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⤷ Choi Seungcheol x reader

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"Cheolie?"

That was all you had to say for your boyfriend, Seungcheol, to get up from the couch and come to you. He didn't have to search for you too long 'cause he found you standing on the stairs.

"Everything okay, sweetie?" he asked you while slowly walking up the stairs until he was in front of you. You only shook your head in an answer.

"Come here." with a small smile, he embraced you in his strong arms.

Immediately, you felt much better and inhaled deeply. After a few seconds, you finally wrapped your arms around him too, and got closer to him.

"Wanna talk about it?" he started to stroke your back and once in a while a small kiss was placed in your hair.

"Later," you mumbled and Seungcheol nodded his head, continuing to hug you.

Was it weird that you were standing in the middle of a stairs? Maybe. But it was just the two of you in your small space and Seungcheol's bear hug, that you needed the most right now - and Seungcheol was very happy to give them to you.

Sip of Love masterlist

Summary: Despite the fact that your family business was running a magic teahouse with tea that was able to make your deepest and most impossible wish come true, you never thought you would find love on a random Wednesday.

Genre: Fluff, magical world (kind of, since it's the normal world but you and your family have some sort of magic)

Pairing: Choi Seungcheol/Reader.

Part 1.

Part 2.

Part 3.

Part 4.

Part 5.

Epilogue.

Please keep in mind that the number of parts might change as the story continues.

Sip of Love masterlist

Pairing: Choi Seungcheol/Reader

Summary: Despite the fact that your family business was running a magic teahouse with tea that was able to make your deepest and most impossible wish come true, you never thought you would find love on a random Wednesday.

Genre: Fluff, magical world (kind of, since it's the normal world but you and your family have some sort of magic)

Masterlist

Part 1.

Part 2.

Part 3.

Part 4.

Part 5.

Part 6.

Part 7.

Epilogue.

Please keep in mind that the number of parts might change as the story continues.

❁ pictures you've taken of your boyfriend, Seungcheol

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★Videocall with your long-distance boyfriend, Seungcheol

And then I met you

One

Pairing: Jeonghan x fem reader × Seungcheol

Synopsis: Falling in love with bestfriend’s ex wasn’t something that Jeonghan planned.

Genre: fluff

Word count: 1.1K

Warnings: mention of pregnancy.

Author’s Note: I didn’t proof read yet 😭 hope you like this chapter, it’s fluff, and yes I doubt myself a lot with fluff 😭

If you want to get tagged, please send me an ask <3

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“Aisha”

“Cheol” she was smiling, after hearing his voice. She was more than happy to tell him something, that he would be more than happy.

“Want to go to the beach? I’ll pick you up in thirty minutes?”

“Now?” she could feel Cheol’s smile from the screen.

“Okay” she hung up and went to check what to wear, for beach. She found her white cherry print dress, she picked it up without any second thoughts. She changed into that dress and applied light make up. She let her hair down and looked at herself in the mirror.

She wanted to meet Seungcheol and it felt like heavens heard her and decided everything. She was more than happy today. She had to tell Seungcheol about everything, she just knew Seungcheol would be in cloud 9 but somewhere she was hoping for only positive reactions from Seungcheol.

Right after thirty minutes, Seungcheol called Aisha and she went downstairs. She saw Seungcheol leaning on his car and ran into his embrace. “Be careful love” he picked her up, Seungcheol was happy looking at her. Aisha in his embrace is the best feeling for him ever, he never wants to let go of her. He let her down carefully and looked at her beautiful face, “you’re literally glowing, are you that happy to see me?” Aisha nodded and kissed his cheeks.

“Let’s go or else we might never go to that beach” Aisha ran towards the passenger’s seat even before Seungcheol kiss her, “You’re so evil” and he got into his car

The whole ride to the beach, Aisha was wondering how to break this news to Seungcheol, and about his reaction. It was something she was wondering, the chances were fifty-fifty and the fact they have been in relationship for almost five years still makes her wonder. Last time they talked about this, Seungcheol was very positive about it, which was assuring for Aisha.

“what are you thinking so deeply?” Seungcheol asked and she glanced at him, his eyes were focused on the road. “nothing, just wondering how long will it take for us to reach”

He stopped the car at red signal and held her hand, “half an hour more love” she smiled at him, “are you tired?” he asked out of concern. She shook her head in denial.

Seungcheol was also nervous, he was just not showing it.

Seungcheol parked his car and Aisha almost ran towards the beach, the thing which goes unnoticed by Aisha was a big bouquet of roses in backseat, Seungcheol took out the flower bouquet and hid it at back. “Cheol!! Comeee” she literally yelled and he just smiled at her with love.

Seungcheol was just happy looking at her and all the nervousness he was feeling earlier vanished into thin layer, he was no more nervous, he just knew that it would work and they are going to be happy. Seungcheol walked towards her and the moment he was standing infront of her, Aisha noticed Seungcheol was happier.

“Cheol, you look so happy” she touched his face and smiled, it was like Aisha was lost in his eyes full of love, she just wanted to hold him tight and never let go of him.

“you’re so precious to me Cheol” and she smiled, everything felt like it slowed down in her surrounding and it was just them, she was looking at him and she felt at peace, her heartbeats belonged to him only. He was the reason of her smile and heartbeats, he knew it and smiled at her.

Aisha was caressing his cheeks when he suddenly held her hand, “Aisha” she was confused, he suddenly showed her the flower bouquet he was holding and gave it to her. Aisha was surprised, she didn’t expect this. “Seungcheol…” she was lost in words and him. Seungcheol took out the black velvet box from his pockets and Aisha was confused, she couldn’t believe what was happening or maybe she was expecting much more than it could be.

Seungcheol went on his knees and Aisha was surprised, she was unable to say anything to him. “Bringing you here was just an excuse to tell you something precious in your comfort place. I prepared myself so much for this, I was nervous but looking at you made me forget everything. It felt it’s just me and you. I want to keep you happy, I want to be the reason of your smile, I want you to start my day with you and end my night with you, I want to be yours and I want you to be mine. I want you to be by my side. I want a to start a new beginning with you, just with you for us. I want to add happiness in my life with you.” Aisha was feeling overwhelmed.

“Will you marry me?” Cheol took deep breath before speaking and then he smiled at Aisha, everything was hard for her to believe it just felt her whole world just bloomed. She couldn’t process those last four words, this was everything she could ever ask for, Seungcheol asking her officially. Aisha was tearing up slowly because of this feeling.

“Seungcheol…” she trailed off trying to take deep breaths before talking

“Tell me Aisha will you marry me and spend your life with me as my wife?” she nodded, letting the tears fall down, he slid the ring on her finger and she was about to wipe her tears but he pulled her into a big hug and kissed her cheeks.

“Seungcheol”

“Don’t cry, love” he wiped her tears and gave her a quick kiss. Aisha took a deep breath before gathering her thoughts to break this news which she was planning to tell Seungcheol, “Now, it’s my turn to tell you something.” She was in tears and was nervous before she looked at happy smiling Seungcheol, “Seungcheol, I found out today… morning” Seungcheol was waiting for her to complete it patiently. “I’m pregnant… I’m going to be a mom” Aisha looked at Seungcheol as soon as she completed the sentence. There was something in Seungcheol which Aisha couldn’t understand, “Oh my god, what AISHA????? YOU-YOU’RE PREGNANT?” Seungcheol hugged her tightly, “THIS IS THE HAPPIEST DAY OF MY LIFE” he hugged her way too tight, “oh, I’m so sorry, I got carried away” he loosen his grip and looked at Aisha’s stomach, “I’m so happy” he lowered down and caressed her belly.

Aisha had tears in her eyes and she cried, Seungcheol got up and looked at her worried, “Don’t cry love” he hugged her again, “I was so worried about telling you about this”

“why were you even worried, love. I am the happiest person alive right now. Let’s get married as soon as possible. I need to tell others, I need to inform my family first.” He laughed, his laugh was enough to make Aisha the happiest.

“You mean so much to me Aisha.”

“You mean the world to me, Seungcheol. I love you so much.”  

SO WHAT? YOU'RE NOT MY BOYFRIEND.

pairings. choi seungcheol x female reader genre(s). smut, fluff, angst

summary. your roommate ruins your date night and treats you with something better.

warnings. explicit language, sexual themes, unprotected sex, swearing, angst, jealousy, emotional confrontation, masturbation (Male and Female Receiving) clit stimulation, oral sex (Female Receiving) hair pulling, aftercare, dirty talk, overstimulation -- if i missed anything lmk!

It was another late night at the office, the clock nearing midnight as the soft hum of computers and the occasional shuffle of papers filled the air. You leaned back in your chair, stretching your arms above your head and stifling a yawn. Across the room, Seungcheol was doing the same, his eyes meeting yours with a familiar glint. This had become your routine – working late into the night, side by side, before heading back to your shared apartment.

"Are you ready to call it a night?" Seungcheol asked, his voice breaking the silence.

You nodded, shutting down your computer. "Definitely. I think I’ve stared at this screen long enough to see the code in my sleep."

He chuckled, standing up and grabbing his jacket. "I know the feeling. Let's get out of here."

The walk back to your apartment was quiet, the streets deserted and the air crisp. It was a short distance, just a few blocks, and the familiarity of the path made the silence comfortable. When you reached the apartment, Seungcheol unlocked the door and held it open for you, a small gesture that always made you smile.

Once inside, the routine continued. You dropped your bags by the door, kicked off your shoes, and headed to the kitchen. "Want something to drink?" you called over your shoulder.

"Sure, just water for me," he replied, disappearing into his room to change out of his work clothes.

You poured two glasses of water and settled onto the couch, waiting for him to return. Moments later, he emerged in his usual post-work attire – gray sweatpants and a plain T-shirt, looking effortlessly handsome. He joined you on the couch, taking his glass with a grateful nod.

"Long day," he said, taking a sip.

"Tell me about it," you replied, leaning back against the cushions. "I don't know how much longer I can keep up with these late nights."

He turned to you, a playful smirk on his lips. "You say that every night, and yet here we are."

You rolled your eyes, but couldn't help the smile that tugged at your lips. "Yeah, yeah. Don't remind me."

This was your life – a blend of work and personal time that blurred the lines between professional and intimate. Seungcheol was more than just a co-worker; he was your confidant, your roommate, and the one constant in your hectic life. The nights often ended like this, with the two of you sitting close, sharing quiet moments that hinted at something more.

It had started innocently enough, a mutual attraction that neither of you had acknowledged at first. But late nights at the office had a way of breaking down barriers, and before long, your relationship had shifted into something physical. There was an unspoken agreement between you – no strings attached, no complications, just a way to unwind after the stress of the day. And it worked, for the most part.

The routine was simple and comforting. After sharing a drink and some light conversation, the atmosphere would naturally shift. Seungcheol would give you that look, the one that made your heart skip a beat and sent a shiver down your spine. It was a look that promised escape from the day's stress and a dive into something much more exhilarating.

"Ready for bed?" he would ask, though the question always held a double meaning.

"Yeah," you’d reply, though the answer was never just about sleep.

You both moved with a practiced ease, the kind that comes from familiarity and mutual understanding. There were no awkward hesitations or second guesses – just a smooth transition from the living room to the bedroom. Seungcheol would wrap his arms around you from behind as you brushed your teeth, his lips brushing against your neck, sending a thrill through you. These moments of quiet intimacy were as much a part of your routine as the more passionate encounters that followed.

In the bedroom, the air would be thick with anticipation. Seungcheol had a way of looking at you that made you feel like the most important person in the world. He was attentive, always knowing exactly what you needed without you having to say a word. It was this unspoken connection that made your arrangement work so well. He understood you, and you understood him.

He would start slowly, his touch gentle yet firm, his kisses soft but growing more urgent as the moments passed. There was a rhythm to it, a dance that you both knew the steps to by heart. The way his hands roamed your body, the way he whispered your name – it was a routine that brought both of you immense comfort and satisfaction.

"You're so beautiful," he'd murmur against your skin, his voice husky with desire.

"And you're insufferable," you'd tease back, your breath hitching as his hands found their way to your most sensitive spots.

But beneath the teasing and the passion, there was a deeper connection. The routine was more than just physical release; it was a way for both of you to unwind and find solace in each other. The world outside could be chaotic and demanding, but in those moments, everything else faded away.

Afterwards, you would lie together in a tangled mess of limbs and sheets, the post-coital glow making everything feel warm and safe. Seungcheol would hold you close, his fingers lazily tracing patterns on your skin. It was in these quiet moments that you felt the most at peace.

"You should try to get some sleep," he'd whisper, his breath warm against your ear.

"I will," you'd reply, though you often found yourself staying awake a little longer, savoring the feeling of his body next to yours.

One morning, as you and Seungcheol were enjoying a lazy breakfast together, you decided to share some news that had been on your mind. It was your day off, and the apartment was filled with the comforting scent of freshly brewed coffee and the soft hum of the radio playing in the background. You had been chatting casually about work and plans for the day when you took a deep breath and decided to bring it up.

"Hey, Seungcheol," you started, trying to keep your tone light and casual, "I wanted to let you know that I’m bringing a friend over tonight. His name is Haru."

Seungcheol's reaction was subtle, but you noticed it immediately. His grip on his coffee mug tightened slightly, and there was a brief flash of something in his eyes – jealousy, perhaps? – before he quickly masked it with a neutral expression.

"Oh?" he said, raising an eyebrow. "A friend, huh? What's the occasion?"

You shrugged, trying to hide your own nervousness. "Just thought it would be nice to hang out. Haru and I have been talking for a while, and I thought it would be good to introduce him to you."

There was a beat of silence as Seungcheol processed this information. He took a sip of his coffee, his eyes studying you over the rim of his mug. "I see. Well, it’s your place too. You can invite whoever you want."

You nodded, feeling a mix of relief and apprehension. You had expected some sort of reaction from Seungcheol, but his indifference felt almost worse than outright disapproval. You couldn’t quite place it, but there was an undercurrent of tension in the air now, a silent understanding that things might be changing.

The rest of the day was a whirlwind of activity as you prepared for Haru’s visit. You spent hours cleaning the apartment, making sure everything was perfect. The kitchen was spotless, the living room was tidy, and you even put fresh sheets on the guest bed just in case. All the while, Seungcheol watched you with a mixture of amusement and something else you couldn’t quite identify.

"You're really going all out for this guy, huh?" he remarked, leaning against the doorframe of the kitchen as you bustled around.

"Well, I want to make a good impression," you replied, trying to sound casual. "It's important to me."

Seungcheol just nodded, his expression unreadable. "If you say so."

As the day wore on, your excitement grew, but so did your anxiety. You couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to Seungcheol's reaction than he was letting on. You had always valued your relationship with him, but you also knew that things couldn't stay the same forever. Introducing someone new into your life felt like a step forward, but it also felt like a step away from the comfortable routine you had built with Seungcheol.

The afternoon sun filtered through the windows, casting a warm glow on the apartment. You found yourself glancing at the clock more often than usual, your heart beating a little faster with each passing minute. You had spent so much time with Seungcheol, sharing laughs, secrets, and intimate moments, that the thought of changing that dynamic was both thrilling and terrifying.

Seungcheol, meanwhile, tried to focus on his own tasks. He moved around the apartment with an air of forced nonchalance, his usual confidence replaced with a slight edge of unease. He couldn't deny the pang of jealousy that gnawed at him, but he also didn't want to overstep any boundaries. You were free to see whoever you wanted, and he had no right to interfere. Still, the thought of you being with someone else made his chest tighten.

"Need any help with dinner?" Seungcheol offered, his voice breaking the silence that had settled between you.

You looked up from the vegetables you were chopping and smiled. "Sure, you can set the table."

As he busied himself with plates and cutlery, Seungcheol couldn't help but steal glances at you. There was a lightness in your step, a brightness in your eyes that he hadn't seen before. It was clear that you were genuinely excited about Haru's visit, and that realization made his heart ache just a little bit more.

"What's he like?" Seungcheol asked, trying to sound casual.

"Haru?" You paused, thinking about how to describe him. "He's sweet, funny, and really kind. We've been talking a lot, and I think there's something special between us."

Seungcheol nodded, forcing a smile. "That's great. I'm glad you're happy."

You sensed the underlying tension in his words but chose not to push it. Instead, you focused on the task at hand, preparing a meal that you hoped would impress Haru. As the aroma of cooking filled the apartment, you allowed yourself to relax, reminding yourself that this was a positive step forward.

By the time evening rolled around, everything was ready. The table was set, the food was prepared, and you had even taken the time to freshen up and change into something nice. As you gave yourself a final once-over in the mirror, you took a deep breath, steeling yourself for the evening ahead.

Just as you were about to head back to the living room, there was a knock at the door. Your heart leaped in your chest, and you quickly moved to answer it. Opening the door, you were greeted by Haru's warm smile.

"Hey," he said, his eyes lighting up when he saw you. "You look amazing."

"Thanks," you replied, feeling a blush rise to your cheeks. "Come in."

Haru stepped inside, and you took a moment to admire him. He was tall and lean, with dark hair that fell slightly over his eyes and a charming, easygoing demeanor. He wore a casual outfit – jeans and a fitted shirt that showed off his athletic build. There was an air of confidence about him that put you at ease and made you feel excited about the evening ahead.

As you led Haru into the apartment, you couldn't help but feel a surge of pride. You had worked hard to make everything perfect, and now it was time to see how the evening would unfold. You guided him to the living room, where the table was set, and the aroma of the dinner you had prepared filled the air.

"This looks fantastic," Haru said, glancing around appreciatively. "You really went all out."

You smiled, feeling a warm glow of satisfaction. "I just wanted to make sure you felt welcome."

Just as you were about to introduce him to Seungcheol, you heard the sound of a door opening behind you. Seungcheol stepped out of his room, wearing his usual post-work attire of gray sweatpants and no shirt. His appearance was casual, yet it held an undeniable magnetism.

His well-defined muscles, honed from hours at the gym, moved with an effortless grace. His broad shoulders and chiseled chest caught the light just right, casting shadows that emphasized his sculpted physique. But it was his face that truly captivated – a strong, chiseled jawline framed a mouth that could shift from a teasing smile to a serious line in an instant. His dark hair was tousled, giving him an endearingly roguish look, while his eyes, a piercing shade of deep brown, held an intensity that made it hard to look away.

There was a certain scent about him, a mix of clean soap and something distinctly his, that lingered in the air and made your heart race. As he moved, there was an air of confidence and quiet strength about him, yet a hint of vulnerability in the way his eyes flickered over to you, just for a moment, before settling on Haru.

Seungcheol stopped in his tracks, his gaze locking onto Haru and then drifting down to where your hands were still connected. The room seemed to freeze in that moment, an awkward silence enveloping you all.

"Hey," Seungcheol finally said, his voice low and rich, like a warm breeze. "I didn't realize we had company."

You quickly dropped Haru's hand, feeling a bit flustered. "Seungcheol, this is Haru. Haru, this is my roommate, Seungcheol."

Haru extended a hand, smiling politely. "Nice to meet you."

Seungcheol glanced at the outstretched hand, his eyes narrowing slightly. He made no move to take it, instead crossing his arms over his chest, his expression remaining cool and unreadable. "Likewise," he said, his gaze never leaving Haru's face.

There was a palpable tension in the air, and you couldn't quite understand why. Seungcheol's usual easygoing demeanor seemed to have been replaced by something more guarded and intense. You brushed it off, attributing it to the sudden change in routine.

"Why don't you join us for dinner?" you suggested, trying to ease the awkwardness.

Seungcheol glanced at the table, then back at you. "I was just going to grab a snack," he said, his tone casual. "But thanks for the offer."

Ignoring the lingering tension, you led Haru to the dining table and gestured for him to sit. As you brought out the food, Seungcheol moved to the kitchen, rummaging through the fridge with an air of nonchalance that seemed almost too forced. He emerged with a bottle of water and a snack, then leaned against the counter, watching you and Haru with a look that you couldn't quite decipher.

"So, how did you two meet?" Seungcheol asked, his voice cutting through the quiet conversation you were having with Haru.

"We met through a mutual friend," Haru explained, smiling at you. "It’s been really nice getting to know Y/N."

"That's great," Seungcheol replied, his smile not quite reaching his eyes. "Y/N is pretty amazing."

The compliment, though genuine, felt loaded with unspoken words. You glanced at Seungcheol, trying to gauge his mood, but his expression was unreadable. You turned your attention back to Haru, determined to make the evening enjoyable despite the strange undercurrent of tension.

As the evening progressed, the atmosphere in the room grew increasingly strained. You and Haru settled into a comfortable rhythm, your conversation flowing easily despite the occasional pointed look from Seungcheol. Haru seemed genuinely interested in what you had to say, and you found yourself relaxing more with each passing minute. The food was delicious, and the atmosphere should have been perfect, but you couldn't shake the feeling that Seungcheol was watching your every move with a scrutinizing gaze.

"So, Haru," Seungcheol interjected suddenly, his voice slicing through the lighthearted chatter with the precision of a well-aimed dagger. "What line of work keeps you occupied?"

Haru looked up, momentarily startled by the abrupt inquiry. "I'm a graphic designer," he replied, offering a polite smile. "I work at a small agency downtown."

"Fascinating," Seungcheol drawled, leaning back in his chair with a languid grace that belied the intensity of his gaze. "It must be quite rewarding to indulge in such creative endeavors. Y/N and I, alas, are consigned to the monotonous world of numbers and figures."

You shot Seungcheol a pointed look, silently beseeching him to temper his remarks. However, he merely quirked an eyebrow, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips as if he were savoring the undercurrent of tension he had created.

"It has its moments," Haru conceded, his smile faltering ever so slightly under the weight of Seungcheol's scrutiny. "I do enjoy the creative challenges."

"Good for you," Seungcheol replied, his tone laced with a veneer of civility that did little to mask the sarcasm lurking beneath. "It's always heartening to hear of someone finding fulfillment in their work."

Sensing the rising tension, you endeavored to steer the conversation back to safer waters. "Haru, you were telling me about that fascinating project with the interactive website. Do go on."

Haru's face brightened at the change of topic, and he launched into an enthusiastic description of his latest project. You listened with genuine interest, but you couldn't ignore the way Seungcheol's eyes kept flickering back to you, his expression a perplexing blend of amusement and something darker.

As the evening wore on, Seungcheol's interruptions grew more frequent and increasingly pointed. He made snarky comments about the food, pointed out trivial inconsistencies in Haru's stories, and even "accidentally" bumped into you as he moved about the apartment. Each incident seemed designed to unnerve Haru, whose initial charm was gradually giving way to visible discomfort.

"Excuse me," Seungcheol said at one point, reaching across the table with a deliberate nonchalance that belied his true intent. He managed to knock over Haru's glass of water, sending a cascade of liquid across the table. "Oops. My apologies."

You quickly grabbed a towel to mop up the spill, your frustration simmering just below the surface. "It's fine," you said through clenched teeth, attempting to maintain your composure. "No harm done."

Haru forced a smile, but the strain was evident in his eyes. "It's okay," he murmured, though his voice lacked its earlier warmth.

Seungcheol's behavior was wearing on your nerves, and you couldn't fathom why he was acting this way. He had never been so openly antagonistic before, and it was starting to fray your patience. All you wanted was to enjoy your evening with Haru, but Seungcheol seemed hell-bent on making that impossible.

The final straw came when Seungcheol "accidentally" brushed against Haru's arm as he walked past, causing Haru to drop his fork with a loud clatter. The sound reverberated through the tense silence, amplifying the growing discord.

"Seriously?" you snapped, your eyes flashing with indignation as you glared at Seungcheol. "Can you please give us a moment's peace?"

Seungcheol raised an eyebrow, his expression one of feigned innocence. "I was merely getting a drink," he said, holding up his glass as if to underscore his point.

"Well, can you manage it without causing a scene?" you retorted, your frustration boiling over.

Haru placed a soothing hand on your arm, his touch gentle and calming. "It's okay, Y/N," he said softly, his eyes beseeching you to let it go. "Really, it's fine."

But it wasn't fine. You could see the hurt and confusion in Haru's eyes, and it only fueled your anger further. Seungcheol was ruining what should have been a pleasant evening, and you were at a loss to understand why.

The tension in the room had reached a palpable peak, a silent battle of wills between Seungcheol and Haru with you caught in the crossfire. The evening that you had hoped would be a pleasant introduction of new possibilities had turned into a minefield of unspoken emotions and escalating conflict.

Seungcheol's final act of sabotage came as the three of you attempted to settle down in the living room. You had just suggested watching a movie, hoping it might diffuse the tension, when Seungcheol abruptly stood up, his eyes glinting with barely concealed irritation.

"I don't think this is working out," he announced, his voice ringing with a finality that froze you in place. He turned to Haru, his expression hardening. "I think it's time for you to leave."

Haru's eyes widened in shock, his calm demeanor slipping as he struggled to process Seungcheol's blunt dismissal. "Excuse me?" he said, his voice tinged with disbelief.

"You heard me," Seungcheol replied, crossing his arms over his chest. "This isn't your place, and I think it's best if you leave now."

You felt a rush of anger and embarrassment flood your cheeks. "Seungcheol, what the hell are you doing?" you demanded, stepping between him and Haru. "You can't just kick him out like this!"

Seungcheol's eyes met yours, a storm of emotions swirling within them. "I'm doing what needs to be done," he said, his tone unyielding.

Haru stood up, his expression a mixture of hurt and frustration. "It's okay, Y/N," he said, his voice resigned. "I'll go. This isn't worth the trouble."

You turned to Haru, your heart sinking. "I'm so sorry, Haru. This is not how I wanted tonight to go."

Haru managed a small, sad smile. "It's not your fault," he said softly. "I'll call you later."

As Haru gathered his things and headed for the door, you felt a pang of guilt and regret. This was supposed to be a simple, pleasant evening, and now it was ending in disaster. Once the door closed behind Haru, the silence in the apartment was deafening.

You turned to Seungcheol, your anger boiling over. "What the hell was that for?" you shouted, your voice shaking with fury. "You just ruined my date! Why would you do that?"

Seungcheol's jaw tightened, his eyes flashing with a mix of defiance and something else you couldn't quite place. "He wasn't right for you," he said flatly.

"That's not for you to decide!" you shot back, your frustration reaching a breaking point. "You had no right to interfere like that. Haru is a good guy, and you just humiliated him for no reason!"

Seungcheol took a step closer, his presence towering over you. "I couldn't just stand by and watch you pretend everything was fine when it clearly wasn't," he said, his voice low and intense. "You deserve better than some guy who doesn't even know you."

"Better?" you echoed, incredulous. "And who are you to say what I deserve? You've made it very clear that our...whatever this is...doesn't mean anything beyond a few nights of fun. You don't get to dictate who I see or don't see."

Seungcheol's eyes darkened, his frustration matching your own. "Is that what you think?" he demanded, his voice rough with emotion. "That this doesn't mean anything to me?"

You crossed your arms, trying to shield yourself from the vulnerability his words evoked. "What else am I supposed to think? You keep things casual, no strings attached. That's what we agreed on."

"And maybe I was wrong," Seungcheol said, his voice softer now, but no less intense. "Maybe I want more than that. Maybe I want you."

The words hung in the air between you, a raw and unfiltered confession that left you reeling. You searched his eyes, looking for any sign that he was playing with you, but all you saw was sincerity and a depth of emotion that took your breath away.

The silence following Seungcheol's confession was thick with tension, each second stretching like an eternity. You stood there, heart pounding, grappling with the raw honesty of his words. The anger that had fueled your argument moments ago was now mingled with confusion and a flicker of something unnamed and unsettling.

"Y/N," Seungcheol began, stepping closer, his eyes never leaving yours. "I mean it. I want you."

You opened your mouth to respond, to argue, but before you could utter a single word, Seungcheol closed the distance between you. His hands cupped your face with a tenderness that belied the intensity of his emotions, and then his lips were on yours, silencing your protests in an instant.

The kiss was both unexpected and overwhelming. Seungcheol's lips were warm and insistent, moving against yours with a fervor that took your breath away. For a moment, you were lost in the sensation, the world narrowing to the points where your bodies connected. His kiss was demanding yet tender, a blend of passion and desperation that made your heart race.

But just as quickly, the reality of the situation crashed back over you. You pulled away, your breath coming in short, uneven gasps. "No," you said, shaking your head as if to clear it. "You don't get to do that."

Seungcheol's eyes searched yours, a mix of confusion and hurt flashing across his face. "Y/N, I—"

"No," you interrupted, your voice trembling with a mixture of anger and frustration. "You can't just kiss me and expect everything to be okay. You don't get to treat me like some casual hookup and then suddenly decide you want more. It doesn't work like that."

Seungcheol took a step back, his hands dropping to his sides. "That's not what I'm doing," he said, his voice low but steady. "It's not like that."

"Then what is it?" you demanded, crossing your arms over your chest in a defensive gesture. "Because all you've ever wanted from me is something casual. And now, after ruining my date, you think you can just change the rules?"

"Y/N, please," Seungcheol pleaded, his eyes filled with a vulnerability that made your heart ache. "Just listen to me."

You hesitated, the sincerity in his voice giving you pause. "Fine," you said, your tone still guarded. "I'm listening."

Seungcheol took a deep breath, as if gathering his thoughts. "I know I've been an idiot," he began, his voice steady but tinged with regret. "I've been hiding how I really feel because I was scared. Scared of messing things up between us, scared of losing you if it didn't work out."

You frowned, your anger slowly giving way to confusion. "What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about how much you mean to me," Seungcheol said, taking a step closer. "I'm talking about how I can't stand the thought of you being with someone else because it makes me realize just how much I care about you. This isn't just some fling for me, Y/N. It never was."

His words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of unspoken emotions. You could see the sincerity in his eyes, the raw honesty in his expression. It was a side of Seungcheol you hadn't seen before, and it left you reeling.

"But you never said anything," you whispered, your voice barely audible. "You never gave me any indication that you felt this way."

"I know," Seungcheol admitted, his voice thick with regret. "And I'm sorry for that. I thought I could keep things casual, that it would be easier that way. But seeing you with Haru... it made me realize that I can't do this anymore. I can't pretend that what we have doesn't mean everything to me."

You stared at him, your mind racing as you tried to process everything he was saying. The anger that had fueled your argument was slowly giving way to a deeper, more complex mix of emotions. Part of you wanted to believe him, to take the leap and see where it could lead. But another part of you was still hurt, still wary of getting your heart broken.

The silence hung heavy between you, laden with the weight of unspoken words and the raw, intense emotions that Seungcheol’s confession had unearthed. You could see the sincerity in his eyes, the raw vulnerability that he rarely showed. And in that moment, your resolve began to waver.

“Seungcheol,” you began, your voice trembling, “I don’t know what to say.”

“Then don’t say anything,” he replied, stepping closer, his gaze unwavering. “Just let me show you how I feel.”

Before you could respond, he closed the distance between you, capturing your lips in a kiss that was both fervent and tender. His hands moved to your waist, pulling you against him, and you felt your body respond to his touch, the anger and confusion melting away, replaced by a burning desire.

His kiss deepened, his tongue sliding against yours with a sensuality that made your knees weak. You clung to him, your hands tangling in his hair as you surrendered to the intensity of the moment. Seungcheol’s hands roamed over your body, his touch igniting a fire in your veins.

He broke the kiss, his breath ragged as he looked down at you, his eyes dark with desire. “I need you, Y/N,” he murmured, his voice rough with longing. “I need you to know how much you mean to me.”

You nodded, unable to find your voice. He took your hand, leading you to the bedroom, each step filled with anticipation and unspoken promises. Once inside, he turned to you, his gaze smoldering.

“Undress for me,” he commanded softly, his eyes never leaving yours.

With trembling hands, you complied, shedding your clothes until you stood bare before him. Seungcheol’s eyes roamed over your body, his expression one of awe and desire. He stepped closer, his hands moving to cup your breasts, his thumbs brushing over your nipples, sending shivers down your spine.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, his breath warm against your skin. “I want to make you feel good. Will you let me?”

You nodded again, your breath hitching as his hands trailed down your body, leaving a path of fire in their wake. He knelt before you, his eyes locking onto yours as he pressed a kiss to your inner thigh, his tongue darting out to taste your skin.

The sensation was electric, and you felt a surge of arousal as his mouth moved closer to your core. He parted your folds with his fingers, his tongue flicking over your clit with a skill that made you gasp. Seungcheol’s hands gripped your hips, holding you steady as he devoured you, his tongue and lips working in tandem to bring you to the brink of ecstasy.

“Oh, God, Seungcheol,” you moaned, your hands fisting in his hair as your hips bucked against his mouth. “Don’t stop.”

He hummed in response, the vibration sending another wave of pleasure through you. His tongue circled your clit, teasing and tormenting you until you were trembling with need. He slid two fingers inside you, curling them to hit that sweet spot, and you cried out, your body arching towards him.

Seungcheol didn’t relent, his mouth and fingers working together to drive you closer and closer to the edge. You could feel the tension building, a coil tightening in your belly, and then it snapped, a tidal wave of pleasure crashing over you as you came, your cries echoing in the room.

He didn’t stop, his movements gentle as he coaxed you through the aftershocks, his eyes never leaving your face. When you finally came down, he stood, his fingers trailing your slick arousal up to your lips.

“Open,” he instructed, and you obeyed, taking his fingers into your mouth, tasting yourself on his skin. The look of pure desire in his eyes made your pulse quicken, and you sucked his fingers clean, reveling in the way he watched you.

“Good girl,” he praised, his voice a low rumble. He kissed you again, his tongue exploring your mouth with a possessiveness that made your knees weak. You could taste yourself on his lips, the mingling of flavors heightening your arousal once more.

Seungcheol broke the kiss, his hands moving to undo his pants. “Lie down,” he instructed, and you did, stretching out on the bed, your body still humming with the remnants of your orgasm.

He shed his clothes quickly, his erection standing proud as he joined you on the bed. He knelt between your legs, his eyes drinking in the sight of you spread out before him. “I’m going to make you feel so good,” he promised, his voice thick with need.

He took his cock in hand, stroking it slowly as he watched you. “Touch yourself,” he ordered, and you complied, your fingers finding your clit, rubbing in slow, deliberate circles as you watched him.

Seungcheol groaned, his hand moving faster on his cock as he watched you pleasure yourself. “That’s it, baby,” he murmured, his eyes locked on yours. “Make yourself come for me.”

You bit your lip, your fingers moving faster, the combination of his gaze and the sensation pushing you closer to the edge. “Seungcheol,” you moaned, your body tensing as you felt your orgasm building once more.

“Come for me,” he commanded, his voice rough with desire. “Come for me, Y/N.”

His words pushed you over the edge, and you came with a cry, your body trembling with the force of your release. Seungcheol watched you, his hand moving faster on his cock as he brought himself to the brink.

He leaned over you, his eyes burning with need. “I need to be inside you,” he said, his voice a raw whisper. “I need to feel you.”

You nodded, spreading your legs wider in invitation. Seungcheol positioned himself at your entrance, his cock slick with your arousal. He pushed in slowly, the sensation of him filling you making you gasp.

He set a slow, steady pace, each thrust deep and deliberate. The pleasure built with each movement, the intensity of the connection between you making your head spin. Seungcheol’s hands gripped your hips, pulling you closer, his eyes never leaving yours.

“Look at me,” he murmured, his voice a soft command. “I want to see you.”

You locked eyes with him, the depth of emotion in his gaze taking your breath away. The rhythm of his thrusts increased, the pleasure building to a fever pitch. He reached down, his fingers finding your clit, rubbing in time with his thrusts.

The combination was too much, and you felt yourself hurtling towards another orgasm, the intensity overwhelming. “Seungcheol,” you gasped, your body arching towards him.

“Come for me,” he urged, his voice rough with need. “I want to feel you come around me.”

His words sent you spiraling over the edge, your orgasm crashing over you with a force that left you breathless. Seungcheol followed you, his release spilling into you as he groaned your name, the sensation of him filling you only heightening your pleasure.

He collapsed beside you, his chest heaving as he caught his breath. You turned to him, your body still humming with the aftershocks of your release. He pulled you close, his lips pressing gentle kisses to your forehead.

“Are you okay?” he asked softly, his hand smoothing over your hair.

You nodded, your heart full. “I’m more than okay,” you replied, your voice a whisper. “I’m perfect.”

Seungcheol smiled, his eyes warm with affection. “Good,” he said, pulling you even closer. “Because I’m not letting you go.”

The promise in his words wrapped around you, a comforting reassurance of the depth of his feelings. In that moment, you knew that whatever challenges lay ahead, you would face them together. And that was all you needed.

The first light of dawn filtered through the curtains, casting a soft, golden glow over the room. You stirred, nestled in the warmth of Seungcheol’s embrace, his arm draped protectively around your waist. For a moment, you lay still, savoring the tranquility of the morning, the quiet intimacy that enveloped you both.

Seungcheol shifted beside you, his eyes fluttering open. A slow smile spread across his face as he took in the sight of you in his arms. "Good morning," he murmured, his voice husky with sleep.

"Good morning," you replied, your own smile matching his.

He leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. "How did you sleep?" he asked, his lips trailing soft kisses down your temple and along your cheek.

"Better than I have in a long time," you admitted, feeling a warmth spread through you at his affectionate gestures.

Seungcheol’s kisses continued, each one a tender promise of his feelings. He moved to your other cheek, then your nose, then your chin, covering your face with a constellation of soft, loving kisses. You couldn’t help but giggle at the sensation, your heart swelling with affection for the man beside you.

"Seungcheol," you murmured, your fingers threading through his hair as he nuzzled against your neck, his breath warm against your skin.

"Hmm?" he hummed, his lips moving to your jawline.

"This is nice," you said, your voice soft. "I could get used to waking up like this."

He pulled back slightly, his eyes meeting yours with a tenderness that made your breath catch. "So could I," he replied, his hand cupping your cheek as he leaned in to kiss you softly on the lips.

Just as you were losing yourself in the sweetness of the moment, a familiar sound interrupted the tranquility. The door creaked open, and you felt a rush of fur and energy as Kkuma, Seungcheol’s dog, bounded into the room.

"Kkuma!" Seungcheol exclaimed with a laugh, sitting up as the dog jumped onto the bed, tail wagging furiously.

Kkuma wasted no time, planting herself between the two of you and showering Seungcheol with enthusiastic licks. You couldn’t help but laugh at the sight, the dog’s antics bringing a lightness to the room.

"Kkuma, stop," Seungcheol said, though his laughter belied any real annoyance. He scratched behind the dog’s ears, giving her the attention she so eagerly sought. "You’re interrupting a very important moment, you know."

You smiled, reaching out to pet Kkuma as well. "I think she’s just making sure we’re both awake," you said, your heart full as you watched the playful interaction between Seungcheol and his beloved pet.

Kkuma’s presence had an undeniable way of lightening the mood, her joyful energy infectious. She turned her attention to you, her eyes bright with curiosity. You scratched her behind the ears, earning a contented sigh as she settled down between you and Seungcheol.

The three of you lay there for a while, enjoying the peaceful morning. 

"Y/N," Seungcheol said softly, his hand finding yours under the covers. "About last night..."

You turned to him, your heart skipping a beat at the seriousness in his tone. "Yes?"

"I meant everything I said," he continued, his thumb brushing over the back of your hand. "I want to be with you. For real. No more pretending, no more keeping things casual."

You felt a lump form in your throat, the sincerity in his eyes nearly overwhelming. "I want that too, Seungcheol," you whispered, squeezing his hand. "I want to be with you."

He smiled, a look of pure relief and happiness washing over his face. "Then let’s do it," he said, leaning in to kiss you again, this time with a gentle, lingering sweetness that left no doubt about his feelings.

Kkuma, not to be left out, nudged her way between you once more, her tail thumping against the bed as she demanded attention. You both laughed, the moment made all the more perfect by her playful interruption.

As the morning sun continued to rise, you and Seungcheol talked about your future, about the possibilities that lay ahead. There was a sense of hope and excitement, a feeling that together, you could face whatever came your way.

© marvyu 2k24 — please do not copy, repost or translate any of my works on other platforms: i do not tolerate them at all.

୨୧The Afterparty୨୧

| The Fight | The Party | The Afterparty | The Epilogue |

{your head is reeling from the scene you’d just witnessed at soonyoungs party, and your heart isn’t doing much better. how could everything go so wrong in just a few hours? whatever, if things were already fucked you’d just have to get fucked with them. but hes still there, in the back of your mind. and youre evidently in the front of his. cheol is furious with you. furious and possessive, and you wonder if you can get through soonyoung's afterparty without something happening between you two}

warnings: angst, smut, cheol is possessive and slightly creepy (mentions of possible stalking but he doesnt confirm anything), hard dom! Cheol x sub! Reader, bondage, degrading, multiple orgasms, light breeding kink, impact play (spanking), nipple play, size kink cause i cant help myself, just the general hard fucking yall know the drill, drinking but for the plot theyre not super drunk during sex (cause dont do that)

word count: 6k

you threw back shots like they were water, your face constricting from the bitter taste on your tongue before you slammed the little shot glass on the counter “another one.”

somewhere through the buzz the alcohol caused you could hear cheers. some from jeonghan and soonyoung, who had convinced you to try and out drink mingyu (who they joked was “the resident alcoholic”), and some from people you didn’t know.

somehow this afterparty was even bigger than the party itself.

the ride over to jeonghan’s loft was completely silent. both soonyoung and seungkwan had watched your face fall upon seeing seungcheol leave with her, and both were graceful enough to let you have your moment of peace before the afterparty started.

fuck him.

genuinely and whole heartedly, fuck him.

your head spun with each shot, each pass of that vile liquid down your throat.

you didn’t know how long it had been since you got here, and you weren’t sure you cared. you planned on getting as blackout drunk as possible and passing out somewhere in this overwhelmingly spacious loft.

it seemed like other people had that same plan. what with how nearly every surface contained substance ranging from white powder to the remnants of someone's attempt of rolling a blunt. the smell of something sharp filled the air, mixing with the awful smell of whatever the fuck you were drinking right now. who even knew with how many bottles were lining every table in this huge fucking space.

seriously how rich was jeonghan anyways to be able to afford this luxurious downtown loft? you thought the view of the city might be nice too if you were sober enough to see straight.

music blasted overhead, something about parties and women and fucking. all things that reminded you of him. of how he held her face while shoving his tongue down her throat…

jeonghan passed the now refilled shot glass to you and you downed it without a second thought.

mingyu did the same across the table from you and gagged “alright i might have to tap out.” you locked eyes with him as the crowd around you yelled for you and smirked at his pout

“i thought you were supposed to be good at this” you teased the large man "maybe next time youll take more than-"

soonyoung's voice cut through the conversation "Cheol? how did you find this place?"

you stopped. the room stopped. the whole fucking world stopped.

you watched as cheol sauntered into the loft, his eyes locked on you.

"soonyoung, i thought you said he didnt get an invite" you hissed at your friend. you were about to push further, convinced he orchestrated this for you and cheol to talk out your relationship, until you saw his face.

soonyoung had gone pale. he was just as surprised as you to see cheol at this afterparty. jeonghan however didnt look the least bit phased to see him.

the rest of the people around the four of you had gone back to partying, completely oblivious to what was about to happen.

"cheol, what are you doing here?" soonyoung said, stepping forward to put himself between you and the man "i never sent you the address"

cheol looked to jeonghan before turning his attention back to you, ignoring soonyoungs question for the second time. "wheres dino? im surprised hes not following you around like a little lost puppy."

you balked. was he being serious right now?

"i could ask you the same thing about anjelica. thought youd be fucking her by now" you crossed your arms. if he wanted a fight youd give him one, you were definitely tipsy enough.

"who said i didnt?"

this bitch.

"then why the fuck are you here seungcheol? we both moved on apparently, so why even show up?"

his eyes stared through yours "who said i moved on from you?"

soonyoung moved from infront of you, seemingly understanding that as his unspoken cue, and pulled jeonghan into the corner to talk to him (more like argue).

standing alone with cheol in jeonghan's kitchen you braced yourself for the conversation youd been waiting days for.

"then why do it cheol? why ignore me for days only to bring her to the party and rub it in my face?"

"i could ask you the same thing, y/n. i didnt hear from you at all until a few hours ago when you asked to talk, but by then Anjelica needed someone to take her to the party and i couldnt just say no."

"but -"

"and i know how it looked. i know. but you didnt even let me explain. didnt even let me come up to you before i watched you almost run to hole yourself in the bathroom."

he waited a second for you to say anything, and when you didnt he continued.

"i thought you had just drank too much or something and thats why it was taking you a while, but when i went to check on you i heard moaning." he inhaled and paused, gripping the edge of the counter like just the memory of it was too much for him to recount, "i couldnt believe it. so i listened, i thought maybe id just missed you leave or something. that it was anyone but you in there."

he scoffed, "but i know you and i know your voice like its my own. i knew it was you so i waited. i waited until i couldn't anymore. and then it was him." another inhale "it couldve been anyone else but it was him."

"again, i could say the same thing about you, seungcheol. that woman is the whole reason were here in the first place. and i tried. i tried to contact you to get you to talk about things. so imagine my surprise when shes the one you bring to the party. the one youve been fucking for god knows how long and-"

"and you havent been fucking chan?" his voice raised loud enough to draw a few party-goers attention to the two of you

"what are you-"

"i know about the texts y/n. why the fuck do you think id fuck her in the first place."

you paused. what did he mean by "the texts?" first he knew about you and chan hanging out and now he knows about your texts with him? no, theres no way. surely hes talking about something else.

"oh dont play innocent, y/n, you know exactly what im talking about" cheol leaned into you, coming so close to your ear so that youd be the only one who could hear him. "how you texted him every slutty thing you wanted him to do to you. how you wanted chan to fuck you...cum in you and eat it out of you"

your mouth hung open and your face turned red as a tomato. you couldnt tell if it was from embarrassment or anger. or from the looming fear that he somehow knew, somehow found out about your private texts.

"hoenstly, y/n, i had on idea how much of a slut you could be"

he leaned away, straightening his back again and looked down at you.

"how-how did you-"

"i have my ways."

your eyes widened at him in shock, causing him to grin at you. for the first time in your whole relationship you were...scared of him.

"maybe chan was right" your voice was weak "maybe i shouldve gone home with him tonight" your voice cracked with the tears that threatened to spill

cheol said nothing, he didnt have to with the fury that burned in his deep brown eyes. he grabbed your wrist and tugged you along behind him, leading you down a nearby hallway you didnt even notice before.

he pulled you into the darkened room with so much force you nearly fell down. you couldnt see much but you figured this was one of jeonghan's many guest bedrooms judging from the king sized bed in the middle of it.

"what did you just say?" he had his back to you, facing the door as he spoke as if not looking at you would help him calm down some.

you couldnt help it, you were crying now, hot tears running down your face as you stumbled over your words "cheol, youre scaring me"

"oh, im scaring you?" you hear the faint click of the lock on the door. you were trapped with him now.

"y-yes." you sniffed "chan said you talked to him. threatened him and now youre doing the same to me"

he turned to you, eyes still lined in rage "he said what? y/n-" he tried approaching you but stopped when he saw how small you looked. you were truly terrified of him

his voice softened "first of all, id never hurt you. that you think id even try is-" he gulped, trying to hide how his voice wavered "and second, i didnt "threaten" him, i told him not to touch you because i knew that word would get to him about our...fight...and hed try to steal you away from me."

he slowly closed the distance between you two, taking note of how your body language became more receptive of him. he took your hands in his, running his thumbs against the soft bumps of your knuckles.

"look, i know things are rough between us right now but i miss you. and im sorry for everything" he looked into your eyes, willing you to understand just how sincere he was being "theres questions you have for me that i just cant answer. i dont have an excuse for anything and i know thats not enough, and i know its wrong of me to ask you to understand, but please"

you faltered. saying there were questions you had or him didnt even scratch the surface. for one you couldnt understand how he just happened to know about the sexts, then that compared with what chan had said about him always...showing up. how he could find you and just be there without you even telling him where youd gone. how hed done that same thing just now despite how soonyoung obviously didnt sned him the party invite.

yes, you had questions (almost an endless list of them at this point), but he was close to you and the woodsy scent of him was engulfing your senses and those big brown eyes were pleading with you not to storm off again. you couldnt help yourself.

you stood on your tip toes and kissed his lips softly.

cheol's arms immediately brought you closer in a warm bearhug, his lips moving against yours with all the tenderness of an apology and all the fervor of a man that had waited, dreamed of this since he first met you.

his lips quickened, his tongue running over your bottom lip to ask for entrance, and you obliged.

cheol's tongue roamed in your mouth, licking you up like hed eat you if he could. just fucking inhale you until you both became one.

he turned you both around suddenly until he had you caged within his arms, your back pressed against the door

"is this how you like it, hm? i heard him fucking you against that bathroom door, is that what you want me to do?" his voice was hushed as he spoke between kisses to your neck

you whimpered, had you really been with chan just a few hours ago?

his lips paused on your neck "are you thinking about him?"

"what, cheol i-"

he pushed off of you "you are." his eyes darkened, "what do i have to do to erase him from your mind huh? i couldnt keep your attention before, so what do i have to do now to keep you from even thinking his name?"

"cheol-"

he caged you in again, gripping your wrists and holding them firm against the door.

“do i need to tie you up so you won’t leave me again? cause i will.” you paused, eyes widening up at him as you realized he was being completely serious “i’ll do anything to keep you here, with me. you might want chan but you need me.”

then he moved off of you, you were so stunned by what he said that you didnt even notice him walking towards something. ofcourse his words shocked you, but what shocked you more is you realized chan was right.

cheol was crazy.

the ropes were on you before you even noticed he’d come back. he bound your arms with expertise, weaving the rough material around your wrists, but being sure not to tie them too tight. he didn’t wanna hurt you after all. he wasn’t a monster.

"cheol! what the fuck are you doing?" you words were panicked, he really was tying you up in the middle of some random room. the only saving detail about all of this was that this was jeonghan's house, and you guys were friends.

and then it dawned on you.

how cheol knew where to go for the party. jeonghan.

the two were good friends, everyone knew that. but did that mean that jeonghan knew how fucking crazy cheol could be, was being right now?

when you came back to reality your hands were completely bound together, and cheol had picked you up bridal style to place you on the bed.

he plopped you down on the soft mattress, the scent of fresh laundry filling your nose before you pushed yourself onto your knees, your dress riding up your plump thighs.

"think you can get away with it? letting him eat your little pussy out. come on baby, you know that belongs to me"

he crawled on the bed to you, placing his strong arms on either side of your thighs as he towered over you, even sitting on the bed he was still quite a bit taller than you.

"but you were allowed to fuck someone else tho, right?" you pushed your lips out in a pout and cheol's eyes tracked them, a smug smirk crossing his face as he saw the jealousy you so easily conveyed.

you looked so...cute.

"awwww is my pretty baby jealous?" his voice was low as he began kissing your neck again, trailing down to your breasts that were now peaked with your nipples. you didnt know if it was right to be turned on by his possessive asshole behavior, but you werent sure you cared right now. you couldnt deny that you really wanted to feel his hands on you.

"n-no," you breathed

"no?"

"no."

he nipped at his skin "not even if i say i kissed her just like this? licked her right where im licking you right now?" his tongue passed over the clothed tips of your nipples

"fuck," you hated what he was saying, but your body loved how he felt on you

"what if i say i tied her up just like this? fucked her mouth and made her take every bit of me i had to offer?" he raked his teeth over your sensitive buds, biting lightly through the material and making your back arch into him

you wouldve reached up into his hair too if he hadnt tied your hands together. or maybe you wouldve slapped his chest for what he was saying, pushed him away and cried from what he just admitted to you.

but you couldnt, so you did the next best thing "i hate you" you groaned out, even though youd never wanted him more

he paused, bringing his eyes up to meet yours "take it back"

you nearly laughed at the difference between his personas, how hed just said all those filthy things but as soon as you rebuttled he looked like a hit puppy.

and you really thought youd got him there. thought youd won the upper hand and had him right where you wanted.

youd never been more wrong.

"y/n." his voice warned "take. it. back."

you straightened your back in defiance "no."

"fine" he pushed himself up, coming to his knees on the mattress "if you cant listen to me, then ill just have to fuck the disobedience out of you"

your stomach flipped. youd never been talked to like this before. but you couldnt help that you liked it. really liked it if your pussy had anything to say about it. you were so soaked, you thought youd have ruined your panties if you hadnt somehow lost them at one point in the night.

he gripped your chin in his fingers, his palm nearly covering half of your neck as he pulled you towards him

"hows that sound baby?"

you knew what this was. an out. a way for you to express your discomfort, and you knew in the deepest parts of you that he would untie you in an instant, mutter endless apologies, and take you home if its what you wanted. but its not.

you wanted him to fuck you. fuck you so thoroughly and completely that he completely forgot another woman ever existed before you. youd be sure of it.

"g-good. it-sounds good" it came out pathetic and muffled from his fingers squeezing your cheeks together.

he smirked at you "good girl. now lift up baby, lets get you undressed"

you obliged, what else could you do with your hands literally tied.

cheol's fingers left goosebumps in their wake as he lifted your dress off of your frame. you watched as his eyes took you in. grazed upon every curve of your perfect, beautiful body, before snagging on your pussy

"baby?"

"hm?"

"where are your panties?" his eyes snapped up to meet yours as if the answer lied in them. and maybe they did, with how his gaze darkened at you.

he stood off the bed, standing right in front of you as he undid the buckle of his belt, maintaining eye contact with you the whole time.

"he has them, doesnt he?"

the thought honestly never crossed your mind that chan mightve taken your panties, not that you cared.

"he does." cheol's voice was filled with assuredness, like he knew without actually knowing where your pretty little lacy thong had gone.

he slipped his belt from the loops of his pants, folding and snapping it together once causing you to flinch at the sound

"baby, youve been such a bad girl recently" he frowned at you, his eyes raking across your body, snagging on the hickey that chan gave you "no, youre not a good girl at all. in fact, i think naughty girls like you deserve to be punished."

all you could do was sit back on your heels, looking up at him innocently through your long eyelashes.

"dont give me the innocent act, y/n. we both know you were fucking Chan's tongue just a few hours ago." pushed you down on the bed, then forced you onto your stomach, your pretty little ass on display for him "tell me baby, how many spankings do you think you deserve for giving away whats mine?"

another snap of his belt "ten? twenty?"

you couldnt answer, just arched your back, angling your ass higher at the promise of pain you so desperately craved, so long as it was cheol doing it to you.

he palmed your ass lightly, his large hand raking over your soft flesh, almost like he was inspecting you, making sure that hickey on your neck was the only one chan had left.

"lets settle for fifteen, how does that sound baby?" another snap "sound good?"

you mewled at the sharp sound

"y-yes, sounds good cheollie"

your head was pressed against the mattress, cheek squished in a way cheol thought made you look so adorable. but he knew better. you were nothing but a slut, and he was gonna show you what happened to sluts that couldnt contain themselves, that went around riding other mens' faces in their friend's bathroom.

without warning the painful sting reverberated through your body, your hips pushing into the bed as he slapped the belt against your ass. hard.

"fuck!" you yelped

"such a dirty mouth baby." he clicked his tongue "you really are a bad, bad girl" another spank to your ass. one that was even harder than the last, like he expected you to behave sweetly while he beat the fuck out of your soft flesh.

"tell me baby, did you know hed take them? did you let him take those little panties so that he could go home and fuck them?" another sharp spank had you groaning, turning your face into the mattress to keep your screams muffled "think chan's at home now, cumming into those little panties while thinking of how you tasted on him?"

another spanking. fuck he was getting hard just watching you try to squirm away from your punishment. he knew you probably didnt mean for chan to take your underwear, but that didnt infuriate him any less. and unfortunately your ass was right there for him to take out all his frustrations on.

you on the other hand were feeling both the worst and best experiences youd ever felt. cheol's spanks were harsh, but youd be lying if you said each slap didnt make your pussy even wetter.

"no cheollie" you somehow managed to whine out, the sound coming out slightly muffled from the mattress...and where you crying? "didnt mean for him to take them"

another spanking "whyd you do it then?"

you yelped, tears now streaming down your face as you took every bit of pain he gave you, something deep inside yourself spurring you to convince him that you were good. his good girl.

"d-dunno"

spank

"yes you do."

spank

you were sobbing now, hot tears creating a puddle where your face laid pressed against the bed

"j-" you hickuped from the choked sobs now rolling through you "just wanted to f-feel good"

cheol landed two harsh slaps against your ass with the belt. fuck how many was this now? maybe ten?

"and i couldnt do that for you? hm? didnt trust your cheollie enough to take care of your needs?"

another spanking

another set of cries escaped your plump lips, your hips trying so hard to squirm away from him.

"n-no, just wanted to m-make you jealous." you cried out

you braced for another spanking at your confession, only to be met with silence.

"what was that baby" his large hands came down to massage the now bright red skin of your butt.

you sniffed, turning your head to the side so that you could barely make out his looming frame behind you

"only rode his face n talked to him to make you j-jealous" it was pathetic really, how many tears slipped from your watery eyes from the confession, but it was true. youd only done all of that in an attempt to get back at cheol, even if some of the things he was never supposed to know about. so much good those little secrets did against someone so...crazy like cheol was. or whatever he was.

cheol placed a sweet, soft kiss against your ass before smoothing the skin there "and what do you have to say for doing something so mean to your cheollie? making him listen while you got your little pussy ate, while you came all over another man?"

"m-sorry" you sobbed again, you didnt even know your body was capable of making this many tears "m-so sorry cheollie"

you muffled your cries into the mattress again, too embarrassed with how hard you were sobbing to let him see even the side of your face.

cheol's eyes softened at you. your body laid out before him, cute little hickups from how hard you were crying. and that apology. fuck, you really were his cute, sweet y/n.

and he couldnt help but feel guilty for ever pushing you to act so naughty.

hed make it up to you for the rest of his life. would spend the rest of his days on his knees for you for ever having touched another woman, even if he was thinking of you the whole time. but that was his apology to make another time.

tonight was about that fucking scene hed walked in on back at soonyoung's apartment. about all the texts he couldnt erase from his memory.

"come on baby" cheol stood back up and snapped the belt again "only five more left. lets hear you count for me. think you can do that for your cheollie?"

you sniffed, unable to form another sentence, but nodded before turning your head to the side.

spank

"one"

spank

"two"

spank

"three"

spank

"four"

spank

"f-five"

you heard the faint clank of the belt against the hardwood floor.

heard the soft sound of clothes hitting the floor, before feeling a dip in the bed beside you as cheol climbed onto the mattress next to you before laying flat on his back.

cheol ran a had across your hair, pushing a few strands behind your ear before tilting your chin

"look at me baby" his voice was soft, but firm with the promise of another punishment if you didnt obey "there she is, my sweet good girl"

you sighed. there it was, that title you so desperately needed to hear fall from his lips.

you sniffed, another set of tears threatening to fall down your cheeks. "ch-cheollie" you cried suddenly, hiccupping against the bed as your body shook. you tried to reach out to him but your hands were still bound in place by the rough rope.

cheol cooed at you "awweee my sweet perfect angel, did cheollie hurt you?"

you nodded, tried to look up at him through your lashes again, but couldnt even see straight for all the tears that clouded your vision

his heart strained at the sight of you trying to tug your arms out of the restraints to get to him. how you couldnt roll over onto your stomach properly because of the rope confining your movements, and the pain searing into your lower half.

you looked so helplessly cute to him, and he couldnt help but pull you onto him, forcing your thighs apart to straddle his hips. and his now very erect cock.

his big hands came up to whisk away the tears from your face, gently wiping any remaining wetness from your softly flushed skin.

"there you go baby, let it out. you did so good. so good my good girl."

you hiccupped one last time, bringing your bound hands up to your face to wipe the few stray tears that fell.

"so fucking cute" cheol muttered under you.

under you.

the man you had been pining after, and who had apparently been pining after you too, was under you. completely naked, and you could feel him, every painfully hard inch of his long cock pressing against your middle.

you startled, trying to lift your cunt off of him, you didnt even realize hed set you on his hips until you felt how thick and girthy his cock was under you.

cheol laughed at your startled expression and how you seemed almost...bashful at the lewd position

"whats wrong baby? dont want a reward after all your hard work?"

you groaned at the thought. cheol reached up, pushing your hair behind your ear before caressing your cheek

"come on pretty baby, wanna see how good you ride me. how does that sound."

you nodded, giving a tentative grind of your hips against his cock.

fuck. he was so hard.

you spared a look down, just a peak, and were met with the huge length of him. he had to be at least eight inches. at least. and he was so thick too, your pussy barely surrounded the thickness of him as you grinding against him again

"mmphh~ fuck cheollie. s-big"

his hands guided your hips, his eyes watching as your little pussy struggled, clenched around nothing while the wetness of you seemingly poured over his shaft.

fuck, you were so wet and all hed done was spank you.

"yeah baby? am i the biggest youve seen?"

you moaned "y-yes! its so big" you paused "i dunno if its gonna fit in me"

his eyes nearly rolled back at your words. "fuck angel dont" his hips bucked up "dont say things like that to me"

"but youre so big" you moaned, you didnt mean to but your hips traveled so far up his length that his tip prodded your entrance "fuck, cheollie!"

"shit baby, need you so bad" he lifted your hips up "need to fuck you, fill this pretty pussy up"

you squeaked above him, your cheeks flushing red all over again "p-put it in" you paused "please"

please. god you were so cute, youd be the death of him.

he lifted your hips up, you almost had to lift up onto your knees just so that his dick had enough room to spring up, his thick tip glistening with his wet precum

you brought your bound hands to rest against his chest as cheol sunk you down onto him, basking in your whimpers at how thick he was. how the stink of him stretching your pussy out felt good. so right.

"h-how much more?" a sweat had graced your brow at how much his cock was hurting your little hole.

he chuckled a little bit "youre only halfway baby"

you groaned. you couldnt stand it. yes, his length hurt. but you had been waiting so long for this moment, and you couldnt wait any longer.

you pushed yourself down, not realizing he was thrusting himself up into you at the same time, causing you to ram yourself down, taking the full length of him into your little cunt.

cheol's back arched off of the bed "fuck!"

you moaned at the feeling of him lodged to his base in you, how his tip shoved itself against your cervix and your clit rubbed against his pubes.

cheol couldnt hold himself back anymore. he was gonna go gentle with you for your first time, but you were obviously insatiable. he smirked to himself, looked like chan hadnt fucked you well enough afterall.

cheol lifted you off of him, sighing at how your pussy seemed to retort at his cock leaving it, before slamming you back down onto him.

you cried out at the feeling of his cock splitting you open, of your little pussy being fucked by his much bigger length.

cheol's hips lifted each time yours dropped down, meeting you in the middle and causing the wet squelching sound of your ruined cunt to fill the room.

"did chan fuck you this good baby? did he make you cry for his cock and bounce on him like a needy little slut?"

you whimpered, the sound coming out sounding a little too much like a muffled "yes" for cheol's liking, and the man couldnt have that.

cheol rammed himself into you at an impossible pace, fucking you so hard that the grip he had on your hips was sure to leave bruises.

and then his dick twitched in you.

he came in you, the hot spirts of his white cum painting your quivering walls.

but he didnt stop.

his dick didnt even soften inside you, he just kept fucking his hips up into you, not wanting a single drop of cum to fall from you.

"cheollie" you whimpered

his eyes shot up to you, drinking in your fucked out expression. he couldnt stand it, he needed to fuck you harder. breed you and fill you full of his cum so you didnt have a choice but to stay with him, not with his babies nestled in you.

cheol flipped you over so fast you barely had time to process anything before he was ontop of you, kissing against your neck while ramming his still painfully hard dick into you.

he leaned down, leveling his plump lips with your ear and whispered “what’s wrong y/n? i thought you were a big girl”

you whimpered, eyes pleading up at him to be just a little softer, slow his hips down just a little bit so your cum-soaked cunt could recover just for a second.

but cheol only mocked your whimper, taunting you before picking up the speed of his hips

“big girls need to take responsibility for their actions. need to be punished when they act out of line and fuck other people.”

you couldnt help how the dam broke, and your legs shook with the wave of your orgasm.

"there we go, good girl, cumming around her cheollie's cock"

he pulled out and flipped you on your side, raising one of your legs and resting it on his broad shoulder before shoving himself back in and pounding his cum-covered cock back into you.

your body thrashed with the force of his hips, jostling on the bed from how hard his hips smashed into yours. he had you bent so deliciously to fit his thick cock in your little pussy.

your bound hands came down to your side to grip the sheets, give you any sort of grounding against the way cheol was pounding himself into you.

"ch-cheollie!!"

he mocked you, mimicking how you whined for him and moaned his name.

your pussy spasmed again, sucking him deeper into you as you came around his dick again.

without waiting for you to come down, cheol had you on your back, his large frame hovering over you as he rammed himself into oyur heat from on top of you now.

one orgasm flowed into the next at the new position, at how his curved dick hit your g spot so perfectly, like he was made for you.

your body shook with the most powerful orgasm youd ever had, something akin to a religious experience as his cock coaxed every worry out of your body.

"fuck cheollie," your high pitched moans and cries were music to his ears as your back arched towards him "fuck, love you s-much cheol-fuck!"

his hips faltered with your orgasm, with how perfectly your plush walls clenched around him.

something in cheol broke at the sight of you sobbing for him, cumming around him all while babbling about how much you loved him.

it dawned on him in that moment. you loved him.

nothing else mattered then. not the betrayals or how jealous he was. how crazy you made him. none of it mattered.

the only thing there was in his mind was you.

"fuck, y/n, i love you too. i love you more, so much fucking more" he slowed his hips to a long, slow rocking pace inside you. cheol wanted to savor the feeling of you, how you came and moaned around him.

the slow pace felt perfect, you were so soft and wet, all full of his cum and yours. he lowered himself onto you, looking into your teary eyes and came for the third time that night.

you groaned with the feeling of cheol filling you up again. his full body weight on you as he shook with pleasure. you knew he had come down from his orgasm when he rested completely ontop of you, one of his big hands coming to stroke your hair.

the weight of him was perfect, like a big, adorable weighted blanket.

but what was even more perfect was that choi seungcheol, your bestfriend that youd loved in secret for years, was now yours.

you knew it, and he definitely knew it. and nothing was going to separate you now. cheol would be sure of that if it was the last thing he ever did.

you knew that you had alot to talk about. alot of turmoil to fight through, but not tonight. tonight was for the two of you to pretend none of that existed. tonight, surrounded by the soft blue wave of moonlight that peered through the curtains in jeonghan's spare bedroom, you and cheol let those worries melt away within the warm embrace of eachothers' arms.

[authors note]

TWO PARTS LEFT POOKIES!!!! also if youve been following me you know that i struggle with writing the porn parts of fics and this one was so...i genuinely have thought abt getting laid just to have an easier time writing smut

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Seventeen reaction to you being shy:

Seungcheol:

I can see S.coups as being the type of boyfriend to love complimenting you, and when he realizes just how red and blushy it makes it'll make it twenty times more appealing, and he'll bask in those sweet moments when you avoid his eyes, playing awkwardly with the edges of your sleeve, feeling his heart melt a little in his chest. On the other hand, I can also see him as being very protective of you, always jumping to your rescue when he notices someone making you uncomfortable, whisking you away with a friendly smile on his face or simply grabbing your hand, squeezing your fingers gently to show you he's right beside you.

"You look beautiful, sweetheart."

Jeonghan:

Jeonghan is a merciless tease, and you don't get any privileges as his S/O in that area. Jeonghan will do anything and everything to evoke those adorable reactions of yours, pinching your cheeks, calling you his 'pumpkin', speaking to you in a baby-like voice, not stopping until you're absolutely red and can't even look him in the eye, covering your blushing face with your hands and turning away from him. Your boyfriend will coo, pulling your hands away gently and peppering your face with little butterfly kisses, apologizing and promising to stop, but the wide grin on his face gives him away, and you can't really be mad when you see him smile so beautifully.

"Come on, pumpkin, look at me~"

Joshua:

I think Josh will be torn between being absolutely endeared by your sweetness to feeling bad about making you so flustered. He'll always assure you that you can be 100 percent comfortable with him, but he won't be able to stop himself from chuckling whenever you blush bright red or trip over your words at a simple touch or a petname, and he'll reach over to pinch your cheek fondly only to apologize profusely when you turn even more awkward then before, playing with your hair and avoiding his eyes. Basically, your boyfriend is just too in love with anything you do, but at the end of the day he wants you to feel safe and confident in his company.

"I'm sorry, sweetie, you're just so cute when you're shy..."

Junhui:

Despite being one of the older members in seventeen, Jun is constantly being babied by the other members in the group, so he will love to be the babying one for a change. I can see him as the type to say so many sweet things to the point where your heart feels like it might burst, and you'll bury your head in his shoulder, hiding your lovesick grin from his all-knowing eyes. And Jun won't be any better, laughing and wrapping his arms around you, finding it absolutely adorable how shy you get, and he'll probably tell you that as well, maybe adding a little gentle teasing to help you loosen up, wanting to hear that precious laugh of yours that he loves so much.

"You're so adorable when you get shy, Y/N."

Soonyoung:

Hoshi won't take advantage of your shyness like Jeonghan but he'll find you incredibly cute despite not wanting to make you uncomfortable, and his smile will always appear whenever he sees you blushing or mumbling quietly. Hoshi is the type to make you shy without meaning it too, simply with his sweet words or affectionate gestures, and many times, his attempts to loosen you up have the opposite effect as well, and you get even more flustered by his pretty smile and gentle words of endearment, and by the way he ruffles your hair, looking at you like you hung up all the stars in the sky.

"Ah, don't get shy on me now~"

Wonwoo:

It will probably take Wonwoo I while to notice how shy you actually are, being a pretty quiet and reserved guy himself. And he isn't really the type to say cheesy things or be too touchy outdoors so it'll take some time for him to actually make you flustered, probably during one of these moments late at night or when he's just woken up and he's still in that dreamy state of mind, and he'll just grab you and kiss your neck and whisper how amazing you are and how much he loves you, and then he'll look up to see your face tomato red and your shy smile barely peeking out as you bite you lips. It'll probably make him shy as well, and he won't be able to look in your eye, but he won't really mind because you look so cute and it makes him smile as well.

"God, I love you."

Woozi:

Woozi isn't really the romantic type as well, choosing to show his love through actions rather than words or PDA. So when he does say something sweet or cheesy, he'll probably be just as much of a mess as you, the two of you fiddling with your hands and biting back smiles after he admits he loves you. It might take a few minutes for the two of you to go back to normal again, and Woozi will give you as much space as you need, apologizing despite knowing how much you like it. He'll also be a bit protective of you, and when others will put you in the spotlight he will be quick to change the subject, putting an arm around your waist as if to shield you from everyone.

"I know I don't say this a lot, but... I don't know what I'd do without you."

Dokyeom:

Dokyeom loves it so much lol he's living the dream. This guy is a sunshine, and he's so loving that it'll be impossible for you not to blush around him, with his constant need to touch, always pressing kisses to the apples of your cheeks and playing with your fingers, and his many terms of endearment, ranging from 'baby' to 'the light of my life'. Whenever you get shy, DK will smile that beautiful grin of his, his eyes turning into little crescents, and he won't be able to stop giggling, poking at your cheeks when you try to hide from him. He'll also apologize between his bursts of laughter, assuring you that it's fine to be shy and that he loves it, and he really does, constantly showing off his 'shy cutie'.

"It's alright to get shy, it makes you even more adorable."

Mingyu:

Mingyu is well known for his duality, so he can be either a confident piece of shit or he can be a complete puppy just preening over you as if he just got his favorite treat. Sometimes he'll tease you, making dumb jokes and winking greasily, but it's just to make you laugh and to see the red on your neck spreading even further. And sometimes he'll just smile, looking at you with these lovesick eyes and just basking in your cuteness, which makes you even more flustered. When you'll push him away, whining, he'll grab your fingers and pull you back into his arms, burying his face in your neck and whining right back at you, wondering how a human being be so adorable.

"Ah, Y/N, why are you so adorable?"

Minghao:

Minghao won't really think too much about what he's saying or doing, feeling completely comfortable next to you, so he constantly surprises you by pressing random kisses to your cheek or by telling you how pretty you are, not even noticing what he's doing until he sees the blush sitting high on your cheeks and how quiet you've become. Then he'll smile, not too wide so he won't make you uncomfortable, and apologize while keeping that loving, amused smile on his face. Even if he looks rather composed on the outside, he'll be trying his hardest not to blush as well, his stomach filled with butterflies as the sight of your addicting cuteness.

"I'm sorry, jagi. I didn't mean to fluster you."

Seungkwan:

I feel like Boo thinks you're the cutest human to ever grace the land of this planet on a regular day, so when you become all red and stuttering his heart might as well leap out of his chest. Seungkwan's constant battle will be between comforting and calming you to hugging you and never letting go, and he usually ends up doing both. But I also think your boyfriend will work really hard to make you comfortable with him, always reminding you that you never need to feel embarrassed when you're with him, but also reassuring you that he loves you exactly that way you are, your shyness and awkwardness being part of your irresistible charm.

"You don't have to be shy with me, yeobo."

Vernon:

Honestly, you'll probably be the one making Vernon shy and awkward most of the time. This baby isn't really good with words and feelings and he'll find himself more often than not stuttering and stumbling when he tries to think of ways to tell you just how beautiful and precious you are. On the rare times Vernon will be teasing and cheeky he'll crack the second he sees your red cheeks and wide eyes, erupting into his adorable laughter and joining your blush fest. He'll probably apologize as well, avoiding your eyes to not make the situation more uncomfortable as he covers his mouth with his hands, occasionally sneaking a glance and looking away immediately because you're just too cute to ignore.

"Sorry, I just made this awkward, didn't I?"

Chan:

I feel like at the start Dino will be too shy to tell you all the sweet things in his head, fanboying over you on the inside and acting cool on the outside, but eventually he'll become more comfortable and he'll just say whatever is on his mind, often telling how cute and pretty you are. At these times you'll turn into a blushing mess, and your boyfriend won't be able to stop the wide smile spreading on his face, laughing uncontrollably at the sight of your cuteness, so much he actually starts blushing as well. When you push him away, whining at him to stop, he'll simply hug you, explaining that he wasn't laughing at you, he was just endeared by your adorableness, making you even more shy and flustered.

"I can't help laughing when you're so cute!"

police - c. seungcheol

»police!¡Choi Seungcheol x fem!¡reader.

»Summary: Where Choi Seungcheol always comes home late and you can’t stand it anymore.

»Tags: smut (MDNI), oral (m. f. receiving), pet names, establish relationship, police seungcheol, innuendo (it’s for the plot), fingering, unprotected sex, creampie, body worship, mention of stretch mark, scars, etc, dom!seungcheol, sub!reader.

»Words: 3.1k

note: This is my first time witting something completely on English so forgive my horrific gramar, and spealing and everything. ^^

note 2: Any typo or incoherence that you might find was completely intentional, it’s for the sake of learning about my mistakes. Please cut me some slack 🫠

The hours passed slowly on the clock, the second hand seemed to go slower and slower as if the minutes took years.

You were so sick of your boyfriend's nightshifts, you couldn't see him anymore, couldn't hug him, kiss him nor he could fuck you dumb like he used to do until not so long ago, you missed him at home.

You kept waiting for him laying on your bed, missing his touch, his scent, his kisses, how he used to caress your body with his long and thick fingers like you were the most beautiful piece of art he had ever seen. And more than anything, you miss the sex. You swear you could feel his mouth kissing your lips, cheeks, your neck, your belly, and that place so private that he knew like the palm of his hand.

You couldn't help but bring Seungcheol's white t-shirt close to your nose, so you could smell his musky scent, it felt like he was on top of you, locking you against the mattress.

Your fingers quickly touched your lips and take the same route that your boyfriend's lips were used to do over your soft and warm skin, with delicate touches your hand was now in between your thighs, and you didn't lose any time to start giving that little bud of nerves attention, while you smelt Seungcheol's scent, just as if it was him the one touching you. 

Soft moans started to escape your mouth and by the moment your hand slid inside your panties to caress your sticky folds and stimulate more the bud you were doomed. The clock marked 1 a.m. and the front door opened religiously like every night. The heavy footsteps were loud in the hall, but you were so into pleasing yourself that you forgot about your partner's time of arrival. 

Seungcheol stood still in the frame of the door, paralyzed, with one foot in and the other out of the room, looking at how his girlfriend was masturbating while sniffing his white shirt, which was so up onto her stomach that he could see her panties where her hand had adventure. He slammed the door so loudly that you couldn't help but jump in your bed, getting out of your hands up, and looking immediately to the door you felt so relieved, he looked so hot in his police uniform and watching you with lust and desire in his eyes.

He smirked with those plump and cherry-colored lips that you love. "What are you doing all by yourself babe?" asked, his black curly hair moving softly as he stood in front of you, his knees touching the bed.

You nimble onto your lower lip as he was so close that you could smell his musky scent mixed with sweat. "Is just that you haven't been around so much, I missed you" You got closer to the end of the bed sitting with both your legs on each side of your boyfriend, daring to rest your head on his hip feeling your mouth water because of the proximity of your face with his cock.

"Is that so?" one of his thick and dark brows was furrowed looking down on you and you just nob with your head still resting on his hip " Mmh, I see, it seems like I spent too much time outside, but you know I'm working, right, sweetie? if you wanted my cock so bad you could have told me before '' your boyfriend's expression was blank, he looked so serious, still you knew he was just being sulky because you were masturbating alone and didn't tell him that you were needy.

You lifted your head to put your jaw on Seungcheol's abdomen gripping each side of his hips with your hands "Don't get mad, Cheolie" you said while holding tighter onto his hips and pounding. 

Your boyfriend didn't say a word and just folded his arms to look into a dead point in the room, you couldn't help but crack a little laugh and decided to get up and turn causing Seungcheol to do the same, once he had the bed behind him, you pushed and make him fall sat in the bed. 

Seungcheol looked at you with a furrowed eyebrow and a slight smile, when you kneeld in front of him, with one hand in one of his thighs so close to his pelvis that it felt like fire in his skin.    

"Mister officer, I've been such a bad girl" You squished his thick thighs a little hard and continued to say "As my punishment, would you like me to polish your gun?" The double meaning of the words made your boyfriend laugh. 

"Sorry, I left my gun at the station, but if you polish another thing I don't have a problem, sweetheart" A flirty smile appeared on his face and you nodded excitedly.  

You gave him a sweet kiss on the jaw and untuck his work shirt from the pants starting to unbutton slowly the fabric while you were giving soft and humid kisses across his bare chest, you listened to his soft moans and by the time you finished unbuttoning his shirt, your jaw felt the cold hardness of his buckle. 

You quickly got your hands on his belt and unbuckle it, getting even his pants unzipped in record time, finally seeing the black fabric of his boxers, one finger outlined his hard cock and when it got to the tip, you shoved your hand inside his boxers, feeling the hot and heavy cock of Seungcheol, making your mouth water. 

You took the extension of your boyfriend's dick and slowly began to circularly caress his tip with your thumb, gently pressing the sensitive area. The sensation of his slick skin in your hand was quite exquisite,  Seungcheol's head was tilted while looking at you with tired eyes feeling so good by you jerking him off. 

Your hand started to go up and down faster and harder, making the tip leak white liquid which was dripping down the vein side, lubing all your work making it easier and more pleasant for your boyfriend. 

A throaty moan came out of his mouth, it felt so good. 

You licked your lips, helping you with your other hand, tugging his work pants and his underwear, immediately he raised his hips, finally taking the last of Seungcheol's clothes off. 

His hardness raised proud, slapping against his bare and toned abdomen, his cock was perfect, with the angry red color of the tip, making you gasp. 

Your face got closer and your spit got to his dick, making it more lubed.

Your thumb was massaging the tip while the palm of your hand continued to caress the rest of his cock. You stroke a little hard his tip and felt your panties get slick because of the delicious groan that Seungcheol just left you hear, you could taste his throaty moans every time your face got close enough for him to feel your hot breath in his length. 

You both locked eyes and your boyfriend's looked glassy, the desire could not be overlooked, and you wanted it as much as he craved it.  

Your lips were so close that he could feel your thick and warm breath on his cock, you gave a loud kiss on the tip, and you heard him groan and scoff at the same time, making you smile too, your tongue gave a kitten-like lick to the slit savouring the salty taste of his precum before you go head down trying to take all of his cock in your mouth, feeling the veins of his dick and the tip meets with the back of your throat.    

Even though you have sucked him many times throughout the five years of relationship you just couldn't get used to the thickness of Seungchoel's dick, but that would never stop you, a scuffed moan slipped from your mouth knowing that you boyfriend would enjoy the vibration and the sound of your mouth stuffed with his dick. 

You could feel his balls against your jaw while deep-throating your boyfriend, he didn't waste a second and started to fuck your mouth slowly with you accompanying his movements, your eyes started to water and as much as you wanted to keep watching the glorious expression of ecstasy on Seungcheol's face, you couldn't keep your eyes open anymore, just letting him get off in your mouth.  

The cusses and moans didn't stop coming from your boyfriend', the delicious sensation of your hot and wet mouth on his cock was just another level of torture for him.

Your boy was so close to cum in your mouth but that didn't stop him from asking if he could do it "Babe" his voice sounded hoarse and a groan scape when you sucked the tip a little too hard. 

You already knew what he meant when he called you, you could feel his dick twitching in your mouth, and even though you were always happy to swallow his cum, he asked every time without fail and for you that is as sweet as him buying you a big bouquet of flowers. 

You batted your lashes as a response and with a blurry vision you looked at how his jaw got tight while he let his head fall, you continued sucking him and when you felt the tip touch the back of your throat he let out such a guttural and lewd groan that had to press your thighs together knowing that you were sopping wet in your own arousal. 

Sungcheol grabbed your head softly but still, his grip was steady, he bucked his hips up slowly chasing his orgasm, and finally with a hoarse moan of your name he emptied his load down your throat, the cum spilling a little from the sides of your mouth mixed with your spit.

You gave him the brightest smile he has ever seen you put while sitting in his lap and giving him a kiss letting him taste himself on your tongue. 

His lips are sweet and addictive, his big hands grabbing your hips steady so close to his own body, you could feel his warm dick picking your belly angrily, making you anxious. 

He brushed his lips on your cheek and started to give a wet kiss on your jaw going down on your neck, his long fingers taking your shirt off, finally, he got to see you only in your panties. 

His kisses came down  to your collarbone, the place where he was very into, leaving small hickeys, some of them will be gone in some hours, while the others will be a red-purplish colour by tomorrow. 

The trip of his lips continued and now he left a kiss just above one of your nipples, making you gasp, his lips wrapped your little bud and he sucked and licked with a maddening pace. You grew impatient while trying to get more, moving your hips closer to him. 

And like it was some kind of ancestral tongue, he already knew what you wanted.

The heavy feeling of his cock over your clothed cunt made you let out a guttural moan. Seungcheol raised above you and grabbed your thighs tightly, getting up from the edge of the bed and spinning to get you in the middle of the mattress, his face now cuddled in your neck smelling your sweet perfume mixed with your arousal.       

He traced a line of soft kisses along your abdomen until he got to the elastic of your underwear, his thumbs dared to tuck into the elastics and pull them down slowly while his eyes were stuck in your dripping cunt.  

Once your panties got to your ankles they went straight to the other side of the room with the blink of an eye getting lost in the darkness of the room. 

He took your ankle and raised it close to his face, now starting to give kisses until he got so close to your cunt that you could feel his hot breath. The little kitten-like licks over your clit were so sudden that a loud whimper escaped your mouth without your consent. 

"Always so needy for me," Seungcheol said while sucking on the little bud of nerves.  

The sheets were crumpled in your fists and your back was so arched that you felt as if you were about to break, while Seungcheol keep licking and sucking like there was no tomorrow, his tongue fondle your clit when two of his thick and long fingers pushed inside your sopping cunt, you couldn't help but to let out a whine because of the sudden intrusion. 

One more finger join inside of you and he had you screaming in pleasure, the digits worked on your velvet gummy walls skilfully, a third finger was present while starting to finger-fuck you roughly.

A fireball was starting to develop in your belly, making your whole body tense up, your body started to shake in anticipation, a strangled cry left your mouth when you finally hit your desired climax, your insides were sucking and throbbing against his fingers, he help you ride through your hight still fucking you, when your completely limp in your bed he takes his fingers out and his wet hand full of you ecstasy went directly to his mouth were he didn't doubt taste your arousal, like it was his first meal in weeks. 

"You are so perfect, my love" his eyes looked at you shining, so in love, he kissed you so desperately and eagerly, and your heart felt heavy, how could you not love this man?

His hands run over your body sweetly, with love and care, lining all the "imperfections" of your body, the ones he loved so much because they were part of you, all the scars, the stretch marks, everything that made you feel uneasy, it still couldn't fit in his head, how is that something like that could make you feel bad about yourself?, he liked them all, because they are part of you, the person he loves the most in the world, the one that make him feel a fucking zoo, that one that makes him wanna cry cause he just can't believe you are his.  

He gave you a bright smile and then a kiss, so soft, it was just your lips touching, like two preschoolers, only feeling the closeness and the warmth of your lips. A taciturn kiss without any kind of morbid desire. 

He looked into your eyes and thought that they were similar to the galaxy full of shining stars, crossed his mind, he was in love, hypnotised. He asked for permission with his gaze and you with a softened heart couldn't refuse. 

Seungcheol was between your legs, with your thighs on each side of his hips, running his fingers in your skin softly and finally aligning his fat-dripping tip with your leaking cunt, he slide slowly inside of you looking at how your eyes were closed shut, and started to pant, once his thick and heavy cock was completely inside of you he didn't move at all, 'cause even though the prepared you, he was to much and it felt like you were about to break. He kissed you on your cheeks, and your forehead, in your lips and nose, and you couldn't help but laugh feeling sincerely happy.  

He put his arms on each side of your head, his hips jerk up a little, hearing you moan silently.

He felt your hips move, looking for more friction and he couldn't help but chuckle because of your impatience, he grabbed your waist, and his grip was sturdy and it felt so strong that you were sure, by tomorrow his hands will be painted in a purplish colour on your skin. 

Your hips were pinned down on the bed, unable to move, while he kept  slow and short thrusts, with an almost inhuman rhythm, he was rejoicing on your moans and the warm embrace and exquisite feeling of your velvety walls on his cock. 

Seungcheol kept lugging at a slow pace for a while until he couldn't take it anymore and the movement became faster and messy, it felt almost animalistic, he was so deep inside you that you could feel the tip of his cock kissing your cervix exquisitely. 

Your moans were drowned in each other's mouths, kissing like there was no tomorrow, like it was the last time you were going to be together. 

You felt him hit that one spot that always had you howling in pleasure and it always impresses you how something so primitive like having sex makes you go so dumb because that was what your boyfriend was doing, fucking you dumb, but it was far more impressive how even after being together for such a long time, he's always able to make you feel even better, maybe you were just to in love or Seungcheol was just to good at fucking you. 

Your belly tightened and your boyfriend's ramming didn't stop or even slowed down, the mattress crashing with the wall more loudly every time, echoing with the obscene and wet sound in the room.  

You both could feel in the high of your climax, a caravan of fireworks exploding inside of you, and after whining loud Seungcheol's name like it was a mantra you could be fucking sure that your neighbors will not forget his name again and they will not call him police boy gain.  

After a few seconds, he finally pulled out carefully and threw himself beside you trying to ease up his breath.

You both looked into each other's eyes and couldn't help but laugh, the harmonious sound filling the room. You were sweaty and tired and you smelt like sex, but you definitely were more relaxed, even though you couldn't stop laughing because the situation was pretty hilarious. 

"I think I should forget more about you coming home at 1 am," you said happily. 

"I think you should polish my gun more often" proposed Seungcheol, closing his eyes and nodding for himself, a punch in his shoulder made him move his face to look at you. 

"It's not a bad idea" he said while laughing widely and you couldn't help but laugh too. 

"Stupid officer"

happy birthday - c. seungcheol

»idol!¡Choi Seungcheol x fem!¡reader.

»Summary: It´s midnight and you´re alone in your apartment for your birthday.

»Tags: smut (MDNI), oral (f. receiving), cunnilingus, pet names, establish relationship, idolau, fingering, countertop oral(?, body worship, dom!seungcheol, sub!reader, reader is mention to have her ears pierced, seungcheol is strong af.

»Words: 1.4k (idk)

note: i feel like as much as Cheol likes people to congratulate him on his birthday, he would try his best to do the same for his partner, idk, it was my birthday like three days ago and i just miss him so much ;c

note 2: Any typo or incoherence that you might find was completely intentional, it’s for the sake of learning about my mistakes.

Your hair tickled on the back of your neck, the soft air of the night making it dance on your skin.

In this particularly cold night, you looked at the moon with a solemn expression in your face, you were sitting in the balcony... alone, with the big and shining sphere who has always been the witness of your bittersweet nights filled in loneliness, but also bystander of those you spent with company.

The memories of his warm body beside you, tugging you into a warm hug seem very distant, like they have been only a long and wonderful dream.

You closed your eyes trying to imagine your boyfriend being there, his hoarse voice congratulating you for your birthday as soon as the clock hits midnight like he always used to do.

Filling your face with kisses and caressing your body with softness, but he wasn't there.

It's been four months since the last time you saw him, his schedule always filled to the brim, presentations, concerts, interviews, flights, pre-recording, you didn't know what to do, you talk all the time, texts, calls, FaceTime, but it's not enough, it's just to little of him for you.

You hugged yourself and the clock rang announcing midnight.

"Happy birthday to me" you said while an uncontrollable tear slipped through your reddened cheek.

You got up, and palmed the dirt of your shirt to get inside the apartment. Dragging your feet, you threw yourself in your bed, crashing into the mattress, hurting your back with the tv controller that was laying there before.

You took the controller from behind your back, to settle in the bed hugging your pillow tightly, arching your back making your shirt -your boyfriend's shirt- lift.

"Fuck, what a nice view" the velvety yet masculine voice of your boyfriend rang in your ears, and startled you sat in your bed.

There he was, standing in the door frame, with a big box of chocolates, a bottle of wine and a cute bouquet of your favourite flowers. His pearly smile lighted the gloominess in the room, making your heart flutter.

"Happy birthday, baby" he said sweetly but with an apologetic smile, maybe thinking you were upset by his tardiness.

You wanted to cry big time, you were certain that he was extremely tired from his rehearsals, but yet you were so happy that he took the time to come.

Euphoric you got out of bed, running to him and jumping on his arms, pinning your legs on his hips and locking your arms in his neck. Seungcheol, was in a tough position, his arms were full with the gifts and now you were clinging onto him like a tick, he has to admit it, his core balance is pretty sick.

Your face rested in the crock of his neck and the woody smell stroke your nostrils, and with that you were sure that him being there was not a dream.

You raised your face, his eyes were like two shining stars and his sweet smile almost made you melt in his arms. With his hands still very occupied, he managed to hug you back and give a loud kiss on your temple.

"I missed you so much" he whispered in your ear, his soft lips caressing your earlobe sending shivers down your spine.

A chill ran down your body making you tighten your grip on his neck.

"I missed you too, Cheolie"

Seungcheol, who was somehow still lifting you, got out of the room and went straight to the kitchen, putting everything in place, the chocolates in the table, the flowers in the pot and the wine, well, the wine in the wine fridge. When his hands were free he decided to sit you in the aisle in the middle of the kitchen.

Your legs and arms untangled from his figure, but he didn't move an inch, with your legs on each side of his hips, he started to leave kisses in the soft skin of your neck, sweet kisses in the freckles of your shoulders, but biting and sucking your collarbone.

His black shirt which you were using was starting to get in the way and quickly he got rid of it. He admired your bare chest, your beautiful and delicate skin, your breasts that fit in his hands just perfectly.

He kept kissing your skin while his hands were now fondling your breast enjoying the soft moans that escaped your mouth. A loud whimper dance away from your mouth, when his lips started to give pecks at your breasts.

He missed you so much, he just wanted you to touch you, draw your whole body with his fingers, engrave every curve of your body in his memory.

The tips of his fingers were now caressing your thighs doing imaginary figures, stroking with care. His kisses got to the base of your stomach, your fingers were starting to curl thrilled.

"God, you're so perfect" he whispered against your belly, making you shiver.

Your hands squeezed tightly the edge of the isle, knuckles whitening at the action and almost losing feeling in your fingers. You laid, your body suddenly feeling heavy, a whine slipped from your lips as Seungcheol’s fingers ran over your clotted cunt, just a little caress over your clothes making you shiver, not even directly and still it felt so good.

He tugged with his thumbs in the elastic of your underwear, stroking faintly with his fingers the journey to your ankles, making your skin burn exquisitely.

Now with your underwear long forgotten in some dark corner of the kitchen, Seungcheol's fingers travelled through the inside of your thighs once again.

As his digits got closer and closer to your core, he stopped, gripping the soft flesh of your legs tightly, making you moan.

Seungcheol put his rough palms in your knees, and testing your flexibility he pushed as much as he could without hurting you, his eyes travelled from your eyes to your cunt, licking his lips at the stirring view, your core sopping in your arousal.

His breath was hot against your wet and puffy lips, how was it even possible for you to feel this worked up when you haven't even started yet?, you were eager to know what was about to come next.

Like two petals the kisses were soft and silky, lips dancing skilfully on your cunt, making you chant his name in an obscene mantra, he drank till the last drop of your arousal, like it was one of his favourite wines.  

His tongue strokes over your sex, drawing fat strips with the hot muscle, enjoying your exquisite flavour like a starving man, but also pleased for being able to make you moan just like a porn star.

You could feel his hot tongue inside of you, his nose bumping with your clit, making your toes curl, you are not sure if it is because you love him so much, but Seungcheol is just so fucking good at giving you head, he knew where to touch, where to suck, he knows your body like the palm of his hand and that makes you even wetter.

And when he pressed his big hand onto your belly you felt how the coil that has been building up started to erupt, like firework exploiting inside of you, and when your orgasm washed you over, he drank it all, leaving you a trembling mess, receiving more pleasure from hearing you become such a mess just from giving you head, ignoring completely the hard on pressing painfully against his jeans.

His blonde hair felt soft against your thighs, when he lifted his face to looked at you, you could help but let a pathetic cry slip your mouth, his lips were bright red and glossy, chin covered in your arousal, he was panting, expression denoting adoration, making your heart melt in the spot.

His eyes looked at you lovingly, his tongue licking what it could from your excitement from his lips, his face got close to yours, lips kissing your earlobe feeling the cold metal of your piercing in his lips.

"I love you"

Your chest tightened, happiness overflowing your body, you stole a soft and innocent kiss from Seungcheol, making him laugh.

"I love you too"

"Happy birthday"

"Well now I'll go get your present" he got up and started to walk towards the door but you were confused.

"Wait" you said and he stopped in the door frame to look at you with a smile, head tilted to the side "My presents weren't the chocolates, the wine and the flowers?" the disorientation in your voice was obvious.

"No, that was just a small gift" he furrowed his eyebrows still smiling, yet his expression was showered in disbelief "Do you think I'm broke or something?"

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╰─▗ ▘➤𖥸 birthday head

꒰ risa's note ꒱ first svt fiction and that for our handsome, hardworking, charming, pouty and cute leader, happy birthday to my hubby <3

warnings: blowjob, dirty talk, not proof read

cheol had a very tiring day at the company today, there was a lot to discuss regarding the upcoming comeback, dance practices, recordings and all, running around the building all day drained cheol to the bone and the only thought running in his mind was to head back home, take a relaxing bath and sleep the night away the thought of his birthday had slipped his mind completely so when he came back home nearing midnight he saw how the lights of the apartment were dimmed out ,carrying a confused look on his face with a slight pout he headed straight for the bedroom opening the door he was greeted by you dressed up in his black button up (because he always loved you in his clothes) with a single middle button done and black lace panties with black stockings "oh I didn't head the door opening" you just smiled at him and went back to arranging the pillows, completely aware of the flustered cheol and his throbbing dick "baby you look ravishing but what's the occasion" he asked innocently while staring at you as you glared at him "are you playing with me or are you being for real" he just shrugged at your question so you sighed and opted to break the news to him "it's your birthday cheolie how can you forget it you dummy" you giggled as his expression changed from confusion to shock, you neared him and glided your hands up around his shoulders "oh yeah I totally forgot" you both giggled at his silliness.

his hands taking their respective place around your lower back as you glanced at the clock and just as it struck 12 you stood on your tippy toes to peck his lips softly while murmuring him 'happy birthday' he smiled at your soft gesture and cradled your face in his hands deepening the kiss to show you how thankful he was to you, as the seconds passed the kiss become more deep and intense both of your hands now roaming around feeling each other, as yours were around his shoulders pulling and combing his nape hairs his hands were playing with the ends of your (his) shirt, as his lips detached from yours to head down for your neck his hands also sneaked inside your shirt to mould your hips in his hands the plush skin soft and smooth against his big and rough hands, you had to pull yourself together as his small actions made your body tingle and hotter so you pushed him of you and turned his body around pushing him on your guys bed.

"come here baby" you denied his request for you to climb on his lap and instead you went down on all fours and crawled the small distance up to him, his breath hitched as your intentions became clear to him so he moved apart his legs giving you more space "can you be good birthday boy for me take of your pants for me baby" you asked him seductively as you glided your hands over his thighs, nodding a yes to your request he undid his pants and freed his dick from the confines of his boxers and pants, as he did his dick stood tall and proud with it's red tip coated with pre-cum, you smirked as you acknowledged your power over him.

you glanced up to him through your lashes as you took his tip in your mouth sucking on it like a popsicle, the view made him clench the sheets between his hands and a whimper leaving his mouth, you swirled your tongue tasting the saltiness, withdrawing your mouth from his tip now you laid kisses on his whole length, while your hands played with his balls "baby fuck please take me in, please baby" you couldn't say no to the birthday boy right? so you did what he asked but with a twist you braced yourself by placing your palms on his thighs and took all of him in one stroke till your nose hit his pubic bone, upon the sudden sensation cheol completely lost his mind as it was too good to have your warm mouth around him taking him in so well, he threw himself back on the bed arching his back as tears pricked his eyes his knuckles turning white over the death grip he had on the sheets.

without letting him recover from the sudden pleasure attack you started bobbing your head faster on his shaft, you now using both your hands to intensify the feeling making cheol a blabbering mess in your hands " " 'am close fuck don't stop fuck fuck" the only sounds that could heard were of crying and moaning from cheol and slurping sounds from you, his cries from the pleasure deepened the wet spot on your panties which had now glued up to your core completely drenched from your arousal, your jaw had started hurting but the beautiful noises your boyfriend was making was enough motivation to keep you going as, you increased your pace as you felt his dick twitch in your mouth, cheol's moaning became louder "cummin' cummin' mmh fuck fuck" you bobbed your head up and went down again his tip hitting the back of your throat as he let himself go, white ropes leaked down your throat as you helped him ride his high and when you're thought he was done you detached your mouth from his shaft, his legs quivering from the sensation, you swallowed his cum and went up to him sitting on his stomach.

the sight you saw was enough to tell you that you accomplished your plan of satisfying him, cheol's face was covered with tears, his lips beet red as he kept biting them to keep his moans at bay but failed miserably, his hands aimlessly spread out while still clutching the sheets "you were amazing cheol, but did you liked my present baby" staring at you with his tear stained eyes he nodded a 'yes' "rest now baby because we got the whole night ahead of us, and don't worry I will be taking a really good care of you baby" you assured him with a kiss to his lips.

happy birthday daddu-ya~

my baby’s almost out! eeek

all’s fair in love and law (c.sc x reader smau)

💌 summary: falling for the cute library assistant while struggling through a law degree may not have been in your plans or his — but it was the best thing to happen.

oh, how did something as simple as losing your notes turn into this?

💌content: humour (kinda), reader and jeonghan bff moments, minghao being a mood, seungcheol is a whipped mess in this lmaoo

💌 character intros:

yn: you, gorgeous!! (physical appearance is entirely up to you) law student, jeonghan’s best friend and academic source, mingyu’s study buddy

seungcheol: a whipped boi™️, library assistant on mondays, wednesdays and fridays. minghao’s best friend (minghao might not admit it), half-dead music student, sometimes insane

jeonghan: law student, only passing because of yn (you are an academic WEAPON 🫶🏻), yn’s coffee source and wingman, overall a menace (mentioned many times)

minghao: accountancy student, barely puts up with seungcheol and his whipped ways. absolutely clueless and couldn’t be bothered. library assistant on mondays, wednesdays, thursdays and fridays, and that’s how he and seungcheol met.

mingyu: the best boy, a blur accountancy student who unknowingly has a hand in almost everything, yn’s study buddy (they are not studying the same course!), seungcheol’s rival (or so seungcheol thinks)

જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law

💌 summary: falling for the cute library assistant while struggling through a law degree may not have been in your plans or his — but it was the best thing to happen.

oh, how did something as simple as losing your notes turn into this?

💌 pairing: seungcheol x reader

💌 genre(s): university au, fluff + humour!

01. not the fbi

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writer's note: AAAAND ITS OUT! i’m sooo emotional about this cos it’s my first project on tumblr 🤧 excited for what’s to come!

જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law

💌 summary: falling for the cute library assistant while struggling through a law degree may not have been in your plans or his — but it was the best thing to happen.

oh, how did something as simple as losing your notes turn into this?

💌 pairing: seungcheol x reader

💌 genre(s): university au, fluff + humour!

02. you gremlin!

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@myjaeyunn @sun-daddy-yoriichi

writer's note: thank you for reading 🫶🏻

જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law

💌 summary: falling for the cute library assistant while struggling through a law degree may not have been in your plans or his — but it was the best thing to happen.

oh, how did something as simple as losing your notes turn into this?

💌 pairing: seungcheol x reader

💌 genre(s): university au, fluff + humour!

03. marry right now

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@myjaeyunn @sun-daddy-yoriichi @rakshithanotrao @leewonkyeom

writer's note: yes, yn offered to treat seungcheol to coffee to see him again xx small update for the weekend! thank you for reading 🫶🏻

જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law

💌 summary: falling for the cute library assistant while struggling through a law degree may not have been in your plans or his — but it was the best thing to happen.

oh, how did something as simple as losing your notes turn into this?

💌 pairing: seungcheol x reader

💌 genre(s): university au, fluff + humour!

04. hygiene biohazard

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ps. if slides 3 and 4 don't really make sense, look at the timing ;)

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@myjaeyunn @sun-daddy-yoriichi @rakshithanotrao @leewonkyeom @luchiet @keylex

writer's note: double update?1!1!? tbh this was a lil short but it has the wingman vibes! this is sosososo short so i'm very sorry, will try to update another slightly longer chap by this weekend latest! thank you for reading <33

જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law

💌 summary: falling for the cute library assistant while struggling through a law degree may not have been in your plans or his — but it was the best thing to happen.

oh, how did something as simple as losing your notes turn into this?

💌 pairing: seungcheol x reader

💌 genre(s): university au, fluff + humour!

05. adjournment (x100)

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writer's note: a small update in time for xmas <3 to any of you who celebrate, happy (soon) christmas!! have a good one ❤️ in my country rn, the covid cases are on the rise again :( so take care of yourselves!! thank you for reading <33

જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law

💌 summary: falling for the cute library assistant while struggling through a law degree may not have been in your plans or his — but it was the best thing to happen.

oh, how did something as simple as losing your notes turn into this?

💌 pairing: seungcheol x reader

💌 genre(s): university au, fluff + humour!

06. now THAT’S a proper plan

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@myjaeyunn @sun-daddy-yoriichi @rakshithanotrao @leewonkyeom @luchiet @keylex @buffhoshi @malikazz243 @kokoiinuts @jj-ever-lovely-jewel @90s-belladonna @gh0stbonez

writer's note: one more in time for new years’!! happy new year everyone 🫶🏻🫶🏻thank you for reading!!

જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law

“Please, please pick up.” You mutter, jabbing at the call icon on Seungcheol’s contact.

It’s interrupted by Jeonghan’s call. “Hey. How’s it going?”

“Bad,” You sigh sadly. “He isn’t picking up and I can’t get into any room in his building without a music student card.”

“Oh…” Jeonghan lets out a breath. “I’m with the other two. I’ll hit them for you, if it helps.”

“No, probably not right now,” You reply, but you hear two consecutive yelps of “Ow!” in the background. You laugh reluctantly. “Right, does Minghao know where he could be? Other than his block.”

There’s a shuffle, and Minghao’s voice comes on the phone. “Hey. Uhh...he’s usually up in his studio or at the library. Or else the garden downstairs of the library. You went there yet?”

“No,” You say. “I panicked and didn’t even think about the library. I went straight to his block. I’ll go there now.”

He hums in agreement and you hang up, running in the direction of the library.

Seungcheol is full-on moping and sulking. He knows he shouldn’t, since you’re not technically together, but he thought this was going so well.

He was absolutely whipped for you, he could easily admit. When you said you were busy, he felt sad that he couldn’t share your stress and meet you to comfort you.

The day after you went out with him for the very first time, he went to the library for his shift and smiled the whole day. Minghao told him he needed help, and he didn’t even get offended.

And now… Seungcheol doesn’t know what to feel. His phone has been buzzing for a while, and he knows it’s probably Minghao asking where the hell he’s gone. Minghao must have been so confused when he came back to the cafe for Seungcheol to just disappear.

He turns his phone over when he gets a call, and he sees your name flashing on his screen. He sighs and leans back against the headboard of his bed.

His hand reaches for his phone… and pauses. The vibration stops after a while, and when he opens up his phone, he sees five missed calls from you, and about twenty texts, from you and Minghao.

His fingers hover over your contact, and he makes his decision. He turns the phone back face down, lying down and wrapping himself in his blanket.

“He’s not here!” You’re half-crying into the phone.

“None of those places?”

“None!”

“Maybe he’s at the dorm.” Minghao says. “I’ll go back there and see. You can’t go in the boys’ dorm anyway.”

“Okay, call me.”

Jeonghan and Mingyu turn up to bring you back to your dorm, and when they see your eyes, red and a little swollen with crying, they’re quick to comfort you.

“Don’t cry.” Jeonghan coos, swiping at your cheeks. "You didn't know. It was an honest mistake.”

Mingyu seems worse off than you, starting to sniffle slightly after he sees your tears. “I’m sorry!” He babbles. “I didn’t mean to make him misunderstand — I feel awful. Wasn't my intention, promise!”

“You two, don’t cry!” Jeonghan laughs, pulling you both into a hug. “It’s okay! Minghao’s gonna find him and we’ll make sure you both talk. Don’t — oh, man, my shirt!” He switches up and starts complaining as Mingyu starts full-on crying into his shoulder.

After they walk you back, you hug them in thanks, and they rock you back and forth to stop your tears.

At least, as funny as it looked, you had two friends who would cry with you, and another new friend who would walk around the whole school just to find the boy you were irrevocably head over heels for.

“This gotta stop.” Minghao says, leaning against the doorframe of Seungcheol’s room.

“What?” Seungcheol sniffles. He’s under his blankets, music playing in the background to distract him. He has his lyric notebook in front of him and he’s trying to write, but he keeps dropping his pen and leaning back, mouth turned down in a semi-permanent frown.

“The running off. I was making calls and running around, you know?” Minghao stretches and winces when his back cracks.

“Mhmm.”

“It was a misunderstanding, Cheol.”

At that, he looks up. “Huh?”

“It was..one of our ideas. Jeonghan and Mingyu and me.”

Seungcheol wipes his tears and sits up straight. “What’re you talking about?”

“We may or may not have wanted to speed you two up. So we may or may not have made a plan to get you both to the cafe. We’re sorry for that. But she isn’t dating Mingyu, idiot.”

Seungcheol can’t believe his ears now. “You what?!”

Minghao shrugs. “No one guessed you’d misunderstand and disappear on us. Y/N’s been panicking for hours. Cried once on the phone.”

“She cried?” Seungcheol looks panicky. Then his eyes narrow. “So you three were meddling-”

“Oh my god you two are exactly the same,” Minghao groans. “We’re sorry! But you two were crushing on each other so bad and none of you were doing anything about confessing!”

“We would have gotten together on our own!” Seungcheol cries out. “Don’t people usually go out a few times before getting together for real?”

“Match made in heaven, really,” Minghao shakes his head. “You were so excited for the study date— just studying! And Jeonghan told me Y/N wouldn’t shut up about it either. And I know you, you would never confess on your own."

Seungcheol flops back down on his bed. “She hates me now. I ran off before I let her explain.”

“It’s alright, she doesn't hate you. She feels more sorry than anything.”

“What?! What do you mean? No, no, no! I should be sorry!” Seungcheol cries out in a panic again, shoving his head in his hands and melting down.

Minghao leaves his room in a frustrated huff.

જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law

💌 summary: falling for the cute library assistant while struggling through a law degree may not have been in your plans or his — but it was the best thing to happen.

oh, how did something as simple as losing your notes turn into this?

💌 pairing: seungcheol x reader

💌 genre(s): university au, fluff + humour!

08. perdendosi

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writer's note: a/n: in music theory, perdendosi is an expression used to describe 'getting gradually quieter and dying away'. thought it was a good metaphor to use and a good chance to refresh my crusty music knowledge lmao thank you for reading ✨