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2wa: "oh, babe, let me give you a massage" actually just gives you a nice massage and that's it VS. hands start wandering places 0.5 seconds in.
Shownu vs. Jooheon
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8:15? 🖤
08:15
You bite down on the toast, your eyes widening as you discover that it’s so hard you’re sure your teeth will break before the bread will.
Jooheon stands at the edge of the mattress, eagerly awaiting your praise. “Well?” he asks, looking down at you through messy, sleep mussed hair and black rimmed glasses.
“Mmmm…” you nod, desperate for a little chunk to snap off. “Yummy.”
His face falls, that childish pout rising to pucker his lips and furrow his brows. “It’s shit, isn’t it?”
“No!” you say, shifting in the bed sheets. “No, Honey, it’s lovely… It’s just… well, maybe it’s a little overcooked.”
He reaches to grab the plate from your hand, the sleeve of his fluffy navy pyjamas brushing your wrist. He looks down at the toast as though it’s his greatest enemy, and you fight not to laugh.
“I just wanted to make you something nice for breakfast.” he says. “What kind of bread is this anyway?”
“Well… it’s not really supposed to be toasted.” you tell him, gently.
“Yeah, cause it’s fucking stupid.”
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Hi Queen❣️❣️❣️ I’m getting back into reading and bought 2 books while I was out in Dallas this weekend and I’m really excited to get into them!!! I know you’re busy atm but if you can pretty please with a cherry on top do a little scenario with Heony and his s/o where she’s camped out in his studio surrounded by books, a fuzzy blanket and a cup of green tea and he can’t help but feel soft seeing her like this. It’s a silly request but it would mean the world to me!! Love you Queenbebe💕💕💕
You could hear the muffled music drift quietly from Honey’s headphones, the hip-hop beat a familiar lullaby to your ears and soundtrack to your reading.
You felt so at peace here like this, like it was exactly where you needed to be. It was one of those rare Sunday mornings when you could afford to be a little lazy together, and both of you were still dressed in the makeshift pyjamas you’d worn to sleep on the couch last night. You hadn’t even gotten up yet this morning, sandwiched between the leather and the fluff of the heavy blanket, immersed in your novel.
The sun shone in through the little sliver of window visible beside Honey’s desk, casting him in a warm, comforting glow. He looked like an angel sitting there bathed in the sunrise, his white tee tinged a soft pink-orange - a shade lighter and dreamier than his hair.
You looked over the top of your book at him for what must have been the hundredth time in a few minutes, your lip finding the sharp point of your teeth. He made you feel so giddy, so very… playful. You were insanely aware of his presence in the small space, and just how much of it his powerful aura filled. Sure enough, also for the hundredth time in a few minutes, you found him staring back at you in the reflection of his computer monitor. The progress of the song displayed on the huge screen was untouched since the last time you’d looked up.
He caught your eyes for a moment and smirked knowingly, tilting his head and looking away as if he were shy, as if he were timid.
What bullshit.
You lifted the heavy mug of tea that rested on the counter beside you, using the china to bite the grin that desired to pull at your lips and the tea to swallow the overwhelming excitement that rose in your throat. You looked back at the page as you placed the cup back on the coaster, re-reading the same line for the hundredth time in a few minutes.
“You know…” Honey said softly, his deep and melodic voice drifting through the quiet, sleepy air, “I only let you stay the night because you promised you wouldn’t distract me in the morning.”
You looked up at him again, finding him half turned in his chair, face bathed in the glow of the rising sun. God, he looked so beautiful, his smirk catching a pretty little shadow, his brown eyes illuminated golden.
“I’m not.” you replied, nudging him innocently with a thick-socked foot. “I’m reading. I’m not saying or doing anything,”
He caught your foot, rubbing it slightly with his thumbs. “Oh? Is that so? Why can’t I get shit done, then?”
You folded the book over. “It’s not my fault you find me so irresistible.”
He laughs, a disbelieving snort. “Maybe if you didn’t think so damn loud…”
“Maybe…” you countered, twisting your foot in his grip so he hit the sweet spot, “… if you just accepted you’re fighting a battle you’re never going to win and come and cuddle with me instead…”
He smiled. “Would you like me to?”
You nodded, eyes fluttering at how good the foot rub felt. A moment later, he was crawling across the couch towards where you lay, pulling back the covers to squeeze in next to you. You wrapped an arm around his neck as he nestled his head in the nook of your shoulder, his hand spreading heat across your lower stomach.
“Read to me, then.” he said, eyes closing over.
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soft 2.10 am with jooheon, please? goodnight my beloved queen🖤
02:10
You had fallen asleep on him, even though you’d promised him you wouldn’t.
“Of course I’ll manage to watch.” you’d lied, shamelessly, when he’d eagerly tried to share a YouTube video he’d seen that morning with you. It had taken less than thirty seconds before he’d heard the heavy breathing.
You snored lightly, so adorably that he was sure his heart would literally melt, your little squashed noises fluttering from between your lips to blow his hair. Every time the little grunt was particularly loud, tickling his neck, he couldn’t help but laugh and squeeze your waist tightly.
You were so cute, what the heck.
Yoshi prowled up his leg, walking across his tummy. Her dark, clever eyes looked down at you, before peering over at Joo as if to say: “wow. cute.”
“Right?” Jooheon responded to her, his voice so quiet. “I’ve already written three songs about it in my head.”
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wonho: making minhyuk my bias is the best decision i’ve ever made.
minhyuk: awww thanks wonho.
wonho: [hiding his btob poster] haha....haha...yeah
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Who fits the scenario: you’re lying against him in your thong and he reaches across and grips your ass, biting his lip. He then takes a pic of his fingers digging deep against your skin
This is the most Jooheon thing I’ve ever read.
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owa: who can’t keep their eyes and hands off your ass if it’s in sight or reach
shawty got them apple bottom jeans, boots with the fuuurr…
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4:10am with 🐝?
You feel something touch your shoulder from within the deep recesses of sleep. It’s familiar and warm, but you don’t want to wake up right now. Everything around you is too cosy and comfy for such a premature return to reality.
You shrug the touch off, trying to roll onto your side, but whatever it is only shakes you harder in response. From somewhere far away, the sound muffled in your ears, you hear a soft call.
“Baby… baby, wake up, please.”
It’s Jooheon, and the recognition of his deep voice pulls you above the surface of your dreams almost immediately, called to attention by the promise of his presence. The butterflies are already fluttering around your tummy as you open your eyes, your head turning to look for him, to be reassured he’s alright.
Your eyes find his, almost lost to the blackness of early morning, but when you squint you make out the wild mess of his bed head and the small smile of his pouted lips.
“What’s wrong?” you ask, groggy.
“I can’t sleep.” he replies, and you feel his fingers trail the skin of your shoulder. “I know it’s shitty to wake you, but I needed a kiss. You fell asleep before we could say goodnight, and it didn’t feel right.”
The butterflies go wild, intoxicated by his words, and a moment later your hand is on his cheek, guiding him into you for a meltingly soft, toe-curling smooch.
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11:34 pm?
“I wrote a song for you today.” Hyungwon says, completely out of nowhere.
Wait, what? God. Why the hell did he say that? He hadn’t written a damn thing. God. The words had spilled from his mouth before his brain had properly engaged.
God.
“Oh?” you say, your voice muffled through the phone. “Sing it for me, then.”
Hyungwon hits his forehead with his hand repeatedly, face scrunched. “Eh, well… I mean… It’s not finished yet. It’s still a work in progress…”
As in it’s only a few seconds old.
“That’s okay.” you tell him expectantly.
“Ah…” he says, awkwardly clearing his throat. “Well… It goes something like… la, la, lalala, la, la, lalala, la…”
You’re silent on the other end.
And then you both start cracking up.
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11:59 p.m
“I love when you grab my ass and call me yours…” you tell Jooheon as he kisses your neck, his hands disappearing beneath the waistband of your pyjamas. You feel him smile against your skin and squeeze your flesh deeper, harder, as he asks: “Yeah? What else do you love?”
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