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from yours, with love

pairing :: eden x seokmin

word count :: 2.2k

synopsis :: the couple exchange birthday gifts.

time :: february 15, 2024

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He plops his bottom down in the sand, spreading his legs and opening his arms for her. He grabbed her cup of hot chocolate while she dropped to her knees and used her hands to brace herself. She crawled, sitting down between his legs and falling back against him. She took back her cup as he wrapped his arms around her, swaying them from side to side while exchanging giggles.

They had arrived just on time for the sun to begin setting. The drone show would begin soon, and they would have a perfect view of the entire thing.

He let go of her with one arm, pulling his scarf out from under his coat and unraveling the tie. He tried to squish them together as tight as he could, flipping the scarf over her. He crossed one side over the other, making a scarf for both of them.

“Warm enough?” He kissed the side of her head that was covered by her beanie. Then he rested his chin on her shoulder.

“Yes, love. I don’t even feel that cold.” She threw her head back in an attempt to show him some affection from the absence of her hands. “You?”

“My butt’s cold.”

Eden snorted and he could feel her entire body shake as she laughed. “You know what the cure for a cold butt is?”

He read her mind completely. “A hot bubble bath?”

“Absolutely.” She clicked her tongue, biting her lip because he knew her so well. “What was your favorite part from today?”

“You.” He said with no hesitation.

“Other than me.”

“That chocolate cake was really good, I liked that.”

She chuckled, nodding along with him. “Yeah, that cake was really good.” Eden pressed her lips to the cup, slowly sipping to make sure she didn’t burn her tongue. The hot chocolate was at the perfect temperature and was so rich. “Mmm, try it.”

She directed the cup towards him, watching him blow into the little opening on the lid before sipping. He enjoyed it as well, humming in delight.

Seokmin handed it back to her and she took another sip before pressing it down in the sand, making sure it didn’t fall over.

She craned her neck upwards, kissing him on the jaw. Then she started digging through her bag to find his birthday present. She had already given him his valentines gift last night so the anticipation for this was eating away at her.

Except she couldn’t find the little cassette player she purchased for the special occasion. She must have forgotten to get it out of her luggage. She sighed, pressing her palm to her forehead.

“What’s wrong?” He brushed her hair behind her ear, pressing his lips to it.

“Well, I was gonna give you your birthday present but I forgot another part of it at the bnb.” Her shoulders slumped, wanting to hit herself on the head. But she was too antsy to just wait to give it to him when she had all the parts together. So this would have to do.

Eden distanced herself from him, the scarf coming undone and scooting around on her tush to get a better look at him. She pulled the wrapped present from her bag. It was red with white ribbon wrapped around it, the words ‘From yours, with love’ written in cursive in a black sharpie.

“Happy birthday, my love.” She held it out for him with both of her hands, the corners of her lips twitching to hide her smile.

His eyes lit up with wonder, holding the starry night sky in them. It was tiny but he knew without a doubt that it was one of a kind, so he had to handle it with care. He took it like he was holding a baby puppy, causing her to laugh.

“Open it, then I’ll tell you what I forgot.” Her anxiety increased so she readjusted and chose to sit on her legs.

Seokmin untied the shiny white ribbon, carefully pulling off the pieces of tape he found so he could save the wrapping paper. Anything she touched or wrote on was precious to him.

He stared down at the cassette tape, the word ‘Always’ in Eden’s cursive written on the middle of it where the label was.

His smile was already so wide, as it always is. He traced his fingers over the wheels and notches, looking up at her and waiting.

She folded her hands together, struggling to find words to explain herself. “So I… I had bought a cassette tape for it but I left it in my luggage at the house so you’ll have to wait to listen to it. Sorry.”

Seokmin leaned forward, pecking her on the lips as he beamed down at her gift.

“It’s over an hour long of songs I’ve written, demos I’ve recorded on my audio app, some melodie’s that come to me, random words and poems I’ve written. All that I’ve done while thinking of you, writing about you and for you.”

Eden watches as he clutches his heart, his eyes wide and his mouth wide open. “E…”

“You’re my biggest inspiration, and now that I finally have the freedom to do what I want, I thought you should be the one that hears it first, in its purest form.” She looks at the tape in his hands. “I used the guitar you got me in some of them, and I still only know the basic chords so it’s not much but–“

“I love it, Eden.” Seokmin sounds unsteady, so Eden’s gaze shoots straight up to his face and his eyes are glassy. “Seriously, it’s perfect.”

She pushes her bottom lip out in a pout, reaching her hand out and wiping away his tears before they can fall down his face. “But you haven’t listened to it yet.”

“It doesn’t matter.” He takes her hand, keeping it cupped to his cheek. “Anything written by you is perfect. Your voice is such a treasure. Anything created by you is beautiful and precious.”

She tilts her head, her pout intensifying as she steps over to him on her knees, kissing him. Seokmin holds the tape close to him, his lips moving along with hers. She pulls away, her thumb swiping over his mole as she smiles, trying to keep her own tears at bay.

“I’m glad I can finally share some with you. Just know that there’s plenty more and this isn’t even a fraction of it.” She scans his face, grinning at him. “Because I love you so much.”

“I love you. I can’t wait to listen to this.” He turns his head to kiss the inside of her wrist.

Eden nods. “Okay, but don’t listen to it in front of me.”

“Why not?” He whines, pouting and slouching his shoulders.

“I just…it makes me feel vulnerable.”

“You know I love everything you have a hand in making. But if it’ll ease your mind, I’ll just wait til you fall asleep.” He smirked, sticking out his tongue. She covers her face with her hands, shaking her head as he laughs.

“Fine.” She falls back to sit on her legs, resting her hand on his knee.

He stores the tape, along with the wrapping paper in his cross bag, seeing his own birthday present for her.

“I also have your birthday present right here,” He dug into a pocket in the inside of his bag, revealing a box.

“Seok, you can’t keep getting me jewelry.” She tilts her head with a pout, her eyes softening.

He took her comment into consideration, knowing he would not listen whatsoever.

“At this rate, you’ll be buying wedding bands next year.” She joked.

“Is that something you’re hoping for next year?” He joked right back.

“No, no, no! Of course, I hope for it. But not next year… whenever we’re both ready and have discussed settling down.” She stumbled over her words, panicking. She didn’t want to make him feel rushed, knowing how dedicated he was to his members. She wasn’t quite sure if she was ready yet either.

“Don’t worry, it’s not jewelry.” He smirked, leaning forward to give her a peck. “It’s even better.”

She widened her eyes. “Better than jewelry?” She couldn’t imagine anything better than jewelry in the tiny little box he was holding. Nothing else came to her mind of what it could be.

He tilted his head with a grin.

“Let’s see it.” She smiled, scooting to sit beside him with her bottom flat on the sand. She leaned her weight on one hand, watching his face.

“The second we left last year, I was already thinking about what to get you this year,” Seokmin rotated the box in his palm, growing nervous. “It’s pretty hard to top promise rings.” He stuck up his ring finger, making her chuckle.

“Very hard.” She stuck hers up as well, interlocking their fingers together.

“And you’re probably right, we would be writing out our vows earlier than expected if we kept up our gifts each year.”

Eden grew more antsy as he continued on, having trouble imagining what could possibly be sitting in the box.

He gently grabbed her hand, placing the velvety box on her palm and leaving her to it. She looked down, then back up at him.

“Go ahead.” He pushed her hair behind her shoulder, leaning in to press his warm lips below her ear.

She wasn’t sure if she could actually open it herself with how her hands were shaking. With his eyes on her and her heart close to beating out of her chest, she got over herself and opened the box.

Much like the box last year, a light shone onto the silver brass key. A key.

Her mind went into overdrive, thinking of everything but the actual thing the key was made for.

“You didn’t…fish our love lock out of the river, did you?” Eden turned her head to him slowly, her eyes bulging.

“No, baby! No, of course not!” He wrapped his arms around her. “Our key and the lock still remain in that river in Paris. They’ll always be in that river. They’re never going anywhere. I promise.”

“Okay, okay.” She pressed her free hand to her chest, feeling her cheeks heat up from embarrassment. It was an irrational fear of hers. “Where does the key go?

He smiled, letting out a tiny snort before reaching up and kissing her temple. He picks the key out of the luxurious box and runs his fingers along the engravings.

“You remember the loft we looked at a few months ago? The one with a full kitchen, and the bathtub with the glass roof? You loved it.”

The moment he says the word ‘apartment’ everything snaps into place. She whips her head to him, her jaw hanging open. “Seokmin.”

“This is the key—though we probably won’t use it much because there’s a keypad and whatnot. But just in case we get locked out, we have it.” He hands the key to her.

“You’re saying…” She looks at it in disbelief. Tears begin to well up in her eyes.

“It's been waiting for us for a couple weeks now.”  He rests his chin on her shoulder, smiling.

“It’s ours?” Her vision blurs through the tears, but she can still see the nod of his head.

“It’s ours.”

Eden lets out a cry, smiling and looking up toward the sky, letting the tears make their way down her cheek and neck. Even as she cries, her feelings are only that of happiness. She is happy. Elated. She launches herself at him, going down with him against the sand as she hugs him. He was unexpecting, laughing as he wraps one arm around her waist.

“I don’t know what to say!” She squeals into his neck, using her hands to lift herself off of him. She hovers over him. “It’s really ours?”

“Yes!”

She starts to attack him with kisses. Several on his forehead, many across both of his cheeks, his nose and eyelids, leaving pecks on top of his lips. He giggles, taking it all in stride. “I’m so happy, Seok. This is perfect. Thank you.”

“I told you, anything you want, I’ll make it happen for you.” He strokes her cheek. “You, me, and our home.”

The word ‘home’ floats on the tip of her tongue, staring down into his eyes with adoration. “Have you been staying there by yourself?”

“I move in some of my things when I have the time, but I’m not gonna stay or sleep there until you’re with me.”

She pouts, feeling her heart ache. “Awe, sweetie.” She caresses his cheek with her hand, her thumb holding the key in place on her palm. “Can we go see it when we get back?”

“Of course.” He stretches his neck up to kiss her.

Eden giggled again, kissing him back and a few more times for good measure. “I love you! I love it.” She raises her hand, holding the key between her fingers and eyeing it. “I love this.” She presses the key to her lips before leaning down and kissing him once more. Harder and Deeper.

“I love you, and I am ready to make a home of our own.”

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misunderstanding

pairing :: jenn x youngjae

word count :: 1.2k

synopsis :: jenn sees reports of youngjae being in a relationship

time :: june 26, 2022

warnings :: angst, fluff if you squint

a/n :: had this idea FOREVERRR but just now getting around to writing it

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She was confused. Shocked. Surprised to see that it wasn’t her name plastered on the news outlets. She may have even felt a little bit of relief if it had been her. Now, she is just numb. Hurt even. It is so laughable.

It didn’t even make sense to her. She’s never had to experience this in a relationship before, so how was she supposed to act? Nothing good would come out of this if her mind wandered, but she couldn’t help it. Couldn’t stop it. It had to be some misunderstanding. A lie. She wouldn’t accept anything less.

Jenn doesn’t even acknowledge her legs shaking intensely, nipping at her fingernails in a random meeting room in their company. The blinds are shut tightly and her chair squeaks with the movement of her legs. She’s rehearsing her words again and all of the anxiety that comes with it.

She had just gotten home from her morning run, finishing up her shower and getting dressed when her phone pinged multiple times. It was from the members' group chat with each other. She opened it, happy to see everyone being active. That was until she saw the article BamBam had sent and was pestering Youngjae about. She read it and her heart sank knowing that the members would find out about their relationship this way. They had only told a few select people. Then she could feel her brain begin to melt, thinking of all the ways the media would try to tear him apart. Degrade her. There was still enough time for her to truly comprehend the title before collapsing. It was not her name. It was not her name next to his. It was not her picture next to his. It wasn’t Jenn, but another woman.

She was never one to act irrationally, but her fingers were steps ahead of her before she could think clearly. She had sent Youngjae the article, asking him what the hell it was, what it was about. She asked him to meet up with her as soon as possible. He read her message, no reply. She assumed he was in agreement with her.

This is fake. He wouldn’t do that, it’s not in his nature. He said he loves me. Jenn wondered if she had been careless enough to let this get past her. Did it say they’ve been dating for a year? She hits herself in the head with her fist, cursing herself for even considering that Youngjae could ever cheat on her.

She hears the door knob turn, snapping her neck in its direction, standing to her feet and seeing Youngjae slip into the meeting room. He shuts the door behind him, locking it.

“Jenn…” He immediately notices the shock on her face and holds out his hands for her.

“I just need to know… just tell me it’s not true.” Her voice trembles with her hands clasped together.

“It’s not true. I don’t even know who got the idea or–“ He realizes the more he talks, it only makes her more fearful. “It’s just a groundless rumor.”

Youngjae grabs for her hands, holding them in his and noticing how shakey they are. “I promise, Jenn. It’s not real.”

She can’t meet his eyes, staring down at their hands. “I…I don’t care who you’ve dated in the past, just as long as it wasn’t when you were with me.”

He stiffens. “Do you think I’d intentionally hurt you like that?”

The coldness in his tone doesn’t go unnoticed. She holds her head high, finally meeting his gaze. “No! I don’t know–I just–I’ve been the center of articles like that before and they’re not always wrong. I don’t know what to think. That’s why I wanna hear it from you.”

Tears have pooled in her eyes now, close to tipping over. Jenn is scared that he thinks she might not trust him. She pulls away from him, stepping back and turning in the other direction. She’s picking at her lip with her fingers, hugging herself with her other arm. The tears make their way down her face, making sure he doesn’t see her cry more than he already has. Not over him.

Youngjae exhales loudly, running a hand through his hair and collecting his thoughts and keeping his frustrations under wraps. He makes his way behind her, wrapping his arms around her tightly.

Jenn’s bottom lip wobbles and she has to stop breathing to ensure he doesn’t see her falling apart.

“Jenn, it’s not true. I'm gonna make sure it’s clear that we’ve never been associated in that manner. We’ve never dated, we simply have just worked on music together. I promise you that.” He dips his head in between her shoulder, pressing his lips to the patch of skin exposed from her sweater.

He turns her body around to face him, trying to make eye contact with her. He tips her chin up with his fingers to see her pained expression, tears staining her flushed cheeks. It cuts him deep. She tries to look away, turning her head in every direction away from him until he finally cups her face in his hands. “Jenn.”

She grabs onto his wrists, eyes still closed because she can’t bear to see the disappointment on his face. His disappointment in her.

“Hey, look at me.” His thumb swipes tears away and he waits for her to open her eyes. Seconds pass until she opens them, the whites of her eyes red and her lips trembling. “The person I’m dating is you. The person I love is you. No one else.”

She squeezes his wrists, a sob finally escaping her. She leans forward, her forehead pressing into his chest. “I’m sorry.”

“You don’t have to be–“

“No, no, I’m so sorry! I’m just scared. It feels a thousand times worse to see another girl's name next to yours and not mine. It would’ve been okay if it was mine. I could have handled it. But someone else…”

“Do you trust me?” He lowers his head, his eyes trying to communicate with her if his words aren’t enough.

“Yes. I do,” She squeezes his wrists, nodding her head between his hands. “Do you trust me?”

“Of course I trust you.” He straightens his spine, leaning in to kiss her forehead and engulfing her in his arms. “People like us are just victims of false accusations like this. I’m sorry it had to be me.”

Jenn sobs once he says the last few words. Like it’s something he could have prevented. “It’s not your fault. Why did they have to pick on you?” Her words are muffled against his hoodie, hands squeezing the fabric.

He chuckles softly. “I guess I’m just an easy target. I’d rather it be me than you.”

She shakes her head, huffing at his humor. Not helping. She steps back, still holding onto his waist and collecting herself through sniffles. She lets go of him to wipe her eyes with her sleeves. “I’m sorry I reacted this way. I can’t stand there being a barrier between us, so please just talk to me when stuff like this happens.”

Youngjae pats her on the head a few times before brushing his fingers through her hair. He doesn’t know what else to say but that he’s sorry. So he pouts, nodding his head and whispering against her forehead. “I love you, Jenn. My only one.”

“I love you too.”

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action

pairing :: mira x wonwoo ft mingyu, sua, and yoohyeon

word count :: 2.1k

synopsis :: wonwoo shows mira his rehearsal video for his stunt scene

time :: april, 2024

warnings :: spice, angst if you squint. mira is shrimping

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Mira just got back from the bathroom, plopping down on the couch next to her boyfriend and tucking her legs underneath herself. “You can press play.” They both shared a nod of approval before resuming their romance movie.

The movie was calming down from its climax, prompting her to rest her head on Wonwoo’s shoulder. He takes in a sharp breath, causing Mira to retreat from him.

“Are you okay?” She frowned, keeping her distance.

He presses his fingers into his shoulder, shutting his eyes at the sensation. “Yeah, I’ve just been exerting some muscles I don’t usually use at the stunt academy.”

“Stunt academy?” Her eyes widen, her mind going directly to the worst-case scenario.

“Yeah, I learned some martial art moves for—”

“Martial arts?” She sits up straight, placing her hand on his knee.

“Hey, it’s fine.” He cups her cheek with his palm. “I have to film an action scene for our music video, so I learned from the professionals.”

Mira slouches back against the couch, letting out a sigh of relief. “You scared me.”

“I’m okay–” Both of their heads snap towards the screen when the female lead lets out a moan. Mira feels her cheeks heat up, pursing her lips.

“Uh, we filmed some test footage. Did you wanna see?” He tries to direct their attention elsewhere to downplay the manner of the movie scene.

“Oh, sure!” She perks up, watching as he takes his phone out of his pocket. She pays attention to the movie before he holds out his phone.

She smiles upon seeing him barefaced with his glasses on, and a beanie. “Awe.”

He chuckles nervously before pressing play on the video. She giggles at him taking a deep breath before they begin the sequence.

“You’re so–OH! Oh my gosh–“ She covers her mouth when people in the video start lunging for Wonwoo. She’s speechless while watching the rest of the video, her boyfriend throwing and dodging punches, even kicking the stunt people. When most of the guys are on the ground, her eyes widen as he stands in the video, panting. The footage ends with him fixing his beanie.

She looks at him, her mouth agape behind her palm. He gets flustered when looking into her eyes, throwing his head back on the sofa while snickering.

“Wow, that’s…” Mira shakes her head in disbelief. “Awesome. Can I see it again?”

“Of course.” He hands her his phone and she swipes to the beginning to watch it all over again. The first time, she focuses on the actors coming his way. Second, she watches Wonwoo’s face the entire time. Third, she watches his body movements. He is shy everytime she restarts the video, trying his hardest to focus on the movie and not her reactions.

She watches a fourth time, but scrolls through it frame by frame. Watching it in slow motion was not her brightest idea, because she takes every detail into account. She can’t deny that he looks incredibly sexy. He probably doesn’t even recognize what he’s doing, focusing on the routine he was taught at the academy. She sees his shirt lift up and she can’t help but rewind and scroll some more, wetting her lips at the sight of his abs. She’s at the end of the video, but she doesn’t remember anything from it because her mind is imagining him shirtless.

“Mira?” He knocks her out of her daydreaming.

Her cheeks heat up again, as well as her ears. She feels as if he completely read her mind and she was about to be caught. “Oh, yes?”

“Are you done? I mean you can watch as many times as you want but I’m getting embarrassed.” He smirks.

“Uhh, yes I am.” She hands his phone back to him, trying to get one more glimpse at him in the video. She watches him press the share button and sends it to her through texts. She really wishes he hadn’t done that. “It’s really good. I’m proud of you.”

He smiles, leaning over to give her a kiss on the cheek. She blushes and suddenly feels hot all over. He doesn’t pull away but instead stares at her lips. She watches his eyes drift, so she takes the opportunity to tilt her head and kiss his lips. He follows the way her lips move against him, cupping her cheek with his hand. Mira feels her phone ring in her pocket from the text he sent. She quickly pulls away, clearing her throat while brushing strands of her hair behind her ear.

She stumbles on her words, distancing herself from him. “I- do you want me to massage your shoulder?”

He snorts, leaning forward to give her more access. “Go crazy.”

She stretches her fingers before readjusting and pressing them into his shoulder. He shudders the second she applies pressure.

“Sorry,” She pouts, trying to be gentle with him.

“Don’t worry, you can’t hurt me.” He rubs her knee, turning his attention to the movie.

The hairs on her head stand up from that touch alone. She does her best to push away her lustful thoughts, watching the movie with him.

They get absorbed in the intimate scenes when Mira reaches one of his more sore muscles, causing him to suppress a moan. Regardless of his efforts, she still heard it loud and clear.

“Did I hurt you?” She takes her hands back, holding them to her chest.

“No, that felt good.”

“Oh, um…” She tries to reposition her hands back to where they were just a moment ago. She feels around his shoulder blades before he lets out another moan.

“Right there.” He sighs

She flattens her lips, willing her fingers to not start shaking now. “Like this?”

“Just like that.” He speaks low enough for her to hear. Her imagination starts to run wild as she continues to massage his shoulder. She envisions what it would be like to hear the same sounds coming from him but under different circumstances. Would he say the exact same words? She wants to hit herself for looking back on all the times he had been shirtless around her. Her pulse quickens at the thought of the steamy scene minutes ago and what it would be like for her and Wonwoo.

“Why’d you stop?” She snaps out of it again to see him looking at her. She doesn’t remember ever stopping.

“I…” Her fingers hover over his skin, looking down into his eyes. “Sorry, I don’t know–“ She trails off, entranced by his wet lips. They both feel the pull towards each other, leaning in until the front door flies open.

“I got ice cream!” Mingyu lifts the bags, pushing the door shut with his leg.

Mira throws her on the opposite side of the sofa like they were caught doing something they weren’t supposed to be doing. She hopes Mingyu didn’t notice anything except for the flush across her skin.

“Ice cream!” She stands to her feet, rushing over to grab a bag from Mingyu. “Do you want some ice cream, Wonwoo?”

“Uhh sure.” He stands, readjusting his sweats before stretching his back and limbs.

The three settle on the sofa, Wonwoo in between both of them. Mingyu has his own bowl of ice cream, while the couple share one. She’s hoping the ice cream can somehow melt away her uneasiness from their situation, but she finds herself more agitated sitting so close to her boyfriend.

“You didn’t eat much, do you want the rest?” He leans his temple against her shoulder, whispering into her ear.

“It’s okay, you can have it.” She whispers back, attempting a reassuring nod. She turns her attention to the movie, watching him out of the corner of her eye.

She can’t remember what’s all happened in their movie or even the title of it as she watches him finish the ice cream. Her first mistake was trusting herself enough to turn her head a little to see the cream on the corner of his lips. He wipes it away with his thumb before licking his finger clean. She feels her mouth go dry and a ringing in her ears.

She may have imagined him his eyes shifting to her, but it’s enough for her to shoot up and ask the two boys if they’re done with their ice cream.

“Can I take it?” She grabs both of the bowls from them, running away to the kitchen to collect herself and clean the dishes.

Her mind is running laps as she frantically rinses the dishes, drying them and placing them back in the cupboards. She dries her hands, taking her phone out of her pocket with shaky hands. She texts Sua to come and pick her up ASAP.

Before she can go back to watch the movie with them, she gives herself a pep talk while fixing her hair and clothing.

Wonwoo eyes her as she comes back in, splaying his arm out on the sofa to wrap around her. She forces a smile, bringing her knees to her chest.

He leans in, rubbing his hand back and forth on her shoulder. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, I just don’t feel too good so Sua is coming early.”

“We can go to my room and you can lay on the bed if you–“

Going to Wonwoo’s room and laying down on his bed.

“No. Really, I’m fine. It’s not a big deal.”

He scans her face, debating on whether he should feel her forehead for a fever. He nods, instead pressing a peck to her temple. It was very clear to him how tense and unnatural she was acting. He nods, not wanting to overwhelm her anymore.

After a while, her phone vibrates in her pocket, knowing that it’s Sua telling her she’s outside. The movie is almost over so she sticks it out, hoping her member won’t be too agitated with her for making her wait.

The second the screen fades to black, she stands up and smooths her pants down. “Thank you for having me over, I really enjoyed tonight.” She bows her head to Mingyu before heading to the front door.

“No problem…” Mingyu raises his eyebrow, watching as Wonwoo walks after her.

She struggles to get her shoes on, pushing her bag to her back.

“Mira,” He presses his palm against her back, causing her to flinch. “Is everything alright?”

“Everything’s fine, don’t worry.” She turns her head, pleading with her eyes for him to take a hint. She makes sure she has everything before pulling the door open.

“Let me walk you–“

“No! It’s fine, I’ll be okay.” She nods, giving him an unexpecting peck on the lips. “Love you. I’ll text you.”

She leaves him no room to argue, shutting the door and rushing to the elevators.

Wonwoo stands at the front door for a second before walking back to the living room. He’s thinking in his head when Mingyu brings him back to reality.

“Is it just me or was she acting really weird?” He points to the door, flattening his lips.

“You noticed?”

Mira quickly gets in the car and fastens her seatbelt. Sua looks her up and down, raising an eyebrow. “Is everything okay?”

“Yes, everything is fine.”

“Did something happen–“

“No, nothing happened. I’m just tired so can we please go home?” She presses her arm against the door, holding her head up. When the vehicle doesn’t start driving, she looks over to see the woman staring at her. “Now.”

“Yes ma’am. Sheesh.” She sits back, putting the car in reverse.

“I am despicable.” Mira mumbles under her breath.

April 29, 2024

She can’t help but bite her nails, hesitating on clicking the official music video. She was both anxious and excited to see the final product. She was also fearsome of what she would have to face once she finally watched Wonwoo’s fight scene. She thought it was shameful enough to be thirsting over him, but she didn’t want to come to terms with the fact that she craved to be intimate with him.

Mira pressed on the Maestro music video, listening to the song with her headphones on. She waited impatiently for his part, nearly squealing the second it did. Her jaw hung open, having to replay the scene over and over again.

She zoned out, feeling a warmth fill her center. He looked too sexy and she felt ashamed to be imagining such inappropriate things about him.

“Mira!” Yoohyeon reached back for Mira’s leg, shaking it from her seat.

The girl quickly took her headphones off her head, once again acting like she was caught watching something she was not supposed to. “Hmm?”

“Are you drooling?”

She was not expecting a twenty second video to bother her this much.

🌱 HAPPY MIRA DAY 🌱

#드림캐쳐 #미라 의 생일을 축하합니다 💙

#HappyMIRADay 🎂

#Dreamcatcher #MIRA

Dreamcatcher(드림캐쳐) 10th Mini Album [VirtuouS] Teaser Image #01 2024. 07. 10 6PM (KST) #드림캐쳐 #Dreamcatcher #미라 #MIRA #10th_Mini_Album #VirtuouS

perfect

pairing :: mira x wonwoo ft mingyu

word count :: 2.2k

synopsis :: wonwoo has an epiphany.

time :: june 21, 2020 - september 3, 2020

warnings :: fluff, angst

a/n :: i figured i should write wonwoo and mira getting back together to clear up some confusion c:

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It was weird meeting up with Wonwoo after months of not seeing each other. They kept in contact over the phone, but this would be the first time they were together after breaking up. Mira was nervous, but she was hoping that their interactions would become seamless after a while.

He would have thrown a big birthday bash for her, but he only had enough time in his schedule to treat her to a nice dinner.

She waited outside the restaurant, holding her umbrella. It was her luck that it would pour on her birthday. She waited only a couple minutes before seeing Wonwoo sprinting in the rain towards her. She hurried to him, raising the umbrella to cover him.

“Sorry, I wasn’t planning on being so late.” He panted, opting to give her a half hug. Mira smiled until she felt something ripple between them.

“Oh–” Wonwoo opened his leather jacket to reveal a gift bag for her. “I hope it didn’t get too wet. I’m sorry.”

Her heart beat faster when being so close to him. She wasn't expecting him to give her a hug. She didn’t imagine it to be right given the state of their relationship.

“It’s okay. I’d be worrying more about yourself.” She smiled while looking him up and down. His glasses were wet and beads of rain were dripping from his hair.

They started to make their way to the restaurant, Wonwoo remaining close by her side. “So how is twentyfour treating you?”

Mira sighed. “I feel like I’m getting old. Way too old.”

“You’re not old.” He pulls open the door for her, waiting for Mira to close her umbrella and shake it off. “Are you calling me old?”

“No, of course not! I’m older than you.”

“So which one is it? Are we old or young?”

Mira shivered when the cold air of the restaurant hit her. She could only imagine how Wonwoo felt. “I suppose we’re still young. We haven’t made it to the halfway point yet.”

The two waited in line, an awkward silence taking place as multiple hosts seated different customers. Mira glanced over at Wonwoo who was trying to dry his glasses off but couldn’t from how damp his clothes were.

“Here, let me.” She held her hand out and he gave her his glasses, watching as she wiped them on her perfectly dry blouse. She put them back on his face when she was done.

“Thank you.” He smiled so big she could see his teeth. Her chest filled with warmth as a blush appeared on her cheeks. She quickly looked away to keep her composure.

Wonwoo took care of the reservation, so they were seated in no time. They spent the first few minutes studying the menu and ordering before actually making conversation. Mira was surprised by how effortlessly their communication flowed after being apart for so long. It was refreshing to be reminded of what it was like to be just friends before entering into a romantic relationship.

He must have arranged the restaurant to prepare a cake for her in advance, because not long after they finished eating, the waitress came out with a cake decorated with blue icing and a sparkling candle. She shared some of her cake with him and planned to take the rest home.

“Thank you, Wonwoo, but I truly can’t take another bite.” She exhaled, holding her hand against her tummy.

“That’s okay. You and the girls can have some later.” He crossed his arms over the table, tapping along his arm before he remembered her present. He placed it on the table and scooted it towards her, smiling. “Happy birthday, Mira.”

Her eyes sparkled as she lifted it by the strings, eyes widening over how heavy it was. She sat up straight, watching his face for any type of cue.

“Go ahead.” He motioned towards her, clasping his hands together.

Mira reached in the bag, pulling out whatever her tiny fingers could latch onto. It was several sticky tabs in a wide array of colors, which gave her the impression that his present would have to do with a book.

“These are such pretty colors!”

“They go with the book I got you.” He pointed at the bag, waiting anxiously for her to see the book he got her.

She reached in, pulling out a thick hardcover book. Mira thought it could possibly be the same length as the bible she studied during her childhood. “Woah, it’s heavy.”

“This is my favorite book of all time.”

“Is it now?” She smirks, flipping open the cover to see the summary.

“Yes. I was debating on giving you my copy and just getting another one, but mine is very out of shape and I think you deserve a fresh copy.”

Mira pouted her lips, feeling nothing but gratitude and love for the man sitting across from her. “Thank you, Wonwoo. I love it.”

He wanted to warn her not to say that yet, but she would learn soon enough.

“No matter what, you have to see it to the end. It’s all worth it. No ifs ands or buts.”

She noticed how he had a spark of passion in his eyes when he talked about the book. There is no way in hell that she would leave that book unfinished. So she was determined to read it all the way through, even if it took her a year. “Okay. I will.”

It was safe to say that Mira finished the book in three days.

Wonwoo rolls his eyes as Mingyu wins another round in Mario Kart. Mira had a winning streak until he handed the controller to his roommate and now she has actual competition. She was starting to get frustrated whenever he would leave bananas in front of her and trying to distract her.

So when they started the next race, Wonwoo planned it perfectly to smack his arm and give her the upper hand. It worked and she managed to get first place. He could not put into words how adorable she was when she won and liked to rub it in everyone’s faces.

“He hit me!” Mingyu threw his arm towards Wonwoo and she laughed at both of them.

“Sorry, I thought there was a fly on your wrist.”

“Thank you, Wonwoo. I appreciate your help but I wanna win on my own terms, not because of sabotage.” She raised her hand, shooing him away. “I’ve got it this time. Go, shoo!”

“Alright alright alright,” He stood up from the sofa, scratching the back of his head as he made his way back to his bedroom. He could already hear the clicking of the buttons on the controller and their voices climbing in volume. He guessed he would know when it was time to come out when either of them start shouting and declaring a rematch.

He gets to his room, plopping down on his chair and letting out an enormous sigh. He’s not sure what to do for the next few minutes, looking every corner of his room up and down. His attention falls on her leather backpack that’s laying atop his bed. He pushes himself toward it, eyeing the cute keychains she has. He remembers how hard it sounded when she tossed it on his mattress, wondering what she could possibly have in there that is so heavy.

Wonwoo decides against his better judgment, to snoop. He undoes the clasp and is surprised to see how much space the bag has inside compared to what it looks like on the outside. He finds hand sanitizer, her wallet, some chargers and earbuds, until he finds the culprit behind it being so heavy. He pulls out a hardback cover, shocked when he realizes it’s the book he got her for her birthday.

After months, it doesn’t look like she did much harm to the book compared to him. She was delicate with everything she touched. He saw the tabs peeking out from the sides and they were so neatly stacked. He really admired how put together she made things, when there is so much more to Mira than meets the eye. He remembers back on when she first finished it three days after she received it. She waited for him to wake up and told him her thoughts for an hour straight. It was nice to hear her go on and on about something that meant so much to him. He honestly could listen to her forever and never get bored.

He puts the bag back on the bed, slouching back in his chair and crossing his ankle over his knee. He opens the book, skimming through the pages to see her pretty annotations, some written in glitter pens and others just hearts scattered around the page. He smiles when seeing the pastel highlights so neatly drawn on. His cheeks start to ache from how stuck his grin is on his face. He takes it upon himself to stand, walking over to his shelf where his own copy sits to compare the two. He’s absolutely astonished when he discovers that they both have highlighted many of the same sentences and paragraphs.

But what gets him is when he flips to the page number that is engraved in his head, to the quote that has stuck with him ever since he first read the book. She has highlighted it too. But the way she annotated it differs completely from how she usually does her things. It is emphasized beyond comparison and he can’t even begin to comprehend what he starts feeling. He is overcome with so many emotions that his heart picks up in pace. It makes his knees buckle and he has to sit on his bed to process things. He’s staring down at the page, but his eyes can only see images of her and how much she means to him.

…

“Thanks for playing.” Mira puts her hand up and Mingyu gives her a high five.

“Yeah yeah.”

“I’m gonna go see what he’s up to.” She tosses the controller to him, cringing when it hits his palm a little too hard. “Sorry.”

She makes her way back to his bedroom, knocking on the door before pushing it open. She sees him sitting on his bed with his head down.

“There you are,” She steps closer, noticing the book in his hands. It takes her a second to realize it’s the one in her bag. “Oh, you found it.”

She covers her face with her hands, embarrassed that he’s probably seen most of her scribbles and notes she’s written in it. She begins to ramble to distract from how nerdy it makes her seem. “I just carry it everywhere in case I get bored or have some free time. “

Mira tries to reach for the book, but he sets it down and immediately pulls her closer by the waist. He hugs her tight, turning his head and letting his cheek rest against her stomach. She widens her eyes, her hands awkwardly floating before she places them on his shoulders. “Wonwoo? Are you okay?”

“I’m sorry, Mira.”

“Sorry? What are you sorry for?” She brushes her fingers through the back of his hair.

“I’m so sorry. I thought I was doing the right thing at the time but I regret it so much.” His voice sounds so fragile as he pulls her onto his lap. She tenses up before relaxing against him, hugging him back. “I love you. My biggest regret is ever letting you go.”

Tears begin to pool in Mira’s eyes. She’s sure that he’s started crying too with how he’s shaking against her. She rubs her hand against his back, trying her best to comfort him. Her voice softens when she speaks. “Wonwoo.”

He distances himself from her, taking his glasses off and refusing to make eye contact with her.

“Hey,” She cups his face with her palms, looking deep into his eyes. “You never let me go. We just needed some time apart.”

“But–“

“Everything happens for a reason. I’d wait an eternity if it meant I could be with you.” She lets the tears fall down her cheeks, wiping his own away. “I’ve always been yours.”

Wonwoo sniffles, bringing his hands up to her shoulders and pushing her hair behind her neck. “If you let me, I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”

She shook her head. “You don’t need to make anything up to me. As long as you’re mine, I don’t need anything else.”

He places his hands on her neck, his fingers meeting the strands of her hair as he finally kisses her with enough fervor to make up for the time they’ve been apart. She melts into him, feeling the electricity between them that she has missed so much.

They break away to breathe as Wonwoo presses his chin to her chest. She looks down, in awe of how delicate he looks. She kisses his forehead and whispers against his skin. “I love you too. I never stopped loving you.”

He smiles, wrapping his arms back around her waist. “Me too.”

“Did something happen while I was out there?” Mira grabs his cheeks, angling his face up towards her. “What made you like this?”

“I saw your notes, and I got reminded of just how perfect you are for me.”

Her cheeks flush with color and her eyes widen, taking in what he has said. She chuckles, leaning forward so their foreheads are touching. They exchange giggles before she soon tilts her face to kiss him again. And it is perfect.

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so close

pairing :: mira x wonwoo

word count :: 1.7k

synopsis :: mira voices some of her concerns

time :: may, 2024

warnings :: suggestive ! MINORS DNI

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They hadn’t seen a good rom-com in a while and this definitely took the cake. It was hilarious but what got them the most was the nudity in it. When the male was naked, Mira would squeal and cover her eyes. Wonwoo could only look away in astonishment. He had no idea the movie would be so explicit. But when the female was nude, she would reach up and cover his eyes for him. Her cheeks heated up when seeing intimate scenes and only made her dilemma much worse.

It was a normal thing couples did. Except she and Wonwoo didn’t have a normal relationship. Mira was twenty eight and still a virgin, with religious trauma. They’ve dated a little over four years and haven’t even gotten close to being intimate with each other. A few heated kisses here and there. They’re both adjusted to being comfortable when either of them are wearing less clothing than normal.

And now that she's okay being exposed to more sensitive topics, her sexual frustration is getting out of control. She’s researching more, reading more romance books, and even going out of her way to purchase sexy garments and lingerie.

Mira completely zoned out during the last 10 minutes of the movie, coming back to her senses when Wonwoo started stretching his arms when the credits rolled.

“Did you like it?” She asked, looking up at him while she stretched as well.

“It was something.” He let out a big sigh like he was too scared to talk about the contents of the film. “Did you?”

“Yeah, it was funny.” Her eyes wandered back to his laptop screen, hiding the blush on her cheeks. She took the blankets off of her, rolling over him to get off the bed. “I’m gonna go to the bathroom.”

“Okay.” He held onto her hand before she slipped through his fingertips, watching as she excused herself.

When she was done, she could see how worked up she got by looking in the mirror. She turned on the cold water, hoping it would calm down the flush on her skin.

She came out, seeing the laptop shut on his desk and Wonwoo with open arms. She really loved when he was clingy like this. She smiled, climbing onto the bed and laying on top of him. He wrapped his arms around her, squeezing her tight and kissing her head.

He strokes the back of her head while his attention points to the ceiling. She lifts her head to look up at him, admiring his features up close.

She blushes the second he makes eye contact with her. As much as she wants to, she can’t look away. He brings his palm to her cheek, rubbing his thumb against her skin. He can even feel the warm flush with his touch.

“Can I ask you something?” Her voice is shaky, using the back of her hands to prop her chin up.

“You can ask me anything at any time.” He nods while brushing a stray hair behind her ear.

“Have you been with other girls before me?”

He paused, trying not to show his confusion on his face. He had no idea where this was coming from but he saw no point in hiding anything from her. “Yes, Mira. I have.”

“What happened with them?”

He sighed, pursing his lips. “Well, we’ve either drifted apart or they’ve cheated on me.”

Her eyes widened. “Cheated on you?”

“It sounds more embarrassing out loud.”

“No, I didn’t mean it that way–“

“I mean embarrassing for me.”

“If anything, they should be embarrassed. I don’t know why or how anyone could possibly do that to you.” Mira pouted, feeling sad that someone would ever cheat on him.

“I really don’t know.” He rubs his thumbs against her temples, sighing. “Why are you asking?”

“I just wanted to know… in case you’re losing interest in me.”

He furrowed his brows, scoffing. “At the end of the day, I’m a simple man. I want to love someone who loves me right back. And I love you. I couldn’t lose interest in you, Mira.”

“Really? Even if I can't give you what you need?”

“I have everything I could possibly need. What more could I ask for?”

She looked away from him as she blushed. She pushed herself off his chest to straddle his lap, the faintest hint of a frown on her lips. He sat up, wrapping his arms around her waist.

“What’s wrong, Mira?”

Mira had no idea how to put what she wanted to say into words. Not without embarrassing herself or turning him off.

He grasps her chin, turning her attention to him. She stares deep into his eyes before her hands come up to his face. Mira swipes her thumb across his bottom lip, her eyes darting down. “I…”

He hums, keeping himself restrained as he waits for her to finish.

“I want to give you more…” She angles her head better, lips just barely brushing against his. “I didn’t think it was possible to want you in such ways but I do.”

Her lips hover before she closes the distance, hoping that her kisses can communicate what she can’t with her words.

He tightens his grip, grabbing her waist and pushing her down on his lap. She brushes her fingers into his hair, kissing him deeper as he slips his tongue into her mouth.

He pulls back, staring up at her lips. “Is this what you mean?”

She blushes, her hand shaking as she attempts to hold his gaze. “More…”

Wonwoo experiments, his hand reaching behind her and lifting her shirt just a few inches higher. His fingertips run along her spine, sending a chill through her body. “This?”

She nods, digging her fingers into his shoulders. “More.”

He groans, feeling himself harden in his pants. She can feel his icy fingers travel up her back, paying no mind to her bra straps. Wonwoo wraps his arm around her, using his other hand to flip her onto her back. He hovers over her, leaning down to kiss her as his leg separates her thighs.

He strokes her lip with his thumb, his attention diverting between her eyes and lips. He leans down to kiss her, cradling her head in his arms. She cups his cheeks, kissing him harder as he presses her into his bed.

He turns her face in the opposite direction before leaving kisses on her jaw down to her neck. “You smell amazing.”

She holds back as long as she can before a whimper escapes her lips, sending him into a spiral. His hands travel down to the hem of her shirt, slipping under to feel the warmth of her stomach. She closes her eyes, her own hands traveling under his shirt to feel the small of his back.

“Can I?” He whispers next to her ear, fingers lifting her shirt higher up her body.

She nods with a whimper, biting her lip as she looks down between them. He pushes her shirt high enough to reveal her bra, his breathing unsteady as he admires the sight.

“God, Mira.” He places a kiss at the center of her chest. “You’re even prettier than in my dreams.”

She squeezes her thighs together at his words. Wonwoo grips her sides, kissing his way down to her stomach. She tangles one hand through his hair, covering her mouth with the other as she watches him with heavy eyes. She tries to fight the urge to giggle when he kisses a sensitive spot on her belly. He can feel her muscles flex underneath his mouth, looking up at her with a smirk. “Is this okay?”

Mira nods, biting her lip and wanting to combust as they hold eye contact. He peppers kisses back up her body, on the tops of her breasts before dipping his face into her neck, inhaling her scent. He licked beneath her ear as her head fell back against the pillow, closing her eyes and feeling the warmth spread throughout her body.

Just as Wonwoo was about to slip his hands under her bra, they could hear the front door opening. She opened her eyes, her entire body tensing underneath him as his lips paused what they were doing to her neck.

They weren’t expecting Mingyu to be home. It was only supposed to be the two of them. Wonwoo quickly pushed himself off of her, gently pulling her shirt down like he had done the most shameful thing ever.

Her cheeks flushed so fast, feeling the hairs stand up on her body. She sat up straight, brushing her fingers through her hair as she readjusted her bra.

“What’s he doing here?” He groaned under his breath, opening his bedroom door and leaving to go check what was going on.

She put her palms against her cheeks, feeling how warm they were. It didn’t help that they also started to sweat. She wanted to smack herself for being so impulsive. She began to ponder whether this was God’s way of telling her to stay a virgin. But she couldn’t shake the certain feelings of attraction to him. She’s been losing sleep from it and she could only imagine how it was affecting Wonwoo.

She covered herself with his throw blanket, staring at random items in his room as she got her heartbeat to slow.

When he came back in, she smiled and made room for him on his bed.

“Their plans got canceled from the rain, so he’s back here.” He sat down near her legs, scratching the back of his neck. It wouldn’t be the first time Mingyu interrupted them and it certainly wouldn’t be the last.

“I’m sorry–“ They both blurted out at the same time, making them both giggle nervously.

“You don’t have to apologize. If anything, we should be mad at him.” He places his hand over her knee, squeezing it. She can’t ignore the bolt of electricity that shoots up her leg and straight to her center.

When he excused himself, she knew he’d be taking care of himself after getting so riled up. She wondered what kind of girlfriend she was if she couldn’t even do this one thing for him.

WHO AM I is the 1st mini album by BLACKPINK′s Eden. It was released on August 26, 2024, with “Workaholic” serving as the album’s title track. She promoted "Workaholic" and "Secreto" on music shows for two weeks.

She wrote all and helped compose some of the tracks on the album. A video was uploaded on OA's official Youtube channel documenting the creation process of the mini album. She collaborated with American singer-songwriter, record producer Finneas.

― TRACKLIST

01. workaholic (워커홀릭) 02. hair down 03. caffeine 04. secreto 05. sunflower girl 06. hate to be lame (feat. FINNEAS) 07. first time

spotify playlist

― HIGHLIGHTS

She appeared on 'The Seasons : Lee Hyori's Red Carpet'

She also appeared on You Heeyul's Sketchbook

Eden was a special guest on Lee Youngji's drinking show. The episode was over an hour long.

The title track 'workaholic' achieved 6 music show wins.

Recently found this photo, no one seems to have posted it( at least on tumblr) so I thought I'd post this photo of Chris here!

The glasses really suit him!

B r a n d y ↴

TW! HOMOPHOBIA, TRANSPHOBIA, ATTEMPTED SUICIDE

just 1 mention but yk!

21.

Tall, 5'9.

Bi. Check the nails.

Deep voice. (on average)

From the Netherlands

Irish, Dutch. Father is Mexican/Latino.

Parents divorced, has a step dad.

Has a younger brother and infant sister.

Older brother not around presently.

(they semi? but pretty much tried to take their own life, due to a lot, but partially due to harassment+ usually for their gender identity/sexual orientation, beautiful person. Currently receiving help and care. She checks in on them. Delivers chippy and they eat it together every month or so. Keeps each other updated. Brandy is waiting supportively with open arms. Puts part of the money she gets paid towards supporting them. He has the support of the rest of the family pretty much too.)

Grew up lower class, had to be a grinder.

Mother was in s*x work at one point, now a community salon owner. Brandy helps out sometimes.

Dad owns the bar she mainly works at

Part time waitress at a bar/a diner that's mostly active in the evening

Bartends sometimes

Mixologist, Known for her cocktails & specials/originals/mixes

"She can make anything taste good"

Sharp tongue, quick witted, not a huge talker

Her family's known in their towns community, and usually well liked. It's pretty close knit.

Likes to let her friends/mum do her nails. Lil sis goes wild sometimes when she doesn't have to work on the day.

Independent, one of the ppl who brings in income in the family

She loves her family dearly. Both parents, and her step father is pretty nice too.

The divorce was hard in ways but amicable. Better with distance, co-parenting has problems here n there but overall pretty good, no longer able enable each other.

Smiles usually consist of smirks, smug grins and small delicate smiles of adoration for those special.

More actions than words.

Expressive when emotional, especially her eyes.

Type to snort when laughing, hides her face/turns away by habit.

Arguments can be fun, will listen to you complain. Tends to attract chatter boxes usually, but there's a mixture.

Protective. Loves her friends. Will step in.

Surprisingly(?) sociable. Good listener.

Enjoys/appreciates when ppl sincerely enjoy listening to what she has to say and recognizes/connects with the way she communicates. Body language/expressions/noises of affirmation etc. She is paying attention at all times, she is always present.

In a usual casual moment, doesn't really have much to say.

Relationships aren't just words, they're not just fake promises. To her it can really be about actions. Keep talking. She's there.

If she wants to add a point or say something, she will.

Likes basketball, skate boarding, baking and reading.

What are you talking I definitely don't forget to post my art on here

Just take them and leave.

DADDY

WARNINGS : BREEDING KINK , SPIT KINK , DADDY KINK , mentions of bondage , oc is is 6 months pregnant 😭❤️, dad kook ,oc dresses up while he is away 😩mentions of baby’s gender .

Jungkook and you had a very active sex life , your and his kinks were on a different level , his breeding kink , spit kink , bondage , daddy kink these were on top , Now that you are pregnant with your first child , almost 6 months in the pregnancy , Jungkook found out he had a lactation kink .

“ y/n do you feel like eating something? I’m gonna head to convenience store and come back home quickly” jungkook asked while getting ready . “ I’m craving for some ramens maybe get me some ?” You said softly . Jungkook hummed and told you if you want anything else just text or call him .

While he was away you took a bath , ready to change in your lingerie , you bought this a few days ago and you wanted to try it but pregnancy made you so tried that you knocked out early at night . While you got ready wearing the black lingerie doing your hair a slight tinge of makeup and his favourite perfume . You lighted some scented candles .

Y/n ❤️ : Come home fast .

You texted him and he replied he is on his way and will be back soon .

While you waited in your room sitting on the bed waiting for him , you heard the front door unlocking .

Jungkook placed the groceries on the kitchen table and made his way to the room . He was greeted with a scent of candles and perfume while you sat there smiling at him . Jungkook then came near you and asked “ fuck baby you look so hot .. got dressed while daddy was away” he whispered softly bending and kissing your cheeks and lips “ want daddy to fuck you dumb baby?” You moaned softly . His hands parted your thighs making you lie down on the bed and started teasing you .

He slowly teased you over your panties making them extremely wet .pressing on your clit and slowly circled your pussy lips while inserting his long fingers . He removed his clothes and his boxers and teased your clit with his cock making you whimper his name .

Jungkook started off with slow moments making you feel comfortable and get adjusted to his length .Pregnancy really made you super sexy and your pussy was tight .

“Baby your so tight loosen up for me gonna fuck you so so good” .. “ my sexy baby mama” . You moaned listening to him , jungkook then fastened his pace your titts bouncing up and down from the rough thrust he was still careful not to hurt you .

You started squeezing your boobs making milk come out of them which made jungkook groan and telling you how hot you look right now and then went back in sucking them . Soon jungkook came filling you with his hot cum . Just then when he was ready to clean you up you reached for his hand telling him that you need him more .

Jungkook chuckled and said “baby give me a few minutes your man’s tired your Pussy sucked the fuck out of me” he was still hovered over you, you took his cock in his hand and teased the tip making him moan your name .

“ jungkook maybe fuck my ass please?” “My pussy is bit swollen maybe rub them while fucking me” you made doe eyes looking at him . He hummed and teased your asshole while slowly moving in making slow pace just so he could adjust to your tightness “ fuck fuck my baby is so so tight need to fuck you everyday use that pretty ass of yours”……“ want me to rub that swollen pussy ?” He smirked while tears where flowing from your eyes telling him that you need them “jungkook- kook faster rub my pussy , love you daddy. Incoherent words left your mouth .

While jungkook was in the verge of cumming again he pulled out and stroked his cock making him cum on your pussy lips and spreading his cum all over your pussy groaning from pleasure you pulled him to kiss you . “ I love you jungkook” you softly whispered and pecking his lips . “ I love you to Y/n” .

Jungkook cleaned you both up and now you where cuddling each other , your were telling him how excited you are to meet the little bean , telling him how she misses her dad when he is away and how active she becomes hearing your soothing voice when he sings .

Jungkook giggles placing his hand on your womb and kisses saying how much he wants to pamper you with kisses hugs and love and cradle you . Soon sleep overcomes both of you .

silly ssilly

ill bbe using this accounr mostly for artposting! i appreciate constructive criticism, and especially colouring tips! first post on here so uhh idrk how to use this site but ya

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Hey, how about a blog about Riverblossom Hills ? True all records will be 2 rounds, but the background (that was in Round 1) promise. Let's start with is family photos, the end of round 1.

I AM NOT DEAD??!!

Hello everyone, this is Lyn. Although this will certainly not interest anyone.

here's why I was away and didn't post.

Lately I've been feeling kind of weird, lately I've hardly been sleeping at all. I sleep like 2-4 hours a day. And my problems with my knees are back, but even worse than they were… it's fair to say that I'm probably losing my mind :D. I don't eat at all and for some reason I don't feel like eating, I don't sleep and I have no rest from the pain in my knees and legs.

To put it in my own words, I feel like the living dead, surviving on caffeine, RC coke and one other thing I'd rather not mention.

But I'm fine, I'll post as soon as I have time or rather peace. AND OFC DONT WORRY IM FINE, im seeing doctor in few days..

So long, Noobs. -Lynz0washer

(yes for some reason im listening MJ AND YOU WILL LISTEN HIS SONGS TOO...for some reason..bcs annie isnt ok..rn.. XD)

Hello I'm not In heaven lol

Here are Some still life sketches I did because of portfolio.

Oh and here's a lil important thing, I'm looking for supporers , please if you can and want. Check out my other Art accounts! Thank you I appreciate any support!

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