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azurenightzz · 1 month ago

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i know im super late but i promised you that i would find time to finally start reading your fics and im here for my beloved husband!! 😘

honestly me reading this is a nutshell:

wdym hes a softie but also a baddie god he wants me so bad THE WAY HE SAID EVEN IF HE CAME BEGGING AND THEN SAYING GOOD BCS HE WONT HAND ME OVER AFTER THIS 1/1E?DW?W?>WD>ASF>DDFBJH GOOD LORD PLS...HAVE MERCY ON MY SOUL PICK A SIDE DONT BE ALL SOFT AND THEN WE DOING THINGS RIGHT AFTER THAT-

this sangyeon whore wife has been fed tonight thank you bless you i pray that kevin comes home tonight and gives you plenty of smooches bcs you deserve it 😔😔😔💛💛💛

fixing fate's mistake

sangyeon x reader

part of my soulmate series

summary: why is it that the one who comes to save you is never your soulmate but his older brother instead?

tags: soulmate au (sharing bruises), smut - mdni, childhood friends to lovers, hurt/comfort, small age gap (Sang is 3yrs older), slightly possessive!sangyeon (but he is mostly a softie), car activities, oral (r!receiving), strength play(?), lots of consent, loosely implied virgin!reader; warnings: light injuries and mentions of blood, reader is being picked up/carried, no pronouns but reader has a vagina and wears a skirt

wc: 2.9k

a/n: this wasn't meant to include sexy times but then i felt like the vibes were there so here we are i guess i'm a smut writer now 🤷🏻‍♀️

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As you were sitting in the cold, moist grass at the side of the road, the sun long disappeared behind the horizon, your knees bloody and your ankle twisted, you wished that there was a way to start over. It would be great if life worked like a video game, letting you return to a saving point if you messed up. Maybe you’d return back to this morning and make sure to charge your phone properly. Or maybe this afternoon so you could take the bus and leave your bike on campus. But even more likely, you would go all the way back to that one day in elementary school, when you’d been at the playground with the two boys living next door.

Even now, roughly 12 years later, you remembered it very clearly. You’d been on the swing, laughing brightly as you told them to look how high you could go. Sangyeon, the older one, told you to be careful, but you didn’t listen because all that mattered was the wish to impress him. Maybe it was because he was three years older, but at the time he was the coolest person in the world to you. He was nice and strong and really good at catching bugs. His younger brother who was the same age as you wasn’t half as interesting, but that was fine because he wasn’t interested in you either. He focused on his sand castle instead. You only got his attention when you fell, busting your knees open in the rough sand. The pain made tears spring to your eyes. Sangyeon immediately came over, a worried frown on his face. He’d probably felt responsible as the oldest. His brother on the other hand just gave you a dirty look as he got up from where he was sitting in the sandbox, dusting off his knees.

“You’re so stupid,” he said. But you didn’t mind. Your tears and pain were forgotten too, because all you saw were the bruises on his knees. You were overjoyed. You had a soulmate! Sure, it wasn’t the person you would have wanted it to be, but you were convinced you could make it work. The important part was that you had a soulmate, something you’d been dreaming of your whole (admittedly young) life.

He didn’t feel the same way. While you were happy about it all, excited whenever a bruise of either of you showed up on the other’s skin, he seemed to hate the idea of being your soulmate. He’d been cold to you before, but from the moment you found out, he made a point of being mean. Looking back, you should have just given up then. Maybe things would have been different if you’d given him room. Maybe he wouldn’t have come to hate you to this extent. And then maybe he would have come to help you now. But giving up hadn't been an option to you back then. You’d been a kid fueled by the idea that he’d fall for you if you just kept trying. After all, you were soulmates.

When you were in 5th grade, you fell down the swings again and broke your arm. You were crying and miserable and all alone, but it didn’t take long for your mom and Sangyeon to show up, first-aid kit ready. Your mom scolded your for not being careful and for going all by yourself, and that it was only thanks to the bruises on your soulmate’s skin that they came so quickly. Of course, you’d thought to yourself, he saw them and got worried about it, so he told mom. And that sparked hope within you. You completely ignored that he didn’t even bother to show up himself and clung to the hope that he actually cared. It also made you come to a very stupid conclusion: He would pay attention to you if you got hurt. So you fell and you stumbled and you bumped into things, all to get a little bit of his attention. It didn’t work. Of course it didn’t. It just made him despise you more and more, disgusted with your clingy behavior and the way you kept engraving all these marks into his skin, even if they weren't permanent. You regretted it now. If you could take it all back, undo every stupid bruise you’d bothered him with, you would. But there were no saving points in life that you could just go back to. Right now, there was only the moist grass and your scraped skin and the knowledge that no one would come to help you. Your soulmate must have seen the bruises by now and surely he was smart enough to connect the dots and realize that you had an accident on your way home. But he wouldn’t care. It wasn’t any of his business if you were hurt or not, aside from the fact that it stained his skin.

You wrapped your arms around your body, shivering from the cold seeping into your aching bones. You knew you had to get up and walk the rest of the way home. Maybe you could lean onto your bicycle to take some weight off the strained ankle. It seemed possible. But you just felt so miserable and alone, and your body was refusing to move. You buried your face behind your knees, letting yourself cry because there wasn’t anyone around to see. Except, you suddenly felt the headlights of a car on you, bright and white. The car was going slow, way too slow for a street like this, almost as if the driver was looking for something. The moment you saw the familiar license plate, you realized that something must be you. The car pulled over just a few meters away from you and Sangyeon got out, quickly jogging over. The second you saw his face, a new wave of tears welled up in your eyes. It seemed like he always knew when to show up to save you. He crouched down in front of you, cupping your face with a worried frown.

“Are you okay?”

You didn’t know how to meet his genuine gaze, so you looked away and gave him a small shrug.

“What happened?” His thumb gently brushed some of your tears away.

“I fell,” you mumbled, suddenly feeling like a child again with the way he took care of you.

“Can you walk? Just to the car?”

Your gaze fell to your knees and your ankle. You probably could walk, despite the injuries, especially with help, but your muscles felt frozen in place. You didn’t say anything.

Sangyeon huffed a small laugh. “Fine, then.” He hooked one arm under your knees and wrapped the other around your back, before he slowly stood up, carrying you back to the car princess style. He sat you down on the passenger seat with your legs out, and then got the first-aid kit from the back. It stung when he cleaned the wounds on your knees, but it wasn’t like it would hurt less if you complained, so you just watched in silence as he carefully tended to your wounds. He bandaged your ankle too, saying something about how he could give you a ride to the doctor’s if it didn’t get better by itself. You barely paid attention though, distracted by the feeling of his warm hands on your skin.

“Are you listening?” He looked up at you from where he was crouching in front of your legs.

“How did you know?” You asked instead of replying.

Sangyeon hesitated for a moment before he replied. “I saw the bruises on his knees when I came home.”

You nodded slowly, lips pressed together in a tight smile. "Was it the same back then?"

"Huh?"

"When I broke my arm and you came with my mom—it was never him who told her right? It was you, because you happened to see his marks."

Sangyeon didn’t say anything and that in itself was said enough. Of course your soulmate didn’t actually tell him, or anyone. Of course not. You hadn’t expected anything else, but somehow it still hurt. It wasn’t even about him as a person. It wasn’t like you were in love with him, so maybe it was silly to expect him to care. But letting go of that dream of a fated love coming true hurt and it hurt that you were stuck with a soulmate like him, when clearly it should have been someone else.

New Tears sprung to your eyes and you tried to blink them away, but to no avail.

“Y/n,” Sangyeon started, his voice soft. But he didn’t go on, because what was there even to say?

You sniffed. “I used to want a soulmate so badly, I didn’t even care who it was. But now I feel like I’d rather have none." You let out a bitter laugh. "I’m sure he for one has always felt that way.”

“Don’t say that.”

“Why not? It’s true.” You paused for a moment, knowing what you were going to say next was probably best kept to yourself, but you felt too exhausted to care. “It should have been you instead. Why can’t it be you?”

Sangyeon’s eyes widened in surprise before he huffed an awkward laugh and busied himself with packing up the first-aid kit. “You don’t mean that.”

“Why? Would it be that bad if I did?”

“No,” he replied, momentarily pausing his hands, “but it’d get my hopes up.”

You felt your heart skip a beat at his words, your mind unable to quite grasp the meaning of it. You wanted him to look at you, to see in his eyes that he was serious, but his gaze was still fixed on the kit. You lightly nudged his knee with your toes, trying to get his attention back and he finally raised his head.

“Get your hopes up, then,” you whispered and you saw him visibly swallow. He set aside the kit before standing up and leaning into your personal space, one hand propped against the frame of the car.

“Do you know what you’re saying?” His gaze was intense and you almost wanted to shy away, but you were scared he’d misinterpret it as rejection.

“Yes,” you said, your gaze briefly dropping to his lips, “I know perfectly. Fate made a mistake, so let’s fix it.”

“And you won’t change your mind?”

You shook your head. “I won’t.”

His hand came up to your cheek, smoothing over your skin before tilting your chin up. Your breathing hitched when he came closer, only inches keeping you apart. “Even if he came begging?”

“Even then.”

A satisfied smile spread on his face. “Good,” he mumbled, before letting his lips brush against yours, “because I don’t plan on handing you over after this.”

Maybe the back of his car at the side of a deserted road wasn’t the most romantic spot, but Sangyeon’s touch was so warm as he lowered you onto the seat that you didn’t mind. He kept a hand at the back of your head, making sure you didn’t bump it on the car door. And then he settled between your legs, careful about your bruises and injured ankle.

“All okay?” He whispered as his thumb gently brushed some hair out of your forehead.

“Yeah,” you whispered but your voice was trembling with nerves.

“Are you sure?”

You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him into a kiss. “Very sure,” you whispered, and you meant it. Of course you were nervous, maybe even a little scared, but you knew you were safe with him. You'd always been safe with him.

“Okay,” Sangyeon smiled into your lips before kissing you once more. One of his hands settled on your hip while the other ran over the outside of your thigh, sneaking its way under your skirt. A small whine escaped from your lips when his fingers lightly tugged at the fabric of your panties, letting the elastic snap back against your skin.

“Cute,” he mumbled, making your face flush with heat. Embarrassed, you covered your mouth with your hand, but he immediately pulled it away.

“It’s just me,” he said, keeping your hand in his. “No one else will hear, so don’t hold back.”

His other hand was still under your skirt, moving to your inner thigh now. His thumb rubbed circles into your skin in a motion that was both comforting and arousing. Then it wandered further up, tugging at the thin fabric of your underwear once more.

“Still okay?”

You nodded, trying to part your legs a little more so he knew you meant it. Sangyeon sat up a little, slowly pulling your panties down your legs which served a little difficult in the cramped space of the car. Once he reached your knees he went one leg after the other, carefully lifting the fabric over the bandaged bruises to make sure not to touch them, and then he was just as careful again when he reached your injured ankle. The sweet treatment made your chest feel full and you almost wanted to cry again.

"You don't have to be so careful. I'm not made of glass," you whispered while he slipped your panties all the way off and stuffed them into the back pocket of his jeans.

"I know," he said, leaning in again and leaving a kiss at the corner of your mouth, "but can't I still be gentle with you?" A grin tugged on his lips, "Or do you prefer a rough treatment?"

You felt yourself blushing, quickly averting your eyes as you stuttered "Gentle is f-fine."

Sangyeon chuckled. "Thought so."

His hands moved to the back of your legs, pushing them up so he could kiss the inner side of your knees and thighs, sucking little bruises into the skin.

"Sang-"

"Hm?" He looked at you through his lashes, barely detaching his lips from you.

"Sang, he'll see if you leave marks."

Sangyeon lightly bit down on your skin making you gasp. "Would that really be so bad?"

Maybe you should have stood your ground, but the possessive gleam in his eyes had you swooning, so you didn’t complain when his mouth left more bruises in its wake as he slowly made his way to your core. When his breath fanned over your sensitive parts you yelped, instinctively kicking out your legs and almost hitting your injured foot on the car’s backrest. Before that could happen though, Sangyeon caught your legs in his hands.

"No moving, hm? You'll hurt yourself. Just stay still and let me take care of you."

Before you had a chance to reply, he leaned in again and put his mouth to work on your clit, making you moan instead. You tried to keep still, even as his tongue ran through your folds and made your body spasm with pleasure. But even if you’d wanted to kick out your legs again, Sangyeon’s hold on you was strong, keeping you in place. The difference in strength and the way he could overpower you so easily somehow had you even more aroused, calling to desires you didn’t know you had in you. Sangyeon seemed to have noticed, because he experimentally tightened his grip a little more, chuckling when you gasped and pathetically clenched around nothing. “It seems you like the rough treatment after all.”

You shook your head, too ashamed to admit it, but the way you whined when his teeth grazed your skin seemed to prove otherwise.

“It’s okay, darling, no need to feel embarrassed,” he said, looking at you as he let his tongue run over you again, “It’s just me, remember?”

He let go of one of your legs, pinning it down with his elbow instead to be able to rub his thumb over your clit at the same time as his tongue pushed into you. You almost screamed at the sudden change in pace, the pleasure of it all a little overwhelming and making your head feel fuzzy.

“Sang–” you gasped, clenching your hands and bucking your hips, “feels strange.”

“Strange?” He asked, lifting his head, but not stopping the movement of his hand, “Or good?”

“G-good,” you agreed, screwing your eyes shut when his tongue was back on you, “So good.”

It didn’t take much longer for your high to approach, rippling through you in waves of pleasure that made you buck your hips into him. He kept going a little longer, helping you ride out your orgasm until you were reduced to a twitching overstimulated mess. Sangyeon sat up and wiped his glistening lips with the back of his hand. You watched him through dazed eyes, the realization of what just happened between the two of you not quite sinking in.

He ruffled his already tousled hair. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“No, I don’t know,” you answered, still unable to take your eyes off him. “Come here.”

He smiled, leaning down and letting you wrap your arms around his neck to pull him into a kiss.

“This is real, right?” you whispered against his lips.

“Funny,” he said before giving you another kiss, “I was about to ask the same thing.”

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#the boyz x reader #🔞 — mature themes!#💭 — lee sangyeon #mutuals! <3 #kebbi 🍋

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strawbericc · 3 years ago

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the boy ot11 header??

sorry if it’s a lil blurry. </3

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jaeyunszn · 3 years ago

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tag directory <3

— just in case you get confused, or if you’d like to sift through a particular tag for particular recs :)

GENERAL / RATING TAGS :

🔞 — explicit : 18+ / minors dni

💓 — fluffy : fluff

🧊 — angsty : angst

🔊 — crack : crack

🫶.[title] : series that i’m currently reading

ENHYPEN TAGS :

➖ — connect!

🐹 — heeseung

🦅 — jay

🦮 — jake

🐧 — sunghoon

🦊 — sunoo

🐈 — jungwon

🐥 — riki

TOMORROW X TOGETHER TAGS :

✖️ — one dream!

🦊 — yeonjun

🐰 — soobin

🐻 — beomgyu

🐿 — taehyun

🐧 — huening kai

SEVENTEEN TAGS :

✔️ — say the name!

🍒 — seungcheol

😇 — jeonghan

🦌 — joshua

😼 — jun

🐯 — soonyoung

🐱 — wonwoo

🍚 — jihoon

⚔️ — seokmin

🐶 — mingyu

🐸 — minghao

🍊 — seungkwan

🐢 — vernon

🦦 — chan

STRAY KIDS TAGS :

➗ — step out!

🐺 — bang chan

🐰 — lee know

🐷 — changbin

🐱 — hyunjin

🐿 — han

🐥 — felix

🐶 — seungmin

🦊 — jeongin

ATEEZ TAGS :

♾️ — 8 makes 1 team!

🐰 — seonghwa

🐿️ — hongjoong

🐶 — yunho

🍓 — yeosang

🏔️ — san

🐥 — mingi

🐈‍⬛ — wooyoung

🐻 — jongho

NCT DREAM TAGS :

©️ — yo dream!

🐆 — mark lee

🦊 — renjun

🐶 — jeno

🐻 — hyuck

🐰 — jaemin

🐬 — chenle

🐹 — jisung

THE BOYZ TAGS :

🟰 — best! we the boyz!

💭 — sangyeon

🍐 — jacob

🍞 — younghoon

🐻 — hyunjae

🐱 — juyeon

🌙 — kevin

🐧 — chanhee

🐿️ — changmin

🐷 — haknyeon

🦝 — sunwoo

🦄 — eric

#tag directory #jaeyunszn

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azurenightzz · 8 months ago

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🔞 MDNI!! 🔞

IM GOING BED TONIGHT FEELING ALL SAD AND UPSET BCS WTF WAS THIS SO ANGSTY DAISY-NIM?!?!?!?1 AFTER 3 PARTS IM SAD BCS WHY DID IT ALL END SO QUICKLY THINGS WERE GOING WELL WITH HYUNJAE BUT THEN MY HEART'S WITH SANGYEON ASNAJNDASDKJNASDNKANDSJK MY MAN MY MAN I LOVE HIM YES I DO YOUR HONOUR I STILL GO BACK CRAWLING TO HIM IN THE END OF THE DAY FORGIVE ME FOR I HAVE SINNED KEEP IT COMING MAKE ME FEEL LOVED AND TREAT ME LIKE YOUR PRECIOUS LIL ONE FOREVER AND ALWAYS 😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩🥺😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩

Unspoken Words (Pt. 3)

➺ Pairing: best friend!Sangyeon x afab!reader x enemy!Hyunjae

➺ Summary: If someone were to tell you that you'd be in a fake relationship with the person you despise the most just to make your best friend jealous, you would've laughed in their face. But here you are... caught up in this exact situation.

➺ Word Count: 7.4K

➺ Warnings: Smut (18+, minors DNI) very angsty but with a happy ending, jealousy, confessions, some arguments, mentions of being drunk, heated makeouts, groping, unprotected sex, creampie, oral (f! receiving), slight masturbation, marking, neck biting, slight dry humping, pet names (sweetheart and ) lots and lots of sexual tension y'all (pls let me know if I missed anything!)

➺ A/N: Okay hear me out... it wasn't supposed to take this long for me to write this I swear 😭 but life got in the way huhu but anyways WOW 7.4K words? this is the longest fic I've ever written! This is the last part of this series and while I'm sad it has to come to an end, I'm just very proud of this series as a whole! Proofread once, I hope you enjoy this last part!

➺ Part 1 | Part 2

➺ Network and tags: @deoboyznet @winterchimez @snowflakewhispers @aimeecarreros and the anon that reminded me to write for it bless you I hope you see this!

As your body sways to the rhythm of the music blasting through the speakers, you can't help but become immersed in the kaleidoscope of colors moving around you. You finally feel relaxed enough after a couple of drinks and slowly let everything around you move through you like an ocean wave.

It's been a while since you've been this loose, especially with all the college requirements piling on you like bricks. You needed this, especially since it was your birthday. You deserved to have a break and not think of any responsibilities for a moment and have fun with the person you adore the most… your best friend. Speaking of best friend, where the hell is he right now?

Your mind pulls you away from your reverie as your eyes frantically search for the man who was with you all night. The man who had your whole birthday planned out and dragged you to this place. And just like a moth to a flame, you spot him easily across the room sitting by the bar as he watches you with his warm eyes, the growing smile on his face as soon as his eyes finally meet yours.

Without hesitation, you make your way towards him, weaving through the sea of bodies. You stop right in front of where he sits, your body wedged between his legs as you place your hands on his shoulders for stability. His eyes grow wide as you slowly lean closer to him, wondering what you might do next.

"C'mon Sangyeon, dance with me!" Your mouth is dangerously close to his ear as you try your best to speak above the reverberating music around you.

"I think I'll pass. I'm good right here," he responds as his hand holds your waist to stop you from swaying.

"You can't say no, it's my birthday, remember?" you remind him, your tone playful yet insistent.

Sangyeon hesitates for a moment, his gaze flickering between you and the crowded dance floor. You can see the internal struggle playing out on his face. He lets out a heavy sigh, remembering that he was the one who set that rule for the evening to begin with. It was the condition he had suggested in order for you to say yes to going out tonight.

"Okay… let's dance," he sighs, quickly chugging down the rest of his drink before allowing you to lead him onto the dance floor.

As soon as you step foot on the dance floor, Sangyeon grabs your wrist and makes you twirl for him. You laugh at the silly gesture but continue to dance with him and let the music move through both of you.

He laughs at how loose-limbed your movements have become but still tries to match your energy nonetheless despite not being much of a dancer. Sangyeon can't help but smile as butterflies soar throughout his body.

He can't believe how lucky he is to have you in his life, wishing for moments like this to never end.

Later on in the night as you both walk back to your apartment, Sangyeon wraps his arm around you, trying to keep your balance as you yap about anything and everything. For some, this would be considered bothersome, having to be the caretaker of their tipsy friend. But to Sangyeon, it doesn't matter as long as it was you.

Aside from getting you home safe, all he can focus on is the beautiful sound of your voice and the way you hold onto him closely. The smell of your perfume was far more intoxicating than the drinks you downed tonight.

When you both finally make it to your front door, you suddenly spin around to hug Sangyeon tightly. "This was the best birthday ever, thank you so much Sangyeon," you mumble against his shoulder.

"Anything for my girl," he smiles, returning the same hug you're giving him.

His cheek presses against your head, taking all the strength he could muster to not kiss your temple. You both hug each other for a little while longer, not wanting this moment to end. As soon as you reluctantly pull away from one another, Sangyeon chuckles at the tousled appearance of your hair.

"Here, let me just—" Sangyeon's hand reaches for the loose strand of hair and gently tucks it behind your ear. You impulsively press your cheek onto his palm, letting the heat of his skin cradle you as you sigh dreamily.

You look up at him with these sultry eyes, and Sangyeon can't help but feel a shiver run down his spine. This kind of thing has never happened between the two of you. He tries his best to ignore the sudden warmth blooming at the back of his neck but fails as soon as his eyes gravitate towards your lips almost touching his palm.

"Sangyeon?"

Beep, beep, beep! The sound of your alarm rings as you wake up from your dream. You find yourself smiling as you open your eyes, but reality hits you like a lightning strike as you soon realize who was the male lead of your dream.

You aren't upset because the dream ended so abruptly, but rather the scenario reminds you of a time when you and Sangyeon were happy. When you two were still friends and not in the shit show you're currently in where he makes you feel like a total stranger.

Before you start wallowing in your own sadness, you rub your eyes and immediately get up from your bed, stretch, and check your phone. Today, you're assigned to check the inventory and the progress of everything the team needs for the play next week. While that sounds easy to do, it also means you have to quality check and sort out all the props, costumes, and other items before the tech rehearsal.

Today is definitely going to be a long one, but at least it will give you enough distraction from overanalyzing that dream, right?

You slowly exhale a sigh of frustration as you continue untangling the mess of rope on your lap. Not only have you been trying to straighten them out for the past hour or so, but you also start to feel a numbing pain in your tailbone as you sit cross-legged on the stage. It was a mistake positioning yourself here as you figure out this task, but at least you were a few more tasks away from calling it a day.

"Didn't expect to see you here—" A deep voice startles you. You were so focused on unraveling the rope from its tangled knots that you didn't pay attention to the creaking sound of the auditorium's entrance.

You clutch your chest, trying to calm your heartbeat while your eyes search for the source of the voice. You'd think finding who the voice belonged to would calm your nerves, but you suddenly feel your heart pounding harder than it did a few seconds ago when your eyes finally lock in on the other person's face. Oh god… Sangyeon.

"Uh—" You try to swallow down the non-existent lump stuck in your throat. "The rest of the team couldn't make it today so I volunteered to help…"

"I know, I signed up with you weeks ago to check on inventory, remember?" He awkwardly laughs. And in that moment, it only occurred to you that you did in fact sign up with Sangyeon for this weeks ago, the whole rift between you two making you forget that little detail.

"R-right…" You turn away to focus on the task at hand before he spots the embarrassed look on your face, quietly praying that he will decide to just leave you to your work.

But apparently, the universe had other plans for you today.

Sangyeon starts walking down the center aisle of the auditorium. The sound of his footsteps is so slow and gentle it's more nerve-wracking than any sound you've ever heard. You really do try your best to ignore him, but that alone starts to become difficult as the faint scent of his warm cologne starts to invade your senses.

"Need a hand?" Sangyeon offers, taking a step closer to the edge of the stage.

"No, I've got it," you quickly reply as your eyebrows furrow in frustration at a particularly difficult knot.

Sangyeon chuckles at your stubbornness, finding it cute rather than annoying. Suddenly, he places his hands on the edge of the stage and pulls himself up, his figure now closer to you than ever before as he sits right across from you.

"Here—" He grabs the tumbleweed of rope from your hands and starts to untangle the mess effortlessly.

"You were always a stubborn one, huh?" he teases, his eyes meeting yours for a brief moment.

"I only learn from the best," you reply, sharing a slightly awkward laugh together.

"Come on," Sangyeon says, his voice softer now. "I'll help you so you don't stay up too late."

At first, you were worried about how awkward it would be to have Sangyeon around you for a couple more hours considering everything that has happened between you two. But much to your surprise, it was like nothing happened at all, as if you two were just picking up where your friendship had left off.

The first couple of minutes or so were obviously weird, but as soon as Sangyeon made a joke about an incident that happened backstage weeks ago with two of the crew members, you couldn't help but burst out laughing. From that point on, you two were talking nonstop as you tried to untangle the rope together. And for the first time in weeks, you both felt that missing part of you become whole again.

By the time you both finished straightening out the rope, he asked you what other tasks you had left so he could work on some while you did the other half. You both got up to do your tasks and met back at the same spot where you sat cross-legged from one another to finish retouching the paint on some props.

As the night went on, Sangyeon couldn't help but steal glances at you as you focused on painting the item in your hand. A warm, fuzzy feeling engulfed his entire body, remembering how it felt to be around you like this again.

He suddenly snapped back into reality as you let out a loud sigh as you brush the loose hair from your cheek with the back of your hand. A light streak of paint smudges your skin, making Sangyeon chuckle at the sight of it.

"What's so funny?" You looked at him quizzically. Sangyeon couldn't help but smile at your confused face. Without hesitation, he put down the brush in his hand and leaned closer to you.

"You've got a little something—" He held your head steady with his palm as his thumb tried to remove the smudge of paint on your cheek.

You suddenly became aware of how close you were to Sangyeon. You could see every detail of his face. Your heart began to race as you realized he was staring at you intently, his breath catching in his throat.

"T-there. Just a bit of paint, that's all—" Sangyeon stammered, his eyes never leaving your face. Before he could lower his hand, you impulsively grabbed his wrist a little more firmly than you had hoped, instantly missing the warmth of his palm against your cheek.

You melt at the touch of his caress, eyes closing as his warm hand envelops your skin. You turn your head slightly for your lips to lightly touch his inner wrist. Your heart starts pounding out of your chest; it's as if this moment seems too familiar to you.

"Sangyeon?" You say his name under your breath, wondering if he could hear how loud your heart is beating in this moment. Wondering if his heart is also beating as loud as yours.

Sangyeon's lips part, his mind running a mile a minute as he tries to find the right words to say. How can he, especially when you look at him with deep longing? After everything that has happened between you two?

He sees your eyes falter with his lack of response as you try to slowly pull away from him. Regret starts to consume him, knowing that this would be the last time he'd ever get close to you again.

No, he can't lose you, not like this. It's either he does it now or regrets this for the rest of his life.

"Fuck it—" Sangyeon grips the back of your neck and pulls you towards him, your lips suddenly pressed against his.

You impulsively place your hand on his chest and push him away, scanning his face for his reaction. But all you can see is how dilated his pupils are, looking at you with an intense gaze you have never seen before. Suddenly, the air around becomes stuffy and surges with desire all at once.

Without a word, you grab the fabric of his shirt and pull him towards you desperately as you smash your lips against his once more. Sangyeon responds with the same level of desperation as he cups your face between his warm hands and presses a deeper kiss onto you. He groans at the sound of your faint whimper as he hastily pushes the props and other items that stand between you two to the side, not giving a damn if they get all messed up.

His body hovers over yours as he leans closer to you, gently guiding your back onto the wooden floor of the stage. Your hands try to cling onto his broad shoulders, but as soon as you lay completely flat beneath Sangyeon, you find yourself grabbing onto the back of his hair and pulling him closer than ever before.

He inserts his knee between your legs, causing them to split apart while he tries his best not to place his entire weight onto you. Your core accidentally brushes against his thigh as you both adjust yourselves, gasping into his mouth at the delicious friction below. Sangyeon wastes no time slipping his tongue between your lips, moaning at how your tongues move together so perfectly. He needed to taste more of you or else he would go insane.

As Sangyeon's lips pull away from yours, they start to make a trail from your jaw down to the column of your neck. Each kiss feels as if he's leaving permanent marks on you despite not actually sucking on your skin. Your faint whimpers and sighs of satisfaction encourage him to keep going. He was so lost in the moment that he had forgotten where you were. But that didn't matter to him at all.

All he could think about was having you in his arms again.

Just as things were starting to become even more heated between you two, a loud ringing echoes in the air. The source was coming from your phone, which was just a few inches away from Sangyeon. At first, you tried to ignore it, too caught up in the sensation of Sangyeon's lips on your neck, his hands inching dangerously close to areas that made your core throb in excitement. But when the phone kept on ringing, you couldn't avoid the curiosity any longer.

You reach for your phone, trying to calm yourself before answering so that whoever was calling you wouldn't suspect anything odd on your end (but that alone was difficult as Sangyeon deepened the kisses on your neck).

"Hello?" Your phone fumbles against your ear as you try to hold it steady. "Oh, Hyunjae, I was just—"

As soon as you said his name, Sangyeon froze. It was as if a bucket of ice water had been dumped over him, suddenly bringing him back to reality. He chuckles under his breath, mentally slapping himself for getting so carried away with you like this that he forgot the person thats between you and him.

Sangyeon lets go of your waist and abruptly gets up to straighten his clothes and hair. Without warning, he hops off the stage and walks towards the exit of the auditorium. You try to process what the fuck is happening all the while maintaining your current conversation with Hyunjae over the phone.

"I'll call you back, Hyunjae. Give me a sec—" You get up and try to follow Sangyeon quickly.

By the time you burst through the theater's doors, you see Sangyeon walking to the nearest fountain to take a sip and splash water on his face. You walk towards him carefully as he lets out a sigh of frustration and runs his fingers through his hair.

"Sangyeon?" you call out softly, reaching out to touch his shoulder. But he flinches away from your touch, causing a massive ache in your chest.

"This... this was a mistake. I shouldn't have come here," he replies, his voice cold and distant.

"What? Sangyeon, can you please just—"

"It's nothing," he interrupts you.

"It's not nothing. Tell me."

"Seriously, it's nothing. Leave it alone."

"Sangyeon, cut the bullshit," you snap, your patience wearing thin.

"What?" he asks, his tone defensive.

"You've been acting weird towards me ever since the day after my birthday, and I want to know why," you say, your voice rising with frustration. "Why have you been avoiding me? Making me feel like shit?"

Something in Sangyeon seems to snap at your words. "You want to know what it is?" he practically shouts. "Hyunjae. He's my fucking problem. Doesn't help that I see you two everywhere I go and practically hear you two at each other like animals!"

"I didn't even know you were coming over that day!" you retort. "This all wouldn't have happened if you had just not cut me off like that. It fucking hurt, Sangyeon. Then now you can't just suddenly walk into my life again like nothing happened, kiss me, and expect everything to be okay!"

"You wouldn't understand," Sangyeon says, his voice suddenly tired.

"Understand what exactly?" you press.

"I—" Sangyeon struggles to get the words out of his throat.

"That night, your birthday party," he says slowly, searching your face. "You don't remember anything at all?"

"Stop with the cryptic shit and just spit it out!" you say, your patience completely gone.

"Fine!" Sangyeon explodes. "You want to know why I've been avoiding you this whole time?"

You nod, bracing yourself for whatever he's about to say.

"You kissed me."

His words hit you like a train. "W-what?"

"And you wanna know what hurts the most? The way you looked at me the next day when I almost tried to kiss you again. You looked at me with this terrified expression on your face, as if you regretted what had happened." His voice lowers as he explains. You don't notice the tiny dots of tears forming at the corners of his eyes.

"W-why didn't you just tell me?" you murmur, the pieces falling into place as you realize your dream from last night was actually a forgotten memory.

"I panicked," Sangyeon admitted. "What if you didn't mean it at all and I just made a fool of myself? I didn't want to ruin our friendship. And I know how dumb it was of me to cut you off, but it hurt knowing that you didn't feel the same way and I would have to live with that memory every time I looked at you."

A numbing silence fills the air for a moment.

"I—I couldn't face you after knowing what your lips felt like, what it felt like to hold you. I'm a coward, I know that now. I should've apologized during the dance, but it was too late."

You stood there, frozen, as Sangyeon poured his heart out. Then he suddenly asks you a question that made your heart stop.

"If I hadn't kissed you just a while ago, would you still have talked to me? Would you have chosen me over Hyunjae?" Before you could formulate a response, your phone rang again. It was Hyunjae. Sangyeon's face fell, and he took a step back.

"Go," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'll finish up the work inside."

You stand frozen as Sangyeon walks away. Everything suddenly feels too intense that you don’t even realize the tears that start to run down your cheeks. You need to get out of here or else you’ll drive yourself insane.

You grab your phone, fingers hovering over Hyunjae's number. At first you hesitate, torn between telling him the truth about your feelings for Sangyeon or seeking physical comfort to forget about everything. Your irrational brain picks the latter option instead.

“My place tonight? 😉”

Everything for you was completely a blur. One minute you're standing still outside the auditorium, the next you're pouncing on Hyunjae as soon as he rings your doorbell. You were so in over your head you had no grasp of time or any coherent thought.

"Looks like someone's missed me a bit too much, hm?" Hyunjae mumbles as he kisses you messily, pressing you against your front door.

"Just shut up and fuck me already, will you?" You breathe out, grabbing his hair in your hands.

"Yes, ma'am," he smirks before you both start hastily walking into the living room, leaving a trail of discarded clothes in your path.

To Hyunjae, this wouldn't be the first time he's seen you so worked up like this over him. But something about you right now seemed a bit off. Yes, seeing you incredibly horny like this was exciting, but your movements did not match the energy in your eyes. It was almost like you were on autopilot to him.

There's definitely something bothering you, he thinks. Or maybe you've been working all day and just need a way to relax. He'll probably check in on you later but for now, all he can think of is hearing those beautiful moans you make for him.

Too eager to get a taste of you, Hyunjae drags you over to your couch as he pulls you in to straddle his lap. He wastes no time littering your neck with kisses, groping your ass while you grind on his growing bulge.

"C'mere." He grabs your face in his hands, admiring little details of your face while he smiles to himself. "Tired from today?"

"Mhm." You hastily reply, wanting to not think of anything else except Hyunjae's touch. So you lean in to kiss his neck while moving your hips on his lap, your hands struggling to unbuckle his belt.

The way you answered just now threw Hyunjae off. There was definitely something wrong with you. How does he know? It was all in your eyes. Usually, you looked at Hyunjae directly when he called your attention. But now? It was like you were trying to completely avoid any sort of eye contact with him, and that was making him feel uneasy.

"Hey, uh—are you alright?" He calmly asks while gently holding your hips.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" You mumble against his throat. Hyunjae thought he might be overthinking, but the more you struggled to unbuckle his belt (which was not a difficult task for you in the past), he couldn't continue on with you like this.

He calls out your name, hoping you'd stop to look at him, but you don't pay him mind. He says your name two more times and you still ignore him. Instead, he grabs your wrists and holds them up to finally get your attention.

"Talk to me, please—" He searches your face, trying to get a better look at you.

"There's nothing to talk about, Hyunjae." You huff out, irritated that he suddenly halted your movements.

"You think I'm dumb? There is clearly something wrong and you don't wanna say it," he says sternly, trying not to get too irritated with how you're acting towards him.

"I'm telling you there's nothing wrong."

"I don't believe that at all."

"Ugh, Hyunjae, can you just stop? It's none of your business!"

"It is my business if it's making you this upset—"

"Why do I have to tell you anyway?! It's not like you're my real boyfriend—" Your eyes widen as you suddenly regret saying those last words. And to add fuel to the fire, the way Hyunjae looks at you makes you want to vomit. You've never seen his face drop in an instant. The way the light in his eyes burned out so quick, too.

"Hyunjae, I— I didn't mean to, I'm so—"

"You're right," Hyunjae interrupts you.

"What?" You look at him confused.

"You're right. I'm not your boyfriend. But I am your friend. And I deserve to know what's been bothering you because I care about you so much I hate seeing you like this."

His stern but concerned voice hits you so fast you end up bursting into tears on the spot. Sobbing hysterically into his chest as you cry out all the pent-up emotions you locked away from tonight.

Hyunjae instantly wraps his arms around you and envelops you in a warm embrace. He gently strokes your hair while steadying his own breath, waiting for you to calm down until you feel better. You both sit in silence for a few minutes until Hyunjae's voice breaks the ice.

"It's about Sangyeon, isn't it?" He says calmly. Your head springs up in response.

"How did you—"

"The last time I saw you cry like this was when you were outside the gym during the dance." Hyunjae cups your face and wipes the remaining tears from your eyes with his thumbs.

"And well… if you were crying about me, we know it's for an entirely different reason." He smirks, trying to lighten the mood. You let out a faint laugh as he continues to stroke your cheek with his thumb.

"You should be with him—" Hyunjae says as he looks into your eyes. Before you can even ask, he continues. "That's who you want to be with, right? That's who you should be with right now, not me."

"Hyunjae, I—" You shake your head in disbelief. "What about you?"

"Me?" He asks with a surprised tone. "This isn't about me! It's about you. I'm not the one you need, we both know that. We both knew that at the very beginning. It was always Sangyeon." Hyunjae's voice starts getting weaker the more he speaks out the truth.

"I've always seen the way he looked at you and how you looked at him. It's clear as day that you both need each other more than you both realize it."

"But what about our agreement?" You ask him softly.

"Remember the first rule? If one of us wants to stop this thing at any given moment, the contract will end." He pauses his thought as he looks at you a little longer, taking you to memory before letting out a big sigh.

"And besides, our agreement broke a long time ago."

"What do you mean?" Your eyebrows knit in confusion.

"Well—" Hyunjae's cheeks start to warm up. "I fell in love with you the night of our first time." He faintly smiles. Rule number two, if any of us catch some sort of feelings for one another, the contract is immediately terminated.

"That night, you looked at me like I was the most important person in the world. That I wasn't the guy everyone in school knew as some kind of dick. You looked at me as Hyunjae, the real Hyunjae." He brushes a hair behind your ear. "How dumb of me to fall for those pretty eyes of yours." He sighs once more, trying his best to not let you see his lips quivering.

"I'm so sorry—" You start to tear up, knowing that this would probably be the last moments you have with Hyunjae.

"Hey, don't go all soft on me just because I said that, alright?" Hyunjae tries to bring energy back into his voice.

"I knew what I was getting into. You deserve to be happy, and if I'm not the reason for your happiness and you're stuck with me, that would break my heart even more."

He grabs your face so you could look him in the eye properly. "Got it?" You nod in response.

"Now c'mon. Be a good hostess and walk me out of your apartment." Hyunjae smiles before grabbing your wrists and pulling you up from his lap.

He helps you grab your clothes on the floor and even dresses you up and does the same for himself after. By the time he sets one foot out your front door, he suddenly turns around to face you.

"Can I just have one more request from you before this is all over?" he asks.

"Oh? What would that be?" You look up at him.

"Just one kiss goodbye." He smirks playfully. You chuckle before nodding your head to give him the go signal.

You close your eyes waiting for the warmth of his lips on yours for the last time, but instead feel it on your forehead.

"Don't be a stranger, alright?" he places his hand on your shoulder and gently rubs it for the last time before completely heading out the door.

For the last couple of hours, Sangyeon did nothing but lie on his bed and stare at the ceiling. He could still feel his heart pounding in his ears from your heated exchange at the auditorium earlier this evening. What made things worse was the fact he could still feel your lips on his, and your little sighs of pleasure were replaying in his head.

Where did it all go wrong? Was it when he offered to help you? Or when you leaned into his palm just like you did when you first kissed him? He couldn't stop mentally beating himself up for going off like that on you when you didn't even remember that night to begin with.

And now, not only did he pour his heart out, but there's also a guaranteed chance you may never speak to him again. He regrets this night more than keeping the truth from you.

2 A.M. was what was read on the clock of his bedside table when he turned his head. He hardly even noticed the time go by as too many thoughts and emotions were stirring in his head. His head started to ache from staying up too late.

It was difficult to forget everything that had happened between you two, but sleep seemed like the best option for him at the moment to distance himself from the issue. Sangyeon tried to close his eyes and count sheep; he could slowly start to feel himself drift into sleep until he heard loud knocks on his front door.

Pissed off, he groans and trudges to see who had interrupted his moment to fall sleep. Sangyeon swings the door open quickly, hoping to show the person on the other side his irritable mood.

"You better have a good explanation as to why you're here—" Sangyeon's eyes widen at the unexpected visitor.

"Hyunjae? What— what are you doing here?" he asks.

"Do you love her?" Hyunjae looks him in the eye.

"What?" Sangyeon's eyebrows furrow at the vague question.

"I said," Hyunjae sighs out of frustration, "Do you love her? Because she fucking loves you, man. And if you don't go over there right now—" Hyunjae takes a step forward, his figure almost towering over Sangyeon's.

"You will lose the greatest person that has ever come into your life," he asserted firmly. Out of nowhere, Hyunjae pulls a bouquet of flowers from behind his back and shoves it into Sangyeon's hand.

"No time to explain, just go!" Hyunjae increases his voice slightly.

Sangyeon stays still for a moment, trying to process what the hell is happening right now, then moves hastily to grab his phone, keys, and put on his shoes. As soon as Sangyeon locks his front door, he turns around to face Hyunjae.

"T-thanks, man. I owe you one," he humbly says. Hyunjae faintly smiles, nodding in return. A silent truce being made between the two.

Sangyeon drives to your place like a maniac, not caring if he has run any stop lights or whatever. He doesn't care at all. All he can think about is getting there in time to see you before it's too late to win you back. By the time he reaches your front door, he takes a deep breath before ringing your doorbell.

You open the door slowly, cautious about who could be visiting you at this time. The moment you peek and get a glimpse of Sangyeon's face, your face knits in confusion.

"S-Sangyeon? What are you doing here?" You look up at him. Sangyeon can see how red and puffy your eyes are; it almost makes him mentally beat himself up once more, but he will deal with that later.

"I came to see you," he matches your whisper. "Can I come in?" You nod and open the door wider as he takes off his shoes, lets himself in, and places the bouquet of flowers down on a table. You're slightly stunned as soon as you close the door and turn around to see Sangyeon standing close to you.

"W-what are you doing?" Your voice quivers as your eyes search his.

"What I should've done a long time ago—" he gently grabs your face in his palms, observing your reaction to his touch before leaning in to give you a light kiss on the lips. You try your best to kiss him back with the same firmness despite feeling incredibly weak from crying your eyes out the whole night.

When Sangyeon pulls away from the kiss, he then gently kisses your forehead and slowly litters your face with his kisses. You instinctively wrap your arms around his waist, pulling him closer while your eyes flutter shut and melt into his touch. Tears of joy start streaming down your face as your heartbeat slowly paces itself to a calm rhythm.

"You really hurt me, you know?" you croak.

"And I'll never do that again." Sangyeon looks deeply into your eyes. "I don't care if I have to spend the rest of my life making it up to you." He kisses your forehead once more before pulling you in for a hug, his arms wrapping around your hips while yours move to wrap around his neck.

You stay like this for a while, basking in each other's warm embrace. As Sangyeon opens his eyes for a moment, he catches his reflection staring back at him through a mirror nearby. When his eyes drift to the back of your figure, his heartbeat starts to rise intensely.

It did not occur to him that when you opened the door, you were wearing nothing but a short and very thin nightgown. Naturally, the silk of the nightgown bunches up as his arms hold your waist, giving him a tasteful glimpse of not only your lace underwear but also the fact that the undergarment you’re wearing shows your ass beautifully.

Sangyeon suddenly starts a coughing fit, trying to beat his chest to clear his throat while you're taken aback.

"Are you okay? What happened?" You hold his shoulder while he attempts to regain his composure.

"I—uh—" He scratches the back of his head, trying his best to avoid looking in your direction. But that fails when you catch him scanning your figure and his cheeks suddenly glowing a shade of pink.

"I—I can turn around while you grab a robe." His eyes look around your apartment. You giggle at his sudden embarrassment, finding it rather endearing more than anything. You take a step closer to him, your bodies practically millimeters apart.

"It's alright Sangyeon, you can look." You try to hide the smirk forming on your lips.

"I'm trying to be a gentleman here, okay?" He replies, still trying to avoid your gaze. But he is instantly brought back to face you as you pull his chin with your thumb and index finger to get him to look directly into your eyes.

"But… what if I don't want you to be a gentleman tonight?" you whisper.

"Oh, thank fucking God—" Sangyeon pulls you into a heated kiss. Your arms wrap around his neck once more as his hands travel down to the doughy flesh of your ass, groping and kneading it.

Your hands are all over each other as you both struggle to make your way into your bedroom, giggling in between kisses as he nearly trips over your carpet. Sangyeon eagerly plops you down on the edge of your bed, kneeling down to match your eye level as you pull him by his shirt to swipe the tip of your tongue across his bottom lip. He moans into your mouth as he opens up for you, intertwining his tongue with yours as his hands rest on your lap.

Sangyeon slowly spreads your legs apart and inserts himself in between, his hands gripping your inner thighs as his lips start to travel down to your neck. You sigh out dreamily, feeling the warmth of his lips make their mark on you.

You suddenly yelp at a particular spot that Sangyeon nips. He pulls away to check if you're okay. You nod, giving him the signal to continue. Before diving back in, Sangyeon notices the spot he had nipped was already red, indicating a mark had been made prior to his own.

Hyunjae… He can already hear that laugh ringing in his ears, but decides not to let the idea get to him and focus on you right now.

Sangyeon continues to litter your neck with kisses, leaving a trail as he makes his way to kissing your inner thighs. Your breathing starts to shake as his lips inch closer to your sex. Sangyeon wasn't even near your core, and he could already feel the heat radiating from you, making him smirk against your skin before giving a featherlight kiss to the wet patch on your underwear.

"Sangyeon, please…" You whine, desperate to feel his tongue wedged between your folds.

"Shh, it’s okay," he looks up at you as he kisses your clothed mound once more. "Let me take the lead."

His fingers pull your panties to the side, feeling his length throb at the beautiful sight of your slick glistening, enticing him to just dive into you. And he does exactly that as he kisses your folds before lapping his tongue between them, taking his sweet time to memorize what you feel like against his wet muscle.

You let out a loud moan as you lie back to enjoy the feeling of Sangyeon between your legs. He continues on like this for a moment until the tip of his tongue starts to circle around your sensitive bud, making your hands fly to his head to pull his face closer to your core.

His lips suck on your throbbing clit as he inserts two fingers into your entrance, curling them up to hit that spot that makes your eyes roll back. Your hips start to mindlessly move on their own as you grind yourself on Sangyeon's face. You sound incredibly hot; it spurs Sangyeon to lower his sweatpants down to free his aching cock and fist it harshly.

You start to feel your high approaching fast, the knot inside you ready to snap any second now. But the moment the vibrations of Sangyeon's groan ring against your core, you scream in ecstasy. You clench your thighs together, squeezing his head as your essence bursts in Sangyeon's mouth. For a quick moment, he thinks to himself that if he could choose to leave this earth, he would gladly go out by being suffocated between your legs.

He pulls his head away to check on you, your chest rising and falling heavily as you catch your breath. You couldn't believe the sight before you right now: Sangyeon's disheveled hair as he too catches his breath, the shine of your essence all over his mouth and chin, and the warmth of his cheeks flaring.

"T-that was—" You try to express your current state, but Sangyeon interrupts you as he quickly removes his shirt and gets up from his spot, exposing his glorious abs and his incredibly hard cock standing at attention. You were so mesmerized by his body you didn't even see him suddenly hovering over your body and kissing you like a man starved.

"Oh, I'm not finished with you yet, sweetheart—" he mumbles against your lips. He spreads your legs further apart with his knee and lowers his weight on you, the tip of his manhood nudging your sensitive clit in the process.

Sangyeon kisses your chest, busy distracting you with the way his mouth sucks on your exposed nipple. He swiftly grabs your legs to wrap them around his torso. And in one swift moment, his thick, veiny length fills you up entirely. You both moan as he starts to roll his hips into you, pumping himself in and out of your cunt as your walls grip around him tightly.

Your bodies begin to melt into each other the longer Sangyeon fucks into your heat, all the raw emotions that have been brewing between you finally free from their confinement. He buries his head into your neck as his thrusts start to become stuttered, the throb of his length inside you signaling his high approaching. You dig the heels of your feet into his lower back, locking him in place as you also feel yourself reaching for the stars once more.

"Let go, Sangyeon, it's okay." You moan into his ear, and instantly he lets out a guttural moan as he stills his movements. His warm release bursts inside you as your own high finally falls off the edge, your walls gripping his member like a vice as he embraces you tightly in the process.

You allow yourselves to stay like this a little longer, taking the time to process everything that had just happened before Sangyeon pulls out and gets up to grab a warm towel to get you cleaned up. He freshens up a bit in your bathroom before finally joining you under the covers. You lay your head on his chest as he pulls you in for a hug.

You sigh dreamily, looking up at him as he smiles at you. You both slowly kiss once more before finally drifting to sleep, both your hearts and minds finally put at ease.

The next day, you wake up with Sangyeon hugging you close. His lips are pressed on your forehead as you feel the warmth of his breath fanning you. You smile, recalling the events of last night and finally being in Sangyeon's arms again.

You slowly peel his arms off you as you get up to use the restroom and make yourself coffee. As you finish brewing your coffee, the bouquet of flowers Sangyeon had put down on the counter catches your eye. You gently grab the bouquet and find a good vase to transfer the flowers into. A sealed envelope tucked between the flowers falls to your feet.

You pick up the envelope and scan the item in your hand for a quick moment before opening the flap and seeing the card inside. You smile to yourself as soon as you read the note, a bittersweet feeling blooming in your chest as you read:

"Pretty girls like you shouldn't be crying anymore, okay? — L.HJ"

#🔞 — mature themes!#the boyz x reader #💭 — lee sangyeon #lee sangyeon x reader #lee sangyeon smut #mutuals! <3 #daisy 🌼

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WORLD STOP WORLD PAUSE THE SUNGBEAM IS BACK AND SHE DELIVERED ‼️‼️‼️ this was such a new writing style and i find it SO CUTE ACTUALLY HAHAHHAHA it's kind like reading a magazine interview they're so chaotic (as expected tbh)

some of my fav moments:

[The words “As expected from our resident The Notebook enthusiast” flash across the screen briefly.]

hshshshsh pls the notebook will never leave this man's memory i fear 😭😭😭

ERIC: It was when Sangyeon hyung first introduced us to her. It was at a bonfire party at the beach, and I remember how excited he was. His eyes were just… brighter than the flipping fire whenever he talked about her, talked to her, looked at her. Man… [He shakes his head with almost a wistful smile.] Anyways, the first thing he does when they get there is introduce her to every single one of his friends. He started talking about how she liked Kimi ni Todoke, and I got excited, but I couldn't fucking talk 'cause— ERIC: Basically, hyung wanted her to build connections with all of us. He made the effort to take that first step, and she continued walking that road. They're perfect for each other. SUNWOO: You interrupted me.

I SNORTED OUT SO BAD PLS AKSDNAKSDJNK THIS OTAKU BE OBSESSED AND PROMOTING KIMI NI TODOKE LIKE HIS LIFE DEPENDS ON IT BUT ERIC SAID NOT TODAY SIR

[HAKNYEON purses his lips.] HAKNYEON: I feel like it wasn't really a moment for me, but a gradual realization, y'know.

bcs my boyfriend knows best 🥰🥰🥰

HAKNYEON: Ah! It was Changmin. He was doing that fake gagging thing, and Yn and Sangyeon just did not give a shit.

CHANGMIN DID WHAT IM SORRY AKJNDKSAJNDKAJSNNNDF SANGYEON NOT GIVING A SHIT IS SO REAL OF HIM PLS

SANGYEON: You're right. I guess I've always known, somehow, that she was the one. It's really hard to envision where I'd be without her with me. I can't see myself rolling out of an empty bed or having coffee by myself in the mornings. I can't go without her hugs anymore, her smile and laugh. It's funny how much of a person can become so integral to your life that they almost become merged with your own.

im framing this shit on a picture frame idc im putting it on my desk bcs sangyeon loves me the mostest 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

[He pauses.] SANGYEON: It was snowing. Maybe the first snow of that year—it probably was. But I was making dinner, and she came barreling in all covered in that fluffy ice, but her eyes were twinkling and she was grinning from ear to ear. She pushes my coat over my body and drags me outside to see it fall… and I fell in love with her all over again. And I think… I think maybe that was when I realized I wanted to experience this—her—for the rest of my life.

y-you're telling me he saw me in that way im 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

SANGYEON: My love, I can't wait to marry you and experience everything, new or old, with you. I love you so much.

AND I SAY PUT A RING ON IT I WILL MARRY YOU FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE

I LOVED THIS SO MUCH THANK YOU SO MUCH BEAM FOR WRITING THIS FOR HEALING THAT LITTLE SADNESS IN ME CS IM IN MY MILITARY WIFE DEPRESSION ERA THANK YOU THANK YOU UGH I LOVE YOU SO SO BAD I LOVE THIS SO SO MUCH ALL HAIL SUNGBEAM 🙌🙌🙌🙌🙌

when did you know?

nonidol!lee sangyeon x f!reader

1.8k words, sangyeon and his friends are asked a very important question in wake of your wedding, fluff, est relationship au, transcript-style writing?, mild swearing, mentions of food

a/n: wrote this on the plane ride home :')

[The camera shifts and focuses on the figures in its viewfinder. They're a pair of handsome, young men—one of several to come in this series. A soft cough is heard from behind the camera, drawing their attention toward the sound.]

[JACOB and KEVIN flash the interviewer twin smiles.]

INTERVIEWER: Hi, thanks for being here today.

JACOB: Oh, it's our pleasure!

INTERVIEWER: As you may know, this will be a part of a short documentary-style film for the bride and groom. This session should be brief depending on what your answer to the question is.

[KEVIN's eyebrows arch slightly.] KEVIN: Oh, a question? Only one?

INTERVIEWER: Yes, just one. You and the groom are all good friends, right?

[JACOB and KEVIN nod, exchanging glances.]

KEVIN: Definitely. We're all in this big circle of friends. We kind of accumulated numbers throughout college, so to speak. Is that the question? [He chuckles.]

INTERVIEWER: No, no. My question has to do with the couple themselves. When did you know they were the ones for each other?

[ERIC claps his hands with a boyish grin, palms warming against one another as a response cooks in his head. Beside him, SUNWOO glances over with a silent look of contemplation.]

ERIC: I remember exactly when.

[The words “As expected from our resident The Notebook enthusiast” flash across the screen briefly.]

[SUNWOO starts to nod.] SUNWOO: You know, I do remember that. Hyung brought her over to me and I had half a hot dog in my mouth. He started talking about how she liked Kimi ni Todoke, and I got excited, but I couldn't fucking talk 'cause—

ERIC: Basically, hyung wanted her to build connections with all of us. He made the effort to take that first step, and she continued walking that road. They're perfect for each other.

SUNWOO: You interrupted me.

[ERIC only smiles, but it's clearly with a strain of pettiness at the corners.] ERIC: Well, you ate my ramen. And no one wants to hear about how you had a hot dog in your mouth.

[SUNWOO sticks his tongue out at his counterpart.] SUNWOO: Yn would…

YOUNGHOON: Well, this should be fun. [His face lights up with a smile, impish or innocent, no one can tell. He is just that good.]

[HAKNYEON purses his lips.] HAKNYEON: I feel like it wasn't really a moment for me, but a gradual realization, y'know.

[YOUNGHOON nods.] YOUNGHOON: I think you're right. It's like what they say about love: it sneaks up on you; but for us, it was the epiphany that our friend had found his perfect match.

[The friends share a smile with each other. Their answer is surprisingly wholesome.]

HAKNYEON: But if you want a specific moment—

YOUNGHOON: What about that one game night? They were being so sickly domestic, and I can't remember who said it…

HAKNYEON: Ah! It was Changmin. He was doing that fake gagging thing, and Yn and Sangyeon just did not give a shit. [A bright laugh falls from his mouth.] I bet they were already talking about rings then.

YOUNGHOON: That would make a lot of sense. 'Just get married already.’ And I don't think anyone expected them to look at each other like that.

INTERVIEWER: Like what?

HAKNYEON: Like... the only thing stopping them from going through with it right then and there was that there was no minister to ordain them.

CHANHEE: Yah, Ji Changmin, take this seriously!

[CHANGMIN lets out a high-pitched laugh, landing a playful slap on his friend's shoulder.] CHANGMIN: I will, I will—I swear!

[A sigh.] CHANHEE: As for your question, that specific moment probably came when Yn-ie confided in us about being scared. D'you remember that?

[His companion suddenly nods with an incredible amount of sobriety compared to just a few seconds ago.] CHANGMIN: Mmh. Yeah, that actually was… pretty revelatory.

INTERVIEWER: Scared? How would that correlate to your confidence in their partnership?

CHANHEE: Well, that night she told us how scared she was about it all going wrong. This is the longest relationship she's been in—I hope that's fine to say, Yn-ie—but her feelings were so overwhelming that she just…

CHANGMIN: There were a lot of things going wrong at that point in her life, but one of the few things she stressed about most was making sure that she and Sangyeon hyung were okay. She didn't need to say that he was her person; it's just something that you knew.

[Another surprisingly wholesome answer.]

[CHANHEE nods his agreement.] CHANHEE: Well said. I think when you're scared to lose a person in the way that she was, that's when you know.

CHANGMIN: Still don't know why she wouldn't let Chucky give her a hug though.

CHANHEE: Absolutely no one wants a hug from that cretin.

[And there it is. But it's the thought that counts, right?]

HYUNJAE: Man! Do I have a shit ton of stories—oh, we're allowed to curse, right? There aren't kids watching this at the wedding, are there? [He winces slightly, suddenly thinking of Sangyeon's nephews. Quickly, he mouths a very clear apology to the camera, but he doesn't know that others have already cursed in this video, too, and cared far less.]

[Like a couple of his friends, JUYEON is the one to marinate on the question a little longer. He's not as vocal about his romanticisms, but they do exist. There's a reason he loves Paris like he does.] JUYEON: Once, hyung wasn't feeling great. I forgot which finals week it was, but he'd had such a Hell week already—

HYUNJAE: So we can curse? Wait, is saying Hell a curse? [He waves away the thought.] Whatever. Yeah, I remember that one. I think it was our senior year of uni and he was trying to land a permanent position at his internship, too.

JUYEON: It was brutal out there. He got sick, but refused to rest when any of us tried to get him to.

[A nod.] HYUNJAE: Yn was the one who talked some sense into him. I don't know what she said to him, but I saw that man's defenses crumble right on his face. It was incredible.

JUYEON: Yeah… and I think besides making me realize that they were meant for each other, it made me also realize… if Sangyeon takes care of us, then who takes care of Sangyeon?

JUYEON and HYUNJAE, together: Yn.

INTERVIEWER: They take care of each other.

[JUYEON nods.] JUYEON: Of course. It's like they know exactly what the other person needs at that moment. It's magic. I want that one day.

HYUNJAE: I would call it a hive mind, but—who am I kidding? They're kind of perfect for each other.

[JACOB and KEVIN glance at each other again, and it's as if they've communicated through looks alone.]

KEVIN: We went ring shopping with him. [He grins brightly.]

JACOB: And it was an honor. Even though it was also very stressful. I can't imagine how stressful planning this wedding was, though.

[KEVIN wipes an imaginary bead of sweat from his forehead.] KEVIN: I am so glad I was not the Maid of Honor. I do not envy Soyeon. But yeah, we went ring shopping with him, and when we were at the last shop of the day, he got a call from her, from Yn.

JACOB: Mhm. Very standard ‘I’ll be home by dinner’ call, but at that moment, Sangyeon finds the ring.

INTERVIEWER: The ring?

[They nod.] JACOB and KEVIN, together: The ring.

JACOB: And time just kind of stops for a moment, before he's furiously pointing to it and waving us over—

KEVIN: All while Yn's on the other side of the phone, mind you.

JACOB: When the jeweler pulls the ring out of the case—and he just melts. It was the one he was looking for; we all knew. And he motioned for the ring to be bought and packed up, and then went right back to the call.

KEVIN: You could just tell that he was happy to just hear her voice. She must've said she was tired or something, because he offered to go pickup dinner and meet her at home.

JACOB: I know this isn't like the moment we realized they were meant to be, because obviously we thought that before, as well.

KEVIN: Somebody needed to talk about the ring shopping fiasco.

[They point at each other.] JACOB and KEVIN, together: Agreed.

INTERVIEWER: Do you need more time?

[SANGYEON glances up, rubbing his palms against his thighs. It's somewhat anxious, but there's a simultaneous calmness to his facial expression.] SANGYEON: No, I think I've got it. Though, it might sound cliché to some, but it's true, at least for me.

INTERVIEWER: That's all that matters—that it's true to you.

INTERVIEWER: Some of the testimonials say you're close to soulmates.

[He chuckles, eyebrows raising.] SANGYEON: Is that what the kids are saying? I'm surprised. Soulmates is a… good way to put it.

INTERVIEWER: Do you not agree?

SANGYEON: No, I do agree. I just—we’re just two people in love. I think she would be in so many brilliant places even without me, but she makes me better. I am a better man with her by my side. If I had to pinpoint an exact moment, though?

INTERVIEWER: What would you say to her now?

[He takes a moment to gather himself, and there's a smile crawling onto his face when he raises his head to look straight into the camera.] SANGYEON: My love, I can't wait to marry you and experience everything, new or old, with you. I love you so much.

[The screen fades to black, marking the end to this section of the video.]

a/n: remember to reblog if you enjoyed!

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YUMI IM GOING TO CRY THIS IS EVERYTHING I WANT IN A SANGYEON FLUFFY YET COMFORT FIC 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 no cs reading this + the one i wrote recently ahhh i love how we both literally have the same braincells bcs yes hes absolutely a sweetheart like that he always knows how to make you feel comfortable he only needs a split second to know that you're not okay and he's the one who's always making you feel all safe and secured AAAAHHHHH💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔 OH MY GOSH I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I DO YOUR HONOUR PLS BRING HIM BACK TO ME ASAP 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

happy with you

sangyeon x reader

when life gets particularly overwhelming, your boyfriend is always there to distract you.

genre: established relationship, hurt/comfort, burnout, kisses and hugs, sweetie understanding perfect boyfriend sangyeon notes: reader is lowkey me during the time i was gone and busy with school ,, 💕 this is for @winterchimez since we’re both going through sangyeon withdrawals 😞😞 word count: 3.9k

One, two… three…

Your hand lifts up before it comes back down onto the soft sheets of your bed. You hum to yourself. Well, it’s a start, you think before taking a deep breath and counting once again.

One, two, three.

You lift your arm this time. But you find yourself frowning at how it feels like it’s been weighed down by heavy, stubborn weights. You let out a frustrated groan as your head falls back onto the headboard. Shutting your eyes momentarily, you try to find some sense of peace, anything to help get rid of the stupid pounding in your heart, much more burdening than your heavy limbs that refuse to move. Yet, the darkness that you see only makes it worse.

You blink your eyes open and stare at the wall of the bedroom. Your gaze wanders across the blank space until it lands on a small photo, framed and perched perfectly so that it’s one of the first things you see when you wake up. It’s a picture of your boyfriend, Sangyeon, leaning in and pressing a kiss to your cheek. You’re smiling and so is he. Your eyebrows furrow as you try to recreate that same smile, yet your face feels numb.

Then, you lift your head slightly to stare at the mess of the bed you created over the span of just a day. There’s a book, thrown off to the side, with only a few pages read. Then, there’s your computer, still at ninety percent because you only used it for a good thirty minutes. Your phone is beside you. It’s open to one of your social media apps yet you liked one single post so far.

You’ve tried everything to be somewhat productive, to do something with the free day that you have. You wanted to distract yourself from your racing mind yet nothing has worked and you continue to feel awfully restless.

To be frank, your week full of stress and despair is over. The countless assignments that you needed to turn in, the group project that didn’t get done until the very last day, the coworker who had belittled you… technically, it was all over. You should feel relieved, really, but instead you feel agitated and unable to relax. It’s almost like the adrenaline that has coursed through your body during that week still hasn’t left, leaving you anxious, almost paranoid.

You blink back a few tears and let out a low sigh.

There’s nothing you can do.

So you just wait.

Wait for what? You wonder.

Your eyes land on that picture again. Maybe… Sangyeon? He is coming home soon, after all. Your heart skips a beat at the thought, but it settles back into its normal pace soon after. You would hate to bother him, especially because he was supposed to be practicing today.

The image of his worried face is what leads you to slowly lift your body out of bed. It’s difficult and heavy, but you manage to do it. You yawn and stand up, your muscles feeling tight. Maybe you should find something else to keep you busy so that when Sangyeon comes home, he won’t notice your previous state.

You nod to yourself and walk out of the bedroom, setting your mind on organizing the kitchen drawers. But, as soon as you begin walking down the hall, you find Sangyeon exiting the bathroom, his hair slightly damp as he dries it with a towel.

You freeze.

Huh.

You were so deep in your thoughts that you didn’t even hear him come home and wash up.

Sangyeon notices you almost immediately, and just as quickly, his eyes light up. He sets the towel down nearby and walks over to you like an eager puppy. Your heart thumps, which is a little funny because the two of you have been dating for a while, long enough to move in together and spend every lovely morning and evening as a pair.

Then, he immediately pulls you into a hug, scooping you into his arms as he nuzzles into your neck. Your breath halts for a second before you melt into his hold. Though it takes all your strength to try not to burst into tears right then and there. He smells good, fresh from a shower and just like home.

A few moments pass before Sangyeon leans away and gives you a quick kiss.

“I missed you,” he whispers, his voice full of warmth. He always says this. He could spend a mere hour away from you, and he’ll still tell you about how much he was thinking of you. His hand comes up to your hair, and he soothingly strokes his fingers through it. “How was your day, beautiful?”

Your chest feels tight as you look away. “It was great,” you lie. “Quite boring actually. I’ve done literally nothing today.” Well, that isn’t a lie.

Sangyeon only smiles wider. “Relaxing is also good, you know.” His eyes soften, and he swipes a thumb under your eye, as if he’s noticed how tired you are. “I’ve noticed how hard you’ve worked this past week.”

You give him a weak smile and shake your head, already feeling nervous about burdening him with concern. “That’s just… how it is. There’s nothing to worry about.”

That doesn’t seem to help, as Sangyeon only gives you a careful look. But, he doesn’t mention it anymore as he says, “If you say so.”

The two of you just stare at each other, almost awkwardly and unsurely. Your heartbeat picks up, anxiously, your mind racing about how he’s noticed and he’s going to be bothered.

Sangyeon almost always notices when you’re feeling off. It’s almost like some sort of superpower. He can tell you’re uncomfortable at a social event, and he’ll subtly pull you closer to him. He can tell when you’re tired, and he’ll offer his shoulder for you to lean on.

It’s pretty clear that he’s noticed now.

But he’s not saying anything about it.

It’s perplexing, but at the same time, you feel a little relieved, knowing that if you started talking about it at this moment, you’d probably burst out into tears.

“Well, gorgeous,” Sangyeon speaks up with a soft tone. “I’m free for the rest of the evening. Anything you want to do?”

You let out a sigh, your chest lightening. Then, you think for a moment. Is there anything you wanted to do? You give him a shy look. Really, you just wanted to spend time with him, however that may be.

Sangyeon laughs, giving you a teasing look. “I know what you’re thinking.”

“Hm?” You step away with a small smile. “What am I thinking?”

Your boyfriend shrugs, but you can tell he’s eager to say it. He’s always eager to give you attention, no matter the circumstance. When he’s working at home and you stop by to give him a kiss, again, like an eager puppy, he’ll excitedly turn his head and ask for another one. If he’s tired and it’s late at night, but he sees that you’re still up working, he’ll stay with you. Sometimes, he’ll watch you with an admiring face, which makes you a little nervous at times.

He steps forward and leans in. “You want to be with me.”

You roll your eyes, ignoring the hot feeling that spreads across your face. “Of course I do. We’re dating.”

“That’s true.” Sangyeon gives you a proud look.

“Well, is there anything you want to do?”

“I want to be by your side, my gorgeous.” He grins.

“Doing what?”

He pauses and gives you a sheepish look. “I didn’t get that far in my plans.”

You burst out laughing as you reach for the nearby towel and begin to finish drying off his hair. He leans into your touch as he looks at you with complete endearment.

“I’ll think of something, just give me a moment.”

You smile at him. “Take your time, mister.” You continue to dry his hair as you take the opportunity to admire your boyfriend’s handsome face up close. It doesn’t help that he looks adorably focused, thinking of something to do with you. Sometimes, you wonder how you’ve gotten so lucky.

“Ah,” he breathes. You pause, letting your hand fall to your side, still holding onto the towel. Sangyeon looks down and takes it from you, setting it on the bathroom handle before taking your hand in his. “Well, you know how I went to practice my singing today?” He asks with a smile.

You nod because yes, he always likes to relay his plans for the day to you before he leaves the apartment, which you find endearing.

“Mhm, what about it?”

“I took some videos of the new songs I was practicing. They’re on my phone, and I need to monitor them. If you want to… with me…” He gives you a hopeful look. He’s shy as well. He’s always shy when it comes to his singing, which is a little baffling because his voice is beautiful. In fact, it was one of the main reasons why you had such a large crush on him.

“Of course,” you answer. Just as shyly, you lean up and press a soft kiss to his cheek before whispering into his ear, “I’d love to.”

Sangyeon gives you an excited look. “Just… don’t judge if my voice cracks. Some of the songs were kind of out of my range.”

You giggle as he tugs your hand and leads you in the direction of your shared bedroom. But, just as you’re about to reach the door, you freeze and your breath hitches, remembering that you’ve left all your failed attempts of distracting yourself–the book, computer, your phone, probably a few unopened snacks–on the bed.

Sangyeon notices your hesitance and instead of asking what’s wrong, he opens the door, peeks into the room, and turns back to face you. He gives you a gentle, soothing smile before leaning in and pressing a kiss to the very tip of your nose. Then, without a word, he enters the room and proceeds to pick everything up off the bed. He puts the book back on its shelf, sets your computer and your phone on the bedside table, and places the snacks on the desk.

You watch, completely shocked, as he sits down on the bed and gestures to you to join him.

“I…”

Sangyeon grins. “What are you waiting for, darling?”

You let out a shaky breath at the nickname before carefully walking over to the bed, sitting next to him. You gulp nervously. “Sorry for not cleaning up.”

“It’s no problem at all. I’m always going to be here.” For you. “To help you clean up.” But, you know what he really means.

You nod quietly and sit back against the headboard, trying to forget the fact that previously, you’ve sat here for hours, wallowing in a feeling that you couldn’t even describe. You watch as Sangyeon pulls out his phone and turns on the first video.

“Are you ready?” Sangyeon asks, a shy smile on his face.

“Always.”

“Don’t expect too much.”

You giggle. “Okay, handsome.”

Intrigued, you scooch closer, and Sangyeon welcomes you, leaning his shoulder against yours. In the video, he’s in the studio, looking at what you assume is a screen with the lyrics. He sings beautifully into the microphone in his hand. You can already feel your chest lighten as you admire him, his everything–from his lovely voice, handsome face, and soft gaze. He messes up the lyrics a few times, yet that only makes it more perfect. He’s perfect.

The first video comes to the end and Sangyeon nervously turns to you. You look up at him and give him an encouraging smile.

“So… what did you think?” He asks with his soft voice, one that you know is capable of making any song sound beautiful.

“I think… it was beautiful as always.”

It’s adorable how Sangyeon brightens up, and you can tell he’s feeling proud. Soon enough, his smile softens, and he looks at you as if trying to read your expression for something more. You gulp and look away, praying he won’t notice that you were just a mess when he wasn’t home. You can see that hint of concern in his gaze as clear as day.

But then, to your surprise, he leans in and kisses the very top of your forehead.

“You’re beautiful as always.”

Your eyes widen, and you can feel your cheeks start to redden. You clear your throat and turn to look down at your lap.

“Thank you,” you mumble. “I’ve… heard that a lot already.”

You feel a finger under your chin, nudging you to look back up. He hums teasingly as your eyes meet his. “From only me, I hope,” he says with a slight raise of his eyebrow.

You roll your eyes. “Yes, only you.”

“Good,” Sangyeon replies. Then, he swipes to the next video.

Again, you watch, though your eyes begin to droop as you focus more on listening to your boyfriend’s voice, like honey, and so full of emotion. It’s a love song too–the words he’s singing seem to be directed towards you. It doesn’t help that he’ll look away from the screen and instead, straight at the camera, making your heart flutter foolishly.

Soon enough, the video ends, and you realize that you feel relaxed. Your body doesn’t feel stiff, rather, it melts against Sangyeon’s side. Your breathing isn’t fast either. Instead, it’s slow and perfectly in sync with your lover beside you. It’s a slow rise and fall, and you start to feel warm inside.

Sangyeon turns to you, even leaning a little forward so that he can get a good view of you. He always does this, saying that you’re “too beautiful not to stare at.”

“Good?” He asks, his voice a calming whisper.

“Mhm.” You give him a shy smile. “Keep going.”

“As you wish, beautiful.”

You laugh quietly as you lean your head against his broad shoulder, taking your first, long and full breath of the day. You can’t help but smile contentedly as your boyfriend shows you the rest of the videos he’s taken. Sometimes, you can feel him cringe at one of his own mistakes. Other times, he’ll mention a particular lyric that reminded him of you. One time, he pressed a kiss to your lips for the fun of it.

It’s calming–so calming that you can feel yourself dozing off. Just as your eyes are about to shut, you hear a loud clatter come from his phone. In the video, you see that something small and shiny was just knocked off the table.

You widen your eyes momentarily before smiling fondly at the way Sangyeon gives the camera an apologetic look before ending the video.

“I forgot to delete this one,” Sangyeon grumbles to himself. “This song was hard to sing anywa– oh!” He interrupts himself before turning to you. “I completely forgot. That thing… it was a keychain that I bought for you.”

“Oh?” You look up at him with surprise.

Sangyeon looks adorably excited. He always loved to surprise you with gifts after all.

“I can go get it for you right now… if you want?”

You nod with a soft smile.

And so, Sangyeon gets off the bed, and that’s when you feel his comforting warmth leave you like a candle flame being abruptly blown out. You try to ignore the odd hitch of your breath, but it soon becomes clear that that feeling has come back. It’s hard to describe still, but it’s a mix of restlessness and hopelessness. Suddenly, you’re reminded of everything that’s gone wrong these past few days. Your eyes frantically dart around the room, remembering everything that you’ve failed to do today as well.

You regret that nod.

Desperately, and without even thinking, you reach out and grab hold of Sangyeon’s hand. You feel yourself tremble, and your heartbeat is picking up again.

“Wait,” you whisper, looking up at him. You’re already feeling your throat close up, embarrassingly enough. Sangyeon turns around in response, and his expression is full of worry.

“Hm?”

“I…” Your voice cracks, and you feel mortified. What were you thinking?

And that’s when you feel the tears begin to well up in your eyes.

You can just barely hear the small intake of breath that Sangyeon takes in at the sight. Quickly, he’s already kneeling down at the side of the bed, looking up at you with soft, gentle eyes. His gaze is full of concern as he watches the tears begin to dribble down your face.

“Y/n,” he whispers. “You can tell me what’s wrong. If you’d like to. I’ll listen, always.”

“I thought you already noticed,” you whisper.

Sangyeon’s eyes widen before he reaches over for your hand, taking it in his. “I did. But I didn’t want to pressure you into telling me what’s wrong. Not until you’re ready.”

You can’t help but cry more at his words. Still embarrassed, you try to turn your head away to hide your face, but Sangyeon’s quick to cup your cheek. With a small frown, he helps to wipe your tears with the pad of his thumb.

“I–” More tears escape. “I don’t even know what’s wrong.”

“So why are you crying, sweetheart?”

“It’s just–” You let out a frustrated sigh. “All the stress is over. There shouldn’t be more of it, not after– after last week. But the whole day, I’ve just… constantly felt restless. And sometimes I think about what’s already happened in the past, and then I get sad and–” You let out another sob. “It’s dumb.”

Sangyeon’s quiet. But, only for a moment, because he’s already getting up and sitting back down on the bed. Throughout all of this, his hand doesn’t leave your cheek as he holds you like you’re the most precious person ever.

“It’s not,” he finally says. “Not at all.” And he doesn’t say more after that. You feel strong arms wrap around your body, pulling you into a hug. It’s gentle, almost hesitant, as he makes sure you’re comfortable with it.

But when you melt into it, that’s when he holds you tighter. Your head rests against his chest, and you feel a few more tears escape.

“I know you’ve had a hard time,” Sangyeon mumbles, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “And even though it’s over, I’m sure it takes a bit to heal from it. There’s nothing wrong with that, my darling.” You feel a soothing hand begin to stroke your back. “But know that I’m here for you. Whenever you need, hm? Just call for me.”

The tears drip down your face, yet you feel yourself relaxing more and more.

“I’ll do anything,” Sangyeon continues. “I can help you clean up, take a walk with yo–”

“I just like being with you,” you huff with a sniffle. “You being here already makes me happy.”

Sangyeon squeezes you, something he likes to do when he finds you cute.

“That’s all that matters to me. You being happy.”

You try not to burst out into tears once more as you lean away and look him in the eye.

“What about you?” You ask, your voice trembling, full of emotion and love. “Are you happy?”

Sangyeon gives you a smile, his eyes sparkling as he looks at you and only you. “Of course I am. Because I have you, darling.”

You feel your face contort as more tears escape the corners of your eyes. Though these particular tears are not of sadness, not anymore. They’re more of… overwhelming love.

“So,” Sangyeon starts, brushing away a stray strand of your hair with a fond smile. “Is there anything else I can do to make you feel better?”

You scrunch your nose and try not to shy away from the expression he’s giving you. It’s full of affection and admiration for you. With a shake of your head, you reply, “I already feel better. But…” You give him a small smile. “Do whatever you think will work.”

Sangyeon’s gaze immediately falls to your lips, and you can already tell what he’s planning to do. He grins, and you can see that familiar twinkle in his eyes. “I’m no professional, but I think–” He suddenly leans in and presses a quick kiss to your lips. He pulls away with a hopeful, love-drunk gaze. “This might work,” he whispers before leaning back in, this time to kiss you on the cheek. You can’t help but giggle as he seems to lose an internal fight because soon enough, he’s pressing small kisses all over your face.

“Sangyeon–”

You can’t control the laughter that escapes you as he keeps on kissing you all over. At some point, he leans away and simply admires your happy expression with a fond smile of his own. Once you notice, your laughing dies down, and you begin to feel shy.

“Hey, pretty.”

You give him an embarrassed look but still respond with a teasing, “hi, handsome,” making your boyfriend smile even wider.

“I missed you so much,” he mumbles. “And–” Another kiss, this time on your lips again. This one is deeper, full of want, and the drying tears on your cheeks are now long forgotten. “I love you,” he whispers, his bottom lip brushing against yours.

You smile widely. “I love you too.”

“Mmh,” Sangyeon hums, looking at you with smugness. “You know I tell everyone about how lucky I am to have you, right?”

You gasp, your cheeks starting to burn. “You do?”

“Of course. I’m the luckiest man in the world,” he replies like it’s the easiest thing to say. His hand slides around your waist as he pulls you in for another kiss. “So don’t hesitate to tell me when you’re feeling down, hm?” His eyes soften. “Because I adore you. I’ll do anything to help you.”

You nod. You feel happy, now that he’s in front of you, showering you with endless love.

Yet again, Sangyeon has another surge of affection because he’s suddenly collapsing back on the bed and pulling you down with him. The two of you are face-to-face, and it’s then that you’re reminded of just how sleepy you are, your eyes drooping.

“Don’t leave,” you whisper.

“I would never. I’ll stay here in bed with you for as long as you’d like, darling.”

You smile to yourself. Then, you hum mischievously. “But… what if you have to use the bathroom?”

Sangyeon sighs, and he presses a kiss to the very top of your head. “Go to sleep already.”

You only giggle in response. “What if someone rings the doorbell?”

Sangyeon, whose eyes are already shut, shushes you as he holds you closer.

“What if it’s the police?”

“Y/n.”

“What if–”

He peeks an eye open adorably before he kisses you to finally make you stop talking. You smile against his lips and you don’t say anything more after that. With a sigh, you relax into his hold as the two of you drift off into sleep.

Miraculously, there is something better than staring and admiring that lovely picture of the two of you, framed on the wall. And that is waking up in the morning to the sweet and forever love of your life as he gives you a bright, lovely smile to start the day.

#the boyz x reader #💭 — lee sangyeon #mutuals! <3 #yumi 🩷#also i just need you to know that yn is so me as well and im exactly like her kasdkjasd #UGH GOD BLESS YOU YUMI FOR WRITING THIS IM ADDING THIS TO MY SANGYEON FICS THAT I LOVE FOR ETERNITY 🥹🥹🥹🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

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azurenightzz · 1 month ago

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MARS OMG!!! i actually read this first thing in the morning when you published it like 10 mins later but then work got busy so i couldn’t rb till now ajdbjdbd but PLS THE WAY I WAS HAVING BREAKFAST READING THIS MADE ME CHOKED ON MY BREAD SO MANY TIMES BCS THIS IS SO FUNNY HAKSNSNSNSNSJENE HE REALLY IS AN AHJUSSHI STUCK IN A BIG MAN’S BODY WDYM HE HAS TERRIBLE DAD JOKES (he does.) AND HES SO UNSERIOUS I WOULD BE SO DONE WITH HIS ASS AHAHAHAHA

also me keeping a journal to rank his jokes is so real and i would’ve probably given him less than 3 cs tbh irl i never really get dad jokes like ever 💀 and when hyunjae came up the last pIC I DIED

^ actual pic of sangyeon when he finds out i dislike his jokes bcs yes 😋

overall thank you so so much for writing this i had such a good laugh & congrats once again mars!! 💗💗💗

happy 200 followers mars you deserve it all!! 🥳🥳🥳 hehe for my request may i ask for a smau with sangyeon and if you could make him as crack & unhinged just like how he talks about dad jokes and stuff adjaskndak i'd love to have a good laugh 🥹🫶

mars' welcome: allyyyyy 😓😓 thank youuu ajdhajja this made me realize i never finished ANY of my sangyeon fics 😭😭 uhm i hope this small smau is funny and lovely and up to your standards 🫣🫣

pairing: bf!sangyeon x reader

genre: smau, crack

warnings: reader has she/her pronouns

mars notes: 🤗🤭😚😛😍☺️

masterlist

☆★☆ perm taglist: @loonaluvz, @sanasour, @boomhoon

★☆★ network/s: @deoboyznet, @kflixnet

#the boyz x reader #💭 — lee sangyeon #mutuals! <3 #mars 👾#its the way i saw the pfp and that immediately took me out the first second

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midnightfantasiez · 1 year ago

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reblogging & recommending this here too bcs THIS IS SO GOOD. 😩😩😩

a new writer?! wowww! welcome welcome! i hope you can do something for sangyeon too. here's a headstart idea (or maybe an inspiration if you would take it that way.)

only child fm!reader was left alone with stepfather!sangyeon in the house because fm!reader's biological mom is out to get groceries and meet friends.fm!reader has been finding her stepdad very hot and when her mom told her that they can get to know each other while she's out, fm!reader tries to get his attention and she succeeded. she takes his hand.

"where are you taking me, sweet pea?" he asked in a gentle tone.

"to my room. it's less risky there because mom is the type of person who doesn't come in until she was told to," reader says. "and she has quite a bad hearing so if she doesn"t hear anything, she will just leave. she will immediately think i dont wanna be disturbed."

"of course." he said. "you will never want to be cut off while having fun on my dick."

thank you so much for welcoming me so warmly! <3

content: 18+, stepdaddy!sangyeon, stepcest, con, smut, mdni, he calls you pet names(babygirl, sweetie, etc)

you've always found your stepfather!sangyeon quite attractive. but it felt weird, but you couldn't help it. he's not your blood, so it's not THAT bad...right?

who knew you'd be in this position. sangyeon was slurping and licking, eating you out like his life depended on it. you had your panties stuffed in your mouth at the moment, so the moans you he was creating out of you was muffled. "don't want your mother hearing now do we babygirl?"

at this point, while eating you out sangyeon had already discarded his jeans, and underwear. the taste alone was making him hump the air a bit. you felt in complete bliss. who knew YOU'D also be experiencing what you've heard between thin walls. your mother muffled moans, the pleasure he was giving her, he was now giving to you. you were in HEAVEN, that you didn't even hear your mother call out, "guys, I'm home!!"

sangyeon heard it, and motioned for you to stay quiet, and covered your mouth with his hand. you nodded, but he decided it was the PERFECT time to slip 2 fingers into your tiny little pussy, while flicking his tongue against your clit. the mews and whimpers escaping your mouth was a little louder than expected.

"darling, you're being too loud.." the squishy and lewd noises your pussy is making from his fingers is insanely loud in the quiet room. mother still hasn't knocked or tried coming in, so it seems to be safe!

sangyeon decided you were prepped enough before standing up at the foot of the bed. your chest heaving as you watch him spit on his hand before stroking his cock lubing it up for you. he wasn't exactly big but he wasn't small either.

sangyeon interwined his fingers with yours before removing your panties from your mouth, and kissing you deeply. "are you ready, sweetie?" you nodded, before he prodded his cock against your opening, slapping it on your click before reaching between to rub your slick against his cock. a quiet "mmmh" against your neck before slipping himself inside.

you had squeezed his hand, and pursed your lips together so the moan that was threatening to escape, didn't. you felt so full. "daddy, it feels so good.." you whimpered quietly, taking a bit out of the arm closest to your head. "god, you're so fucking tight babygirl."

he sped up just a little, but not enough where the headboard is hitting the wall. feeling him thrust in & out felt like complete heaven. you were in bliss. "you know.. i've thought about this moment for a while.." he started gasping a little out of breathe. "i've always thought about having your tight little pussy wrapped around this cock."

just those words had you clenching, you were close. the tight feeling in your abdomen was getting closer and closer. "daddy, i'm gonna" biting your lip before a loud whimper accidently left your lips. you noticed sangyeon smiling before he let out a soft chuckle, covering your mouth. "you can cum baby, please cum around my cock."

and his voice alone helped, you let it all go. the feeling of ecstasy, making your vision blurry and seeing stars. the clench around his cock, made him let go. he quickly pulled out before spraying his cum against your stomach. both a grunting mess, your body shaking. "mmm fuck.." sangyeon gasped into your neck before laying down next to you.

"we should... do this more often, sweetheart." before placing a kiss on your forehead.

#📚 — fics rec!#the boyz smut #💭 — lee sangyeon #lee sangyeon x reader #lee sangyeon smut #jayden lee the man you are 🫠🫠🫠

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azurenightzz · 1 year ago

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🔞 MDNI!! 🔞

oh good lord NOW I WANT SANTA DADDY SANGYEON 😩😩😩😩😩 ELENA YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW THIS IS AWAKENED SOMETHING WITHIN ME AND HOW BADLY I WANT TO GRIND ON HIS COCK 🥵🥵🥵 I WILL GLADLY BE ON HIS NAUGHTY LIST ALL YEAR IF THIS IS WHAT I GET IN RETURN 🥰🥰🥰 (also lmao i burst out laughing when the son called him out for kissing every mums bcs hey its lee sangyeon and he's the daddiest of them all so ofc he would do that 24/7 😚😚😚)

momma's kissing santa

PAIRING: Sangyeon/AFAB Reader

WARNINGS: Fluff, daddy Sangyeon, smut (18+ MINORS DNI!!), dry humping, Santa roleplay kink, unprotected sex, creampie.

SUMMARY: On a magical Christmas Eve, a heartwarming surprise is in the works for your son as your husband transforms into Santa Claus. In the cozy glow of the living room, the festive plan takes an unexpected turn when Sangyeon, lost in the enchantment of the moment, shares a tender kiss with you, right in front of your son.

A/N: This and the Younghoon fic were all smutty thoughts lmao. But pleeeasse Dad!Sangyeon and Christmas sexual innuendos? I can't resist. S/N for son's name.

･:*.⋆❀⋆.*:･

It's nearly Christmas Eve, and your son is adamant about staying awake until midnight to catch a glimpse of Santa. "Okay, we'll wait for Santa together, but first, let's take a bath," you suggest. Once he's in his pajamas, he rushes back to the living room, eagerly peering out the window for Santa's sleigh.

"Honey, give him some time," you giggle at his excitement. "I'll read you a storybook, or we can play with your new toys while waiting." Despite his initial pout, he agrees to your suggestion, and you sigh in relief.

You and Sangyeon planned a surprise for your boy, having Sangyeon dress up as Santa Claus. To ensure the plan's success, you keep your son occupied to avoid spoiling the surprise, until he falls asleep in your arms.

As he sleeps, you receive a heartwarming Christmas greeting from your husband: "Merry Christmas to my lovely wife. I'm in the living room now." Blushing at the greeting, you gently wake your son, whispering, "Merry Christmas, S/N. Let's go meet Santa." Excitement sparkles in his wide eyes as you lead him to the living room. By the glimmering Christmas tree, Sangyeon, dressed as Santa Claus, waits. You watch the heartwarming scene unfold as your son runs into Santa's embrace.

“Santa! I knew you would come!” S/N

“What made you think I wouldn't?” you purse your lips, fighting the urge to laugh at the sound of Sangyeon’s deep voice, impersonating Santa.

"I tried to be a good boy all year because people said Santa only visits children who are good."

"Well, let me tell you something," Sangyeon says, his eyes crinkling into crescents. "I have a list of all the kids who are nice and a list for those who are naughty. But there is hope for every kid to improve every year."

“Improve?” your son asks, tilting his head.

“To do better next time. And I'm proud of you, S/N. I just hope you're kind to your mother.”

“Oh, I love mommy,” S/N coos. “Even when she gives me ugly greens, I still love mommy.”

You both laugh at your sweet boy. “Well, that means your mother is good at her job.” Sangyeon says, turning to look at you. For a moment, Sangyeon forgets he's dressed as Santa and gives you a light kiss on the lips.

"Santa, why did you kiss my mom?" your son pipes up. You fight to show any reaction by covering your mouth – which muffles your laughter – leaving your husband to answer his child’s question. “Well, the kiss is a... blessing because your mother works hard.”

“Do you do that for every mother?” Just when things couldn’t get any more awkward. With your palm still covering your mouth, you look away and Sangyeon is just stammering. “Oh no… your mother is just very special…That’s why,”

Luckily, your son buys it, and he excitedly asks Santa to stay while he opens some of his presents. After some time, S/N yawns, and you carry him to his room, tucking him in bed.

Returning to the living room, you and Sangyeon revel in the success of the surprise.

“I’m so glad that worked” you place a hand on your chest. “We're cool parents, that's why," he declares, hugging you and planting a kiss on your head.

“Nice move, by the way, babe,” you add, lightly punching his shoulder. Sangyeon frowns, and you roll your eyes. “The kiss. On the lips,” you stress.

“Ahhh,” he brings you back into his arms, pressing his cheek to yours. “I’m sorry, love, it’s a reflex. You’re irresistible” he adds, making a goofy face. You pull his hat down to cover his eyes. “It'll take him a couple more years before he understands that."

"He better not just yet. I don't want to scar him," you tell him.

"He won't. You're doing a good job," Sangyeon reassures you, rubbing your back.

Looking up at Sangyeon, you bat your eyes. “How about me? Do I have a present from the great gift giver of this festive holiday?”

Sangyeon’s lips curl into a smirk. “Oh, I don't know. I'm confused, honestly, because you're on the naughty list, ma'am.”

“But what if I can make up for it? I can be a good girl, Santa” you fiddle with the white curls of his fake beard. “I can start now” you bring his face forward, taking his mouth in an erotic kiss. Sangyeon groans, hands moving from your waist down to grope your ass. You hook one leg around his waist, rolling your hips against his crotch.

Did it feel a little cliche that you were horny and saying all the festive themed sexual innuendos? Maybe a little. But for some reason, your husband dressed as Santa motivated you even more to rile him up.

“Mmm, Santa, you’re so naughty too” you gasp, feeling up his hard-on.

“Are you sure this is the way to get on my nice list?” he hums.

“Well I think you work so hard, and I really want to show you how grateful I am” the last couple of words roll out of your seductively. At that, your husband carries you to the couch, positioning you on top to straddle his lap.

Your tongues tangle around each other ferociously, as you grind on his cock. You’re so needy for him that your arousal stains his pants and neither of you have even undressed yet.

“Do you do this often with…other naughty mommies?” you moan into his ear.

Sangyeon bites his lip, restraining himself from groaning too loud. “Believe me, you’re the only one” his hand slips under your pajamas, twisting his fingers around the waistband of your panties before pulling it up, digging into your folds. Your eyes widen and you purse your lips preventing you from making a sound. “Who has made a good impression” he finishes, rolling his tongue out, barely touching your lips, teasing you.

Reaching behind him to grip the sofa deck, your movements turn desperate. Sangyeon slips two fingers to rub all over your pussy lips and tears start to form in your eyes. The way he could easily draw tears from your eyes just from rubbing your cunt, and having no choice but to bite back your moans was so wicked of him. Fuck, I love him so much, you think.

“Sang-” you cut yourself off, nearly saying your husband’s name. Similar to how he forgot he was playing Santa earlier.

“S-Santa”

“Hm?”

“I need your cock now”

Sangyeon immediately reaches between you, taking his cock out, precum trickling down from his tip. You adjust yourself a little, just enough to move the lacy piece aside, before sinking onto his cock. You hug him close, gasping as you sink your teeth on his neck. Sangyeon digs his fingers into your skin, gripping your ass harder. Even he was having difficulty keeping his groans down.

“Is this everything you wanted on your wishlist?” he manages.

You face him, resting your hands on his knees as you slowly ride him. “Yes. It’s everything I wanted”

You were so wet, you coated Sangyeon’s cock with your juices that the sound of your wetness and the slapping of skin on skin filled the room. Regardless of how many times, how many positions he had you on, Sangyeon was never getting used to the delicious sight of you fucking yourself on his cock. He moves one hand up under your shirt to grope your breasts, turning you on so much you speed up your pace.

“I want you to look at me,” he huskily says. You open your eyes, and in that moment both of you felt your impending orgasms. The daze and lust in you and your husband’s eyes was enough to engulf you both in the shared explosion of your releases.

In one swift motion, you connect your mouths together, muffling both of your moans as he raised his hips to continue fucking yourselves through the wave of your orgasm.

When you eventually calm down from your high, you and Sangyeon just stay there. Holding each other in the tender afterglow.

He kisses your forehead, “Merry Christmas, my love” he tells you.

“Merry Christmas, Sangyeon” you whisper to his lips.

･:*.⋆❀⋆.*:･

@daisyvisions @snowflakewhispers @winterchimez this is for us ✨💝 here's to a new year of writing and our chaotic friendship.

#the boyz x reader #🔞 — mature themes!#💭 — lee sangyeon #lee sangyeon x reader #lee sangyeon smut #mutuals! <3 #elena 👙

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azurenightzz · 1 year ago

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SCREAMING LAUGHING CRYING WHY IS HE SUCH A GOOFBALL 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 PLEASE THE WAY HE LOVES HIMSELF TOO MUCH IS SO FUNNY TO ME LIKE UGH OK KIND SIR IF YOU SAY SO 🙄 (and then i secretly ogle over his daddy pics) I LOVE HOWON SM AND LMAO HIS NEPHEWS LOVING THE AUNT MORE IS SO TRUE BCS BOYS WILL BE BOYS AKA 🫶🏻 GIRLS ☺️ definitely not on the way to save him from being bitten by changmin he needs to learn his lesson for being a whore lately 😤

daily texts with bf sangyeon!

requested by: @winterchimez

a/n: HI ALLY i hope you like this 🫶🏻 and i hope you’ll recover after the sangyeon overload lmao

#the boyz x reader #💭 — lee sangyeon #lee sangyeon x reader #mutuals! <3 #emma 🩰#again thank you thank you for writing this for me 🥹💗

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azurenightzz · 1 month ago

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miss madame your royal most precious highness kyu-nim. sit down. we need to talk.

the moment i read that first sentence and im just like holy crap. so we're going down that path, and i was right to mentally prepare myself bcs by the fourth paragraph girlie was already clutching her heart and biting her pillow for whats to come. its the way i could legitimately feel my heart ACHE reading this entire chunk like gurl it was as if me being a military wife isn't bad enough i gotta go through this whole turmoil for another time? what happened to my sanity miss maam.

i love sangyeon so so much i know hes always being the tough and strongest soldier but times like this when he breaks down (even during cons but rarely) you just want to give him the biggest hugs and plant kisses all over his face and tell him how much he means to you and the world and his presence is more than just a blessing. i miss him so so bad and he needs to be loved and appreciated and pampered and loved over and over again.

» DEOBI DAY SPECIAL REQUEST DELIVERY »

to: ally @winterchimez <3 req: sangyeon | dear me, by gentle bones summary: navigating the highs and lows of married life is never easy, but how will you fight for what you believe in? — doctor!sangyeon x reader warnings: mature language genre: fluff, angst, established relationship wc: 1.3K words (????) an: guys, trust me... i thought this was just a short drabble. then, i finished and suddenly there were more than a thousand words. lovely song, allybear.. thank you so much for the request. i hope you like it! (join my taglist for updates!) tags: @winterchimez @hyungseos-cafe @carrotsworld | @deoboyznet taking in your requests!!! — send a tbz member + song that reminds you of spring (or any song you like tbh lol)

"so, that's it?"

sangyeon winces at your tone, but he doesn’t pause. he continued walking towards the counter to fetch his keys. the bag on his shoulder was heavy, but it did not compare to the weight looming over his head.

he simply sighs—not much of a response to your question, but a reaction nonetheless.

you hate when he does that. words and complaints easily crawl out of you, sometimes almost bursting at the seams. raising your voice used to be a rare occurrence but you can’t count how many arguments you’ve had this week alone.

now, his back is facing you, a couple steps away from the front door. you don’t see him close his eyes in frustration, but through sheer familiarity, you can sense how much he’s trying to hold back.

“sangyeon, don't walk out on me. please..”

“y/n, i’m just heading to work,” he says, plainly.

“-to work? it's only 3pm, your shift doesn't start until 6!”

sangyeon drops his head. his bag hits the floor and he massages his temples. still, he’s not turning around to face you. before you know it, you’re curling your fist at the corner of the throw pillow ready to be launched at his head but you caught yourself before doing it.

“why are we doing this again?”

“doing what? we need to talk-”

“no. we don't,” sangyeon stays firm.

his sharpness catches you off guard. your heart is pounding, all too aware of how loud it is in comparison to the silence in the room. after taking a moment to compose himself, sangyeon noticed your lack of response. his deep breath broke the tension in the air and he shifted his body to face you—your expression unreadable.

expecting a smug, annoyed look on his face, you weren’t prepared to see his tired eyes face to face. he seemed small and weak, without a hint of contempt you were convinced would lash out at you.

fighting was never his pick of poison, so where did it all go wrong?

your gaze darted away, attempting to hide the tears forming in your eyes.

“is there somebody else?” you ask, laughing in disbelief. you know it’s a question even you think is beyond ridiculous, but you had to.

“woah- hold on.”

sangyeon’s shoulders tensed up as if his body had a visceral reaction to what you were insinuating. it wasn’t a surprise to see him speechless, the thought that you would even consider the chance he would become unfaithful never even crossed his mind.

“another woman? another man? shit- i dont know,” you rambled on, not knowing what to make of his response.

“how did you jump to that, god- y/n no! of course not!”

“I don’t know! sangyeon, can’t you see? you’ve been so distant. i’m not one to hold the tiny things against you, but you’re missing dates? failing to show up over and over again for the past few months- without explanation. and- and you’re cold! putting up your walls.. hiding something from me.”

breathless, you pushed through your words and ignored the blurred vision from your dampened eyes.

you stop for a moment, “out of everyone, sangyeon, you’re holding things from me?”

“i'm not seeing anyone else.”

he remained calm despite your outburst. his eyes are clear, staring back at you like you’re a figment of his imagination.

sangyeon keeps his clothes neat and pristine; cleanliness is a must for a physician. but his shoes are a constant reminder of his hard work.

you look down at his beat-up shoes, worn down from all the walking. the last time you brought up buying him a new pair, he brushed it off claiming that he loves that his shoes were worn in because it’s more comfortable that way.

but, that’s all you hear about his work.

he rarely shares anything about how he’s doing, much less talking about how he’s struggling.

so, you don’t press. you don’t want to pry.

snapping out of his trance, sangyeon sees you hesitate. he knows that look on your face when you want to ask something you’re not sure you can ask. he takes a moment to choose his words carefully and notices how he’s starting to forget how this argument even started.

“please tell me,” you pleaded.

“it's mom.”

"what?"

you’re confused. you’ve only heard about sangyeon’s mother through his stories and seen her through a few pictures. clearly, she hasn’t been present in your lives other than a painful reminder of his tumultuous childhood.

"she's back.."

now, his small and defeated child-like demeanor made sense.

“when?”

“she came in through the er a few months ago. i haven't seen her in years. and - i thought that when i finally do, she'd be living big, you know? that’s how i always imagined her after she abandoned me with that man-”

sangyeon ran his hand across his face, “actually seeing that would have been better. for everything to have been worth it, but she... she's not doing good.”

his voice broke, struggling to continue his last sentence. the man you’ve shared your life with is breaking down at your front steps, and for the first time, you don’t know what to do.

“those calls, going back to the hospital late at night? all for…” you asked.

he nodded.

“sangyeon, were you- not gonna tell me? were you planning to shoulder all of this alone? carry all this burden all by yourself?”

“at first, i didn't think it would be severe-”

“-babe..”

“i know, i know. i just thought.. you didn't have to know. so yes, i would have kept it hidden for as long as i can because..” his voice trails off.

you come up to him, your steps are calm yet urgent. you held his hand and he felt like you just caught him from falling. your other hand caressed his cheek, lifting his gaze back to you.

he’s trembling like the whispers of his thoughts tried to escape his lips.

“see you like what?”

“i don't want you to see me like this, broken, falling apart. this is not the man you married. i'm sorry…you didn’t sign up for any of this. i- i’ve been struggling for a while now, but i’m trying. believe me, i’m trying.”

he smiles weakly, finding it a little funny that you’re wiping his face dry as your tears are drenching your own. you mirrored his expression, completely taken by the vulnerability that the love of your life has displayed right then and there.

sniffling, you managed to say, “you’re not falling apart. not when i’m here. and babe, we talked about this. i can’t read your mind, i won’t know your struggles unless we talk, and i- i know i can be more patient, but you can’t assume we won’t overcome this together if you can’t trust me.”

sangyeon rests his forehead on yours. your arm sliding up his back as his embrace opens up to bring you in closer.

“i got scared,” he whispered, barely audible.

“why?”

“i had to accept that i’m not as strong as i thought i was.”

you broke the hug to look him in the eyes. you squinted, meaning to chastise, but the warmth of your palm against his face spoke a million words.

“you would be a complete idiot to think i didn’t sign up for everything that involves you- even the messy days, the breakdowns, moments you feel like shit- i signed up for all of it the day i said yes. it’s important to me that you understand, okay?”

you waited for him to nod in response. asking over and over again until he complies, making him chuckle, even if it was for just a second.

“okay,” sangyeon rubbed his poor swollen eyes.

“so, i’m coming with you to visit her today?” you asked, waiting for confirmation, then sensed his body finally relax. he nodded and smiled in relief, feeling the weight on his shoulders gone.

“you’re the best thing that ever happened to me.”

that's when sangyeon knew he’d never run out of reasons for loving you.

an: oh, this is totally inspired by the pitt. imagine a distressed doctor trying his best while juggling a hundred million things. brainrot has combined in all my fixations oh yeaaaah... very indulgent, very nice :)

#the boyz fanfic #💭 — lee sangyeon #mutuals! <3 #kyu 🍵#no caps today bcs you made me cry for 2 nights straight #and im emotionally drained out from this #and we will need to talk in the dms.

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