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ipegchangbin · 2 years ago

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I JUST FOUND THE MOST FANFIC EVER. EVERYONE CAN GO HOME. IVE DROOLED ENOUGH IN MY LIFE

the tags are literally containing my love for this fic so let me ramble in here (spoilers ahead)

the moment i read the warnings and realized that you wrote it, i just knew that this would be a good one. i said “NO WAY” out loud because i felt it in my system that it would be A Banger.

what i didnt expect was stumbling upon one of my favorite fics of all time.

you just…balance everything out so well. the smut is piping hot (I WILL GO INSANE IN A BIT), the bits of angst make me want to chuck my phone out the window in the best way possible, and the fluff is INCREDIBLY soft and warm and inviting. theres something about your writing thats just so good. its not unrefined, but its raw: the emotions are raw, the characters are so Real, BUT SOMEHOW, everything is also cooked together into this delicious full course meal that id eat up for breakfast lunch and dinner every day. how do you do it. HOW DO YOU DO IT.

changbin. bun, bunny changbin. oh god. im normal. i am so unbelievably normal (can you tell im a bad liar) hes just the prettiest, most patient, loveliest little guy. i love how hes just as reassuring as y/n!! its hard to find that the essence of trust flows both ways, so to have scenes of him assuring that he himself is fine and he too wants to check in on his s/o just. makes my heart flutter So Much. and the part where y/n tells him how gorgeous he is after fingerfucking his ass?? GOLDEN. i want to bite him so bad he just makes me FEEL SO MANY THINGSSS @.@

y/n themself is JUST AS LOVELY OH MY GOD. for once we have a soft dom whos realistic and im living for it !! theyre so considerate and patient, if anything theyre super keen on making the entire thing enjoyable on both ends. also can i just say that im actually SO GLAD y/n didnt need to finish as well in the end. idk i feel like that thing should be normalized, where doms/the other partner doesnt have to finish too whether it be a preference thing or in this case, the release is in the warmth of watching your partner get off. i loved that!!! im obsessed with it even !!! its like im seen :D

love is such a huge thing thats often difficult to capture in fics like these but you did it so well. trust, safety, intimacy, love…you nailed everything. nailed it as hard as y/n nailed the fuck out of changbin’s ass !!! cant be any prouder of you ^^

yk whats crazy…i read this in one go after completing my final exam in this one boring class. and oh god. im usually not on the receiving end of rewards but THIS WAS THE BEST REWARD EVER.

props to you nemu for making a pegging piece thats beyond just some hot sexy time. porn with lots of feelings just gets a lot of people going and im glad to see more of it, ESPECIALLYYYY from skilled writers like you. love it and im definitely reading this every night like a lil bedtime story ^_^

trust

pairing: seo changbin x gender neutral reader

genre: smut – MDNI

synopsis: changbin confesses something to you, hoping you'd forget the next day – but you don't resulting in taking action on his confession

warnings: smut, established relationship, soft dom reader, sub changbin, nipple play, anal play, anal training, toys used (butt plugs, strap-on), anal fingering, pegging, after care, traffic light system, safe words, pet names, mention of receiving nudes

words: 6.2k ~ (6249)

☆ m.list — ☆ you can also read it on my ao3

dont repost. dont translate. minors, ageless & default blogs; dni! feedback and reblogs are highly advised and appreciated!

love. it's a strong word that holds the same power and weight as the word hate. you never thought you could love someone, yet here you are contemplating on whether this foreign feeling is indeed love.

the person who is challenging said emotions is none other than seo changbin. you met by pure coincidence, falling for his charming looks and words. due to his physical appearance, people are quick to judge however, you know that he is just one big softie.

it was an accident, a stupid drunken accident. no matter what he said or did, he couldn't take back those words. changbin is a happy drunk, the type that laughs at everything and nothing. on top of that, he also overshares and oversharing, he did.

a glass in hand, you stare at him with a shocked expression. his cheeks slowly turning a deep red, his brain catching up with his mouth, registering what he just confessed to you

“i want to try a strap-on with you.”

he tried to back track, stumbling over his own words as he stared at your blank expression. once your own brain registered what your boyfriend just drunkenly confessed to you, did you calmly reassure him. you told him that you've both had a little too much to drink and that all of it will be forgotten in the morning

but it wasn't

you woke up and remembered everything. you look to the side, your sleeping boyfriend snoring away. lips parted and face puffy with sleep. dried up drool on his chin, his chest rising up and down slowly in time with his soft breathing.

you never thought of changbin as a switch or a sub for that matter. he always had the dominant aura about him and he knows how to dominate you, that much is very true. maybe it's his physic that made you prejudge. he is a buff, strong man after all so you instantly thought of him as the type who likes to dominate and not the other way around.

but with the drunken confession, now you're questioning. is he a switch? a sub? why does he want to try a strap-on with you? what other stuff does he want to try with you and how long has he wanted to do this?

you want to ask him but you're worried that it might be overstepping the mark. maybe it's best if you wait until he is ready or until he mentions it again. let him come to you when he's confident.

in the meantime, you decide to prepare. you've never done anything like this before so all of it is new territory to you. you want to please your significant other, make him feel comfortable. you researched every single website, expanding your knowledge on this particular type of stuff.

you secretly bought the necessities, things that would make changbin feel at ease. you asked the owners of the sex shops you shopped at for tips and tricks, making a mental note of everything they said as well as researching on forums and watching videos.

you learnt about preparation, how to be gentle. you don't want to cause any harm to him down there so it's important that he prepares himself; especially if he wants to be fucked by you.

one thing that was bugging you, is that you wasn't sure how changbin wants to do it. normally, people envision it, they know how and when they want to do, but considering you've been pretending to have ‘forgotten’ what he admitted to you to save him the embarrassment, bringing it up in a casual conversation just didn't feel right.

until he found your secret stash.

you thought you hid it away so perfectly. in a box tucked away at the bottom of your wardrobe with piles of clothing and shoes on top to make it look ‘natural’; until you walked into your bedroom to find a wide-eyed, red cheeked changbin on his knees, the box open and the plugs in his hands.

“binnie..” you whisper, chewing your lip. he looks up at you, his mouth agape. the words stuck in his throat as he gives you short rapid blinks. you swallow thickly, the air between you both thick with tension.

“these are–” he starts, looking back down at the toys before clearing his throat free from the lump “these are for you, right?”

“uh, no baby. they're not.” you mumble, approaching him slowly. you kneel beside him, his eyes scanning the contents of the box.

plugs, lube, strap-on, bits of paper with notes about preparation and aftercare scribbled on them.

“then who?” he asks, looking at you with his doe eyes

“you.” you gently take the plugs from his clammy hands to place your own hands on top of his.

“me?” he whispers, still shocked from all this new information. it's clear he doesn't remember that night where he confessed.

you take a deep breath in, intertwining your fingers into his. your own hands slowly turn clammy, heart beating against your rib cage.

“do you remember a few nights ago, when we went out?”

“yeah. minho invited us over for a small party. i remember waking up with a terrible hangover.” he chuckles as do you

“well, you got drunk and confessed something to me.”

“what..?”

“that you wanted to try a strap-on with me.” changbin's eyes widen in horror. he swallows thickly, looking back down at the box. “im sorry bun. i remembered everything you said and so, i went out and bought all this for us–for you as well as research on it to make sure i cause no harm to you.”

you press your lips together in a thin line. a sudden wave of guilt and anxiety washes over you as you watch your lover scan each and every object you've bought. after what felt like hours of radio silence, you asked the one question you thought you'd never have to ask.

“do you hate me..?” changbin's head spins in your direction, his features softening as his eyes rest upon your worried expressions. a few tears fall down your cheeks, taking you both by surprise.

“hey.” changbin says softly, “why are you crying darling?” the pad of his thumb swipes across your cheek, collecting the tears.

“i don't, i don't know. did i overstep? i should have asked you first, gone shopping with you instead of doing it all behind your back.” you choke out, chest slightly heaving. “please don't hate me. i'm sorry.”

changbin hushes your sobs by pressing his lips against your gently. you whimper softly, clinging onto his t-shirt as you move your lips with his, feeling them mold and move together in perfect harmony.

changbin rakes his fingers through your hair slowly before stroking your cheeks, stroking away the stray tears.

“i could never, ever hate you yn. i love and adore you so much.”

“but–” you choke out, hiccuping your words only for them to be silenced once again with the feeling of changbin's soft lips.

“shh. i don't hate you nor am i mad. there isn't anyone else in this world that i'd trust more than you to do this to me, for me.” you sniffle, wiping away your tears as your worries and anxiety get washed away in an instant.

“are you sure?” changbin nods. “a thousand percent?”

“a million percent. now–” changbin turns his attention back to the box, picking up your hand written notes “what do i need to do?”

you explain to changbin what needs to be done, his full attention on you as he listens carefully to what you've researched on the internet. whilst listening, his cheeks hold a nice, pink colour. thoughts swimming through his mind as he becomes excited with nerves and anticipation.

“i bought you a starter set. so this–” you say, taking out the smallest butt plug. “is the smallest. we just have to train you and get you used to it before we go onto the bigger stuff.”

“o-ok.” changbin whispers. you tilt your head to the side, feeling and noticing some tension from your bun.

“hey.” you put the plug down to hold his hands gently in yours “are you ok bub? we don't have to do this right now. we can do it some other time, when you're ready.”

“it's not that i'm not ready…”

“then what is it bun?”

“i'm just, nervous. i've thought of this so many times, watched so many porn videos related to this and i'm finally getting to do it with the person i love. i'm excited as fuck but also so nervous.”

“that's good bun! i promise, i will take good care of you.” you softly speak, brushing your thumb across his flush cheeks. he hums softly, eyes fluttering shut as he leans into your touch.

“yn..”

“mhm?” you watch his eyes slowly flutter open, tongue darting out to lick his dry lips.

“can we.. yknow..” he shuffles on the spot awkwardly and shyly, fingers twiddling and picking at his hoodie sleeves.

“tell me baby. tell me what's on your mind.” you place your hand on top of his in an attempt to soothe his worries.

“can we start now? like.. training and stuff..” his voice trails off until it's nothing but a soft and gentle squeak. you smile softly, nodding before planting your lips on his in a soft and soothing peck on the lips.

“are you sure you want to do this now?”

“yes.” changbin says with the utmost confidence. “i trust you.”

your heart swells at his words and the fact that he is trusting of you to do something like this. you hold his hand gently as you explain what needs to be done, explaining the preparation in order to make this a pleasurable experience for him. all the while, he listens carefully, soaking up all the information as his brows furrow together in concentration.

“and don't worry if you don't feel prepared enough in the shower, i can do that for you as well.”

“ok so that's all i have to do?” you nod, humming.

“yup. i can do the rest if needed. i think i bought everything for it. at least, i hope so.”

“then, i will go shower and yeah..” changbin flushes pink, rising to his feet. you watch, watch as he turns his back to you and rush off to the bathroom, locking the door. you giggle to yourself, changbin's demeanour screaming shy and awkward but that's to be expected.

you hear the shower turning on, giving you cue to set everything out on the bed. you grab a few hand towels and t-shirts, things you don't mind getting dirty because they need washing anyways.

you lay the towels on the bed, grabbing the smallest butt plug and lube. you place them on the bedside table, reading your notes over and over again as you nervously wait for your lover.

moments later, he returns. a towel around his lower half, body glistening with water as water drips from the tips of his curls. his cheeks are red, either from how warm the shower was or the fact that he is currently feeling shy and embarrassed.

he slowly walks to you, glancing at the layout you've set. you look up at him, giving him a warm and gentle smile to hopefully soothe his nerves before patting the mattress beside you as an indication for him to sit; which he does.

“are you sure, bun?” you ask for the nth time. he looks at you, nodding his head slowly as he chews his bottom lip.

“i'm sure. just.. nervous, that's all.” he shakily laughs. you hum, lacing your fingers with his.

“i understand bun. we take it slow, yeah? don't be afraid to be vocal. tell me how you feel, what feels good and what doesn't feel good. if it hurts, tell me. if you're uncomfortable, tell me. don't be afraid to use your safe word.” changbin nods slowly, loving how considerate and caring you sound.

“speaking of safe words, do you remember yours?”

“bunny. your nickname for me.”

“good. don't be afraid to also use the traffic lights system. get used to me asking for your colour, ok?”

“ok.” he swallows, “yn. are you nervous too?” you chuckle softly, changbin has clearly noticed your clammy hands and the way you're trying to hide the nervousness in your voice.

“i am. i'm very nervous bun.”

“why?” he asks, looking at you with his bright and beady eyes.

“because all this is new to me too baby. i may have spent hours and hours researching and buying the things for it but that's different from actually doing it.”

changbin hums in acknowledgement, stroking your hand with his thumb as a way of soothing you. you smile sweetly at him, leaning in and pressing your lips against his gently. his eyes flutter shut, lips pressing against yours and copying the movements.

he shuffles onto your lap, legs either side and hands holding your shoulders gently. the towel around his waist threatens to slip and slide off. you hold onto his soft waist, caressing the skin before lightly trailing your fingertips up and down his sides causing changbin to shiver and whimper softly.

“yn..” he whispers against your lips. you hum, fingertips brushing over his hard nipples. you feather kisses down his jaw to his neck, gently nipping and sucking at his tender skin whilst your fingers roll and pinch his nipples.

his bottom lip caught between his teeth to stifle the moans that are threatening to escape from his lips. you gently tug, rolling the sensitive bud between thumb and finger.

you kiss his lips sweetly before trailing your lips down his chest. you look up at your lover through your lashes as you trail your lips to his nipple to gently blow on it as a way to ‘test the waters’

he shivers, a soft moan escapes from his chest as his eyes flutter close–the desired outcome for you.

you gently suck on his hard nipple, making sure to give the opposite one just as much attention with your fingers. every time you tugged his nipple with your teeth, you did the same to the opposite with your fingers.

by now, an obvious tent has formed, causing the towel to rise up a little bit. changbin is flush, his skin feeling hot and hair frizzy and fluffy due to the humidity and letting it air dry. his fingertips are sinking into your shoulder blades as a way to anchor himself down.

he moans your name like a mantra, his voice soft and breathless. you continue your assault to his nipples, changbin rocking his hips back and forth onto you. you pull away slowly, licking your lips as changbin's eyes flutter open to meet a flustered looking you.

“colour?” you softly ask.

“green.” you nod, taking the towel from around his waist and throwing it on the bedroom floor. you scan his face for any signs of discomfort and when you see nothing but pleasure, want and need, you continue.

you slide your hands down his back slowly to cup his perky butt cheeks. he lets out a soft and shy giggle, his cheeks turning red as you massage and squeeze the plush, yet squishy and soft flesh.

“colour?” you whisper against his lips, fingers trailing to his hole. changbin swallows, eyes closing as he feels your fingers slowly circle around the rim of his asshole.

“g-green.” you kiss his lips sweetly as you tease him. he bucks his hips, desperate for something. whether it'd be the friction on his cock or the feel of your fingers filling him up; he's aching for you.

you briefly pull away to grab the lube. changbin shuffles off your lap to rest his back and head on the mattress. he spreads his legs for you whilst you lube up two fingers, squeezing a bit extra to smear around his hole.

you smear the cold liquid around his hole, changbin letting out softly whimpers as goose bumps rise to the surface of his skin.

“cold.” he giggles.

“sorry bun.” he gives a hum and a shake of his head, dismissing the apology. he bites his lip gently as he feels one of your fingers slowly push inside his hole. you give him a hum of satisfaction, noticing how well prepared he feels.

“you did as i instructed?” changbin nods his head, cheeks turning a beet red.

“yes..”

“you did a very good job, binnie. i can feel that!” you say, pushing further until you're at the first knuckle. changbin lets out a shaky breathe, his body slowly becoming overwhelmed by this new and foreign feeling.

“you're doing so well, binnie.” you praise softly. he gives you soft whimpers, eyes doe like and staring at you. you chuckle softly, leaning down and kissing his lips sweetly.

during the kiss, you slowly move your finger in and out, testing the waters. nothing but shaky breathes and groans leaves changbin's lips. you only continue further, adding more and more when he whispers “please. need so much more.”

at this point, changbin is a little out of it. his chest and soft tummy heaving up and down to match his laboured panting. his bottom lip plump and red from chewing it too many times. his body feels strange but good at the same time. he's dreamt and thought of this so many times–possibly too many times and it's finally coming true.

“i'm adding in another finger bun. remember, be vocal and tell me if it's too much.” changbin nods, eyes squeezing shut as he feels a second finger slowly insert inside him. you added more lube to make the process a bit easier. changbin involuntarily clenches around your fingers, making you chuckle and him to flush an embarrassing shade of red.

you begin to move your fingers slowly, scissoring him out occasionally. you watch him carefully for any signs of discomfort only to be met with breathy pants, rosy cheeks and sweat coated skin. his eyes flutter open, silently begging you for more–so you give him just that.

you pump your fingers at a reasonable pace. you watch his back arch and hands scrambling for something to hold onto, for his hands to be met with your bicep. he clings onto you for dear life, squeezing your muscle tightly as he moans softly.

the slit of his penis seeps pre cum, the head glistening under the faint light. his cock is painfully hard, standing proud and angry at the tip. he slowly trails a hand down his soft tummy to wrap his fist around his aching cock. he slowly pumps himself in time with your fingers, his toes curling against the sheets.

“g-good.. yn.. don't stop, please.” he whimpers, begging you. you kiss his sweaty forehead gently.

“do you feel good bun?” you ask sweetly. changbin nods his head fast, so fast he makes himself dizzy. you continue to massage his walls, his rim squeezing around your digits. you slowly push more of your fingers inside, the tips brushing against his prostate.

his eyes widen at the sudden feeling. an alien feeling coursing through his veins. it's not a bad feeling else he would have told you to stop, but in fact, it's a feeling of electricity rushing and pumping through his veins, tingling at the tips of his fingers and toes. it causes his hair to stand up on his arms, the pit of his stomach to flutter and his thighs to uncontrollably shake–no matter how hard he tries to stop them.

“found it.” you giggle. the words are lodged in changbin's throat as he opens and closes his mouth. with each nudge and rub, his mind slowly clouds over and becomes numb with nothing but pleasure.

“i'm so proud of you bun.” you praise, noticing how his hand has picked up in speed from the corner of your eye. he desperately fucks himself into his fist, desperately chasing his high. his thighs and butt cheeks tense, his soft tummy dipping as his body becomes overwhelmed.

“c-cant. want to cum.” he chokes out, throat dry

“then cum, darling.” his eyes squeeze shut, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he bites down on his bottom lip. he bites hard, hard enough to draw some blood as he body shakes and spasms from his orgasm. his body fluid lands on his stomach, the rim of his ass clenching around your fingers with each shot of his cum.

slowly pulling your fingers out of his puckered hole, you lean down to soothe changbin and bring him back down to you. he lets out soft sobs and whimpers, his mind too hazy and gone.

“sh sh bun. focus on me, focus on my voice.” you gently run your fingers through his sweaty lock of curls, changbin looking at you with doe and hazy eyes as he sobs. you plant kisses on his face. his lips, tip of his nose, cheeks, eyes, bridge of his nose–anywhere you see fit, you kissed.

“y-yn.” he shakily chokes out. you smile softly at him, kissing his lips sweetly.

“hello bub.” he gives you a weak laugh. you kiss his forehead gently, ignoring the sweat that coats your lips. changbin lets out heavy breaths, his body feeling heavy but at the same time, high and buzzing off the adrenaline he's feeling.

“shall we stop here, baby?”

“no. i want to continue.”

“are you sure? i don't want you to tire yourself out. if you're feeling tired bun, we can always do it tomorrow.”

“i know.” changbin lifts himself up, using his elbows and forearms to support his weight from behind, “but i want to. i feel fine, i promise.”

the smile he gives you is reassurance. in this moment, your significant other is glowing. your heart bursting and stomach fluttering as you fall in love with him all over again. you feel heat rise to your cheeks and a sudden burst of energy and excitement bubbling in your stomach, threatening to escape from your throat.

“yn? are you ok?”

“yeah.. yeah! i'm fine just admiring how beautiful you look right now.”

“oh hush. i probably look as gross as i feel.” he mumbles. you cup his cheeks in your hands, pressing your lips against his in a sweet and love filled kiss. he instantly melts in the palm of your hands, his energy depleting as he allows himself to get lost in the kiss.

“you're the most beautiful, most gorgeous person ever, changbin. everytime i look at you, i fall in love with you all over again.”

“i–” changbin flushes red, heart bursting and thumping hard against his rib cage. “thank you.” he whispers. you giggle, kissing his cheek gently before lubing up the butt plug.

“ready?”

“ready.”

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changbin and you did anal training for days, weeks. at first, he was still getting us to the foreign feeling of having something in his ass, but the more time that went on, the more he enjoyed it–more than he'd like to admit.

of course, you started small, beginner size before moving your way up to the bigger and thicker sizes. you and changbin trained almost every night, sometimes during the day too. some days, it'd be right as you'd wake up. you'd see a flush and hard changbin staring down at you, plug in hand as he'd whimper and beg to be filled by you.

during the days, when he would be incredibly busy, he'd send you some nudes. your favourite being of him posing in the mirror, his cheeks spread giving you a clear view of the plug (if he was wearing one) else it'd be his fingers nestled deep within himself.

he dared to wear a plug during the day, but not for long in case of injury. he enjoyed it, a lot. the feeling of knowing what he was doing, what he was wearing made him anxious and nervous. what if everyone else could tell what he was doing? what if he got spotted? he was thriving off the thrill, the adrenaline.

before all of this started, changbin never considered himself to be a switch or a sub. he vowed to himself that he was a dom and a dom only because there was something about feeling in control that he enjoyed so much. however, seeing you behave in the way you have been, treating him with the utmost respect and care, like he is a delicate rose, made him realize that he likes to be taken care of much more.

something inside you both changed since the training. it's sparked something, making your sex life feel more worth it and special. the fact that changbin is putting all his trust in the palm of your hands, fills you up with so much excitement that you're buzzing. seeing your lover walk through the door, flush skin and doe eyes as he trails himself to you whilst begging for you, shakes you to your core.

you want to play with him just that little bit more. the sadistic side of you wants to torment him, leave him high and dry. you want to hear him beg for you to touch him, to relieve him of his ache. you want to hear him sob as tears fall down his pretty face; but not yet. you know it's far too soon for that. you're aware that changbin is still getting used to being a sub as are you being a dom.

you love being penetrated by changbin. you love feeling him inside and watching his brows furrow together as he fucks you slow and deep. you love knowing that he is losing all composure because of your warmth, your sounds and the way you smell and taste; however, since training, you've found yourself to enjoy giving more than receiving.

“i think–” changbin pants, breathe fanning against your lips, “i think i'm ready.” you pull away slightly from your naked lover, changbin staring at you as he bites his lip gently.

“are you sure?” changbin hums as he nods his head.

“positive.” you give him a warm and gentle smile before moving off the bed to grab the thing you've both been preparing yourselves for for months–the strap-on.

you walk to your lover as he watches you with his beady eyes. he shuffles on to his knees, sitting back on his feet as if he's awaiting your instruction.

“i know i keep asking baby, but, are you sure sure?”

“i've never been so sure about something in my life, yn. i trust you and wouldn't want to do this with anyone else but you.” his voice is soft and sincere as his eyes hold nothing but love and trust for you. you feel heat rush up your neck to your cheeks, butterflies becoming resident in your stomach as they flutter around.

“gosh i love you.” you mumble as you put on and prepare the strap-on.

“i love you too.” you shuffle onto the bed to rest against the headboard. changbin watches you, feeling unsure on what to do. he wants to do something, he has that urge, that tingle in his fingers–but he's too scared and embarrassed to initiate anything.

“how would you like to do it, bun?”

“i want to–” he mumbles, playing with his fingers as his cheeks flush pink, “i want to ride you.”

“of course baby! anything to make you feel comfortable. but there's one thing you have to do first.”

changbin swallows before shifting to lie on his back. he parts his legs, giving you full view of his plug that's nestled in his ass. he trails one hand down his chest and soft tummy until he feels the material of the plug and the big pink heart gem that's decorating the end.

“pretty.” you mumble, admiring how the pink gem finishes off the look. changbin gives you a whimper as he slowly pulls the plug out from his hole.

“fuck..” he whispers. he shivers as the plug is removed from him, throwing it on the bed. you clench your jaw as you watch his hole contract and glisten from the lube.

“you've gotten so good at this now, bun. i'm so proud of you.” you coo. changbin whines softly as he shuffles onto your lap, legs either side as he hovers over the strap-on.

“i couldn't have done it without you, yn.”

“no?” you ask, reaching for the bottle of lube. you squirt some onto two fingers, reaching behind your lover to circle the rim of his puckered hole.

“n-no.” he shakily whispers. you let out a simple hum before pushing two fingers inside with ease. changbin lets out a shakily breath, feeling himself clench around your digits as you pump them. you caress his walls, fingertips brushing against his prostate.

his forehead makes contact with your shoulder as he pants heavily. he can see nothing but stars, his body slowly becoming consumed with pleasure as you continue on with the assault to his prostate. you kiss his cheek gently as you continue to tell him how well he is doing, changbin giving you short, laboured pants as he shivers and grips onto you.

“yn.. please.. i don't–i don't need to be stretched out.”

“don't underestimate it baby. we have to be sure.”

“o-ok but please.. hurry.” he begs. you give him a small chuckle, fingers caressing and scissoring his hole. changbin gives you a series of long moans and groans, his eyes fluttering shut as he basks in the pleasure.

“ok.” you say as you slowly pull your fingers out of him. his hole clenches around nothing, dissatisfied from the sudden empty feeling. “i think you're ready.”

you grab the lube, squirting some on the palm of your hand before coating the strap-on. changbin watches you, his heart rate picking up in speed because now is the time. he's dreamt of this for so long, prepared himself for weeks for this final moment.

“ready whenever you are baby. remember to take it slow and steady. don't rush, remember what we've been talking about.” changbin nods slowly before reaching behind him. he keeps one hand on your shoulder to steady himself as he grips onto the base of the strap-on. you hold him gently, watching his every movement as if you're ready to pounce on him if you see any signs of discomfort.

he guides the strap-on to his hole, gently nudging it with the tip and occasionally rubbing his hole to smear lube around. he takes a deep breath in before slowly lowering himself down on it. all the while, you stroke his waist, praising him as he slowly sinks down.

he's hole engulfs the strap-on, stretching his hole even more. he didn't think that could be possible with all the anal training however, you were correct–never underestimate.

“s-shit.” changbin shakily whispers out, his fingertips sinking into your shoulder blade, his cock angry and hard.

“are you ok baby??” you ask, worry lacing your voice as you notice changbin's brows furrowing together and eyes fluttering close.

“more than ok.” he groans, allowing himself to sink down further to stop half way. “i feel so… full.”

“do you feel good, binnie?”

“fuck.. yes…”

“move when you wa–” your sentence cuts short, cheeks flushing red as changbin wastes no time in bouncing on you. you swallow thickly, watching your lover embrace and indulge in his pleasure and high. he uses his thighs to help himself bounce faster, loud moans escaping past his lips on their own.

“pretty…” you whisper. you scan his face, hair and mainly his body. you take in how perky and pink his nipples look, how his cock bounces in time with his own bouncing. his curls match the movements as the tips slowly become soaked with sweat and stick to his forehead.

“yn.. yn.. good, so good!” his eyes flutter open, doe eyes staring back at you. his cheeks a beautiful pink colour as his bottom lip is plump from the kissing and biting.

“c'mer.” you groan, pulling changbin to you by the back of his head. your lips clash and collide together. a sloppy yet coordinated kiss that's mixed with breathy pants and saliva. you tangle your fingers in his curls, gently tugging at the roots as changbin dares to lower himself further down onto the strap-on.

he lets out a sudden shriek, pleasure overrunning his mind and taking over. the tip of the toy has successfully brushed against his prostate causing him to do nothing but whimper and give you breathy moans.

his thighs burn from having to constantly tense up. his movements become slow and sloppy. he looks at you, his features begging you to take over–so you do.

you hold onto his lower back as you gently lower him down onto the sheets. you situate yourself between his legs, slowly thrusting inside him. you only pick up the pace when you see changbin's head flop side to side, lips parting as he allows his moans to free fall past his lips.

“love you. i love you so much.” he whimpers, fingers wrapping around his length. he pumps himself in time with your movements, his thighs shaking and fist bundling the sheets.

“i love you too, bun. you're doing so well for me. you're so beautiful, so special to me.” you coo, reaching down and letting your fingertips brush against his sensitive nipples. he whimpers as he watches you stroke, tug and roll his nipples between your thumb and finger.

“my pretty baby.” changbin swipes his thumb over his soaked tip, oversensitivity causing him to shiver and whine. the pit of his stomach is hot and tight, his orgasm fast approaching; much faster than usual.

“i might.. i think…” he shakily pants out. you give him a nod and a loving smile.

“it's ok bun. you can cum.” with a final tug of his cock and a brush of his prostate, his orgasm hits him. his cum shoots out onto his stomach, his desperate whines fill the bedroom as he lazily tugs his penis to ride out his high. you slow down in your movements to help him ride it out as well as come back down from his high. all the while, you continue to praise him, to speak to him so he knows that you're there and that he should come back to you.

his arms and legs flop onto the bed, exhaustion talking over. you pull out of him slowly, taking off the strap-on and placing it to the side to clean later. you lay beside changbin to kiss his cheek gently.

“what about you?” he asks, moving his head to the side to look at you. you blink a few times, confused as to what he is saying.

“what do you mean, bun?”

“well, you haven't.. yknow.”

“oh! i'm fine binnie.” you smile. “its about you, not me.”

“i know but i want to make you feel good too.” he says with a pout, lifting himself up to sit upright. you follow suit, stroking his sweat coated hair.

“you do make me feel good bunny. seeing and hearing you feel so good because of me is enough to make me feel high. knowing that you love and trust me enough to do something like this is magical, changbin. you don't have to worry about me, i promise. plus, there will be plenty of times for you to please me, i'm sure of it.”

“mhm, ok yn. if you're sure though.”

“a hundred percent, my love.” you kiss his cheek sweetly before shuffling off the bed. you hold your hand out to him to which he takes. you walk to the bedroom together, putting on the shower and stepping inside.

you take turns to wash each others hair and body. it would have taken a few minutes but with you both continually kissing and hugging one another, it took around an hour to get cleaned up and dressed. changbin couldn't keep his hands or lips off you, your heart swelling once again with love from how clingy your lover has become.

he clings to you as you both walk to the living area. changbin sits on the sofa as you turn on the TV. you spin on your heels to walk to the kitchen to prepare food for you both; only to be stopped by a pouty changbin who is currently whining and going grabby hands at you.

“but food?”

“order? i want cuddles first.” he says, giving you his best puppy dog eyes. you melt on the spot, laughing softly as you walk to him. his eyes and face instantly light up as you sit next to him. he immediately rests his head on your lap as you take the sofa blanket and drape it over him.

“thank you.” changbin whispers. you look down at him as you twist his hair around your finger slowly.

“what for baby?”

“for today. for this. for helping me in all of this. i couldnt have done with with a better person than you. i felt safe.”

“you did?” your heart leaping out off your chest, those butterflies fluttering erratically in your stomach.

“mhm.” changbin nods. “i always feel safe with you yn. you are my home after all.”

note: part of starry's treasure trove! this is the main and probably the most 'juiciest' part of the trove 👀 ik this wont be everyone's cup of tea but if you did make it this far, thank youuu!! don’t forget to leave feedback, reblog and tell me what you think here. curious as to what is next? here is my wips list! i hope you all enjoy! ‹3

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#❥ skz #♡ changbin #✧ dom reader #☆ fic rec #✮ hall of fame #NEMU.#I WILL FOREVER CHERISH THIS STORY #i feel like theres more that im failing to say but im just #!!;!!!2!1!!!!!!!!#taking my strap out of my closet rn im on a mission to peg a bunnyboy

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valkyriexo · 7 months ago

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No one :

My Brain the whole day :

this is what i look like at work rn:

#skz #stray kids #bang chan #changbin #lee know #jeongin #lee felix #minho #seungmin #hyunjin #skz ate #[ Vals thoughts ♡ ]

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hyunsvngs · 2 years ago

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𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

fratboy!stray kids x reader

synopsis: a night where you reveal your most intense desires to your best friend lands you in the hot seat. you quickly find yourself in the heart of frat party central - will you embrace the connections you make in your hot bitch summer?

status: completed

total wc: 45.6k

[please view specific chapters for warnings! this work is 18+ MDNI]

makes me dizzy [lee minho x gn!afab reader, 18+ smut]

⇢ the best surprises come from the most unexpected sources - like having your crush corner you in a frat party after hearing you confess your deepest desires of him in the background of a video.

2. wanna be your favourite boy [han jisung x gn!afab reader, side lee minho x reader, 18+ smut]

⇢ after spending a night with the man of your dreams, your best friend won’t look you in the eyes or reply to your texts. what did you do wrong? nothing - he just wants you.

3. need some air [seo changbin x gn!afab reader, side lee minho x reader, 18+ smut]

⇢ your situationship - the man of your dreams - gives you full, explicit permission to fuck his frat brothers in your effort of a hot bitch summer. who’s next, after you ruined your best friend in bed?

4. drunk on rose water [hwang hyunjin x gn!afab reader, 18+ smut]

⇢ it was well established now that you were fucking your way around the frat. you hadn't intended to make hyunjin your next victim, but when you end up alone together, it seems like the perfect opportunity.

5. 5-star [lee felix x gn!afab reader, 18+ smut]

⇢ your best friend is pissed he hasn’t had his turn yet. the only problem is, his turn begins to take place in a room with three other people present.

6. go ahead and cry [kim seungmin x gn!afab reader, 18+ smut]

⇢ following the events of your almost-orgy, you can’t stop thinking about a certain someone and the way he behaved in bed.

7. drive [bang chan x gn!afab reader, 18+ smut]

⇢ the party was boring. thankfully, the frat president who you hadn’t spoken to for a while offers you to go on a drive.

8. to be yours [yang jeongin x gn!afab reader, 18+ smut]

⇢ you and your favourite boy have planned to take apart the youngest member of the frat - but the question is, what has developed along the way? your hot bitch summer has a high chance of being fully successful, albeit with some new feelings.

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linolinoing · 6 months ago

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★ lino linoing moments: 13/∞ © nn_sam02

#minbin 🥰#lino is literally a cat pretending to be a human #skz #stray kids #bystay #lee know #lee minho #seo changbin #changbin #linosource #staydaily #llm #by01ino #1k♡

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filmesnoopy · 7 months ago

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tomar — té •̩̩͙ ⡴ ⠀ ⠀ ♡̩͙

私の心を食べる

#彼女 ིུ✿ ⠞ ⢂ ♡#archive moodboard #alternative moodboard #carrd moodboard #moodboard #moodboard!#kpop moodboard #cute moodboard #changbin #stray kids #changbin moodboard

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ybklix · 4 months ago

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LUST

☾⋆⁺₊ pairing: OT8 x fem!reader ˖⋆࿐໋ 𝒔𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔: Lee Minho plans a little getaway with his closest friends, their wives, and you, his girlfriend and most adored and prized possession, right after he intentionally reads your private diary and leaves him wandering with your writing about something particular.

𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆 — 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: MDNI 18+, smut, cuckolding, mention of age gap, cheating, est. relationship, pet names, edging, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, orgasm denial, daddy, dreg, corruption & praise kink, impact play, handjob, oral sex, fingering, clitplay, boob play, slight roleplay, gangbang, double penetration, bukkake, unprotected sex, creampies, cumplay, & more !! ̊ ̟ ꒷꒦ ̊ ̟ ꒷꒦ word count: ~15k

ʚ⁺˖ 𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 ˖ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ (𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘁𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿 '𝟮𝟰) ₊˚🕯️♱‧₊˚. 00: THE INTRO

main masterlist ; taglist ⭑.ᐟ

a/n: happy and spooky october! my very first kinktober event! (and ot8 lmk what u think:3) i tried to put a tiny plot lol

“I decided to take a couple of days off, well, starting with this weekend at least” expressed your boyfriend calmly, turning the page of his book, disinterested.

You sat up, turning your body to see him and slightly loosening the grip of his arm over your shoulder as you lifted your head from his chest and watched him happily and confused.

“Why is that…?” you asked him with a smile on your face.

Your eyes sparkled and Minho, your boyfriend, saw them directly, causing him tenderness, you knew there was something about him, you noticed something different from the first instant since you knew him so well, it was the first thing you noticed in the morning, but for some reason, you didn’t ask him and now you felt like you were about to know the reason.

“I just… want to relax, I haven’t done that in a while, even before my birthday” he expressed, with his typical tone that you knew so perfectly, that there was something more in-depth in his short and simple answer.

Also, he wasn’t the kind of guy who brings up the topic of his birthday and doesn’t seem fazed by surprises.

You squinted your eyes for a moment and watched him, every faction of his perfect, chiseled face, watching him closely and you knew what a lousy liar he was, Minho wasn’t making eye contact with you all of a sudden and was about to burst out in nervous laughter.

“It’s okay love” you finally replied, genuinely happy for his decision, “you know how happy it makes me that you take these breaks and be with me, it’s to be with me, right?”

He smiled warmly at you, tenderly showing his front teeth and hugging you again as he finally closed his book. You melted at his expression and countenance, you really loved every part of him. You were both there, on a quiet Sunday on the couch reading placidly, Minho sitting and you lying on his chest, enjoying each other’s warmth and company. But in a way, he was a little unsettled and you hadn’t noticed that yet since he was acting so natural and calm.

“Of course I do, honey, I adore being with you… I’ve planned to go to the cabin, shall we?”

You nodded happily, pulling your face closer to him.

“I love the idea…”

And before you could kiss him, he spoke again saying:

“And have the boys come with me…”

Minho blinked suddenly waiting for your answer, but you pulled away from him a little and quickly thought that’s what all the mystery surrounding him during the day was about.

“Oh, you’ll go only with t…”

“No love, I want us to go, them and I thought I’d invite their wives.”

You didn’t know what to say for a moment, you just stared at him for a few seconds and you could think that it was his cabin anyway, his own property and he could decide what to do with it at his own will, so you just smiled, deep down a little disappointed because you had already got the idea into your head to spend a weekend alone in the relaxing forest with your boyfriend, an activity he really loved; but you respected him a lot, absurdly a great amount that you used to be so modest with him to what led you to be submissive to him, something you have discussed previously, in that you may have different opinions and you were more than free to express everything with him, yet you didn’t know exactly why you couldn’t accomplish it. You loved the cabin, it was so spacious, it was literally a big house, the landscapes were beautiful and Minho had it very well kept as it was like his own sanctuary. There was this idea that if he didn’t have to be a civilian and functioning adult with a job in the city, he would live in the quiet of the forest without thinking about it, but it was a few hours outside the city and its access was not so easy. He always offered you his cabin as a way of escape for inspiration in your new work, but he was busy all the time and couldn’t stay with you there, causing you fear and uncertainty to be alone in the forest so you just politely declined every time.

“It’s okay, Minho, it will be fun” you replied kindly, giving him a quick kiss anyway.

You felt the softness of his lips for a brief moment, thinking about that homely, adventurous, and manly side you loved about him, he adored his typical ‘man activities’, being outdoors, camping, fishing, building things, giving you instructions when you didn’t know how to do something he knew almost automatically like fixing a car, putting together a piece of furniture and all those little things he took care of, sighing softly, every now and then letting out an aghh in a whine and looking at you with his big eyes in a falsely disapproving joking way to continue to help you anyway with all his willingness and affection, all those small and simple actions in huge contrast to how you met him, so formal, academic and modestly. You loved him so much and he loved you too.

“I knew you’d like the idea, princess. Do you want me to buy you a new wardrobe to go into the woods this time? It’ll be cold and the last time we went it was summer…”

Your cheeks turned warm quickly, something about him spoiling you too much, buying you and giving you everything, absolutely without whining and you without even having to lift a finger, still caused you some shame, you wanted to earn it, you had been unemployed for months now after graduating, but Minho was supporting you and he used to tell you that you shouldn’t think like that, you did work hard, in writing your new book… but simply, you didn’t manage to finish it. He has given you everything and so many opportunities that even the slightest thing shocked you, despite your already long-standing relationship.

“I’ll see what I can buy myself…” you wanted to emphasize the words buy myself, implying that you would use the money they used to pay you from time to time when you sent the manuscript of some chapters.

“Buy all you want, use my card, dear” he sentenced with a smile, “Do you want more coffee?”

You didn’t even reason his question and nodded somewhat stunned, the next thing you saw was your boyfriend get up from the couch to grab your cups on the nightstand before you and walk to the kitchen. You followed him with your eyes, you wanted to be so grateful to him in such a way that he could feel it and touch it, he kept telling you that he knew you were grateful and that your final art will be a delicious reward for him, but sometimes you felt the need to do something for him… but you couldn’t think of something concrete, not like the things he did for you. You also thought, as you leaned your body back against the couch, how much he loved the cabin, and his 7 closest friends, so when he mentioned ‘the boys’ you knew exactly who Minho meant. You met them over time in your relationship, at reunions and birthdays, you got to be at the birthday party of Seo Changbin, Han Jisung, Lee Felix, Kim Seungmin, Bahng Chan, and the upcoming was Minho’s, you met the rest of his close group, Yang Jeongin and Hwang Hyunjin. Only four of them were married, Chan, Changbin, Seungmin and Hyunjin, and of those four, all except Chagbin already had children, about the others, you really did not know their love situation. But you also knew their respective wives and to be honest... They seemed to you, like women with eccentric but empty personalities, and it was not as if you took the time to know perfectly well Minho’s best friends, you only knew their occupations and their approximate age, all of them were older than you, even the youngest was a decade older than you.

Suddenly curiosity flooded you… why would Minho suddenly want so many people on his property, Minho was so reserved and enjoyed solitude, and his home being invaded by 11 people sounded so exhausting, even for you who hoped not to be the main hostess, you thought that he definitely had a reason and you wanted to find out what it was about. Minho on the other hand was nervous, it was more than obvious that there was a reason but he didn’t feel completely confident about sharing the idea with you… without you calling him sick. A very very sick man, invading your privacy and abusing your trust, but since just a few days ago the disturbing idea did not leave his mind and he wanted to act slow, seeing the result of his craziest thoughts.

๋࣭ ⭑๋࣭ ⸙ ᨒ↟ ⋆｡°

“Do you want to say goodbye to our privacy for the weekend?” you mentioned cheekily, moving dangerously close to Minho.

It’s been five days already, since your boyfriend prepared each one of them with every little detail to go to his house in the forest and make a good impression as a host, with his closest friends and some of their wives.

He frowned in confusion, small dewdrops falling on his straight, short, dark hair, as he closed the back door of his SUV where he had stowed all the luggage.

“Huh?”

“I mean… I love fucking in the cabin with you and now we’ll be with more people around” you commented, pouting a little.

Minho chuckled, incredulously running his tongue along his cavity, amused by your comment, he looked so fucking good, his face just awake, still him in all his senses.

“God, y/n, it’s seven in the morning” he smiled amused with his hands on his hips, almost indignant, “You’re thinking about sex this early?”

You blushed, “Mmm, I’m kinda horny.”

“Wasn’t last night enough?”

You denied frantically, wrapping your arms around his body, “I can never get enough of you…”

Minho released a chuckle, returning your tight embrace, wrapping his strong arms around your lower back and drawing you into his body as an adorable but mischievous smile graced his pretty face and he looked at your countenance in amusement.

“Mmm, okay, but we can’t be late, it’ll be quick…” he mentioned in a low, thick voice, moaning softly in jest as he walked around moving your body trapped in his arms, alerting all your senses.

You were glad, you smiled happily moving the muscles of your face and raising your ears on the spot, being touched by Minho always put you in a perfect mood.

“We’ll be right on time” you replied, lost in the closeness of his face, lips, and soft chin.

“It better be because that fucker Seungmin is always on time.”

You laughed, somewhat stunned letting yourself be carried by his steps to the entrance of his home, where once inside, Minho pushed you against the door and took your lips passionately, surprising you a little, you tasted the fleshiness of his lips and his fresh breath from his oral hygiene just a few minutes ago, his left hand held your cheek while with the other he squeezed your waist tightly; you had dressed so cute and autumnal that your boyfriend had to kiss you after seeing you all dressed up, hair and make up done, dressed in your denim mini skirt, sweater and thin scarf while he was telling you in your ear and between kisses how cute you looked, how much he loved you and how you looked like a cute little doll like that, completely ruining the random lip combo you had chosen, he also got horny seeing you like that, with your mini skirt and such a candid look, getting even jealous for slight seconds that his friends would also see you like this every day, since you weren’t confident enough with them to walk around in your comfortable and loose clothes inside the home, so you had packed different and elaborate outfits with all your necessary makeup, Minho was heated halfway through your kissing session, but unlike you, he knew how to calm down and didn’t ask to do it right there, but it certainly left you wanting more, with your poor core muscles tingling restlessly, but you just watched as your boyfriend stopped, pretending to be shocked and busy, saying he had to get everything into the car and if you would help him, leaving you pining, but right now he was kissing you with much more intensity than a few minutes ago, his body was getting closer and closer to yours to the point where you could feel the hardness of the door on your back and the stiff denim of his crotch with his hard penis trapped in it, rubbing against you.

It took you small seconds to keep up with him, his lips and tongue moving nimbly across you and you couldn’t help but feel the typical tingle in your bottom, enjoying the moment and fantasizing about how much you love sex and intimacy with your boyfriend. It wasn’t something you used to remark on, but your mind kept spinning on how much of an expert Minho was with you, it wasn’t like you were the most expert at sex either since, after all, he was the first with you in everything and he was the only person you knew sexually, but he made you feel so great, he knew exactly where to touch you and how to drive you crazy, if that made you young and naive you didn’t care, you loved every moment of the day you got to explore with him, explore the endless desire and pleasure you had until you were panting after you climaxed so intensely.

Minho loved every part of you, he used to ignore the fact that you were younger than him and were slightly a doll to him, so moldable and manipulable to his desire, but he put that aside —or at least he convinced himself to do so— and was quite the gentleman with you, because he loved you, even though sometimes, most of the time, he notices the way you love to be treated a little rough in bed, driving him absolutely wild, fantasizing in all the ways you both could get to fulfill both of your fantasies. In fact, he notices every detail about you, it is inevitable for him not to be aware of you and to be deeply obsessed with you, your relationship started that way, with piercing glances from him to you in places where he should have been professional and kept his posture, but you were the fucking temptation in person, making his life miserable the time he couldn’t have you.

But now, he had you all to himself, all the time, every moment you both desired, Minho adored every inch of you, he praised the ground you walked on, he loved that you were his and taking you around as his most special person and his most prized possession and award, nothing took away his smug smile every time he held your hand in public, he adored possessing you so his deep kisses trapped every part of you as you felt the warmth of his organ separate from you to go down to your neck, gently pulling the thin fabric of your scarf, causing you to tingle and shiver but the feeling didn’t stop, as you suddenly felt his lips on your neck, breathing in your scent, kissing your skin, losing himself in the pure paradise that the sweetness of your being was giving him.

Minho took a deep breath, his libido on edge and his cock throbbing at your slightest proximity, he was losing his mind, he wanted to bite your skin, to revel in your sweet moans of his teeth mistreating your docile young skin but he held back, like a man aware in his senses, but lately he has been holding back a lot when it came to you, one part of him wondered why and the other knew exactly the reason, with a slight prickling sensation in his chest, Minho has been thinking too much about it.

“Fuck, bunny, I can’t fuck you right now, but I’ll be quick and take care of that needy part of you” he whispered into your neck, his heaving breath rocking you, “We can’t be late…. or, fuck it, do you want me to fuck you now?”

His right hand traveled from your waist to your pussy, cupping it for a moment, sending a pang of sudden surprise arousal through your body, you bit your lip, still with the feel of his on yours, with his taste and the madness it was taking you to feel the tip of his nose brush against your neck.

“It’s okay, Minho” you answered without thinking, and without even reasoning a single word he had said, you weren’t thinking clearly, your hormones were high, and you just enjoyed the pressure of his palm on your clit.

“Yeah, what?” he murmured in amusement, pulling away from you to stand in front of you, with a half smile, enjoying your docile expression of pleasure.

You looked up at him into his huge, completely dark eyes which watched you expectantly. You blinked to try to reason but he pressed his hand against your center again making you release a soft moan.

“We’ll be late…” you replied with difficulty, your face was turning red, you were starting to get hot, “You can do whatever you want…”

“Say what you want, now” he ordered, his sudden switch surprised you but you liked it at all, he sounded so serious.

“Can you take care of me quickly, please” you almost gasped in supplication.

“You just love when I make you feel good, don’t you?” he replied haughtily with a smile on his face, giving you a fleeting kiss.

Minho quickly slid to the floor, staying right at the height of your skirt, which he lifted it and his smile somehow got bigger as he saw you wearing tiny protective shorts under it, something in him quickly fantasized about the fact that you were not a bad girl looking for evil, you could be spontaneous and naughty and only wearing your underwear underneath, instead you were protecting yourself as you would be at least almost 72 hours along with more men.

“Good girl” he whispered, panting and mumbling, yanking roughly at your shorts and panties.

You watched Minho, glancing down at him from above, you couldn’t deny how incredibly aroused you were and of all the areas of your body that cried out to be touched, it was in more desperation your sweet throbbing cunt, you wandered between your thoughts and his lewd acts; if only you had ignored the fact that Minho had to receive his friends and decided to be completely filled by him, you would already be naked, pressed against his body as the two of you created more tension, as he prepared your body well before fucking you hard because Minho loves to have you so wet, messed up before finally inserting his well-endowed manhood into you, it was something so common with him, but no, instead, before you could even process it, your handsome boyfriend captured your pussy in his mouth, leaving you stunned and gasping, kissing your area dirtily and nimbly, his lower lip and tongue caressing your folds, labia and clit, his upper lip rubbing on your pubic skin, sucking finely. You thought about how much you enjoyed having him eat you whole and, that if he decided to do it with the same delicacy and passion with which he always gives you oral sex, you would only drag out your orgasm and that might lead you to fall behind with your journey, but you were so needy all of a sudden, that a little bit of your boyfriend’s magic and movements in your desperate spot was enough for you just now.

Minho looked into your eyes raising his gaze and did not take his mouth away from you, he closed it, daintily brushing his lips to gently kiss your mons pubis and moved towards you again, parting your folds and losing himself in your pulsing clit, sucking on it, not caring about your skirt in his mission, as it was tight enough to stay stuck above your hips. You intertwined your hand in his soft hair, enjoying your boyfriend’s warm cavity in your slick. Minho was equally or worse exasperated, so he couldn’t help but torture himself further and in one swift movement he unbuttoned his jeans with one of his hands and pulled his cock out, almost grunting with your pussy in his mouth at the sensation of his hard piece of flesh exposed, pumping in pleasure, he stroked it, filling his hand with his own precum and began to masturbate gently, while with you he remained somewhat rough.

His suction increased in intensity, making you let out a squeal and then bite your lip, his tongue was increasing in speed, his licks were more constant and deeper, you were building your orgasm magically, but you lost your mind as you felt his fingertips caress your folds and then run them more roughly through your wetness until they sought your entrance, teasing you with a single finger, then inserting two, effectively thrusting them inside you, you were a mess of sighs and heavy breathing but you let out an audible moan again as you felt his third finger in you and the gentle nibble of his teeth on your sensitive area.

You were both in bliss, his cock being stimulated by himself to orgasm but not missing a beat in you, finding himself multitasking as he satisfied you with his hand and mouth. You began to shudder, feeling the tense climax in every inch of your body, his fingers were filling you, his tongue licking you all over making incredible shocks of pleasure come to you as you looked into his eyes from time to time, his whole pretty face buried in your core as he struggled with himself masturbating. You gasped in exasperation as you moaned his name, you loved moaning his name, stroking his hair, watching him satisfy you. Your stiff muscles ached but your core was being divinely pleasured and without warning, you cum on your boyfriend’s magical fingers fucking your insides.

Minho pulled his fingers out to taste every part of you one last time, jerking his cock hard until he squeezed and expelled every drop of cum loaded in his sizzling arousal, groaning through his teeth as he ran his thick tongue naughtily cleaning every part of you, making you slightly restless again and hard to recover from your orgasm, because you knew it was a little provocative game Minho liked to play on you, but before you could become aroused again, he broke away from you, raising his face to look at you, his mouth glistening from you, smiling genuinely happy as if he had tasted something finely delicious.

“Go on, princess, go get cleaned up, I’ll do the same and meet you here at the front door to go, okay?” spoke Minho softly.

You were both agitated, but satisfied that you couldn’t have asked for anything better before starting your little adventure in the forest of which you had no idea what you were in for or about to do so in the meantime you kept calm about it, but the more you thought about it and the closer and closer you got to your destination, you were terrified of the idea of looking like an immature girl who was all the time next to her boyfriend because she didn’t have enough confidence with the rest of the people who would be there, because the more you thought about it the more absurd it seemed to you the matter or the reason for such a weekend. You tried to look on the bright side, but deep down you hoped it wouldn’t be a long or tedious weekend at all.

You two went to get cleaned up and returned with big smiles to get into Minho’s car and drive a little over two hours out of the city to officially head into the woods. You fixed your makeup on the way as Minho drove, gently squeezing your thigh as he gave you a smile and headed off on his way to his property, you returned the sweet gesture with a smile and excitedly, did your best not to sleep, talked the whole ride with Minho and had fun selecting music.

“Play something from IU, baby” commented your boyfriend watching you holding your phone to handle the music, then looking back towards the highway.

“IU…” you replied playfully, squinting your eyes and pouting at him, annoyed.

Minho laughed and the rest of the ride was so enjoyable, you were a little sleepy but it was enough for you to see the attractive profile side of your partner and suddenly you would blurt out something that came to your mind. But in moments of silence, when the music was the only thing that accompanied you, you thought about the situation, it was obvious that Minho wanted to spend some time with his friends and he would leave you with the wives of his best friends but… what the fuck could you talk about? You were a recent college graduate, your hobbies were so normal and banal to those of a young girl your age, but from there also came your uncertainty and insecurity that you would be judged and that they would think of you exactly the same but with Minho, if you are young and your vision or ambitions were oriented differently, then what were you doing with Minho, but it was an answer that you could respond surprisingly with the most cheesy and even childish words, but because you loved him, the support was mutual and that’s why you were with him.

“Maybe… this weekend you can finally find inspiration, sweetie.”

You hummed in response as you nodded softly as he interrupted your thoughts, but right after hearing that you went back to diving into them and the constant worry you had about writing something; Minho noticed your silence immediately wanting to remedy the problem.

“Oh, my dear, I wasn’t telling you that to pressure you, you have time, enjoy, I love you” he said worriedly, speaking fast and controlling his impulses to let go of the steering wheel to hug and touch you.

“Oh, it wasn’t that” you replied unconcerned and somewhat guilty that you made him feel bad, “It’s okay, I’m sorry, Minho. Thank you.”

All the things Minho did for you. Or at least you always thought so. You just wondered if you could ever give it back to him.

Some time later you arrived at his house, your excitement and nerves grew once the tires of his car passed through the forest dirt and on a cool, beautiful October morning, two lovers stood in front of the house you never thought held surprises for you.

The cabin, as Minho used to like to call it, looked the same as you remembered it the last time you went, in the summer just a few months ago, but the atmosphere was cooler, the sky was gray and it was adorned all around by the beautiful autumn color palette, it was cozy, it was absolutely all the essence of your lover Lee Minho in one property.

“I’ll take the things out, hon. If you want to sleep you can go inside, it’s all ready, the housekeeper left it spotless” he added, coming up to you to hug you and pin you against his car door.

“It’s okay. I’m not sleepy, really” you wrapped your arms around his neck, “Besides your friends could be here any minute.”

And just as you said that, you both could hear perfectly besides the sound of the wind and leaves flying, the sound a car driving up to your direction. You both turned your head to the left waiting for the car to show itself, until it did a few minutes later.

“Was he coming behind us and we didn’t see him?” added Minho amused, not releasing his grip on your waist.

You didn’t react, you were so comfortable with your arms on his shoulders that you both watched in anticipation as the car parked and the people got out of it.

Kim Seungmin. Just the person Minho had said would arrive first. Minho had all these characters as best friends. Kim Seungmin, superstar baseball player married to the model and creative director and manager of one of the most famous girl groups currently, basically she was a socialite and businesswoman, Jung Jisook, but better known as Kim Jisook legally taking her husband’s last name.

You felt the woman’s judging look as she lowered her Chanel sunglasses from her face, watching as you and Minho continued like two lovebirds cuddling. You felt bad for a small moment and slowly stopped hugging your boyfriend, who also gently pulled away from you to move closer to his friend.

“Fuck, Minho, I’m early again” Seungmin said suddenly, putting his hands on his hips falsely indignant.

“Nice to see you again, Minho, the house is beautiful and you have the lake for yourself, amazing. I want a lake house too now” added the woman happily, approaching your boyfriend to greet him, “Thank you for inviting us.”

“How are you Jisook? It’s good to see you too, and don‘t worry, my house is your house. How’s Jungmin?”

Jungmin, the Kim’s little two year old boy. You haven‘t met him yet.

“My sister is taking care of him by herself these days” Seungmin replied, “Why did you bring us here again?” he joked, “Ah, by the way, nice to see you again…. Y/n, I’m Kim Seungmin in case you don’t remember.”

You let out a giggle, you were absorbed by the situation around you that you had even forgotten to speak.

“Hello” you replied shyly, waving your hand, “Mr. and Mrs…”

“Seungmin, please” he interrupted you with a smile to which you nodded, he looked straight at his wife, waiting for her to do the same.

“Jisook” she replied despondently.

You bit your lip nervously, you understood and felt her slight disdain for you as before you, in Minho’s life there was someone else, his ex-wife Miyeon, who you were very much aware is still a close friend of his best friends‘ current wives.

“Well, settle in, make yourselves comfortable, Y/n will show you to your room."

“You seriously have rooms for everyone? That’s great” Jisook added, “Honey we should get something like that, wouldn‘t that be fun?”

“The forest at night?” her husband replied, “No thanks, Minho likes it because he’s a maniac.”

You laughed at his comment and waited for Seungmin to put their bags down. You watched him carefully, you had to confess that each of Minho’s friends had their own particular charm and, each of them were really attractive men. Seungmin had innocent looking, droopy-kind eyes, short black hair and a manly, elegant and slim build, with a clean and slightly boyish appearance.

You finally opened the house and led the Kims into the room your boyfriend had previously indicated. You saw Jisook inspecting the place as she walked in and somewhat awkwardly you were about to leave them alone when a “Thank you, y/n” from Seungmin stopped you for a second.

You didn’t know if you were crazy, if you were seeing things that weren’t but Seungmin’s tender and kind look at you changed for a second, his dark eyes were shining and you could notice how he subtly checked you out, somewhat mischievously. You smiled and walked out, frowning and wondering if it was all in your imagination.

But there were so many of their intentions that you didn’t know, Minho’s big little secret baiting you, you were the main attraction, the real reason for those men‘s stay at Lee Minho’s cabin.

You rejoined Minho outside the house, watching each of his friends arrive, taking surprise after surprise as you watched each attractive man walk through the door of the house behind you as you directed them to their room since that was the task Minho had assigned for you.

Next, Seo Changbin, who complained when he arrived and did not think he would be early, but it was all arranged by his wife who wanted to be near the lake; he was an aeronautical engineer with a PhD and a professor at the prestigious university where Lee Minho himself was also a faculty member; accompanied by his pretty model wife and owner of a women’s sportswear line, Seo Chaeryeong. Changbin, in addition to mathematics, loved to keep his image healthy and exercise, so his appearance was muscular and his eyes were so uniquely shaped.

Next, Lee Felix, arriving alone, something about him looked anxious but happy, he was a handsome, freckled, big eyed man with long, blond, dyed hair, he arrived confident with a blue designer suitcase, Felix was a programmer who worked importantly designing video games or something like that you understood from Minho. Right behind him came Hwang Hyunjin, a painter who owned galleries with his wife Vittoria, an exclusive interior designer, who had, together with Hyunjin, been involved in much of the cabin’s interior for years now.

Later at about the same time, Bahng Chan, owner of a boxing academy, which Minho attended, and chief of police in the city, together with his wife Miah, who you had no idea what she did but lived a good life with Chan. After him, Yang Jeongin, the youngest of your group of friends, editor-in-chief of a major fashion magazine, arriving with a huge smile and charisma, secretly being one of your boyfriend’s favorites.

At this point you were exahusted, you didn’t expect to see so many people all of a sudden, you had forgotten your social battery, but finally, your boyfriend’s best friend, Han Jisung, the handsome Han Jisung, producer and composer of major entertainment companies, could not be missed.

They were all, the house was certainly full, a few hours had passed and you were already starting to judge each one with a bit of your writer’s mind, but you decided to ignore it, letting yourself be carried away by the simplicity of the time. Minho had planned it all, cooking for you, getting together for lunch, setting up around the house so you could relax, you were having a good time leaving the fact that you felt highly judged by the four women older than you.

The first day went so well, you went to sleep with Minho kissing him sweetly good night but… the nightmare came the next morning, when your boyfriend distanced himself from you to spend some time with friends and you were forced to spend time with the eccentric and millionaire women, at first it went well, Chaeryeong, the youngest after you, invited you to run early along the forest, which you accepted, when you were about to do so, her husband was outside, preparing some things with the other guys, setting up camping tents because apparently they would be spending the night outside today and after she gave Changbin a quick kiss and started jogging, he gave you a half smile and you couldn’t help but feel watched again, just like the first day Seungmin did, in fact you have been feeling watched, heavy gazes on you.. but you thought you were starting to get paranoid, they didn’t bother you, but they confused you too much… why were they looking at you, as if you were in the spotlight and suddenly they wanted to eat you with their eyes.

You didn't give the matter a second thought, you came in from your little exercise, clearing your mind by jogging through the trees, feeling the cool air hit your face, leaving you breathless and in a cold sweat. You went back to the cabin, showered and dressed up again this time slightly more comfortable and natural, you thought you were going for a quiet afternoon, but your boyfriend forced you to spend the rest of the afternoon with the women in the town 40 minutes away.

You couldn’t believe it, there you were, in Hwang Hyunjin’s car while his wife was driving, you didn’t know if Minho was waiting for them to become your best friends overnight, but it was absurd… they were something unbelievable. You didn’t want to judge them as women blinded in the perfect life and glamour, but they were exactly that, you didn’t blame them, if you had the necessary money god knows how unbearable you would become too, but, being with other people, seeing the sunsets and the sunrise from a new perspective, all those little factors that were making you become yourself again little by little, you were inspired.

You arrived, spent a nice night under the stars and a campfire, eating smores, telling absolutely everything, each one was so talkative in their own way, you could feel why Minho appreciated them a lot, but the robots at their sides didn’t help them at all, you wanted to love them, you wanted to feel in the closeness and trust of women, but you had such neutral opinions about them, they judged with their eyes every time they laughed loudly and you understood that sometimes it was annoying, but not to be reflected that way all the time. The camping tents were in vain, in the end everyone went to sleep inside, that night Minho surprised you, being overly affectionate all of a sudden.

“Look at the view” he said, hugging you from behind, sniffing the smell of your hair as he pointed to the window.

Darkness and more darkness, only a pine tree being dimly illuminated by the light outside. You never stopped to think how scary it looked at night because you were all the time accompanied by Minho and you felt completely safe.

“It looks scary” you spoke your mind.

“It really does, a little bit” he spoke in your ear, turning you unexpectedly to face him.

You looked into his eyes, you understood exactly what was going on.

“I need you” he confessed to you.

Your cheeks turned pink, you were a little shy to have sex because it was so likely that they could hear you, in that case, Felix, Jeongin and Jisung who slept in the same room near yours.

“I don’t know, Min, I don't want to be vulgar and be overheard…” you expressed apologetically.

Minho’s mind spun around, vulgarity, noise, scandal, it was all he could think of lately.

“If you don’t want to do it princess that’s fine, but if you want to do it we can be so, so quiet” he whispered, seducing you as he brought his face dangerously close towards you.

You kissed him. And he got his way that night, it wasn’t like you refused either and, with a hand over your mouth, trying to cancel out any noise coming from you, you and Minho fucked that night. The forest was silent, your muffled moans and Minho’s withheld moans decorated that night.

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The next morning you woke up without the silhouette of your lover by your side, you took a shower and got ready to go downstairs for lunch but everything was particularly quiet that Sunday morning, your last day of adventure.

You looked around a bit scared, it was as if there was no one else in the house, giving you chills, lunch was ready, at least yours, set on the kitchen island, but there was no one there, but suddenly Minho’s presence managed to scare you a bit.

“You’re awake, baby. Come, we’re outside, have lunch here with us.”

Minho spoke softly to you, giving you a kiss on the cheek and taking the plate of food, the glass and the cutlery to head towards the back area of the house where Minho had a sort of balcony or small living room outside to relax. You were glad not to be alone for a moment, but the strange feeling inside you returned when you saw that it was only his seven best friends sitting there. You felt the piercing gaze of each of them with every step you took.

“Hey, Y/n” Chan greeted you to which you smiled nervously, sitting down.

“Hi” you replied to everyone in general.

You just wondered where their wives could be and how seeing you there alone among them all was questionable, or was it just your mind making you think that.

You were a little shy, yet you dared to look at each of their faces, it really seemed as if they knew something you didn’t, they were hiding something.

The rest of your lunch none of the wives showed up and you felt so shy to ask, but none of them felt shy with you, questioning you down to the smallest detail.

You didn’t understand what was going on, but they did.

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Finally back home almost at dusk, you couldn’t help but think about the way you met Minho and that maybe that’s one of the main reasons why you were getting disapproving looks from wives, you knew it was wrong, it wasn’t the best of cases but it happened, you released sparks and your love was born unexpectedly. You had met Minho in a somewhat unfavorable way, in your last winter at the university before graduating, Lee Minho was your professor. At first there was nothing but sighs and complicit glances that you thought were only coming from you, but you didn’t know you were driving Minho crazy and over time… it was inevitable, you got closer and closer to each other on winter break, he took you on clandestine dates, showed you his home, showed you his heart and a side of him that he didn’t think would ever come out again after his divorce, but by January he was already confessing to you that he had never flirted or fallen in love with a student… that the fatality of the situation was inevitable… but that if somehow you both had to try, you didn’t hesitate, at that point you were so immersed in him, everything had his name written all over it and it was perhaps because he was your first great love. You started dating secretly until you graduated and by June he offered you to live with him to which after thinking it over, you accepted and everything with you had been wonderful so far, everything could have been perfect if it wasn’t for your constant feeling of stagnation at work.

You looked at your boyfriend’s profile side and reenacted in your mind the slightly weird moment when he almost forced you to spend with his 7 best friends, you knew you shouldn’t take it that way, but all the women leaving and leaving you alone with 8 men was a situation you were left to think about… but you were so sweet and naive that you didn’t have the slightest idea of the thoughts that ruled the mind of the one you used to think of him as a sweet and tender lover, Minho’s thoughts.

Minho had a degree in languages, literature, in grammar, courses and postgraduate degrees in publishing and among countless other things that surprised you, his family owned a popular and old publishing house which only further developed Minho’s passion for literature and one of the things that made him fall in love with you was your sensual and unique way of writing, the way you chose the words to develop the perfect paragraph of whatever it was you wanted to put forward, the subtlety of your eroticism in words, for when you were both secretly lovers you used to write short stories from a compilation of these in a book he published under his publisher under a pseudonym you both chose, the thrill of something so morally wrong, the ephemeral and forbidden sex in his office, all that motivated you so much, but now he lived with a broken heart that you couldn’t find something concrete to write about so you could have your first book.

Minho saw you frustrated even though you tried to hide it, and on several occasions he witnessed how much you used to write in a notebook, by hand, to which he curiously asked you one night what it was about, to which you nervously answered that it was just your personal diary.

At first he didn’t care, he thought it was cute the way you still wrote by hand, when even he couldn’t keep that level of commitment, but one night, a Saturday night to be exact, a week before he proposed to visit his house in the forest, you went out with one of your friends leaving him alone, so he came into your office, really without any purpose, he saw the chair in front of your desk and remembered how tenderly nervous you were when he found out you had a personal diary, suddenly, curiosity invaded him: Minho knew he shouldn’t, that he was invading your privacy but he was so curious to know, he shared all his secrets with you, but how many of them you kept.

And then, he looked for your diary, finding it after searching, you had hidden it. He wasn’t going to sit down and read every page of your privacy as if it were the damned newspaper, he was just curious about what you were saying most recently, to which, that night, with his heart racing, he opened the journal and read, with a smile as he visualized your calligraphy on the paper.

I have had fantasies. I honestly don’t know why if sex with Minho is wonderful. It’s just… at first it was these dreams, so hot I’d wake up in a daze, with wetness in my panties, feeling it so real, but I’d forget them right away, they were blurry memories of this one and sometimes I just thought they were dreams where I recreated something sexual with Minho, sex on the couch, sex in the kitchen but, god, I sound like a perverted, sexually frustrated older woman in her declining sex life, but, I had this encounter, with one of Minhovs best friends ...

Minho’s heart almost stopped beating for a second and he turned pale when he read that, continuing in panic with the reading, almost wanting to close the journal and not thinking that it could be about what he feared the most, an infidelity. He read on.

… and I think from there, for some reason my subconscious has gone crazy. I was always a firm believer that dreams sometimes had meanings, sometimes they were random products of your mind… but the fact that you imagine even when you are asleep seems incredibly fascinating to me, I always liked dreams, even if they are nightmares, it’s just that, it’s an indicator that your brain never turns off even for a second, I don’t know, it’s something difficult to explain that fascinates me too much. The point is, I ran into one of his best friends while I was doing some grocery shopping and we had a nice talk and I couldn’t help but think how different he was from Minho but the way I liked him so much, he is so handsome, I must admit, he has an exceptional charisma and I think from there my fantasies have grown, I think he is the one I dream about.

Minho stopped reading for a second to look at your manuscript in disbelief. While thousands of not so friendly thoughts ran through his mind: who were you talking about? What the fuck was that all about? Did you like a friend of his? Who? What was going on?

For a moment I had the idea of writing about that, about a woman who frequently has fantasies about her boyfriend’s best friend, but I don’t know, I hope to elaborate and not fall into cliché, besides, what purpose can it serve? Will it be a book about infidelity? Am I unconsciously being unfaithful to Minho? I know minho is not like that, that if I tell him the idea and show him a draft he will be brutally honest and judge as a critic and not as a boyfriend, but I am so uncertain, what if he thinks it is something that happens to me, something I am somehow becoming very familiar with, or am I just overthinking it?

I talked about it with my friends, they told me it’s normal at the same time yes and at the same time no, they laughed at me saying that after all I just wanted to fuck his best friend, but then they argued something that left me thinking more than I already was.

First times and only loves. Minho is the only thing I know of love and I love him. But, it was also my first sexual relationship and my friends argued that it’s only because I’ve never tried another man other than Minho before.

I thought it was absurd, I love him, everything with him is great, the way he touches me and makes me feel, I can easily say that I want to be all my life with him, but the idea had already been embodied in me, they were right, he has been the only man, but it is normal that only sometimes I think what will it feel like to explore with more?

I don’t want to leave him, I love him, I don’t want to cheat on him either, but I’m young and I want to experiment. But I’m also young and I don’t think clearly.

The more Minho read, the more dizzy he became, the next thing, he was astonished, words written by you of an explicit description of everything you would like to do, or at least, everything you dreamed of with a man who was not him. You described him as stronger, firm and rigid fingers going through your core, strong thighs hitting your body every time he penetrated you… god, Minho read absolutely everything with frightened eyes, he wished he didn’t.

Curiosity killed the cat. Minho had stopped fantasizing about other women because with you he had it all… but your argument drove him crazy, he did have experience with more women, but for you Minho was everything, he didn’t know whether to be flattered or confused.

He knew it was wrong and he shouldn’t have read it in the first place but, the stunned left his body after a couple of days and something in him was ignited, the fact that you were so sexually turned on and wanted to try all kinds of sizes… his thoughts weren’t exactly sweet, he imagined your sweet face while you were being fucked, wasn’t that what you wanted and craved so much?

If you wanted to experiment with more men, why not do it with what he already knew and had full trust in.

The idea was unhinged and he didn’t know how to put it to his friends, until he said it, so suddenly and in a serious tone as he used to be, a simple and classic Minho, gathered in tranquility, he blurted out:

“Mmm, I think we should fuck Y/n.”

His friends looked at him puzzled, doubting if they had heard right. They knew how special you were to Minho, why would he offer something so insane? Or was it a joke?

It was a crazy idea, but in the end, they all agreed.

On the other hand, on the way Minho questioned you if you had felt good and if you had noticed the unhappiness and frustration on his friends’ faces about the marriage, you found it strange because you idealized marriage so much and expected it to be the most sacred thing, hoping that one day you could unite your life forever with his.

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And then you were seduced to another weekend in the forest, you were happy as your writing had flowed so naturally and your boyfriend’s gentle proposal filled you with excitement again.

“Let’s go one more time to the cabin, finally without so many people” he mentioned to you spontaneously, while you were tending the garden in autumn as he gave you a resounding kiss on the cheek.

There you were again, but just as you arrived you got the huge surprise that you already had visitors.

“What is this? I thought we would be alone” you said to Minho before getting out of the car.

You weren’t upset just confused by his strange behavior lately.

“Relax, princess. It’s just 3 of my friends, they adore you, come on.”

Minho was quick to get out of the car. It seemed as if Bahng Chan, Hwang Hyunjin and Lee Felix were waiting for you. Again you felt inside you that feeling that they were planning and hiding something you had no idea about.

You greeted them. You tried to be okay but it bothered you that Minho was telling you half the things, or so you felt.

“Hi, Y/n, what do you want to do today?” greeted you sweetly Hyunjin of which you were a bit confused.

Minho gave him a withering look as you both walked towards the entrance. Everyone was nervous but tried to hide it.

“Campfire? Camping? A movie?” added Chan.

“Go to the lake with me” interrupted Felix.

You looked at them strangely because just a week ago your talks were still a bit formal, you didn’t talk much like you could say that with all the confidence, but you didn’t take it badly, you liked them, you saw the kindness of their intentions, or at least you thought so, they were nice men worthy of Minho’s love so, you liked them too.

“No” Minho replied almost annoyed.

“I’m fine, thank you, what can we do Minho?” you asked innocently.

You managed to raise the gazes of the other men, seeing how you sought Minho’s opinion on everything.

They remembered that moment in the backyard of Felix’s house where Minho summoned them when he told them about his crazy idea.

“She's… pretty and submissive, it’s cute, she seeks my approval but honestly I’ll could never be able to say no to her.”

“Too pretty I’d say” Changbin added amused.

Minho gave him a dirty look.

“And she asked you that she wanted to be fucked by 8 guys and you couldn’t say no to her?” joked Seungmin.

“No. It’s not like that, it’s just, it’s something I know.”

“Who in the world asks his friends if they want to gangbang his girlfriend?” provoked Seungmin.

“Shut your mouth, Seungmin, if you don’t want to participate then forget this” Minho spat.

“Oh no, I’m in” he quickly replied scoffing.

The rest of the friends laughed.

“Then why the fuck do you have to…” Minho was about to comment but was interrupted by Felix.

“What do you know, you said you knew something.”

Attention went to the freckled man but once as soon as Minho warmed up his vocal cords to respond, all 7 pairs of eyes focused on him.

“I read something from her, how she’s young and currently has been fantasizing about being with more men because…. shit, I don’t want to stir up your dirty fantasies, but-”

“As if this wasn’t dirty enough already” Jeongin muttered with a grin. Minho continued.

“… I’m the only man she’s been with, she has no other experiences besides me so, I don’t know, it came to my mind to give her more experiences, me, deciding with whom, maybe it’s fear so she won’t go and cheat on me with some idiot I don’t know.”

“Then it’s better that she cheats on you with your idiot friends, how thoughtful” Jisung spoke, joking.

But the idea that you were inexperienced flew in the heads of each of the men, they always wondered how Minho could have you, but now the most important issue for them was that now they could have you too. They were more than delighted.

Eight guys for you alone seemed so aggressive to Minho, so he divided his group of friends, Chan, Hyunjin, Felix and him on Friday; Jisung, Changbin, Seungmin and Jeongin would arrive early tomorrow.

The afternoon went fast. The men were so ready, but you had no idea.

During dinner, somewhat early, you felt Minho’s hand provoke your center under your skirt, caressing your thighs, squeezing your clit. You hadn’t thought about sex until Minho touched you.

Although you had to admit, seeing Chan always turned your cheeks red, because he was the one you fantasized about. Chan was so cute, he had a cute and contagious laugh, his face changed harmoniously every time he smiled, he was attentive, you got to know him a little more at the supermarket, when he had left work and was doing his shopping. But… none of his other friends were bad at all, if you looked at them in detail, it was hard to say you weren’t attracted to at least more than one, or all of them, you felt like a little slut but, you were young and they were handsome men.

After that, you tried to watch a movie, but after 20 minutes they all went outside with the weird excuse of wanting to go get some air, you watched them confused leave and you were just left with your boyfriend, sitting on the couch.

“Uh, it’s going to start raining, they should go inside” you said, suddenly remembering the weather forecast and the sounds of thunder falling recently.

Heavy rain was coming, and not just meteorologically.

“Y/n” Minho spoke softly to you, placing his hand on your bare thigh.

Your attention returned to him, you were turned facing the direction the boys had left a short while ago.

“Yes?”

Minho sighed, nervous, you put your hands on his back worrying immediately, you were about to speak but he said.

“I have this crazy idea, if you don’t want to do it that’s fine. Seriously, we can forget I said it…” you looked at him scared, every faction of his face lit up by the TV as the movie continued to play, “I want you to experiment more, I want you to be free to try other men.”

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing, it was as if he had entered your head for a second, you turned pale. Minho looked into your eyes, his eyes were shining, they were bigger and pleading as you looked at him scared.

“You have every right to do it” he continued, “But I don’t want it to be behind my back or with any asshole. If you want to do it, that’s what boys are for.”

You looked at him puzzled.

“What?”

“You don’t want to have sex with other men? Isn’t that what you’ve been fantasizing about? Honey, I’m telling you seriously, you can tell me anything, your every thought and desire and I’ll see about fulfilling every one of them.”

You wanted to scream noo! Logically at those questions, but you kept quiet… how did he know so much? Is it true that after all Minho knows you so perfectly that he could now read your mind?

You bit your lip, your world was spinning thinking about what he was implying that you should have sex with his friends. He was right, you thought, the idea was crazy and you should forget he even said it.

But… was it true? Or were you dreaming?

A loud thunderclap made you a little jumpy. You needed him to be clear.

“Minho, I- … what do you mean?”

“That if you want to try more men and have sex you can do it now. Chan, Felix and Hyunjin are waiting for you” he replied slightly cooler.

You felt a cold breeze hit your skin. If you said yes… you were really going to have sex with them, if you said no, nothing will happen.

“Are you for real?” you replied in disbelief.

“I never joked for a second with you, my baby” he gave you a quick kiss on the lips.

You were perplexed.

“I know it’s hard to think about it, you can take as long as you want…”

“And if I say yes?” you replied uncertainly.

“Then you’re going to have the experiences you wanted so badly.”

The rain came down heavily all of a sudden. The boys went into the house giggling and slightly wet.

Your heart raced, you heard their voices and laughter approach and in the adrenaline of the moment, you responded.

“Yes, okay. I accept.”

Minho squeezed your thigh and smiled at you. The three men entered the room slightly wet with huge smiles plastered to their faces, you made eye contact with each of them and then averted your gaze, thinking that all this time they were here so they could fuck you.

You couldn’t hide the fact that this strange situation excited every part of you, but then you thought that two of them are married, but one of them is Chan, you were going to try him for the first time. You bit your lip, your mind told you that you should feel remorse but you were not the least bit guilty of being Hyunjin and Chan’s mistress for one night.

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You prepared yourself. You were nervous, rambling about the situation that you even took a shower, went back to fix your hair and put on makeup. You knew it was just sex but your mind kept thinking about it, not the dirty act but, what it will be like itself.

Minho came into the room. You were ready, you wanted to look your best for the other men waiting for you downstairs.

“Are you sure you want to do this, sweetheart?”

A flash of lightning illuminated the dark forest. You smiled and nodded, letting yourself be escorted by your boyfriend.

Minho turned on the house lights. He set up the main room, pushed aside the small table to leave the spacious carpeted floor space clear.

The three men sat waiting for you, leering and hungry for some of your young skin.

You sighed and Minho led you to the front of them. From left to right, Hyunjin, Chan and Felix. The rain was still echoing outside as you heard your loud heartbeat even in your ears, you were aroused like you had never been before that you were even afraid to tremble from the excitement built up in your body.

Their appearances, the way they were different and sat differently, their respective looks towards you… everything made you shudder.

“Well” Chan spoke, ”can we begin?”

You nodded softly.

“You look beautiful, Y/n, by the way” Felix suddenly blurted out making you blush.

“Rules” warned Minho, ”we won’t do anything she feels uncomfortable about, as soon as she asks to stop or that she doesn’t like something, we listen to her, okay?”

The men nodded.

“She’ll love it” Hyunjin stated with a smile.

“Who do you want to start with, princess?” spoke Minho to you.

The question took you by surprise, Minho saw your innocent confused face.

“Oh… you can start with yourself and, teach us” whispered your boyfriend seductively, tugging at the hems of your sweater to take it off and leave you in your bra.

The thermostat was on in the house, yet you felt a sudden chill on your exposed skin.

Chan and Hyunjin bit their lip, one hand resting on their thighs as they stirred restlessly, uncomfortable from the large erection trapped in their pants. Felix averted his gaze shyly, but then stood in awe watching the spectacle.

You noticed the bulges in each of their crotches and yours began to throb, you thought how dirty it was, fucking four hot men at once, you had never had another experience beyond Minho and now you were going to have three more at the same time. You were wet and restless.

Minho pulled your skirt down, letting it fall gracefully to the floor, leaving you half naked in front of them.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful” Hyunjin murmured, finally stroking his erection.

“Take off her bra” ordered Chan in a thick voice.

You truly felt like a doll, letting yourself be undressed. Minho removed your bra and couldn’t resist the sensation of massaging your breasts with both of his two strong hands. You bit your lip.

“Shit, Minho, don’t touch her yet” Chan complained.

Felix watched you with wide eyes, scared but he was so excited, he wasn't sure if he wanted this, he was a little shy, but as soon as he saw you spread your legs and exposed you to the sun, he was ready to give you a little kiss.“Come here, babygirl” ordered the older one.

Minho slowly let go of you and you obeyed his action by moving closer to him.

“Sit on that end and start touching yourself for us, show us your sweet beauty, baby doll.”

You listened to Chan and watched as he pointed to the edge of the couch, to one side of Felix.

You almost moaned at the sensation of your slick fluids, you were so wet and the manly voice that was ordering you around was making you more and more sick. Felix watched you with wide eyes, scared but he was so excited, he wasn’t sure if he wanted this, he was a little shy, but as soon as he saw you spread your legs and exposed your glistening pussy, his cock throbbed and his mouth salivated, you look so appetizing he wanted to lick you whole.

The four men moaned softly at the sight of your exposed pussy as you pulled the fabric of your panties aside. You leaned back against the armrest of the couch and acting on a voracious instinct for pleasure, you looked down at your exposed intimate area and began to touch yourself, then looked up at the other men.

You massaged your clit, felt your slick and let yourself go, trying to hide your shyness. You watched each of them closely, Hyunjin and Chan’s slitted, piercing eyes, in contrast to Felix’s big, kind eyes, almost as cute as Minho’s, who was standing there watching the show you were giving his friends.

You moaned and closed your eyes letting yourself go, you slipped two of your fingers in and they became engrossed in the softness of your digits sliding into your wet entrance; their limbs ached, asking to be touched, while you enjoyed yourself, thinking that something else might be filling you right now. You quickened your pace without thinking, about to bring yourself to orgasm, but Minho interrupted saying.

“Stop” he walked over to you, squatting down in front of you, ”Kiss me baby, then show the boys how you do it.”

You looked at him confused. You were shaking, a mess, you never thought you would be this excited in your life. You took Minho’s lips who kissed you wildly, leaving you breathless. Then you felt yourself being taken by someone else, you stood in front of Felix and the man kissed you shyly, enjoying the act.

Felix’s lips were a different sensation than Minho’s, his timing, his tongue on you that you lasted some time with him, Felix was not able to control himself with you, he wanted you too much. But suddenly, a big hand grabbing your forearm and pulling you away from the blond boy.

Chan took you with ease to settle you on his lap, sitting right on his erection for your pussy on it, taking your hips, pressing you down as he kissed you sensually and made you grind on his cock. You were breathless, your pussy throbbing hard, again enjoying a different and greater sensation of his erection on you, his hands on your body and his lips and tongue exploring you.

When you came to Hyunjin you felt once again like a toy which was being passed between boys, but Hyunjin did not take you desperately like the rest, he took hold of your hand with which you had been masturbating and brought the fingers you were pleasuring yourself with closer to your entrance, to put them in his mouth and suck them erotically while he looked into your eyes.

“Mmm” said Hyunjin happily with a tender expression of pleasure, “You taste just as I thought, so fucking sweet, baby.”

Finally he took your face between his big slender hands to kiss you, his lips were fuller to the rest, his tongue was slow but skillful, you felt like you were slowly going to heaven.

You had the feeling that you were about to be destroyed.

Chan noticed how lewdly Felix was watching you while you had your moment with Hyunjin, Chan wanted to have some fun, letting the younger one decide first.

“What do you want to do, my little mate?” said Chan amusedly to Felix.

Felix swallowed nervously, looked at Chan and then returned your gaze to you. Felix said in an exquisite thick voice.

“Let me eat her.”

You shuddered. As you pulled away from Hyunjin. Your lips were already swollen, each one of them adoring your tenderly agitated expression.

“Okay” Chan spoke, biting his lower lip and licking them afterwards.

“Babygirl, come here, settle in.”

Chan took you by the hips again and sweetly gestured for you to position your body with your knees on the couch, given the view of your ass to Felix, your torso passing over Chan’s thighs and your face and arms reaching towards Hyunjin.

“Well, enjoy yourselves. You know what to do” you heard your boyfriend say.

You could imagine what this was about and it made you nervously worked up. Felix was the first to expose his cock, you turned your eyes towards him and could see him stroking his exposed member, to pull down your panties and settle in to bury his pretty face in your core, licking your folds and searching for your clit. You moaned as you felt his warm tongue on you and Chan ran his large hand down your bare back enjoying the view, his hand was gentle but it burned in every part he touched you, you were lost in pleasure, you were reaching levels of arousal you never thought you were capable of feeling.

Chan sought your entrance and teased it with his fingers while Felix kept pleasuring himself on your pussy, you began to shudder and lose strength.

“Fuck” muttered Hyunjin excitedly at the pornographic scene of his blond friend licking your pussy and your submissive position.

Hyunjin pursed his lips and released his cock as well. His was right in front of you, it was big, erect, veiny, its pink tip was covered with his white precum. You felt dirty but you loved every second of it.

“Come on, sweetheart, you can take it.”

You stopped looking at his cock to look him in the eyes and then lowered your gaze again. You moistened your lips and took it between your hands, it felt so good, Felix kept stimulating you and Chan started playing with your breasts while still caressing your back and ass, squeezing it hard at times. You licked Hyunjin’s glans and when you opened your mouth wide to take his hard cock fully, Felix thrust his thick tongue inside you, teasing you uncontrollably. You gasped with Hyunjin’s big cock in your mouth, Felix was stimulating the rest of your cunt with his free hand while he couldn't help jerking off.

You were losing your temper, you wanted to explode in your orgasm, but you continued to taste Hyunjin’s cock, licking his entire length, running your lips along it feeling its thin skin and notorious veins, being accompanied by the sweet gasps of that young artist. Hyunjin grabbed your hair, giving you support as you took his shaft, bobbing your head, but you were getting more and more breathless, your eyes began to glisten, you were so close, you were being distracted by the sensation of your nipples being pinched and your breasts being fondled and how very sticky the oral sex Felix was giving you was getting.

“You’re doing it so good princess” Minho’s voice came next to your ear, “You’re so cute taking Hyunjin’s cock so well, good girl.”

Your eyes searched for his image, you were sure your expression was a mess, you didn’t understand how he looked so cute and peaceful as he witnessed the dirty act of his girlfriend’s mouth being filled by his best friend’s dick. It was sick, twisted, it was so fucking hot you had no self-control.

You were collapsing, losing strength, and struggling not to drop your abdomen onto Chan’s thighs. You whimpered with Hyunjin’s cock in your mouth, drooling, with Felix’s tongue inside you and his fingers on your labia and clit, you collapsed in your first climax, making your body quiver. You pulled Hyunjin’s cock out of your mouth for a moment to enjoy your orgasm, took a breath and moaned loudly. Felix felt his hard penis throbbing and in a low moan he cum in his hand as well.

“Aw, baby girl’s first orgasm of the night," Chan spoke tilting his head as he appreciated your trembling body, “Good job, Felix.”

You were weak but skillfully aroused. Your chest was rising and falling with difficulty, you were dizzy between so much pleasure but your mind kept asking that now how would they have fun with you.

He placed you in front of him on his lap again and whispered in your ear:

“Now you’re going to ride daddy’s cock, yes, baby girl?”

His words rocked you. You nodded with big, bright submissive eyes, driving him crazy.

Chan left you in his old place on the couch, stood up and began to undress. Minho plopped down beside you, all watching the little spectacle of the older man undressing.

“Ah, this dude can’t keep his clothes on” Minho commented amused.

You turned to see him, he was also so agitated and excited that you felt bad that you didn’t have him and could attend to him.

When Chan pulled down his pants and boxers to take them off you were engrossed. He was huge. You bit your lip and subtly denied, feeling afraid and insecure, that was going to break you in two, it wasn’t going to fit. But, remembering your boyfriend’s big thick cock there was a good chance you would enjoy it.

“Come here.”

Chan carried you in his arms. You automatically wrapped your legs around his waist, his body was strong, he had big pecs and marked abs. You looked into his eyes… you had never been this intimate and vulnerable with anyone but Minho… now you were being shared with his best friends.

Chan carried you with one arm while his available hand held the base of his erect cock to rub his soft glans on your pussy. You moaned as you were teased and you fliched in surprise.

“Fuck, it’s big” you suddenly blurted out between a sigh, causing a smug giggle to come from Chan, you looked up at him still surprised and blushed.

“You cant take it, babygirl.”

And the next thing you felt was his cock sliding inside you making you whimper. The others watched the act of your body weakening and shuddering as you held tightly to his neck, how your entrance stretched adjusting to Chan’s size as you whimpered louder and louder the deeper he got inside you.

“You feel so good” moaned Chan feeling your walls wrap around his cock completely, “Fuck you Minho, he had all of you to himself?” he mumbled.

His cock slid in easily, you were so wet, you shivered hugging yourself to his neck, resting your face on it, you were as full as you had ever been, slightly fuller than Minho made you, the bulge of his cock was noticeable in your lower belly, Chan came deep inside you, staying a few seconds without moving so your walls could get used to him. “Can I move now, little one?” he whispered sweetly to you.

You nodded quickly, sore but excited, "Yes, please… daddy."

Chan’s ears turned red as he heard you call him daddy and fill him with his fantasies. He grabbed your buttocks and began to control your body over his cock, going up and down slowly, giving them the erotic view of your sensitive hole being penetrated, of his glistening cock thrusting inside you, capturing the arousal of each of you, causing their hands to go to their respective penises and begin to masturbate at the grotesque image of your entrance being abused by Chan’s big cock as you both moaned in pleasure. Even Minho couldn’t take it anymore and pulled his erect cock out to stroke it at the image of your body being absolutely fucked by someone else.

Chan was tearing open every part of you, his pumping cock bouncing into you, his thrusts were gentle, slow and deep, manipulating your body up and down in a sweet rhythm, at that point you were both a mess, your breasts and hard nipples rubbing against his marked pecs as fluids from both of you slid along his cock, trickled out of you onto the floor and stained his sensitive testicles every time you had him deep inside you.

“Shit” gasped Chan, ”Come join in, someone can take her from behind.”

The phrase altered your senses amidst the whimpering mess you were being.

“Is that okay with you, angel?” Chan asked you again breathlessly, “Fuck your beautiful ass?”

You looked him in the eyes, Felix and Hyunjin were already to the side of you with their hands stroking their cocks.

“Y-yes.”

You answered, not sure what could happen. You looked around for Minho with your eyes, he was sitting there watching absolutely everything.

“Good” Chan replied, giving you a tender smile disappearing his lips for a second.

Chan pulled out of you suddenly making you whimper, his cock touched his abs as it was loose. Chan didn’t hesitate, he laid down on the carpet, dropping you down sitting on his cock with your labia between his rigid member.

“This way we’re going to fill you completely,” Hyunjin said.

Chan lifted your body to slip his wet cock between your ass, trying to prepare it before they could enter you that way too. You bit your lip at the sensation, you had long felt the knot in your stomach but you were only prolonging your climax. You became restless and nervous again.

“Fuck, nobody has any lube?” commented Chan somewhat exasperated.

He didn’t want to hurt you, at least he didn’t want Hyunjin to, as he positioned himself behind you and Felix stood in front of you, leaving right in your face the sight of his stiff cock.

“It’s okay, I’ll be gentle” moaned Hyujin, getting on his knees close to Chan’s thighs.

Chan pushed you gently and you quickly understood it was to take his cock again, he lined it up with your entrance as you slowly let yourself fall on top of him, causing you to sigh. You shuddered as you felt Hyunjin’s tip moisten your rear area, rubbing his precum, he parted your buttocks with his hands digging into your skin and entered gently, making you scream louder than Chan’s penis in your vagina.

You whimpered, closing your eyes tightly and biting your lip as the male presences took guilty delight in your suffering. Hyunjin moaned in ragged gasps at the extremely tight sensation of your conduit.

You held yourself tightly in Chan’s abs, whimpering each time you felt his cock deeper in you. You had never had anal sex before and it was burning like hell itself, but the lust in your body was greater than your pain.

“Is it okay, baby doll, are you liking it?” whispered Hyunjin slightly concerned.

“Yes” you whimpered.

Hyunjin was also big and within moments, you were being penetrated on both sides.

"Move slowly, Hyun, let her adjust a little" cautioned Chan.

They both began to move in you leaving you hoarse and breathless, Chan lifting his pelvis and pounding your pussy while Hyunjin buried himself into you, they started slow but their pace gradually increased, leaving you with the most unique experience you were ever going to forget. Chan held you firmly by the hips and Hyunjin squeezed your right buttock with his hand while another hand played naughtily with your breasts.

Then you looked at the blond boy’s genital area, his stubble pubic area with tiny freckles on it, you were transfixed, thinking how uniquely beautiful Lee Felix was, you looked into his eyes before taking his cock and did your best to please him while two of your holes were being completely filled and used.

Your movements on his cock were imperfect due to the constant pounding of Chan and Hyunjin against your body that was driving you crazy. But Felix didn't stop panting, he loved it, he stroked your hair more delicately to how Hyunjin took you a few moments ago. You felt dirty, used and aroused, all your possible entrances occupied and each of them dripping in some fluids, your cheeks were shiny from the little tears shed. You were on the verge of collapse again, once again, your body could no longer hold it in.

On the other hand, Minho smiled happily, happy that lust won on that rainy night, he was in glee at the dirty image of your little body destroyed among men, he was as happy and excited as a young hormonal boy discovering his favorite porn. He was happy to have been able to fulfill your fantasies.

Chan babbled things that left you in the clouds, the moans of the three of them set fire inside you and the situation again seemed like a dream, a very dirty one.

Each of the best friends were enjoying it like they had never experienced sex before, everything was full of lust and passion, a sweet young woman at the beck and call of the pleasures and dark fantasies of men in search of forbidden sansations.

You pulled Felix’s cock out as you felt it quiver in your mouth and happily let him cum on your tongue. You became somewhat foolishly confused letting yourself be carried away by Chan and Hyunjin’s thrusts and whimpered again letting yourself release in the most intense and long lasting orgasm. You wanted to collapse in surrender, but both men continued on you some more until moaning and cumming hard inside you.

“Good girl-” Chan mumbled.

“Fuck, she’s full of cum now” Hyunjin smiled happily.

They both pulled out of you to contemplate the collapse of your twitching muscles expelling their glistening semen.

You finally felt yourself breathing, you thought you had tachycardia, you were out of your senses waiting to recover. You saw Minho approach you, again with his cock sheltered in his pants, with a calm expression and suddenly he carried your weak and naked body in his strong arms, you breathed in his scent and saw him with some embarrassment with your already flustered face.

“You did very well my princess. I love you” he whispered and gave you a tender kiss on your forehead, “Do you want to try something new tomorrow?”

Your boyfriend carried your exhausted body to the warm bathtub that he had already prepared, taking care of you after the unexpected night you had.

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The next morning you didn't know how to act. It was strange, but the first thing you saw when you came downstairs were Minho's other friends at the entrance, Yang Jeongin, Kim Seungmin, Han Jisung and Seo Changbin. You greeted them shyly with a smile, as it was obvious what awaited you next as soon as night fell.

You went to the kitchen, where you heard voices, finding the men who saw you naked and vulnerable a couple of hours ago, the same ones responsible for each of your sighs and pleasure that crazy, rainy night. Everyone sat down to breakfast but it was obvious that the main course they wanted was you right now.

Chan, Hyunjin and Felix left in the afternoon, confusing you, but you quickly realized it was someone else's turn. None of them wanted to lose you from the spotlight, but just four of them got away with it.

Just when you were alone, in the quiet of the balcony reading a book, not paying attention and with your mind spinning trying to process what the fuck was going on; Minho went with Chan to buy you some birth control pills at the town pharmacy because you had forgotten yours and that was the perfect time for the four of them to take you and lure you into a little game.

They told Minho before they left you, “We'll take care of her.” Minho wasn't stupid and knew of the high probability that they would end up fucking you without him being there, which annoyed the hell out of him, but he would see a way to arrange it, that night.

“Want to play baseball?”

That sentence from Seungmin was a total lie and you knew it, still you followed him into the woods, in an area far away from the house, not only him, but the three other guys followed him too.

“Shit, Seungmin, do you know where we are?” mentioned Jisung annoyed.

Seungmin innocently looked around and stopped in his tracks.

“This is the place.”

Everyone remained silent.

“Oh no, we're lost,” Jeongin added dejectedly in jest.

The four of them watched you, again with leering and hungry looks, you wondered for a second... why you had to follow them there, but it wasn't as if your legs were moving on their own.

“Isn't that right, little one? You're lost but you have the good fortune that four kind men will help you get home, only if you obey and thank us, or we could help each other.”

Your breath shortened, you understood Changbin's dirty game perfectly. You saw Jisung, Seungmin and Jeongin, then turned your focus back to the closeness of Changbin and his strong grip on your waist.

“And how will I ever be able to thank you?”

Changbin flashed a half smile, “Just be a good girl and obey our directions so you can get home.”

You nodded, “Kiss Jisung, he's waiting for you” he softly ordered you.

Jisung opened his eyes in fright once you approached him, surprised that he is the one you were going to initiate with. You kissed him, letting yourself be carried away by the sensations of other lips on yours and in the heat of things, the excitement and pleasure traveled fast in your bodies, you were being fucked by Seungmin and his long cock while doing your best to give a good blowjob to Jisung who was holding on to your body, as both of your hands were busy masturbating Changbin and Jeongin, whose long and nimble digits found a way to play with your clit.

It was a very different baseball game than how you thought.

But your actions had consequences. There you were, in a different pleasure session very distinct from last night, this time Minho was part of it, no longer being sweet and attentive to you, he was spanking your ass hard, forcing you to confess everything you did in the woods with his friends in the afternoon, until you were sore, your ass burning with pain and your eyes shining. His friends enjoyed the spectacle of the game of your pleasure and suffering.

“Take her, guys” Minho said coldly and pushed your body, not so exaggerated but you didn't put up any kind of resistance so he almost threw you. Seungmin came closer to you,

“See? You're nothing but just a fucking slut desperate for some sex. Isn't that so? Look how fucking needy you are.”

His words turned you on, it was the disdainful tone he used and the annoyed expression on his tender face, plus he suddenly started to finger you.

“Should we take turns...? I wanna fuck her” Jisung commented somewhat confused causing Minho to let out an unexpected giggle.

“I'll go first.”

You sighed as you listened to Changbin and let him take your body to the couch, moaning at the pain in your ass at the slightest rub. He spread your legs apart and began to taste your center, rolling your eyes.

“You're rewarding her that way and I think it was clear what a bad girl she was” Seungmin said.

Changbin pulled away from your pussy just at the sweetest moment, controlled your body with ease, turned your body quickly and started to fuck you hard making you squeal.

“Right, you're a little whore” Changbin moaned, spanking you harder on your already red and hurting ass.

You whimpered in pain but his thick cock felt so good around your walls.

“Fuck you, Changbin” Jeongin expressed somewhat frustrated.

Everyone took Jisung's idea, the next one inside you was Jeongin who pulled on your hair as he penetrated you in a delicious pace, the next one was Seungmin, who kept spanking your ass and his body slammed into yours at every deep thrust. And the last one was Jisung, he flipped your body as he fantasized about the movement of your tits while he fucked you hard, he was the one who left you the most breathless and the only one who managed to cum in you.

The others unloaded their cum on your chest as they vigorously pulled their cocks, making you feel dirty and humiliated, but it was something new that you liked.

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Sunday night was the high point of that crazy weekend that seemed to have no end. All it took was telling Minho:

“Why did you split up your friends? On you-know-what…”

“I thought eight guys was absurd.”

“Maybe it's not at all.”

And there you were, naked with eight needy, stiff cocks eager for you. The best part, was the men who carried it. You adored seeing their distinct and attractive faces and bodies begging for you, from the sensations they were giving you.

This time all eight of them were naked, looking so intimidating waiting for the next move. You were a helpless little deer in the woods, surrounded and in the sights of hungry beasts.

Hyunjin was the first to approach you, putting on a show for his friends as his mouth feasted on your breasts and his hand worked fast on your core, then his hand focused mainly on your clit as Jeongin's fingers were sunk deep into you after Hyunjin had happily invited him.

You slowly watched the silhouette of everyone approaching between your blurred vision due to the high level of libido in you and your body trembled in excitement, trying to think in what way they would make your body enough for each of them.

You were still in awe, not understanding the reason that brought you there, but just enjoying and letting yourself be carried away by the lust of the moment. But you had no idea that it was all caused by the domino effect of Minho's curiosity that led him to read your diary that night.

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johnny had a tough exterior. from afar, his eyes could seem harsh, and the way he stood with so much confidence could be intimidating to some, but it was that precise reason what drew her in. like a moth to a flame. heavily anticipating his next word, his next action. through their timing together, however, she felt like she peeled off those layers. each time loving the way his lips curved into that smile she grew to love so much. she loved this warm and bubbly feeling when she was in his arms. it was terrifying to feel so vulnerable, and to open her heart this way. the past always seemed to haunt her, and she had a horrible feeling that something or someone would take johnny away. whether it be an old flame or somebody new entirely.

those dark thoughts didn’t last long when his calming words reassured her. confirming that perhaps she wasn’t alone in this. her hand running from his jaw to his short hair. her eyes getting lost in his that she almost forgot that they were dancing. she could smell his warm scent being this close, and she had leaned in a tad closer, wanting to fill that open spot between them so badly. “i’m happy to hear that. that’s how i feel about you.” minnie had no plans to confess her feelings tonight. she figured she would test the waters a bit longer before taking her chance, but it was difficult not to in this position. “yes?” her heart escalating when johnny began his sentence.

but all good things must come to an end. her attention now shifting to felix. it wasn’t like the younger one to interrupt, so she understood it was important. “oh o-okay,” it took a few blinks to register and pull away from the fairytale. her hand slowly slipping from his short hair now falling to his chest. “i’m sorry. i’ll be back. i’ll meet with you soon.” she offered an apologetic smile and her head bowed to emphasis how sorry she was, but soyeon needed her. her hand gave a small squeeze to his just when she pulled away. “can you show me which ones?” she asked felix, following him right after and lifted the bottom of her dress just enough to rush over to the restrooms.

↓ small time jump ↓ @saochxbin

how long was she gone for? ten minutes? an hour? all minnie could wrap her head around was holding back soyeon’s hair, and talked her through the vomiting. while she was upset to leave her date, she quickly turned that emotion into a comforting one for her sister that she loved so much. giving her loving rubs on her back and was with her right until she felt good enough to walk out of the room. once minnie confirmed with soyeon that she was all better, minnie excused herself back to her date. which was… not by the waters like he promised. her eyes scanned the room, wondering that maybe he was back in their table. she felt embarrassed enough, but still asked a few tables where johnny might’ve been. she bit the inside of her cheek when nobody gave her a direct answer. still thanking them, she carried on. table after table, she found no sign of johnny. her heart tightened the longer she waited. too nervous to sit alone, she stood by the waters, wondering that maybe johnny would notice her.

finally, liz, who had been one of the people she asked, noticed her senior and notified the woman. minnie quickly thanked the youngest one, and tried not to make it so obvious that she was hurrying over. a smile now appearing on her face when she saw the back of johnny’s head. her smile quickly fading when her eyes caught a glimpse of who he was with. joy. who just so happened to be johnny’s ex. feeling the ground shake from under her, she felt a lump in her throat. her head turning away, afraid that johnny would notice her. “you’re such an idiot, minnie.” she whispered under her breath. water quickly filled her eyes, and she used whatever strength she had left to walk away. tears now streaming down when she replayed how happy she was just moments ago. that all of his sweet words had no meaning behind them when he had feelings for somebody else. joy and johnny dated before, and minnie knew how great and beautiful joy was. she let out a sob, pushing her tears away. she had no idea where she was going since her vision was blurry from all of the crying. “i’m sorry,” she sobbed, accidentally bumping into someone. wiping her tears away some more, she glanced up to find changbin. “binnie...i -“ she sniffed, looking down to avoid the redness in her eyes.

Johnny melted into the gentle touch of her fingers. It was impossible for him not to be wrapped around her finger by now, and the thought terrified him. Outside of his group, Johnny never let people see him for who he was. It was easier for him to be disliked for who he wasn’t than to show his true colors and be rejected. Unfortunately, he couldn’t keep that facade up when it came to Minnie. He was falling for her, and it was so painfully obvious by the way that he failed to maintain his cool, detached persona.

“Thank you for saying yes.” By now, they were dancing with their faces inches apart, and Johnny felt nothing but warmth. He should be nervous, being so close to the girl he had feelings for, but Minnie put him at ease in a way almost no one could. “I feel safe around you, and that’s not usual for me, so… thank you for being you.” He felt his nerves building a little then, but it wasn’t because of Minnie. Johnny knew how he felt, and he wanted so badly to tell her, but what if he screwed it up?

He’d practiced what he would say to her so many times… That he wanted to move on from the club scene and have a real connection with someone… That he was so afraid to find that connection and repelled the idea until she came into his life… That she meant so much more to him than just a little casual fun… That he could see himself falling for her, and he felt like he already started to… “Minnie, I… I–”

“Noona!” All of Johnny’s thoughts were interrupted as Felix came over to them. His first instinct was irritation, but it faded quickly when the younger gave him an apologetic look. “Sorry to interrupt, but Soyeon noona is sick in the bathroom.” Johnny gave Minnie an understanding smile. “Go check on her. I’ll get some water and meet you over there.”

#♡ johnny #♡ changbin

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𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭, 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞. ⋆.˚🦋༘⋆

them as your parents / family | ot8 , non-famous au , hc - esque format

𝒟 ⁱˢᶜˡᵃⁱᵐᵉʳᶻ.ᶻ.ᶻ : entirely self-indulgent fluffy silliness ,, i am feening for the closeness that this is so i manifested it as a written work via a self-insert perspective because i am actually that down bad ,, can be read as romantic or platonic concerning the guys but it's strictly platonic with reader !!

𝒲 ᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍᶻ.ᶻ.ᶻ : none of the darker sort (but if there is smth triggering pls plss let me know !!) , fluff + crack centric , VERY LONG I REPEAT VERY VERY LONG !!! , the ups and downs and beauty of parenthood , gender inclusive/neutral dynamics , brief mentions of eating & exercise & conflict & parental guidance , some swearing cuz it's me 🫠 , looots of nicknames / pet names !!! , intentional lowercase , messy bc it's self indulgent and i probs got too tired to go back & edit it , cavities probably ... for the fluff y'know?

𝓏.𝓏.𝓏.𝒾𝒹ℯ𝒷𝒶𝓇 : this is purely fictional for the entertainment of fandom consumption only & does not represent any of the members in real life nor their status! don't like? scroll on. unnecessary hate will not be tolerated.

enjoy bambinos ᡣ𐭩

⏦ﾟ♡︎ ≽^• ˕ • ྀི≼ @itzsana-kiddingmenow 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙮 𝙗𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙙𝙖𝙮❟ 𝙟𝙖𝙖𝙣｡ 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 (𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙖) 𝙥𝙪𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 !! 💗᪲᪲᪲

찬 | chan

calls you his baby. baby girl, baby boy, baby-baby binky boo (that was one time, in public, and you swore him to secrecy under threat of imminent doom), doesn't matter. it's always ‘his baby' because you're his baby. baby variants , little one , and his little koala bear.

even until you’re old, wrinkly, have a complete life of your own – you’ll always be his precious baby.

you probably inherit his little derp/bubble cat smile.

beefcake pt. 1, he's able to pick you up and swing you around all the way until you're full well into adulthood & he's near to wasting away (/j + aff).

he's so sweet and loves you right down to the microfibre !! there's never any room for miscommunications on how much he treasures you because he tells and shows you every day without fail.

he’s an absolute dork and probably embarrasses you on the daily, which you wouldn’t have it any other way tbh, but in turn he's also a strict parent. a patriarch of his caliber has held down the fort for years and has done a darn good job at it — his word is law, no questions, if's and's or but's.

he expects you to follow his rules & respect what he says. he doles out reasonable punishments and happily rewards in equal measure; he brings a sense of peace and fairness because that's what he always tries to be.

even if judgment seems cloudy in highly emotional moments, and he's not perfect, he always redeems himself.

physical contact , words of affirmation , acts of service ! ❤️‍🩹

gives the bestest hugs like THE bestest hugs we been knewww. 😮‍💨 just one of your dad's hugs and suddenly, life doesn't feel so bad anymore.

he's definitely the dad who puts you on his shoulders/back when you get too tired to walk. sensically, this was a staple when you were a kiddo!! but ... he's keeping up the tradition weeelll past that line. 😐

at the very most he'll never drop you !! even if his own feet slash body slash old-ass ahjussi joints are killing him.

it's cuz he knows he might never get these moments back so like the wise man he is, he's making the most of them (✿ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)⁾⁾ sentimental old sap.

(he's so iconic 😩 tryna parade you around when you're a whole adult and he's in his silver fox/dilf era like slay king 😍😝💯💘✨💅🏼)

"No, it's alright baby! Your old man still has some muscles left in him. 😜" "Daddy, your neck vein is popping out."

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on nights you can't sleep, you'll find him in one of several places dotted around the house: either sitting at the kitchen island, sprawled on the couch, or in his personal office, typing away at an open laptop in front of him, screen light illuminating his features — and you never hesitate to come to him.

he might tut when he sees you up as ass o'clock (🗣 he's a hypocrite your honor 🗣) but he'll always welcome you as company. he calls you his little koala looking for a midnight adventure or a lullaby :((

you still have fond memories of eating tubs of ice cream with him under the warm lighting of the kitchen island, giggling quietly amongst yourselves as you talk about anything and everything.

p.s : those are some of his favorite memories with you too. ᡣ𐭩

always puts your safety, health and happiness first; he never wants you to be uncomfortable or unhappy with something & if you are, he's doing everything in his power to put it right !

he's definitely the parent you run to when you're struggling with anything.

be it a stuffed lovie whose threaded eye comes loose, a homework problem that just won't solve itself, some kids who might've been loud in their opinions of you being 'weird' for having 'eight dads' ... no matter what your plight may be, you always think of chan and chan is the one who always catches you in his arms when you run to him.

when you get older, wiser, you'll look back on all the hardships you went through and realize that your dad didn't always have the answers. but he for damn sure always did what you came to him for: he held you through the storm and reassured you that everything would be okay.

to his endless credit he put your struggles to rest to the best of his abilities. if he couldn't omit them completely, he'd shoulder the burden for you.

you never have to worry about anything when you're with him <//3

"Dad has it all taken care of, okay? / Daddy will do it. / Dad's got you, it's okay." are some of his most common sayings & I can imagine it never fails to make you feel safe.

"Come here baby, give us a cuddle . . . Mm, you know appa loves you right? . . . Yeah. To the moon and beyond, my little koala bear."

민호 | minho

the ��tough love” parent, but so present and so nurturing and adores you to bits.

nags and pinches and sucks his teeth at you when you're being stubborn but he's literally where you get it from?? 😭

tbh i feel he'd be kinda proud when you show that fiery side of you; he's raising/raised you to be strong and self-assured. so granted when he sees those little parts — parts of him shining through — it gets caught in his eyes and bunny tooth smile.

doesn’t appreciate sass being directed at him but he will preen like a proud cockatoo if and when you put someone in their place. and he's right there to back you up every time !!

"yes mhm mhm that's right that's my kid."

he's strict, the 'scary one', the un-advocate for teenage dirtbag shenanigans or bratty behavior. he's firm with scoldings and punishments and once his foot is put down it is put down ... and he means well. 🥹

and like most parents, that doesn't mean he always knows what's best for you. despite always wanting and advocating for your success and happiness, he never ever means to hurt you.

so if you become visibly distraught because of him – whether he scolds you too harshly or his teasing caught you at a bad time – he gets a little shaken and needs to be comforted by his loves. 🥹 channie and hannie are the best at this so it's not unusual to be tended to by your other parents while these two are at minho's side, but also vice versa.

tho once both parties have calmed down and you all come full circle, exchanging apologies and clearing the air? minho? he will do anything to make you feel better.

he's not leaving you alone until you're giving him that sweet smile he adores sm. (im sobbing i love mama minho) which means generous servings of your favorite dishes made fresh with love & bear hugs galore.

calls you his one and only, pudding cup, and aegyo versions / nicknames of your name.

brings you slices of fruit as an act of care but also as an apology when it comes down to it. stereotypical asian mother. (˵ ¬ᴗ¬˵)

100% records everything. and i mean EVERY👏🏼THINGGGG — is the catalyst for why you have stacks up on stacks of baby pictures and videos. ᡣ𐭩

lovesss to cuddle with you and have you sit close by. it's soothing to him to know you're near and in sight. if you guys sit next to each other on the couch he's pulling you into his side / to lay on his lap where he will proceed to give you head scritches. like you a cat or sum 💀 he's a cat dad what can I say.

speaking of cooking lino is alwayssss cooking for you !! it's his love language: cooking (acts of service/gift giving) & quality time. the bestest part is if any of your other parents try to sneak a taste they taste lino's wrath instead.

"THAT'S FOR YNNIE, YOU OGRES. SHOO, GET OUT OF MY KITCHEN. 🤬😤"

(and because lino is actually a huge teddy bear and the whole tough guy thing is just a facade, he spares a taste here and there for his mopey soulmates. but he's rolling his eyes as he does it. he loves them more than words will say).

you guys cuddle with the cats while watching movies — soondoongdori all adopted you too when you came into their lives & they been chillin ever since.

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also so playful and protective pls. like y'all will be out shopping for groceries or sumn & you'll be minding your own business in its entirety and this mf will just yank you into his side so "you don't stowaway on him", or chase you with cutlery from the kitchen when you're the one being playful.

speaking of protective ... please don't let this man be called into a school office on account of bullying GOD FORBID it be that 💀 NO man is leaving unscathed.

he'll have you tucked protectively into his side, gingerly stroking your shoulder all whilst he's instilling the fear of God into some poor kid's parent(s) (#DESERVED 😤💯💥):

"You come near them again, there'll be hell to pay. Do you understand me? This WILL not happen again." "If I'm contacted on account of my child being mistreated and all of you oafs are sitting on your asses instead of fixing the situation, I pray you have the brain capacity of holding some semblance of the law under your belt, because you'll be needing it."

. . . yeah man he becomes a complete mama bear if anyone else tries to come for you lmfao he won't HESITATE BETCH 🗣 he'll jack someone(s) all the way up for you, no hesitation.

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he has a hard time saying the words ‘i love you’ sometimes but it's so evident in how he treats you and the way he gazes at you so fondly — the way he cooks you your favorite meals and feeds you and cuddles with you when you're sick and pets your head like a kitten.

not afraid to throw down for you. does not give a singular frick, disrespectfully. he’s your ride or die fr 🤞🏼 y’all too locked in to lock out. he might be the bad cop parent but he's ALSO the guard dog parent — just say the word and he is SPRINTING to you 💨💨 it's all hands on deck and they all belong to lino.

even when you're capable of defending/standing up for yourself (as you should 💅🏼) you can always count on one lee mf minho to leap across a table with no reservations in defense of your honor.

you’re his child — he can and will uninstall nations for you and you’d do the same for him.

“Y/nnieeee, come eat! I made your favorite~”

창빈 | changbin

your protector, thru and thru.

beefcake pt. 2 he always picks you up, carries you, cradles you, all the way from when you're a baby until well down the line. you'll never be too big for him to hold.

seo "i'm gonna be SO good at hugging" changbin who is always working out/exercising and teaches you the importance of physical health !! probably uses you as lifting weights too. he revels in your happy little squeals and giggles.

"Babin's so strong, right honey? Your Babin is the strongest in the whole world, right?"

(ʙᴀʙɪɴ ɪs ᴀ ᴄᴜᴛᴇ ʟɪʟ ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ ɪ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ !! ᴀ ᴍɪx ᴏғ "ʙᴀʙᴀ" ᴀɴᴅ "ʙɪɴ" 😭💕 ɪ'ᴠᴇ sᴇᴇɴ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴘᴏsᴛ ʀᴇғᴇʀʀɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴍ ᴀs "ʙᴀʙᴀ" ᴀs ᴀ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ᴛɪᴛʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ғɪᴛs sᴏ ᴡᴇʟʟʟʟ. ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ʜᴇ ʀᴇᴍɪɴᴅs ᴍᴇ ᴏғ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ᴅᴀᴅ ᴡʜᴏᴍ ɪ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴄᴀʟʟ "ʙᴀʙᴀ." ᴄʜᴀɴɢʙɪɴ ɪs ᴠᴇʀʏ ʙᴀʙᴀ ᴄᴏᴅᴇᴅ ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʜɪᴍ sᴍ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ. @ɪᴛᴢsᴀɴᴀ-ᴋɪᴅᴅɪɴɢᴍᴇɴᴏᴡ <- ʜᴏɴᴏʀᴀʙʟᴇ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴍʏ ʙᴀɴᴀɴᴀ ᴘᴜᴅᴅɪɴ' <𝟹)

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in turn, he is also one who makes sure you get all your food groups and necessary physical activity in.

^tho this doesn't apply to those who have anatomical conditions that may restrict their bodily movements!! (🫶🏼 y'all are awesome chilling just the way you are) if you're in a wheelchair or can't stay standing for long bouts of time or anything of the sort, binnie especially loves to carry you around and post you up all nice and comfy wherever you please. but he does that anyway :') your wish is his command 💕

he's got a fuse as short as he is & the stubborn strength of a boulder. he's the dad that will stay at the kitchen table to help you eat your veggies/fruits. he doesn't force you if you have allergies/sensory issues of course, that goes unsaid, but if you're just refusing to be stubborn he is staring you down and using his Dad Voice.

not his binnie voice, not his dwaekki/aegyo ad-libs, but his Dad Voice. once that breaks out, complete with a stern glare and his beefy arms crossed across his boobs chest, i highly suggest you LOCK IN BRO HE AIN'T PLAYING WITH YOU??

ah binnie. he's loud by default but he never shouts at you when you're in trouble. parenthood has changed him for the better (like he wasn't already the best) - he doesn't believe that shouting = correctional discipline in the serious sense, anyway - but his way of disciplining you when you know you do a wrong makes you wanna shrivel up anyways so it's just as effective. <//3

fret not, though. he always reassures you after scoldings and aims to clear up any misunderstandings if you guys do have as such. he never lets you go to bed angry. ❤️‍🩹 and he apologizes if he knows he's in the wrong too !! emotionally mature king.

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if you've got allergies of any kind don't worry ur pretty lil head HE'S IN THERE LIKE SWIMWEAR 🗣 he will spend hours, days, weeks and months and years researching ynnie diet-friendly alternatives to adjust to your needs while still ensuring you're the healthiest you can be !!

and once he finds something he collabs with mama minho to throw down in the kitchen and cook it up all nice and pretty on a silver platter ! 😌

once he tried to do it himself and nearly burned down the kitchen... as well as the backyard veranda trying to put it out. but it's the effort that matters ! his heart's in the right place.

healthy and happy is his self-appointed duty. not just physically but emotionally too — he’s your big ol’ safety blanket.

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when you were little he'd put on a blanket and chase you around with his arms up high and playfully growling like a big ole grizzly bear and when he caught up to you , he'd scoop you up in his arms and blow raspberry kisses all over your face + smother you in snuggles.

you guys have fallen asleep numerous times after such exciting adventures and cuddled up together in fuzzy warmth :((

same as when you woke up crying in the night. if he got to you before your other parents, he'd rush over and gently scoop you up into his arms, shushing and cooing under his breath to hug and cradle you back to sleep <////3 no matter how exhausted he was, no matter if he was in the middle of a fantastic dream — you always come first. with his messy hair + puffy face + voice groggy with sleep and all.

when you're at a stage going through the motions ... we all know how stressful life is and how roughly it can get you down. even the strongest towers crack and fall, he especially knows how stressful it is. he's been there.

his heart shatters if he ever finds you crying alone. so the moment your tired frame and sunken eyes meet his, he's holding his arms out and you're sinking into his embrace and he's holding you like you'll disappear if he lets go. he certainly won't.

the moment you need him you're in his arms and he's holding you like he'll never let go. he's warm, soft, smells nice and both strong and squishy - the best of all worlds.

"Aigooo my little bean bun, what's wrong ? Shhh-shh ... there we go. There there, let it out~ No need to cry, my love. Babin's here, see? ... My sweetheart, I will always be here. 🥺"

those are the best times when you tend to feel safest. in your babin's arms.

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and while he's the biggest baby in existence don't misunderstand he is intimidating ASFFFFFF. i rue the day he spots an inkling of tears in your pretty eyes BUT NOT JUST ANY TEARS ... but non - happy tears that SOMEONE is responsible for putting there.

you thought lino was bad ? oof. lemme tell y'all about my friend seo changbin. 😮‍💨

scares off any and all potential bullies + fake friends + especially any creeps that eye you up a little too closely 🤨. nobody's even thinking of touching you when your babin's near. your own personal guard dog !!

(& it just makes you wanna giggle bc only you and your family knows how much of a goofy softie he really is in private 🤭)

your childhood friends were probably scared of him a little whenever they came over to visit but then he disarms them with his silliness and his sweet smile and dwaekki noises and probably impresses them by using them as lifting weights too and lo & behold you're the coolest kid on the block with one of [and all of] the coolest parents ever 😎 slay.

gift-giving , quality time & physical affection. ❤‍🔥

gives the BESTEST presents 🎁. i'm talking birthdays, holidays, special events. he's definitely that parent who takes his child out on 'dates' in order to show them to never settle for less and what they should expect from a potential partner !! & if u don't swing that way (romantic relationship-wise) it works just as well for what you should look for and expect in the people you'll have for life. found family 2.0. healthy relationships all the wayyyyy.

speaking of which binnie is BIG on reassuring you and building your self-confidence affirmations and compliments and hyping you up !! that's him !! that is he !! (๑ > ᴗ < ๑)°ᡣ𐭩 . ° . !!

you can always count on him to quell and squash any insecurities because he always reassures you on how wonderful you are :(( no sad y'nnies on his watch !! >:(

it's because of him that you can carry yourself with strength and wisdom and confidence. remember him every time you cat walk, every time you cuddle something fuzzy and pink, and every time you hear loud sounds akin to a cruise horn. 😌 (/lh + /playful) ᡣ𐭩

"YOOOOOHH, Yn-ahhh!! Come watch Babin bench press your old man!! I finally got the squat stance down! 😈" "YAH SEO CHANGBIN!!! 😫" (Bang Chan, in fear for his life, because his Binnie really has him ten toes off the ground he has no business being up there why does this happen why).

현진 | hyunjin

soooo so loving and wonderful :(( my dumpling twin :(( he mothers he fathers he wine aunties HE DOES IT ALL

another one who fits into the mama stereotype !! he puts flowers in his hair and offers to put them in yours too, paints out on the veranda bathed in sunlight and morning dew, tends to his little garden with lix and lino and always looks the most serene when he's got you, his precious little flower, in his arms.

his precious little flower. his pocket dancer. his beloved. his masterpiece, his little majesty, his absolute pride & joy.

when you were younger he definitely had you hanging off his hip all the time ... i mean c'mon it suits him; whether he was the perfect picture of a black panther decked out in one of his sleek versace getups complete with shades and a sassy expression,

or resembled the closest thing to a "fairy prince" as one could get with fuzzy sweaters and aprons with floral stitch work and cute sanrio barrettes dotting the wisps of his hair , dumpling smile on full display , it was always complete with a precious baby - his precious baby , held in the cradle of his arm.

especially when he was in his art studio !! he'd even had your own little area set up where you guys would paint side by side :')

tho after one such incident of you snatching up one of his paint brushes from his paint water and putting it in your mouth despite the long since invested in child-friendly non-toxic paints and colors and thereby causing hyunjin to die and live 5 lifetimes in the span of two seconds , he's a lot more careful about where you go in his art studio.

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speaking of fashion , you are hyunjin's little doll :( u both have matching shades & getups no child of his is gone be caught lackin'. he gotchu covered fr 😤🤞🏼

tho we are both well aware that people grow up and develop their personal sense of style. natural part of growing, yes?

but. trustttt & believeeeee that you're getting MAJOR side eye if he catches u tryna go out in public in your 'nobody i know will see me in this' fits. how could someone he helped raise become something that dares to dress themselves in the rags and tatters and like it?? (/lhj)

sometimes you probably do it on purpose to mess w/ him let's be real. his reactions are absolute gold.

despite his affronted gasps and hisses and harrumphs from off to the side while you're rocking it in your baggy hoodies + sweats + size-too-big wrinkly tees , he leaves you be in peace ... for the most part. 🥴

he's got enough fashion for the both of you , as he says. (pls he's so aggravating i cannot) but let it be known HE ONLY REACTS LIKE THAT IF YOU'RE TRYNA GO OUT like that. when y'all are at home , both of y'all are dressed to the nines ! . . . in rags and tatters 😇.

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the emotional parent 🫠 cries every time you reach milestones in your life. i'm talkin' shiny diamond tears brimming his eyes + a hand raised covering his wobbling lips and if he's offered a tissue , he's blowing into it not unlike an elephant's trunk. ilhsm pls

it adds to the ~dramatic flair~ and yea it may be a little embarrassing at times - especially if the drama llama catches the attention of onlookers - but when he's gazing at you in wonder , like you're a gift from the stars & murmuring "i'm so proud of you"s into your ear through his tears , how could you truly feel anything aside from the glow in your chest ?

(we love a man who shows his emotions 🙌🏼💖)

he may be the softest person in existence for you. he may hold you in the gummy nucleus of his heart and cradle it like fine china, he may do all those things !! but just like his soulmates - he doesn't tolerate bad behavior & enforces rules and consequences accordingly.

tho in any case . . . all it takes is one venomous look from him and you're getting your shit gathered , locking tf in. 😭🙏🏼 he don't play that mess. those eyes do more than judge and sparkle , baby. you wanna get testy with him ? he doesn't gotta play the game, he invented it. so yeah. try him. (I suggest you don't).

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when you're lounging in your bed or on the couch or a duvet (because you CAN'T tell me he doesn't have one or multiple dotted throughout the house for him to throw himself on for exquisite 🤌🏼✨ dramatic flair YOU CAN'T) — he makes sure you're close by and, if u're not, he wails out for you like a damsel in distress and it's muscle memory at this point for you to have a moist towelettes on hand because he will be needing it for something.

you're his baby & therefore his accomplice, he needs to have a spectacle every so often or else he'll die. & yes you need to be there!!? don't question your jinni!! (/hj + /aff)

hyunjin trusts you and often asks for your opinion on his paintings or when he's developing a new choreography !! your favorite memories are from when he'd dance for and with you in his studio , the both of you in a world of your own full of bubbly smiles and laughter and warm, warm hugs.

he ofc painted your room , and anytime you want an update he is all over it !! he has an eye for style and is a true artist at heart; give him your request , any to all details and he is a man on a mission to give you your dream room.

he may call you his little muse but honestly, it's hyunjin who slipped on your rose-colored lenses. like him and because of him , you have an eye for the artistic things in life.

the little things like flowers sprouting out of the cracks in the concrete during a casual stroll or the intricacies of architectural history underneath the weariness of time when you spot a worn-down building — you garner the habit of being able to find the beauty in things most people wouldn't.

y'all know that saying '' one taught me patience , one taught me pain , one taught me beauty '' ?

hyune taught you all of them & the swirling coexistence of each element. he taught you just how beautiful it is and how far you can go in life with discovering the bounds (or lack thereof) of your spirit and how , at the end of the day , it really is how you see it.

"No matter where you go, you'll always come back to us, right? . . . Oh honey, I will always be here for you, no matter where you go."

지성 | jisung

perches you on his lap when he's working in his personal studio !! whenever you wanna play with the buttons (he makes sure to lock the keyboard so you can go to town and not risk messing up any progress) or have you sing into the mics and play it back with funny voice modifiers !!

but ofc little you be cookingggg you get your chubby little hands on those spinners & beat makers and ACTUALLY create some sounds that catches ji's attention bc "hollup hollup that sounded like the melody to a worldwide groundbreaking track run it back"

(even tho u were legit just slapping your hands up and down like the happy kid you were. he bows in reverence of your expertise & you're just posted up in the studio chair like. 😃😄 your appa is so silly).

he has so many nicknames for you it's actually a mf joke. literally calls you every endearment under the sun 😭 it's how he channels his affection for you !!

baby, honey, pumpkin, poppet, munchkin, chubby cheeks, joey (the offspring term for quokkas [and other marsupials but i digress]) <//3 I mean there's a new one every other so often but these circulate enough to be dubbed his 'mains.'

he's actually so goofy like SO SO GOOFY he's your personal laughing button !! & there's nothing more that he revels in than your laughter so trust he's always exaggerating whenever he wants to get a reaction out of you.

it was absolute heaven when you were a little one but as you grow into your teens/adulthood & you go through that lovely little period of puberty you like to tease him sometimes and. don't even spare him a glance.

he always always expects you to laugh at his jokes so when he cracks one and whips his head around to look at you cheesin' like "😃😄😃" and is met with dead silence . . . he is so. viscerally anguished. he is confusion. he's clutching his pearls and falling to his knees like the tragedy of a Roman god. "😨😰😫😵⁉"

like he is FIGHTING for his LIFE. YOU'RE SO HARD TO IMPRESS NOW!!! HAVE SOME MERCY ON YOUR APPA!!!! 😭

like he's such a dad who gets so desperate for a reaction from you it's almost pathetic ☠️ he's going through withdrawals. he's frothing at the mouth. he's dang near crawling at your feet while you gaze down at him with the judgy side eye that you undoubtedly inherited from hyunjin.

"You could at least pretend to laugh, Ynnie. 💔 Ever heard of respecting the elderly, FOR THEY are your future?"

"Buy my silence, you rich old goat. If youth is wasted on the young, then I'd say you've nothing to worry about."

"OH?? 😲 OMO 🫨🤬 WHO TAUGHT YOU THAT?! RESPECT YOUR FATHER!! 😫😭💔" (he literally started it pls)

he can't stand to see his baby grow up y'all that's all :')

aaaand because he's a professional comedian & moodmaker, that ofc means his elite sense of humor and vitamin effect rubbed off on you. not to say you're not alr a joy, it's just that in other words : nobody is safe when you two are together. especially when you develop that snarky sense of dry/dark humor from irino and use it as collateral damage. he adores you to bits. a #smittendad, if I may.

you're like a mini minho, or a mirror of mama hyune - you can't help being a little sassy towards appa jiji because he plays along so well and mostly ends up just spoiling you because all he sees is a baby version of his two yeobos & it's literally the cutest thing to him.

you may tease your fifth old man but you're arguably the softest w/ him too. he protects you so so much. always making claims of how he'll be around even when you're over 90 years old, nagging lino to cook you seaweed soup or giving you contraband (like cookies, candy, an extra fanta, some cheesecake, etc) when nobody's looking, to be there to rock you on his lap to sleep and sing you self-written lullabies. to be there to hug you to his side and skip next to you on the sidewalks and always jumping over the cracks because "we can't break daddy channie's back, baby! one, two, hoyjaaah!"

coming into your room to wake you up with kisses to your cheeks and whispering softly while cooing at your bedhead & making little jokes here and there to ensure your day would start with a smile.

release me, he's so sweet and so loving and you can just tell you're his whole heart :((

words of affirmation, quality time & physical touch !! 🛸

curated a whole album of songs - exclusively made for you - that he gifted to you on your 18th birthday. he had some of your favorite artists featured on there and nearly every track has some twined auditory memorabilia !! you recognized your child-self giggles mixing with his on the backing track of one specific song and it was such a throwback you teared up a little bit. or a lot. depending on how you feel !! no shame in bawling your eyes out (like jisung).

you're his one and only, his first and foremost. his reason for being. he may be silly and lighthearted but he is a long-lived individual who is entirely capable of the deeper, introspective parts of life. through it all he is undoubtedly a huge emotional support for you. you could never be wrong in his eyes - not to excuse you doing wrong, he knows you're not perfect. nobody is - but you could never be wrong.

to him, you're as close to perfect as it can get.

"Ynnie, my baby-baby. Appa loves you so so much, you know that right? Even if I was an alien from another planet and had a different kid, I'd steal a spaceship to come and find you."

필릭스 | felix

the perfect blend of mama stereotype and father stereotype, but in all seriousness, he's a grandpa. /j

nah fr tho. he's so soft and versatile he's a residential floater when it comes to the parental status !! but he's just as loving and affectionate with you either way so it doesn't rly matter :))

such a cuddle bug. as we've been knowing. if you ever want cuddles or a hug or any kind of physical reassurance, lixie is right there with open arms and a bright smile. he ofc respects your space when you need & want it but he shows his love and affection a majority of the time thru positive physical gestures.

this is so so important to me but I feel in my heart that lix plays an integral part in helping you differentiate positive from negative touch. if u're not one for skinship then that's absolutely fine - it helps, even !! - but it's bc of him that you .. like, you are adept in realizing a good touch from bad touch. there are a lotta fake hoes out there only after one thing, there are wolves who are trying hard at keeping up appearances. i'm just sayin'.

& if people don't get a first hint, well. he didn't pass down the fruition of his 63 medals in taekwondo for nothing.

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when you was a baby he was biiig on the kangaroo care concept! cradling you to his chest, his small hands hardly outshining your own tiny torso :( rubbing soft circles with his thumb and sliding his palm soothingly up and down your soft chonky back. his eyes absolutely sparkle every time he looks at you, brimming with affection, fondness & pride. maybe a bit of wonder.

he'd stand and sway gently in your nursery/bedroom, bathed in gentle sunlight and humming steadily in that low register of his, present and nurturing and so full of adoring love for you. he'd lay with you in your crib - and when you came of age, your bed - and you guys would nap and snuggle the day away without a care in the world. he'd make cute little noises and just do.. tiny little gestures that never failed to put a smile on your face. & in turn that'd make him smile too !!

and when you're older and are just off, doing your own thing around the house, he'll be magnetized to you and just ... come sit/lay/cuddle near you to stroke your head, play with your hair, gently scratch at your arm or back. like he just finds comfort in you and loves you sm :(( sometimes no words are exchanged, just gentle glances and even gentler gestures. all the tenderness that only a loving parent could have for their child.

in terms of scolding, I imagine he's ... not the bestest at it ='] mostly due in part to his tender heart and sensitive nature, he just can't find it in him to scold you too harshly if you're being especially stubborn & when it comes to punishments he leaves it up to the others for the most part but, in all honesty, it does not mean he's incapable of disciplining you at all.

that deep voice sternly calling out your name in reproval and his sharp regard, eyebrow raised and lips set into a firm line, disapproval marring his expression pins you to the spot every time. and. girl.

if you got your softest, fluffiest parent being the one scolding you NO YOU DON'T MATE PLEASE LOCK IN IT ISN'T WORTH IT??? he may be a softie but he ain't no pushover 😮‍💨 watch yourself.

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BAKES FOR YOU !!! we all saw this coming. (*´ω｀*) the sweetest most delicious treats in the entire world !!!!! cookies, brownieeesss, cupcakes, bundts, muffins, sweet bread, whatever your heart desires he's making it all! when you come home from school & he's not already greeting you in the kitchen, there's a small wicker basket - custom made especially for you - that he diligently keeps filled with yummy homemade baked goods for you to enjoy :(

+ & if you're not a big fan of sweets he will absolutely bake you any other yummy treats you'd want to try instead!! umami, savory, salty - he's particularly adept. all you gotta do is ask and he is hightailing it to the kitchen to whip his little chocolate chip whatsoever their heart desires.

nothing can compare to your fifi's baking & that's a hill you (along with many others) are willing to die on. they're almost as sweet as he is =") !!

he is ... so so gentle with you? like, devastatingly so. he's the most open with his affection for you and constantly shows it, primarily via positive physical touch (hugs and cuddles, kisses, massages, playing with your hair or simply rubbing your head if you don't have any/it's too short/u just don't want your hair to be played with 😭) but he shows it in other ways too.

a lot like minho, he displays it through ✨food✨ but also through quality time & verbal reassurances. no matter what he will always have you feeling appreciated & adored, because you really, really are.

used to hold you in his lap while he played video games. and when you outgrew that (if you ever did), he cuddles you between his legs or vice versa. & sometimes y'all game together !!

he had a thing where when you were a toddler, he'd let you hold the remote and lay his hands over yours, guiding your chubby little fingers as you 'played' and cheer you on with the sweetest words of encouragement & celebrate like it's the Superbowl when you'd 'win.'

... and he still does that to this day. undoubtedly, his heart shines with a deep sense of pride when you take the controls & actually do win, but if you're not as an adept player as he, it's a trip down nostalgia lane as he encases your hands in his smaller ones and flits his fingers across the buttons with timeless skill, his chin resting on your head / shoulder & planting soft kisses on your face and hairline with a big ol' smile. ( ◜‿◝ )♡

he just. adores you endlessly. he really loves you and it's unshakeable in its promise.

"C'mon, Babycakes, I baked your favorite! Say 'ahhh . . .'"

승민 | seungmin

he sings to you, always.

bye I'm sorry that's the foremost thing that I say but !! our silver vocalist king !! of course he serenades his child. 🥺

his favorite pastime is to hold you close, whether by his side or in his lap, and sing softly to you.

acts of service & quality time. 🩵

he doesn't shy away from physical touch (see exhibit a), he simply exhibits his love & affection for you in foremost ways above the others !! he's a very clean person so he was - and is - always cleaning up for you. but in the small ways !! he obviously implements the important basic life skills of being cleanly & organized very early on and made a game out of cleaning when you were little.

but as you grow older, I mean. sometimes u just don't have the time for it, and he gets it. so he's gotcha covered.

he'll do your laundry & always keeps your favorite laundry soap scents in full stock (and he always puts a little extra fabric softener in there). if you're okay with it and if it is messy, he'll clean up your room, fix your bed up, organize your things and just ... is really good in crafting a clean, open space for you to breathe. yo shyt could be the cleanest most spic-n-span-est shyt in the world but there's just something about the Seungtouch™ that'll do it every time.

teaches you baseball. I don't make the rules in this gang shit, I just enforce 'em. ┐( ˘_˘)┌

if you can't/don't want to indulge in the more physical aspects of it, he's yappin' allll about the sport to you in layman's terms. when you were little he gaslit himself into thinking you were genuinely interested + invested in what he was saying likeeeee.

you had no chance. he'd cornered you while you were in your high chair. he's sneaky, pulling out handheld erase boards while spending time with you in your playpen to illustrate playoffs and compare historical records between his favorite teams. he's even taken you to several games !!! ⚾

he just wants to share one of his favorite things with his baby, okay? :((

(and if you show genuine interest he's the happiest dada in the world. if you dare to use proper baseball lingo, you absolute dog, he will be cheesing so so hard. his paternal pride is riding at an all-time high. life is peak and it can only get higher).

this mf is so weird y'all will go outside to play on an actual field and he will get on all fours and chase you all the way around the diamond 'til you reach home base. then once you do he'll either a) act like he ain't traumatized you within an inch of your life, straighten up and cheer on your success or b) start growling and chuffing and barking like a REAL 👏🏼 MF 👏🏼 DOG 👏🏼 and keep chasing you.

(he showers you in praise either way so u are, indeed, the real winner here 😼 your second-youngest parent is just an oddball).

the parent that's exquisite in helping you with academics !! I wanna be funny & say he's the parent that scolds you over math questions at the kitchen table and stays with you until you get it correct but, he's too patient for that. seungmo is very smart, we all know this, but I don't think he'd implement that standard childhood homework trauma within you.

he's patient, he's thorough, he doesn't make you feel like a dunce and he encourages you to ask questions. he doesn't think you're dumb and he'll shut down any potential negative self-talk. he's the main one you go to for help with scholastic matters bc every time you do, no matter what subject it covers, the assignments that had seungmin's influence receive notably high marks.

he'd be proud of you no matter what :') high marks, low marks, middleman marks - as long as you tried your best, that's all that matters.

pets your head, smooths his large hand down your back - warm and comforting - and gives you that puppy - esque smile you know so well.

"Y/nnie did good today. Mm? Even just breathing, my little diamond did good today."

(Y'ALL I GOT THE NN DIAMOND FROM THE BASEBALL THING!! IT'S A BASEBALL REFERENCE!!!! BE PROUD OF ME!!! 😭 MY HEART ACHESSSSSS MONGMONGIE CALLING HIS CHILD HIS "DIAMOND" I WILL KEEL MYSELF OVER RIGHT THIS INSTANT)

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but ehehe, JUST BECAUSE YOU'RE HIS BABY DON'T MEAN YOU'RE FREE OR SAFE FROM HIS SAVAGENESS PLEASEEEEE YOU WILL BE CATCHING STRAYS 💀

teased you once by saying they adopted you from some grizzly bears in the forest and you cried snot and ended up running away to the local park close to y'all's house - whether that was because you were distraught or because you ventured off to try and find your so-called fuzzy family or heck. both? that's a story for another day -

and this man was the main one panicking trying to find you. it was truly a sight: the calm, collected, cool as a mf cucumber kim seungmin becoming a feral disheveled mess because his child is GONE—

(you were less than 30 feet away but I honestly get it)

—he was screaming, crying, throwing up, falling against the walls, ripping at his hair - the works. hell, your other parents (who had all been previously scolding him for his advanced teasing on your young impressionable mind) ended up comforting him instead lmaoo

while they were honestly freaking tf out - not just at your disappearance (if they had peeked out a window they would've been able to see your little bobbing head, hear the little cinnamoroll bell keychain on your pack-pack 🤦 men.) but at such a state of seungmin - it just made a dire situation simultaneously chaotically comical & just that more dire.

he fell to his knees and wept when they got you back again and refused to let go of you for nearly an hour straight.

despite after nearly being torn to shredssss with how much he got scolded by your other parents, namely by the entire hyung line, he was more concerned with you and was himself torn between scolding you and coddling you so it was just this chaotic heart wrenching mix of both 💀.

(chan bc he's daddy [/ns], lino bc he's mommy [/ns], binbin bc that's his designated hyung & hyunjin bc "what do you even know?" + he must correct puppy's behavior. idk it just fits).

you didn't sleep with anybody but him that night and he spent the better portion of the rest of that month practically grovelling at your feet in apology. he quite literally was at your beck and call, spoiling you rotten as if u aren't already smh out of pure guilt, he had to be restrained by your other parents lmfaoaoooo.

but it simply served as a segue for him to reiterate how much you really mean to him. no matter how much he may lightheartedly tease you, no matter how many jokes he may make, he adores you so much it aches so please understand Appa and never go away. especially like that, ever again. okay??

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he is not someone you want to be scolded by. I mean I doubt you'd ever want to be scolded by any of them but seungmo is a whole 'nother ballgame. (y'all see what I did there? *wheeze, knee slap, chokes*) just, that's it.

but he's ALSO ... another safe base for when you're mopin'. he is wonderful with his words & very intelligent, he's more than able to craft it in such a way that they touch right down to your heart and head so that his reassurances stick with you for a long while.

and sometimes you don't need nor want words so he will just ... be there. he's your rock pt ii. seungmin may appear demulcent on the outside but he is unyielding in his ways and not easily shaken. that's most in part why you know you can rant to him, scream and holler and cry and heck - maybe even throw some things around.

he'll sit there and let you get it all out, unperturbed, simply watching you with an unreadable - yet not unkind - expression. patiently waiting for the storm to pass and the inevitable drizzle to take over; and when that happens he's pulling you close with your permission, grasping your hand in his, stroking his thumb across your knuckles and murmuring loving soothsaying into your ears.

don't get me wrong, he won't lie to you - dare I say he's the most logic-minded one amongst all your parents - if you're in a pickle involving other parties he's psychoanalyzing their behaviors solely based on what you've told him & letting u know what's good. and if you're in the wrong in any way, he'll (gently) shine a light on it too. but he says it in a way that doesn't really make you feel bad. just an incentive to do better next time =]

if you want advice, he'll give it. if you don't, he won't say anything. he's very good at just ... being there.

a constant presence by your side, as natural and essential as air itself.

"Hand me my guitar, coffee bean. Come and sing with Appa, hm? Appa will sing a beautiful song for his aegi . . . wha-? No, not Yeni. You're my aegi."

정인 | jeongin

a healthy mix between chill parent and helicopter parent, but in all honesty, he's actually your Busan-ian grandmother.

because he knows the frustrations of being babied and coddled , he's a little more willing to give you freedom. but in the sense that he doesn't really straight up baby you and treats you accordingly & respects you as an individual !!

from this, you get a sense of independence when it comes to developing your social skills and introspection - yeni's perspective would allow you to see you outside yourself and present you in a way that you want to. he also reassures you when you're unsure of things and you can def count on him to softly go "aigooo~" when you stumble a bit along the way. but no fretting ! cuz he'll be there to help you up, dust you off, and be there every step of the way. 🥰

you definitely love your granmama appa so so much. he's everything to you and you're everything to him oms. 🤞🏼💕

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tho he doesn't really use them often & just calls you by your name, or like lino, aegyo versions + the esteemed "ynnie" - the endearments he does call you are his cub !! because that's actually what baby foxes are called: cub , kit , pup & dearest are his main endearments for you.

(and "my son/daughter/child" in an operatic trot tone when he wants to be funny. he's a country boy. /derog)

call him old-fashioned, call him old-school, call him old man (THAT is one he will NEVER TOLERATE!!!), yeni has such a comforting and nostalgic vibe. he's stable and wise and mature and he takes care of you very well !!

on sundays he'd wake you up and bring you out to the living room where you guys would turn on the big screen tv to watch cozy dramas and eat fruits. it's your healing time with your youngest appa.

but on the topic of oLd MaN 😪🤢🫢🫨😬 ... for calling him such obscenities (his words. who do you think he is?? chan???) he USED to just tickle you into submission when you were a kid but when you're grown & he's not able to gain the upper hand as easily, he plays the victim and tries to gaslight you into feeling guilty for "assaulting the hand that feeds you."

but he's missing the key detail that he raised you. you are immune to his little tricks and teases. he's created a monster unstoppable force and, day by day, he's becoming less and less of an immovable object.

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(y'all are legit besties stop)

you truly are his lil buddy :(( he's your youngest dad and despite all his maturity and mellowness, he's still got that baby bread boyish charm ✨ lino has an especially hefty collection of you two together when you were a baby/toddler and yeni was always all over you.

smiling and cooing at you while you were perched in your car seat during car rides, burping you after feedings, bouncing you gently up and down in his lap while making cute silly lil noises to hear your bubbly laughter, and ofc, singing his all-famous trot.

gift-giving & words of affirmation. 🎀

tho he's not big on pda or just too much affection in general, he shows his love and affection for you in different ways !! most often in the form of him spoiling you with clothes , food , snacks , fun little items that support your hobbies + interests !! no matter what it may be , he gets you the best version of that very thing. he's very observant of what you like & it's already been proven by evidence that he's among one of the best gift givers in the group !! why wouldn't he shower his child in the spoils of the latest trends and riches? (IM SO JEALOUS PLSS)

^ that doesn't mean he never shows you physical affection : he's particularly big on giving you forehead/temple kisses and always holds your hand when you guys are out in public running errands together.

i feel like y'all develop a bestie-type relationship when you're older !! of course the respect and boundaries that should be there between a father and child are there , but like ... there's not that many in the first place ?? y'all just be chilling fr. best chilling buddy. y'all are on the same wavelength of vibes and because yeni is always down for whateva concerning you, it's always a good time no matter what y'all are doing.

he's not a regular dad. he's a cool dad. /ref 🥂

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he may be easygoing but he's also a bit of a disciplinarian parent. i think that's why it's kinda scary getting scolded by him - he hardly keeps a tight rein on you and trusts you completely. you have a good head on your shoulders & even if you were in trouble, you have 8 men who will literally burn the world for you at your disposal. so you know you messed up bad if yeni gets stern and strict with you. nonetheless , he never wants to hurt or scare you ever - he just wants you to be safe.

y'all know those vids with the caption "when my bestie manager comes out of bestie mode and switches to manager mode" or something along those lines ?? yeah that's basically yeni 🥲

he's mellow most of the time but when he needs to lock in he locks in. parent #3 you definitely don't want being mad at you. it's so awkward and nauseating like 😖 it will definitely have you rethinking and regretting the thing you did in the first place.

but even then communication is key and he's a wise man who knows how to handle his shit & you're literally his kid. he goes in, makes sure the message is clearly delivered & once is all said and done, it's water down the drain.

& you immediately know y'all are good when he comes up to pat your head, smoothing down your scalp to gently squeeze at the back of your nape. it's minor but specific. a gesture that you depend on for peace.

because he's the youngest of your parents, he definitely can get a little overwhelmed and insecure sometimes. about his presence in your life. every little thing he does has the potential to influence you - it's quite literally his job to influence you. to have you grow into a capable, functioning adult navigating a world he, selfishly, wants to protect you from.

he has his moments ofc ofc, but honestly jeongin is such a mature and capable person himself, i feel there isn't much to fear at all. plus he's got seven other beautiful people backing him up so ... it's not like he's alone :'))

is he perfect? no. far from it. all of them are, really. but he has all the incentives: you're his child. and he loves you. and he tries, and makes it work, and puts you first in all aspects. it's enough. more than enough, really.

"Did you know that peeling tangerines for another person is a symbol of love? It requires attention, care, consideration . . . It usually means that whomever you peel a tangerine for, is someone you care for very much. Here, cub, take the big piece . . . Mhmm. Is it yummy? 😊 Eat deliciously, okay? Appa will peel you as many as you want."

ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴘᴇʀᴍɪssɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ᴛʀᴀɴsʟᴀᴛᴇ, ᴄʀᴏss-ᴘᴏsᴛ, ᴄᴏᴘʏ, ᴘᴀsᴛᴇ, ᴏʀ ᴘʟᴀɢɪᴀʀɪᴢᴇ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ.

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