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[09:14] - jeon wonwoo
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yoy were nestled under the covers, sound asleep, the soft rise and fall of your chest the only movement in the quiet room. wonwoo laid beside you, propped up on one elbow, watching you with a soft smile.
he couldnât help but admire the peaceful expression on your face, the way your hair fell messily around your face, and the soft hum of your breathing. he knows he should let you sleep, but he couldnât resist the urge to kiss you awake; just a little.
he leaned down, pressing the lightest kiss to your forehead. your skin was warm, your face soft, but you didnât stir. wonwoo smiled to himself and kissed the tip of your nose, then gently brushed his lips against your cheek. still, you didnât wake.
a little more playful now, he kissed the corner of your mouth, his lips lingering there for a moment. when you didnât react, he let out a small laugh. then, wonwoo leans in, he kissed your lipsâlight, sweet, and lingering.
still nothing.
wonwoo grinned, his patience running thin; deciding it was time to be a little bolder. he plants a soft kiss just below your ear as he moved to kiss your jawline, then moved further down to your neck, littering kisses trailing down, that was when you finally shifted, a small sigh escaping your lips as your eyes fluttered open. you blinked a few times, still caught between sleep and waking, and then smiled sleepily up at him.
âgood morning,â he murmured, his voice low and warm, as he pulled back to look at you.
you giggled softly, still half-asleep. âyouâre a little persistent,â you teased, your voice soft.
wonwoo just smiled, brushing a strand of hair from your face. âonly when it comes to you,â he said with a smile that made your heart flutter.
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tell me you love me! - kim mingyu
genre: friends to lovers!
wc: 1.7k
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âwanna bet?â mingyuâs voice is playful, his smirk cocky as he watches you with that glint in his eye that always makes your heart skip a beat. you try to keep your cool, but your pulse is already quickening.
you swallow nervously, not sure where this is going. âdepends. what are the stakes?â
âwhatever the winner wants,â he replies, leaning back against the couch, crossing his arms casually. his tone is confident, as though he knows exactly what heâs doing.
you raise an eyebrow, skeptical but intrigued. âanything? thatâs a bit risky.â
âtrust me,â mingyu says, his smile turning more confident, like he's enjoying this moment of control. "itâll be worth it."
you hesitate, but only for a moment, before nodding. "fine. i'll bite."
âgood choice,â he says, leaning forward with that usual cocky grin on his face. âso, hereâs the bet.â
you wait, unsure of whatâs coming, but bracing yourself for whatever he throws at you.
âarm wrestling,â he says, suddenly, and your eyes widen.
âthatâs not fair!â you exclaim, unable to hide the surprise in your voice. you were expecting somethingâwell, anythingâelse. something that didnât involve you getting completely embarrassed in front of him.
mingyu chuckles, clearly amused by your reaction. "you already agreed, sweetheart. donât back out now."
âbut youâre way stronger than i am!â you argue, arms flailing slightly as you try to explain why this isnât fair. âthereâs no way iâm going to win!â
âa betâs a bet,â mingyu shrugs nonchalantly, not even fazed by your protests. "you agreed to it. c'mon now."
you feel a mixture of frustration and a nervous, fluttery excitement as you sit down across from him, your eyes narrowing at his smug expression. he stretches out his arm, flexing his muscles just to tease you further.
you try to steel yourself, but your hands are already shaking. this wasnât what you had in mind when you agreed to the bet, and now the thought of losingâespecially in front of himâfeels like the worst possible outcome.
âyou ready?â mingyu asks, his voice dropping slightly as his fingers curl around your hand.
you bite your lip, casting a quick glance toward the door, as if you could escape from this situation, but then you look back at mingyu. his grin only widens, and you can see the playfulness in his eyes.
you press your lips together, determined to at least try. you might not win, but you werenât going to back down without a fight.
when you both lock hands, the challenge is set, and mingyuâs grip feels like a vice around yours, making you feel smaller and weaker in comparison. you brace yourself, trying to summon the last of your courage.
the countdown begins. âthree, twoââ
before you can even blink, mingyuâs hand crashes down to the table with ease.
you blink at him, stunned for a moment. â...youâre kidding me.â
he laughs, the sound deep and triumphant, and leans back in his chair, clearly pleased with himself. âthat was way too easy.â
âyou didnt even give me a chance,â you complain, but mingyu doesnât let you wallow for long. his cocky grin only grows wider as he leans in slightly, his gaze now fixed on you.
âso,â he begins, drawing out the word with exaggerated suspense, âsince i won, i think iâll collect my prize.â
you look up at him, panic flashing in your eyes as the realization hits you. âwhat do you want?â you ask with a sigh.
you barely have time to process it when he leans forward, his eyes glinting mischievously.
âi want a kiss,â he says simply, and the air feels like itâs been sucked out of your lungs.
you freeze. for a moment, you canât think, canât breathe. you open your mouth to protest, but the words donât come. all you can do is blink at him, utterly caught off guard by his casual request.
âi-i canât,â you stammer, taking a step back instinctively, your heart racing wildly in your chest.
âwhy not?â mingyu teases, his voice a little softer now, but still carrying that cocky edge. âitâs just a kiss.â
âbut thatâs... i just canât,â you say, your voice shaking now, feeling vulnerable in a way youâve never felt before. youâre in love with himâhow could you not be? but the thought of kissing him, of letting him have that piece of you, knowing it could never be enough, feels like youâre setting yourself up for heartbreak. and youâre not ready for that.
mingyuâs expression falters slightly, a flicker of confusion crossing his features, but then he just shrugs, clearly thinking itâs just nerves.
âwhy not? it's just a kiss. you've kissed plenty of people before.â he teases, taking a step closer to you, his presence overwhelming in the best and worst way.
you swallow hard, trying to steady your breathing. âyeah but... why do you want one? â you ask, your voice barely a whisper as you meet his eyes.
âisnât it obvious?â he asks, his smirk returning as if itâs second nature to him. but thereâs something different in the way he looks at you, something softer beneath the teasing.
âwell... no?â you reply, unsure of yourself. âthatâs why iâm asking. why did youââ you trail off, suddenly too scared to say the next words. to admit what youâre too afraid to admit even to yourself.
mingyuâs expression hardens for a brief second, before his gaze softens again, his cocky smile vanishing as his eyes narrow slightly, like heâs seeing right through you. âarenât you in love with me?â he asks, his voice low and piercing, leaving no room for denial.
your heart stops. you feel like youâve been slapped, the world spinning around you. you try to speak, to deny it, but the words stick in your throat. instead, you just stare at him, completely blindsided.
âwhat? thatâsââ you begin to protest, but mingyu cuts you off, his voice now serious and commanding.
âiâm going to kiss you,â he says, his tone leaving no room for argument. âback out now if you donât want it.â
you stand frozen, all the words swirling in your mind but not leaving your lips. your heart races, thundering in your chest as your thoughts spiral. you donât want to back out. but you donât want to risk having your heart broken, either.
you donât say a word, but your silence says everything.
mingyu shifts closer, closing the gap between you, and you can feel your breath hitch as he leans down, his lips brushing gently against yours. the kiss is slow, almost tender, as if heâs waiting for you to pull away, but you donât. you canât. you kiss him back, feeling the warmth of his lips, the softness that you never expected, the connection youâve always wanted but never dared to dream of.
when he pulls away, youâre breathless, your heart pounding wildly. you step back, your face flushed, and look away from him, suddenly feeling too exposed.
mingyu watches you carefully, his eyes searching yours. âdo you regret it?â he asks, his voice soft and vulnerable but masking it by carrying that teasing edge.
âno, i just...â you start, but the words donât come out the way you want them to. you feel the weight of everything youâve kept hidden pressing down on you.
âhey, look at me,â mingyu says, his voice gentle now, almost like heâs comforting you.
reluctantly, you meet his gaze, your heart still racing in your chest. but now, itâs different. itâs not the same cocky mingyu youâre used to. thereâs something deeper in his eyes.
âtell me you love me,â he says quietly, almost expectantly, like he already knows the answer.
your eyes widen, your mouth falling open as you try to make sense of what he just asked. âw-what?â
âyou do,â mingyu insists, his gaze intense, his voice firm but soft. âi know you do. you look at me the same way i look at you. so just tell me you love me.â
you blink, your mind racing. âmingyu, what are youââ
âi said what i said,â he interrupts, his voice steady and confident. âyou heard me loud and clear.â
you stand there, speechless, feeling as though the floor has been ripped from beneath you. so many thoughts are running through your head, but nothing makes sense. what does he mean 'you look at me the same way i look at you.'
âi... i donât know what youâre talking about,â you whisper, backing away, your heart in your throat as panic and fear hugs you like a thick weighted blanket you can't shake off.
before you can take another step, mingyuâs hand shoots out, grabbing your wrist firmly. âdonât walk away from me,â he says quietly, his grip gentle but unyielding.
you freeze, your chest tightening. you want to pull away, but his touch is grounding you, making it impossible to move.
he pulls you back toward him. âi love you,â he says, his voice clear and sure. âeveryone knows i do. youâre the only oblivious one.â
your heart stutters, your world spinning. âwhat?â you whisper, the words barely escaping your lips.
âand i know you do too,â mingyu continues, his gaze unwavering, his tone confident. âare you still going to tell me you donât know what iâm talking about?â
you stand there, caught in his gaze, unable to move or speak, but in that moment, everything changes. the fear fades away, and something new takes its place.
mingyu encourages again, âtell me you love me,â
you swallow, your voice trembling as you finally admit out loud, âi love you.â
mingyuâs grin widens, and for the first time, itâs not cockyâitâs soft, full of relief and happiness. he pulls you into his arms, holding you close, and whispers, âyou don't know just how bad i've wanted to hear you say these 3 words.â
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FFFFFFFF SO CUTE
hockey player cheol x reader warnings: non-graphic injury; mention of surgery. wc: 499
[sign me up] You think Seungcheol is being all whiny and cute just so that youâll do what he wants, which isnât so bad. Whatâs bad is that itâs working.
Almost.
âC'mon, Coachââ
âIâm not your coach,â you cut in. The entire team likes to tease you by calling you Coach Junior since your dad is their actual coach. Of course, youâre around enough that youâve kind of earned the title, but Seungcheol teases you with it the most.
âYouâre the closest thing to it,â Seungcheol reasons, still smiling like that will convince you. âC'mon, please? Youâre the only one who can convince him.â
Sitting in the bleachers as you watch the team practice, you cross your arms and frown at Seungcheol. âNo way. Your doctor was very clear about your healing process. Even once your cast is off, you need to wait at least another two weeks before you get on the ice.â
Seungcheol sighs, dropping the cutesy act. He looks like he wants to lean forward, but itâs awkward with his heavily-casted foot. âYouâre just as stubborn as your dad, huh?â
âYou should know that by now.â
âIâm starting to get the idea.â Seungcheol closes his eyes, head falling back while he lets out a long sigh through his nose.
For a few moments, you just look at him.
This is a really sucky situation; you get it. Eight weeks from now, team scouts are going to be attending two games, and while Seungcheol should be back on the ice by then, his cast means little to no practice until the games. Heâs at a real disadvantage.
All you can hear is the slapping of pucks and the skidding of skates on the ice. You donât like awkward silences.
âCan I sign your cast?â
Seungcheol opens his eyes and looks at you with a brow raised. âYou want to?â
A few days ago, the whole team visited Seungcheol right after his surgery, and theyâd all signed his cast. Even your dad did, but for some reason, you just didnât. You felt like you werenât close enough to Seungcheol for that. After all, youâre just the coachâs kid. Youâre not a part of the team.
âYeah.â You shrug as though this isnât a weirdly big step for you. âGot a marker?â
Seungcheol pulls out a marker from his hockey bag, probably used to people asking for one. Itâs an ugly green colour, but you uncap it with a pop and move to the bleacher below you so that youâre right next to his cast. Without even thinking, you end off your signature with a heart.
Your breath catches slightly, but then you look up at Seungcheol, and heâs smiling â really smiling for the first time since he screwed up his ankle. You give him a small smile back, and you doodle another heart.
And another. And another.
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cookies & sprinklers - joshua hong
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joshua punched in the passcode to seungkwan and jeonghanâs shared apartment, the beep echoing in the quiet hallway. he pushed the door open and stepped aside to let you in, a small smile tugging at his lips.
âitâs so like them to be late to their own plans,â he remarked as the lock clicked behind him.
you laughed, toeing off your shoes. âi feel like they secretly do it on purpose. but doesnât it feel kind of wrong to just⊠be here without them?â
âthey told us to come in,â joshua replied, calm as ever. âbesides, if we waited outside, seungkwan would just call us irresponsible for standing around like we donât know how to open a door.â
you tilted your head, smirking. âtrue. but itâs so quiet. what are we supposed to do?â
âwe could just sit and wait like normal people,â he suggested, raising an eyebrow. âor maybe put on a movie?â
you snapped your fingers, a sudden idea sparking. âwhat if i baked something? as a surprise for them. seungkwan would love it.â
joshua looked skeptical, leaning against the counter with his arms crossed. âin their kitchen? are you sure thatâs a good idea? jeonghanâs super particular about his stuff.â
âitâll be fine,â you waved him off, already heading to the kitchen. âiâll make cookies. simple, sweet, and impossible to mess up.â
joshua followed reluctantly. âjust donât tell jeonghan i let you do this.â
you threw yourself into baking with enthusiasm, pulling out ingredients and chatting away. everything was fineâuntil it wasnât. halfway through, a puff of flour exploded from the mixer, enveloping you and joshua in a cloud of white dust.
âokay,â he said, coughing. ânot a great start, but weâre fine.â
âitâs under control!â you insisted, though your voice wavered.
then, in a moment of carelessness, the dish towel left too close to the stovetop caught fire.
âjoshua!â you shrieked, pointing at the growing flames.
he didnât miss a beat, grabbing a pitcher of water and dousing the flames in one swift motion. but before relief could set in, the apartmentâs sprinklers activated, drenching you, joshua, and the entire kitchen.
âoh no,â you whispered, water dripping from your hair. âtheyâre going to kill us. we need to clean this all up now.â panic overtaking you.
the sound of the front door unlocking made you freeze.
âweâre here!â jeonghanâs voice called, cheerful as ever. his footsteps faltered as he entered. âwhat... happened?â
seungkwan followed, his expression turning from confusion to outrage in record time. âWHAT DID YOU DO TO MY KITCHEN?â
joshua quickly stepped forward, shielding you from their wrath. âit was me,â he said calmly, raising his hands. âi tried baking.â
jeonghanâs jaw dropped, his eyes narrowing dangerously. âyou? you thought baking in my kitchen was a good idea?â
âyou donât even bake!â seungkwan screeched, waving his arms at the chaos. âmy oven! my beautiful, perfect oven! she was pristine until you destroyed her!â
âiâll clean it up,â joshua said, unflappable. âand iâll replace anything thatâs damaged. just... donât be too mad.â
jeonghan crossed his arms, glaring. âoh, weâre mad. youâre never hearing the end of this.â
âiâm putting it in the group chat,â seungkwan added with a vindictive grin. âeveryoneâs going to know.â
âeven jihoon?â joshua asked, his voice betraying a hint of concern.
jeonghan smirked. âespecially jihoon.â
as they continued their tirade, jeonghan suddenly squinted at you. âwait. why are you so quiet?â
âyeah,â seungkwan agreed, his eyes narrowing. âyou look guilty.â
you froze. âme? i ââ
jeonghan pointed dramatically. âyou're hiding something.â
âtotally guilty,â seungkwan agreed. âspit it out.â
joshua stepped between you and their accusatory stares. âleave her out of this. it was all me.â
jeonghan blinked, momentarily thrown by the firmness in his voice. seungkwan hesitated, then huffed. âfine. but you owe us. big time.â
as they stomped off to inspect the damage in their closets, joshua turned to you with a soft smile. âdonât worry. theyâll forget about it in a week. maybe.â
you looked at him, water still dripping from his hair. âyou really didnât have to take the blame.â
âof course i did,â he said easily, his tone warm. âitâs my job to protect you.â
despite the chaos, a grin tugged at your lips. âthank you.â
he shrugged, the corner of his mouth lifting in that signature, gentle smile. âjust donât try to bake in anyone elseâs kitchen, okay? especially not mingyu's or seungcheol's.â
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Ok so this might be very suggestive but imagine getting on the bus with hansol after a casual coffee date and the bus is crowded so you're standing in the standing area and he's standing facing u, kinda Like shielding u frm the crowd or smth & u r sharing earpods (đ”: double take ~ dhruv) & he's staring out of the window & you're staring at him and you randomly say 15. "youâre my favorite person, you know that?" Cuz u just realise u might still hv a crush on ur long term boyfriend
(This is my 5th ask pls bear with me i just love u too much)
Also I can get this look of his out of my mind
!!!! thank you for coming back!!!! i chose another song as requested!!! đ„Čđ€
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the bus was packed, the kind of crowded where personal space became a luxury, and you found yourself standing shoulder to shoulder with strangers. it wasnât unusual, but today it felt different. maybe it was the warmth of the coffee date still lingering between you and hansol, or maybe it was the way he looked so effortlessly himself, casual and calm, as if the chaos of the world couldnât touch him.
he stood beside you, one hand gripping the railing above while the other tugged at his earphones. he handed you one without a word, the gesture so familiar it made your heart ache in the best way.
âthanks,â you mumbled, slipping the earbud in.
âyou donât even know what song it is yet,â he teased, his lips twitching into a small smile.
âdoesnât matter. your playlists are always good.â
the faint intro of be your everything by boys like girls filled your ears. you bit back a smile at the song choice, wondering if heâd put it on for you or if it was just a coincidence. hansol didnât say anything else, just turned to look out the window, his profile bathed in the soft, golden light of late afternoon.
you shifted slightly as the bus jolted forward, trying to steady yourself against the sway of the vehicle. the standing area was cramped, people pressed too close for comfort. and then it happenedâa sharp stop at a red light sent someone stumbling into you, their shoulder colliding with yours.
you stumbled forward, a soft gasp escaping your lips as you tried to regain your balance. hansolâs arm shot out instinctively, his hand catching your elbow and steadying you before you could fall.
âyou okay?â he asked, his voice low, filled with concern.
âyeah,â you breathed, your heart pounding for reasons that had nothing to do with the near fall.
he frowned slightly, his hand lingering on your arm for a moment longer before he shifted, stepping in front of you. âhere, stand like this,â he said, positioning himself between you and the crowd. his arm stretched out to hold the railing above your head, shielding you from the jostling around you.
you blinked up at him, surprised by the sudden closeness. âhansol, you donât have toââ
âjust in case,â he interrupted, his gaze flickering to yours briefly before returning to the window. âi donât want you getting bumped into again.â
the way he said it, so matter-of-fact and protective, made your chest tighten.
the song played on, and you found yourself more focused on him than the music. his eyes were distant, watching the buildings pass by, his expression soft and almost thoughtful. youâd known him for so long, but moments like this still caught you off guardâthe quiet way he cared, the little things he did without needing to be asked.
as the chorus swelled, you caught a lyric that made your breath hitch: âiâll be your shelter, iâll be your storm. iâll make you shiver, iâll keep you warm.â
something about those words hit you differently. they reminded you of everything hansol had been to you, everything he still was. he wasnât just your boyfriendâhe was your safe place, your calm in the chaos. and in that moment, staring at him as the music played on, you realized something.
you still had a crush on him. after all this time, after all the little moments and big ones, after heâd already become yours, the feeling hadnât faded. it had only grown, deeper and stronger, filling every corner of your heart.
the words were out before you could think. âyouâre my favorite person, you know that?â
hansol froze, his eyes flicking to yours, wide and disbelieving. âwhat?â
you felt the heat rise to your cheeks, but there was no taking it back now. âi said youâre my favorite person.â
his lips parted slightly, and for a moment, he just stared at you. then, slowly, a shy smile spread across his face, the kind that made your heart do flips. âme?â
you rolled your eyes, trying to play it off despite the fluttering in your chest. âobviously.â
he blinked a few times, his cheeks flushing a soft pink as he turned back to the window, suddenly unable to meet your gaze. âoh.â
you laughed softly at his reaction. âthatâs all you have to say? âohâ?â
he rubbed the back of his neck, a sheepish grin tugging at his lips. âyou caught me off guard. i donât really know what to say.â
âyou donât have to say anything,â you said, your voice quieter now, more sincere. âi just⊠wanted you to know.â
hansol finally looked at you, his eyes warm and filled with something you couldnât quite name. âwell, for the record,â he said softly, âyouâre my favorite person too.â
the bus jolted again, but this time, you barely noticed. your hand brushed against his where it rested on the railing, and instead of pulling away, he let his pinky hook around yours, the small gesture sending a wave of warmth through you.
and as hansol glanced at you again, his lips twitching into a smile that was just for you, you knew one thing for sureâyouâd never stop having a crush on him. not now, not ever.
the song faded into the next, but neither of you moved to change it. the bus ride continued, but the world outside felt like it had fallen away, leaving just the two of you in this small, crowded space.
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Hi!! Could I have 24 and 31 fluff with mingyu? đ„čđ„č
I love your writing btw!! I look forward to each story đ„čđ„č
thank you lovely!!! hopefully you enjoy this one too!! <3
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fluff prompt #24: "youâre the only person who knows how to make me smile like this." +
fluff prompt #31:"youâre like my personal sunshine."
mingyu sat on the couch, arms crossed, determined not to laugh. jeonghan, dokyeom, and joshua had pulled out every trick in the bookâterrible impressions, absurd dance moves, and a variety of props that didnât make sense. (why was dokyeom wearing a traffic cone on his head?)
but mingyu hadnât cracked, not once. âyou guys are terrible at this,â he said smugly.
jeonghan narrowed his eyes. âoh, you think youâre tough, huh? just you wait.â he turned toward the hallway and yelled, âwe need backup!â
you peeked into the room, confused. âwhatâs going on?â
âmingyuâs trying to act all serious,â jeonghan explained, waving you in. âwe need you to make him laugh. youâre the secret weapon.â
mingyu immediately smiled at the sight of you, the corners of his lips betraying him even before you stepped fully into the room.
you raised an eyebrow. âwait, did you already smile? i didnât even do anything yet.â
âi didnât smile,â mingyu lied, pressing his lips together and looking away.
âoh, he definitely smiled,â joshua said, grinning.
jeonghan clapped his hands together. âperfect. now, all you have to do isââ
âactually,â you interrupted, walking over and crossing your arms, âi donât even need to try. i can just talk about the time mingyu cried because he thought his favorite hoodie shrunk in the wash.â
mingyuâs eyes widened, his jaw dropping âdonât!â
âoh, i have to,â you said, grinning as you turned to the others. âit was last winter. he came over in a full panic, holding the hoodie like it was a wounded animal, whining, âitâs ruined! my favourite hoodie is ruined!ââ
joshua burst out laughing. âno way.â
âi was devastated!â mingyu defended, his voice getting higher.
âyou didnât even check the tag,â you continued, ignoring him. âi looked at it and told him it was one of those cropped hoodies. it wasnât even shrunk.â
dokyeom fell over, clutching his stomach as he laughed. âhe thought it shrunk?!â
âhe tried to stretch it out!â you added, laughing now too. âhe was literally pulling on it like it was gum, yelling, âwhy, why, why?!ââ
mingyu groaned, burying his face in his hands. âyouâre the worst.â
âoh, iâm not done,â you said, wiping a tear from your eye. âremember the time you got stuck in the elevator because you hit every single button trying to be funny?â
jeonghan leaned forward. âwait, what happened?â
âhe was trying to impress some kid who was in the elevator with him,â you explained. âhe hit every button, and then the elevator got stuck between floors. he had to wait for maintenance to get him out. how embarrassing.â
by this point, mingyu had given up, laughing along with everyone else. âokay, okay, thatâs enough!â
âoh no, weâre just getting started,â joshua said, wiping tears from his eyes.
mingyu shook his head, looking at you with mock betrayal. âi canât believe youâre doing this to me.â
you shrugged innocently. âhey, you brought this on yourself. donât challenge me if youâre not ready.â
he sighed dramatically but couldnât hide the grin spreading across his face. âyouâre seriously the only person who knows how to make me laugh like this.â
you paused, caught off guard by his tone. âmingyuâŠâ
he smiled at you, the teasing gone from his expression. âi mean it. youâre like my personal sunshine.â
the room went quiet for a beat, the other three exchanging knowing looks.
âokay, thatâs sweet and all,â jeonghan broke the silence, âbut you still lost the game.â
mingyu rolled his eyes. âyeah, yeah, whatever.â
but as he looked back at you, his smile softened. âthanks for always knowing how to cheer me up, even if itâs at my expense.â
âanytime,â you said, grinning. âbesides, youâre the easiest target.â as the laughter continued, mingyu couldnât help but think that losing the game wasnât so bad when it meant having you there to brighten his day.
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Hello, I hope you are doing good... Well, it's my first time requesting, so please bare with me. Can you do prompt number 1 and 39 from the suggestive genre? Regency AU would be amazing for this story!
Perhaps strangers to enemies to lovers (no FWB twist, honestly speaking, I am bored of that twist coming in so) Omega reader and Alpha Cheol...
I'll be honest this is my first take on this type of au and this one took me quite awhile but I tried my best so please go easy on me đ„Č
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suggestive prompt #1: "if you keep looking at me like that, I might kiss you." +
suggestive prompt #39: "you're mine, remember that."
the grand ballroom was filled with laughter and the soft hum of conversation, but your attention was nowhere near the polite chatter or the dancers gliding across the polished floor. your eyes were fixed on seungcheol, who stood across the room, looking far too at ease in his perfectly tailored coat, his sharp gaze never wavering from you.
alpha. thatâs what he was. and you, an omega, were the last person he should have his eyes on, especially not in this setting where wolves like him ruled the land with their dominance and their power.
but that didnât stop you from feeling the heat of his gaze, pulling at you in a way that made your heart race, your instincts stirring against the careful mask of composure youâd worked so hard to maintain. you hated how much it affected you, the way your body betrayed you every time he so much as glanced in your direction.
"you look like you're about to rip my throat out," seungcheol's voice broke through your thoughts, low and teasing as he appeared at your side, a wicked smile tugging at his lips.
you glared at him, turning slightly to face him. "maybe i should," you muttered, trying to keep your composure, but he only chuckled, as if the very idea amused him.
"careful, sweetheart," he warned, his voice darkening. "if you keep looking at me like that, i might kiss you."
you felt the blood rush to your cheeks, your heart hammering in your chest. it was impossible to ignore the tension between you twoâseungcheol, the proud alpha, and you, the omega who had been taught from a young age to avoid provoking alphas like him.
but there was something about the way he carried himself, something in the way his scentâearthy and richâclung to the air around him, that made it impossible for you to ignore.
"youâre bold for someone who knows nothing about the consequences," you hissed, glancing around to make sure no one was paying attention.
seungcheol leaned in closer, the scent of his dominance enveloping you, making your pulse quicken. "oh, don't worry,i know exactly what iâm doing, omega," he murmured, the word tasting like a challenge on his tongue. "and i think you like it."
his presence was overwhelming. alpha energy rippled from him in waves, and despite yourself, you could feel your body responding; your scent slipping in the air, a subtle betrayal of your desire.
he caught it. of course, he did. his nostrils flared as he took a deep breath, and his eyes darkened with something that made your breath catch.
"you canât hide it, sweetheart," seungcheol whispered, his hand brushing lightly against your arm. "youâre mine. remember that."
your heart stuttered at the words. it was a claim, a warning, and an invitation all at once. his dominance was undeniable, and no matter how hard you fought it, you felt yourself being pulled in, the magnetic force of his presence drawing you closer, making your instincts rise to the surface.
"iâm not yours, i'm not anyone's," you shot back, though your voice lacked conviction. you tried to pull away, but the alpha wasnât finished yet.
seungcheolâs grip tightened on your wrist, his fingers brushing against the soft skin of your inner arm. "you donât get to decide that," he growled softly. "you can fight it all you want, but you canât deny the way your body reacts to me."
he tugged you towards him, close enough that you could feel the heat of his body seeping into your own. the scent of his arousal filled your senses, and you cursed the way your body reactedâhow your omega instincts flared, how you couldnât stop the flush of heat that crept down your neck and settled in the pit of your stomach.
"stop pretending," he whispered, lips brushing against your ear as he held you in place. "i can smell how you feel. you're mine, whether you want it or not."
before you could respond, seungcheol pulled you into a secluded alcove, away from the prying eyes of the ballroom. his hands were on you immediately, tugging you closer, his scent wrapping around you, overwhelming you.
"careful, sweetheart," he murmured, voice thick with desire as he pushed you against the wall. his lips ghosted over your neck, where the pulse of your omega scent was strongest, and you could feel the heat radiating from his body, burning you alive.
"seungcheol," you whispered, but the protest was weak, barely audible. he just chuckled darkly, one of his hands sliding down to your waist, the other tangling in your hair to hold your head in place.
"you want this, dont you?" he said, his voice so low it was almost a growl. "i can feel it. i can smell it."
he was right. the pull, the undeniable attraction, the way your body seemed to crave himâit was impossible to deny. your omega instincts were screaming for submission, and your heart was thundering in your chest, torn between pride and desire.
"admit it," he coaxed, pressing his lips against the sensitive spot just beneath your ear. "you want me. youâve always wanted me."
you gasped as his hands slid down to your hips, fingers pressing into the soft flesh there, pulling you closer to him.
"say it," seungcheol demanded, his voice laced with both hunger and command. "say you want me, sweetheart."
"i want you," you breathed, your voice trembling with the weight of your confession.
his eyes gleamed with triumph, his lips curling into a satisfied smile. "good girl."
and then, without warning, his lips crashed onto yours. it was all fire and hungerâno more games, no more teasing. he kissed you like heâd been starving for this moment, and you kissed him back, every ounce of your body finally surrendering to the pull.
and in that moment, you accepted it. because there was no escaping him now.
his hands slid under your dress, pulling you onto him, his body fitting against yours in a way that made your head spin. âyouâre mine, remember that,â he repeated again, as if reminding you of something you already knew, as if trying to ingrained it into your brain.
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left home at 7am and just got home a whole 14 hours later đ„Čđ„Čđ„Č gonna shower & get back to writing âïž âïžâïžâïž
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[16:22] - kim mingyu
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the kitchen is quiet as you lean against the counter. trying to focus on your phone, but mingyu is there, lingering in the doorway. you donât have to look to know heâs smirking, he always does when he knows heâs getting under your skin.
"youâre mad at me," he says, his voice teasing as he saunters closer.
"you moved my mug," you snap, barely glancing up.
"so?" he shrugs, leaning against the counter opposite you. "you couldâve just asked me to get it for you."
"you put it up there on purpose," you accuse, pointing toward the top shelf where your favorite mug is now annoyingly out of reach.
"maybe," he admits, his grin widening.
you glare at him, crossing your arms over your chest. "whatâs your problem, kim mingyu?"
he steps closer, his eyes glinting with amusement. "youâre cute when youâre mad," he says, his voice dropping low enough to make your stomach flip.
"donât start," you warn, though the heat rising to your cheeks makes it hard to sound convincing.
heâs in front of you now, so close you can feel the warmth radiating from him. he leans in slightly, his hand brushing against your hip. "what if i just wanted your attention?"
"then grow up and ask for it," you retort, your voice sharper than you intend.
he chuckles, the sound soft and infuriatingly attractive. "youâre so stubborn," he murmurs, his fingers trailing up to rest lightly on your waist.
you open your mouth to respond, but before you can, he dips his head, his lips brushing against yours in the faintest of kisses. itâs barely there, just a tease, but itâs enough to make your breath hitch.
"mingyu," you say, your tone half a warning, half a plea.
"what?" he whispers, his lips ghosting over yours. "give me a kiss and i'll help you. a proper one." he demands.
you dont kiss him, nor do you answer him. instead, your eyes flicker to his lips ever so briefly, but itâs all the encouragement mingyu needs to pull you closer.
he kisses you like heâs been waiting for it, his lips firm and confident against yours. his hands slide to your hips, pulling you flush against him, and you canât help the small sound that escapes your throat.
"youâre so childish," you mumble against his mouth, though your fingers are already tangling in his hair.
"but it worked anyway," he replies, his voice low and rough as he presses a kiss to the corner of your mouth, then your jaw, trailing his lips down to your neck.
you tilt your head instinctively, giving him better access as his teeth graze the sensitive skin just below your ear. his hands tighten on your hips, lifting you effortlessly onto the counter before stepping between your legs.
the shift in position has your heart racing, and mingyu seems to notice, his lips curving into a smug grin against your skin. "still mad at me?" he asks, his voice teasing.
"yes," you say, though the breathlessness in your voice betrays you.
he hums in response, one hand sliding up your thigh while the other cradles the back of your neck, holding you in place as he kisses you again. this time, itâs slower, deeper, like heâs savoring every second.
your hands move to his shoulders, feeling the way his muscles tense under your touch, and mingyu groans softly, the sound vibrating against your lips.
"youâre such a pain in the ass sometimes," you murmur, pulling back just enough to look at him.
"but youâre not pushing me away," he points out, his grin infuriatingly smug.
you roll your eyes, though you donât let go of him. "donât let it go to your head."
"too late," he says, leaning in to kiss you again.
itâs intoxicating, the way he kisses youâlike heâs in complete control, yet completely at your mercy. his hands wander, not enough to cross any lines but enough to make your skin tingle with anticipation.
when he finally pulls back, both of you are breathing hard, the air between you charged.
"there," he says, his voice low and satisfied. "was that so bad?"
"kinda, yeah," you mutter, though the way your fingers linger on his chest says otherwise.
he grins, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead before stepping back, his hands lingering on your thighs as he pulls away. "admit itâyou love making out with me."
"get my mug," you demand, though thereâs no real heat behind your words.
"only because you asked so nicely," he teases, reaching up to grab it.
he hands it to you with a smirk, and as you hop off the counter, you canât help the small smile tugging at your lips. he notices, of course, but he doesnât say anything. instead, he leans against the counter, watching you with that same cocky grin, like he knows heâs won.
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Hii I had sent u a vernon (smth abt riding the bus tgt) request when ur requests were closed (cuz I'm blind n I didn't read CLOSED) But I just wanna ask if you've received it or not or like did it just disappear đ
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hi!!!! yes I received it and I'm getting to it!!! so sorry for the long wait :(
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Could you do suggestive prompt 25 with DK? Thank u!!
ofc lovely!!
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suggestive prompt #25: "do you trust me?"
seokmin's hands framed your face, thumbs brushing your cheekbones as his lips met yours, soft but intent. you could taste the faint sweetness of the soda he'd been drinking earlier, and it made your chest flutter.
but then the nerves kicked in, those pesky little things that had been gnawing at you all evening. your hands hovered awkwardly, unsure whether to rest on his shoulders or slide to his waist. the uncertainty made you pull back just slightly, enough for seokmin to notice.
âhey,â he murmured, his voice low but so achingly tender. his forehead rested against yours, dark eyes searching your face. âwhatâs wrong?â
you swallowed, trying to find the words. âi just..â you paused, feeling your cheeks burn. âi donât want to mess this up.â
he let out a soft chuckle, one that wasnât mocking but warm, reassuring. his fingers traced along your jaw, tilting your face so youâd look at him. âthis is perfect, baby. you couldnât mess this up even if you tried.â
âbut i donât know what iâm doing,â you admitted, voice barely above a whisper.
a flicker of something passed through his eyes thenâaffection, maybe, or understanding. âdo you trust me?â
the question hung in the air, weighty but not heavy. you nodded slowly, your voice caught in your throat.
âthen let me guide you,â he said, his tone gentle yet firm.
his lips found yours again, slower this time, his movements deliberate. his hands slid down to your wrists, bringing your hands to his chest, pressing them against the warmth of his skin. âhere,â he murmured against your lips, âjust feel me. donât overthink it.â
you tried, focusing on the steady rise and fall of his chest beneath your palms. your fingers splayed tentatively, and he hummed in approval. his own hands wandered, one settling at the small of your back while the other brushed against your hip, grounding you.
âthatâs it,â he whispered, his lips brushing against the corner of your mouth before trailing to your jaw. every touch was deliberate, unhurried, like he had all the time in the world for you.
your fingers found their way to his shoulders, feeling the strength there, the way his muscles tensed and relaxed under your touch. it made your head spin a little, how solid he felt, how secure.
âyouâre doing so good,â he murmured, his voice a little rough now, his breath hot against your skin.
the praise sent a shiver down your spine, and you couldnât help the way your hands began to explore more boldly, sliding to the back of his neck, fingers tangling in the hair there. the noise he madeâhalf a groan, half a sighâmade your stomach tighten.
before you could process the shift, seokminâs hands moved to your hips, guiding you up and onto his lap. the motion was fluid, easy, and suddenly the warmth of him was everywhere. your breath hitched, your hands instinctively gripping his shoulders as you steadied yourself.
âcan i?â his voice was low, his fingers tugging lightly at the hem of your shirt.
your heart stuttered in your chest as you nodded, but he stilled, waiting. âuse your words, baby,â he murmured, his tone coaxing yet firm. âi want to hear you.â
âyes,â you whispered, voice barely audible.
a satisfied smile curved his lips, but before his hands slid under your shirt, he paused. his voice softened, quiet but steady. âwe can stop anytime you want, okay? just say the word.â
his gaze met yours, filled with a tenderness that made your chest ache. you shook your head quickly, your hands gripping his shoulders tighter. âi donât want to stop,â you said, your voice trembling but certain.
his smile softened further, and his hands slid under your shirt, his palms warm as they roamed over your sides, your back, mapping every inch of skin they found. his touch was slow, reverent, as if he wanted to savor the moment as much as you did.
you let your eyes flutter shut, leaning into him, trusting him to guide you deeper into this unfamiliar but exhilarating territory. his lips found yours again, hungrier this time, and you felt yourself surrendering fully, no longer holding back.
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Fluff prompt #12 with Joshua where he canât fall asleep without a hug after a long day?
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fluff prompt #12: "you canât fall asleep without your goodnight hug, huh?"
the apartment was quiet as you stepped into the entryway, slipping off your shoes as quietly as possible. the clock on the wall read 12:30 a.m., and you felt a twinge of guilt for staying out so late. you had expected joshua to be fast asleep by now, exhausted from the long day heâd told you about earlier.
but the moment you turned into the living room, you froze.
there he was, sprawled across the couch, his head resting against the armrest, eyes half-lidded and unfocused as he stared at the ceiling. the soft glow of a table lamp illuminated the space, and his tousled hair looked like heâd been running his fingers through it for hours.
âyouâre home,â he said, his voice quiet and thick with relief.
you blinked, caught off guard by the lack of excitement in his tone. instead, it was heavy, like heâd been holding his breath all night.
âjoshua,â you said softly, stepping closer. âdid you stay up waiting for me?â
he sat up slowly, his movements sluggish, and offered you a tired smile. âi couldnât fall asleep knowing you werenât home yet.â
guilt coiled tightly in your chest. âyou should have told me,â you said, your voice laced with worry. âthen i wouldâve come back sooner.â
he shook his head, waving off your concern. âitâs fine. you deserved to have fun with your friends.â
âfun or not, i wouldâve come back if i knew you were waiting for me,â you insisted, dropping your bag by the coffee table and sitting down beside him. âyou had such a long day, and youâre exhausted, joshua. why didnât you just go to bed?â
he hesitated, his gaze flickering away from yours. âyou know why.â
your heart softened instantly. you did know why, but hearing it from him would never fail to make your chest tighten in the best way.
âyou canât fall asleep without your goodnight hug, huh?â you teased gently, a small smile tugging at your lips.
his cheeks flushed, but he didnât deny it. instead, he leaned forward, resting his arms on his knees as he let out a soft laugh. âyou say that like itâs not true.â
âi think itâs sweet,â you said, placing a hand on his back and rubbing small, comforting circles. âeven if it makes me feel bad for staying out late.â
âdonât feel bad,â he murmured, turning his head to glance at you. âi just... i donât sleep as well without you here. thatâs all.â
your smile widened, warmth blooming in your chest at his honesty. âwell, iâm here now,â you said, reaching for his hand. âso, can i finally give you that goodnight hug?â
his fingers laced through yours almost instinctively, and he stood up, pulling you with him. âcome here,â he said softly, tugging you close until you were wrapped in his arms.
you sighed against his chest, the familiar scent of his cologne calming you instantly. âthis is nice,â you mumbled, your voice muffled against the fabric of his shirt.
âitâs perfect,â he replied, resting his chin on top of your head.
the two of you stood there for a moment, swaying slightly as the quiet of the apartment enveloped you.
âyou didnât have to wait up for me,â you whispered, breaking the silence.
âmaybe not,â he said, his voice low and soothing. âbut i wanted to. i donât like going to bed without saying goodnight to you.â
your chest tightened again, and you pulled back just enough to look up at him. his eyes, soft and full of affection, met yours, and you couldnât help but smile.
âyouâre too good to me, you know that?â
âi could say the same to you,â he countered, his lips quirking into a small smile.
you rolled your eyes playfully, but your heart swelled at his words. leaning up on your toes, you pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek. âokay, mr. perfect. letâs get you to bed before you fall asleep standing up.â
he chuckled, his grip on you tightening for just a moment before he let you go. âfine, but only if you promise to stay close.â
âlike iâd go anywhere else,â you said, lacing your fingers with his and leading him toward the bedroom.
as the two of you settled under the covers, joshua pulled you close again, his arms wrapping around you like a safety net.
âgoodnight,â you murmured, your head resting against his chest.
âgoodnight,â he replied, pressing a soft kiss to your hair. âand thank you for coming home to me.â
his words, simple yet full of meaning, were the last thing you heard before sleep claimed you.
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No.44 fluffy prompt for cheol please? đ
Tysm! <3
(it's me again) đ±đ±
ofc lovely!!! thank you for coming back and sorry this took so long :(
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fluff prompt #44: "letâs stay up all night talking, just like we used to."
seungcheolâs fingers tapped idly on the edge of the kitchen counter as you rummaged through the fridge, searching for something to snack on before getting ready. he hadnât said much all afternoon, but you could feel the weight of his gaze lingering on you.
âyouâre quiet,â you said, glancing over your shoulder with a small smile. âwhatâs on your mind?â
he shrugged, but his eyes softened as they met yours. âjust thinking.â
you raised a brow, closing the fridge and leaning against the counter opposite him. âwhat about?â
he hesitated, his gaze dropping to the floor for a moment before flickering back to yours. âabout how much i miss you.â
your smile faltered, replaced by a slight frown. âbut cheol, weâve been together all week.â
ânot like that,â he said, shaking his head. âweâve been around each other all week, sure. but itâs been... noisy, you know? dinners, lunches, birthdays, plans. i feel like we havenât had a second to just... be us.â
his words struck something deep in your chest, guilt creeping in as you realized he wasnât wrong. lately, every moment together had been filled with conversations about work, friends, and familyâbut not each other. you hadnât realized how much youâd missed your quiet moments with him until now.
âweâll have time soon, maybe tomorrow?â you offered, though the words felt like a flimsy attempt at reassurance.
he pushed off the counter, closing the small space between you. his hands found your waist, anchoring you in place as he looked down at you, his expression both serious and tender. âmaybe tomorrow? why not tonight?â
you blinked up at him, surprised. âtonight? but we have bowling plans with jeonghan and mingyu.â
his lips curved into a soft smile, and he brushed a strand of hair behind your ear. âtheyâll survive if we cancel. i just want to be with you.â
the sincerity in his voice made your heart ache in the best way. you reached up, letting your fingers lightly brush against his jaw. âare you sure? jeonghanâs going to complain so much for bailing last minute, you know how he hates thay.â
he chuckled, leaning into your touch. âlet him. he should be used to it by now.â
you laughed, shaking your head. âyouâre really set on this, huh?â
hmm, he hummed without hesitation. âletâs stay up all night talking, just like we used to. no interruptions, no distractionsâjust us.â
the way he looked at you, like you were the only person in the world, made it impossible to say no. you nodded, a small smile tugging at your lips. âokay. letâs do that. but i'm not calling him, you do it.â
he grinned, the weight in his eyes lifting as he pressed a quick kiss to your forehead. âperfect. iâll call jeonghan.â
âgood luck with that,â you teased, watching as he pulled his phone from his pocket.
you listened as he explained the change of plans, half-expecting jeonghan to give him a hard time. and of course, he didâbut seungcheol stood firm, his tone light yet unwavering as he apologized and promised to reschedule.
when he hung up, he turned back to you with a triumphant smile. âand thatâs how itâs done.â
you rolled your eyes, but your laugh betrayed you. âyouâre lucky he loves you.â
âiâm lucky you love me,â he corrected, pulling you into his arms.
the rest of the evening unfolded like something out of a dream. you sprawled out on the couch together, legs tangled as you talked about everything and nothingâwork, dreams, and the little moments that had made you both smile recently.
âso,â he said suddenly, tilting his head to look at you, âwhat books have you been reading lately?â
you blinked, caught off guard by the question. âbooks? thatâs random.â
he grinned, his dimples making an appearance. âiâm curious. you always get so lost in them, but i never know what youâre reading about.â
you laughed, leaning your head against his shoulder. âokay, fine. i just finished a romance novel last week. it was cute.â
he raised an eyebrow, a teasing glint in his eyes. âcute? should i be worried about some fictional guy stealing your heart? again?â
âmaybe,â you teased back, poking his side. âbut donât worryâyouâre still my number one.â
âgood,â he said, wrapping his arm around you. âbecause i donât plan on giving up that spot anytime soon.â
you smiled, warmth spreading through your chest.
âwhat else?â he asked. âany weird dreams lately? new songs stuck in your head? tell me everything.â
you laughed, shaking your head. âyouâre really digging for the most random things, huh?â
âi just want to know whatâs been on your mind,â he said, his tone softer now. âi feel like iâve missed so much lately.â
your heart ached at the sincerity in his voice, and you reached up to cup his cheek. âyou havenât missed anything important. i promise.â
âeverything about you is important,â he murmured, his gaze locking with yours.
as the hours slipped away, you found yourself talking about everything & it felt like no time had passed since those late nights you used to share.
âi forgot how much i missed this,â you murmured, your head resting on his chest.
âi'm glad i didnt,â he teased, his voice tinged with contentment.
you tilted your head up to look at him, catching the soft smile that lingered on his lips. âcheol?â
âhmm?â
âthank you.â
his brows furrowed slightly. âfor what?â
âfor reminding me how important this is. us.â
his expression softened, and he leaned down to press a kiss to your forehead. âyou donât have to thank me for that. youâre my person. iâll always make time for you.â
you smiled, snuggling closer to him as his words wrapped around you like a warm hug. âi love you.â
âi love you more,â he whispered, his lips brushing against your hair.
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heyy:) may i request suggestive #20 with seungcheol? hope you're having a good day đ«¶
ofc!! so sorry for the late reply :(
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suggest prompt #20: "you're not as innocent as you look, are you?"
the air in the room was thick, charged with a tension neither of you acknowledged out loud. seungcheol lounged on the couch, one arm resting along the back as his dark eyes tracked your every move. the weight of his gaze was enough to make your cheeks warm, though you pretended not to notice.
âcome here,â he said, his voice low, the kind of tone that sent a shiver down your spine.
you glanced up from your phone, feigning innocence. âi am here.â
he smirked, the curve of his lips a silent challenge. âdonât play dumb. you know what i mean, come sit on my lap.â
your pulse quickened at his boldness, and you hesitated just long enough for his smirk to widen. still, you set your phone aside and stood, the anticipation building as you crossed the small space between you.
when you settled on his thighs, his hands immediately found your waist, firm and steady, his fingers pressing lightly into your skin.
âcomfortable?â he asked, his voice tinged with amusement, though his dark gaze told a different story.
âfor now,â you replied, tilting your head slightly, challenging him back in your own way.
he didnât waste any time. his lips captured yours in a kiss that was both tender and demanding, his hand sliding up your back to pull you closer. you melted into him, fingers threading through his hair, feeling the soft strands against your skin.
but when you tugged lightly at his bottom lip, he broke away with a low, breathless laugh, his brows furrowing as if in mock disbelief.
âwhere the hell did you learn that from?â he asked, his tone teasing but laced with something sharperâjealousy, maybe, or possessiveness.
you bit back a grin, brushing a strand of hair away from his forehead. âfrom you.â
his lips parted in surprise before he laughed, the sound low and rich in the quiet room. âyou learn fast, huh?â
you tilted your head, letting the grin finally spread across your face. âonly when itâs worth it.â
his grip on your waist tightened, his thumbs brushing the skin beneath your shirt, sending sparks through you. âis that right?â
âmhmm,â you hummed, leaning forward to brush your lips against his in a teasing kiss.
he growled softly, his hands sliding up to cup your face as he deepened the kiss, all traces of restraint slipping away. his lips moved against yours with a kind of desperation, like he needed to claim every part of you.
when his lips trailed down to your jaw, then to the sensitive spot just below your ear, your breath hitched, and he chuckled softly against your skin.
âyouâre not as innocent as you look, are you?â he murmured, his voice a little rough now, sending a flush of heat straight through you.
you shivered, your hands tightening their grip on his shoulders. âmaybe not,â you managed, your voice barely a whisper.
his hands slipped beneath your shirt, palms warm against your skin as he tilted his head to look at you. his gaze was dark, filled with a possessive hunger that made your stomach flip. âgood,â he said simply, his voice low and full of promise.
he shifted slightly, pulling you even closer, his lips ghosting over yours. âbecause i'm not quite done with you yet.â
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hello! i recently came across your account and loveee your works!!đ€
can i pls request one w/ mingyu using the suggestive prompt #22: âyour place or mine?â maybe in a setting like the dior fashion show at fashion week where they meet at the after party? thank you for your hard work <3 !!
OOO thank you for your request!!!! <3
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suggestive prompt #22: "your place or mine?"
the after-party of the dior fashion show was everything you expected it to beâloud, glamorous, filled with celebrities and models, all the flashing lights and laughter filling the air. it was a night to remember, but honestly, all you could think about was how out of place you felt. you werenât in the same circle as most of these people, and though you were here for work, you found yourself standing off to the side, nursing a drink and watching people with easy smiles flow in and out of conversations.
as the night wore on, mingyu appeared in your peripheral vision, his tall frame unmistakable in the crowd. you caught his eyes across the room and gave him a polite smile, unsure if heâd even notice you standing there by yourself. the moment felt too awkward, but you didn't want to seem like you were standing alone, waiting for someone to acknowledge you.
it didnât take long for mingyu to approach.
"hey," he greeted, his smile genuine as he closed the distance between the two of you. "i thought i saw you earlier, but you kind of disappeared into the crowd. itâs like you're trying to blend in."
you chuckled, taking a small sip of your drink to hide the slight embarrassment creeping up. "yeah, not really my scene," you admitted, gesturing vaguely to the chaos around you. "just trying to not get in anyoneâs way."
mingyu grinned, the easy charm that he always carried in his smile making you feel more at ease. "well, youâre not in anyoneâs way, so donât worry about it. but i canât just let you stand here all alone. itâs not fair to leave someone like you to fend for yourself, y'know?"
you smiled a little wider, appreciating his kindness. "i suppose i donât mind the peace and quiet. but you donât have to stick around if you're busy."
"nah," mingyu said with a shrug, leaning slightly closer. "i was just getting bored of the same old conversations. figured you could use some company."
a light laugh bubbled out of you at that, and mingyuâs presence felt less intimidating now, more familiar. the small talk continuedâcasual banter about the fashion show, the models, and the strange feeling of being surrounded by people with more wealth than you'd ever dreamed of. mingyu had a way of making the whole thing feel down to earth, grounding you in the moment, and slowly, you started to forget about your earlier discomfort.
before long, the space between you and mingyu seemed to shrink ever so slightly, his fingers brushing against yours as he gestured animatedly while talking about a conversation he'd overheard earlier. you barely noticed it at first, but when it happened again, this time lingering a moment longer, your breath caught. the way he touched you wasnât forceful, but gentle, like he was testing the waters. you could feel his warmth radiating from his hand as it brushed against yours, and suddenly, everything around you seemed to blur.
you caught mingyu's eye again, and the smile he gave you was different this time. softer, more intimate. "you know, i didn't expect the night to go this way," he murmured, his gaze drifting to your lips before returning to your eyes.
"yeah?" you breathed, heart racing, unsure of where the conversation was heading, but not minding at all. "how did you expect it to go?"
mingyu stepped a little closer, and the space between you two became even more charged. "honestly, i didn't expect to be talking to someone as... captivating as you," he said, his tone low and sincere. his eyes never left yours, and for a second, you felt like you were the only two people in the room.
"captivating, huh?" you teased, playing along with the tension building in the air, but it was clear the mood had shifted. the playful nature of the conversation had dissolved, and now there was something heavier between the two of you.
mingyu smiled, but it wasnât quite the same smile from earlier. this one was slower, a little more thoughtful, like he was savoring the moment. "yeah," he said softly. "i canât help it." he leaned in just a little bit closer, his breath warm on your skin.
you swallowed, trying to keep your composure, but the warmth of his presence was making it difficult to think clearly. "mingyuâŠ" you whispered, unsure of where this was going, but also not wanting it to stop.
his eyes softened, and he reached out, his hand grazing your cheek gently. it felt intimate in a way that had you holding your breath. he moved even closer, now barely an inch away, and you could feel his pulse through the air.
"can i kiss you?" mingyu asked in a hushed tone, his lips dangerously close to yours.
you didn't have the words for a response, not with how intense everything felt in that moment. instead, you reached up, closing the gap between the two of you with a kiss that was soft at first, but quickly turned more desperate, your hands finding their way to his neck. the world around you fadedâthere was only mingyu, only his lips, his touch.
just as the kiss deepened, mingyu pulled back slightly, his forehead resting against yours. "wait," he whispered, his breath shaky. "we're outside... we're in public."
you couldnât help but laugh, still breathless from the kiss. "we should probably change that."
mingyu's smile was playful now, his hand trailing down to yours as he gave it a gentle squeeze. "your place or mine?" he asked with a certainty in his voice.
you met his gaze, a soft smirk tugging at your lips. "your place," you decided, pulling him closer again as he laughed, guiding him toward the exit.
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hello !! a big fan of your worksđđ
can you do angst no.2 where mingyu said smth he didn't mean in an argument with his s/o. probably smth related to her family. pls end it with a happy ending, I can not handle too much angstđđ
thank you so muchđ©·keep up the good workđ
GAAA why is this bookstory kinds cute :((
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angst prompt #2: you promised you wouldn't hurt me."
it had been a rough few days. stress from work, a few things left unsaid between the two of you, and a small misunderstanding that had been lingering in the air for a while now. but none of it felt as heavy as what mingyu had just said.
"i can't believe your family is still trying to control everything," he had spat out, his voice raised more than usual. "how are you still letting them walk all over you like that?"
the words stung harder than anything he had ever said before. and it wasn't just the sting. it was the fact that they were so far removed from how he truly felt. he didnât mean it. he never meant it. but the damage had been done, and now you were standing there, looking at him like he was a stranger.
you hadnât said anything. you couldnât. it was as if the air had been knocked out of your lungs.
mingyu instantly realized what heâd done. the angry words that had slipped out of his mouth, they werenât him. but now, looking at your face, the expression that said so much without you even needing to say anythingâit hit him like a punch in the gut.
"wait, noâ" mingyu started, his voice frantic now, his hands reaching out to you, but you stepped back, just enough to make him stop.
he froze. your movement was small, but to him, it felt like the world had just fallen apart. you backed away from him like he was a stranger, your eyes wide and filled with hurt. it was the way your body tensed as if his very presence was something you couldnât bear to be around anymore.
you took a shaky breath before speaking, the words piercing through him like a blade. "no, mingyu. you promised you wouldnât hurt me. so why would you say it, then? why that?" your voice was quieter now, the pain still there, but it wasnât as sharp as before. "mingyu, thatâs something iâve been working on with my family for so long. you know how hard it is for me to stand up to them."
the words hit harder than the argument ever could. he thought he was in control of the situation, but now, standing in front of you, he felt helpless. his heart shattered at the way you looked at him, your gaze filled with disbelief, the trust he had worked so hard to build between you both crumbling in an instant.
"i didnât mean it, i swear," mingyu stammered, his voice cracking. "i was just angry, and i said something that i shouldnât have. i donât think that about your family, not at all."
but it was too late. he could see it in your eyesâthe hurt was real. you didn't say anything, but the way you clutched your arms across your chest, the way you refused to look at him anymoreâit was like he had burned the bridge between you, and now, there was nothing left to salvage.
his hands were shaking as he stepped toward you, desperate to fix things, but the more he reached out, the more you recoiled. and that was when mingyuâs heart truly cracked. he had broken you.
he stepped back as if physically struck by your rejection. "no, waitâplease," he begged, his voice barely above a whisper, but the pain in it was so raw. "i didnât mean it. you know i didnâtâ"
your face remained unreadable, distant. you couldnât look at him. could barely stand to be near him.
and mingyu couldnât breathe. this was his fault. every second felt like the world was slipping away, and all he wanted to do was pull you into his arms, beg for forgiveness, but he couldnât move. he was stuck, frozen in the reality that his words had made you pull away from him.
without warning, mingyuâs chest tightened, and the tears that had been threatening to fall finally broke free. his vision blurred as the realization hit him. he had hurt you. he had hurt you in a way he never thought he could, and now, he was losing you.
"iâm so sorry," he whispered, his voice cracking again as he broke down. "i never meant to hurt you like this."
he wiped his eyes roughly, trying to compose himself, but the tears kept coming. "i donât deserve your forgiveness, but please... please let me fix this. i donât want to lose you. i donât want to hurt you."
you stood there, silent, your expression unreadable. mingyu felt like his world was collapsing around him, and he couldnât stop the tears from flowing.
finally, after what felt like an eternity, you spoke, your voice barely above a whisper. "you promised you wouldnât hurt me."
mingyu nodded, his face crumpling in pain as he let the words sink in. he had broken that promise. and the guilt weighed heavily on him.
you looked at him, your eyes softening just a little, though the hurt was still evident in them. "but why did you say it?" you asked quietly, your voice trembling. "why did you say that about my family?"
mingyu couldnât answer. he could barely breathe, let alone find the right words. he had no excuse, no reason, just regret. his chest tightened at the thought of you feeling this way, and it was more than he could handle.
he stepped forward slowly, shakily, his hands held out, but you didnât move. your gaze didnât leave his face as you stayed frozen, unsure if you should trust him again.
and then, mingyu spoke again, his voice raw and desperate. "please, donât shut me out. i love you... i love you so much. i would never hurt you intentionally. please just... let me make it right."
you stayed still for a long time. mingyu wasnât sure if you could ever look at him the same way again, but he would wait. he would wait as long as it took.
finally, after what felt like an eternity of silence, you took a small step toward him. your expression was still cautious, but there was something in your eyesâa flicker of hope, maybe.
"okay," you whispered, your voice so quiet that mingyu had to strain to hear it. "but you have to promise me one more thing."
mingyuâs heart leaped in his chest, the raw emotion thickening his throat. he didnât need to think twice. "anything. i promise."
you let out a shaky breath, and for the first time that night, your eyes softened in a way that mingyu would hold onto forever. "promise me that youâll never let me feel like this again," you whispered, your voice breaking.
his heart pounded as he reached for you, his hands trembling as they cupped your face gently. the moment felt fragile, like the smallest movement could shatter everything, but he couldnât stand the distance any longer. "i wonât. iâll love you in every way that you deserve."
he pressed his forehead against yours, the weight of his own guilt and relief mixing in a way that left him breathless. "i promise," he whispered back. "i swear on everything, iâll never let you go. iâll never hurt you again."
you both stood there, caught in the quiet moment where nothing else mattered, the weight of your shared promise sinking in. in the stillness, mingyuâs tears slowed, and his heart slowly healed, piece by piece.
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Not requesting, just passing by to say thanks for your hard work, I love your drabbles đ«¶đ»
<3 thank you lovely!!@@ i really appreciate it đ€
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