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LAST UPDATED: 10/08/2024

ot5

you tease them - ( @koqabear ) the gyu one...wHY?????!! omg

watch how u talk to my girl - ( @taegimood ) possesive/protective!txt. YUPPPPPPPPP this is it, author really did it with this one fr, pulled it out straight from my maladaptive daydreaming folder

yeonjun

he loves getting sat on - ( @hyewka ) blurb, and I´m talking about face sitting ok, like sat not hovering type of face sitting, he wannnttsss it fr,, and we all know he deff has the face for it

love fool - ( @koqabear ) SMUT, fluff, sub!yeonjun, inspired by "seven". THIS PIECE OF ART IS EVERYTHING!!!! I LOVE DESPERATELY OBSESSED MEN WHO CRY AND WHINE AND BEG WHEN THEY CUM :3,,, plsss i loved this so much, one of the best yeonjun smuts out there fr

a bouquet of flowers - ( @p0ckykiss ) fluff. SHUT UPPPPPPPPPPP IM GONNA DIE this is so fuckdfgdf cute :( such a small gesture but it means so much

beomgyu

him eating you out - ( @boba-beom ) smut, long hair!gyu, he´s a sweet talker okk, exxxplicit af, I never really saw him like this BUTTT

coworkers - ( @sunghoons-mole ) smut, sub!gyu, he is in love with reader, simping tbh, reader lowkey not interested but they still fucc bc he is cute like that, good boy, reader ends up liking it a lil too much

pervert - ( @hyewka ) smut, bestie!gyu, perv!gyu, he is hORNY and obsesseddd, THIS IS SO !!!!- asdklhasjd let me stop

emo!gyu loves a messy fuck - ( @majestyjun ) smut, exactly what the title means, wHERE DO ALL OF THESE NASTY GYU STUFF COME FROM AND WHY ARE THEY SO GOOd??? pls this is exxplicit, long hair!gyu you already know it, lazy dom gyu, good girl reader, sloppy af,,,we love it

sub!gyu is jealous and needs lots of reasurrance - ( @hyewka ) yandere-ish, smut, dom!reader, bratty gyu, overstimulation, he gets dumb fucked dlasfhajsfldfkjs

soobin

self-proclaimed pervert - (@hyewka ) slight smut, perv!bin, soobin discovers boobs lmao, horny bunny, jacking off with your underwear and everything

please, noona - ( @hyewka ) smut, sub!soobin, nerdy!soobin, lowkey himbo soobin, noona reader, student!soobin, omg????????? this fic has it ALLLLLLL, he is big af so ofc he has a big dicc, gets nervous around tits, straight up boob guy, its good yall, i promise

he uses your face - (@multifandomfantasies ) smut, idol!soobin, some harddd face fuccking, he is EVILL but then he´s not???, he´s stressed so he takes you up on your offer, he´s shaking when its over bc it was that good

all for a bet - ( @jjunieworld ) smau + written, non idol!soobin, popular!soobin, unpopular!reader, college au, angst, fluff, crack, very suggestive. it´s been a minute since i´ve read a fic with more than 3 parts. I loved it sm bc it has it alllllll, very funny and entertaining, pls check it out

loser bf - ( @hynzsn ) smut, fluff, loser!soobin (ifuckingloveit), supermodel!reader. it´s giving bella hadid. THIS IS SO DETAILED sdkfhsdjfh soobin had a big dicc and he´s also a freak in the sheets lmao

baby, is it gonna fit? - ( @sophvilla ) smut, fluff. "soobin has a major size kink.." lemme stop you right there miss girl LSJDLJFSFH i´m acctually going insane rn bc i the fact that he is a whole 30cms bigger than me

i love nerds - ( @enha-cafe ) smut, nerd!soobin (thats it, cOUNT ME TF IN), don´t play with him tho,,he´s also a sex god uGHHDSFHHJS

pervy loser!soobin - ( @jjunberry ) don´t have to tell me twice, i LOVE ME some loser!soobin

taehyun

soon to be added

kai

first time - ( @majestyjun ) smut, fluff, I HAVE NEVER LOOKED AT HIM LIKE THIS!!!1,, it´s based on that one picture of him with the baggy gray sweatpants, ik yall know what i´m talking aboutttt, they´re both unexperienced, he´s a nervous mess, it´s really cute, the man is scared of his own siZE, they´re in love too

just neighbors - ( @dearlyjun ) pwp, non idol kai, he´s ur fuck buddy after a break up

sleepy smiles

pairing: soobin x reader summary: you comfort soobin after he has a really bad day. genre: fluff, comfort, established relationship warnings: mentions of crying, kisses, tooth rotting fluff note: i’ve finally gotten back to writing since my boards are finally over, i’m so glad to be back!!! word count: 1.1k If you liked it please reblog or comment to give me your feedback! <3

the rain poured harshly, drops the size of coins pelting down mercilessly on anyone who dared to be outside. 

you couldn’t see a thing outside of your apartment’s window, the thick blanket of rain not even letting the orange glow from the street lamps diffuse through. humming to yourself, you turned back towards the stove where your ramen had been boiling. smacking your lips in glee, you hovered over the metal pot and watched as your noodles boiled in the thick, bubbly broth.

at the sound of the doorbell, you turned the stovetop to the lowest setting. wiping your hands on your pants, you made your way towards the main door. 

upon opening the door, you were met with the sight of your drenched and shivering boyfriend looking at you with droopy eyes. you gasped at his miserable condition and ushered him inside.

“soobin it’s raining so heavily today, you didn’t even tell me you were coming over!” you fussed and sat him down in a big and cushy armchair, “i would’ve picked you up or brought an umbrella to the bus stop.” 

“i didn’t want to cause you any trouble”, soobin murmured softly. “and i really need you right now.”

you sighed in concern and gently pushed his wet bangs away from his face. planting a small kiss on his forehead, you cupped his face and smiled at him. 

“your needs will never trouble me binnie, i’m always here for you.”

he gave a small smile in appreciation and whispered a ‘thank you’.

you pulled away and started walking towards the kitchen. “go take a shower and freshen up.” pouting at the overcooked noodles you turned the gas off and looked at soobin, “i’ll put out your clothes for you and make you some ramen.”

he only blankly stared at the wall in front of him.

“soobin?”

your voice brought him out of his thoughts and he slowly stood up, “yeah i-i’ll go do that.”

you watched him worriedly as he sluggishly walked towards the bathroom. he seemed so out of it today. you hadn’t seen him so worn out and dejected in a long time. frowning, you started on another fresh batch of ramen for him.

you were looking through your cupboard for clothes soobin had left from his previous visits when you stopped at the sound of soft sobs coming from the bathroom. as much as you wanted to knock on the door and ask him what was wrong, you decided on giving him privacy. placing his clothes and a towel on the bed, you silently walked away to the kitchen to serve the food.

you had only just finished garnishing the noodles when the soft pattering of feet made you turn around. “take a seat love, i’ve already put your clothes in the washing machine.”

soobin nodded and pulled a chair to sit down. his face lit up when you placed a steaming, hot bowl of ramen right in front of him. he immediately thanked you and dug into the food, making you smile.

a comfortable silence hung between you both, save for the occasional slurping. once you both were done, you picked up the dirty dishes and filled them up with water to be washed later. wiping your hands on a towel you turned back towards soobin.

“so, what do you wanna do now?”

the only response you got was a shrug of his shoulders so you suggested watching a movie since he seemed too tired to do anything else, to which he agreed.

grabbing the neatly folded blankets kept on the sofa, soobin wrapped the both of you in it and shuffled closer to you. you were only twenty minutes through the movie when soobin spoke up.

“i suddenly feel so sleepy.” he rubbed his eyes, “i can barely keep my eyes open.”

you turned to face him and frowned in concern, “you must be exhausted.” 

“am i?”, he hummed and fiddled with a loose thread protruding from the blanket.

you smiled and grabbed his hand, “you should lie down and get some sleep.”

he grinned and immediately lay down, his head finding place on your lap. “is this okay?”

you giggled and shifted so you both were in a comfortable position. carding your fingers through his damp hair, you admired his handsome face. the colourful lights from the television danced across his smooth skin, highlighting his features. you couldn’t resist placing a kiss on his forehead which caused his eyes to slowly flutter open.

“oh no, did i wake you up?” you brought a hand to your mouth, “i’m so sorry binnie, go back to sleep.”

he only smiled sleepily at your words and clasped your raised hand, “give me another one.”

you rolled your eyes but complied anyway. at his continuous demands, you peppered soft kisses all over his face; his nose, cheeks(dimples!), eyes and finally a longer one on his lips.

pulling away you tried to look at everything but his eyes, no matter how long you both had been together, he would always make you nervous after intimate moments like this. to make matters worse, you were left a blushing mess at his next words.

“i love you so much.”

finally looking into his eyes that were gazing right back at you, you repeated his words back with a shy smile.

he gave you an adorable smile, his eyes turning into crescents. “i knew i made the right decision by coming over, you’re really my comfort person.”

taking a deep breath, he continued, “i had a horrible day today, i felt like everyone was mad at me because i kept messing everything up.” his smile turned into a sad pout as he recollected the day’s memories.

“i swear, it was like the universe had some sort of grudge against me today.” he winced, “you could literally make an ‘embarrassing fails’ compilation out of today’s events and it would go viral.”

you gave him a sympathetic smile, “i’m sorry you had to go through that, don’t worry about it though everyone has their bad days. it won’t get any worse after today.” 

“i really hope so.”

after a moment of looking at you with fond eyes, he broke the silence, “you really brightened up my mood.” he interlocked his fingers with yours, “i love living such simple and comfortable moments with you, you’re the best.”

you beamed at his words, “me too bin, you’re my comfort person as well.” you were glad that you were able to make him forget about his unfortunate day, he seemed more like himself now.

you were broken out of your thoughts when soobin flashed you a cheeky grin.

“how about you give me another kiss, just to ensure i have a good day tomorrow?” 

𝗰𝗼𝗽𝘆𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 ©𝗴𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗯𝗲𝗿𝗿𝘆𝘆 on Tumblr

˚ · .𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗲𝗱

worth the wait ― c.soobin x f.reader

wc:  3.1k

genre: suggestive, smut, some fluff

cw: bf!soobin, switch!soobin, switch!reader, making out, slight dry humping, hand job, penetration, protected sex, bit of a size kink!

summary: you and your boyfriend soobin haven't been intimate yet, him being too innocent and you being too scared to make a move. nevertheless, a little rain could do the trick.

a/n: not very proofread, honestly a slight rush of my switch!soobin thoughts. currently hogged up with exams, so my writing's slow. hope you enjoy!

when soobin thought about relationships, he always thought about the sweetness of it. the warmth, the closeness, the tenderness, the longing of it. and whenever he thought about your relationship, soobin felt giddy and warm inside. he liked you so much, he always felt lucky to have you by his side. if anyone were to like you best, it would be him.

it all started around two months or so ago, with the envelopes.

you both were asked to form a group in pairs and to participate in a charity event. it was supposed to be a meaningful event that would be acknowledged in your academic record. after a huge lack of organization from the students, the teachers formed the groups. one of these groups being you and soobin.

you hadn't really talked to soobin much, before that day, you only knew him as a distant classmate. when it came to the charity event, you and soobin opted for baking. to be honest, you suggested it and he complied immediately. once that was settled, you and soobin met at your apartment and baked away. strawberry jam envelopes. that's what you baked together, on that rainy saturday afternoon.

you both couldn't quite place when it happened, but you both liked each other with time. soobin was fond of your warm attitude and bright personality when he was with you, and you loved how kind and gentle he was to you.

with soobin being the shy and innocent boy he was, neither of you had really made a big move on the relationship. in his mind, it was all lovely and pure; but you were starting to wonder if it would ever become more.

you both had kissed already, of course. you had kissed and cuddled each other to sleep, but that was it. soobin was the most tender with you, more than anyone had been, and you were too. you never overstepped any boundaries and always made sure to keep things slow, afraid too cross any limits he had.

and so, both of you blocked your own sexual life. one too innocent to know what he should do and to know what he feels. the other too scared to make a move and to let things flow.

this dynamic had been going on for a while now, and neither of you spoke about it. truth be told, it didn't bother you much: you liked soobin a lot and you adored how much of a gentleman he was. but he didn't really understand his arousal and tended to ignore it, opting to just be the loving and caring boyfriend he was.

tonight was just like any other date night with soobin, except for the rain. as you were both walking back to your place to watch some movies and sleep (as usual), a sudden rainfall was casted upon you two. when the first few droplets of water fell you both just laughed and shrugged it off, but it quickly escalated. it left you both drenched and made your way back to your place rushed. despite the coldness of the rain and the possibly negative scenario, you chuckled all the way back to your apartment.

"i'm freezing-" you whisper shout as you run inside your apartment, soobin closing the door behind you.

"i know! that came outta nowhere." he agrees and goes up to you, following you as you make your way to the hall.

"our clothes are drenched and our hair..." you pause, staring at soobin, his hair was also drenched but it stuck to his forehead perfectly. "well my hair looks bad." you sigh when you look at the mess you both are making on the floor and go into the bathroom.

soobin followed you quietly, not saying much, which was a bit odd for you. once you got to the sink, you took your jacket off and grabbed a couple of towels, one of them was handed to soobin as you took the other one. he brushed his towel against his hair a bit but quickly made his way behind you to dry off your hair with the other towel. you closed your eyes and smiled, always appreciating soobin's kind acts.

the way soobin dried off your hair with care and moved it around gently was soothing, making you forget the coldness of your current outfit and causing you to almost drift off. however, his movements started to falter, slowing down and then completely stopping. you kept your eyes closed, wondering if something was wrong but not worrying too much.

then, it happened. soobin's hands swiftly brushed against your hips and then his arms wrapped themselves around your waist. he was back hugging you, his forehead resting on your shoulder. you opened back your eyes when you felt his warm embrace, looking at him through the bathroom mirror.

"you're so cute- feeling tired?" you mumble, moving your hand up to brush your fingers against his hair.

"y/n.." his voice vibrated against your skin, making you shiver. this wasn't his usual gentle tone, there was something more primal to it. even with the low timber of it, a hint of a whine was still noticeable on it, and it made your ears perk up in anticipation.

"soobin? what's-" before you could finish that, the words in your mouth were sucked in by soobin's. he roughly clashed his lips against yours, moving one of his hands up to your chin so he could turn it towards him at a better angle. he kissed you with such a rush that it felt desperate. when he let go of your lips, he quickly buried his face in the crook of your neck.

he couldn't help it. the second you stepped into the bathroom and removed your jacket, he was done for. the rain had soaked your t-shirt and made it stick uncomfortably against your skin, outlining your abdomen and making your lingerie show. at first he tried his best to ignore it, even if it was making him feel a weird knot in his core, so he did his best to be a good boyfriend and took care of your hair. but when you closed your eyes and let yourself rest, his eyes wandered off.

he's not a pervert, you were just... so enticing. his hands had roamed around your waist before, but he never saw the outlines of it so clearly until now. even more so, your chest being exposed by the translucent material was such a killing point. his cheeks were burning and his mind was starting to spiral. eventually, his movements stopped, and he couldn't even focus that much anymore. much to his dismay, a tent started to form in his pants.

it was that course of actions and moments that led you here: your boyfriend pressed up against you, his face buried in your neck, hiding himself with how embarrassed he felt. he didn't even think it through when he got close to you like that, almost as if he got possessed. but now, he was feeling even more hot and clouded by his thoughts.

"y/n- help me." he mumbles against you, his voice fragile, like he was starting to break.

"what's wrong? what do you.." oh. so that's his problem. with his body pressed up against yours, you were allowed to feel the bulge that was poking your lower back, big and hot.

"ah.. please- don't wanna say it.." he bit his lip and furrowed his brows, feeling ashamed and hiding even deeper into your neck.

"soobin-"

with the call of his name coming from you, he made up his mind and reunited your lips. it was easily one of your most passionate kisses, if not the most passionate kiss. you could feel his need, stronger than ever. the usual shy pecks to your lips, gentle caresses along your back and soft brushes against you were now thrown away and replaced with feverish hot kisses, grasping of your sides and hands roaming around your body. your past sweet boyfriend was letting go and being closer to you than he ever was before.

"i need you." he mutters, detaching your mouths and letting you both catch your breaths. he had turned you around somehow, despite all the clashing between you both. now that you were able to see him, the sight was heavenly. his pouty lips were red and plump, the effects of the abuse done by yours on display. his cheeks were pink and the tip of his ears were too, his eyes were now hooded and he stared at you through those hazy pupils.

he didn't waste another second before he pulled you back in, his large hands grasping the back of your neck. each of his kisses were hungry and desperate, like a starved man. and yet, you could still find your innocent little boyfriend in there. why? because he was so excited about kissing you, that he did not realize the leg he placed between yours, making you see stars. and more importantly, the buckling of his hips against you: the friction was delectable, it made you heat up and lose yourself to the feeling of it too.

soon enough, he started panting against your mouth, his hot breath latching onto yours. he sounded so husky, each of his guttural sounds vibrating in the air.

"baby, do you want help?” you entice, moving your hand to grab a fistful of his hair and make him look at you directly. at that, he gasps and then bites his lip for a second, trying to block any possible moan. he looked at you with starry eyes and a pouty frown, slightly nodding even though he felt so embarrassed.

“i can help you.” the offer sounded so innocent and yet so sinful, but you wanted to make sure he was not just clouded by his horniness.

"p-please- it hurts so much..” he pleads, furrowing his brows and giving you puppy eyes. could his face be more flushed? he wasn’t lying too, the tent in his pants was aching and begging to be freed.

with his consent, you lowered your hand until it rested on his lower abdomen, teasing him a little bit. his breathing was ragged and his eyes were almost closed with how narrowed they were. he was staring at you expectantly, not really knowing what you were planning. such an innocent sweet boy.

he gasped when he felt you palm him through his pants, feeling his bulge up, the huge size of his shaft making your mouth water already. how could such a cute shy boy like soobin hide such a monstrous dick? lucky you. you stared at soobin as his body shivered and burned at your touch, moving your hand to start rubbing him through the fabric.

"p-please.." he pleads, going in for your neck, starting to press chaste kisses and small nips at your skin. he wasn't even sure of what he was doing, but he wanted to taste you, to have a feel of you. hell, if he could, he'd feel all of you at once. his beautiful hot girlfriend. after hushing the sweet boy with a small shh, it's okay you shifted to unbuckle his belt, unzipping his pants and lowering his boxers. gosh he was so perfect. his tip was red and leaking of pre-cum, aching for you, and his shaft was long and girthy, and most importantly, so big.

when his cock sprang free, soobin let a whine escape from him and he quickly brought his hands to his face, covering his now bright red blush. you two had never done anything like this, and for you to see his member for the first time, in such an unpredicted moment, made him feel so lewd. realizing you were staring at him shamelessly, you brought your hand up to start stroking him lightly with swift motions.

"-hah! f-fuck" he yelps at feeling, the friction making him see stars. he never imagined he could be doing something like this with you, was this really happening right now?

"you're so pretty soobin.." you peck his cheek gently as you praise him, making sure to not stop your movements on his hardened length. he can only whine in response, the pleasure clouding his mind and making it hard to form a response.

after little time of stimulating the man without mercy, his sounds started to grow in volume, signaling that he was close. you were excited, you were going to make your adorable boyfriend cum for the first time. and so, with a final push and pull of your hand, he shot white spurts of cum into your hand, biting onto your shoulder sharply, barely muffling his groans. it was so hot, you wished you could've seen it on repeat (even if his bite stung you a little bit).

"aah fuck.." he sighed, his voice raspy and dry because of the lack of air in his lungs. he finally looked up at you, his eyes barely opening up. you smiled and started to fight for your own gasps of air, breath taken away by his beauty and the steamy air. "y/n.."

who would’ve thought. who would’ve thought that your sweet boyfriend soobin, would fuck you ruthlessly.

"yeah?" you whispered, running your hands through his hair and moving it out of his face carefully. so pretty.

"let's go to the bedroom." he boldly suggests, the ghost of a growl coming out from him.

who would’ve thought. who would’ve thought that your sweet innocent boyfriend soobin, would be fucking you ruthlessly against the bed sheets.

as soon as you two got to the bedroom, something in soobin had switched. his hands roamed around all your body, feeling up every single bit of you with increasing need. his lips on yours were rough and clashing with each other, the saliva starting to show on your lips this time. after unwrapping you from your confines, he made sure to bite and taste every inch of skin his mouth found, marking your whole body up. marking you as his, for once.

and so, here you are. your boyfriend harshly grabbing your hips, making them snap against his with each sloppy thrust he landed. on top of that, your breath was being cut short with how he wouldn’t let go of your mouth, latching onto it and biting your lips between kisses, devouring you. his moans were muffled and sucked up by yours, your breaths mixing with each other.

"s-so good.. you feel so good-" he grunts out, hissing when he hits you particularly deep, his big cock filling you to the brim.

"you're so―hah! big" you cry out, the stinging pleasure of him stretching you out driving you insane.

yet, this giant dummy didn't realize just how big he was, until you kept commenting stretched you out, how huge his dick felt inside you, how much he filled you up, it all spurred him on further. he was caging you between his arms, his biceps flexing in sync to the rhythm of his thrusts. now he wanted to use all of his large size to make you feel good, the size difference making him fuck up into you harder, ruining you.

when soobin pushed himself inside you earlier, you both waited a little while until the stretch wasn't too hurtful, his cock too big and your body so fragile. he was so eager, his cock twitching every few seconds, the warmth of your pussy around him enough to make him bust.

the squelching sounds of your cores meeting started to echo louder around the room, the scene becoming even more obscene. soobin was not stopping until he made you cum, he had his mind set. but it was so, so hard. he was almost possessed by the feeling of you clenching around him, the bouncing of your chest with his actions, the not so innocent anymore sounds you made. he never wanted to stop fucking you.

"is it too much baby? is my cock stretching you out?" he inquired, voice raspy and low, nothing like the usual sweet tone he used. you were surprised at first, but the filth coming from his mouth only made you clench around him in arousement, uttering out a broken yes! "fuck- so that's how you like it?" he coos, grunting right after, speeding up his brutal ramming inside you.

he may have not been too experienced and he may have had a very pure image of you, but it was all thrown out the window. he wasn't going to cage in his lust anymore, he was gonna fuck you like he had dreamt of in some of his longest nights, his wet dreams keeping him up (in more than one way). guess he wasn't so innocent after all, even if he tried.

"s-shit.. i'm close" he stutters, his rushed thrusts starting to become more messy, the knot in his stomach starting to undo itself. "cum with me- please cum on my dick, please baby.." he murmurs, lowering himself so he kisses you once again, despite the plumpness and abuse to your lips from before.

his whimpers intensify as he starts begging for you to cum with him, his hips stuttering and pushing deeper with every thrust, almost hitting your cervix. he's harsh with his actions, railing you even though his tone is so whiny and his eyes are glossy. such a beautiful sight, you're never forgetting it.

with a final snap of his pelvis, he stills inside you and fills the condom up. as he did so, he grabbed your hands and pushed them against the sheets, holding them with so much force it stung. in the midst of this, you had reached your climax right before he stopped, the final push in your core making your eyes water in pleasure.

he rests his forehead with yours and pants heavily, you petting his hair as his eyes still flutter open and shut, suddenly taking in the weight of what just happened. you both had sex. after two months of waiting, longing, needing each other, it finally happened.

"worth the wait." you state, your lips curling up slightly and your breath still heavy.

"yeah." soobin agrees, moving both of you under the sheets and then wrapping his arms around your waist, pecking your cheek. there he was, your sweet boyfriend.

after this, you both had a hard time keeping your hands to each other for a few weeks. after having a taste of pleasure, soobin could not get enough of it.

he was never letting you go.

© kiztae

hi! if ur not too busy do u think u could come up with something for size kink w soobin? pls & thank you ! 💛

SIZE KINK — c.soobin

genre: afab!reader, very suggestive, brothers bestfriend!soobin, bulge kink, size kink (duh), making out, dry humping, dirty talk? that's probably it. wc: 1.8k [requested]

a/n: might be a bit short. hope you enjoy anon!

just like any other saturday, soobin came over to visit your older brother beomgyu and spend the rest of it playing games in his room. it wasn't new to find soobin in the living room, sitting in the couch and scrolling through his phone mindlessly.

it was only natural, considering he almost lived there with you guys with how often he’d come by. so when you crossed his path, you didn't really mind it and conformed to uttering a soft 'hi soobin' before stepping into the kitchen.

"hi y/n" he looks up with a raise of his eyebrows in acknowledgment, shutting off his phone and standing up slightly to move towards the kitchen island. "how's today treating you?" he inquires with a playful smile as he leans over the counter with his elbows.

“it’s treating me fine, soobin. what about you?” you say between yawns while pouring yourself a glass of water.

you had just woken up a few minutes ago, whenever it was sunday you allowed yourself to sleep in as much as you’d like. which is why you were currently standing in the kitchen, wearing your small pajama shorts and a loose t-shirt you found in your brothers room, at noon.

“so far, so good. but i have to say, it’s even better now that you’re here.” he adds boldly, looking down at the marble and then back up at you.

you could see his eyes glimmer mischievously as he ended his sentence, the two orbs dropping lower and trailing down your exposed collarbones, your chest that was exposing just about enough cleavage to help his imagination, and finally, your hands. everything about you looked so dainty and small, soobin couldn’t help but think about how adorable and weirdly hot he found it.

hell, he knew it was wrong to think about his best friend's little sister under this lewd light but it was just so hard not to.

“you really have a way with words don’t you? save them for the girls on your campus.” you grin in response, emptying the glass of cold water in your mouth and feeling the new energy flowing through your body.

if you had to be honest, it’s not like you hadn’t thought about soobin like that before. you were aware of how attractive he was and especially how close to your ideal type he proved to be. soobin was tall, handsome and a literal giant in proportions but also adorable and cute at times.

nevertheless, you pushed those thoughts away quickly whenever you remembered who he was to you. he was your brother’s best friend, he was older than you, he had many other things he could care about other than you… so why bother?

sure, it wouldn't be awful to have some fun with him, especially after not having any form of sexual activity in the past months (not even a kiss), but you were sure it was all not going to happen anyway. so, you tried your best to stay unfazed by his comments and approaches, figuring he was just teasing you.

“i’m not sweet talking you y/n. i’m—“ before he could continue, beomgyu walked into the room with a loud “you can use the shower now!”, signaling that you could start your morning routine and that he could get back to hanging out with his best friend.

“what are you doing here? you could’ve waited in my room man.” he says with an awkward laugh as he taps his friend’s back.

“well, see you around.” you bid your goodbye and go off to continue with your day, not bothering to finish the earlier conversation.

-

why was getting up suddenly so hard? some sort of heavy weight was placed on top of you, not letting you move up or even around in the room of your mattress. this was not like any other sunday morning. were you still dreaming? after squirming in place for a little more you opened your eyes slowly and looked around despite the hazy vision of your only recent wake up call.

moving around (if you could even call it that) helped you figure out two things: 1. whatever it was that was stopping you was laying half on top of you and pressing your side 2. it was breathing. as soon as you realized the second, you started kicking your feet up and turning around in a hurry like crazy.

"woah—! what the—!" the lump under the other blanket started to blurt out in panic, until it moved up and revealed itself. that's when you were met with a confused soobin with the biggest case of bed hair you've seen.

before you could process it, he swiftly took your wrists into his hands and pushed them against the mattress effortlessly, shifting completely on top of you to keep your legs caged between both of his on your sides with ease. finally, if he got kicked once more he was sure he would get bruises.

"hey—!" you shout against his defense before his right palm comes up to cover your mouth clumsily. it was ridiculous how much of your face his hand covered then, all of your jaw and part of your neck being hidden behind it.

"shhh. don't you realize it's super early in the morning?" he whisper-shouts back, frowning and staring into your eyes, finally.

you relaxed and twisted your head around to take in the room, noticing that it was indeed still dark and that the sunset hadn't even happened yet. once you took it in, you took in the sight of soobin, at last. he was breathing loudly, his hair messy, his shirt hanging low on his chest and his eyes waving around as he looked into yours.

"why are you in my bed?" you murmur with a confused frown once he removed his hand, your breathing starting to speed up when you realize the position you're in right now. god, you hoped he was still sleepy enough to not notice the pink blooming in your cheeks.

"i— i don't know. i thought i went into beomgyu's room after i woke up to drink some water... but i guess not." he trails off, his eyes dipping lower from your eyes to your neck, your disheveled hair, your shirt that bunched up and exposed your waist, until he came back up to stare at your mouth for longer.

"i guess not..." you imitate quietly when your gaze also lays on his pouty lips and then back to his eyes.

"i'm sorry y/n" he states in a more deep voice, his tone sounding hushed as he leaned in closer to you, the hand holding your wrist pushing further up and the other dipping the mattress on your side.

"huh? for what?" you mutter out in surprisement at the sudden apology, your voice breaking softly once you feel him get closer.

"for not holding myself back." he whispers back, his hand interlacing with yours and pinning it deeper into the sheets as he catches your breath in a swift kiss. the action earned a small gasp from you, your form stiffening under his hold briefly, unsure of what was happening, until you sighed into his mouth and leaned in.

he softly groaned in satisfaction once he felt you relax and open your mouth more for him, granting him permission to kiss you deeper. "i'm such a shit best friend aren't i? i just couldn't hold it in anymore." he comments as he leaves your lips for a second, the loss of contact already making you disappointed.

but he doesn't stop. his free hand grazes your side softly and grasps your waist roughly, another gasp coming from you that's quickly swallowed by soobin's lips on yours. his kisses are desperate, hungry even. it's like he doesn't want to waste a single second when he's kissing you.

his tongue dips into your bottom lip and then brushes against yours, the wet sound of it starting to get more noticeable as his mouth melts with yours. you weren't sure you expected soobin to get messy like this, saliva mixing with yours, kisses sloppy and needy, you were loving it.

soobin was heavy on top of you, he was making sure he didn't lay his whole body weight, knowing for sure he would crush you, but he was letting himself press against you just enough for you to be trapped below him. if he wanted to, he could do anything he wanted to you, easily. he could make you his personal ragdoll, move you around however he wanted, take you however he wanted.

as his mouth detached from yours to dip lower and start biting and nipping at your neck, the hand on your waist trailed up and stopped right before your breast. "can i? please.." he says in a hushed voice as he licks a small stripe on the bites he left, his breathing ragged already. following your nod he takes your breast in his hand, his grasp being enough to cover it whole. once he gets permission his hands start roaming around your body more and more, grabbing whatever he can. his palms kneading your ass, then playing with your nipples, grasping your hip tightly as he groans into your mouth between kisses.

"you're so small— i could break you if i'm too rough, couldn't i?" he purrs into your ear, biting your earlobe gently and grinning. he didn't know what got into him but seeing you so weak and helpless in his hold was driving him crazy, he never knew he was so big until now.

"you're just— too big." the whiny tone in your voice as you replied was what did it for him. how could you say that to him and expect him not to go insane?

"fuck, don't do that to me." he blurts out as he lets his head fall on your chest, his hands tightening around your hips. "i won't be able to stop." he warns before his fingers dig into your sides and he pushes himself against you, his giant bulge rubbing on your underwear harshly.

"oh my god— soobin, you're huge" you moan out as the shocks of pleasure hit you, your hips instantly jolting forwards to meet his. at this, he starts thrusting his hips harder and faster against you, rocking the bed carelessly.

"yeah? bet that if i fucked you, you'd have a bulge right here. wouldn't you baby?" he questions while rubbing your tummy right above where his dick was pushing into you. "i'd fuck you so deep, you'd feel it in your stomach." he adds with a smirk, looking right into your eyes as if to taunt you. he never once stopped rocking his hips against you, the tip of his cock starting to leak through his boxers and onto your panties, hitting you right with each thrust.

"then do it." you plead in between whines, taking his cheek in your hand and staring into his eyes desperately. "fuck me until you break me."

-

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SUSPENSE

[ YOU'RE MY ORBIT! ] 16 - PAST IN THE PRESENT

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author’s note: sorry for the long delay!! things will slowly unwrap here and i think we might focus a bit on taehyun more on the next chapters :D

THEME: fluff, a bit of comedy nd nothing too serious, angst in some chapters, band!txt, songwriter!reader

WARNINGS: cussing, reader uses feminine pronouns and terms, mentions/implications of alcohol intake, some timestamps do not make sense at all and arent really important so please ignore them 🙏

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LOLLIPOP ♡ CHOI SOOBIN : TWO.

chapter two. pinky sized.

warnings. swearing, teasing, sunwoo being a menace apparently

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A / N : I decided to correct these texts and upload them now before I get any more busier. Also I just think it's funny how I said I wouldn't really upload then I posted three days straight but I feel bad because Lollipop just started and it's already getting updated so slowly, so here is the post, before Monday and I hope you enjoy it!

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LOLLIPOP ♡ CHAPTER THREE.

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series summary. choi soobin only wanted a part-time job to survive the semester — and hopefully — save some money for a quick summer trip with his friends. sadly, life got other plans for him when his friend signed him up to be the babysitter of a famous rockstar's little brother.

chapter warnings. some swearing and teasing. a kid being a bit threatening and bossy. WRITTEN AND SMAU FORMAT.

A / N : hello hello here's the first written scene of lollipop! I hope you guys enjoy the update and let me know your thoughts. Have a good week!

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CHAPTER THREE : CUPCAKE TALKS.

“What’s your favorite cupcake?” Soobin stops by the entrance of the cafeteria and holds both handles of the double door before looking to his right. The little kid steps on his tippytoes and looks up, nearly breaking his neck to reach the sight of Soobin’s eyes properly. He pouts before repeating his question. “I said, what’s your favorite cupcake?” 

“Now you want to talk?” Soobin asks dumbfounded. 

For the first four hours of the shift, the kid told him nothing. After having the most awkward encounter with his favorite musician and a horrid experience signing contract papers, the toddler simply greeted him respectfully and then walked by himself to a common room. Once Soobin reached the place, Sunwoo signaled him to sit down on the opposite side, opened his green school bag and took out some papers and colors. ‘Stay quiet while I draw. Thank you.’ He said softly and started ordering his colored pens by size before picking one. 

Soobin, not really expecting to be silent for so long, limited himself to shrugging it off and nodding before opening the folder of instructions for babysitting to read it more thoroughly. 

Simple instructions such as “make sure to check his studying notepad for homework” were mixed with oddly specific requests like “do not give him salads. Separate all vegetables with dividers and add double portions of meat or chicken, or he won’t eat them.” And the more he got to read, the weirder the requirements got for him. 

It got to a point where Soobin was sure he’d have to study the folder as if it was information from college given how complicated and specific all points were. 

After going through it thrice though, he noticed the kid was engrossed in his drawing and Soobin had close to nothing to do so he simply recomposed himself on the chair and tried to grab his phone from the pocket of his jeans only to get glared at by the kid who raised a tiny finger to his mouth, reminding him to stay quiet. 

His big bambi eyes narrowed towards his new babysitter and a huff escaped through his lips before he brought his index finger to his mouth and Soobin gulped. 

There was something odd about the kid. Maybe Soobin found him weirdly off-putting because of all the theories the fans liked to throw around over him; many believed the toddler was probably rageful or spoiled enough to the point he’d threaten his own babysitters without care. Or maybe Soobin was not really someone with enough emotional strength to establish a level of authority over anybody, including a kid so tiny he could step on it by accident. 

Who knew?

Regardless, Soobin didn’t mutter one single word until the kid was done drawing, and only when he received a text from you saying you should meet for brunch now, did he dare to open his mouth and go as far as moving too much in front of Sunwoo. 

Surprisingly the kid didn’t mutter a single complaint and got up from his spot on the floor, dropping the pen and eagerly sprinting towards the door, waiting by it until Soobin caught up with him and could turn the knob to let him out. 

They both walked side by side in silence until they reached the doors, mainly because Soobin was not sure if he was allowed to speak or not yet and didn’t want to accidentally send the kiddo into a frenzy, but oddly enough he decided to open his mouth last minute and take Soobin by surprise. 

“I think it’s important to know which cupcakes you eat.” 

“Why?”

“Because if you like carrot cupcakes I will tell sister and have you fired.” 

Soobin takes a deep breath and opens the doors. “I don’t think your sister would fire anyone over cupcakes.” 

“So you like carrot cupcakes?” The little kid walks fast by his side and reaches for his hand, holding onto him. 

“No, Sunwoo, I don’t like carrot cupcakes. I don’t eat cupcakes that frequently to know that many flavors either.” 

“New babysitter Soobin, your life must be sad if you don’t know much about cupcakes.” 

“Woo baby?”

Soobin and Sunwoo stop deadly on their tracks and look to their side only to see Yeonjun approaching them through small jumps, with the biggest of smiles. Once he is at a short distance he kneels down and opens his arms, expecting for the toddler to run to his arms and he happily obligues, nearly tackling him to the ground on a hug. “Uncle Junnie!”

Nearly seconds after Jaemin and Jeno enter through the main doors as well with you and Bang Chan behind them and you all way towards them. Jeno scans Soobin up and down before rubbing Jaemin’s shoulder in comfort and the new babysitter looks at them back in confusion before dropping his gaze to his shoes, feeling out of place and nervous pretty suddenly. 

Perhaps, the scariest thing about taking this new job wasn’t really the kid but who it was associated with. 

SALEM as a band may of be really famous now but Soobin had the pleasure to follow them pretty early on their career and being so close to them now, about to talk to them in a much more personal way was nerve-wracking. That if he didn’t count the fact that since day one, Soobin felt somewhat infatuated with you out of all people as well. There was something about you that could make you stand out for him in between the many people he followed and admired and he felt terrified of having you so close now; his heartbeat was becoming erratic the more steps you took towards him and your little brother Sunwoo, and once you were face to face with him he could truly say he was breathless. 

You were simply ethereal. 

He did not care if he got to greet you hours prior, he wanted to re-introduce himself and leave an excellent impression on you. He wanted so badly to stand out and leave a good mark on you if only for a day at least as a way to retribute all the years your music and words brought comfort and joy to him. 

“I’m…I’m Ch-choi Soob —.” 

“Soobin, we talked yesterday and today too. You don’t have to keep on introducing yourself,” you giggle and ruffle Sunwoo’s hair. “How’s everything going?” 

Your eyes sparkle so prettily. Your giggle sound ten times better in real life. Your perfume is the sweetest…

“Is he giving you a hard time?” You tease and Sunwoo lets go of Yeonjun to wrap a hand around your wrist, tugging you down so you can hear him better. “What baby?” 

“Soobin doesn’t know about cupcakes. That’s really sad.” 

“It-it’s not like,” Soobin stutters, “I just don’t eat them frequently.” 

“Well man, now you’ll be having them all the time.” Jaemin interrupts walking towards you and bows down to Jaemin. “No exceptions.” 

“He’s bullshitting, don’t worry,” Jeno also joins the conversation while Bang Chan decides to stay behind and only observe for now. “You don’t have to eat what we eat. We just do it because Sunwoo likes cupcakes quite a lot, don’t you Satan?” 

“I’m not Satan!” The kid sticks his tongue at the boy. “But you are dumb!” 

“Sunwoo,” you call him in a scolding tone. “Let’s go sit down to eat okay?” 

“Yes, Soobin, you can sit next to me!” The toddler says in a cheery voice and practically starts dragging the gigantic babysitter to the nearest table taking everybody aback with his unusual enthusiasm. "Come on! I will tell you everything you need to know about cupcakes."

“So you designed all of these?” You ask impressed and Soobin quivers on his spot, downing another bite of a cupcake under the inquisitive eyes of Na Jaemin. “They seriously look so cool.” 

“Why would you want so many tattoos, Choi Soobin?” Jaemin questions observing the outline of a dragon tattoo that goes from Soobin’s wrist and disappears under his halfway rolled up sleeves. You groan and turn a napkin into a ball before throwing it at your friend’s head. “Hey!” 

“Quit on being annoying, my God — you know he is being noisy because he hates that you are taller than —.” 

“Shut up!” Jaemin interrupts fearful and throws you a glare. “I am just curious.” 

“Noisy, I said,” you correct him and look at Sunwoo who’s busy playing with the empty boxes of cupcakes you already finished. “You need to understand…” You sigh, “we aren’t the most skilled when it comes to making friends.” 

“Most of the time we are trapped in here,” Jeno adds. “But your tatts? They are fucking cool.” 

“Yeah,” Bang Chan finally speaks. “We don’t really sit down and chat with the many babysitters Sunwoo has had either. They come from a trusted service and already know the drill but your case is different and we just want to make sure that you are alright with this and all. To be quite frank here, the idea of having a fan near Sunwoo isn’t the most exciting.” 

“Channie…” Yeonjun breathes out a bit surprised. 

“No, no, it’s okay.” Soobin decides to speak back in reassurance. “It was really shocking to me when I landed the job and I completely understand how you feel. You can be as wary as you want, after all I am a fan of the band and I get how that might make you all feel a bit uncomfortable. I bet a lot of people approach you with second intentions and you don’t want me to turn out to be some crazy stalker or anything else but I promise I’m just here because I need the money.” Jeno to Soobin’s words and grab another cupcake. “It’s probably dumb but me and my friends have this tradition since kids where we would have a big trip with our families during summer and now that we are older we want to go by ourselves without the help of our parents and everything, so I took the job to pay for some of the expenses and have a good time.” 

“Do you really think you can handle Sunwoo, though?” Jeno says with his mouth half full of frosting. “He is kinda…” 

“Yeah, I know. I got many papers with specifications. It’s kind of scary the amount of care he actually needs but I can pull through. I promise if you give me a chance I will make it worth it. I won’t meddle in your business and if it makes you feel safer I can stay outside whenever you guys stop by to visit Sunwoo to give you extra privacy. Whatever you need to feel more comfortable just let me know.” 

Jeno and Jaemin seem content with the response, nodding along and humming to themselves but on the opposite side, you and Bang Chan still appear to be a bit apprehensive. While you don’t show outright disgust or discontent with his answer, you don’t appear fully convinced either, and Soobin starts to feel nervous again. 

He is not sure if he can actually mutter an entire sentence without stuttering again, especially with Chan nearly scanning him up and down. 

“You said you like to draw, right, Soobinnie?” Yeonjun asks softly and the babysitter mutters a small yes. “Sunwoo enjoys drawing and painting quite a lot. He is really connected to his art and I think, judging by your tattoo designs, you are also connected to yours, exactly? Like, you really enjoy what you do.”

“Yes, for sure.” 

“I think he is alright,” Yeonjun announces to the rest of his band members and Soobin blinks a few times in confusion. “It can be of help to have someone that actually knows about arts,” he continues talking and completely forgets the tall boy is there hearing them out or maybe he chooses to pretend he is not there. “He can teach —,” he pauses and looks back at Soobin. “You can teach him a thing or two, right?” 

“I-I guess so? I…uh, I’m majoring in drawing. I can always bring some of my stuff and teach him whatever he needs or let him use some things to draw in general.” 

Yeonjun wiggles his eyebrows at you and you roll your eyes then sigh. “Okay fine. You can stay as long as you can last with Sunwoo, and Woo?” The little kid raises his head and smiles. “Be nice, okay?” 

“Okey-dokey,” he nods. “If you know so much about drawing you will show me now. Let’s go to the room again!” 

“Easy Woo, he is not done eating yet,” Yeonjun warns and Soobin simply picks the rest of his cupcake and stuffs his mouth with it all in one go, throwing everybody a thumbs up before getting up from his seat and extending a hand for Sunwoo to grab. “I…well, we will see you later then?”

The babysitter eagerly nods and Bang Chan clears his throat to catch his attention before he leaves. “Whatever you need to teach him arts you tell us okay? Don’t bring your stuff. We will buy him our own.” 

“And always contact me or the guys if you have any problems with Woo or need anything, not the manager. Got it?” You add a bit more sternly than intended yet the rest don’t seem to care or don’t notice. 

Soobin nods yet again and bows down, feeling the cupcake climbing to his throat after a particularly harsh swallow. He think it’s important for him and Sunwoo to leave as soon as possible because something is telling him you may or may not want to discuss a few things about this whole babysitting situation with the rest of the band in private and he frankly does not want to be there anymore invading your privacy but also feeling painfully uncomfortable. 

“Okay, you two have fun I guess. I will see you at night.”

Once Sunwoo waves at them all he is free to leave on his merry will with the little child, ignoring the curious stares he feels on his back as he walks out.

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HI SERENE :3 okay so first, love the new theme and i LOVED trocyj. it’s genuinely impressive how insufferable you made yj like u had me taking walks around my room out of frustration 😭😭

and also!! i was hoping to place a request :3 so recently i had this dream where soobin and i worked at an ice cream shop and soobin was my coworker who i was also crushing on 🤭 (not to mention the fact that he looked adorable in the pink uniform). during the dream while we were closing he literally like backed me into a corner amd was about to kiss me.. like lips barely grazing each other.. and then i woke up.

so i was hoping maybe u could reimagine it? pick up where the dream left off? and maybe make it a little spicy 😇 thanks again lovie!!

-⛸️

⌞ 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 ⌝

DREAM RECALL the closing shift with your far too handsome coworker leaves an even bigger mess to clean than what you had originally started with.

wc -> 2.7k

pairings coworker!soobin x coworker!reader (afab) warnings unprotected sex + pullout method, some fingering, mutual pining kinda?, kind of perv!soobin but also perv!reader, lots of kissing, big dick soobin + size kink

#serene adds ✎ hehe thank you for liking the theme!! and trocyj omg, I could talk about that fic for days.. I see why everyone's pissed with yj but his character was genuinely so much fun to write >.< I'm also like insanely jealous of your dreams because wtf is this. lend me your mind.

I skimmed this once, let me know if I missed anything !

“Ah, no sorry, I’m afraid we’re out of chocolate..” You apologize as you watch the young girl’s face fall. She turns to her mother with a small pout and you bite your lip as you think of a way to salvage the situation. Just as you’re about to suggest the strawberry or mango flavor instead, your colleague's voice cuts you off. — “I’m sure we have some leftovers in the back”, Soobin chirps as he leans over the disk to peer down at the girl, “would you like me to go check?” Her face immediately brightens up as she nods feverishly and her mom gives him a thankful smile. 

Upon leaning back up, his large hand brushes past your lower back and you feel your breath hitch at the small touch. “Be right back”, he grins before disappearing through the door leading to the large freezer. — Despite having worked together for nearly three months now, you couldn’t help but do a double take whenever you saw that the two of you would be having the next shift together. Nor could you control the way your heart almost beat out of your chest whenever he as much as glanced in your direction. 

It was a hopeless crush that you were not planning on pursuing. Because there was no way that someone like Soobin would even consider someone like you. Not that he had ever mentioned a girlfriend or anything of the sort, or that you had even dared to ask. But you still refused to acknowledge your feelings as anything else besides a small heartthrob. 

Not before long, does he re-emerge from the small storage unit, a package of chocolate ice cream in his hands. You find your gaze lingering on his pink uniform, sleeves rolled up, exposing his forearms, and you bite the inside of your cheek as you follow their movement when he places the box down. — It isn’t until the mother goes to pay that you’re snapped back to reality, stumbling over your words as you squeak out a quiet, $2.35. 

“Here you go”, Soobin smiles as he hands the little girl her cone of ice cream. She giggles as she takes it from him, making a shy comment about him having soft hands. You refuse a small smirk, watching the tip of his ears turn pink as he chuckles. 

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As the last customer leaves an hour later, you walk over to flip the ‘OPEN’ sign to ‘CLOSED’. Somewhere behind you, you can hear Soobin shuffling around as he moves the ice cream from the disk by the front and into the freezer in the back. — You had shared plenty of shifts together, but this would be the first time you closed up just the two of you. Without the bustling noise of customers, the air suddenly felt twice as thick and you swallowed a small gulp before joining him behind the counter. 

Immersing yourself with popping the lid back onto the containers, you think of something to say, something to break the silence lingering between you. “Here let me help you”, he suddenly exclaims and you almost drop the three boxes in your arms, startled by his sudden appearance. If he noticed it, he didn’t make a comment on the matter, flashing you a small grin as he took two of the now sealed containers from your hands. “T-Thanks”, you stammer, trying your hardest not to let your cheeks flare up at the way his fingers brushed over yours. 

"Jesus christ pull yourself together", you mutter as you follow him into the storage room. The cool air in there was refreshing, easily washing off the heat emitting from your flustered body and you exhaled in relief. — You let him go first, watching as he places the ice cream boxes amongst the rest, gaze lingering on the way his forearms flexed as he did. He turns to you with a small grin and you blink a couple of times before springing into action as you walk over to the small corner. 

Your hands feel clammy against the container in your tight grip despite the cold temperature of the room. Thinking that he might leave and allow you a minute to yourself to regain your composure, you take your time as you lock up the small freezer in which the ice creams were kept. But there are no sounds of his retreating footsteps, and you can feel his gaze on you the whole time. 

It isn’t until you turn around that your heart practically leaps out of your chest. Soobin was standing barely three inches from you, his chest near pressing against your own and your eyes widened as they flickered up to meet his. — You knew that he was tall, like really tall, and there was no mistaking his broad shoulders either. You would be lying if you said that you hadn’t fantasized about his large hands a couple of times, not that you would ever admit it out loud, you think you would rather face death itself. 

But when this close, the back of your thighs hitting the cold steel of the freezer behind you, with nowhere to escape, you suddenly felt very small in front of him. He doesn’t say anything, biting the inside of his cheek, Soobin leans closer, so close that you could feel his warm breath hovering above your lips. — What was going on?

His gaze doesn’t stray from yours as he reaches a hand up to your face. Your eyes flutter closed at the sudden invasion of your personal space. Thinking that he might just actually kiss you, your heart almost beats out of your chest, the sound thumping in your ears like that of a heavy bass. But he doesn’t. Instead of grazing your cheek, just like you thought he would, his fingers aim for your hair as he brushes through it. Your eyes reopen, this time in slight confusion as you frown. 

“You had something…in your hair”, he murmurs before letting his hand drop to his side. “O-Oh”, you breathe, running your own fingers through your locks as embarrassment flushes over your cheeks. He takes a step back and you feel your stomach drop, beyond ashamed over your obvious overreaction to the small gesture. — You don’t dare move as you watch him head for the door once more. God he would never want to work with you ever again. 

It isn’t until one of his hands wraps around the handle that he stops. Still unmoving, you shift awkwardly by the freezer as you eye his tall frame, seeing him shake his head as he mutters something under his breath. — Then he turns around, the action so quick that you barely comprehend what’s happening until he’s in front of you again. Except this time he’s all over you, chest pressing against yours, his large hands easily covering the sides of your face as he pulls your lips to his. 

He kisses you roughly, as if he was trying to convey a thousand words with a single move. Gripping on to the freezer, your eyes widen as your mind tries to process what was happening. But he’s quick to pull back, his breathing is labored when does. — “Fuck I’m sorry I… I just”, he cuts himself off with a sharp inhale, taking a small step back as he lets go of your face. “Look I.. I don’t know what came over me I just–”

But you won’t hear any of it. Shaking your head, one of your hands snake around his neck, pulling him back down as you force your mouth onto his again. This time there’s no hesitation from either of you as his hands quickly find your waist. Pushing you further onto the cooler behind you, Soobin wastes no time in squeezing himself between your spread legs. “H-ah, been wanting to do this for so long”, he groans, and you sigh against his lips as his tongue finds yours. 

Wait. Did he just say that he’s been wanting to do this? Then that would imply… All those lingering touches, the small grins, the quick glances.. Your mind was reeling with the newfound information and your hands quickly braced themselves on his shoulders as you pulled back for a short second. — Upon breaking apart from the kiss, Soobin looks at you, a flash of worry striking his features, almost as if he had done something wrong. 

You quickly try to ease his nerves, “I…I’ve been wanting to do this too”, you quietly mumble, biting your lip as the color on your cheeks only rises. His tense face immediately relaxes as he lets out a short sigh of relief. “Oh thank god”, he murmurs, his hands gliding along your thighs as he pushes your pink uniform up. — “Wait”, your fingers around his wrists stop him and his eyes flit to yours with a hint of concern. “We can’t…I mean.. not here”, you whisper, throwing an anxious glance around the small storage room. 

“You locked the entrance, right?” He wonders, head tilted to the side as he studies you intently. Slowly nodding, you’re still not entirely convinced. “Then we’re good, yeah?” He says in a somewhat smug voice, his fingers drawing small circles on the skin between your thighs, creeping higher with each passing second. You consider his words carefully, he did have a point, there were just the two of you here right now, and it was past working hours. 

Oh who were you kidding? You’d had a crush on the guy for nearly three months now and here he was, openly asking for what you had been longing to do for so long. There was no way you’d pass him up. With a short nod you let him reconnect your lips as his fingers quickly move to glide across the already drenched fabric of your panties. You felt him smirk against your mouth as you squirmed beneath him. 

“Fuck, how long have you been this wet for me?” He asks as his hand slips inside your underwear, index and middle finger circling your throbbing clit. You bite back a small whimper as your nails dig into his broad shoulders, tearing his pink uniform under their grasp. “Three months”, you breathe, and you immediately feel his hand stutter against you. “Fuck.” Is all he says before immediately shoving two fingers inside of your aching cunt, “we’d better change that.” 

In one swift motion he wraps your legs around his waist, groaning as your hand trails down his chest to palm and grope him through his jeans. — It felt almost like a fever dream, having the guy you had fantasized about for so long right in front of you, his fingers knuckle-deep into your core as he drew lewd moans from you. 

When he pulls himself free from his pants, you gulp as you take in the size of him. Sure you had expected him to be big, given his height, but this was… He quickly catches on to your hesitation as his lips part, “if you don’t want-” — “It’s fine”, you give him a reassuring smile which he reciprocates before lining himself up, only to be stopped by you once more. 

“Do you have a condom?” 

He freezes, and it doesn’t take a genius to guess his answer. A small silence falls over the two of you, the sounds of your heavy breaths filling the storage unit. Soobin clears his throat, awkwardly readjusting the grip on his cock as his gaze avoids yours. “Maybe we should..” he trails off but you don’t need to hear the rest in order to know what he was thinking. But come on, you had waited three months for this. You couldn’t just let the opportunity slip through your fingers just like that. 

“No, it’s fine. You’ll just pull out, yeah?” 

His eyes snap up to meet yours the second those words leave your lips. “Yeah.” He agrees, his free hand wrapping around your waist as he pulls you closer, the tip of his cock sliding against your folds, nudging your clit in a way that almost made you squeal. “I’ll pull out”, he mumbles, more to himself than you before slowly easing himself inside. 

The stretch was near torturous and your nails practically tore his shirt in half as you braced yourself against him. “You okay?” He sounds almost alarmed but your quick nod makes him relax. — Once fully inside of you, he stays unmoving, littering you in soft kisses, trailing from your jaw down your neck and collarbone. His fingers twist at the small lace, neatly sewed into your pink uniform. “You look so pretty in this”, he sighs against your skin, inhaling the perfume you always used, the one that always seemed to get his mind to wander whenever you were around. 

He moves slowly, his thrusts deliberate as his cock slides against every inch of you and you whine in ecstasy. The dull burn flaring within you was now replaced by an almost addicting sensation. “Fuck, you’ve really got to stop bending over the counter like that, anyone could see up your skirt”, he grunts, snapping his hips against yours, making your eyes roll back as your jaw slacks. 

“R-Really?” You stammer, though you knew exactly what you were doing as you so often would purposefully lean forward enough to where you felt your clothes lift, hoping that he would see. Originally, it had been for your own pleasure, not thinking that Soobin was actually going to pay attention to your subtle movements. But he did, he picked up on every single one of them. 

“Yeah”, he drawls, upping his pace as the hand around your waist pulls you impossibly closer. “God you don’t know how many times I’ve had to jack off in the bathroom to the thought of you.” — “Fuck, is that weird to say?” He wonders, and you shake your head, gasping as his thumb rubs against your clit. “N-Not at all”, you whine, thighs squeezing around his waist as you clenched on his cock, making his breath hitch. 

“Mhn, I.. I do too”, you shyly admit, catching the smirk that etched its way to his face in a mere second as he pressed his lips to yours. “That’s so fucking hot”, he groans into your mouth. The kiss quickly grows sloppy and wet, his thrusts transitioning into uneven and jagged jerks of his hips. — “I won’t forgive myself if I don’t have you cumming on my cock.” He states, pulling your lip between his teeth as he refocuses his attention to his fingers on your clit. 

Up until this point you had thought that this might as well all just have been one big dream. A big prank that your far too imaginative mind was trying to pull on you. But as your orgasm washes over you, your throbbing cunt clenching around Soobin’s cock, undoubtedly buried deep inside of you, you realize that this was most definitely not a dream. His name falls from your lips as your nails cause rippings to the pink fabric of his work uniform. Somewhere in the background you can hear him uttering small words of praise, the sound is muffled by the feeling of euphoria coursing through you like electric shockwaves. 

With a small hiss, he pulls out, and your hand reaches for him before you have the chance to think twice. Wanting, no needing, to feel him between your fingers, your fingers that barely manage to wrap around his cock. You pay the wicked smirk on his face no mind as you stroke him to his high, letting him soil your work attire without as much as a second thought. Hot liquid landing on both your hand and stomach as Soobin groans into the juncture of your neck. 

Once you’ve both regained your composure, he pulls back to look at you. From his dazed expression to the way his blonde hair stuck to his forehead, or his wet lips as they stretched into a grin, you found him to be more handsome than ever. — His gaze drops to your lips before flitting back up to your eyes, the tip of his ears turning pink as he clears his throat. 

“So uh, think I can get your number?”

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[1:24AM] - sub!soobin x gn!reader

CONTAINS - smut!, short drabble, handjob, dacryphilia, praise, mommy kink, morning sex(no actual sex tho), slight aftercare.

WORD COUNT - 581

A/N - i'm in my sub soobie feels rn:( also i wrote this to a true crime podcast and markipliers podcast😭 if there's spelling errors i'm sorry it's 3am

© to fvckbeom. no translations/reposts.

[WARNING! - explicit sexual content! mdni!]

soobin whimpered quietly as you stroked his length, both of you still borderline half asleep, the early morning sunlight peeking through the curtains. this was a common occurrence since soobin often woke up hard and you were never opposed to helping him, you found it endearing the way he'd try to keep quiet, gripping the sheets like he was now, small gasps leaving his pretty lips while you slowly dragged your hand over his cock, circling the tip of your thumb around the head and watching it twitch while you lay beside him.

"mommy p-please...faster..." soobin whined, looking at you with pleading eyes, you felt like it would be cruel to edge him while he was in this state so you opted not to, picking up your pace like he'd asked, hearing him gasp as you did, biting down on his bottom lip to keep himself as quiet as he could. "you're so pretty baby boy" you murmured to him, soobin whimpering in response to your praise as his thighs twitched, his face contorting in pleasure. you fastened you pace again, focusing more on his tip, a wet sound echoing around the room due to the amount of precum that had gathered, making it easier for your hand to glide over his length.

"c-close mommy..." soobin whimpered, tears gathering in his eyes as his orgasm built up, his bare stomach tensing. "such a good boy hm baby?" you spoke quietly, leaning in to circle his nipple with the tip of your tongue, soobin letting out a quiet gasp as a few tears spilled down his cheeks. "c-can i cum p-please mommy?" you always found it adorable when he asked permission, which was almost every time, he was always very obedient for you. "of course baby boy, always so good for me" you spoke as you leaned over him, leaving open mouthed kisses on his neck, his pretty sounds only getting louder as he felt his release quickly approaching.

"m-mommy g-gonna cum" soobin moaned out, his back arching up off the bed, his body twitching as he released over his stomach and your hand, his hips rutting up into your fist. "that's it baby, good boy, so good" you praised, kissing his tears as you slowed down your ministrations, riding out his orgasm. when soobin started to whimper from overstimulation you took your hand away from him, watching his bare chest rise and fall as he caught his breath, his hair tousled and splayed out over the pillow. you always thought he looked so pretty like this, his face peaceful, his eyes closed, completely oblivious to your admiring, his lips were red and slightly swollen, cheeks tear stained, hair messy.

"i'll be right back sweetheart" you finally brought yourself to look away from him pressing a kiss to his forehead before leaving the room, returning with a damp washcloth to clean the drying cum off soobins stomach and your hand, tucking his softening length back into his underwear before throwing the washcloth into your laundry basket and crawling back into bed, soobin immediately snuggling into you, pressing his face into your chest, "thank you mommy" his voice muffled as he nuzzled his face into you. "no need baby boy, you did so well" you spoke softly, pressing a kiss to his head, lifting your hand to stroke the hair at the back of his head, soobin sighing at the feeling, feeling himself falling back asleep.

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Thinking about watching a scary movie with TXT

☆ gender neutral reader

Half of them have to be talked into it, in the end they agree because they don't want to leave the room and let Kai choose the film - probably not the best idea since he's the most nonchalant person in the group.

Soobin watches most of the movie through his fingers, diving into your shoulder when there's a big jump scare, your ear is likely to be ringing for the rest of the night from his loud yelps. He keeps begging if at least one light in the room can be turned back on, but Kai insists movie nights are better in the dark.

Yeonjun keeps himself somewhat distracted with snacks, getting startled every now and then and being laughed at by Beomgyu. Every now and then he whines about the choice of movie and swears the maknae is never being the movie decider again.

Taehyun is trying to act tough, but his eyes are a little wider than usual as the movie goes on, shaking his head anxiously every time a character goes into a dark room or the music turns ominous, the cushion that was under his arm before it started now being hugged fretfully between his arms and chest. You thought you saw him burry his face behind it once or twice.

Beomgyu is the best person to watch this kind of movie with, his jokes making it easier to stomach the scary scenes. He only gets scared at the climax, and when Taehyun purposely spooks him, which has everyone laughing. He's quiet for a while after that before returning to his comedic role.

Huening Kai is the most focused on the movie, laughing along with everyone but really enjoying the movie. He know he'll probably have to walk Soobin or Yeonjun to the bathroom later, the older boys too scared to walk through the dorm alone at night after this kind of film, but he doesn't mind.

When he thought he'd moved on (ex-boyfriend!txt)

Warnings: not really gender neutral

note: when I started this I wondered if it was appropriate, please let me know if there is any problem. sad hours open, I guess.

Soobin

The cafe was quiet, just the way he liked it. This was your meeting place; even if the place was closed, the two of you would meet here. He got here early, the table in the corner waiting for him as always. The owner had smiled at him and said hello, recognising him as a long-time customer.

As he pulls his earphones from his pocket and begins to detangle them, he unconsciously bounces his leg, an old habit. Soobin's thoughts are distracted, the new song he wants to show you by his favourite band occupying his mind. He's sure you'll like it - he's slowly converted you to a fan over the years.

Once the wires of the earphones are all straightened out, and he plugs them into his phone. The ear with a green sharpie heart is his side, the one with the blue is yours, a little faded from so many bus rides and time spent in bed sharing music together.

The bell on the door grabs his attention, and he looks up - and remembers. It wasn't you who he was meeting. This isn't your meeting place anymore. He feels guilty about being excited, more guilty about forgetting that he's supposedly moved on. Still, he grins painfully convincingly as she takes the seat across from him, as if this was what he had been expecting all along. He tries to figure out how he could have forgotten that this is how things are now, nodding as she is talking, although he doesn’t hear a word.

Yeonjun

Yeonjun doesn't know what day it is, what time it is. All he knows is his phone is ringing, dragging him from his much needed sleep. With a long groan he rolls toward the edge of the bed, not even daring to open his eyes and expose them to the bright light of the sun he can now see from behind his eyelids. Which means he hasn't looked at the caller ID. Which means he answers the way he normally would, half asleep and his brain not quite engaged. He answers with your name.

But it's not you. The voice that replies is so different from yours that it snaps him awake entirely. He is so disappointed he doesn't even panic, his voice so groggy he can play it off that she heard him wrong. After a short conversation, most of which he wasn't paying attention for, he throws the phone into the covers and wonders if he's made a big mistake by starting something new.

Beomgyu

He can't remember much about the dream, only your smile, your eyes, and your hand in his. Now he's awake, and the bed is familiarly warm, the sound of soft breathing behind him. He rolls over with a contened sigh, reaching arms out to pull you against his chest, pressing his nose into your hair. He feels a cheek nuzzle against his neck and all feels right with the world.

"Did you get a new shampoo?" he asks, voice rough with its first use of the day. He lazily pulls his head back and opens his eyes, and reality cracks down over his head like an egg when he sees her.

"No," comes her reply.

It's the first time she's stayed over, the first time anyone has stayed over but you. He was totally fine with it last night. Now it feels so gut wrenchingly wrong. Maybe he should wait a while longer before letting her stay again.

Taehyun

It's been a long, long day. Every muscle aches, and even his brain feels like a muscle with how tired he is. He drops his bag at the door and kicks off his shoes, the sofa calling to him longingly from across the room. The minute his back is on the soft cushion, he knows he'll fall asleep here, but he's not sure that he cares - he's fallen asleep worse places than this. Flicking on the TV, the first thing he sees is an ad about an upcoming movie, a remake of an old classic. He smiles.

"Hey babe," he calls out, "we should take your mom to see this, it's her favourite."

Hearing the familiar creak of the floorboards leading into the kitchen he glances up, and his smile falters. How could he have forgotten? She's looking at the screen with a confused expression, shaking her head. "No, it's not. I've never heard of it." She swings around to look at him now. "Have you even met my mom yet?"

He blinks, somehow feeling more drained than he was before. "Oh... I meant my mom."

Maybe he will go to bed after all.

Huening Kai

He's looking at the photos again, the ones in his phone that he keeps telling himself he'll delete. But every time he pulls them up to get rid of them, he finds he can't. He should, he knows he should, but it seems his head and his heart are at war.

He spends so long flicking through them, there are so many, accumulated over the years you spent together. He lands on his favourite; the two of you at the carnival. The memories the photo brings are so vivid, so precious, he swears he can remember every detail; the temperature of the air, the foods you ate, even the songs you listened to on the way home, car windows down and an impressive amount of sugar in your systems as you sang and bopped along. His mind replays the scene of the two of you on a ride, your laughter amidst the screams of other riders, clutching onto each other's arms for dear life, and how you almost dropped your phone as you reached out to capture the moment.

Kai forgets himself, forgets where he is right now, that this isn't your room he's lounging in, and a loud laugh bursts from him. When his joy filled eyes turn to meet hers, she is giving him an incredulous look over the top of her computer screen. He snaps out of it in an instant and tucks his phone away, apologising with a duck of his head. What is he going to do about those photos?

written by mapofthemazeinthemirror - do not repost my work in any form

When you’re sick

Warnings: none, one Monsters Inc. reference I hope won't confuse people

Please let me know which is your favourite!

☆ gender neutral reader

Soobin

You'd tried everything, from warm baths to drinking god-awful concoctions people swore by on the internet. But you were still sick. You'd been holed up in your bedroom for almost a week, leaving poor Soobin to have to sleep on the couch. You missed him, but you couldn't let him catch what you had. The only contact you'd had with him all week was through texting, and the meals he'd leave outside the bedroom door for you.

Of course, you'd been apart longer than this before; being in a successful group, Soobin often went on tour for months at a time. But this almost seemed harder, maybe because you felt miserable physically and just wanted to be held and loved on.

"I just wanted to see you," came his muffled voice, a hint whiny. "I won't come any further than this, I promise."

Sighing, you retreated from hiding. You hadn't seen him with your own eyes for what felt like longer than it actually was. There was no helping how good it felt to look at him now. "I miss you."

His lopsided smile gave you a rush of warmth. "Please get better before I go crazy."

You felt guilty. "I'm sorry. You can go and stay at Taehyun's if you-"

Soobin's mouth quirked, his brow creased. "It's not that. I just want to see you, touch you, have a real conversation. I want to hold you until we fall asleep." You felt the longing for him increase. "You always take care of me when I'm sick, even if you might catch it. Please, let me do the same for you."

His eyes held a helpless look that tugged at your heart as much as his words did. You felt your resolve crack, and it must have shown in your face, Soobin crossing the threshold and shuffling towards the bed. Relief flooded through you as he crawled up next to you and tucked you into his arms. His warmth was everything you'd needed for the past week, and he sighed as you buried your face against his neck. You swear you started melting when you felt his fingers in your hair. This was home.

Yeonjun

You weren't sure how long you'd felt like this. Time seems a blur when most of it is spent in bed, falling in and out of sleep and dreams. It took a monumental effort just to roll from one side to the other, so you couldn't remember the last time you'd eaten or showered. One small mercy was the fact that your ears were blocked, muffling the noise of the world outside the window; birds and neighbours dogs and traffic sounds couldn't disturb your sporadic naps.

Suddenly there was soft skin against your cheek, a warm palm and fingertips that you leaned into without question, and a deep sound somewhere close by. It took a few minutes for your mind to kick in and realise that these things were real and not a dream. Opening your eyes to the dim room, you found a face smiling down at you; your Yeonjun. But something was strange about this. Hadn't you been alone? Wasn't there a reason you were in the middle of the big bed, his pillow trapped between your arms?

"Junie?" You whinced as your voice seemed to reverberate through your head, your throat burning as the word tore through it.

"Hey, baby," he replied softly. You felt his fingers swipe the hair off your forehead before his nose was touching your own.

With what little strength you had, you tried to sink further into the mattress to put space between the two of you. "Jun, I'm- I'm sick."

"It's okay." You felt his arm slither under your back and peel you off the bed, pulling you into him. "I'm here."

You sniffled, swallowing against the dryness of your mouth that comes with not being able to breathe through your nose for so long. "Why?"

"'Why?'" He laughed. "Because the tour ended and I came home to you. Aren't you happy to see me?"

You nodded weakly against his chest. "Junie... I'm sick," you said again, half warning and half complaint.

His hand began to rub your back soothingly, and it felt so good to be in his arms again that you sighed heavily, raspily. "I know, babe, I'm sorry."

"You shouldn't..." Words were too hard. Instead, you brought your hand to his chest and tried to push him, rather feebly, away.

A large hand wrapped around your wrist, softly pulling your arm up over his shoulder. "I don't care. I missed you."

Not having it in yourself to argue, you surrendered, letting your body totally relax into his. You had pictured him coming home after tour very differently than this. You wanted to kiss him. You wanted to talk about his trip, but you couldn't fight your body. You heard the rumble of his voice again. "What?"

"I'll make you some chicken soup," he repeated. But as he tried to turn to leave the bed you grabbed a handful of his shirt. You heard him chuckle, and his arms were back around you again. "Maybe later, then."

Beomgyu

One minute you were studying, the next you were being woken by your phone blasting the most annoying ringtone Beomgyu had set for himself. You scrambled to snatch the phone off the desk where you had evidently fallen asleep. "Gyu? What time is it?"

"Half past the time you were supposed to meet me at the cinema."

Your heart sank. How long had you been asleep? "Oh no. I'm so sorry, I fell asleep."

"Why do you sound like you're talking into a tin can?"

Now that you were more awake, you noticed the feeling in your throat, the pounding of your head. Sure, falling asleep with your head on a desk wasn't the best, but you'd never known it to make your head feel like this. Come to think of it, you couldn't breathe through your nose very well either. You thought back and vaguely remembered your roommate having had a cough before she left for the weekend. There was a knock at the door.

"Hang on," you said into the phone, crossing the small space to open the door and-

"You look terrible," Beomgyu said, to your face and in your ear before hanging up. His cheeks were flushed, telling you he'd walked all the way here, in the cold, probably to check on you.

"Wow, thanks," you deadpanned as you let him in. "When's the next showing? Maybe we can make that one."

Your boyfriend pulled his hood down and looked at you for a moment before pressing his palm to your forehead. Trying not to flinch at the coldness of his hand, you looked up at him, his eyes still studying you.

"You're hot," he told you.

You scoffed, but it came out as more of a cough. "That's not what you were saying a minute ago."

Without another word, Beomgyu's hands were on your shoulders, turning you around and steering you through the small dorm room and sitting you down on your bed. Then he disappeared into the bathroom, coming back with a towel that he pressed against your head.

"I'm fine," you sighed. "Let's go see the movie."

Beomgyu tisked, gesturing for you to hold the towel before dipping to his knees to pull off your slippers. "The only movie you're seeing tonight is the DVD I got you for Christmas." Standing up again, he shooed you up the bed and pulled the covers over you.

"But we've seen that a hundred times," you whined. You'd been looking forward to a night out with your boyfriend; the movie, popcorn, leaving the confines of your dorm room after so many days and nights of studying.

"But you love it," he retorted, mocking your whiny tone. He handed you the remote for the tiny TV at the foot of your bed. "I'm guessing you haven't had dinner?" You shook your head. "Got any cup ramen?" You nodded.

You opened your mouth again to complain, but the words never came as Beomgyu kissed you on the top of the head and walked over to boil the kettle. Instead you let yourself sink into the comfort of your bed, only now noticing how exhausted you actually were. So you weren't going to get your date, but how could you complain when you had a boyfriend like this?

Taehyun

You were up before Taehyun this morning - an unusual occurrence. You'd woken up with a funny feeling in your throat and quickly but quietly escaped his room to cough without waking him. Then you'd tiptoed to the kitchen to boil water, eyes meeting with Yeonjun's who was sitting at the table eating cereal. His smirk said it all.

You were sat on the couch when Taehyun emerged from his room, tired eyes searching for you. By now, Soobin and Beomgyu were also sitting at the table eating. Taehyun plodded over to you. "Morning."

"Don't get contaminated," Yeonjun called, looking up from his phone. You narrowed your eyes at him.

Soobin, who looked like he could've still been half asleep, whipped his head up in confusion, chewing his toast with a new expression.

Taehyun's eyes swept from his friend to you, scanning your face for signs of anything amiss. "Are you not feeling well?"

"M'fine," you croaked, arms wrapped around yourself inside your hoodie as you tried to hold off a shiver.

"Tried to cough up a whole cat this morning," Yeonjun snitched. Soobin looked between Yeonjun and Beomgyu, still puzzled, his messy bed hair comedically flapping side to side.

You rolled your eyes, looking up at Taehyun with a small pout. "I just have a cough. It's probably the change in the weather."

"Or bronchitis."

Taehyun ignored the oldest boy's comment as he crouched down in front of you. "Do you want me to go to the pharmacy?"

"Really," you persisted. "I'm fine. I feel okay, just an itchy throat." As if on cue, you started to cough again, burying your face into the crook of your arm, then quickly tried to recover yourself. "I don't want you to worry."

"Sounds like a duck," Beomgyu said with a tone that gave away his amusement.

Taehyun sighed and rubbed up and down your arms comfortingly. "I just want to help you feel better, so anything you need, you just tell me, okay?"

You nodded. He stood up and went to the kitchen to start breakfast, giving you a kiss on the cheek first. Suddenly there was a commotion, as Beomgyu grabbed his breakfast bowl and ran from the kitchen yelling, "twenty-three nineteen!"

Huening Kai

The first thing that you noticed was a dull ache in your head. You'd taken some pain relief, thinking it was just a normal headache, and pushed on to get ready for your dinner plans. Kai's parents were always so happy to have you for dinner, and to see him catching up with them and his sisters made you happy, too.

You started to feel a little weak halfway through your meal, participating in conversation less and less, and after dinner you'd slipped away to a quiet room for what was supposed to be a few minutes. Your body felt heavy, more exhausted than what would be expected, and as you sat on an armchair in the dimly lit room, you became aware of the dull ache in your muscles. Eyes closing, the sound of distant chatter and laughter from the dining room lulled you quickly into unexpected sleep.

Kai had thought you were gone for the bathroom, and after ten minutes of your absence, his eyes flicking to the door every so often in anticipation of your reappearance, he thought he should check on you - maybe something you'd eaten wasn't agreeing with you. When he'd knocked on the bathroom door and there was no reply, he'd let himself in only to find it empty. He checked the kitchen, then the garden, then walked back to the dining room to see if you'd returned there while he'd been away. His mother joined him as he went to check the living room.

The two of them found you dozing and lowered their voices to a whisper, Mrs. Huening commenting that you hadn't seemed yourself earlier. Kai gently touched the back of his hand to your forehead and found it clammy. This, along with the headache you'd mentioned before the drive up and how quiet you'd been, probably meant you'd come down with something, and he decided to take you home.

That's how you woke up in Kai's arms, in the cold night air, on the way to the car. "There you are," he said when he noticed you awake. "Have a nice nap?"

You noticed a sore throat was beginning as you spoke, glancing around the street. "We're leaving?"

His soft brown eyes met yours as he continued to walk. His arms kept you steady against his chest, so you barely felt like you were on the move. "You're exhausted. You fell asleep."

You hated that you were the reason Kai's family time was being cut short and that you hadn't said goodbye to anyone. "I'm fine, Hyuka. Let's go back. Please?"

He came to a stop as he reached the car, looking down into your eyes again with a soft smile. "You need rest. We'll go home, I'll run a bath, and then we'll get into bed." Seeing you open your mouth to argue, he added, "Let me take care of you."

You couldn't argue with that.

written by mapofthemazeinthemirror - do not repost my work in any form

I don't think I could write this so ima I just blurt my idea, I don’t even know what member would fit best. It was actually a thought I had for Bangchan of Stray Kids but I didn't know who to give the idea to

Mafia!txt coming home to find the front door of the house open with definite signs of forced entry, throwing the car into park in the driveway without even turning off the ignition, sprinting straight to the front step and listening for a moment, but he can't hear any voices or movement inside. He knows you were home all day with no plan to go out, he knows he's been taking big risks in dangerous circles lately, angering big players. He knew this could happen someday, he just never imagined it would.

He considers calling his boys, but it would take too long for them to arrive when you could be in there, or when you could be out there somewhere needing him. He can't think clearly, his mind just repeating your name like a mental heartbeat. He should know what to do, he should move, but he's grappling with it all. Go inside, risk escalating the situation if someone is upstairs with you? But if they've cleared out and left you and you're hurt...

Steeling himself, he grabs the pistol tucked in the back band of his trousers. Inwardly, he is trembling with panic, stepping over the threshold into the home and fearing what he could find. Which is worse? Finding you harmed, or not finding you at all?

Med student Beomgyu has been posted! The option with the second most votes will be the winner.

warnings: Soobin and reader share a bath together but it’s just fluff note: I hope we’ve got some Swifties here! inspired by Paris by Taylor Swift. I've listened to it a thousand times but one day it prompted this idea.

☆ gender neutral reader

TXT member Choi Beomgyu spotted out and about with a date!

When the photos hit the internet, you weren't even in the country. Neither you or Soobin saw the articles, the tweets, messages from the band's management, or even teasing texts from the members. You were so far removed from it all, and blissfully happy.

It was the longest vacation you'd had together, with Soobin finally having the time off to travel out of Seoul. Sure, you'd gone with the boys for tours when allowed, but it was finally just you and your boyfriend – in a place where he wouldn't be recognised, and with no work schedules to squeeze time together around.

For the first couple of days, you didn't leave the hotel room, the 'Do Not Disturb' sign a blessing. No early calls, no waking up to knocks on the door or an empty bed. Just sleeping in, waking up and ordering lunch, then napping together or watching a movie. You didn't even mind the jet lag; it was a good excuse to stay in bed and cuddle.

On the fourth day of your stay, you explored the hotel, making it to the in-house restaurant for breakfast. The place was quiet – off season at this time of year, the waitress explained. There was a moment where you thought she recognised Soobin, with the way her eyes kept flicking up and between the two of you as she wrote down your order, but then, as she leant down to take your menus, she smiled and made a comment about how cute of couple you were. Soobin grinned, half shy and half proud, reaching for your hand and placing a kiss to the skin as you were left to yourselves again.

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It's a change of pace to walk around the city and not have phones pointed at Soobin. To not hear screams or gasps or whispers at every turn. The two of you wander freely, sans masks or dark sunglasses, in the light of day. There's plenty of time to dawdle, enjoying the sights, going wherever you're drawn to go. The city is beautiful, and shopkeepers and cafe owners greet you with friendly smiles as you stop by.

The freedom Soobin feels is evident in the way he carries himself and how he keeps looking over to grin at you. You find an ice cream parlour and share the dessert on a bench, watching birds and clouds, the occasional person passing by with a cute dog that you both get excited over. When you move to get up, Soobin grabs your hand and tugs you back to his side, wrapping an arm around you with a chuckle. The sunlight and cool breeze lull you into a somewhat tranquil state. You don't think about home or what's to come after this retreat from real life. Meandering back to the hotel as the sun is setting, you catch a mesmerising sunset from the viewpoint of your room's balcony.

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The bath tub in your hotel room is big enough for the both of you – two and a half, you tease at the way your boyfriend's feet stick out over the edge. Still, this was a luxury you never got at home; the tub at both of your addresses too small to fit the two of you at once. And, you point out, it's nice to enjoy a quiet bath without rambunctious maknaes playing doorbell dash in an otherwise quiet hotel. Maknes and Yeonjun, Soobin adds.

He plays quiet music on his phone to add to the atmosphere, humming along softly as he places his hands on your shoulders, applying gentle pressure until he feels the muscles relax. Then, he picks up one of your hands from the edge of the tub to trace with his finger, eyes following the lines of your palm. You watch, almost hypnotised, as his large fingers fold over yours, the rest of you encapsulated between his long arms and legs. Between the low lighting of the bathroom, the warmth of the bath, and his voice, you're sent into a light sleep, only waking when you're pulled from the water, which has turned lukewarm.

You mumble an appoplogy, eyes opening for only a moment before they droop to a close again, and he whispers something back, but you don't take it in; mind and body too relaxed. Feeling the mattress underneath you as he sets you down on your back, you sense something being wrapped around you and realise it's one of the hotel robes, but you can't find the will to help him get your arms into the sleeves. You hear yourself giggle and Soob's chuckle echo back, his forehead pressing against yours for a moment before it's gone, and you wonder why. Thoughts of how much you love this – feeling like you're in your own little world, where there's only the two of you – flood your mind, and you almost start to drift off again until you hear the sheets rustle beside you.

Soobin's hair tickles your jaw as he kisses your neck, arms finding your waist in the dark. His skin is warm and still damp, and this somehow adds to how sleepy you feel. Your arms are too heavy to reach for him. Soon, his movements still, his cheek resting against your collar bone, and you're both out.

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It isn't until you're in the airport, full from breakfast at their swanky little restaurant, and having perused all the little shops to pass time, that Soobin finally sits down and opens his messaging app to flick his members a selfie of the two of you with your luggage and sad faces to say you're on your way back. His eyebrows draw together, lips moving wordlessly as he sees how many unread texts are in the group chat. But not just normal conversation that's been going on without him, as his eyes register your name multiple times. Scrolling back, he finds the first message he hasn't seen – a link to a popular tabloid. The first thing he sees is a candid photo, definitely Beomgyu, and definitely you, though thankfully most of your face is obscured by the shadows of night as you walk from the back door of a stadium to a waiting van. Then he sees the title. The members apparently find it hilarious, but as he backs out of the group chat and sees numerous messages from management and other staff, he knows the company isn't taking it as lightly.

He clicks his phone as you sit down beside him, and despite the storm that he knows is coming, he can't help but smile at how content and loved-up you still look. He decides he'll wait to fill you in, let you enjoy the end of the trip. He himself feels like he's on a love high, his heart warming up as you thread your arm through his and drop your head to his shoulder.

written by mapofthemazeinthemirror - do not repost my work in any form

Imagine your crush Soobin walking you home from university as he always does, so sweet and considerate and you’re so soft for him. He’s all dressed up, but you have no idea he’s trying to work up the courage to finally ask you out–

But as you snap a photo for Soobin, stepping backwards to capture his lanky figure into the shot, you stumble over something—or someone… You ramble apologies to the guy you just stepped on the foot of, so embarrassed that you almost fell into the lap of someone that looks that good, even more mortified when you both look down and see the scuff marks your shoe has left on his pristine black boots. He smiles as he takes off his sunglasses to introduce himself, and just looking him in the eye makes you weak in the knees, forgetting all about your poor friend who just stands and watches awkwardly. Soobin’s heart sinks as this new guy named Taehyun asks you if you might like to get dinner with him—you pick the restaurant and he’ll pay—asking you out so easily while Soobin has been trying for years to find the courage. He smiles halfheartedly and nods when you look up at him with questioning eyes, watching you grin and wave as you walk away with your arm slung through Taehyun’s.

TXT with a vampire significant other

warnings: vampire reader, mentions of mortality?, blood not mentioned :)

note: I don't know where they come from, but the vampire thoughts keep coming! More Beomgyu x vampire reader on my 18+ nsfw blog!

☆ gender neutral

Even after you've been together a few years, you still catch Soobin admiring you as if he's smitten; your beauty and grace never wear off for him, and he still gets a little flustered and stuttery. You know he would spend every second of the rest of his life by your side, but you still want him to properly live it, not hide away with you all the time. So you let him introduce you to his friends, hard as it is for you to be around humans, and tag along to spend time with them for as long as you can stand. You find it gets easier each time, and more worth it to see your boyfriend laughing and enjoying time with his buddies.

Though Yeonjun knows you can't cry, he seems to be tuned in to your emotions. It's as if he can sense when you're upset. He knows you're older than him—though you've only given him a ballpark figure of just how many years you've seen—but, you're still his baby. He never lets you wall him out; even if you think it's too disturbing for a human to hear or he won't be able to understand, he wants to try. As the only person who knows your true nature, he wants to be someone you can open up to, tell all your secrets and fears to. He feels he can take it, because he loves you.

Beomgyu wants to hear all the stories—the real, true ones, not legends and lore that he can find on the internet that could just be foktales—and he wants to hear them from you. So many late nights are spent talking, Beomgyu mostly listening and throwing out questions and comments to your information. He listens so intently, eyes growing wider and wider, wrapping you even more around his little finger, especially when he breaks into an impressed smile during your recounts of things you've seen or done. When it's very late and Beomgyu refuses to sleep, too enthralled by the conversation, you retort to a little trickery; you gently brush your fingers through his hair over and over until his eyes start to grow heavy, continuing to talk in your quiet musical voice, until you've lulled him off into a deep sleep.

Taehyun has always been the strong one, but with his vampire partner, he often forgets that he's weaker and more vulnerable. Despite his love being immortal, he still acts in a protective way of them; walking on the side of the sidewalk on which he can shield them from threatening looking oncoming foot traffic, doing the heavier and more dangerous jobs around the house. It's natural to him. He doesn't even consider the fact that you don't need him to do these things. He won't admit it, but he's a little embarrassed that you can lift him off the ground with such ease.

Huening Kai is big and clumsy, while you are graceful and dexterous. You're always catching things he knocks over or drops before they can hit the floor, Kai apologising every time he notices your quick save. You just kiss his cheek and reassure him with a smile. The two of you are so in love, and Kai can't help but think about the future—the one where you live forever and he doesn't. It pangs his heart, the thought of you moving on and finding someone else after he's gone, and he often has nightmares about it. It takes a while for him to come clean about the context of the dreams you wake him from, and you're quick to make him understand that falling in love is not something you do often, with vampires or humans. It's just something that happened because you happened to meet him.

written by mapofthemazeinthemirror - do not repost my work in any form

Concept photos got me on my fantasy shit again

Prince Soobin and the love of his life have been thwarted by an evil wizard. While kidnapped, a spell was placed on her that if ever again she kissed her prince, he would die. The wizard then thrust her out into an unfamiliar world without magic, a cruel and unjust world where her prince might never find her – but even if he did, the wizard had written into the spell that would not know his face. Soobin and his four closest friends travelled far in search of someone who had power enough to rival that of the wizard and create a portal to this world without magic. But Soobin would have to pay a small price for this magic; he could never return to his kingdom, relinquishing the throne and losing all memory of his title and people once he stepped through the portal into the real world. He and his beloved would have to live in the world without magic for the rest of their lives, if they can find a way to each other, break the curse, and reach their happy ending.