried but I just couldn't. I had to be done."

"What if I'm not?"

"Kyun..."

"I don't wanna be done."

He stares at me blankly for a moment, his eyes reading the way I avoided his with a melancholy smirk.

Suddenly Im inhaling the malted mix of cognac and mint as he grabbed me at the back of my neck, pulling me forward so that he could rest his forehead against mine.

His eyes bore into mine, dark as obsidian and just as hard. The tip of his nose brushes mine and he tilts his head so his words are painted against my lips in an exalted exhale.

"And neither do you.." he mouths, our parted lips sharing a desperate breath for a moment before one of us gives in.

And it's him.

It's always him.

The darkness in his eyes was sinful when he pulled away and I'm ashamed to have been the one chasing his lips a little when he did.

His presence was more intoxicating than any liquor I ever consumed.

The way neon lights from beyond the window blinked against the side of his face, highlighting his chiseled features as he walked me back until I was pressed flat against the wall of his living room.

"Kyunnie?" I stammer as he pressed against me, pinning me to the concrete grey-painted wall, kneading my nape as he tipped his head back just enough to see my face.

His eyes danced with mine for a moment, both of us hesitating and searching for something in the other.

"You hate me, don't you?" He asks.

"I never said that..." I attempt to respond but he shakes his head.

"You never had to..." he cuts me off, his eyes falling to my lips. Without a shred of hesitation, he leans in and kisses me again.

Harder.

More fervently.

Hennessy and desperation lingered on his tongue but he didn't kiss me as if on a drunken impulse. He kissed me as if his life depended on it. Sloppy and frantic. Our teeth clashed at moments as our tongues fought and our voices melded into a melody of muffled moans.

What the hell was happening...

A few minutes ago I was ready to walk away from this part of my life. Ready to end this chapter and close the door on the man who knew better but wouldn't do or be better.

Toxic wasn't even the word.

His mouth parts from mine and he trails sloppy desperate pecks down from my lips to my neck.

My weakness.

The moment his lips grazed my skin, chills ran over my entire body, and Changkyun wasted no time in taking my flesh between his teeth. His hard body felt hot against mine and I wasn't sure if it was his heartbeat I felt through my clothes or my own. But what I did know was that I needed him.

In more than just a physical sense.

I needed him all over me.

On top of me.

Inside me.

His tongue swipes over the series of love bites he placed on my skin and I moan his name needingly. I feel him smile against me and chuckle softly before sucking a mark over my pulse.

He knew he had me the moment he sunk his teeth into my skin. Im putty in his hands and anything he desired was his as long as he was willing to fulfill mine.

Seconds later, we're falling back against his couch with me straddling his waist and him ripping my clothes off. It was not long before Im naked and gazing down at the length of Changkyun's dick standing up in his grasp.

He bites his lip, dragging his hooded gaze up my body as if he'd never seen it before.

Or as if he believed he'd never see it again.

He squeezed my hip with his other hand, encouraging me to grind my hips against him a few times before rising to my knees.

Wordlessly, he guides me down to sink into me slowly. A slow hiss blows between his teeth before his jaw goes slack and my eyes flutter shut in ecstasy at the slight sting.

It felt like forever since I'd had him inside me but it couldn't have been long enough for me to forget how he stretched me. I moan shamelessly with my head thrown back, my waist already whining against him and Changkyun reaches up to tangle his fingers with the hair at my nape.

He pulls me forward, forcing me to look at him as he buries himself as deep as I'll allow him.

"Fuck me baby...fuck me like you fucking hate me.." Changkyun demands, the growl in his deep raspy voice driving me wild with emotion and lust.

I obey immediately, placing my hands on the back of the couch for better support. I slowly roll my hips back and forth to find my rhythm, using my lower body strength to bounce on him. Every movement pushes him deeper and I soon lose myself completely in how good he felt.

Like he was made for me.

My moans soon drowned out the sound of our skin slapping together, the wetness and stimulation pushing me closer to climax.

It never took long for Changkyun to make me cum. He knew my body that well and at times I resented it. He was arrogant with the power he held and it's shown in the amusement written all over his face right now.

His brow is perked and his eyes are fixed on my face, relishing in the painfully pleasured expression of my impending orgasm as he bucked his hips to drive himself exactly where I needed him.

When my legs begin to shake, he smiles and fucks into me faster until a rush of release spurts out and around his dick. My warmth and wetness surrounded him like a waterfall, and he fought against the current effortlessly as I cried out.

"Oh my god.." I drawl out and Changkyun silences anything else I might have said by pulling me in by the neck to kiss him sloppily.

He hugs me against him, holding me in place as his hips continue to roll upwards and stroking me slowly as we kiss.

"I changed my mind..." I mutter against his lips and he hums questioningly.

"I do hate you..." I finish, his only response being a cruel chuckle that makes my walls clench around him.

"Fuck, Mira..." he whispers, taking my bottom lip between his teeth. I pull back slowly, allowing the flesh to stretch before he releases it with reluctance.

I attempt to untangle myself from him but his embrace only tightens with resistance.

Before I can question him, Changkyun grunts as he stands with his arms hooked beneath my legs. My eyes widen in surprise to find his hardened gaze fixated on where were still connected, biting his lip and bouncing my body against his dick.

This angle was even more torturous as it not forced him deeper, but the constant feel of me pounding against him had my clit throbbing from the friction. Not to mention the fact that he held me up and fucked me like this for a while, reminding me of how strong he was physically.

I almost feel like I can't breathe and my voice is hoarse from moaning. I most likely came again. Or a few times. I wouldn't be able to tell. I can barely see since tears still blurred my vision from before and I had no choice but to be at the mercy of my ex and his determination to prove a point.

Though, I had no idea or care of what it was.

"You hate me? Hmm...you hate me?" He grunted in time with his hard strokes, still holding me up in his arms.

I mumble his name endlessly and amidst a string of breathy moans.

I do hate him.

Hate him for ruining all men for me after this.

Hate him for always fucking me..making love to me..like his life depended on it.

Hate him for branding himself on my damaged soul so that every time I closed my eyes, my heart projected his face against the blank walls of my mind.

Hate him for giving me no choice other than to love him.

Fuck, I love him.

Changkyun pauses to step briskly with me still in his hold, nudging his already open bedroom door away for us to enter.

A chill ran over my skin as he stepped deeper into his room. The scent of his cologne and bed sheets trigger memories I fought to forget and I gasp when the softness of his them grace my back.

He doesn't waste another second.

He spreads me wide, keen eyes on where his dick still split me and a thick stream of saliva drips from his tongue and onto the point where we met.

As if it was needed.

I just think he got harder at the idea of stuffing me with as much of his DNA as he could.

And I hate to admit how hot it was.

"Kyun.." I sigh and his eyes snap up to my begging eyes as he sinks into me.

His hips rock my body higher on the mattress and his solid arms cage me against his chest as he fucked me.

Slowly.

Purposefully.

It wasn't hurried and frantic like before.

He curled into me and stroked my warm velvety walls with a gentleness I'd missed from him.

He savored me.

On his lips. On his tongue. In my sex.

Changkyun made love to me like a man stroking against a current, fighting his way to shore.

He fucked me as if it pained him not to.

I felt his lips kissing the shell of my ear as he whispered my name.

Over and over.

I can tell he's unraveling and that the moment is limited.

I held him against me, my nails scraping over his back as he rocked into me faster and harder, making me gasp.

I needed him.

Maybe not beyond this moment or these four walls.

But I needed him now in any way I could.

He'd barely pulled out in time before he spurts himself all over the face of my pussy, hiccuping my name against my throat as he came.

He strokes himself slowly, squeezing the final few drops of cum over my pink folds before pressing his dick back inside of me.

He's still rock hard and my slicked walls welcome him in with zero resistance.

I brace my hands against his hard biceps as he sank deeper inside of me to the hilt, the tip of him pressing as far as it would go. He flexes his hips and pushes himself impossibly deep.

So deep that I can feel our pulses throbbing between us.

So deep that it was as if he was yearning to touch a part of me that he never felt. A part of me that would be our saving grace and keep the withering connection between us alive.

But all I felt was pain.

Sweet.

Somber.

Sobering.

Pain.

"Changkyun...." I whimper beneath him and he eases back an inch with a heavy sigh as he lays his full weight over me.

He rests his face in the crook of my neck and I feel his warm touch caressing my face. His thumb swipes over the apple of my cheek, sweeping over the trail of tears that still flowed from my eyes.

For a while we just lay there, leveling our labored breaths and staring into the sepia tone of his darkened apartment bedroom. I feel myself drifting asleep until the deep vibrations of Changkyun's tired voice pull me back up.

"Hmm?" I rasp and he sniffs and swallows the hard lump of emotion in his throat, hugging our naked bodies tighter together.

"I don't blame you...for hating me." He says shakily, sniffling again. If it weren't for his grip on me and my fatigue, I would have pushed him away just enough for me to see his face.

I furrow my brow and contemplate what I could say to him in response. Just to ease the pain in his voice a touch because I did love him that much.

But...

"I hate me too..." he adds on, squeezing me again.

Changkyun turns his face so that that his nose brushes against my nape and his shuddering breath against my skin makes me shiver.

He cries there for a moment and the weakened tone of his light sobs pull me down into the abyss with him. I say nothing though. Knowing anything I could say would either sound patronizing or enabling.

Or a like a lie.

And I just couldn't do it anymore.

But God Dammit if it didn't hurt.

"I'm sorry." He whipsers after his silence sets a pause in his tears. The words sound painful for him to say and for some reason, my heart ached.

This changed nothing. He was still who he was and so was I. As much as we loved each other, it would never be enough.

"Me too. " Is all I can manage to say and I tangle my fingers in the sweat-damp hair at his nape, stroking his scalp with my fingertips soothingly as we both lay motionless.

Still connected in the only way we could be.

🥵

Thinking of doing a Boyfriend series for Monsta X🤔 Im sure its been done hella times but oh well lol been thinking bout it for a minute. Because just look at them

Yea im gonna do it🌚

💭❤️‍🔥Boyfriend Hyunwoo❤️‍🔥💭

The aloof boyfriend

Emotionally❤️

He is a smart man but lawd he's oblivious sometimes when it comes to relationships and feelings. At least when it comes to the less mature aspects of them.

Like communicating. He's an amazing communicator if you don't nag. You have to talk to this man and tell him exactly what's bothering you or what you want or else he's just not gonna get it. He's straight forward guy so he's not one to play those mind games of cat & mouse, silent treatments, or cold shoulders. That annoys him like hell.

He WILL NOT try to read your mind. If he asks you 'What's the matter?' And you say 'nothing', mans is just going to roll over and go to sleep and you're gonna be in your feelings. It's not that he doesn't care. He does, or else he wouldn't ask.

He's just not that perceptive of unsaid things. 

Hyunwoo frowned as he chewed slowly when you stepped past him. Normally you'd speak or request a chaste kiss on the lips in greeting if you two hadn't seen each other all day, but tonight you hadn't said more than a few words to him since you got home.

The space between the couch and table was sparse, giving your boyfriend a millisecond of interrupted mealtime before clearing him.

Your body plops against the leather cushions with an exaggerated sigh that makes Hyunwoo's brow twitch. He looks over at you, noting your crossed arms, pouted lips, and scowl trained on the FIFA highlights reel on the screen.

"You alright?" He lifts his brow and you don't even spare him a look when you nod.

"Yep. Just fine." You moped, pretending to care about what he was watching. Hyunwoo knew you didn't. You hated sports and usually only tolerated them if it gave you an excuse to cuddle on him while he watched. But you didn't seem to be in the cuddling mood either.

After watching you squirm lower against the corner of the couch for a few more seconds, he stoops his head over his bowl with his chopsticks in hand, blowing the noodles and pushing them around in a mini whirlpool before bringing a nest of them to his lips.

"Hmm. Doesn't seem like it.." he mutters before he blows the bundle of noodles again, slurping them into his mouth shortly after. Your jaw tenses and you shoot him a side eye to watch him continue to eat his food and watch TV, not showing you any signs of concern.

It didn't help that he looked so good, half-naked, sitting shirtless in his baggy sweat pants that stretched widely from how his legs were spread.

Hyunwoo says nothing else to you for several minutes and it finally gets to you. A frustrated huff from the opposite end of the couch has Hyunwoo turning his head to look at you again, this time with his brow creased deeply in annoyance.

"Is there something you want to talk about or are you just angry to be angry?" He asks you and the lack of a clue in his voice has your chest churning.

Of course, there was but you didn't want to sound childish for being upset over Hyunwoo seemingly forgetting that today was your anniversary. It has been a year and while he might not be counting, you were.

You didn't expect anything grand from him but at least him letting you know he remembered. But he didn't mention it at all today. And to add insult to injury, you'd bought his gift two months ago and it was hidden in your apartment, ready and waiting to be given.

Not that you were a tit-for-tat type of person, but the gift represented the thought of him being in your life this long, and the fact that he hadn't even acknowledged it hurt your feelings a little bit.

"I don't know...Is there?" you bounce your knee over the other as you glare at him piercingly.

Hyunwoo just blinks as he stares back at you, visibly perplexed to the point where you just stand up from the couch abruptly and stomp out of the living room. His eyes follow you until you disappear down the hallway and he lets out a heavy sigh before dropping the chopsticks in the bowl.

Physically💋

Hyunwoo isn't outwardly affectionate. Not really big on PDA but will stake his claim on you in public by keeping his hand on your thigh while seated, holding your hand while walking, or holding your waist while waiting in line somewhere. He's the jealous type but he'll never tell you. So he just makes sure to keep his hands on you in some way to make it clear you're with him.

In private, he's similar. Not overly affectionate in daily life but he never leaves you without a heartfelt kiss on the lips, accompanied by a pleasantly suffocating bear hug. Or, when he suspects that you are upset with him and are having some difficulties with expressing yourself, he likes to walk up behind you and place the softest kiss on your neck, then your shoulder, as he pulls you into an intimate embrace with your back against his chest.

"Tell me what's wrong." He says against the curve of your neck. His lips always felt good when they were on your skin and his arms, firm and smooth to the touch, always made your body melt against him when he held you like this.

He'd caught you in the bedroom shortly after you stormed out, standing in front of your mirror that was mounted on the wall across from the bed. You were about to remove your jewelry and get ready to call it a night when he approached you.

"Nothing. I'm just tired." You lie, shrugging him off of you as begin taking off your earrings. This doesn't deter Hyunwoo one bit and he merely moves to take up the other side of your neck to pepper with kisses. His hands resting at your hips rise to the curve of your waist, pulling your ass back against him suggestively.

"Tired? Already...the sun's barely down."

He kissed your neck some more, pausing between lingering pecks to look up at you in the mirror with the tiniest mischievous smirk.

Now he was really messing with you.

Forgets your anniversary, has the whole day to redeem himself but opts to do nothing but literally kiss up to at the end of the night as if you were in the mood for anything other than sleep.

"I'm not in the mood." you reiterate, pressing the diamond stud into the earring back. Hyunwoo still isn't phased by the attitude.

You are about to leave him standing at the mirror alone when the hand holding your waist reaches back to pull something from his back pocket.

With his chin still resting on your shoulder, Hyunwoo presents you with a white envelope signed with only a little heart and smiley face.

You glance up at him curiously in the mirror and he smiles, his eyes dropping to the proffered envelope expectedly.

"Open it," he instructs and you slowly take it from him. As you open it, Hyunwoo steps back to give you some space to do just that. You tear into the envelope carefully to find a pretty Hallmark card that you were sure he picked up on his way home from work.

Typical.

But it was what was inside that made your heart melt.

It was a brochure for a spa resort in Busan you'd been wanting to go to but could never find the time. But now it looks like you wouldn't have to since Hyunwoo found the time for you.

No wonder he'd been asking about your schedule lately. He wasn't very subtle about it but you figured he was planning to take you to dinner or something. Not a weekend getaway.

His eyes were reduced to slits from smiling when you turned around to look at him but they soften the moment he sees the tears welling in your eyes.

"We're gonna go here? Foreal?" you ask

"I mean it's not Paris. Figured I'd save that for next yearOOF!"

Your arms wrapped around his neck so suddenly that he stumbled back a step, immediately reciprocating the hug as you nuzzled his neck.

"I hate you so much.." you hiccup and Hyunwoo chuckles against your hair.

"Why? You thought I forgot?" His smirk prevails, his eyes committing your shocked expression to memory.

"I did! You didn't say anything!! Why would you wait all day to give me this you dummy?!"

A frequent term of endearment that never bothered him. He smiles at the shake in your voice before kissing your temple.

He pulls away just enough to see your face again and you gaze up at him.

"Because... you're sexy when you're mad." he concedes, leaning down to calm your trembling pout with his lips.

Sexually💦

Similarly to how he prefers to communicate versus reading your mind, Hyunwoo is the same way with sex. While he's very skilled at what he does, you can't always expect him to know how you like it if you don't tell him. And despite him being oblivious any other time, he knows when you're holding something back sexually.

In most scenarios, he is a pretty vanilla guy. (We love vanilla BTW) But he's also a tad competitive and wants to be the best you've ever had. So for him to be, he's going to make sure you tell him every freaky little thing you want.

And he'll do it🥴

Not long after receiving your anniversary gift, Hyunwoo took his time helping you undress as you adorned his chiseled body with selfish touches. All he had to do was lose his pants and underwear and with not an ounce of gentleness, Hyunwoo tossed you on the bed.

He'd done his due diligence in licking you from head to toe, making sliding into you a smooth ride. It had only been a few minutes of him actually fucking you that you felt yourself coming undone.

"Baby..Choke me..choke me hard.." you pant with tearful eyes rolling into your head. Hyunwoo hurriedly trapped your throat under his hand, never skipping a beat as he rolled his hips into you.

"Like this?" He rasps sexily, spearing you deeply. You gasp when he hits you deepest, scrambling to grasp his wrist that rested over your chest.

"Yes! Harder baby. Harder!" You beg, not specifying whether you meant the choking or the fucking. But from the way your walls tightened around his dick when he did both, Hyunwoo figured there was no wrong answer.

He grunts stiffly at the squeeze and bites his lip to keep from making any other noise. You felt as amazing always and there wasn't anything could think to compare it to. There wasn't a part of your body he didn't love.

But since we're on the topic...

Hyunwoo gives me breast man vibes all the way. While he still appreciates a nice booty, he'll spend a lot of time fondling and toying with your nipples while in the heat of kissing. His hands always go there first. Partly because he knows what it does to you and how quickly it turns you on.

Him as well.

Hyunwoo watched the way your nails dug into his forearm, leaving scratches in their wake. The sting has his dick thumping with excitement as he upped his pace, choking you a little harder.

You cum hard and Hyunwoo releases your throat, opting to wedge his hand between your hair and the pillows to cradle your head intimately. His lips find yours with a strained groan of his own as he fucked you faster, obviously chasing his release now that you'd reached your climax.

His tongue is deep in your mouth when he cums just as deep inside of you, and you wrap your legs around his waist to keep him nestled there. You could feel his dick pulsing in your heat, a matching rhythm to his racing heartbeat pounding against your chest.

After coming down, Hyunwoo's languid and sloppy licks into your mouth slow into soft lingering pecks. Your hand searched his amongst the crumbled sheets and your fingers interlock sweetly as Hyunwoo's hips begin to stroke you slowly. He'd just cum but that didn't mean this was over.

Not by a long shot.

And with a whispered 'Happy Anniversary' painted on your lips in a kiss, Hyunwoo set out to make you cum for him again and again until you forgot about being upset with him.

Even though he high-key likes it when you're mad at him.

Overall he's very dominant and possessive but not in an overbearing way. You'll probably never know if he has a lot of stamina because he wears you out pretty fast. (We love that too🌚)

Love Language:

He gives me an 'Acts of Service' with a touch of 'Quality Time'. Since he's a Gemini, I say a touch of quality time because gem's tend to enjoy their alone time but when they're in love, they want to be under you consistently. Hyunwoo will take his space quietly though so you don't feel abandoned and he'll communicate it well.

A quick text to let you know what he's doing or where he's going and when he'll be back is usually how he mitigates any issues.

His main way to show you love is by being reliable.

You need a ride to and from work?

You need help moving apartments?

You caught a flat tire at 3 am?

He'll pull up ❤️

Pet names/Terms of endearment🥰

You're saved in his phone under your name with a heart and ring emoji. He's not extra cheesy enough for anything extra. Doesn't call you by a specific pet name. The common ones like babe,baby,love, etc. But loves saying 'my girl' when mentioning you to others. Fills him with a sense of pride being able to call you his.

<The other Boyfriends >

💭❤️‍🔥Boyfriends💭❤️‍🔥

A/N: just drabble of my take on how I imagine the monstas are in their romantic/dating relationships. 🥰 semi-sweet/sem-spicy and some intuitive speak. Please enjoy.

Hyunwoo

Hoseok

Minhyuk

Kihyun

Hyungwon

Jooheon

Changkyun

❤️Kihyun : The Wholesome Boyfriend❤️

A/N: this one is little different from the others as far as structure because I originally intended for it to be a part of my AMBW Monsta X series that I was cooking up, but its still within the theme of the Boyfriend series. It isnt set in SK. I kinda had a vision of him having a foreign girlfriend because even though he is pretty conservative, I wouldn't put it past him to date outside of SK or his race if the connection is strong. Plus this is fiction anyway so if its not for you, its not FOR YOU...hell...anywho. This one starts out kinda fluffy with sexual tension. Kihyun falling in love with a thick queen with locs and a whole lotta ass. Not that thats relevent🌚 or is it😏

KihyunxOC named Chloe🥰 (yes..its the Chloe youre probably thinking lol i love her with him) fluff, slow burn but smut definitely occurs.

🎶🎧: Butterflies by Michael Jackson

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<The Other Boyfriends >

Emotionally

If there was anyone in Monsta X that would be the ultimate 'bring him home to mama', very 'husband coded' type, it's Kihyun.

Emotionally, he's an open book. Will pursue you and make his interest known early on with clear intentions. He's the type to properly court you. Ask you out on a date, pick you up and take you home. Open doors and lay the napkin in your lap. Bring you food randomly. He's not shy and would absolutely kiss you on the first date but only if you want him to.

And you'll want to.🌚

Chloe's door opened abruptly and Kihyun blinked in surprise when their eyes met.

She stood in the doorway of her place, bare-faced and barefooted, with her mane of brown and honey blonde locs piled high on her head. The loose curls at their ends fell from the messy bun in spirals and kissed her cheekbones and nape in ways Kihyun wished he could, and her gaze lights up with fondness at him through her glasses.

"Hey" she chimes and Kihyun thaws instantly, remembering that he'd probably been staring like a doof.

"Hey.." he exhales.

His gaze dropped to the way her leggings hugged her shapely legs, her soft tummy just barely visible in her over sized cropped college tee.

Kihyun had laid eyes on her countless times in the various moments they shared.

From the first time he saw her in class.

Then later under her favorite tree out on the courtyard.

To the day he approached her in the campus book store.

Study meet ups had become customary since they now shared a few courses, but Kihyun would have found any reason to be in her presence.

"You brought food?" Chloe's chipper tone distracted Kihyun from his daze and he glances down at the forgotten white plastic bag dangling from his fingers.

"Oh...Yeah. I figured we'd get hungry at some point. It's from that vegan place you said you liked." He nods and her dimpled smile strikes him straight through the chest in an explosion of flutters that by now he couldn't suppress.

"You remembered?" Chloe beams and Kihyun rolls his eyes at her teasing tone.

"You talk about them enough. It'd be sad if I didn't. You gonna let me in or what?" He chuckles as he steps forward. He pauses with his foot over the threshold when Chloe puts her hand on his chest.

"You gonna be nice or what?" She looks up at him with her version of a playful mean mug, but all Kihyun could ever do was stare.

Her eyes.

Her lips.

The little shine at the rounded tip of her small nose.

He blinks, remembering to breathe as he shrugged.

"Im always nice. I brought you food didn't I?." He smiles and with a smirk and roll of her eyes, Chloe nudges Kihyun's chest and turns on her heels to grant him access to her humble abode.

Chloe's apartment felt like stepping into an earthy girl's aesthetic thread on pinterest. Cream colored couches and over darkwood floors, burnt sienna and green accents all around the room.

The air always held a combination of the same scents.

Jasmine incense.

Coconut and shea.

Whatever perfume she wore to class that had Kihyun distracted through out the entire lecture when he decided to sit closer to the board. Forgetting his glasses at his dorm seemed more like fate than inconvenience since it put him a row in front of where Chloe always sat.

The fuzzy cream carpet welcomed Kihyun's feet after they were freed from his Nikes at the door.

He loved it here.

Some hours had passed and two chapters worth of information had been effectively crammed into their brains.

They ate everything, empty food containers littering her small coffee table being the aftermath and the afternoon rolled into the evening seamlessly.

Chloe sat across from Kihyun on her little sofa with her legs tucked under her, gazing at him intently and laughing with him as he recounted something embarrassing that happened in his childhood.

Hanging onto every word with a soft smile idling on her lips the more he spoke. Something about his voice always calmed her and she was sure she could listen to him talk another few hours if it weren't getting later.

"Oh shit, what time is it?" Kihyun pauses his story to ask. Before he could pull out his phone, Chloe had already tapped her screen.

"Almost 7." She says with a confused scowl. She turns to look out of her balcony window at the darkened skies and glittering city lights beyond the glass.

"Damn..it feels like 9 or something." Kihyun mutters and Chloe nods in agreement.

"Daylight savings.." she adds and Kihyun hums in understanding but says nothing else.

That comfy silence fell over them then.

With nothing more to study, no more food too eat and no excuse to stick around any longer.

"Well..I guess I should head out. Since its so dark.." Kihyun begins, albeit reluctantly, and Chloe sits up as he moved.

"You don't have to." She says, pausing mid-sentence to glance down at the way her hand rested over his. It had to have been out of reflex because she had no idea she'd reached out for him until the warmth of his hand brushed her palm.

Kihyun was staring at them too, his lips parting to allow the tip of his tongue to wet the corner of his mouth.

"Yeah?" He lifts his brow. He never meant to look at Chloe the way he was looking at her now. The look where his eyes danced between hers, then falling to her glossed lips.

Chloe blushes under his gaze, turning her head away with faint smirk playing on them now.

"Well..yeah. I-I don't mind. I like it when you're here.." she admits bashfully.

Kihyun doesn't say anything at first since he's admittedly surprised at her words. He knew Chloe liked him enough to be around him so much but usually it was with some excuse. To study. To eat. To try some new place out with him there as her emotional support companion since she didn't like eating alone in public.

But now, with their studying done and food digesting, there were no distractions from what they had in front of each other.

"Unless you have other plans..." she backpedals a hitch, sounding almost as nervous as he felt. Kihyun shakes his head immediately.

"When do I ever have other plans Chloe?" He chuckles and she shrugs.

"I don't know...it's the weekend. You might have somewhere you wanna be or..someone else to be with."

With that, a shift commenced between them. There had always been an unspoken thing between them and Kihyun felt like too much of a coward to pursue it. Which was very unlike him considering he was generally a very confident man.

But now, with the object of his desire basically giving him the green light to venture forward.

"Well, Kinda.." he pauses, allowing his hand to turn over so that his fingers could interlock with hers tentatively. Chloe follows his gentle lead, staying put when Kihyun slowly closed the distance between them on the couch.

"Im sort of there already. So..if you want me here. Im here..."

Chloe blinks up at him, her breathing visible in the steady rise and fall of her chest. Kihyun noticed it, feeling himself drawing closer.

He's timid in his approach but his eyes are sharp and intent on her lips as his leans into her. Immediately her hand comes up to rest on his jaw as they their mouths greeted eachother with slow and savored pecks.

Kihyun hums from deep in his throat as he inhaled the sweetness of her scent.

Her hair.

Her skin.

Her excitement.

Her arousal.

Potent and sweet.

Inviting and tantalizing.

He wanted nothing more than to reach down and push his hand past the barrier of her leggings to explore her body further.

But before his carnal impulses could take over, he stops.

Her eyes flutter open as the warmth of his closeness fades when he pulls away. She frowns.

"What? Whats wrong.." she whispers and Kihyun exhales a chuckle as he shook his head, the tip of his nose brushing hers swiftly.

"Nothing...I just.." he pauses to swallow, not even sure of what he wanted or needed to say. But the feeling of her lips not pressed against his felt more wrong than the direction of thoughts. So without thinking any further, Kihyun dives back in to smother her plush lips with his selfishly, easing her back to lay beneath him on the couch.

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He's so smart so naturally, intellect attracts him. He loves deep conversations and hearing your stance on different topics. He loves a good debate and he's one to play devil's advocate so be prepared for that. He loves making you laugh with his overconfidence, never shying away from doing or saying something a little silly to make you smile.

Kihyun will define the relationship very fast so you never have to wonder what you are. He might have been a player when he was younger but now, he doesn't have much patience for games.

He's big on communication so he will check in with you consistently, even if he's busier than normal. He has an old soul so sometimes, you may feel fathered by him when he gives advice but its out of love. He just want the best outcomes for you, so try not to get to bothered by his unsolicited guidence sometimes. Especially of its money related. Mans is frugal as F° (see what I did there 🌚)

Very protective of you and will fight so, don't put him in so many positions where he'll have to. That'll piss him off 😂

He is absolutely the type to say I love you first. Because fuck it, why not?

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It was raining.

Chloes apartment took on the light grey tone of the sky as the two of them enjoy the gentle pitter patter of the storm against the window pane. Kihyun was watching something on TV with Chloe's little feet resting in his lap while cozied up with a book on the other side of the couch.

He steals a look at her from the corner of his eye to admire her soft features as she focused on the printed text, her crown of locs wrapped in a patterned silk scarf that matched the sky.

She was so gorgeous to him, especially like this when she felt she looked underwhelming.

"I love you." He blurts out as if the thought itself escaped him on its own mind. She glances up from her book curiously, her expression blanketed with mild shock as she pulled the ear bud from beneath her hair.

"Hmm?" She hums curiously and the softeness in her eyes doesnt make it easier for Kihyun's galloping heart to regulate enough for him to repeat himself.

It had been about a month or so since he'd first kissed her, and their time spent together was comprised of mostly that when they weren't supposed to be studying or watching some movie that would ultimately become background noise. It was very high school of them but Kihyun enjoyed it. He valued her beyond what his body wanted.

He genuinely loved her.

The words werent hard to say.

He'd been saying them to her for weeks.

In every lingering kiss when he left her apartment.

In every savored touch when he held her close to him.

In every thoughtless act he did for her to help in any way he knew he could.

His love for her was obvious.

But it didn't feel as known until she could hear it from his mouth.

For a moment Kihyun doesnt say anything though and he just stares into her soft umber toned irises.

What if its too soon?

What if she doesnt feel the same way?

What if all this time Kihyun had deluded himself into thinking a woman as cool, beautiful, sexy, smart, and genuine as she could ever love him back?

His jaw sagged under the weight of what he was about to say and with caution thrown completely to the wind....

"Nothing's wrong. I...I just love you."

Kihyun called bullshit on any claims that its impossible to tell when a black person was blushing. Because the moment his words hit her, the apples of her cheeks brightened with her smile and the flushed tone made Kihyun want to reach across over her body to brush his thumb over her face.

"Really?"

Kihyun nods immediatly and he smiles at the squeak in her voice.

"Yeah. Like..alot." He adds and he blushes at how juvenile he probably sounded.

But she doesn't care.

"Good." Chloe quips nonchalantly, moving to put her Airpod back in place. Not expecting her to be so passive about his confession, Kihyun scoffs humorously.

"Good?" He laughs and Chloe smirks up at him with nod.

"Yeah...I was beginning to worry it was just me feeling this way over here." She says all too casually.

Kihyun huffs, shaking his head in amazement before turning his body towards her while still cradling her dainty feet in his lap.

"You were worried?" He tilts his head. Chloe looks at him over her book again with timid eyes.

"A little. Was starting to think you only liked me for my lips.." she half jokes, prompting Kihyun to roll his eyes.

Things go quiet again, apart from the low volume mumbling from the TV and the distant sound of thunder outside. Amidst it all, Kihyun never takes his eyes off of Chloe. Even after she resumed her attention to her book.

Recalling her words, Kihyun glances down at her feet and runs his finger tips over her soft skin,

"So....you love me too?" He lifts his brows, still looking at Chloe's nude pink painted toes when she regards him.

Her heart flutters at the vulnerability in his voice as well as the adorable interest he showed in her pedicure.

She sighs.

"Yes, Kihyun. I love you too. Duh..." she crinkles her nose in mock disgust, nudging him with her foot before immediately going back to reading with a lighter shade of happiness and contentment on her face

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Physically:

Kihyun keeps it player. He doesnt have to be all over you in public and nor does he have anything to prove. The most he'll do is hold your hand of course or kiss your lips in greeting or to say goodbye. Otherwise hes very reserved and polite. Especially when other people are around. If youre the type to show alot of affection in front of family or friends, Kihyun would be prone to some mild embarrassment. Flushed cheeks and red ears. Despite him being really chill and composed, I can see him being extremely nervous to meet your family.

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"I look ok?"

He'd asked her that for the third time since leaving the hotel and it was endearing that he cared so much.

Standing on Chloe's mother's porch, the music could be heard inside just as loud as the sound of Kihyun's heart beating in his ears.

He was so nervous. It had been about four months since he and Chloe made things official and despite her family already knowing of him as her friend, it felt different being around them now.

Chloe looks over at him in his dark crewneck sweater, his chesnut brown fringe peaking beneath his hat.

"You look fine for the bazillionth time. I told you this is a casual dinner. No one is dressed up. My mama doesn't care about what you have on anyway. She already loves you."

"Maybe. I still want to make a good impression on the rest of your family though. If I knew everyone would be here I would have packed more.."

"You worried for nothing Ki." She shakes her head and turns away just as the door opens,and a beam of bright warm light from inside the house covers them.

"Hey!! Look whose here!" Halle, Chloe's sister exclaims. The sisters engage in an exchange of excited squeals and giggles as they hug, leaving Kihyun standing by to watch them awkwardly.

Pulling back, Halle acknowledged him with a much less animated hug but its warmth is felt as she greeted him.

"Hey Kihyun! Nice shirt..." she compliments him when stepping back.

"Oh? Uh...Thanks Halle.." he mutters with a shy smirk, looking down at his crewneck as if he wasnt just fussing over it.

Chloe shoots him a satisfactory look that he resists rolling his eyes at.

"Mmhmm..We've been waiting on you two..get in here!" The exhuberent sister beams, waving the awaited couple into the warm family home enthusiastically.

Since dating her, Chloe had described the house she and her siblings grew up in back in Georgia as modest and homely but what Kihyun stepped into was far from that.

Hell, even from the car he was in awe of the vast lawn, high white pillars and contemporary architecture.

The foyer leads them down a hallway thats lined with countless family photos telling the story of a tight knit family that captured every moment they could immortalize. Chloe's dance recital as a toddler. She and her sister at Disney world as children. An array of Her senior and graduation photos.

It was like Kihyun was given a glimpse of the past as well as his possible future if he and Chloe stayed together.

"The food is almost done. Daddy is taking the last bits of meat off the grill now.." Halle says to Chloe, the two of them talking fast amongst each other while Kihyun distracted himself with the wall of photographs on their way to the living room.

As if to confirm her claim, the smell of BBQ wafted thickly through the house, hitting Kihyun and his appetite in the face.

Just as they passed the kitchen doorway, a woman shrieks with happiness before scurrying after Kihyun and Chloe.

Both of them turn just in time to be greeted by Chloe's bright eye'd mother

"Oooh there's my favorite..."she opened her arms. For a moment Chloe thought she was referring to her, at least until it was clear where her affections were being aimed.

Kihyun blushed with his infectious smile as he's trapped in a warm hug, he and Mrs.Bailey's bodies swaying as if they were long lost family being reunited at last.

"I thought yall would never get here. How was your flight?" she asked him all while suffocating him with her embrace.

"It was ok..." he chuckles, hugging her back.

"Long.." Chloe mutters from beside him under her breath and Kihyun chuckles. If she thinks the trip from California to Georgia is long , that flight to Seoul he managed once a year would be an interesting experience for her.

Chloe is able to lock eyes with Kihyun over her mother's head, mouthing a sly 'I told you so' to him in reference to her mother's prolonged embrace. He rolls his eyes before pulling away , smiling down at her warmly.

As dramatic her greeting may have seemed to anyone else, Chloe's mother was genuinely happy to see her daughter here with Kihyun. Especially after the devastating break up she'd endured last year. It was refreshing to see her with someone who was as doting and "clean cut" as Kihyun, even if he was far from the type of men she typically dated.

It warmed Kihyun's heart and eased his anxiety to know he was so welcomed.

And loved.

"Well good. You dont know how glad I am you were finally able to make it out here. Both of you..Hey baby.." Chloe's mother reached for her finally and hugged her.

As he did before, Kihyun stepped back to allow them their moment.

Mrs.Bailey pulls back to look at Chloe, rubbing a dainty finger over the soft swoop of her baby hairs as she observed her freshly retwisted locs.

"You look good. Happy.." she notes softly and Chloe shares a quick look with Kihyun before nodding, the same sentiments clear in his warm gaze.

"I am, Mama." She smiles.

"I am." She repeats, this time holding her hand out for Kihyun to take. Their fingers interlock in the way they always did and Kihyun steps up to join his girl with her mother.

"Im glad to hear it baby. So, tell me Kihyun...You do like BBQ and soul food right? I know this child of mine probably has you eating kale and imitation meat out there in Cali but thats just because you like her right?"

Chloe's eyes nearly pop out of her head at the question, making Kihyun's face light up with laughter.

"I love BBQ and soul food Mrs.Bailey..." he chuckles softly, avoiding Chloe's glare.

"Aht aht..Courtney, Mama, or mom. I already told you this..."

"Thank you..Mom.." he smirks, feeling a little embarrassed to speak so informally despite him feeling at home in her presence.

She reaches up to cup Kihyun's cheek, mirroring the joy in her eyes before nodding.

"Very good. Now come in here and meet everybody." she turns on her heels and walks briskly up the hallway and into the living room, where Chloe could already hear her cousins and siblings chattering loudly amidst the music.

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In private, he grabby as hell.

Grabs you by the neck for kisses. Grabs you by the wrist and pulls you to him playfully when you try to walk away after teasing him.

While I don't classify him as an ass man overall, if you have a nice one, he becomes one.🫠 But he's sneaky about it. He'll always be staring at, watching you walk away and smacking it hard  when you pass him just for fun. Overall a very handsy guy. He wont admit to enjoying being cuddled but he will always find reasons to touch you. In bed of around the house in general, he likes you either in his lap of nuzzled up to him with your head tucked under his arm and your thigh hiked up over his pelvis.

Oh yea, and he sleeps nakey. So skin to skin for the win🌚

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"I dont think theres anything I hate more in this world than a musty ass avocado..."

Kihyun sputters mid sip of his drink at the random outburst and turns to find her trudging towards him from the kitchen with a scowl.

"A musty what?" He choked, laughing at Chloe's diction.

She huffs childishly as she met him at the couch, plopping down on the carpet and scooting back to settle between Kihyun's legs. Back in California after spending a holiday weekend with Atlanta, Kihyun and Chloe seemed to become closer in their relationship. If that were even possible. Instead of spending most of his time at his place, he was at hers. Cooking for her. Helping her clean and her things because he just found it way more therapeutic than dealing with his own.

She had a plate in hand as she got cozy on the carpet and Kihyun peers over her head to see what all the fuss was about. A mushy brownish green smear of avocado colored her large slice of multi grain bread in her lap. The color was a tab bit off putting and Kihyun grimaced from behind her.

"Eugh..." he chuckled and Chloe whimpers.

"Its not funny..I just bought them yesterday and at the store they were most definitely not ripe. I get them home and now theyre over ripe and musty. Now my toast is ruined..."

Kihyun leaned back to take another sip from his cup before setting it down, his free hands now pulling at the elastic band that held Chloe's loc's back in a low ponytail. They fall free and splay out over her shoulders, and Kihyun immediately begins gathering them in his hands.

"So don't eat it..."he mutters distractedly as he began finger combing through her coiled tresses, pausing to massage her scalp occasionally.

Chloe sighs at the feeling of his gentle touch in her hair before mindlessly lifting the slice of avocado toast to her lips.

"But I don't wanna waste it. Ugh..." she nearly gags after taking bite and Kihyun reaches around her to knock the toast from her hand so that it drops back onto the plate.

"Surely you can spare one slice of bread and a musty avocado for your stomach and sanity's sake. Just order something and I'll pay. Im hungry too."

He goes back to playing in her hair, something that he'd recent taken a liking to after one night of cuddling. He loved the texture and the softness of her hair, as well as the smell. It was completely different from what he'd been used to, having mostly been with women with naturally straight hair. It fascinated it him how Chloe's hair routine differed from theirs and he often wanted to be a part of it out of curiosity and another way to show her affection.

"Fine...and don't be snatching food from me." She grumbles and Kihyun snorts.

"I saved your life. Shut up..."

Chloe then busies herself with scrolling on her phone while Kihyun entertained himself in her hair. She'd occasionally show him something amusing on her timeline and they'd laugh or discuss random topics as time creeped on.

"I want you to meet my parents." He says after being quiet for a while, casually rolling the top section of her hair into a cute little imperfect top knot and securing it with her hair tie.

Pausing mid-scroll, Chloe goes tense.

"Your parents?"

"Yeah. I was planning on making a trip over there soon. After finals and stuff of course. They ask about you and wonder when theyll meet you so...why not." Kihyun shrugs, his finger combing much lazier now than it was minutes ago and at her silence, his hands goes still.

"I mean..If youre comfortable with that. I...I don't wanna assume.." he begins to retract his offer and Chloe quickly turns her body to look at him.

"No Kihyun......" she pauses to touch his knee.

"Im just surprised. I...I don't know. Just didn't think your parents knew about me."

"Why wouldnt they? Your family knows about me.." Kihyun quirks his brow with a confused smile and Chloe shrugs a shoulder lazily.

"Thats because we werent always a couple Ki. I introduced you as a friend before you became my man. They knew you."

"And now my parents want to know you. Whats the big deal?"  Kihyun's brow crinkled with confusion just as Chloe's mimicked him with a type of worry he had never seen on her.

She drops her chin with an anxious sigh before asking..

"Do they know that Im....you know.." she looks back up, finding Kihyun's soft eyes still on her.

"What? That youre a Cancer but apare tly act like a Virgo? Whatever that means...Horribly lactose intolerant but in denial? That you hit every curb when you turn? That you snore sometimes and are vegan but only on Wednesdays?" He teases in an attempt to lighten her mood. It works a little but he still earns a back handed slap to the chest.

"Aagh!" He falls back into the couch, clutching his shirt dramatically as they both laughed. Chloe, reluctantly of course.

"Shut up. That Im black, you dirtbag. Did you tell them that?" She pouts adorably, not dousing the humor at all and Kihyun breathy cackle tapers into a long winded sigh as he sat back up.

"Whew...man. Thats it? Thats what youre worried about??" he exhales. Although he found it funny, Chloe wasnt all that amused.

She didnt know why she was worried about what Kihyun's parents thought of her, apart from the fact that , according to him, she was the only black woman he'd ever dated seriously. If at all.

He never made her feel as if she were his first. The way he was immediately comfortable with her and her family made it seem like he was accustomed to different cultures. They had similar tastes in music and movies. Hell, he'd even put her on to a few things. But what if his family was different? She'd heard stories from others and their experiences in interracial relationships. Mostly positive but negatives stuck with her.

Specifically the parts where the parents didn't approve of the partner merely because of their race or ethnicity.

"I think its a pretty valid concern." She says after allowing Kihyun to stop finding everything about her worries so entertaining.

He couldnt help it though. The way her bottom lip poked out made him want to lean down and bite it.

Kihyun sighs before gesturing for Chloe to come to him. She does so with no hesitation, climbing into his lap and nuzzling his neck as he hugged her waist.

"Youre right. How you feel is valid...But Ive shown them your picture. So I'd hope that part of you at the least was obvious. Though my mother paid more attention to your big pretty eyes and perfect smile than the color of your skin. Oh and your hair. She loves your loc's and the way the curl at the end. She said she'd never seen any like that before, and that you wear them so well and how much they suit you...."

"No she didnt.." Chloe mutters grumpily against Kihyun's neck, although he felt her smile at the genuine compliment.

"She did. And my dad is most impressed with how smart you are. How you're studying law and undoubtably the smartest woman Ive dated. I agree with him." He shrugs his free shoulder, resting his chin on top of her head as his thumb soothed her waist just below her t-shirt.

"Baby. If youre not comfortable meeting them yet, I respect that. But please dont ever think you have a reason to worry about their approval. Shit, I had more reason to be afraid of your folks accepting me..The scrawny Asian kid you met at University."

At that, Chloe rolls her eyes.

"Stop it, my family loves you." She scoffs and Kihyun pulls back from her just enough to make her lift her head and look at him.

"Yeah? Well I love you, Ok? So know that I would never suggest anything that would put you in an uncomfortable situation. Not with my parents. Not with anyone. I'll protect you from whoever. I mean that.."

Searching his eyes for any fragility or reason to believe he was bluffing, Chloe ultimately found nothing except the reflection of her shining eyes and trembling bottom lip.

"Why do you have to say stuff like that..." she huffs after a beat.

She lets out a half hearted laugh in exasperation as she wiped a disloyal tear from her eye. Kihyun regards her softly, biting back his grin as he leaned forward, tipping her chin up for her to offer her lips to him for a kiss.

When their lips meet, Kihyun hums in contentment before smiling against her.

"Youre such a baby...." he mumbles, smooching her lips much more sensually. Kihyun inhales softly as he parted her lips with the sweep of his tongue, squeezing a handful of her cheeks to pull her closer. Chloe squeals in his hold,but her smile fades gradually as Kihyun deepens the kiss.

They'd have to finish the whole "meet the folks" conversation later..

Sexually

Kihyun is nasty. He's a dom and he's running the damn show. He's not the kinkiest fella. He might dabble in some light BDSM-esque type play but over all hes quite vanilla. Very attentive and passionate. Loves to take his time and can get kind of rough and mouthy in the heat of the moment. Loves to leave hickeys all over if you let him.

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Sex was always on Kihyun's mind, even when he didn't show it. It was hard when a woman like Chloe, who exuded sexiness even in the simplest ways, was by his side.

On the outside, he's as cool as they come. Polite and mindful of who was around. He still made sure to keep her close by holding her waist or caressing her thigh. Tracing his fingers over the inseam of her jeans as a subtle hint of where his mind was.

No matter what they were doing or where they were, she had a way of keeping his mind on her body.

How it felt and her smell. Her taste. God, he loved her taste. He's almost a slave to it.

Internally, every cell in his body was attuned to hers. There were times when Kihyun's desire for Chloe was so overwhelming that he'd rush to get her naked and in his or her bed the moment they were alone.

Plans to visit Seoul were set in motion, Kihyun's parents generously paying for their tickets and even FaceTiming them ahead of time to ease some of the apprehension. Despite it being non traditional and the slight language barrier, Chloe felt nothing but warmth from their introduction. His mother especially, accepting many compliments on her beauty with a cherub cheeked smile and little head bows.

She even impressed them with the little Korean she did know, phrases and words she'd picked up while being with Kihyun or from what he'd taught her. His parents were almost as fluent in English as he was but it was still endearing of Chloe to make the effort.

Watching them interact and chiming in to still translate every now and then, Kihyun's heart soared at this new part of his life melding with the old.

After saying goodbye, Kihyun tosses his phone behind him to land on the couch before launching himself on top of Chloe. Her surprised giggle is muffled amid Kihyun's rushed kisses and hands busied sliding beneath her shirt.

"Ki...Kihyun...what the hell.." Chloe laughs when his lips detached from hers and began to travel down her jaw. The moment he latched on her neck, Chloe gasps.

By now Kihyun knew Chloe's body well enough to know exactly where to touch her. He was efficient in that way.

With his hands.

With his lips.

With his words.

"You make me happy. So happy and I just love you..So much..You dont even know...." He mouths against her skin between wet kisses. His hands curl around her waist to hold her beneath him as he nuzzled her neck, his

He takes a chunk of skin between his teeth, making Chloe roll her hips and press their bodies together in a way that has them groaning in unison.

"Ah!..love you too..." she manages before moaning his name again as Kihyun continues licking and sucking a his brand into her skin, grinding his obvious erection against the crotch of her thin leggings.

"But..what did I do?" She giggles, cradling his head against her

Before they could start a fire, Kihyun pulls away and drags his flustered and starry eyed girlfriend upright and to stand with him.

His kiss-burned lips shined even before he licked them, his fingers interlocking with hers as he guided her to stumbled closer.

"Nothing..." Kihyun shakes his head, holding Chloe in his smoldering gaze.

"That's the point. You're just...you." He admits.

The two stare at eachother for a moment, and before Chloe could respond, Kihyun leads her by the hands away from the couch. He cautiously steps backward around the furniture and into the shadows of the hallway with Chloe following him without question, tilting her head cutely and tucking her lips to keep from giggling when he nudged her bedroom door open with his foot.

There were nights like this, when the city was quiet and the orangish glow of the street light through the blinds of her bedroom window would cast stripes over the curves of Chloe's body as she stood before him, that made him want to take his time.

Time to ensure she knew how much he cherished her for being herself ,and being open hearted and brave enough to love him.

Kihyun knew a little bit about her past relationships through being her friend first. He knew about the lies and manipulation. He knew about the mental abuse and the cheating. He knew about the lasting effect it had on her emotionally, even to this day.

And yet she let him in anyway..

Kihyun had just finished pulling his shirt over his head, shaking his hair back in place while Chloe freed herself of her own. She stands inches away from him in a sexy lacy bra and panty set that matched the shade of the night sky.

He traced every shadow and line of her features under the scarce lighting with adoring eyes, the corners of his mouth twitching into the faintest smile.

She was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen and in his mind, that wasn't even an exaggeration due to his feelings. Kihyun had seen beauty in many shades and forms. Some natural and some...not so much.

And none of them compared to her with her bare face, smooth sepia skin and her gorgeous crown.

Speaking of..

Kihyun's eyes lift to Chloe's dark roots and trickle down the curve her long locs framed her round face, scattered flecks of gold cuffs and honey blonde bleeding down to their spiraled ends. Chloe keeps her attention on his gentle focus as he pinched a stray curl between his fingers daintily before freeing her top bun from the confines of her the elastic band. Her head falls back as a waterfall of curly ended locs cascading down from the loosened knot he put them in earlier.

Kihyun immediately goes to raking his fingers through them so that they don't obscure his view of her face and the deepening mark brandishing her neck.

"Youre so perfect.." he exhales, saying it more to himself than to her. But the sentiment is received with shy smile before Kihyun captures it with his lips. As they did before, wet languid kisses travel from Chloe's pout, under her chin, and down the side of her neck.

"So fucking perfect baby.." he writes over the curve of her tummy with his kiss, nibbling at her navel and dipping his tongue into it on his way down.

He slowly drops to his knees with his lifting  eyes on hers, his hands gliding down with him to hold her hips possessively.

"Everything about you..." he fragments as he leaned into her, his lips tracing the line of her panties, his fingers teasing over their elastic as if he were about to pull them down.

But he doesn't. Instead, he nosed at the bulge of her other set of pillowy soft lips that begged to be kissed. So he did, pressing his lips right over their covered seam to tease her clit with the warmth of his tongue through the her panties.

Chloe watched him with drunken eyes, biting her lip and tipping her head back when the friction of Kihyun's tongue over her clothed pussy became too much for her.

"Kihyun..." she whines, finding him watching her dutifully. He knew what she wanted, even with the way she said his name just now. He knew she wasn't in the mood for teasing.

"What baby?" He tilts his sultry, only to drop his chin and drag the flat of his tongue over the tiny hill under her panties. The warmth of his mouth soaks straight through, making the fabric like a second skin as he licked her slit again.

This time, he sneaks a finger between her mound and his tongue and he pulls back to watch it rub tortuous circles over her clit.

"Hmm?" He reiterates with his other hand holding her fast at the hip, kneading her affectionately as she squirmed above him.

"Stop playing with me." Chloe scolds him but Kihyun merely smiles wickedly, glancing up slowly. He stands without warning, bumping his forehead against hers as he pulled her flat against him.

"But you love it." He exhales before lips apart and dipping his tongue between them.

"...love it when I touch you. Love it when I....fuck.." he pauses with groan at the way Chloe sucks his tongue, bobbing her head slowly before pulling back. They both smile against each other lips before diving back in, Kihyun's words forgotten.

He resumed undressing her as he distracted her with his deepening kisses, starting with the clasps of her bra and going back to peeling her panties down her thick thighs and helping her step out of them. All the while, his kept his gaze on her face.

Even when he dove back in with his tongue, dipping it between her folds to lick over her sensitive bud.

Chloe's knees buckle slightly on contact, her crescendoing moans only spurning him on.

"You don't want me to play with you baby? Hmm?..Want me to stop?" He mutters between teasing his tongue over her heat, tasting the way she dripped for him.

Desperate hands rake through Kihyun's hair as he focused all of his efforts on flicking his tongue over Chloe's hardening clit, his muffled groaning and fluttering eyes almost enough to push her over the edge.

"Thats right...Cum baby.." his words vibrated over her sex, the loudness of his wet tongue lapping over her clit becoming the only sound either of them could focus on.

He didn't even have to use his fingers and Chloe was already on the brink of exploding hard against his lips and tongue, crying out with a fistful of his hair in her grasp.

Before she could, Kihyun was rising from his knees. Lips wet from her pussy and eyes burning with desire, he quickly shucks off whatever clothing remained until only sweat existed between their bodies.

He's rock solid against her thighs, his shaft pulsing against her glistening folds as held her close.

He lays Chloe down with his tongue caressing hers, taking every needy mewl and moan she gave him as he settled himself between her thighs. His nimble fingers dig into the meat of her hips, hiking one of her legs up and over his arm to spread her wider for him. He had her pinned and helplessly open.

Kihyun wasn't a big guy in terms of stature or height (still taller by every partner he’s had) but he had the strength of two on a good day. Especially when it came to lifting up, tossing, or keeping Chloe right where he wanted her.

Like now, when the way he had her folded, creasing her soft tummy and making it a little hard to breathe. It was a discomfort that Chloe welcomed.

And as far as his size size, Chloe would never tell him how surprised she was to find out how much Kihyun had to offer. His girth was perfect, the length being just enough to make her gasp every time his tip swept against her walls when he was inside of her.

Kihyun's dick rubbed over her slick folds as he ground his hips against her, teasing his shaft against pussy while kissing her deeply.

Occasionally, he'd slip only the tip in before letting it slide up to rub over her clit, making her whimper pitifully beneath him.

Over and over, until Chloe was begging for him to put it in. When he did, they both cussed at the indescribable pleasure that rippled through them.

It was like this every time.

"Like that baby...grip me tight.." he growls with a pained and pleasured scowl marring his perfect features.

His grunts are low and deep from in his chest everytime his dick made impact, forcing her body into the mattress. Breasts bouncing and hands gripping the sheets. Chloe hiccups when he slams against her cervix, making him grin devilishly.

"Again..." she pants and Kihyun obeys, drawing his hips back and slamming into her again. She tenses and arches from the bed at the pressure but Kihyun pins her legs back so that shes unable to run.

"Fuck!...Kihyun.." she whimpers.

"Nope. Stay with me. I'll make it hurt so good, my pretty baby. Just hold on for me, ok?" he gruffs with a short peck on her lips and Chloe's walls spasm around his length.

While he may seem gentle with his words and his foreplay, m he's a straight menace otherwise. Coaxing the most inhumane sounds from a normally composed woman was his newfound specialty.

He'd never fucked anyone the way he fucked her, nor did he ever want to. Hell, he didn't think he could. The amount of stamina he exhibited as he manages to pull orgasm after orgasm from his woman made him feel superhuman.

He fucked her with everything he had, with one of her legs over his shoulder, both of them over his shoulder, turning her over and pinning her flat against the mattress. But its when he has her back on her back that he pushes himself nearly to the point of tears as he called her name in the crook of her neck when he came.

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Kihyun is a very dirty talker but the way his buttery voice caresses the words, you'd swear he wasnt. He's also a huge tease so be prepared for that. Some light degradation and edging. Lots of praise too though. He prefers raw sex so hes not the type to have anything casual. Hes very adamant about sexual health, hygiene and being clean overall. So If he's having sex with you regularly, that means yall are in a relationship and the idea of making a baby at some point isn't too far from his mind. Cream pies are his favorite kind of pie. But he'll absolutely wear condoms if you prefer it.

But he secretly hopes you don't so he can leave it in🥴

As it was mentioned before, I don’t rake Kihyun for much of an ass man (he loves a nice booty as much as the next man) but Kihyun loves breasts. Those are the first things he wants to see in the morning. He loves tracing his finger around the textured parts of the areola when he’s big spooning. He loves suckling them even more, flicking his tongue over the nipple and smiling around it when it makes you tremble. He’s fir sure ripped a few bras in the heat of passion and always makes sure to buy you new ones.

The really pretty, vibrant, lacy ones. When in doubt, always wear the blue ones.

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Korea was amazing. Kihyun brought Chloe to his parents home straight away after they landed. His father was actually the one to pick them up from the airport and Chloe immediately saw where he got his charm and sense of humor from. Although a little more reserved and quiet, it was obvious.

Kihyun's mother was just as sweet as Kihyun, very thoughtful and doting. She asked Chloe a million questions and expressed multiple times how she wished she had a daughter and how she was glad to have one now. It was a little overwhelming at first, and COMPLETELY unexpected, but perhaps this was how Kihyun felt when he met her family.

Surrounded by love.

Its a quiet morning in the city park and most of the movement consisted of people walking their dogs, joggers winding through other pedestrians, and mothers in track suits pushing big strollers containing cooing infants.

Chloe beams as one mother passes them, catching a glimpse of a tiny round faced baby with almond eyes, tan skin and wispy curly hair.

"Do you want kids?"

The question doesnt catch Kihyun as off guard as it would anyone else. Especially considering how Chloe was the type to ask if he'd still love her if she was a worm or some other random sentient being.

"Why? Are you pregnant?" He asks jokingly while squinting againt the scope of his Canon EOS. The shutter sound clicks as he captures a photo of a wren perched on the railing of a nearby fence. He frowns at the image with scrutiny before going back to scanning their surroundings for something inspiring to shoot.

Chloe walks alongside him quietly, hugging herself against the autumn breeze in her oversized sweater and ripped jeans as she continued to people watch.

She hadnt even realized she didn't respond to Kihyun's rebuttal question until he is stopping dead in his tracks, leaving her strolling leisurely ahead until she notices. Chloe turns to him and furrows her brow.

"What?" She frowns, noting his expectant expression.

"I just asked if you were pregnant and you stopped talking. Thats what. " he blinks, mirroring the way Chloe's lashes batted at him in confusion before she smiles.

"Oh...Oh! No....hell no." She laughs, nearly snorting. She waved off his apprehension before encouraging him to resume his place beside her on the leaf littered path.  They crunch loudly under Kihyun's feet when he stepped towards her, lifting his camera to take an obnoxious snap of her before grabbing her proffered hand.

"Yeah very funny. Are you sure?" He lifts his brows and Chloe nods emphatically.

"Positive. This IUD has about 3 more years before it expires and it hasn't let me down yet." She bumps Kihyun with her shoulder. He grunts in amusement (and relief) before nudging her back gently.

"Good. I felt my blood pressure go up just now. Don't do that.." he exhaled with a laugh of his own.

Chloe drops her chin to watch their synchronized steps. She smiles guiltily for spooking the hell out of her unshakable partner while tightening her grip on his hand.

"No no..Im sorry. I only asked because I see everyone with a baby is outside today. Then seeing my sister all excited about her baby...Plus, we never really talked about it so.." Chloe trails off with half of a shrug.

Which was true. The two of them never had any conversations about the future in that way. Kihyun loved kids and was so patient with them from what Chloe observed. She never told him how it made her feel when she saw him holding his two year old nephew back at his parent's house, refusing to put her down even while he helped his mother in the kitchen.

She felt something stir within her that she never felt before. A flutter much like butterflies in her chest as well as her tummy.

Was this what baby fever was supposed to feel like?

Kihyun was momentarily distracted with his camera, scrunching his face with it lifted and aimed at the canopy of trees towering over them.

"Oh..well, sure.. eventually." He pauses to review the shots he'd just taken.

" I mean, Id for sure marry you first though." He mumbles, his thumb tapping the tiny buttons to scroll through the photos.

Now it was Chloe's turn to stop dead in her tracks. Their hands come apart, stealing Kihyun's attention from his camera to look back at her.

"You'd marry me?" Chloe asks in blatant surprise with a dash of disbelief in her expression, an ironic contrast to how Kihyun was just looking at her a few minutes before.

"What makes you think I wouldnt?" He smirks with his brow crinkled in amusement. Chloe glances around the busying park before shrugging.

"I don't know...." She mumbles, doing a horrible job at hiding her little pout. He regards her blankly for a second before sighing.

"Well I would. If that answers the questions that are probably swirling around in that big ass, over active ass brain you've got over there."

Chloe scowled cutely at the mini jab, prompting Kihyun to lift his camera to capture it as he continues.

"..and yes I would put babies in you. Maybe 2 or 3, if you're up to it. Boy or girl, I don't really care. As long as you're all healthy..." he goes on, closing the small gap between them and pausing occasionally to check the screen on the camera and smirking at the way Chloe's expression softened gradually from frame to frame.

"We would of course be done with school by then. I'll buy you a new car for a graduation present and you'll cuss me out for being over the top. And I'll tell you to shut up because I'll be the one driving it anyway. Then we'll get a nice house. Nothing too crazy. Modern but cozy. You'll be a tough ass defense attorney and I'll be in journalism doing something way less interesting than you but I wont care because I'd rather brag about my wife and her job than mine anyway..."

He's directly in front of her by now, snapping countless photos of Chloe's enamored and twinkling doe eyes as she gazed at him over the camera, her lips twisting in a subdued smile that she was failing at fighting back.

It was the type of smile that could break the hardest exteriors and melt the coldest hearts. Not that Kihyun ever claimed to be that cold or hard bodied. Some might have described him as such but not since he found her.

Kihyun lowers the obstructive device so that she could see the earnestness on his face when he spoke. He lifts his hand to pinch her chin softly, stroking her skin with the pad of his thumb.

"Because Ive never felt more sure about anyone in my life and you deserve all of that and more. You'll figure that out one of these days. Sooner than later , I hope."

Chloe finally gives in to the fullness of her smile, her soft dimples denting her cheeks and her bunny nose wrinkling slightly. She tries to turn away from his touch to hide her blush that only he could see, and Kihyun tips her chin back towards him and holds her in his eyes.

"Of course, Im in no rush for any of that. Thats just my plan...Im enjoying having you to myself these days."   

He pulls Chloe into his side, pressing a kiss to her temple and then her lips.

Just then, a bright red cardinal perches on a branch that bobbed merely inches away from where they were standing. Kihyun's eyes open at the sound of its song and he abruptly breaks their kiss, leaving Chloe's eyes fluttering in confusion until she hears the telling clicks of his camera shooting over her shoulder.

Its as if Kihyun had completely forgotten she was there and that they were having a moment by the way he was now fully engrossed by the disinterested bird.

"Ooh thats perfect..." he mutters as the continued to capture stills of the bird until it ultimately flew away. His shoulders drop, as does his smile and his shoulders.

Even the camera droops in his hold , giving Chloe the perfect opportunity to snatch it from his hands. Kihyun barely has time to react before shes turning it on him and going ham on the shutter button.

Snickering, she lowers the camera to look at the screen, smiling warmly at the array of expressions she'd captured. His pout and furrowed brow. His eyes wide with surprise and confusion. The last photo she'd taken immortalized Kihyun's handsome face and heart stuttering smile looking back at her. She bites her lip in reaction to that familiar and almost overwhelming sensation of butterflies swarming in her chest again.

"Youre right..." she lifts her brows before looking back up at him.

"Perfect."

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Love Language:

Im on the fence between Acts of Service, Gifts, and Quality time. All of which could be valid because we all tend to dabble in multiple (or all) love languages. But since he is basically hubby, he's extremely reliable, loves spending time with his partner when his schedule permits it. Loves cooking for you and feeding you. Loves making things for you in general. Things that he knows you'll use often.

And he loves buying you things. Clothes, jewelry, high quality food. He doesn't really care about receiving gifts as much as he enjoys giving but if you were to gift him, make it something useful and personal. That would really make him blush.

As far as gifts giving, Kihyun would absolutely buy you a car out of the blue if you mentioned needing a new one lol He'd just randomly pull up in it and you'd be like "oh this is nice" and he'd say "oh you think so? Here." , tossing you the keys. He's the young flexer after all.

Must be nice..

Pet names/terms of endearment:

'Darling' or 'Baby' seem to be his go to's for pet names. With his deep voice and the way his lips kiss consonants when he speaks, I cant imagine anyone being able to resist him when he calls them one of those two. Maaaybe even princess or "My Queen" when he's being cheeky. For sure 'Baby' though.

Tattoo: Jooheon❤️‍🔥

a/n: smooth, romantic, slow driving through the desert of the west vibes. Bonnie and Clyde/Lone Ranger/ On the Run inspired with a rough necked Jooheon risking life and limb with his ride or die beside him. Enjoy❤️

BadBoyJooheonxBlackFemOC. Raw lazy morning sex. Some violent flashbacks italicized

Vibes🎶🎧: No Ordinary Love - Sade

                   Like a Tattoo- Sade

                   Cherish the Day- Sade

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The alarm screeched offensively in her ears and the light of morning crept through her eyelids before even opening.

The air in the cheap pit stop motel was thick and hazy of mothballs, cigarette smoke and dust. But the calmness was welcomed after what the two endured the night before.

Jasmine rolls onto her back stiffly, the thin sheets clinging to her soft curves and the warmth of her lover's skin greets her waking senses.

She turns her body to align with his, the tip of her nose grazing over his shoulder blade as she scoots closer.

"Honey?" She beckons in a whisper.

Lips as soft as satin press intimately against his nape and he stirs beneath the covers.

He groans softly in protest and Jasmine continues with her lips over his skin, this time curling her hand over his waist to brush his taut abdomen.

"Baby..." she murmurs, gliding her lips down to the top of his spine. Her fingertips extends over his torso and lingers just above his naval, where he contracts reflexively to her touch.

"Its time to wake up.." she says and like a siren to the lost sailor amidst the endless seas, Jooheon is pulled from the darkness.

He sighs heavily and lays his hand over the daintier one teasing the skin below his sternum and for a moment, he doesn't move.

Neither of them do.

Only bracing themselves for the inevitable moment where time marched on and the ghosts of their past would come lurking behind every corner, seeking retribution for their sins.

She held him, counting the beats of his scarred heart.

Calm.

Even.

Steady as always despite it all.

Last night, Jooheon killed a man and on the path they chose , she knew it wouldn't be the last time he would have to.

The damnation of the deed would haunt him every waking second.

But with her tucking herself against his body so warmly, feeling her breasts pressing into his back, Jooheon could forgive the monster that he was.

Even if only for a moment.

Smoke danced from the heated barrel and furniture tumbled beneath the fallen victims weight. His back hits the carpeted floors and the growing crimson stain expands over his white collared shirt.

"Shit...shit.."

Repeated curses hiss through bared teeth beneath Jooheon's breath with wild eyes.

He touched her.

Stupid mother fucker touched her and he had it coming.

Those were the words looping through Jooheon's mind as he backed away from the subdued assailant as he exhaled his final breath.

Jasmine stands frozen in the corner of the room, covering her partial nudity with the sheet she'd torn from the bed. Her bottom lip swelled and bled from being slapped across the room, but adrenaline kept her from feeling it.

Her eyes were wide and fearful as Jooheon remained planted with his gun raised and aimed at the law enforcer's chest.

The fateful discovery of the mark's true identity set their new lives in motion as the world came to a screeching halt the moment the badge fell from his bloody fingers.

He was a cop.

Jooheon had just killed a cop.

A dirty one , no less but.

Still....

His chest rose and fell as he panted, and his hand trembled against the cold smoking steal still in his grasp.

It was supposed to be a normal sting.

She'd lure him in from the bar after boozing him up and convincing him to stay the night in a motel near by. As soon as he fell asleep, they'd rob him blind before moving on to the next town.

Simple and seamless.

No one was meant to get hurt.

Nobody was supposed to die.

"Are you alright?" He speaks over the dead deputy but the concern in his voice was intended only for her.

"Yes. Im...Im fine. Baby, is he...." She stammers but the words die along with the answer she feared.

"Did you get the money?" He interjects sharply, this time snapping his neck in her direction.

The fear in her auburn eyes deepen at Jooheon's glare.

All traces of shock and fear had dissipated and the only feeling she could detect in his eyes was cold and un-remorseful.

The eyes of a killer.

Jooheon breaks from her embrace to sit up and stretch, the mattress groaning in protest as he moves. Jasmine lifts her head curiously with a softened pout at the grotesque sight.

The wideness of his back takes up her full view and her eyes fall straight to the darkening bruises that branded his skin.

She hated how they worsened as the time passed. The night they happened, there was barely a mark. Now his honey tanned complexion was marred by blotches of red and purple under his shoulder blades from being slammed against the dresser repeatedly. It made her stomach hurt just thinking about it.

Without thinking, she reaches out to gently to trace the biggest bruise over his ribs and Jooheon flinches.

"Im sorry." she grimaces and he looks over his shoulder at her wary expression. He regards her quietly for a moment, taking note of her unwrapped bun of curls topping her head, loose strands sticking out in every direction. Her sleepy eyes were still swollen from crying and Jooehon recalled hugging her against his chest in the shower that previous night.

His brow hardened for a second before smoothing again, and he exhaled tiredly before pinching the tip of Jasmine's nose affectionately.

"For what?" He yawns and Jasmine shrugs a shoulder.

"I don't know....everything...." she simpers, avoiding his hard gaze.

Her chin begins to tremble as emotions rushed through. Jasmine was a tough girl but that only got her so far. Only Jooheon triggered something in her to melt away the hard exterior.

"Don't start.." he croons, shaking his head. The morning rasp in his voice was as soothing and attractive as it always was. Like the crackling of a fire or the soft rumble of a distant storm.

"S'too early for all that crying baby..." He slurs his sords tiredly, laying back to rest on his elbows and Jasmine huffs.

"Be honest. How bad is it? How bad does it hurt you? Should I run you a bath? Or go to a hospital?...."she suggests rapid fire and Jooheon immediately rolls over to face her. His expression was hard but his eyes softened the moment he saw the tears glistening over her face.

He reaches up to cup her cheek, his other hand on her waist to pull her closer.

"And what names would we give them?  Jooheon Lee? The cop killer...most wanted man on the southern coast.." he jokes with a sleepy smirk but Jasmine doesn't find the humor.

"That's not funny." She deadpans. Her eyes fall back towards the patterns of red and purple blotching his skin. Shes careful with her touch this time as she recounted the cause of them,blinking the violent memory away soon after.

"Ive never seen bruises this dark before and Im worried." her voice shook. Tentative fingertips hover over the corner of Jooheon's mouth that still

"Ive had worse. These are nothing. Its nothing.."he feigns and Jasmine rolls her eyes.

"How can you be so dismissive?...like none of this scares you." She shakes her head, attempting to turn away from him to get out of the bed. But she's stopped when Jooheon's hand grips her hip firmly.

"Who says Im not scared?" Jooheon smiles weakly before leaning over her body, nestling his hand against the sheets underneath her arm. He tilts his head slightly to brush the tip of his nose over hers until she giggles, taking the parted opportunity to run the tip of his tongue through the slit.

"My heart damn near stopped when I heard you scream for me. Then I walked in that room and saw you trapped underneath that son of a bitch. I was afraid. Afraid that I'd finally done it. Finally put you in a position that I couldnt get you out of. That I'd finally lost you..."

His vulnerability was accented by the way his hands went from frisky to tender, the pads of his fingers grazing the skin of her cheeks as he spoke.

"But fear never stopped me from doing what had to be done. Id kill him again. Him and whoever tries to hurt you. And I mean that shit.."

Jasmine knew he did. If she knew nothing else, she knew Jooheon was the type of man to do exactly what he says he'll do. And while it should have frightened her a little, she only felt herself falling deeper into the abyss of their love.

"I know.." she all but whispers after staring longingly into Jooheon's exhausted eyes. He smiles despite them.

"Damn right. Cuz' youre my girl. Now....Why should I go to some hospital when youre all I need? Hmm? Only you know how to take care of me..." He his voice rumbles just above a growl, fanning her lips with his warm breath.

Even first thing in the morning, Jooheon tasted of deep bourbon and cinnamon and Jasmine sighed softly at his subtle permission to enter her mouth.

He melts into her body with a sigh of his own, partially of relief and from the soreness that smarts all over his back and torso. She wasn't being dramatic in her concern for his injuries. He'd taken a beating last night but nothing in him was broken.

Nothing in him ever broke until she showed up in his life....

Broken glass, overturned and broken chairs scattered the carpet under their feet.

Jasmine blinks, unsure of what to say and she eventually steps forward timidly. Jooheon  sways as the brunt of his wounds have him staggering backward.

Before drawing his gun, he and the deputy engaged in quite the scuffle. Jooheon's back collided with several parts of the room as they exchanged blows. He was much bigger and stronger than Jooheon had anticipated. It came to a point of no choice.

It was gonna either be him or Jooheon, and that was a no-brainer.

"Babe..." Jasmine rushes toward him just as he's about to stumble back, catching his arm.

Jooheon winces at her touch, digging deep into his lip with his teeth. Wordlessly , he nods to her unsaid question, reaching under the arm she held to cradle a rib that was likely broken. He jerks his chin towards the floor and Jasmine releases him to quickly snatch up the wad of rolled cash she attempted to pull from the slumbering giant's pocket several minutes ago that lies abandoned at the foot of the tussled bed.

Jooheon stowed his weapon slowly, his eyes never leaving the motionless man steadily bleeding through the floor.

He then helps her gather her things and dress herself, his eyes shifting around the room to ensure nothing was left behind that could be traced back to them.

His eyes dart back to the deputy's legs that peaked out from the other side of the bed and swallows.

"You got everything?" he asks her and she nods, patting over her body to verify.

"Yeah. Lets go before someone hears us..." she insists and Jooheon hesitates as his eyes continuously scanned the disheveled motel room.

There was very little Jooheon regretted in his life, not even what he'd just done. It was necessary. He could hear Jasmine's muffled screams from through walls and before she could give him the signal, he kicked in the door to find the sweaty mongrel on top of her with his hands around his girl's throat.

All he saw was red.

He had to.

Jasmine shrugs on the leather jacket Jooheon loaned her from his shoulders.

She runs a shaky hand through her disheveled curls hair thoughtlessly before stepping around him towards the cracked door.

Before she can pass , Jooheon grips her by the arm and she turns to him sharply. His eyes fall straight to the bloody cut splitting her bottom lip then back up to her eyes.

"Im fine. Lets go..." she ensures, and with a gentle tug of her wrist, they were gone.

Jooheon's hands were rough from years of dirty work and fighting but when they passed over Jasmine's ignited flesh, they felt like silk. He strokes her body with the same tempered slowness of his tongue against hers.

Caressing her cheek.

Skimming over her jaw and neck.

Cupping her breast and tweaking her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

Teasing the thin scripted tattoo that tickled over the side of her ribs, where his name was forever branded on her skin.

Honey...

The sweetest taboo she'd ever be addicted to.

"Bet youre already wet for me, huh....." he exhales as his hand sneaks low between their bodies, his two fingers rushing to spread her dewy petals.

Its less a question than it is a statement.

That was something he'd grown to know of his girl.

She was always ready for him.

Ready for anything..

His fingers dip inside of her with ease and both of them let out a gratified moan between their lips. Jooheon pumps them into her slowly, pushing them so deep that his palm pressed against her clit with each pass.

Jasmine's hips rolled in attempt to dictate the rhythm of Jooheon's hand, but he maintained a steady pace while pressing upward, teasing her spot.

When she gasped, a sinful smirk crossed his lips.

"Wassup, baby?" Jooheon's morning voice rasped deep with the question, keeping his lips idled over hers. Jasmine's wetness squelched loudly against his fingers and her breath caught in her throat the fast they moved inside of her

"Oh fuck. Oh fuck, baby. Fuck me...please.." she moaned desperately while fighting back the tears as Jooheon's trigger fingers brought her close to the edge. It never took him long. He was just good like that.

His thumb swept over her clit lazily, most of his focus on making her erupt for him from the inside.

He seemed to ignore her plea, steadily stroking her expertly with the same hands he'd used to end a life just hours ago. The irony was cruel but neither of them would acknowledge it. Definitely not now.

"How you want me, baby? Deep like this?" He indulged her requests for more of him with his lips and teeth grazing her jaw.

Jooheon holds Jasmine down by her hip with his free hand as his other continued its work, fucking his fingers into her faster until he could feel the pressure building.

High-pitched breathy moans spurned Jooheon on , letting him know she was almost there. Her pussy pulsed around his fingers and squeezed them desperately.

"Yep. Yep..there you go..give it here.." he drawls, pulling Jasmine's body up from the mattress, tugging at her until she seizes under the intensity of her orgasm. Not a soul could rest with how Jasmine screamed Jooheon's name just then. Her voice raw and slightly broken, clinging to the walls of their decrepit motel room.

A labored chuckle shakes Jooheon's chest as he marveled at Jasmine's beauty with his fingers still deep inside of her to the knuckle , rubbing over her spot soothingly, coaxing as much of her milky nectar out of her that he could.

"My baby..." he growled, leaning down to kiss the tears streaming from her cheeks, knowing they stemmed from pleasure and frustration. Jooheon knew she only wanted to cum with him deep inside of her, carving his name on her soul. The way only he could. He knew it was what her body craved , to feel full and overpowered by him. But there was something indescribable about watching her unravel by the skill of his hand and the rush he felt from it.

Shortly after pulling his dripping fingers from her heat, Jooheon set out to do what he knew Jasmine needed. He spreads her legs wider, grunting as he got situated between her body and the thin sheet covering them. His underwear is pushed down roughly with one hand, and he releases a stiff sigh of relief when the air hits his sensitive skin.

The weight of Jooheon's dick slapping against Jasmine's sensitive heat sends of jolt of sensation through her, quickly waking her out of her daze and straight into anticipation mode.

Her trembling hands rush to Jooheon's waist, her arms locking her spread legs wide open and giving both of them a vivid view of their juncture. His manhood weeped a single bead from the tip as he teased it up and down through her folds. He only did that a few times before sliding right in, stretching her slowly until he bottomed out as she whimpered softly. Jooheon dropped his full weight onto Jasmine, their bare chests and heartbeats pressed together as he hinged his hips back a little.

"Ah shit.." he huffed against her cheek, leaning into her to peck her jawline with a kiss. He asks her if she's good, to which she nods frantically in response before he set out on a heart pounding pace.

Jasmine barely has the voice to moan anymore, let alone the wind, since every deep stroke knocked it out of her. Her mind was far too scrambled with pleasure to form a word anyway. So she does only what she can manage, cling to Jooheon's wide back to keep him where he was until she was spent and he'd given her everything he had in return.

The chorus of his deep throaty grunts against her neck and her breathy whines drove them both to the brink of madness, Jasmine's teary eyes already rolling back the longer Jooheon fucked her.

"Jooheon..oh god..." she cried when a sharp jab against her cervix has her seeing stars. Its a mixture of pain and pleasure she was obsessed with and became well acquainted with since meeting this man.

"Hmm?" he hums against her, snapping into her harder. Jasmine mumbled something incoherent as she hugged him tightly from inside and out. Jooheon hisses at the squeeze of her walls around him but his efforts never falter.

"You love this dick, don't you baby? Hmm? You love it?" He mouthed his way back to her lips, catching one of them between his teeth before asking again. He needed the praise the way a growing flame needed kindling. It boosted him, charged him up in ways nothing else could.

"Yes..yes I love it..I love you.." Jasmine hiccuped against his kiss, finally releasing a strangled moan when Jooheon adjusted the angle of his stroke to hit her right where his fingers just were. Although he didnt say it back, Jasmine felt every inch of his love as it roved through her tirelessly. She felt his love every time he gripped her waist as if he were afraid she'd slip away and he would have lost her forever.

Jasmine's breath quickened and from the sound of her keening moans, Jooheon felt her nearing the precipice. He braced himself for another beautiful disaster while getting lost in her.

"Fuck....Yes, Come on. Cum for me baby. Cum on it if you love it.." he huffed, putting everything he has into making her body shake. His rhythm gradually becomes staggered, all while his hands held her ass up right where he needed it.

Her voice had gone hoarse and her mouth stale from panting, but it was enough to have Jooheon's control wavering.

Jasmine could tell he was just as close to cumming as she was and the lust drunk vixen inside of her would do whatever it took for that to happen.

"Cum inside me...please. I want you so deep baby..." she moans for him, knowing it was exactly what he needed to hear. She wanted his seed deep in her womb. Damn the consequences, she'd deal with them later.

Jooheon squeezed her hips hard enough to leave bruises as he slapped into her faster and faster.

Both of them hadnt realized how transfixed they were with watching Jooheon damn near splitting Jasmine in half until they looked at eachother. Jasmine blinks away the blur from her vision in time to lock eyes with her lover.

Her pain. Her anchor. Her gravity.

All of that reflected in his wounded stare. His furrowed brow that was still sliced at its arch from the deputy's right hook. His bottom lip strained between his teeth as he gradually allowed himself to get lost in her, but his eyes remained locked on hers as if she would be the one to help him find his way back.

"Honey I love you..."she blurts, the fresh tears glittering her fixed gaze on Jooheon's overwhelmed expression.

With one final slam of his hips and an emphatic grunt, Jooheon pressed himself as deep as Jasmine's body would allow him, puttung him flush against her sensitive cervix. Her legs wrapped around him and locked him deep inside of her, both of them moaning in sync until both of them came undone.

Their eyes never left eachothers, not even when Jooheon's dick pumped waves of cum into her pulsating heat. They held eachother in the reflection of their souls until one of them relents. This time its Jasmine, as she goes limp beneath him with her nails dragging lazily over his shoulder blades.

Their bare chests played a game of push and pull with their synchronized panting, Jooheon's muscles flexing subtly as he slowly pushed himself up.

With a few lingering kisses between them, he slowly pulls out of Jasmine with a breathy groan that sends a chill up her spine. He wouldnt know based soley on how she appeared to him though, eyes barely open and serene faced.

She would go back to sleep if he left there undisturbed long enough, but both of them knew with the rising sun, came reality.

"Alright babe..C'mon. We gotta move.." Jooheon sighs, grunting as he climbed off of her tiredly, tapping her upper thigh just enough to cause her skin to ripple. She mumbles in protest but ultimately obeys as she too rolled off the bed, both them setting out to get freshened up and dressed quickly for check out.

They resented it but was indeed time to move. With news of a dead cop circling local news , along with grainy CCTV footage of a man and a woman fleeing the crime scene hand in hand on loop, it was in the couples best interest to not stay in the same place for long.

They had no other choice after all..

Her hands didn't shake when she pulled back on the gun, loading the chamber with a bullet seamlessly as if she'd been doing it her entire life. The sun was high and the wind were graceful on their drive through the barren land of sienna sands and tumble weed. Jooheon's dark hair tossled with the breeze as he drove with his elbow resting in the window sill.

Smoke swirled from the Newport tucked between his fingers and he lifts it to his lips for one more drag before flicking it carelessly to the breeze. He exhales the smoke through his nose as he glances over at his passenger, smirking fondly at how comfortable she'd become handling his weapon.

Admittedly, it was kind of sexy.

"You know what you doing over there?" He snarks, turning to put his attention back on the endless road and Jasmine scoffs.

"Id hope so, or the guy who showed me dont know shit either." She perks her brow as she switched the safety back with a smirk that matched Jooheon's. He scowls over at her briefly with a bitten lip and reaches over to pinch the skin of her neck playfully, making her shrug into his hand and giggle.

"Ouch! Quit" she snaps but Jooheon was only getting started. He contiues poking and pinching her playfully in the places he knew her to be most ticklish. Jasmine retaliates by poking him in the ribs, forgetting about his injuries, and Jooheon recoils with a sharp hiss.

"Ah ah..Chillchillchill..." he chuckles in surrender, seeming to be yield as Jasmine's smile vanished. She huffs in annoyance , lightly tapping Jooheon's uninjured shoulder to scold him. But it was hard to stay mad at him when he got into these playful moods, which occurred far and few between now that their lives had taken such a serious turn.

"Why do you play so damn much?! You know youre hurt but wanna start shit..." she fusses ineffectively and Jooheon stifles his laughter while rubbing at his tender ribs.

" 'cause Im a shit starter, duh..." he snarks, poking his tongue out between his teeth as he smirked. Even with his wounds, he was still as fine as he could be. Jasmine rolls her eyes.

"Whatever..focus on driving Mr.Shit Starter..."

Jooheon bites his lip to keep his tongue at bay, maintaining the control over the '64 Impala with his driving hand secured on the steering wheel. Only the sounds of the radio playing and the engine revving as Jooheon accelerated filled the open space between them. Jasmine was leaning against her side of the car, her gaze on the desert landscape while her partners dimpled grin flashed in her direction mischievously. He stole glances from the road to continue pestering her by poking her side until she comically threatens him with violence.

Just then, a jackrabbit appears out of nowhere and dashes across the road. Out of reflex, Jooheon's right arm extends towards Jasmine and presses her against her seat as he swerved to avoid ringing the dinner bell for the vultures stalking the skies. The whole car jerks sharply and straightens back on it's path, its driver cursing under his breath.

"Little fucker.." Jooheon mutters with disdain as he watched the varmint kicking up dust as it shrunk in the distance via his side view.

"Its not the rabbit's fault you can't drive. Better stop playing so much." Jasmine scolds him with a giggle, her hand carressing his protective arm. Jooheon kissed his teeth arrogantly at the mirror before relaxing, returning that dominant arm to the task of controlling the steering.

"Yeah yeah..You just make sure youve got a good handle on that gun, maam. Before you fuck around and shoot a hole through my dash.." He smirks over at her and Jasmine rolls her eyes. Mainly because of how old that joke was getting. He just loved to tease her over how green she was compared to him, although it was what he loved about her most.

"I know what Im doing. Shut up." She wrinkles her nose cutely, promptly stowing the 9mm safely in its place below her seat.

"Youre the one whose always handing it to me in the first place. You must be prepared for me to shoot someone with it.." she adds and Jooheon shakes his head.

"I prefer you didn't. Not until I have a chance to really teach you how to handle it. For now, I just need you to know how to reload it just in case I...." he pauses, something in his rear view snagging his attention.

"Just in case what?.." Jasmine parrots, her brow creasing in worry.

Jooheon doesnt respond immediately, his jaw tensing slightly as he checked his other mirrors. He squints at the shape of a vehicle speeding up in thier lane behind them.

It had been back there a while, and Jooheon had been inconspicuously monitoring it since leaving the last city.

It wasnt until they'd crosses into another state that he began to wonder if that truck was just coincidentally heading the same way as them, or if they were being followed.

Jooheon couldn't shake the paranoia, leading the type of life he did, but its heightened by the fact that it wasnt just himself he had to worry about anymore.

He wordlessly offers his palm to Jasmine, the known signal for her to quickly pass him his gun.

She does so, her hands trembling now that there seemed to be an immentnt threat, but Jooheon remains as cool as he always did. He sits up in his seat slightly, checking his mirrors again as the vehicle drew closer.

"What?" Jasmine tried to hide the panic in her voice as best as she could. Jooheon nods towards the rear view mirror and Jasmine turns her body slightly to look behind them. Noting the approaching SUV, she frowns.

Jooheon cranes his neck, squinting at the vehicles reflection suspicously.

"That look like an undercover to you?" He asks and Jasmine's eyes go wide.

"Undercover? Like a cop?"her voice breaks

and Jooheon nods sharply, toggling his sharp gaze between the road and the trucks reflection in his mirror.

"You think a cop is following us?" Jasmime tenses and Jooheon shrugs a shoulder calmly.

"I don't know. Just got a weird feeling. Sit back.."

Jasmine hadn't noticed she was fully facing the backseat, straining her neck to see behind their car. She quickly rights herself, sinking in the seat a little as if to hide.

"What do you mean you don't know? You think its a cop?" She asks again while sneaking another look back. A large hand curls over her thigh, giving it a reassuring squeeze before returning to the matte black handgun nestled in his lap.

"Just chill, baby..." Jooheon speaks calmly as he sensed Jasmine's anxiety. Not that she could help it. Anything that had Jooheon on guard made her nervous.

"Im chill, I promise..." she huffs, looking back towards the unidentified vehicle.

From what Jasmine could see, they were being tailed by a large SUV for a while but she hadn't noticed since it kept its distance until now. It had very dark tint, even on the windshield , so she could barely make out the silhouette of the driver. It could be anyone behind them. A stranger. An enemy...

As her brain thumbed through its rolodex of potential antagonists, Jasmine hadn't realized that the SUV had gotten close enough for her hear it's engine. Jooheon tightens his jaw, as well as his grip on the gun in his lap with his keen eye on his rear view mirror.

She wasn't so sure what was going on in that mind of his, but surely shooting their way out of the situation wasn't it.

It couldn't be. If whoever was behind them was indeed law enforcement, resorting to gunplay would be suicide.

The SUV pulls up closer, just enough to hear the bass of music bumping inside of it. Jooheon maintains his speed, not wanting to provoke a chase while keeping his steady hand on his lap. If he felt any fear at all, Jasmine couldn't tell.

Fucking with a cop was like poking a hornet's nest. Trigger one and the swarm ensues. That was the worst possible outcome and for all they knew, backup was already on the way and they were just sitting ducks on the highway.

If it came to a fight, Jooheon wouldnt go out without one if running wasnt an option.

"No...not like this. Please.." Jasmine prayed to herself. It was quite audacious for her to believe any higher power would be listening after the things she's done, but she couldnt help but hope.

"Please.." she whispers shakily just as the SUV revved closer.

After a silent stand off seemed to occur between him and the driver behind them, the SUV switches lanes and accelerates to pass their car. It then crosses in front of them, only to speed off well over the limit.

"Son of a bitch" Jooheon hissed, his grip loosening on the steering wheel.

Both he and Jasmine sigh, Jooheon puffing his cheeks before passing the gun back to her carefully.

"We're good." he exhales, still eyeing the unsuspecting vehicle as it zoomed off in the distance. Jasmine felt as if her heart had stopped beating the moment their cars were closest, a haunting vision of the grim reaper behind the wheel, ready to take them both away to place to pay for their many sins.

Jooheon shoots her a quick look when she says nothing, noting the trepidation in her expression, before reaching over to pinch her chin with a half-hearted smile.

"Hey, we're ok. Relax.."

Easy for him to say.

"This time..." she mutters, turning her face to slip from his hold. She quickly reaches up to dab away the tear pricking the corner of her eye before exhaling.

Jooheon's gun felt heavier than usual in her lap and her gaze falls on it as a grim fact reared its head.

"You need to teach me." she says and Jooheon's brow creases with confusion.

With his eyes still trained ahead, he frowns.

"Teach you?"

"How to shoot. How to fight. Something! I cant just sit here while you do eveything to protect us. I need to be able to protect you too."

"For what? I do well enough protecting myself." he almost laughs but Jasmine saw nothing funny.

"Still. You can't drive and shoot Jooheon. What if something did happen and you were hurt? More than you already are. I feel so damn useless.." She rolls her eyes, turning her body slightly to face the door.

Jooheon's smirk faded at the insecurity in Jasmine's voice. He looks over at her, watching her shrink in her seat beside him as she watches the desert zoom past them.

A hard lump of realism catches in Jooheon's throat as he considers the suggestion. Immediately, the image of her being willing to put herself in danger to protect him threatens to yank his heart from his chest.

"Hey.." Jooheon reaches over with his hand palm side up. Jasmine's eyes go to it then to his unreadable profile. She places her hand in his without hesitation and Jooheon lifts it to his lips, grazing her knuckles with a kiss.

"You have my heart Jas."

Jasmine's brows lift at the hint of vulnerabilty seasoning his words. He must have sensed her knowing since he didnt look at her, keeping his eyes on the road ahead as he spoke.

"Every vein. Every beat. It's you. You know that right?" he hardens his glare, swallowing against the tension. Jasmine kept her gaze on the side of his face, tucking her bottom lip as she nodded.

"I do."  she confirms after several beats. Jooheon visibly relaxes at the response, swallowing again. He sighs as if the weight of his feelings wore on him so heavily, that just saying them brought some relief.

"Good. So maybe just.. hold onto it for me? Because that's all I need from you. Keep being my reason. I can teach you how to handle a gun and how to think if it brings you peace of mind. Just please know that you will never be usueless. Not to me, not to anyone. So never say that shit, ok?"

Jasmine's brow crinkled as she digested his words. His feelings werent new to her. As it was stated before, Jasmine felt Jooheon's love in every thing he did. The way he looked at her. The way he touched her. The way he'd grip her thigh when he drove or the way he tussled with a man twice his size to protect her. She knew without a shadow of a doubt that he loved her, but to hear him say it in his own way just now....

Her pause was expected and Jooheon found amusement in her silence as he looked over, giving her hand a gentle squeeze.

"No need to dirty these pretty hands of yours, baby. But should you ever need to shoot somebody, make sure youre aiming.." he winks, reiterating his gentle tease before their drive took a serious turn. Jooheon lets out a hearty laugh when he notices Jasmine's scowl melting into a reluctant smile.

"Whatever." she rolls her eyes playfully, making Jooheon chuckle. She tries to reclaim her hand, but its kept locked within her man's grip possessively.

"Naw, listen. You said you wanted to learn and that was part of your first unofficial lesson." he teases again, tightening his hold on Jasmine's hand since he knew she'd try to swat at him if he didn't. At his resistance to let go, the heaviness from before dissipated completely and Jasmine allows herself to laugh again. He is talent for manipulating the mood never ceased to amaze her.

"You get on my nerves.." she giggles, surrendering to Jooheon's charm yet again. For the first time in minutes, Jasmine feels her heartbeat's rhythm simmer down to a resting pace, knowing it had everything to do with Jooheon's calming nature. She pulls her bottom lip between her teeth and shook her head before continuing.

"..and you know , I'm ok with leaving the shooting part up to you for now. To be honest, just holding it for you when you drive makes me feel kind of dangerous.." she admits cutely and Jooheon flashes her a dimpled grin.

"Oh, you are dangerous. Trust me.."

Even though she detected sarcasm in his tone, there was an underlying implication of his words that had Jasmine wondering if he really meant that. She never asked him though.

Jooheon doesn't say another word, merely pulling up Jasmine's hand and brushing another kiss over it. Their fingers remain interlocked as he cruised silently with a hardened stare over the steering wheel.

Eventually, Jooheon knew everything would catch up to him. Before Jasmine entered his life, it didnt bother him one bit. He accepted his fate and could handle his karma. But he also knew Jasmine didn't deserve any of this.

But he also wasn't good enough of a man to let her go...

The landscape of scorching sands, burnt sienna dunes and cyan skies that faded into pink stretched on with the faded concrete chasing the ombre horizon. They'd been traveling all day, putting hundreds of miles between them and the fate that would never stop chasing. As tiresome it was to be on the run, buying them another day together would always be worth it.

Jasmine shifts her head against the cushioned headrest to admire Jooheon as he focused on getting them somewhere safe for the night, the lights of a distant city already glittering ahead.

His profile, those hard and focused eyes as if he was drowning in his thoughts, was just a beautiful as it always was. Despite the bloodied bruises that marred the corner id his mouth and brow.

He would always be enough.

Even if he was complicated.

So. Fucking. Complicated....

But he was hers. Engrained. Engraved in ink and blood for eternity.

And she'd wear it proudly, just like a tattoo.