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Admittedly not the outcome I had hoped for BUT! Away we go! ✨

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You Ride with Me Tonight. Pt. 2

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I know I said I was gonna wait and get input on this but I got excited and wrote what I wanted anyway :)

ps. This has not been spell checked or edited this is rogue :))

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Genres: Kinda angsty, will eventually be smut, au where they’re just a bit more bold

Warnings: very handsy, sexual implications, nothing too serious yet

The Ride

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You didn’t know what to think. Normally, the boys left out the back immediately and you would wait with the other producers until the audience cleared out. But this wasn’t normal, you hadn’t ever been publicly associated with the group, and now here you were on live tv practically sitting on Hobi’s lap.

When the boys finished their performance and the curtains closed, they all shook hands with Jimmy, as did you, and bowed out to get back to the hotel. J-Hope made a point to be last, giving Jimmy a big hug and even bigger smile. On his way past you he grabbed your wrist and pulled you with him towards the van. The rest of the group had already loaded up, and the only spaces left were in the middle row, right next to Yoongi. It’s like they planned this, seeing the four boys piled in the three seats in the back. Hobi ushered you into the seat and followed behind you, shutting the door. He leaned into your neck and whispered;

“You ride with me tonight”

You couldn’t help what happened next. As the driver takes off, you roll over a speed bump and gasp, failing to cover the slight moan his breath on your throat pulls from you. Your body reacted on instinct, leaning into his words to feel his lips meet your neck. You slap your hand over your mouth and retreat back to your own space, sitting up straight and hiding behind your fingers. You were not going to survive this.

You had spent 6 months with these men so far, learning their bodies and the ways they can move. Guiding them as best you can to find their own confidence in dance. That, however, meant very close physical contact often, and you were not immune to your nature. These men are carved out of porcelain like walking Greek Gods. You’ve stayed up late thinking about the way Hobi moves his hips, and how Yoongi bites his lips when he’s really feeling himself. The things they could do to you..

Your retreat did not go unnoticed, the boys in the back stopping their conversation at the sound of your hand hitting your mouth. Jungkook, being the youngest, was forced on the laps of his elders in the back row. He leaned forward, putting his head directly between you and Hoseok, and turned to look at you.

“You okay Y/n?”

You closed your eyes for a moment and swallowed, placing your hand back in your lap and smiling.

“Yes Kookie, my breath got caught in my throat when we went over that bump back there. I’m okay.”

He seemed to believe you, smiling back at you and nodding, he returned to his mates to continue their discussion. You breathed a sigh of relief, temporarily calming your nerves. This, however, did not last.

The driver and Namjoon are deep in conversation about New York, and you’re trying to listen to what the driver is saying about restaurants when you feel a cold hand slide onto your thigh. You looked down in confusion, Hoseok did not have cold hands, and he was not sitting on your left. You followed the slim fingers up dark veins until you met Yoongi’s gaze. This time your breath really did catch in your throat, struggling to comprehend not one, but two of them coming onto you in succession.

Yoongi’s fingers slid over your thigh to reach where it met your other, not breaking eye contact, he squeezed at your leg and winked. This, you assumed, was a signal. Hoseok’s warm hand met your waist, just underneath where your shirt met your pants. Together their fingers gently prodded at your skin, kneading into you as you finally broke your staring contest with Yoongi. You bowed your head and took a deep breath, letting it out shakily as you tried to take back control of your thoughts. Everyone is in this van together. This cannot be happening, they can’t be doing this, somebody is going to notice, I can’t stop myself from-

“Don’t worry baby”

You felt Yoongi’s nose brush against your ear.

“We’ll take care of you”

Hoseok leaned into your side, hand sliding across your back and lips breathing his words into your neck again. Your whole body tensed, caught between overthinking and giving in. Their hands felt so good on your skin, and you didn’t want this to stop, but it was all happening so fast. Hoseok pulled at your belt loop with his hand across your back, lifting your skirt up just enough for Yoongi to inch his hand closer to your center.

You were like putty at their fingertips, melting into every little movement and holding back all the sounds that threaten to leave your lips. Yoongi leaned into you harder as he moved his hand, catching your ear between his teeth, he swiped at it with his tongue before biting at it gently and closing his lips around it. You couldn’t help but lean into his mouth, exposing your neck to a waiting Hoseok who licked a thin stripe up your neck. This was it, there was no way you could hold yourself back and stay quie-

“We’re here.”

The boys retracted their hands and their tongues, sitting up straight and relaxed as if nothing had happened seconds before. You felt significantly less composed, you could feel the saliva on your neck from Hoseok, you knew your skirt was hiked up just a little bit too much on Yoongi’s side. But you took advantage of the hustle of everyone unbuckling and adjusted your hair and your clothes, trying to keep your gaze down.

Everyone unloaded the van and started walking into the hotel. Management had already checked in for you guys so it was straight to the elevators and up, having received your keycard at the studio alongside the boys. Everyone was on the 33rd floor, and you all piled into one glass elevator to get to the top. Smooshed into the back with 8 people occupying the space, you feel your ass press against the glass where a hand lay, grabbing at your skirt and on display for anyone looking at the elevators from the ground floor.

You snap your head to the right to see Hoseok smirking, eyeing you as he slides his fingers down, to dip below your skirt. He hooks them up and just barely brushes against your cloth covered core. This causes you to squeeze your thighs together and bow your head, desperately keeping your groan at bay. Yoongi, who had been infront of the two of you this whole time, turns around and settles his knee between your legs, forcing Hoseok’s fingers to press deeper into you while his leg puts pressure on your clit.

You throw your head back, leaning against the glass wall of the elevator you stare at Hoseok as you grind into the thigh between your legs, feeling his fingers push against your hole.

The elevator rises counting off the floors in a robotic voice, and like the flip of a switch floor 32 is announced and both men have returned to their own space and suddenly learned how to keep their hands to themselves. Everyone unloads from the elevator, never looking back or considering what happened behind them, and splits off to their rooms. Jin and Namjoon share a suite, as do Hoseok and Yoongi of course, and the younger three boys share one room. You, coincidentally, get a room to yourself, though not nearly as big or decked out as the boys.

You keep your head down and walk towards the end of the hall to round the corner, your smaller room was a few turns away from the suites the boys got to stay in. You passed the last ornately designed hotel door, the “Celebrity Suites” offered by the hotel, and a hand caught the back belt loop on your skirt. You turn around to see Hoseok and Yoongi leaning out of their door, the hand of the latter still gripping at your bottoms.

“We’re not done with you yet.”

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Lucky Stay

Lucky Stay

The Mafia Boss of Stray Kids is enjoying a day out for lunch with his brother and finds the wallet of a pretty girl having a hard time. Here’s what he does with it.

Genre: Mafia!AU, It'll get violent eventually, uhh eventual smut, college!AU technically? idk

A/N: I saw this idea on a writing prompt Tumblr account forever ago and I finally got around to starting something, but I can’t find the account,. I have actual plans for this story and I’m in a better mental health state than I have been in a long time so I’ll hopefully be writing more. Hope you enjoy!

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(Y/N) rushed out of her college campus, running to catch the bus across the street. Tripping, all her things get spread across the sidewalk and she hits the ground, hard. The sound of the bus taking off makes y/n slump, slowly collecting her stuff off the ground. Trudging towards her dorm she calls her boss and tells him she’ll be late. 

Bang Chan, leader of Mafia Stray Kids, was on his way to meet his brother for lunch. He chose a little diner near the university, mainly because it’s within walking distance of the base and he wanted to enjoy the sunny day. Crossing in front of campus, Chan sits on a bench across from the diner and stretches out. Swinging his legs back, he kicks something and hears it skid across the concrete underneath him. He leans down and grabs a wallet, black with a little silver pendant. He flips it around in his hands a few times and opens it up, finding a drivers license and a few cards, all with the name ‘(firstname-lastname)’. He stares at the picture on the license and is faced with the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen. 

“Hey man! Ready to eat?”

Looking up, Chan’s younger brother had walked up to the bench and clapped him on the shoulder. He put all the contents back into your wallet and tucked it into his jacket, a problem for a later time, and went to enjoy a meal with his brother. 

You returned to your shared room and changed into a clean uniform, pulling out your phone to call yourself a ride to work. 

“How will you be paying today, cash or card?” 

The lady over the phone asks. 

“Oh! Uh-card! Give me one second” 

You fished around in your bag for a minute or two and felt the panic set it; your wallet was gone. What chance did you have?

“shitshitshit okay uhh-“

You hang up on the taxi service lady and call your boss, trying to explain to him your current situation. 

“I don’t care, (y/n), just get your ass to work here soon or you’re fired!”

The line went dead as your boss hung up and you slumped down against the wall. No wallet, no ride to work, what were you going to do? Rubbing your eyes, you make your way over to the beanbag your closet and silently cry yourself to sleep.

After lunch with his brother, Bangchan strolled around the shops nearby, not really looking for anything. He wanders into a jewelry store and gets distracted by the watches, a white gold band with a diamond lined watch face, he didn’t even glance at the price tag. 

“I’ll take this one.” 

He pointed the watch out for the lady and followed her to the register, reaching into his coat and pulling out your wallet. It caught him by surprise, almost having forgot about his find. He flipped it over in his hands, lost in thought for a minute.

The woman cleared her throat to get Chan’s attention.

“Ahem, sir, that’ll be $10,989.12”

He ran his fingers along the silver pendant and smiles.

“Ahh I’m sorry ma’am, I just realized something.” 

With that, Bangchan dipped out of the store and called his driver, not wanting to walk back to the hideout. He had a better plan to spend that kind of money on.

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Returning to the hideout, Bangchan busies himself immediately. Sat down at his desk he pulls out your wallet and empties its contents. He again stares at your drivers license, lost in the picture of you. He shakes his head and gets back on track, entering all of your information into his system and hacking into your accounts. Within minutes he has access to every file about you, he has access to your bank account, your school…

“That’s close” he thinks out loud, wanting to meet the beautiful girl in the picture. He spends the next hour or two digging into your life, finding your little apartment in the rough part of town, learning you pay for your schooling out of pocket, and figuring out where you work. He didn’t expect someone so pretty and smart to be in such a horrible situation, and now you don’t even have your wallet with all your information and money. He was gonna fix this.

You woke up to soft music playing, stretching out on the beanbag you had fallen asleep on. Yawning,  you pulled out your phone and checked the time.

“Shit it’s 2 AM?!”

You groaned and rubbed your face, climbing out of your hiding spot and grabbing a water bottle. Deciding a walk would help you clear your mind you throw on a hoodie and head out the door. Before you can take more than a step onto the porch of your apartment you are met with a box, wrapped in brown paper and tied with a string, your name written neatly on the front. Picking it up, you head back inside and slide onto your mattress on the floor, spinning the box around in your hands. No one had ever sent you anything, let alone hand delivered things. It was 2:00 AM, the mail from yesterday had come before your day took a turn for the worst, and there were no stamps or postal service evidence on it; someone dropped this off sometime after your roommate got home but before you woke up, which only amounts to about a two hour window. You shook your head to clear your thoughts.

Pulling at the black twine tied around the paper, you slowly unwrapped it. Inside was an envelope and a cardboard box, your name written in the same neat manner as before on the letter. You carefully ripped open the envelope and pulled out your drivers license, a debit card you had never seen before, but adorning your name, and a messily scrawled note.

“Oh lucky (Y/N), I found your wallet. I’m a friend, don’t ask questions, just use this card for whatever you need, there’s no limit on it. -CB97”

You read it aloud to yourself multiple times, mumbling the tag at the end trying to figure out where you had seen it before. 

“CB97,” you said, “Who is CB97?”

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In case anyone is having a bad night:

Here is the fudgiest brownie in a mug recipe I’ve found

Here are some fun sites

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*tucks you in with fuzzy blanket* *pats your head*

You’ll be okay, friend <3

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valkyrie by oneus

okay i really like this .

STAN ONEUS

i really sleep on the best groups sometimes 🤦🏼‍♀️

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late lil happy birthday to the sweetest purest lil ball of sunshine from australia

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Needy

Living with your boyfriend turned out to be much more exciting than you expected.

SMUT

Warnings: kinda fluffy actually , oral sex (female receiving) , unprotected sex , fingering , overstimulation , uhh i never know what to put in these , low key dom chan , lowkey praise kink maybe ? , pure filth

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The summer heat had exhausted you after getting lunch with your friends. Getting home, you laid down on the couch and drifted off to sleep, killing time until you could start dinner.

Bangchan got off work early and wanted to surprise you. He bought you a nice set of lingerie and your favorite candies, a treat for his princess. When he unlocked the front door of your shared apartment, he expected you to be coming out from one of the rooms, hearing the locks turning. Being greeted by what seemed to be an empty house shocked Chan a bit but he walked into the kitchen and set down his keys and your gift. Glancing into the living room he catches sight of you, tight jean shorts up to your belly button and a little crop top, riding up to show your bralette. He was contemplating letting you sleep and starting dinner but you began to shift on the couch, stretching your back and rubbing your legs together. A little whine leaves your lips though your eyes stay shut and you settle back into the couch after.

Within seconds Bangchan is by your side, hand on your face and a smirk on his.

“Are you whining for me babygirl?”

You shift around in your sleep and tighten your legs, moving your hips to create friction. He laughs at you and pulls your thighs apart, expertly finding your clit through your jeans and underwear and pressing down on it. Your eyes shoot open and you reach down to grab his wrist.

“What’s wrong princess, you were practically calling for me in your sleep, i know what you want.”

He had a dark glint in his eye and you knew better than to deny him the truth, you could feel yourself getting wetter with each word he spoke.

“I- i just didn’t expect you to be home so soon, i was gonna make dinner for-“

Chan started placing kisses along your neck, sucking and biting at your sweet spot.

“I’m starting with dessert.”

He bit down on your earlobe and flicked open the button of your shorts. He traveled his way down and pulled your crop top over your boobs with his teeth, wiggling your pants off at the same time. He sat back into the couch and pulled you on top of him. Chan undid your bralette and dipped his head to catch one of your boobs in his mouth.

Hands on your hips, Chan grinded himself up into you causing you to let out a whine.

“Sh, shh, patience princess.”

He continued his sucking and nipping at your boobs while you followed his grip and ground your hips into his. Knowing he wouldn’t stop teasing you until you were begging, you sat back on your heels and focused your weight on Bangchans crotch, swirling your hips in a circle and moaning at the way it felt. Your boyfriend also paused, throwing his head back and digging his fingers into your hips.

“Somebody’s needy today,”

You did it again and groaned, looking him directly in the eyes. He flipped you over and pinned your arms above your head with one of his hands, the other cupping your core.

“Ill be right back, if you move or touch yourself while I’m gone you’ll regret it.”

Bangchan took another look at you stretched out on the couch, hot and bothered, all for him, and walked away with a smirk. You contemplated moving just to enjoy a spanking session with Chan but the chance he won’t let you cum if you do is too risky. You could hear him ruffling around in the kitchen and you closed your eyes, arching your back.

“You look so pretty like that princess, keep your eyes closed for me”

You felt yourself dripping with arousal and smiled at his compliment. He slid your hair off your shoulders and slipped one of his ties around your eyes. Gasping, you reached up to stop him.

“I-I’ve never.. I don’t know Chan..”

He moved it off your face and stared into your eyes.

“Do you trust me babygirl? It will make this a bit more…exciting”

He whispered the last word and caught your collarbone in-between his teeth, causing you to gasp again.

“I t-trust you Bangchan.”

He smiled at your and caught you in a kiss, taking a minute to enjoy your lips on his. He tied your blindfold on, took off your panties, and his touch left you for a moment.

“Alright babygirl, keep your hands to yourself and don’t take that tie off or there will be consequences, understand?”
You shifted your position so you were sitting normally on the couch, legs dangling off the edge.

“I understand.”

You spoke with a smile, excited to feel Bangchan near you again. He kneeled down infant of your legs and put his hands on your knees, spreading your thighs apart and exposing you to him. Leaning in, he blew ice cold air onto your dripping heat, making you whine and wiggle down into the couch trying to get closer to him.

He held your thighs as far apart as you could stretch and licked a stripe up your core, circling your clit with his tongue. Your whole body shuddered and you felt goosebumps rise at the feeling of his cold mouth on your heat. He placed a kiss on your clit and pressed an ice cube held in his mouth up against you. Your hands shot to grab onto his hair but you caught yourself right before pulling it.

“I-I’m sorry I didn’t m-mean to, I-i just…”

He sucked your clit into his mouth and swirled it between the ice cube and his cold tongue, releasing it with a pop.

“I’ll let it slide this time since you weren’t expecting it. Only this once though , you hear me? Keep those pretty fingers out of my hair and keep your hands to yourself.”

You nodded, knowing he was looking up at you even if you couldn’t see him. He buried himself back into your core, pushing the ice cube just between your lips and leaving it there as he licked up every drop of you he could get. He swirled it around your clit , using one of his hands to hold it there while he pushed his tongue into you, wiggling it around and ravishing himself with the taste of you. The feeling of his hands on you mixed with the cold ice and his warm tongue had you in ecstasy, grabbing at the couch and grinding into his face. After you let out a deep moan Bangchan took the hint, popping the ice cube back in his mouth which he then placed back over your clit. He held it there for a moment before sliding two of his fingers into you, curling them up and brushing at your g-spot. You gasped and then whined, losing your mind in pleasure.

“Bangchan, ah, please, let me touch you, I’ll do whatever you, ah, whatever you want.”

He bit into the remaining piece of ice and looked up at you, a thoughtful expression on his face.

“I suppose you’ve been a good girl today, you deserve a treat”

He smirked at you and winked before going back to destroying your clit with his tongue and fucking you with his fingers. Your hands shot to his hair, pulling his face closer to your core as you grinded yourself into his hand. As your moans grew louder, he sucked your clit into his mouth and swirled it around his tongue while curling his fingers up into your core. You could barely get his name out before cumming, legs shaking and eyes squeezed shut as he continued through your orgasm, cleaning your cum up with his mouth before meeting you in a kiss.

You could taste yourself on his tongue and you relished in the feeling. He slid off your blindfold and moved your hands behind your back, securing them in place with the tie. You were too captivated in his lips on yours to notice him fiddling around above you until he pulled away, grabbing your leg and placing it over his shoulder, leaning in for another kiss. With his lips back on yours, Chan slid himself into your heat and paused, buried inside, and let out a low groan. He started a steady pace pulling out to the tip and then slamming back into you.

“This little pussy is always so tight for me, you take me so well, fuck y/n”

You were whimpering and moaning with each thrust he took, the sensitivity from your previous orgasm amplifying everything. He gripped your waist and dug his fingers into you, almost definitely leaving bruises. He dropped his head and his pace faltered for a second before flipping you over, staying inside of you as he positioned himself under you. Placing his hands back on your hips, he guided you up and down his shaft while you wiggled against the tie on your wrists.

“Bangc-chan- I can’t I’m gonna- ah, please”

He stopped bouncing you on his dick and let you rest on his chest, slowly grinding your hips together.

“You’re doing so well for me babygirl, you’ve been doing so well for me all day.”

He tucked your hair behind your ear and leaned up to kiss the top of your head.

“Do you want to cum, princess?”

You sat up and looked down at Bangchan, his eyes were filled with lust and he had sweat dripping down his forehead.

“You look so fucking hot right now, Chan, please.”

He grabbed your waist and flipped over again, holding you against him and nudging your knees onto the couch. He laid you face down, ass up on and ran his hands all over your back, tracing out the curves of your back with his grip.

“Wait for me”

With a whisper in your ear, Chan stood up straight behind you and slipped himself inside your heat, throwing his head back with a groan and grabbing onto your ass. He looked back down and started pounding into you, watching himself go in and out of you as you whimpered out moans underneath him. He tightened his grip before pulling his hand away and slapping your ass with a particularly hard thrust, letting out another groan.

“Your ass is so perfect, I love the way it fits in my hands.”

He massaged the cheek he slapped and bent down to kiss on your back, moving his other hand to your boob. He pressed himself flush against you and grinded his hips into yours, biting at your shoulder. He took his hand off your ass and wrapped it around your throat, standing back up straight and pulling you with him. He started pounding up into you, letting go of your boob to prop your leg up on the couch, digging his hand into your thigh and he held you against him. You moaned out as Bangchan used his hand on your neck to push your head back, biting into your neck and then soothing your skin with his lips.

“C-Chan I’m gonna, ah, please, don’t stop”

He let go of your jawline and reached around to your clit, rolling it between two fingers.

“Just a little-“

He let out a groan when you squeezed around him.

“Little longer babygirl, you can do it.”

He put pressure on your clit and pounded up into you, quicker and harder than he had all night. You were almost screaming out in pleasure, shaking your head back and forth knowing you were going to break and cum any second now. His pace faltered and he attached his lips to your neck.

“Cum for me princess.”

He let you go and you fell forward, face buried in the couch as your whole body shook in ecstasy and Chan continued to thrust into you. He threw his head back with a hard thrust and you felt his warmth spill inside of you. Collapsing onto you, he kissed up your shoulders to your neck, turning your head and kissing you on the lips.

He slipped out of you and walked into the kitchen. He cleaned himself off with a wet napkin and came back to see you fucked out on the couch, sweat dripping off you and cum dripping out of you. He slid your panties back on and you whimpered, the oversensitivity hitting you.

“Just for a minute baby, we don’t wanna make a mess all over the house.”

Chan picked you up and carried you into the bathroom, sitting you down on the toilet and running a bath. You squirmed around at the feeling of Bangchans cum in your panties and stood up to take them off. Your knees gave out and you almost fell, being saved by Chans strong arms around your waist.

“Careful, y/n. I’ll take care of you, don’t worry.”

He sat you back down on the toilet, sliding your underwear off and spreading your legs, kneeling down to face your heat. He swiped his fingers and collected the juices dripping out of you, using two and pushing his cum back into you. You whined out, crying in oversensitivity. He scissored his finger inside of you and you hunched over to lean your head on his shoulder.

“I-I can’t”

He turned his head and kissed your temple.

“Just one more princess, look.”

He turned your head so you could watch his fingers pump in and out of you, his wrist flexing as he curled them up into you.

“You take me so well y/n, sometimes I can’t believe this pretty little pussy is all mine. Let me make you cum one more time princess, I love making you feel good.”

He brought his other hand up and rubbed at your clit, adding a third finger inside of you. He glanced back at you to make sure you were watching and he leaned forward and flatten his tongue against your clit and flexing it. You could barely hear yourself yell out his name, back arched and toes pointed as you grinded into his tongue and rode out your orgasm. You pulled at his hair and tugged his head back when you came down, his touch too much.

“You always taste so fucking good babygirl.”

He picked you up and sat you down in the bathtub, pouring in some bubble bath and body oil for you.

“Relax and enjoy your bath princess, I’ll make dinner.”

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can you do a scenario where you’re youngjaes little sister and his best friend yugyeom has always flirted w you/teased you. then one day yugyeom and you are left alone at the house and shit goes down 😌

I got you sis, shit shall go down in part 2 ;)

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And They Were Roomates Pt. 1

KIM YUGYEOM SMUT

warnings: drinking, nothing sexual yet but Yugyeom is a flirt all damn day

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Visiting your brother, Youngjae, for the summer was even better than you expected. You two grew up very close, he was your best friend and there was a mutual respect for eachother. His best friend, Kim Yugyeom, was a different story. Youngjae met Yugyeom in middle school and he instantly took your spot as your brothers go to person. To make matters worse, he picked on you relentlessly. You learned to ignore the comments but they still stuck in the back of your head.

“You’re so uptight, why don’t you let loose for once and party with us”

“Wow y/n, your outfit looks half decent today”

“I don’t know why you wear your hair up so much when you know it makes you look way less attractive”

Over the years there was no way to deny your feelings for Yugyeom, his black hair and his beautiful voice, not to mention he towered over you. But everytime he came at you with another backhanded compliment it made you question everything. Is he trying to be nice? Is he trying to be a dick? What does he actually mean?? It constantly left your head spinning.

When your brother told the family he was moving out and sharing an apartment across the country with Yugyeom, everyone was ecstatic but you. Then you graduated school as well and Youngjae offered you a spot on the futon in his room, just for the summer so you two could see eachother before you went off to college. Of course you accepted, completely forgetting you’d also be sharing an apartment with his best friend too.

When Youngjae picked you up from the airport he was just as sweet as he was before he moved, standing at the gate with a sign, your name written in big blue letters. You ran into his arms and he dropped everything to catch you and spin around, hugging you with all of his strength.

“I’ve missed you, sis. I’m glad you wanted to stay with me!”

He beamed down at you as you recollected your things. He reached out and took your suitcase, leaving you with just your backpack.

“I’ve missed you too, brother. I cant wait to see your apartment!”

The ride home was just like old times, music blaring with the two of you screaming along to the lyrics. When he pulled up to his place, you hopped out and practically ran up the steps to his door. He followed you, chuckling and carrying all your luggage. Stepping into the front room you were hit with a very strong scent of cologne, but not just your brothers.

“Yugyeom is still at work i think, he’ll be home in a little bit. Let me show you around.”

After the little house tour, you flopped down on the futon you would sleep on for the next two months. Youngjae could see the gears turning in your brain from the look on your face.

“You looked stressed, I’m going to pick up some groceries and get takeout for dinner. Would you like to come or are you going to sit here and worry yourself some more?”

He could always tell when something was bothering you, and you hated it.

“I’m fine, J. Bring home some Sake and Vodka, we’ll talk later. I’m gonna take a nap while you’re out.”

He looked down at you on the futon and you faked a smile for him, convincing enough for him to grab his keys and wave at you on his way to the front door. You had forgot Yugyeom would also be here all summer.

Stupid, you thought, how did i let that slip my mind? Deciding to put it on the back burner, you snuggled into the blanket you brought from home and tried to focus on anything else. You eventually drifted off to sleep, dreaming of the dumb boy from high school who stole your best friend and loved to tease you.

“YOUNGJAE WHERE ARE YOU I NEED TO COMPLAIN, CUSTOMERS KICKED MY ASS TODAY”

You woke up to the same voice you fell asleep thinking about, that of Kim Yugyeom. You got up with your blanket wrapped around you like a cape and walked out into the living room. Yugyeom stood in the kitchen with his back to you, digging in the fridge for something. He grabbed a beer bottle and popped the top off.

“CHOI YOUNG JA- oh. how long have you been here?”

He turned around, eyes closed and yelling, only opening them at the last syllable of your brothers name. You looked shocked to say the least, but the innocent look on your face and your messy hair from your nap had Yugyeom’s head spinning. You had aged well, growing into your big eyes and long legs, which were peeking out from the blanket wrapped around you.

“Uh, a few hours maybe? Youngjae left to go shopping and pick up dinner, i fell asleep. What was so bad at work today?”

For your brothers sake, you told yourself, you were going to try to get along with Yugyeom. Maybe he’d grown out of picking on you and learned how to treat a woman. He walked back to the fridge and grabbed another beer before passing you and dropping himself down into the loveseat with a groan. You followed him silently and sat on the beanbag chair across from him, but definitely not because it gave you a perfect shot of his face.

He reached forward and handed you the second beer he pulled from the fridge and you gladly accepted. He raised his own for a moment and took a deep breath.

“All i have to say is fuck people who think i make the rules at that stupid place. I don’t write them i just get paid to follow them.”

He groaned again and you couldn’t keep your mind from wandering at the sound.

“I’ll cheers to that”

You clinked your bottle against his and you both took a swig.

“You look great y/n, even better than you did before we left.”

There it was again, was he actually complimenting you or was he insinuating you used to look bad? Maybe you should just accept it and be nice, you thought.

“Thank you Yugyeom, you’ve grown up well yourself.”

You couldn’t lie, he looked even more attractive than he did the last time you saw him. His hair had grown to cover his forehead and brush over his eyes, his voice was deeper, and he somehow had gotten even taller.

“I appreciate that, I kind of feel the need to apologize for being so mean to you when we were younger. I don’t know why i did it really, i think i was trying to be nice but it all just came out so rude and i’m honestly sorry for that.”

Yugyeom watched you as he spoke, observing your reaction to his apology. You were taken aback but pleasantly surprised. This new Kim Yugyeom pulled at your heartstrings even more than the old one, his voice dripping with emotion.

“That means a lot Yugyeom, I always thought you hated me. It’s nice to know you don’t, seeing as i’ll be living with you for the next two months.”

You flashed him a smile and took the last drink of your beer. Standing up, you reached out for his empty bottle as well. Instead though, he grabbed your hand with his own and pulled you onto his lap.

“To be honest darling, I’ve always found you insufferably adorable and you’ve grown into a beautiful woman. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable at all, so stop me if i’m overstepping. But i’ve been unable to take my eyes off you since you walked out, do you think I could.. kiss.. you..?”

You could feel the blush climbing up your neck to your cheeks and you giggled.

Grow a pair Y/n, you told yourself. And you did, reaching forward to cup his face with your right hand and bringing your faces closer. He closed the distance and finally kissed you, his lips softer than you could’ve ever imagined. Yugyeom was much more gentle than you would’ve expected, careful with you like you were a glass that could break at any moment. He wrapped one arm around your waist and put the other hand on your neck.

When he pulled back for air, you had to stop yourself from letting out a sigh of disappointment. He leaned forward and rested his forehead against yours.

“You have no idea how long i’ve wanted to do that princess”

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MASTERLIST

A/N: Hey I know this is very minuscule at the moment but i have plans for stories so i thought it’d be better to get the masterlist started off 💗

STRAY KIDS

Bang Chan

Sickeningly Sweet Pt. 1

BTS

Jung Hoseok

You Ride With Me Tonight TEASER

GOT7

Kim Yugyeom

And They Were Roomates Pt. 1