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[8:18 p.m.] you stare back at the inkigayo sandwich sitting in your bag, as you and the rest of the hair and makeup crew wrapped up for the evening. and apart from its surprisingly appetizing combination, you know all about the sandwich, namely how people lowkey flirt through them. which is why you’re standing there thinking who the hell would’ve given that to you? just then, two hands grab at your shoulders, and your heart jumped in your chest. “jesus, who-” and you’re cut off by laughter.. his laughter. you turn and he smiles at you, a small tinge of pink in his cheeks. “sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.” you bashfully grinned back at him, “s’okay. what are you doing here, weren’t you supposed to leave like half an hour ago?” he scratched behind his ear, and looked up at you from behind his lashes. “well uhh, I had the managers leave me for a little bit so I could eat. um, make sure you find time to eat also.” his eyes flitted to your bag and before you could process anything, his phone rang. and from the raise of his eyebrows, you figured that meant his ride was here. smiling sheepishly at you, he started to walk fast backwards, “so sorry, I wish I could’ve stayed a little longer, but manager-nim’s outside.” and he ran off, and you swear you heard a talk to you soon and it clicked. a smile grew on your face as you fit the sandwich into your bag, and you made sure to have it when you got home and text the number that came with it.

so, who was he?

Optional bias x reader fluff

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"Babyyyy..."

"Hmmm?" He answers, not taking his eyes off the sheets in his lap.

"Don't you want to take a break??" I say and massage his shoulders.

I feel him sighing and relaxing under my touch.

"Baby, I need to finish these." He smiles at me, but he looks tired.

"You're so hardworking babe." I smile, brushing his hair back.

"And you notice this now?" He smirks.

I find myself giggling kissing his dimples.

"Yah, you're actually distracting me!" He makes a shocking face as he realizes.

I pout then laugh. "I'm sorry you're just cute when you're concentrated like this... You look like a baby."

He scrunches his nose as his adorable dimples appear.

"Ahh y/n, you do this on purpose!" He complains and places the sheets on the table, too flustered to go on with his work.

Our eyes meet as I sit on his lap. "I love you." I bow to kiss his forehead. "But I think you know it too well already."

"I love you more my girl." He pulls me back as we fall on the couch laughing.

He gets closer to me, or noses brushing each other and foreheads touching.

"I love you so much." He whispers, his breath hot on my lips.

My fingers tickle his cheek and the next second our lips connect in a soft, loving kiss.

Our fingers intertwine, as he holds one of my hands.

His other hand travels down my waist, pulling my body closer to him. There is no more space between us at all.

As we pull apart to catch our breaths, his eyes flicker with thousands of emotions and I loose myself into the way his face turns red and he chuckles.

"What?" He says shyly.

I'm sure my face is even redder than his.

"Nothing... I'm happy." I answer.

And I am.

Happier than ever.

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Optional bias x reader

genre: angst, fluff (pretty romantic in the end), smut

warnings: smut18+, dirty talk, blowjob, lots of cussing, praising, unprotected sex

summary: You're having a heated argument with your boyfriend. Again. But this time, little do you know you will end up in his bed, instead of not talking to him for a whole week.

"I'm done fucking talking to you." You spit making your way upstairs, leaving him bothered and hot. Angry, the veins on his neck showing and his breath hitching everytime you raise his voice at him.

"Come back here now! We're not done!" He demands, his voice loud as a shiver runs up your spine.

You don't listen, trying to calm down, walking inside your room, while he's following behind you.

"Why should I spend my time talking nonsense with you? Leave me alone!" You scream back.

"What if I don't wanna leave you alone? Huh?" He asks his voice deeper now.

You feel your cheeks heat up, but ignore the way he makes you feel. "So what are you gonna do?" You think for a moment, then you smirk. "Punish me?" Your voice is calmer and you turn around, facing him.

"What if I do?" He smirks dangerously making goosebumps show up on your whole body. You're sure he can sense you're agitated, but you try to clear your mind, gulping, breathing in.

"Oh yeah?" You get closer, challenging him.

"You won't do shit." Your voice is harsh, your doe eyes saying the opposite as they never leave his.

The eye contact says it all, it's getting too much for the both of you. So intense, mesmerizing...you start to feel dizzy, looking away, catching your breath.

Although you're not sure how convincing you sounded to him, deep inside, you always wanted to challenge him, see his reaction, see what he would do. This is making your insides so warm, that you can barely even breathe. The way he looks at you is enough to make your panties wet on the spot.

You know what he's capable of, that he could fuck you whenever he pleased to, could make you come in seconds with just one finger, could make your back arch until it hurts and your legs shake so that you can't walk the next morning.

You know all of those things. Yet you love the idea of pushing him over the edge with just your words, making him crave for you, with each second passing by, more and more.

The way you're dressed isn't helping him shake his dirty thoughts off. That dress, which was meant for the party you're not going to anymore, is way too short. And he feels like your tits are begging to be freed from the tightness.

"You know what? Why're you pushing it, when you know damn well what I could do to you right now? How do you doubt that I won't touch you right in the next moment...when you look like this?" He whispers lowly, his hands catching your waist, pulling you close to him.

"Look at you...this is driving me mad." His eyes leave your body, now finding your eyes, but the contact only lasts a second, because the next one his lips are already on yours. He's kissing you with all the emotions he held inside him.

And oh God, how he missed this. His hands in your hair, yours around his neck, welcoming him so well, motivating him to keep going, to give you more.

"You know I can't hold back. Not anymore..." He bites his lip, now almost growling.

"Please..." You find yourself speaking up. The loss of his lips and hands on you, makes you whine as you find his shirt, pulling him closer.

The feelings he wakes up in you are hard to describe, but your heart beats so fast and your blood rushes with adrenaline through your veins. You feel alive. You want more of this feeling.

"Please what, love? What do you want, hmm?" He says sweetly.

"Forget what I said I...I-" You begin, starting to lose all confidence you thought you had. All you want right now is him taking control of you.

"C'mon princess we both know you want this. Don't you, now?" He unbuckles his belt.

"Yes. Yes I do. We both know that, but how about you? Huh? You never talk about how you feel! How the fuck should I-"

"Shh." He puts his finger to your lips. "Don't waste your energy anymore, my love. I'll show you exactly how I feel." His voice is like paradise, but the things he says sinful. He pulls his pants down, along with his boxers as you gulp.

You decide to shut up, letting him win. Once again. Just this one more time....right?

He, now naked, unzips your dress, watching it fall to the floor.

He turns off the lights, the only source of light coming from the city lights outside of the big windows.

"Isn't the night view so pretty?" You loose track of your thoughts, not realizing you are daydreaming again.

"You're so much more beautiful. So much more prettier."

He comes up at you and you can only see his tall figure standing in front of you. You're feeling his hot breath on your face and you close your eyes, pulling his face closer to yours.

He kisses you soft and gentle, like it's the first time you kissed. Then it gets messy, needy, tongue involving and lip bitings. Your nails scratch his back as he sucks marks on your neck, following by your tits.

"You're mesmerizing." He wants to fuck you right there, right then in that blink, but he holds back, remembering what he has to do.

"Remember when you told me I won't do shit?"

He smirks. "Oh, I will."

Your eyes widen at his now even deeper voice. Just when you thought he couldn't get more seductive...

"Get on your knees, now." You do as he says, loving the way he is taking over you. This is all you wanted.

Once you're down you give him the most Innocent "fuck me" eyes he has ever seen. You don't do it on purpose... or do you?

"Don't fucking look at me like that." He sighs, wishing he could cum right in that moment, with you like that.

"This is what you're doing to me." He lets his dick jump out of his boxers and your mouth waters.

He has the most prettiest dick you've ever seen. Veiny, thick and long ...but you would never admit it out loud.

"Like what you see?" He asks through his teeth.

You can only moan in response.

"Pleasure me darlin'. Make me cum." He lets his head fall back on the wall, as your eyes never leave his face.

You find your cheeks heating up as your hands find their way to his dick, jerking him up and down a few times.

He groans, looking down at you from time to time, his eyebrows furried together.

"Baby." He moans then cussing out.

You take his tip into your mouth, tasting his precum. You're teasing him with your tongue only, before sucking and finally taking him into your mouth.

"Ohh love." The sounds he lets out are so shamelessly loud and deep, but he couldn't care less.

He focuses on the way your mouth is so hot and your tongue teasing him.

He focuses on the echoing noises heard in the room, coming from your actions and his moans.

He focuses on your eyes, now full of tears and the way you blink them away, giving your best to him, making sure you make him feel like no one else could make him feel.

Oh, you look so good like that, he's sure he'll imagine this moment all over again when he's alone.

"Y/n...I can't- I'll cum in your pretty mouth baby. Is that okay?" He whines the last words.

You moan in responce, sending vibrations through his dick and the feeling in his stomach builds up.

"Oh, oh fuck." He groans releasing into your mouth, down your throat.

Sweating, panting, you find the way to each other's lips again. You kiss him so desperately, and he understands what you need without words.

"You're amazing, you know that?" He praises.

You chuckle and he lies you down on the bed.

"How am I so lucky?" His eyes sparkle and you find yourself get lost in them.

He kisses you, deciding it's his favorite thing in the world to do. Everytime your tongue touches his, your stomach burns and you moan into his mouth.

"You should wear that dress more often." He whispers in your ear, goosebumps showing up on your body.

Your impatience takes the best of you, as you flip him over, getting on top of him.

He smirks, his eyes never leaving yours, his hands on your butt.

"But I like you better without it anyways." He decides, kissing your neck, your breasts in his mouth the next minute.

You pull his hair starting to feel dizzy, lust present in both of your eyes.

"Kiss me baby." He tells you, his voice so sexy you swear he didn't even finish the sentence before your lips were on his.

"I love you." He lets out his hands in your hair, on your chest, butt, everywhere.

"I love you." You say panting as you align with his dick.

He pushes the tip inside and you let out tiny whines, watching it slide into your wetness.

You soon let out all the cusses you can think off, riding him, faster and faster.

"That's it babe. Yeah, just like that." He groans, hugging your body close, your foreheads touching.

"Keep going, ohh." He hits that spot again and again in you, everytime you move down.

"I'm...close- fuck." You say a moaning mess.

Your head falls on his shoulder as you move up and down on him, so close to releasing.

"Look at me, look at me and c-cum for me." He demands, holding your hands in his.

His voice and the wet noises send you over the edge when you let out the longest, loudest moan, cumming all on his dick. Your eyes stay focused on his as he releases into you praising you with words of love.

"You're so perfect. And you're mine." He smiles, pulling you into a slow kiss full of love.

"What a great combo." You let out laughing, hugging his big naked body.

He makes a note in his mind, that he should annoy you more if it comes to this, smiling uncontrollably as you're too tired to even move.

Pressing little kisses on his chest, you feel yourself get sleepy. He caresses your body, plays with your hair, quietly singing to you.

You feel peaceful, falling asleep and as he realizes, he feels happier than he has ever been, knowing he loves you more than he had ever loved somebody in his whole life.

"I love you so much." He whispers altought he knows you're sleeping. "My angel. I'll love you forever."

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