Título: Nivally B
Capa por: manuuv
Escrita por: @Dejunossaur (Spirit Fanfics)
Em breve na plataforma Spirit Fanfics e Histórias
Título: Nivally B
Capa por: manuuv
Escrita por: @Dejunossaur (Spirit Fanfics)
Em breve na plataforma Spirit Fanfics e Histórias
Smut. Sub!IdolxDom!Reader. Filthy.
TattooArtist!Reader, Goodboy!Jeno, HeavilyTattooed!Jaemin
Part of the “Pretty little skirt” series
"Love, if you don't come out of the bathroom I won't be able to see you" My voice sounds playful, eyes pierced in affection stare at the light wood of the door leading to the bathroom, almost being able to imagine Jeno's silhouette nervously looking at his reflection in the mirror.
Jeno and I had met only a few months ago, through Jaemin who had decided to knock on the door of my tattoo parlor one autumn afternoon and with nervous eyes stared intently at me until I had finished tattooing the dragon in red ink wrapping around his left shoulder, the head of the celestial being resting with fierce eyes on the side of his neck.
Jaemin had adopted a liking to the badboy image the tattoos gave him, so time and time again, the black-haired man knocked on my door, only to leave hours later with fresh ink on his skin and a smile on his lips.
During the dozens of sessions Jaemin, against the nervousness needles still generated in him, talked non-stop about any topic that came to his mind. His studies, his dreams, his friends, his work, his hobbies, his love life, and so on.
On many occasions he would mention a guy named Jeno, who according to him was my polar opposite, and with whom he had begged me for hours to go out on a date with. I vividly remember how his lower lip formed a perfect pout when after seeing a picture of Jeno, with his sweet smile, messy black hair and mint-colored sweater that looked at least two sizes too big, I had completely refused to go out with him.
"B-but why?! A few seconds ago you seemed interested in the idea and now it's a complete no?" Jaemin's voice sounds like a squeak under the hum of my tattoo machine and when I turn the machine off and put it aside, Jaemin frowns and recoils a little.
"Jaemin, look at me" His eyes meet mine curiously and the confusion is almost palpable in the air, "Look around, then look at me. Take a good look at me..." My voice sounds serious and tired, and my fingers intertwine over my lap as I watch him look around, the black latex of the stained gloves creating an annoying sound.
"Look, I already know what you're trying to say and I'm not going to lie to you, I'd pay to see Jeno's face when he sees you arrive for that date, but he's not what you think he is. There's not an ounce of judgement in that kid, his curiosity is what drives his personality." Jaemin sounds sincere, and the smile that borders my lips after seeing him roll his eyes, mirrors his own.
"Found a brain up there?" playful voice and a grunt coming from Jaemin as he hears the machine turn on once again.
One date, douche. That's all I'll give your friend.
Fucking Na Jaemin, the pain in the ass you are today.
A nostalgic smile tugs at my lips as my mind is flooded with images of Jeno and his flushed cheeks when he saw me arrive at the cafe and remove my jacket to reveal the ink under the fabric. Bright, innocent eyes watching me intently as I told him about the designs adorning my skin.
The squeak that the hinges of the bathroom door let out when it closes makes me wake up from my momentary daydream and what my eyes see makes liquid fire run through my veins.
He talked about giving me a surprise but this.... Oh Lord...
Navy blue silk caresses the smooth skin of Jeno's thighs, the small skirt falls low on his hips, allowing me to see his abdomen in its entirety. A leather collar in the same shade encircles his throat and from it hangs a small bell adorned in a white ribbon.
My eyes go up a little higher and a gasp catches in my throat.
Silver colored eyeshadow and glitter in pearl shine adorns Jeno's eyelids, peach blush over the apples of his cheeks and a soft pink hue accompanied by a thin layer of gloss covers his half-open lips.
"What's all this, love?" my voice sounds soft in the space and too calm for what I really feel in my chest.
One and two sentences make Jeno's tongue twist, his eyes staring at me and I can see the outline of his cock grow beneath the soft fabric of his tiny skirt.
I'll have so much fun with this little bitch.
Choppy moans and gasps cut by grunts fill the space, the weight of Jeno's cock on my tongue creating a delicious warmth on the soft flesh and making me close my eyes and bury my nails on the skin of his thighs.
"I-please. Please, please, please, please, I just want to make you feel good, please..." Jeno's voice sounds desperate and breathy, tears swaying over his lashes and his fists gripping the silk of my dark sheets tightly.
A mocking laugh escapes my chest and I let the leaking tip of his cock escape my mouth with a loud pop as I stand up, making him wince. Watching him between my lashes from the angle I'm at, saliva drying on the skin of his cheeks and his chest dropping and rising rapidly under his labored breathing. A wolfish smile graces my lips and I speak softly and authoritatively in the silence of the space between his body and mine.
"Undress me" A simple command that makes Jeno rise quickly from the bed and grab desperately at the fabric of my t-shirt, pulling it tight.
"Such an eager bitch" My voice sounds louder than I expected and without looking at him I know that Jeno's eyelids are now heavier and his cheeks even more flushed.
As the last article of clothing falls to the floor, I turn around and drop onto the bed taking the position that until a few minutes ago Jeno had.
My legs spread instinctively and my fingers come in contact with my pussy lips, my fingertips slowly caressing the folds, moisture coating my fingers completely.
Jeno drops to his knees on the sheets between my legs, his ragged breathing making me chuckle.
"You want to fuck me with your big useless cock, love? Is that it?" my eyes hold his gaze, and his body twitches, shuddering between my legs.
"Yes! Yes, please..." Squeaky, choked voice. His body falls on top of mine, his arms hugging my body against his, our chests pressed together. He hides his face in the curve between my neck and shoulder, his cock lodging itself between my pussy lips, his hips moving unconsciously as he presses my hips against his. "I just want to be inside you, feel your pussy cream around my cock. Fuck... I just want to cum inside you so bad."
A sigh escapes me and I rest my palms on his shoulders, pushing him until he is kneeling once again, his hands still gripping my hips.
"Well, this is your little present, isn't it, pumpkin?" his eyes hold my gaze once more, eyes desperate and bright with unshed tears, a surge of hope flooding the chocolate shade of his irises.
I take his cock with my right hand and it twitches in my grip, Jeno lets out a choked moan closing his eyes momentarily. Slowly, with my left hand I take his hips and guide him slowly until only the soft pink tip is prodding against my entrance. His eyes drop and lock on the point where our bodies connect, a choked gasp leaving his chest as I wrap my legs around his hips and pull him in hard, forcing his cock in with a single thrust.
The girth leaves me speechless for a moment, the little dull making me whimper in a whisper which didn't go unnoticed by Jeno, his eyes watching me with a newfound confidence, his hands taking the edges of his dark skirt and lifting it up, allowing him to see how my wetness covers his cock as he establishes a slow pace but so deep I can feel it in my stomach.
His hips begin to snap against mine faster and faster, harder and harder. The bell hanging from his collar creates a desperate harmony that is accompanied by the sound of our moans and the clash of his skin against mine.
Jeno releases the silken edges of the skirt and grabs the backs of my thighs, pushing up until my knees dig against my chest. A hard thrust makes static ring in my mind and my back arches.
Jeno moans loudly and begins to pick up speed, his eyes plagued in a darkness that seems to consume me as I look into his eyes and the surprise of seeing this man who was now pounding me against the mattress be the same one who still blushed when I told him he was handsome even though we had been dating for months.
"So fucking creamy, baby..." Jeno's voice sounds muffled and this shakes me awake from my stupor, the darkness behind his eyes enough to make the rope tightening tighter and tighter in my belly snap, letting electricity course through my veins, my sight going completely blank for a few seconds.
"Baby... Baby are you with me? I need to cum, can I cum inside you? Please, please, please..." Jeno sounds strained and tense, his eyes shut tight and his hips moving erratically and awkwardly.
A single nod of my head and warmth began to flood me quickly, his hips fucking his cum even deeper, a small trickle of saliva escaping his lips and dropping onto his chest. "Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you so much..... Oh fuck, baby. Thank you..."
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It was past midnight. Taebin sat on the couch spaced out right next to Kyubin who was very into yet another nature documentary. Taebin was tired of seeing the way snakes catch the little fied mice and the way all those little fire ants carry their food from place to place. He watched all the scenes of the waterfalls and running streams, the way the rain slowly wet the lands and dropped off leaves. He watched all the animals come out during spring to mate and all the fox babies playing and chasing each other in a random grassy field. Taebin must have fell asleep at least twice. One minute the tv showed polar bear cubs learning how to catch fish and the next it showed something that Taebin could only describe as a dessert lobster.
Taebin wanted to watch something else but as he looked over at Kyubin he sighed. He knew how much Kyubin loved staying up into the wee hours of the morning watching any kind of documentary that has nature or animals in them. Last week Kyubin watched the three hour special about the ocean and all the creatures living there. It was something Kyubin loved and found so interesting and Taebin found it adorable and wanted to watch with him but always found it so boring.
Kyubin’s long legs were propped up on the coffee table which held all the bottles of iced tea and other snacks that Taebin had mostly devoured. In Kyubin’s big arms he held a bowl of popcorn that would look giant sized in Taebin’s arms. The window was still open as it was a hot summer day and Kyubin wanted some cool air to cool off their little house. Kyubin’s shorts really showed off how long his legs actually were, a little clip held Kyubin’s long hair back to show his pretty forehead that Taebin loves to kiss before bed. Taebin was also wearing shorts and a plain tee-shirt like Kyubin.
Taebin was staring at the way Kyubin was so ingrossed in the program that he jumped when he realized Kyubin’s eyes came into contact with his. It didn’t matter how many times they had locked eyes Taebin always blushed when Kyubin’s dark brown eyes looked into his. Taebin’s heart never failed to flutter his stomach was never short of butterflies whenever he looked at Kyubin.
“What?” Kyubin asked smiling. Kyubin’s eyes stayed on Taebin’s. Taebin struggled to open his mouth to say something. He held his breath and snatched a piece of popcorn from the bowl. Smiling to himself Kyubin went back to watching the documentary while Taebin couldn’t get his heart to stop beating so fast. If Taebin turned the fan on would it look suspicious? Why is the fan on? Oh just embarrassed from how easily I get flustered because I’m madly in love with you Kyubin. Taebin thought to himself. He slowly let out his breath and scooted right into Kyubin’s bubble wasting no time to grab his right hand and hold it in his.
Taebin snuggled closer into Kyubin and this time payed attention to the baby bunnies playing and the salmon swimming up stream and the birds flying in whatever formation they wanted and the bats leaving the cave at night to catch bugs and avoiding other night creatures. Taebin focused on Kyubin’s documentaries now because he knew how much Kyubin loved them and he also knew how much he loved being in the same space as Kyubin. Taebin also loved how much he still got butterflies in his stomach after all the years of them being together. Watching documentaries with Kyubin was worth it because Taebin was still to this day very much in love with Kyubin.
This one just came out of nowhere and I really wanted to write a Taebin fic. Ion know if this counts as a drabble or not so I didn’t tag drabbles. Anyway, it’s not the first Taebin fic I wanted to write my other ones in my drafts. Anyway I thought it was cute. For some reason if feels weird to write Onlyoneof fics that the reader is a female like if it’s specifically an ooo member and a female reader that seems strange to me like all my ooo thoughts are gay anyway honestly so this just feels more comfortable to me? Also because I love Taebin supremacy.
YEOSANG || RACE YA
Word count: 762
Genre: Fluff, Suggestive, Crack
Warnings: Making out, dirty talk?
Notes: You and Yeosang go for a sweet night swim. Should be wholesome and harmless right?
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You and Yeosang have been dating for a little over a year now. Today was going to be marked as one of the hottest days recorded for Seoul. You and Yeosang were lucky enough to be stuck in the studio all day because of the boys having their new comeback soon.
Finishing around 10:00 pm, the weather started to cool down, but not enough to not sweat. Yeosang suggested that he goes to your house since you have a lovely pool.
"So you wanna come to mine for a pool and not to see your girlfriend!!" You joked at him as he becomes flustered.
"I no I didn't mean it like that It's just I-I..."
"Ahh Yeo I get it don't worry, I was teasing." You give him a peck on his cheek before entering the elevator.
"Come on honey let's go swimming already." You haven't been home for 5 minutes and Yeosang is already whining. You chuckle at him saying you still need to put on swimmers first. He rolls his eyes at your words knowing he has to wait even longer.
You head off to your bedroom to find your swimsuit. Starting to remove your shirt and shorts off, leaving you in your black lace lingerie set. Reaching over to unclasp your bra, a large hand grabs your waist spinning you around you fall onto the bed with a thud.
You adjust yourself to find Yeosang was inches from you, his face right next to yours.
"Yeo I'm trying to put my swimmers on".
"You're taking so long, just swim like that princess." He whispers in your ear, giving your lob a nibble. You melt over his actions, always managing to put such an effect on you.
"Yeo..." He leans up to look at you, with a smile on his face.
"Race ya." He pecks your cheek, before getting up to run down the hall.
"Hey!!" You yell, soon catching down his route towards the backyard.
"Get back here Yeosang!!" You laugh out making him chuckle in return. You finally enter the pool area and see Yeo already perched at the top of the pool slide.
"Come on, come get me beautiful." he sends out a low growl. You hop onto the ladder, starting to climb but before you could grab the male, he was already sliding into the water.
You take your place on the slide quick, readying to slide down. Yeosang pops his head out of the water, the world went in slow motion, running his fingers through his wet hair. His white shirt he neglected to take off now stuck to his body. You blush at the sight you are gifted, Yeosang soon notices that and starts to laugh at your expression. You snap back to the real world, blushing like crazy at his laughter, gripping the edges of the slide.
"What's wrong baby girl?" Afraid to get...wet?" He smirks clicking his tongue while flicking water towards you. You grind your teeth making a low noise at him.
"Ha-Ha very funny." You laugh sarcastically at him, letting go of the slide, finally hitting the cold water. It hit you like ice, cold. But relaxing. You came up wiping the water from your eyes. Blurry vision coming clear you spot Yeosang swimming away from you, laughing.
"I'll get you!!" You yell, swimming after him with all your strength, but he was too fast. You manage to touch the ground of the pool, as you were now in the shallow end, finally reach up to him, you jump onto his back
"Gottcha!" You scream, laughing. He laughs as he spins you so you are now in front of him. You pull your arms around his neck, looking into his eyes.
"Well, well. My darling finally caught up. Should you get a prize." He smirks, licking his lips. He gives you a slow kiss, letting his tongue slip into your mouth. You let a small whimper, making him grin at the sound. Pushing you to the step where your body just sits out of the water. You wrap your legs around his waist.
"You're so gorgeous, baby girl." He breaks the kiss, lifting his shirt over himself, letting you stare at his bare chest.
"And you're my gorgeous baby boy." You kiss his neck, feeling his chest rise and fall under your touch.
"Mmm, you know my weakness." He groans.
"Let's go finish this inside hmm?" You nibble his ear slowly backing yourself away from him. He lets out a huff at the loss of contact.
"Come on." You peck his nose. "I'll race ya."
tattered shoe box - hhj
Her eyes shut tightly, as if closing them would dissipate the incessant pounding in her head. Clutching her phone, she looks at the screen which brightly reads 5:06pm.
The bus is crowded. It’s a Wednesday, dreaded. A weary silence hovers the bus and faint sighs interrupt occasionally. She opens her eyes and looks through the fingerprint tatted window, passively staring as cars pass by.
Finish rough draft of proposal by tomorrow!!!!!!! Her phone reads. She stares at the reminder, her eyes bore into her phone as if doing so would finish the task.
She pushes a button next to her window as her stop approaches. Sleepily she clutches the handle of her tote tightly as she stands to make her exit. The days pass her by like a herd of cattle, only able to differentiate them by the number. She’s tired today, nothing new. With sleep on her mind, she relies on her feet’s muscle memory to take her home.
The moment she walks in she’s greeted by a sympathetic smile. “You look awful...” Says her sister from behind the counter.
She smiles back apologetically and takes a seat near the cafe’s window.
The air reeks of coffee and she frowns at the stack of styrofoam cups scattered on one of the round tables. The light inside is bright but warm which helps soothe her tired eyes. But her body still aches. The pain, she concludes, is beyond physical.
Her sister notices and with the urgency to comfort, she approaches with what looks like a fruity concoction. The girl takes a sip and there’s a minuscule sparkle in her weary eyes. “What is this?” She asks faintly.
“Raspberry peach mint tea but I also added the grapefruit and lemon syrup to add a little more flavor.”
She gives her sister a thumbs up and instantaneously the sound of chimes echo throughout the cafe. Their heads both turn to the front door as a frantic man heads to the first empty table he spots where he messily looks through his battered briefcase.
The two girls look away to respect what looks like a painful panic.
The sound of wrinkling papers and agitated groans stops momentarily and a soft voice squeezes out, “Hello? Is anyone working right now.”
Her sister dashes behind the counter and sends her signature work smile, “Yes! Sir what can I get you today?”
“Iced Americano please.”
She looks at him. He’s tall, slender, and clean looking. He looks like he smells nice.
But as if his presence triggers it, her thoughts carefully tread to her old tattered shoe box tucked beneath her bed. The subject itself is touchy- an old box of random sentimental trinkets containing one specific piece of paper with the man at the cash register’s face plastered on it.
“Thanks. It’s been a long day.” He tells her sister as he grabs his receipt.
Sentiment and nostalgia brim her eyes and she can feel a salty trickle down her cheek. The man looks at her and his eyes tell that he knows exactly what is running through her mind. Regardless, she stays quiet and embarrassingly wipes away her now straggled tears. The man looks hesitant, but some unsolicited courage drags his feet to her table. “Do you mind?” He asks pointing to the empty seat in front of her, a mixture of fear and hope echo through his words.
She nods, “You’re-”
“How?” “You know, I didn’t die right?”
“I know but...you disappeared.” He nods this time.
Her body is struggling with an unhealthy mixture of shock and fatigue. When she was 20 she had a premonition, one she wished to prove wrong.
Daily Texts With BF! Sehun
Slightly NSFW in the last one!
I miss Sehun :(
And Chanyeol :(
And literally every exo member :(
But like I need Sehun content pls
título: Ser humano ou anjo
🖇 edição feita dia 19/06/21
📌 capa feita para o blog @stellaruniverse
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pairing: san x seosang
yeosang mumbled to himself while staring at his computer screen. he took a quick sip of his cappuccino and shook his head.
"nope. it doesn't sound genuine enough," he sighed in disbelief and tapped the backspace key a few times to clear out the words he had typed.
waking up at three in the morning with a house full of seven crack heads is the worst decision yeosang has ever made. he would sit in his room writing a fanfic about two male kpop idols being a couple. he wouldn't talk about it to anyone. not even to wooyoung, his roommate.
the blonde yawned out of boredom and being tired and lightly scratched his cheek. looked at the time on the corner of his computer screen.
"three thirty-eight... and i still haven't posted anything in my writing account for a month, except for silly life updates," yeosang complained then closed his laptop and set it under his bed.
"i'm going to grab something to eat really quick. i'm hungry. maybe get another cup of cappuccino while i'm at it."
he quietly left the room and tip-toed to the kitchen. once yeosang made it there, he opened the cabinet of snacks and grabbed his two packs of dried, sea salted seaweed. he opened the other cabinet that was filled with coffee mugs of all kind. some being LGBT and BT21.
yeosang grabbed the shooky mug and set it on the kitchen counter. he opened the bin of coffee beans and poured a cup into the coffee machine, thankful that it wasn't empty. seonghwa and mingi went out grocery shopping recently and hongjoong, san, and wooyoung restocked everything after their necessary walmart run.
while turning on the grinding button, he heard soft taps from the hallway. a tired groaned followed by it.
"sangie," a voice groaned, sounding a little annoyed from the coffee machine being on, "we can't have coffee until six. what are you doing up at this time?"
yeosang looked over his shoulder to san. san was his best friend for five years and his lover for six months. the two met in high school months before graduation and college orientation. san was never the one to make fun of yeosang, unless he's done something weird or being effortlessly funny towards the roommates, and he can let someone be themselves.
he cleared his throat and added water to the boiling water kettle, making a cup for himself.
"i can't sleep. once i'm up, i have to do something like making coffee," the blonde simply answered, cautiously pouring water into the grinded coffee and mixing it with a spoon.
"it's been like for years. i tried counting sheep, but i am an adult. none of that crap works unless it's booze."
san let out a quiet chuckle and took a seat at the kitchen counter.
"well, you have me. you could've just asked for some cuddles. we all know you don't drink. you're a light weight for fuck sakes," he reminded.
"you never had a drink before. not even a fake daiquiri."
"and i don't plan to any time soon. i will forever be an uber to all of you drinkers, including jongho," the older added then stretched and rolled his shoulders while the coffee was brewing into the coffee jar.
"ouch. that hurts my feelings, sangie," san teased, getting up from the stool and walking over to the male. he circled his arms on yeosang's waist and swayed him to side to side, smiling fondly.
a deep red blush covered yeosang's face. he could feel one of san's hands going under his shirt, and his thumb gently pressed against yeosang's nipple, which caused him to let out a soft gasp and closed his eyes.
"s-san, baby, what're you — w-we can't. not right n-now," he whispered helplessly while san placed soft kisses on his neck and shoulder.
"please, yeosang. it's been weeks that we've done it. you've been avoiding me for too long, baby," the other whispered back.
the black and red haired male turned off the coffee machine and pressed his body against yeosang, his chest touching his back as his other hand pulled yeosang's pink lace panties down to his lower thighs. san scooped him up and took him to his bedroom, his foot pushing the door closed once they were in.
the two began making out passionately. yeosang's back against the wall while san held his wrists pin above his head with hand. yeosang moaned when felt precum dripping out of his tip.
"sannie, please, please," he whispered through the kiss as san pulled away to take yeosang's shirt off and cover his chest with hickeys and bites.
"come on, bunny. speak to me. what do you want me to do?"
yeosang felt chills going down on his back from the pet name. he has always been san's bunny. he was hardly a brat in the bed, unless he was impatient with the teasing.
"touch me, please. i need you inside me, san," he begged, rolling his hips against his boyfriend's.
"can i ride you, please? i've been good all day."
san groaned softly from the friction and nodded his head as his reply. how could he say no to an idea like that? what yeosang wants is what yeosang gets.
the couple pulled away and lied down on the bed. yeosang hurriedly took off san's sweatpants and boxers and handed him the condom. he stood on his patiently while san tore the package with his teeth and carefully slipped on the condom.
"are you prepped, bunny," he asked while yeosang sat on his lap and placed his hands on san's chest, straddling him.
"yes, i am. only for you, san."
"good job, bun. you're going to take my cock so well. you won't be walking for a week," san praised, making yeosang bite on his bottom at the idea.
yeosang positioned his hole to san's big cock and slowly slid down, letting out a broken moan. his nails dug onto san's skin while adjusting to his size. san held his waist and groaned at the friction.
maybe san was right. no. he was definitely. yeosang has been avoiding his and san's sexual needs for too long. all the working and errand runnings have took up so much of their time. they'll have to make it up by this and possibly going to breakfast and dinner.
"so tight ~ start moving, babe ~"
and yeosang did what he was told. he rode and bounced on san's cock like there was no tomorrow. the cal king size mattress squeaked, and head board thud against the wall over and over.
the two men were a hot mess. both of their sweaty bodies grinding up against each other, slobbily kissing and leaving marks on their skin that wouldn't leave in a day or two. san flipped yeosang and thrusted deeper inside him. his cock going in and out of yeosang's turning him on more and more till san hit yeosang's prostate.
"right there! right there, san! oh fuck~ 'm cumming," yeosang screamed in pure bliss, close to his orgasm.
a knot form inside san's stomach, and his thrusts became sloppy after giving yeosang permission. he came on his chest and stomach, tears staining the bed sheets. he spasm and panted softly. san pulled out and came into the condom.
"fuck... that was so great, honey. you did so well. let's get cleaned up before hyung catches us."
san and yeosang slept in that morning, cuddling under the sheets and wearing new pajamas. the sun's ray seeped through the curtains. yeosang groggily opened his eyes and rubbed the sleep off his eyes. his brown orbs stared at san, who was peacefully asleep and had his arms on his waist.
"such a cutie," he whispered and heard a knock on the door.
yeosang slipped out of san's arms and stretched and cracked his knuckles. he walked to the door and opened it just to see jongho with a smug smirk.
"you forgot these panties, hyung," the youngest teased, holding the evidence in a plastic bag.
"i don't know if you know, but i'll say once for you horn dogs. these walls can talk. we heard every little thing."
yeosang blushed in embarrassment and sucked in his teeth. he grabbed his panties and closed the door. he rolled his eyes and turned to see san waking up and getting out of the bed.
"was that jongho? that little shit," san mumbled and sighed.
"where should we go for breakfast, bunny? it's on me today. "
"it doesn't matter. i just wanna spend time with you this week and next. forever actually."
Céus , roubaram uma capa minha e usaram para jogar hate . Justo a única que não tinha meu user . Agora devem tá pensando que sou a responsável pelo hater .
Tô rindo de nervosa
↪︎ ex boyfriend! seonghwa x fem reader. road trip au, there’s only one bed cliché, angst, fluff (tiny bit of reader x yeosang).
↪︎ wc: 4.2k
↪︎ warnings: feelings of jealousy, talks of a break-up, angst. unedited (pls cut me some slack, i haven’t written in a while). also i’m sorry if it’s formatted weirdly, my writing app is a bit of a mess to copy and paste.
↪︎ a/n: this was something i had in mind for a while and i hope you’ll like it! it got very long, when it was supposed to be a little drabble but oh well. please please send me some feedback, i’ll really appreciate it!♡
“You’re going to rot your brain with those fantasy novels,” Seonghwa said as soon as he opened the door of the vehicle. The annoyed gaze he gave you would have been a little softer, had he not needed to twist his arm through the driver’s window when you refused to unlock the door for him.
“At least I still have a brain to rot,” you answered, turning the page and planting your feet with more strength on the floor of the vehicle as he tried to move them to throw his stuff inside. It was childish and immature, and both of you were well aware of it, yet you couldn’t seem to stop.
Just a couple months before, your interactions couldn’t have been anymore different than this. Two months before, Seonghwa would hold your hand as you two walked down the street to your favorite café for an afternoon together. Two months prior, you spent nights awake talking about all of the things you would do on this road trip and how it would help you get even closer—if that was even possible—because it would be Seonghwa and you against the world, or your annoying friends, which was pretty much the same if you had to be locked in a SUV with them for five hours each day.
You should have taken the car with San and Yeosang, but you let Hongjoong talk you out of it, saying Jinah, his new girlfriend, could use some female company, not just him and grumpy Seonghwa giving Hongjoong dirty looks for making him ride in the back.
“Move y/n, it’s hot out here,” Seonghwa said again with an annoyed sigh, “Please?”
“See, that wasn’t so hard,” you gave him a fake smile that he returned after a scoff. “It’s good when you use manners. Makes you a good little boy.”
“Oh shut up,” he scowled, sinking in the seat next to you. Stupid SUV with its stupid broken right door, stupid Hongjoong, stupid… stupid trip. Seonghwa thought regret would come a little later, not the moment he climbed into the car, and sat next to you.
He promised himself he would deal with it. That he could. How hard was it to take a summer trip with your ex? Of course he hadn’t considered the ride, or the fact that he would be surrounded by all of the friends he had in common with said ex, all of them giving both the side-eye and the small ‘this must be so awkward for you’ mouth twitch.
“Everyone ready?” Hongjoong questioned as he popped his head through the driver’s window, his sunglasses sliding to the tip of his nose.
“We’re not 13 year olds,” you replied, not looking up from the book on your lap. “Also we were supposed to leave exactly 40 minutes ago.”
“Jinah had some things left to pack,” Hongjoong pushed his sunglasses back up, taking a deep breath. “But we’ll be on our way in no time, y/n, come on.”
Come on, you promised.
“Of course,” you offered him a tense smile, “I hope you at least play some good music.”
As if on cue, Seonghwa pulled his earphones out of the pocket of his shorts. You rolled your eyes but bit your tongue.
‘It’s just five hours…’ you thought, ‘Yes, and then it’s a whole week stuck with him.’
So much for telling everyone it had been a clean break-up.
‘Irreconcilable differences’. You’d seen the words in a hundred celebrity divorce announcements and they always seemed stupid, but you couldn’t find in yourself to explain what had happened to your relationship with Seonghwa. Not when your break-up had happened the night before and that same afternoon he’d returned some of the stuff you left at his house, expecting you to do the same.
“The quicker this is over, the better,” he said, holding out a cardboard box with CD’s and a couple crumpled t-shirts, on top of which rested a polaroid of one of the best dates you ever had with him. And he was handing it back like it was nothing, he hadn’t even called.
“You’re right,” you let him inside your own apartment and told him he had fifteen minutes to pick out his stuff and leave. He took eight. And when he left, you cried a lot more than you’d admit to your friends who kept looking at you like you were a glass ballerina, fragile and on the verge of breaking. Like a simple flick of Seonghwa’s fingers would leave you in pieces.
But this was good, you would show everyone that you were not broken. It was offensive how everyone thought otherwise and you would prove them wrong. This was the perfect chance to do so.
“Sorry for making everyone wait!” Jinah appeared on the other side of the car, a bright, unknowing smile on her face. “Oh, y/n I’m so glad you decided to ride with us! I was a little worried that—”
“Let’s get going!” Hongjoong cut her off, making himself busy with climbing in his seat and checking the mirrors, catching a glimpse of the glare you gave him through the rearview mirror. “We’ll have so much fun,” he muttered. “So much fun.”
“If you keep reading at that pace you’ll have nothing to do for the rest of the trip,” Hongjoong still observed you every now and then through the mirror. As if he expected to catch you and Seonghwa pinching each other like children trying to bother each other. But Seonghwa had his earphones on and his eyes closed, determined on ignoring everyone and everything around him.
“I have a kindle,” you replied, gesturing to the back of the car where the little tablet was coddled within your clothes. “Plus, it’s only getting good! They just figured out the curse has no loophole...” you let your voice fade away with the music, taking Jinah’s hint as she turned the volume up by at least four lines.
Seonghwa opened one eye just to see how you closed your mouth and returned to turning pages. Your enthusiasm dying away with the horrible song Jinah had chosen.
You took your own headphones out, that was enough of putting up with Jinah’s music then, if she wasn’t willing to let you talk for two minutes.
You had fallen asleep barely fifteen minutes before when you were startled awake. It took you a minute to gather your surroundings, the back of the car, Seonghwa next to you a lot more alert than you’d left him and Jinah almost crushing his legs with her seat, sleeping soundly.
You realized it was harder to know where you were because the car was dark. You hadn’t even been driving for that long, it couldn’t been night already.
“It would be best if you pulled up in the next stop, Hongjoong.” Seonghwa advised, looking out the window. A storm was pouring right above you and the road was barely visible, the wipers couldn’t keep up with the rain.
“Yeah, I will,” Hongjoong promised through gritted teeth. The tension evident on his grip on the steering wheel.
A flashing neon sign reading ‘vacancy’ greeted you as Hongjoong turned into the parking lot a few moments later. He turned the car off, letting the sign be the only light making your faces visible.
“We could eat something while the storm passes,” you suggested, pointing behind you to the diner right across the motel. At least the stop wasn’t deserted: A motel, a diner and a small convenience store crammed together was always a good sign. Right?
“Let’s do that,” Hongjoong nodded, “We can’t keep going like this.”
“I’m sure it’ll pass soon,” Seonghwa said but not even he believed that. The clouds were knit together, all different hues of grey and black, highlighted by lightning.
You turned on your seat, reaching for your bag to get a jacket out. Seonghwa did the same, silently pulling your stuff before his own.
“Thanks,” you muttered, looking at him only barely.
“No problem.” he shrugged
Honjoong woke Jinah up while Seonghwa dragged their bags and pushed yours back for them to get sweaters. After a few minutes you ran to the diner under the rain, feeling like a wet dog as you scooted inside the booth.
Seonghwa dragged himself to sit next to you as Jinah beat him to the other side by shamelessly pushing him out of the way.
“It’ll just be a minute,” you chuckled, still looking outside as the parking lot started flooding. You weren’t really sure you were talking to anyone but yourself, though. “And then we’ll be on our way again.”
But as the four of you ate cold fries and drank thick milkshakes in silence, later switching to coffee and stale cookies, the storm grew stronger and the day faded away to welcome the night and the full moon.
“We should probably just spend the night here,” Jinah dropped her cookie on the empty cup. “We’ll get going in the morning, I promise to be on time.” this time she looked at you.
Maybe you shouldn’t have commented on how you would have avoided the rain if you had left Hongjoong’s house on time.
You eyed the motel from your seat, the ‘vacancy’ sign still glowing. “You’re right.”
“It’s part of the adventure,” Hongjoong added with a smile. Everything was going good so far, there was nothing to worry about. One night wouldn’t kill him, or you... or Seonghwa. Jinah was certainly the one who cared the less about the obvious tension, and Hongjoong was really thankful for it.
“Can you take care of the rooms?” you called to Hongjoong as you ran to the motel. “Seonghwa and I will get our bags,”
“Sure!” your friend screamed back, pushing his girlfriend softly inside the building.
In silence, you got each one’s bags from the SUV and walked back to the building completely soaked. You didn’t trust motel bathrooms, but a shower would be very nice. Plus, what could be worse than getting in the bed still feeling like a wet dog?
“Here’s your key,” Jinah dangled the key from the red keychain in front of your face. “We’re right next to each other.”
“Good,” you smiled, closing your hand around it and waiting for her to give another key to Seonghwa, but she didn’t. Instead she grabbed her bag from your hand and pointed to the stairs. “Joong?”
“There were only two rooms available,” Hongjoong started quickly, “Um, listen—“
“Why don’t we stay together, then?” you took a step towards Jinah. “It makes more sense that way.”
Seonghwa didn’t so much as move as you defended your case.
“I’m fine like this,” Jinah shrugged, “Plus, what’s wrong? It’s not like you haven’t slept with Seonghwa like a million times.”
The heat that creeped to your cheeks could have been both embarassment or anger, but you were leaning towards the latter.
“y/n is right, why don’t we just stay together, Hongjoong?” Seonghwa looked suspiciously flustered as well, but with a shake of his head, he regained the serious mask.
“No,” Jinah gripped her key tighter, “I’ve had to settle a lot today, I’m not giving you this too.”
Without another word, she grabbed Hongjoong’s hand and rushed to the stairs.
“After you, then,” Seonghwa gestured, his eyes closed as he fought back a headache once again. This was terrible, all the he could do was pray that there were two beds, but of course he wasn’t so lucky and neither were you.
The room was small, with the double bed in the middle. A small table on either side and a chair by the door, plus the bathroom.
Of course, of course this had to happen.
“Listen, I’ll take a shower and then we’ll figure it out.” you didn’t give Seonghwa time to reply as you rushed to the bathroom, locking the door behind you and cursing under your breath around a thousand times.
“I’m going to the store,” he called from outside, “Need anything?”
“No, thank you,” you muttered, already turning the shower on.
With a towel wrapped around your head, you looked at the bed. There was no way you could sleep on it with Seonghwa, there was, obviously, no double mattress. The chair made your neck hurt just by looking at it and there was absolutely no way Seonghwa would agree to sleep in it, and neither would you.
“I need a shower too,” Seonghwa announced as soon as he crossed the door. “I got you this,” he tossed a chocolate bar to the bed.
“I told you I didn’t want anything,” you eyed the candy and he shrugged.
“You didn’t need anything. But you’re always up for snacks when you’re mad, especially at me.”
“I’m not mad at you— you know what, just get in the shower.”
Seonghwa let out a short laugh before locking himself up in the bathroom. Of course you were mad at him, lately you always were.
Maybe if you had tried harder to strike a conversation with Jinah she would have agreed to sleep in the same room as you. But every time you attempted to speak to her, she turned the music up, turned her face away to avoid eye-contact or blatantly ignored you.
Seonghwa found you sitting on the chair by the door, your book open in your lap and the towel resting on your shoulders.
“I’ll just sleep in the car,” he said shaking his head, making droplets fly all around.
“And then you’ll blame me for the stiff neck you’re going to get,” you scoffed.
“Then what do you suggest?” he rolled his eyes.
“Just keep your side of the bed, Seonghwa. Or I swear I’ll light this room on fire.”
Seonghwa let out a laugh. “I believe you,”
You continued to ignore each other for a good hour as he charged his phone and surfed through the channels the small tv had. Neither of you wanted to be the first one to get inside the bed, and you had almost challenged yourself to stay awake all night, but you still had a long drive ahead the next day and if you stayed awake, you were sure Seonghwa would too. You couldn’t get through another six hours of silence in this room.
“Good night,” Seonghwa murmured as he got on the bed, next to you.
“Night,” you muttered back turning your back on him as he did the same.
One hour passed, and then another and you couldn’t sleep. Judging by the blueish glow on his side, Seonghwa was awake too.
“What’s your book about?” he finally spoke, turning to look at the ceiling. His shifiting pulled you slightly to his side and you almost jumped out of bed.
“Why do you want to know?”
“You’re always up for talking about the books you’re reading. And you can’t sleep. Just— humor me.”
“It might rot your brain if I tell you,” you sighed, looking at him from the corner of your eye.
“I didn’t mean that,” Seonghwa clicked his tongue. “I’m sorry.”
“y/n, just tell me anything,”
“So I can put you to sleep?”
“Please,” he scoffed. It was true that lately he would look for a fight just to get something out of you. Something that would make him remember why he had been dumb enough to break up with you.
“It’s about a cursed prince. He took the crown when he wasn’t supposed to because he was overly ambicious and lowkey evil, so he turned into a giant snake. His girl is currently looking for a way to turn it around, but apparently there isn’t one and people aren’t happy about having a giant snake as a ruler.”
“And do you like him? Are you rooting for him?”
“He could be worse,” you chuckled, “He’s far less annoying as a snake.”
“Wouldn’t we all be?”
“You would,” you turned to see the side of his face this time and caught him smiling. “But I also think you’d eat everyone just for the sake of it.”
“If they annoyed me I would,” Seonghwa admitted, “And then I’d say I don’t remember anything at all.”
“Of course. You are good at forgetting the damage.”
“What else?” he bit the inside of his cheek, knowing exactly what you meant but refusing to act on it.
“I don’t know. The girl’s father is planning on taking the kingdom if she doesn’t find a solution to the snake problem and there’s this other guy who likes the girl, they might be good together.”
“But the girl doesn’t love him, right? If she’s still looking after the prince?”
You yawned. “Who knows? She might. Who likes a snake who forgets the damage?”
“Wait so she does?”
The moment you turned your back on him, your eyes already closed, Seonghwa reached for his phone on the nighstand. It wasn’t so much about needing to know about the book as it was about looking for an excuse to continue this conversation in the morning. So he googled the book around ten times with the description you’d given him until he found it, and spent the rest of the night awake, with the white glow of an e-book illuminating his face while you slept next to him.
“What are you doing awake so early?” you muttered, rubbing your face with your palm. It was 6:45 in the morning, and you agreed to meet Hongjoong and Jinah at 7:30 which knowing the girl, would become 9:00.
Seonghwa locked his phone and rubbed his red and slightly swollen eyes. “I’m dying to get breakfast,” he replied, pushing the covers aside. “I’m just going to wash my face.”
“Are you okay?” you called, but he had already locked the bathroom door.
It wasn’t the first time he thought about it. There had been plenty of times in the past two months when he’d found himself thinking about calling you to tell you what he’d done that day, when he almost ordered two coffees because you always stole his, when he saw the poster of a new movie and reminded himself that if he went to the cinema at all, he’d be going alone. But it was different, it was a lot more difficult if he had you waking up next to him.
Seonghwa had buried each of those thoughts deep in his brain and even deeper in his heart. It had been a clean break-up, he told himself too. A mutual decision because you weren’t compatible anymore. Because... because he was an idiot, he was a snake.
“Do you want to go with me?” he asked, yawning.
“Are you sure?” you had already changed and pretended to watch TV, but it was mostly background noise as you texted Yeosang who was in his morning run around the beach. The same beach you should be at in that moment.
“Let’s just go,” he grabbed the key from the nightstand and rushed out of the room.
You knocked on Hongjoong’s room to ask them to go for breakfast but Jinah yelled to go away, so you caught up with Seonghwa downstairs. He locked his phone again as he saw you approach, before leading the way to the diner.
“Did you get any sleep at all?” you questioned while he chugged the whole cup of coffee down.
“I didn’t mean it when I said I’d set the room on fire,” you raised your eyebrows.
“I was reading,” he admitted then, expectant of your reaction. “Your book.”
You laughed. “Wait, really?”
“I was curious,” Seonghwa said, calling for the waitress again to fill his coffee. “I wanted to know about the curse thing. You never said the girl was looking for the cure although the prince left her.”
“Details,” you mused casually, taking a sip of your own coffee. “Maybe that’s why she should be with the other guy.”
You couldn’t believe he’d spent all night reading the book. If he had listened to your recommendations just once while you were dating, you would have probably cried, but he never did, not until now and this hadn’t even been a recommendation. He had tried to use you as a lullaby and even then he hadn’t slept.
“Or not,” he shot quickly, “I don’t think she should.”
“We’ll see, I guess,” you smiled at the waitress as she placed what you ordered in front of you. “But it’s nice you’re reading it.”
See this is what you meant. Of course you could get along with your ex. It had been a clean break-up and it would be a clean rebuild. You were already proving your point, you were perfectly fine, just like Seonghwa had always been.
“I’m starving!” Jinah yelled as she approached your booth. “That looks so good, y/n!”
“It is,” you smiled, “Sorry for waking you up, but I’m glad you caught up with us so soon.”
“I already made us late yesterday, we should hurry.”
You were glad she was on a better mood than yesterday, because you were too. Hongjoong sat next to Seonghwa, not before looking between the two of you and how civilized everything seemed to be.
“Look at this picture Yeosang sent me!” you exclaimed, shaking your phone in front of their faces, only stopping so Jinah could get a good look at it first.
The sunrise on the beach, in a strange angle since Yeosang’s face was in first plain. A wide smile on his face.
“Ughhhh,” Jinah whined, “We should be there already!”
“I know right? He’s trying to torture us.”
There were still some clouds in the sky, but the sun seemed to be willing to fight to show his face. You didn’t want to wait and find out if he’d win the battle. You wanted the beach and the warmth, and of course, the comfort of San’s summer home.
“Did he call you too?” Seonghwa asked Hongjoong while Jinah and you still gushed about Yeosang’s picture and what you’d do at the beach once you got there.
Hongjoong denied with his head, mouth full of pancakes. “I only talked to San yesterday. A quick chat you know how...” Hongjoong trailed off as Seonghwa’s attention drifted from him to you, and what you were doing: The way you smiled at the camera as Jinah tried to photobomb your selfie, one that Seonghwa knew was directed to Yeosang.
It never bothered him before. At least not enough because the selfies you took with him behind you either distracted or ignoring your camera, always ended up in the group chat. But this one was for Yeosang.
“We should get going,” he announced, “We might catch another storm if we don’t hurry.”
The three of you agreed, finishing your coffees hurriedly before leaving the money on the center of the table.
“I can drive,” you offered, opening your palm to Hongjoong. “We’ll switch in an hour or so, if you want.”
“Sure,” he nodded, “Just be careful?”
“Shotgun!” Jinah called and ran to the passenger seat before anyone could argue. “What music do you like y/n?”
You looked at Hongjoong who shrugged. Neither had any idea of the 180˚ change she’d had overnight but you weren’t about to question it.
“By the time we get there I may be finished with the book,” Seonghwa said as you climbed in your seat and he still stood in the pavement.
“If you spoil me that book, I’ll set you on fire. Plus, you should probably take a nap, you look awful.”
“You’re welcome,” you closed the door as he stepped away and then went inside the vehicle, next to Hongjoong. “Let me just text Yeosang we’re on our way, he’s a bit paranoid about the highway being wet.”
Seonghwa tried to catch your eye through the rearview mirror, but you didn’t look back.
“Are you sure you don’t have feelings for y/n anymore?” San had asked a week before. “I don’t want it to be awkward for anyone during the trip, I can’t ask either of you to not go but... maybe it would be best if...”
Seonghwa clicked his tongue. “Of course not. We’re good. I’m good, and I wouldn’t miss the trip for the world.”
“Alright,” San patted his shoulder, a smile on his lips. “No grudges or anything right?”
“Who do you think I am?” Seonghwa had laughed. Of course he didn’t have any grudges, he didn’t feel anything negative towards you.
But as he saw you laugh at your phone once again before finally putting it down, he knew he hadn’t considered another feeling: jealousy. And maybe, he also hadn’t considered San wasn’t asking for you, or for himself, he had asked him for Yeosang.
Because if Seonghwa had turned into the snake, what did that make Yeosang, then?
“What are you thinking?” Hongjoong asked in a low voice, his eyebrows furrowed.
“That nobody likes snakes.” Seonghwa rubbed his temple with two fingers.
‘And that I still love y/n,’ he bit back the words, feeling mortified and stupid wasn’t like him, because he loved to think he never fucked up.
But he had fucked up, and you had slipped right through his fingers.
Sneak peek of green looks good on you. A Jin one shot but exo and Sehun is mentioned
You felt the heat flush from your body onto your face. You must have been red as a tomato right now. “ohhh so this is what you do while I’m gone?” Jin placed his hand on your bare thigh. The only thing you had on for bed were panties and an Exo t-shirt. “Yes, Seojun just went to bed and I decided to catch up on some stuff. I missed you Jinnie.” Jin’s large hand began rubbing on your thigh. “I hope you didn’t have a hard time with our son and it doesn’t seem like you missed me much.” He continued looking at the screen, your eyes scanned his face and body.
“Seojun was good. He is always good once I get him on a set schedule it will be even better. I did miss you, what makes you say I didn’t?” you straddle his lap, the shirt rising some, exposing your black lace panties. You knew where this conversation was going and he rarely got jealous but when he did green looked so good on him. “You don’t see me on top of you?” You ran your hands through his long hair. Seokjin had a weak spot whenever anyone touched his hair who knew such an innocent act turned him on.
Seokjin’s eyes closed and he briefly relished in the moment. “Well first of all look at who you are watching on your laptop and the shirt you are wearing to bed. I saw how you watched the screen and blushed.” He was back on topic quickly. I knew I wouldn’t be let off easily.
Coming July 10th.
Female reader x Yoon sanha ft Astro members
Summary: y/n gets jealous when Sanha shares his first kiss scene on his new drama
This was requested on my Instagram (@minthyuk202523) so this is fictional. Every sanha biased here I hope y’all won’t cancel me for writing a kiss scene au since he’s rumored to play in a new drama irl🤓♥️ love y’all.
“Y/n, aren’t you excited? Your boyfriend’s drama is finally airing today.” Bin asks as you grab the big popcorn bowl from the counter and go back to have a sit near Sanha. -“Of course I am. I’m proud of you, you know that, right?” You turn your head to Sanha, making sure you have a fake smile plastered on your face.
You were the most proud person of him, but you couldn’t help being jealous he has a kissing scene with a girl who is not you. So you smiled through the pain your heart been through for all this time, and you know that soon it will be better, or worse.
Sanha places a soft kiss on your forehead and pulled you closer to his embrace, you’re now half laying in his arms, hugging the snack bowl in your own embrace.
The kiss scene was the last scene of the first episode, which you didn’t know because your sweet boyfriend didn’t want to ruin and spoil you, or get you jealous and worry about it. -“It’s now, isn’t it?” Right when you asked Sanha if the current scene is the one you think of, not taking your eyes off the screen, it makes everyone holler and cheer. Your heart is only squeezed harder than the thought of it when your eyes see his lips touch another’s.
All of their eyes landed on you after being overwhelmed from Sanha’s kiss scene, and you looked down to avoid any attention, which didn’t really work for you.
“Hey… baby…” Sanha is tapping on your shoulder, caressing it softly as you stay quiet, and then get up and leave to your shared bedroom with him, shutting the door behind you, leaving the boys speechless.
Sanha didn’t run after you from one simple reason, he wanted to let you be and understood your feelings since he knows that’s how he would react if you were having a kissing scene with another man.
He first waited for the boys to leave, he also knew they won’t be staying for much longer since it’s Friday night and already too late. They usually would stay until midnight at your place to watch movies and hang out together on fridays since it’s their only free day of the week. You could hear them saying their goodbyes from your bedroom and tried your best to fix yourself, drying off your tears so Sanha won’t worry too much and as you thought, he opened the bedroom door the moment they left.
“Hey… can I?” He asked, always so thoughtful and caring about you, no matter what. Although you were facing the opposite side, he knew you’re not asleep yet.
He stepped in when you just nodded and closed the door behind him, joining you. He first wrapped his arm around your curled up figure, not saying a word.
“Baby…” he whispers into your ear and places a soft kiss on your neck. Usually at this point you would turn around to him and steal couple more kisses, but right now all you could think about is that scene, added to dozens of question you wanted to ask but just didn’t want to talk about.
“You know I only love you, there was nothing there besides a kiss. Can you look at me at least?” His hand caresses your side, making an attempt to turn you to his side and face him.
“I’d act the same if it was you there with another guy and you know it. That’s why I also didn’t say it’s in the first episode, I wanted you to be happy for me. I’m sorry y/n.”
-“I always will be, don’t you know that?” You suddenly turn at once, facing him too close, and that scene never leaves your head, it was all you could see especially when you were this close to him. You manage to look away and your eyes run to stare at the white ceiling, empty as your mind was at the moment, yet full of emotions.
-“Don’t apologize, it’s not your fault.” You continue. You could feel his eyes glancing at you, scanning every inch of your face to analyze your feelings but it was clear enough you both knew how the other is feeling.
-“I know what you’re going to say. You’re sorry you didn’t tell me and blah blah… but it hurts like hell, can you please just let me be?” You soften your tone of voice so he won’t misunderstand your words. Tears tears choked you from inside, and you knew there was nothing to do. “You’re right… I’ll just leave you for tonight…” he says and is about to get off bed but the grip on his wrist stops him and puts him back next to your place. -“I only need you by my side when I say I want you to let me be, if I wasn’t clear…” you whisper and make him wrap his arm around your waist, turning to the other side as he pulls the covers on both of you and spoon you, playing with your hair until you fall asleep.
“I love you y/n.”
-“The regular answer from me.” You murmur in your sleepy voice, somehow still mad, yet you had to say it back in some way.
Ateez || freckled s/o ♡
written by someone with a lot of freckles herself!
warning: tooth aching fluff uuugh.
your angel kisses brought out your features so well, he tells you all the time
he knows that freckles are rare, and he finds them pretty fascinating
he likes to rub his thumbs along your arms and knuckles and admire the random spots
when you go out & ur freckles get more pigmented he just loves it
he thinks they look like little stars on ur face
honestly i don’t know if he would think too much about them
but still loves them ofc
really really embaraces all of you, never excluding your freckles !!
kisses the little strawberry marks on your collar and neck before smooching your speckled lips
his favorite place to kiss you is on your nose, he thinks your beauty spots look so cute there
he’s just such a love bug in general
he would smother his s/o anyway, but he thinks your freckles are so stinkin cute
doing things soft things 24/7 like lifting u up and kissing all over your face
calls you his little strawberry when he gets u flustered
then literally treats you like you are one
‘i’m gonna eat you!’
‘aHH’ kiss kiss kiss
thinks your freckles are soo pretty
if you’re insecure about them he will rant
but would where you’re coming from, at times he’s felt a bit insecure because of his birthmark
he likes them cause they’re rare to have
he believes they make you more unique
sometimes he’ll lazily trace his finger on the spots on ur arm
ofc he will be soft bc of your freckles come on
i think he likes the little ones he has on his neck, so i already see him loving yours a lottt
you find him gazing a lot
‘uh- what? why are you looking at me?’
‘i was counting the freckles on ur face and you made me lose count. also yr really pretty. c:’
he always counts your freckles!!
but always loses count
u always hear a faint ‘1..2..3.. did i count that one already?’
when u first met ur freckles either weren’t dark enough to notice or u covered them with makeup
so when he saw u without makeup he goes ö
falls in love all over again
squishes ur face and says shit like “you have sprinkles on ur face :D”
when u cover them up he never fusses of course, but will make a fake pout like :C
he loves them
he fucking loves them
swear he could eat you up
one of wooyoung’s favorite things ever are the little freckles on your lips
when u guys have conversations he often goes back and forth between looking at your eyes & down to your lips
shit makes you stutter like crazy uuujsjaajs
same as san, he tries to count, but fails
same as seonghwa, he doesn’t think too much about them at first
but falls for them along with everything else
sometimes he’ll find himself admiring and gazes over them in adoration
he’s not always a kissy person, but sometimes he’ll absolutely smother u & tries to kiss every single freckle
again, it’s kinda rare but really cute
fake pouts like mingi when they’re covered
“it’s okay, they’re still there” huff
❝ 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 ❞
welcome to the second collab i’m hosting, the theme for this collab is fantasy books!
as always, you can write about any idol that you want, as long as it is set in the world of a fantasy book. it can be any book of your choice, as long as it’s got fantasy elements.
✒︎ harry potter
✒︎ a court of thornes and roses
✒︎ game of thrones
✒︎ the folk of the air
✒︎ serpent & dove
if your chosen book has a tv/movie adaptation you can also gather inspiration from that universe.
If you would like to join this collab please send me (@daybreakx) a DM.
DUE DATE: MAY 2022**
𝘿𝙍𝙊𝙋 𝙊𝙐𝙏 𝘿𝘼𝙏𝙀: JANUARY 2022.
you can post your fic whenever you want, as long as it is within that time frame.
𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 & 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒
there’s 15 slots (mine is #16), but if there’s more people interested i will open up to 20.
since it’s open for the kpop writing community in general, you can write about whoever you want (bg/gg, soloist, etc). But only one slot is allowed per idol, please check the updates.
only two writers are allowed to write about the same book.
First come, first serve basis.
**take this into consideration when joining, I personally believe it’s enough time, however we can adjust dates.
discord is required for communication.
the length of the writing must be at least 1k words, no word limit.
your story can be about any pairing (or no pairing at all).
nsfw content is permitted as long as you add the according warnings. (do not write overly triggering and inappropiate stuff such as non con, dub con, pedophilia, etc.)
do NOT write smut/suggestive content for minor idols nor if you’re a minor.
if you want to drop out, please message me. no questions asked and no hard feelings.
♛ nct yuta — the mortal instruments — @127-mile
♛ nct johnny — the hunger games — @dundun-baby
♛ astro cha eunwoo — undecided — @daybreakx
do you like playing video games?
“Yes, I love playing video games, or just games in general! I don’t have much knowledge on video games, so I really just play the “basic” ones, but I still have fun. I likes playing spiderman, minecraft, adorable home and pubg. I want to get little nightmares, gen shin impact and spiderman miles morale next.”
do you like skin ship?
“Yes and no, I’m not an extremely cuddling person, but I enjoy getting hugs when it’s been a long day. when I can’t sleep I will lay in one of my members beds, but I don’t want to cuddle someone all day, you know? It just depends on my mood.”
who do you want to share a room with?
“I loveeeeee sharing a room with hongjoong and seonghwa, but I want to room with san and yunho once. I normally go into their room when i’m bored, and we always have a good time. I’m so jealous of all of the cool electronics they have in their room, and I would love to game with them till the odd hours of the night.”
do you stay up late?
“Yes, once I graduated from school, I stayed up pretty much every night, the earliest I would go to bed at would be like midnight, and the latest would be 7 am, but if I was at practice all day or had a schedule all day, I would probably go to bed a bit earlier if I was really exhausted. I normally just watch youtube or netflix while I stay up, sometimes i’ll mess around with the members if they are awake too!”
what’s something you are scared of that the members tease you for?
“I’m like, really scared of bugs. Once a bug flew into my ear, and i’ve been scared of them since. Everytime I see or hear a bug I either scream or back away, or both. The members always laugh at me but I know deep down, they are scared of bugs too.” *evilly smirks*[yuri please tell us what you know, pleaseeee]
what’s your favorite ice cream flavor?
“Mint chocolate chip, yes, i’m one of those people. *eye roll* I don’t understand why people say it tastes like toothpaste, it literally doesn’t? Something is wrong with people’s taste buds who don’t like mint chocolate chip.(/hj)”
who’s your favorite member?
“Why does everyone always ask me this? My answer is the same every time, myself. 😚✌️”
what’s your least favorite part of being an idol?
“I love being an idol, I really do. This job is something I love very much, and I don’t know what my life would be without it. But, I just wish we could, really be ourselves, you know? obviously I am myself on camera, but there are certain parts that I hide about myself because it would “ruin my reputation”. I wish I could give my honest opinion on things and show my fans what I feel honestly.”
what’s something you want to do before you die?
“This might sound really lame, to be honest, but I just want to sit on the window with someone I love (like a partner, s/o, yk) and watch the sunrise while sharing headphones. And write letters to each other. That’s all I want.”
have you ever felt like you were on top of the world?
“yeah, I have actually. Every single concert that we had, and I was able just to stand on the stage and look at the fans, and listen to their chants. I felt like I could do anything in those moments, I felt so loved, so cherished. Every time I think about it, I tear up a bit. That feelings will never get old to me.”
[message from yuri]
i love you <3
thanks for asking me good questions ㅋㅋ
i miss you
stay healthy :)
(🗓️)19/06 dear spitnik
(📌)Caso Se Inspire, Dê Os Créditos;
(📌)NÃO use sem minha permissão.
#NOTES: voltei dos mortos com essa capinha dos txt, que demorou muitas horas para ser feita e me deu muita dor de cabeça pra fazer. Não tem couple certo, então quem pegar na doação sinta-se a vontade de escrever com o couple que quiser
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↳ Most Recent: Keys to the Magic Door (Chapter 11) — 06.19.2021
↳ ✓ = Finished
↳ Keys to the Magic Door
~Genre: Fluff & Humor, Alternate Universe - Bangtan Universe
~Pairing: ot7 x Female Reader
Summary: The Bangtan boys one night encounter a woman that looks exactly like the animation ARMY from "Magic Door" and "Dream ON." What if it's not a coincidence? What if it's actually the female from the animation video? Except she needs their help... she needs to go back into her universe before it falls apart. BTS agree to do anything to help, but what happens if they all start to fall in love with her? What do they do when... when it's time to say goodbye?
Part: 01 - 02 - 03 - 04 - 05 - 06 - 07 - 08 - 09 - 10 - 11 ->
Capa tentativa de manipulação
Feat: Jeon Jungkook
Sério essa capa foi uma das melhores que já fiz, eu fiquei pensando em Velozes e Furiosos quando fazia kkkk,estou ansiosa para o 9° filme eu poder assistir 😍.
the biggest tease ever
it was just a way to cover up the fact he liked you
ngl i think he was kinda shy asking you out
extremely happy when you accepted
he's the best bf ever end of discussion
a gentleman too??? like honey you got yourself a prize 😧
he treats you soo well tho
if you want something he's getting it
does anything to make his baby happy 🥺
he loves you sm all he wants is to see you with the smile he loves on your face
dates with him are amazing
if you wanna stay at home then yall kick the other members out and cuddle 😚
or if you want something more energetic then he takes you to the most extravagant places
l o v e s going out at night on a drive while playing music
creates all sorts of playlists too
one day yall could blast some oldies, other days you could relax to some lofi
generally, it's never boring ;)
i don't think he minds PDA all that much
in fact he'd be real cheeky afterwards
like i said before, a HUGE tease
he's tall so he takes advantage of that A LOT
and if you're tall, cause we don't discriminate height here, he'd still be a huge tease
like damn boi let your s/o breathe 😟
cuddling him is soo endearing??
loves holding you, especially when you nuzzle your face into his neck, it makes his heart swell soo much
but if you run your hands through his hair?? he's puddy in your hands
it comforts him sm when you kiss him all over his face after a long day at the company :))
loves spontaneous gifts
shows up at your house randomly with a big ass teddy bear
surprising you is prolly his favorite activity 😚
the big sparkle you have in your eyes makes him fall harder sobs
im honestly not sure if he gets jealous all that much
its prolly a 50/50 chance
he most likely does get jealous but gets over it easily
and he hates arguing :(
tries to avoid it as much as possible
his kisses are soo wholesome???
loves holding your cheek and giving you a loong kiss
looks you in the eyes with such a loving look 🥺🥺
after the kiss he softly smiles at you and gives you a tiny kiss afterwards
all in all, he's the sweetest bf who treats you like the royalty you are
pls treat him well too 🥺