#A.C.E fanfiction

[miagwynwrites]

Brat part 1

Genre: smut

CW: fingering, there’s not a lot in this one compared to the other parts, if I make them, brother's best friend hehe :)

Length: 2k+

Summary: your brother lets his friend spend a few weeks over and you catch feelings for each other <3

Pairings: kim sehyoon x female reader

A/N: na 🦬

You’d always had a crush on your brother’s best friend, from the minute he invited him over 2 years ago for the first time. He attended the same college your brother did and your thoughts always were about him. You’d think about him before you went to sleep, you had wet dreams about him, you thought about him in the shower, he was even the reason you started masturbating more often. So when you’re brother said he was coming over again you were excited and scared. “But mom and dad aren’t gonna be here on that day, they’re going on vacation that whole week remember?” Your brother shrugged as he grabbed the milk carton out of the fridge and drank straight from it. “So, they won’t be home, they won’t know.” “You didn’t let them know though? What if something happens and” “y/n, nothing’s gonna happen. Sehyoon isn’t stupid and we’re both adults. We’re just gonna play video games and we’ll probably go to the mall and hang out with some friends.” Your brother walked away with the last bag of chips from the cupboard and went to his room leaving you in the kitchen, your thoughts swimming and your core and little more excited.

It had been a few hours since your parents left and you were sitting on the couch in just your hoodie and panties when your brother came out of his room. “I’m meeting Sehyoon and then I’m bringing him home.” You looked at you for a second. “Put some clothes on y/n.” You glances up from your phone. “I am wearing clothes.” Your brother rolled his eyes, “put some pants on, I don’t want Sehyoon thinking you’re a whore.” You’re brother left slamming the door behind him. You were pretty sure Sehyoon wouldn’t think that, of course it had been awhile since he last saw you. And you wouldn’t mind if he thought that. In fact, you got wet just thinking about him calling you a whore.

You were cleaning yourself up when you heard the front door open. “Y/n we’re back.” You heard your brother call from downstairs. Your panties were soaked from playing with yourself so you took them off and put on a pair of lose fitting shorts and headed downstairs. Sehyoon was in a black leather jacket, tight black jeans, a tight white tee and his hair was dyed green and resting loosely against his face. You bit your lip. “Sehyoon, this is my sister y/n. I don’t know if you remember her. “I do actually.” Sehyoon gave you a smile that made your heart flutter. “Y/n what the hell, I told you to put on pants.” You looked away from Sehyoon who started blushing. “I am wearing pants dumbass.” You stated lifting your hoodie up to reveal your short shorts. Your brother rolled his eyes again. “You never listen, you’re such a brat. Sehyoon help me set up the system?” Sehyoon nodded his face still pink. You sighed and went into the kitchen. Looking in the cupboard you searched for something to eat. Unfortunately with your height you couldn’t see what was on the top shelf. Groaning loudly you stood on your tip toes and reached blind for whatever was on the top shelf. Little did you know Sehyoon had silently walked into the kitchen the minute you reached for the top shelf. He grinned watching as the bottom of your hoodie rose and he saw the little shorts you were wearing. A boner appeared as he admired the way the bottom of the shorts didn’t cover up your ass all the way, your cheeks were out, the way they jiggled every time you moved. He cleared his throat making you jump, your ass jiggling one last time before turning around. “S-Sehyoon, how long were you standing there?” You blushed as he came towards you to lean against the island counter top. He shrugged, “doesn’t matter. We did buy snacks if you’re hungry.” Sehyoon said reaching for one of the bags on the counter that you completely didn’t see. “He told me what you liked,” Sehyoon said handing you a bag of chips. You blushed taking the bag from Sehyoon and heading back into the living room. Sehyoon silently chuckled to himself and followed you. You plopped down on the couch, your brother was seated in the chair across from the couch. “Can I sit here?” Sehyoon asked pointing to the empty spot next to you. You nodded and watched as he took his jacket off before sitting down on the couch. His shirt hugged everything so nicely, his arms, his abs. You were drooling. Sehyoon caught you glancing at him and when he looked at you you quickly looked away blushing.

They were two hours into gameplay and you were getting bored. Half the snacks were gone and you already played on your phone did you got bored of that too. Sehyoon was leaning forward in his seat and that’s when you got an idea. You weren’t sure anything was gonna happen but you couldn’t control yourself anymore. He decided to tease Sehyoon. At first it was just subtle movements. You stretched your legs out and sank down the couch so your feet could reach the coffee table. You knew by doing this your hoodie and shorts would ride up and that’s exactly what you wanted. You rested you face in your hand that you had propped up on the arm of the couch, your other arm just resting on the cushion. You watched Sehyoon lean back against the couch, his legs spread. He ran his hand through his hair and you watched as it landed perfectly in his face again. Then he did that hair flip. And then he turned to look at you. His eyes shifted from your face to your legs. Your face heated up. He locked eyes with you again and smirked before directing his attention back to the screen. It was working. You smiled again and changed your position. Allowing the hoodie and shorts to do whatever you laid on the couch and propped your feet against the back of it. You grabbed your phone and went into the camera app and pressed record. You made sure you had a good view of Sehyoon. Eventually he looked over at you again. His eyes widened at the sight. It was obvious you weren’t wearing any panties and it was also obvious that Sehyoon was taking note. Through the phone you watched as Sehyoon tilted his head a bit to see the parts of you that were uncovered. You zoomed in as he grinned, his tongue coming out to lick his lips. You felt yourself getting wet and moved your legs off the back of the couch and rested them over Sehyoon’s lap. “I’ll be right back.” you’re brother spoke up and left the room leaving just you and Sehyoon in the living room. With the phone still recording you watched as Sehyoon placed his hand on your leg and slowly inched it up. His large hand sent tingles throughout your body.

“So what kinds of stuff are you into, besides being a brat?” Your breath caught in your throat you looked up at Sehyoon. “W-what do you mean?” You asked trying to sound innocent. You were clearly turned on by his words. Sehyoon chuckled before leaning into you. He placed one hand on the other side of your legs so you couldn’t shift on the couch. With his other hand he ran it up your thigh stopping just above your heat. “Don’t play games with me y/n. I know you like me. You knew I was coming over and you wanted to get me to notice you so you did everything you could so I would pay attention to you. You wore those cute little shorts without panties on purpose, the act you pulled in the kitchen you did on purpose and this whole game you play were you teasing me while your brother’s in the room and expect me not to get hard.” You breath hitched as Sehyoon squeezed your thigh and leaned in close to your ear. “I know how much you want me. I know how much you want me to fuck you like the dirty whore you are and I know how wet you are right now.” His hot breath in your ear sent tingles down to your core. “I bet that cute pussy of yours is soaked. You like it when I talk dirty to you. I bet you fantasize about me in the shower, I bet you dream about me, you probably even masturbate to me don’t you. You’re obsessed with me aren’t you y/n.” He pulled away and grinned. “I- Sehyoon..” you couldn’t think of any words right now. Somehow he knew everything about you. You’d met once and now two years later he somehow knows everything about you. You bit your lip and looked into his eyes. You leaned in to kiss his lips when you heard footsteps. You two separated as your brother walked back in the room.

“I found some movies we can watch if you ever get bored of playing video games.” You brother said setting them down on the coffee table. Sehyoon looked at you and his smirk caused you to blush even harder. “Pop one in. I wanna sit back and do nothing for a bit.” No sooner did the movie start when Sehyoon found your thigh again. He ran his hand slowly up and down it. He kept his eyes glued on the tv and you kept your eyes glued to his hands. You focused on breathing because he didn’t want to make any noise. You were turned on that Sehyoon was doing this with your brother less than five feet away. Sehyoon angled his arm so he could slide his hand under your short. You were glad you didn’t put on panties because there was no way in hell you were gonna wait impatiently for him to slip his finger around your panties too. It was a straight shot and opening your legs a bit really helped Sehyoon get in there. He let his fingers explore your folds, barely grazing your clit before he slowly slipped his first two fingers into you. You bite your lip hard to suppress the moan that almost escaped your throat. You leaned you head against the back of the couch enjoying the feeling of Sehyoon using his sexy fingers to stretch you out. It felt so much better than your own. You bucked your hips wanting him to go faster but he wouldn’t. 

Sehyoon turned to look at you while he grabbed the remote to turn the volume up. He smirked. Sehyoon enjoyed the look on your face. He put his other finger up to his mouth and made a shushing motion before he sped up. With no warning, his speed increasing and you had to cover your mouth with your hand. You were so scared your brother would be able to hear Sehyoon’s fingers sliding in and out covered in your cum that you closed your legs. This only caused you to discover a new feeling and it almost made you scream. Sehyoon pulled his fingers out of you and and changed his angle on the couch. Sitting closer to you with his right arm wrapped around you he lifted those fingers to your lips and you didn’t hesitate to wrap them around his fingers. You sucked slowly, savoring the flavor and the feeling of his fingers in your mouth. With his left hand he inserted those finger into you and picked up with the same speed from last time. You were terrified of getting caught but that didn’t stop Sehyoon. He kept pumping his digits until your legs began to shake. Your pussy was clenching around his fingers. He knew you were ready to cum. He also knew you were a brat and he wasn’t going to let you have your way. Not yet. Seconds before your orgasm approached he pulled his fingers out of your mouth and pussy at the same. You silently gasped, a tear of frustration leaving your eye. This caused Sehyoon to grin. He leaned in to your ear once more and through a quiet whisper he said “I’ve got all week to play my games with you. I’ll let you cum if you’re a good girl.”

[kookinglikeachef]

I started watching that show The Sex Lives of College Girls and I kind of want to try to make a fanfic with guys but can’t decide…

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[t3kandson]

I’ve not been well recently. Instead of writing a month in advance I’ve found myself writing right up to the scheduled published date hardly sleeping and feeling even more unwell.

I had set a target to get every member of my ult groups and ults fanfictions written and posted on their birthday. But this has become very hard to keep up as well as keeping myself healthy.

So I’ve decided to pause my work for now and not set deadlines.

I will continue to do bit by bit instead and post when finished. Rather then stressing and getting hardly any sleep to keep to date the birthday one-shots. Not even being able to focus on the requested or finish the sequels and other parts one one shots I’ve previously written.

I had spent most of this week writing The Boyz Lee Juyeon Player fourth part but in the rush I’ve felt it’s lacked the same fire then others parts. Instead of posting Friday a half hearted rushed story it deserves more then that.

So I won’t be fulfilling the schedule I set myself for this or Kim Byeongkwan Sequel to baby mama.

Though those two will be my priority instead I will write a list of Fanfictions I plan to write.

Giving me time to focus on Request’s Especially Cix Kim Yonghee & BTOB Lee Minhyuk. As well as the Second part of Monsta X Lee Hoseok & Yoo Kihyun’s Youth of No regrets.

Those members I didn’t write birthday fan fictions for I will get around to writing them. Which include

Oneus (it’s fanfiction so OT5 🤫) Kim Youngjo,

The Boyz Hyunjae

Monsta x Lee Jooheon

The Boyz Lee Sangyeon

The Boyz Ji Changmin

Ab6ix Park Woojin

Monsta X Yoo Kihyun

The Boyz Son Youngjae

BTS Kim Taehyung

Monsta X Lee Minhyuk & A.C.E. Kang Yuchan are Sequels I’ve already Plan to do eventually.

Sequels that I planned to finish will still be worked on as promised. But instead of working on order it will be what ever one I feel at the time. So it becomes the form of therapy that I once felt instead of a chore.

Obviously I’m still open to request but as always can’t guarantee when they will published.

Update 5/11

I've spent the last three months in and out of hospital as my health has declined. Hopefully this is temporary and will return once I start to pick up.

Edit **** I know Tags are currently playing up and will try my best to get them working.

So far ALL AB6IX, A.C.E, ATEEZ, BTOB, Blackpink, BTS, DKB, Elast, EXO, (G)I-dle, Got7, KNK, Kinktober 2022, & THE BOYZ Player & Learning Love series links are all fixed.

[nowaytoheaven2]

speaking as one of the homeschooled children who were raised by religious fanatics, homeschooling is complicated. A lot of us are abused or put through propaganda fueled education.

Yes, as an autistic child my time in public school was confusing and exhausting and I was bullied a lot.

But as a homeschooled child I was unvaccinated and put through a lot of things most public schooled children would not face. Because my parents were also my teachers the punishments for mistakes or bad grades varied from corporal punishment (Spanking to being dragged through the woods until I could write something properly) to screaming at me. In a public school there are rules to keep the teachers from hurting the students, in homeschooling there are no real regulations to protect us.

Emotional neglect, and educational neglect were a prominent part of my life. Especially after my brother was born. I got A.C.E paces that taught that the Loch Nes Monster was real after all. Encounter even a bit of scientific evidence for evolution? Three-hour long presentation on hour wrong that is was played the next day.

We were socially isolated except for Bible studies groups that slowly trickled out over time until we rarely attended because my parents were sliding more and more into Messianic cult type practices.

I genuinely believed the earth sprung into existence around 6,000 years ago and every person, textbook, movie, book, etc, I encountered until i was around 12 backed that claim up. Encounter even a bit of scientific evidence for evolution? Three-hour long presentation on hour wrong that is was played the next day.

We were socially isolated except for Bible studies groups that slowly trickled out over time until we rarely attended because my parents were sliding more and more into Messianic cult type practices.

Not to mention the racism and zionist teachings spread throughout our years of homeschool education. Resources about feminism or civil rights movements? Never!

Homophobia had such a tight grip on my parents that I had to learn everything through fanfictions that I snuck once I finally got access to the internet at age 13.

Not to mention I didn't really get how to learn. As an undiagnosed dyscalculic they handed me math problems and ecpected me to figure it out and when I couldn't that's when the screaming and fighting started.

When we were on the road near constantly from age 7-13 they didn't really pay attention to whether or not I was learning, just that I completed the paper.

We were raised to be martyrs for the Christian way. We were taught to look someone in the eye and say: "We believe in Yashua Hamachek." if they had a gun to our head.

If we complained clearly we were too privileged and sheltered to understand how the Real World works.

I'm sure some people with the proper accreditation and resources with good regulations could pull it off but my parents were Not It.

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Selfish - Part 16

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14 | Part 15

Genre: angst, fluff

Pairing: Jun x Reader / Chan x Reader

Word Count: 4.4k

Summary: You love them both and you’re torn. But…what if you didn’t have to choose?

You felt like Chan was avoiding you and you didn’t know why. He ended up changing his flight and staying in Jeju for an extra day, saying he wanted to spend more time with his family. You understood but it felt a little out of the blue. So you flew back to Seoul with Jun.

It’d been a week since you’d been back and you barely saw Chan. You’d eaten at a restaurant for dinner and he declined your invitation to sleep over at your house. He said that he had work to do but he’d never declined one of your invitations and, in the past, having to do work never stopped him from coming over. If anything, he’d just bring his laptop and books with him, at least wanting to be in your presence. But you didn’t want to complain or come off as petty over this. Chan must’ve just wanted more alone time. Maybe he was stressed about work or school or both. But part of you felt hurt because, normally, he’d always come to you during those times. Something changed but you weren’t sure what. 

You weren’t going to lie, you’d been in a weird mood since. You hated feeling like he was mad at you or something. So, Jun suffered a bit too. And you felt bad that you couldn’t give him your all. And he knew that there was something off with you. The trip you thought was supposed to be relaxing ended up not being as relaxing as you would’ve hoped, especially given that Chan had joined unexpectedly. You supposed that it caused a little turbulence in your lives. Maybe you shouldn’t have said anything, you wondered. Maybe you should’ve just kept the trip as one with Jun. But, then again, it seemed like everyone had a good time. And you knew that Chan wasn’t there the whole time but you also knew he hadn’t seen his family in a while. It was hard to tell how everyone felt truly. Was this all just a facade?

It was nine o’clock and you knew that Chan was working at the cafe tonight. You figured you’d just show up with chocolate covered strawberries and hope that you could convince him to let you sleep over. You missed him and you missed falling asleep in his arms. 

As you walked toward the cafe, you could see him through the window. There weren’t any customers at this point. He was wiping down the tables, from what you could see. And he looked handsome while doing it. He looked concentrated, his eyebrows furrowed the same way they did when he was frustrated or thinking. When you knocked on the glass, you could tell that he wasn’t expecting you. He took out his Airpods, surprised. He opened the door, letting you in before locking it again. “What are you doing here?” he asked, little to no emotion in his tone.

“I miss you,” you said, a little taken aback by his tone, or lack thereof, “and I wanted to see you. I feel like you’ve been avoiding me…”

Chan turned around, heading back toward the table he was cleaning. “You could’ve called me.”

“I wanted to surprise you...but it doesn’t seem like you’re happy to see me so maybe I’ll just go…” You took the box of chocolate covered strawberries out of your bag, placing it on the table. “Enjoy them.” You turned on your heel to leave and, just before you got to the lock, Chan’s hand was wrapped around your arm.

“Don’t go.”

Tears were starting to build up in your eyes. Chan was usually the one that always greeted you warmly, the one that always showered you with love and affection, the one who always seemed to know what you needed no matter the time or place. You bit your lip, trying to hold back the tears.

“Baby,” Chan said, frowning at the sight of you tearing up. “Please, I’m sorry…I’ve just been in this weird space lately. I don’t mean to take it out on you...”

You raised your brows. “What do you mean?”

“There’s just…something that happened to me recently that made me rethink things.”

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“No, it’s okay. I’ll be fine.”

You shook your head. “You’re the happiest person I know…and I know when you’re not being honest with me.”

Chan looked down. “I know. I just…don’t want you to get hurt.”

“Does what happened have something to do with something I did?”

He shook his head. “No, no, it’s not that…'' 

To be honest, Chan was tired of keeping this secret. It was hardly his to be carrying on his shoulders like this. This was all Jun’s fault. Why was he the one to be suffering when Jun was the one living stress-free? Why was it that he was still protecting Jun like this? Chan was the one who was done dirty and he was sick of putting everyone else first. Even if you were hurt by this information, you deserved to know the truth and to not sleep next to someone who hadn’t been completely honest with you. 

“So what is it, then?”

“I want to close up first. I’ll be done in five. We can talk as soon as I close the cafe.”

And within those few minutes, your mind started racing. You didn’t have the slightest clue what Chan wanted to talk about. It seemed like he was going through something and, on top of that, he’d even distanced himself from you. Did what he was going through have to do with something you did?

Chan closed up the cafe and locked the doors. “Okay, let’s go.” You started walking toward Chan’s building, which was about a ten minute walk from the cafe. 

As you started walking around the corner, Chan said, “I haven’t been completely honest with you…” You bit your lip, expecting the worst. “Remember when I said I had family stuff to deal with in Jeju?” You nodded, unsure of where this conversation was heading. “That wasn’t true.”

“So why did you leave? I thought you were having a good time…”

“Well you know we’d all been drinking. Jun had been drinking the most and I saw that when he went over to the bar by himself. I went over to bring him back over to the dance floor with us while you were in the bathroom. He said some things that made me uncomfortable even though I was doing my best to be friendly and include him in everything…” Chan let out a sigh. “He implied that the only reason he agreed to me coming on the trip was to make you happy. He basically didn’t want me there. He got angry and told me that I’m your favorite and that he never gets time alone with you, which is ridiculous. The part that made me upset was the fact that he basically lied and put on this pretend act. If he wasn’t okay with it, he could’ve just been honest and said no. I-I don’t know how to feel. I can see him trying to push me out. I had to leave because I didn’t want to ruin the trip, so I kept my distance and let him have his time with you...which, I guess, was his plan. And it worked.”

Tears had been building up in Chan’s eyes as he told the story. He’d kept a lot of it in up until now and, honestly speaking, it felt nice to be able to be honest with you. He hated the situation that he was in. He felt more secure about being in this polyamorous relation ship with you and Jun but Jun didn’t seem to be okay with it at all. And it hurt him because he felt like Jun had basically pretended to be cordial with him. Chan wondered what you saw in him. What Jun did just seemed so...evil. Was Jun finally showing his true colors? Would you forgive him yet again?

You stopped him to pull him into a hug. “I...I didn’t know…”

“It’s not your fault. You didn’t do anything wrong, babe.” Those words were comforting and, with them, came a few tears. You could hear it. “Thank you for telling me...and for trying to protect me. You don’t have to hide things like that from me, I promise. I love you so much, Chan…”

He pulled away from you and you wiped his tears with your thumbs. He smiled and said, “I love you, too, Y/N…”

*

You left Chan’s house in the morning feeling a little confused and, by the time work was over, you still felt frustrated. You didn’t know what to think of the situation with Jun. It seemed like there was some turbulence in the relationship and you weren’t sure what to do next. Of course, you needed to bring this up with Jun. You couldn’t sit back and let this simmer on the back burner. 

You opened the door to the nail salon. Na-Ri was there a little early, waiting for you. “Well, well, well, look who it is...The person I’ve hardly heard from since you got back.”

“Sorry,” you said, chuckling. “Things have been kinda crazy.”

The two of you checked in for your nail appointments and headed to the back of the salon to get your pedicures done. When you got settled and dipped your feet in the warm water, you turned to Na-Ri. “You won’t believe what I just found out...”

Na-Ri looked over, putting her phone down. “What’s up?”

“Remember when I said we went to dinner that first night in Jeju? The three of us? Well, everything was fine up until we went to dinner. That’s when things started getting a little weird. Actually, no, things were a little weird before that but I didn’t put two and two together at the time…I think it started when Jun fell asleep at the hotel. Me and Chan stayed up for a little bit and then we fell asleep, too. When I woke up Jun was gone and I think he might’ve been feeling jealous that me and Chan fell asleep together. Then he just got really...drunk at dinner. If we had ordered another bottle of wine, I don’t think Jun would’ve made it to the bar.”

You continued your story as you flipped through the catalog to decide on what colors you wanted. “I always try to make sure I spend enough time with both of them. Next thing I know, I go to the bathroom and then when I come back, Chan is telling me he has family issues to go and take care of and that I should stay with Jun. At the time I thought it was kind of weird and random but, at the same time, it could’ve been true so I believed it. In the past, his dad collapsed from overworking, so it was believable. Anyway, I went back to the hotel with Jun and he just acted like everything was normal after that.”

Before you could continue, Na-Ri stopped you. “Did Chan invite himself on the trip?”

“Not exactly. I was talking to him and I told him what we were doing. I guess he kind of implied that it sounded like fun and he wanted to go. So I asked Jun about it...and that’s when the lie started...I asked if Chan could come with us because I thought that it would be a good idea for us to bond. And it was supposed to be Chan’s weekend with me so I felt bad. Anyway, Jun said it was fine and that it was okay. If he didn’t want him to come, he could’ve just said no…”

Na-Ri said, “What the hell? Where’s the communication?”

“Exactly…”

“Have you talked to Jun about any of this?”

You shook your head. “I just found out last night.”

“Good luck. I don't know how you do it. One man is enough problems for me.”

You chuckled. “I don’t know how I do it either…”

“Maybe it was too soon to try this kind of relationship...”

You let out a deep sigh. “We’ve been doing this for months...I don’t know how much longer he could possibly need.”

“Well if you think about it, you haven't really done anything together, with just the three of you. So maybe it was a bit much to go on a trip together. I think it’s something you have to ease into. Like going on dates together, to the movies, to the amusement park, and stuff like that. Cause it seemed like everything between them was pretty much fine–well, neutral–before this. I don’t think he gets jealous until Chan is physically there...and, I mean, that’s not good either.”

“Yeah, you’re right. We’ll have to work on that if this is going to work.”

“Yeah, it’s the next step in the relationship. You got past the beginning stages so now the next step is for them to be more comfortable around each other and to do more things together.”

Na-Ri was right. You were still angry with Jun and the fact that he hadn’t been honest with you or with Chan. Jun’s selfish actions had hurt you but, more importantly, his actions hurt Chan. From what you could see, Chan had been trying to be friends with Jun. He’d been putting in effort, only to be rejected by Jun in the end. And Chan knew that feeling all too well.

It had been months since you came up with this arrangement and Jun was acting more like a child than an adult. But you couldn’t help but feel like part of what was happening right now was your fault. Since this was your idea, you should’ve had a better plan. But you weren’t an expert and neither were Jun or Chan. Was it too much to expect this much from them? 

You probably should’ve been trying to do more things together rather than keeping things separate. Keeping things separate wasn’t realistic and, obviously, it wasn’t working. The relationship was going to have to undergo some changes if there was going to be any chance of survival. You needed to figure things out but, first, you definitely needed to talk to Jun.

*

When you asked Jun if you could have dinner later, he thought nothing of it. He answered your message, of course, suggesting that you come over to cook. But, strangely enough, you declined saying that you’d rather go out to eat. It was a little surprising since you usually enjoyed making dinner together but he thought little of it. He told you to meet him at your favorite restaurant to have some Taiwanese noodle soup.

He waited for you inside, browsing the menu. He’d been here once with you but, as far as he knew, it was a place that Chan had introduced you to. Sometimes Jun couldn’t help but feel like you had more in common with Chan than you did with him. Jun pushed the thought out of his head. Those small insecure thoughts were beginning to annoy him a bit. He was starting to feel bad about the things he’d said to Chan. Maybe he shouldn’t have been so harsh. Maybe he should’ve been more mature and accepted things as they were rather than mope about the things he couldn’t change.

Was this kind of relationship for him? Was he too in over his head? Was it even meant for the two of you to be together right now, with or without Chan in the picture? He loved you, without a doubt, but sometimes he wondered if all of this was worth it. He missed when things were simple, when it was just the two of you. Before you’d even met Chan in the first place. Part of him wished he never accepted that job or went to Japan. But maybe everything that was happening to him now were things that needed to happen. 

You came into the restaurant looking a little stressed, bringing Jun into a state of distress. Were you here to break up with him? Had you finally had enough of his shit? You sat down across from him and said, “Hey.”

Normally, you’d embrace him. You’d reach across the table and brush your fingers against his hands. You’d lean over for a kiss, something. But you weren’t doing that. Jun’s heart dropped. Something was definitely wrong but he wasn’t sure what. 

Jun tried to lighten up the mood. “Are you okay? How was your day?”

“I’m okay. My day was decent.”

Jun nodded. “Your nails look nice,” he said, glancing at your hands. “This color looks good on you.”

“Thanks,” you said, taking a sip of water. “Look, can we talk about something serious?”

“What’s going on?”

“Chan told me everything…”

Jun looked down. Of course, he knew that he was in the wrong. Deep down, he’d known that this day was coming. How could he think a secret this big would stay a secret? He’d wanted to come clean and apologize about it, mostly to Chan because he’d done nothing wrong in the situation. In any case, Chan was merely a victim of Jun’s insecurities. 

Jun didn’t say anything so you did. “If you wanted it to just be us, why lie to me? I would’ve understood.”

Jun let out a deep sigh. “I don’t have an excuse for why I did it…” He looked up at you, finally. There was so much hurt and disappointment in your eyes, he could barely stand to see it. “I just couldn't bring myself to see you disappointed so I lied and I tried to convince myself that I could do it but I couldn’t...Then it got too late to say anything, so I just tried to swallow it. And I became a person I couldn’t recognize by the end of it all…”

“You hurt me, Jun, and you hurt Chan, too…”

Jun nodded. “I know…”

You reached for his hand, taking it in yours. “It’s okay to feel these kinds of things but it’s not okay to act like that. We agreed to this relationship and for it to work, the three of us have to have some type of communication.” 

Jun said, “I’m sorry…I’ll also apologize to Chan. I’ll talk to him tonight. I really am sorry, Y/N...”

You looked him in his eyes, almost as if you were staring into the deepest, most vulnerable parts of him. “I need to know if you’re all in.”

Jun squeezed your hand in his. He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t afraid of losing you. But he nodded, continuing on through these unknown waters.

*

After dinner, you went home despite Jun’s suggestion of coming over. He understood and he wanted to give you your space but he couldn’t help but feel like there was suddenly this giant rift in your relationship. It was his fault, he knew. But he missed you. He missed the way things were, just before the trip. So much had changed and it’d only been about a week. One of the ways he usually made himself feel better was to find comfort in your arms. When he had a hard day, he’d go over to your place or you’d come to his. And you’d hold him in your arms, running your fingers through his hair. But again, that wasn’t an option for him right now.

He knew he needed to apologize to Chan soon. If he didn’t apologize soon, he’d lose the nerve to do it and you’d be more disappointed in him than you already were. He took out his phone and called Chan, anxiety filling his chest. It rang five times and, just when he thought that maybe he should just hang up and forget it all, Chan answered. 

“Hello?”

“Hey, I was wondering if you had time to talk.”

Though Jun couldn’t see him physically, Chan was rolling his eyes on the other end. “Sure. Do you mean over the phone or in person?”

“We should talk in person, no?”

“Okay. Where do you want to meet?”

“I can meet you near your place.”

“Okay. There’s a bar a few blocks away. I’ll send the address.”

The call was over and anxiety washed over Jun. He had no idea how to start or what to say. There was nothing he could say to take back those shitty things he said to Chan and there was nothing he could say to justify them. He was immature, insecure, all of those things. He hated that he put himself in this position and that he had to even apologize in the first place, but he knew that he couldn’t just sit quietly.

As Chan got ready, he felt very irritated. Of course, you’d already told him how the conversation with Jun went. He even felt annoyed at that. How many ways did that man have to show you that he wasn’t ready for this kind of relationship? It was so frustrating to sit back and watch Jun hurt you both. These feelings were no longer coming from a place of insecurity or jealousy; it was a place of genuine concern. It seemed like a good idea at first, but maybe this kind of relationship was beyond the three of you. Chan had done online searches trying to figure out how he should go about things but he always ended up in a loop where his question was too specific or there were too few answers for him to make an educated guess. 

With the current state of things, he at least knew that he’d at least attempted some research. Had Jun even bothered to do research on what it meant to be in this kind of relationship? Chan knew that there were different types of people but he could see that Jun wasn’t the kind of person that could handle this. Once upon a time, Chan wasn’t either but he’d like to think that he’d grown since then. If being in a relationship with you and Jun had taught him anything at all, it was patience and he’d even gained a bit of maturity. At the end of the day, you needed a man who was mature, a man who made you feel secure and who felt secure in himself. Of course, Chan wasn’t perfect and he had moments where he felt insecure but, overall, Chan liked himself and the person he was becoming. He was becoming a better man, not only for you, but for himself as well.

When Jun entered the bar, Chan was already there. He was sitting by himself, having a cocktail. From the looks of it, it was dark liquor. It was one of those nights and Jun understood. Hell, he figured he’d order one for himself. He greeted Chan with a nod and sat down in the seat next to him.

“Hey,” Chan said, taking a swig from his glass.

“Hey,” Jun replied. He turned to the bartender. “Can I have the same thing?” he asked, referencing Chan’s nearly finished glass. 

Chan downed the rest of his drink, sliding the glass toward the bartender. “And can I have another?”

A moment of silence passed before the bartender returned with both drinks. Jun let out a deep sigh before he turned to Chan. Chan didn’t look up, though, and understandably so, Jun supposed. 

“I’m sorry for those things I said back in Jeju. I was completely out of line,” he started. “I know I can’t take any of it back but all of this happened because I wasn’t being honest. I wasn’t being honest with myself and I took it out on you instead, thinking you were the problem when I was the problem. I drank too much and I felt frustrated. I should’ve been honest with Y/N and told her I wasn’t comfortable.”

Chan nodded. His feelings about everything began to rise to the surface. “I’m not going to forgive you right away but I’ll accept your apology for now…” Jun didn’t say anything but nodded instead. He didn’t know what to say next. Was there anything left to say? Was the conversation over? Was this one of those instances where the conversation could’ve just been a phone call? Just when Jun thought that the conversation was over, Chan spoke again. “You know what was most upsetting about all of this? I thought we were finally at a point where we could be friends…I thought wow, we’re actually getting along.”

Hearing that made Jun feel even worse than he already did. He wanted to be able to be friends with Chan too but his insecurities were holding him back. In the ideal situation, the three of them would get along. In the ideal situation, he and Chan would be sitting at this bar having a drink together, laughing and sharing stories, while you were at home with no worries about whether or not your boyfriends would get into a fight. There wouldn’t be all this drama and conflict surrounding the relationship, for God’s sake!

Jun wanted to say something comforting. He wanted to tell him that he did want to be friends, believe it or not. But he couldn’t find the right words. The words, for some reason, wouldn’t leave his mouth. “I’m sorry…again.”

Chan was frustrated because it seemed like he didn’t even care. Was Jun here because you made him or was he here apologizing on his own accord? It was hard to think of him as a decent person after all the drama and lies about Malai and more recently, their Jeju trip. This was his second strike, in Chan’s eyes. If he did something else, Chan wouldn’t be able to forgive him. He couldn’t read Jun’s mind but it would be nice to know what he was thinking.

He said, “I don’t think you’re serious about this relationship. Have you considered it at all? If you’re serious about being with Y/N, you’re going to have to work harder. and I’m more than willing to support her to make this work. But if you’re having doubts or don’t think you can work with us, then you should leave us alone. Y/N is my priority. Why isn’t she yours?”

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Title: I'll Walk You Home

Paring: Donghun x Reader

Genre: Fluff; Spice

Count: 1,222 Words

Writer: Whattodowithkpop [Lio]

Summary: Donghun gets nervous when she tries to walk home alone in the middle of the night so he decides to take her home himself.

*****

Normally we would celebrate in the early evening, before the sun went down and before the night sky painted itself with billions of stars. This time around, however, we were well into the night, pushing the celebration because Byeongkwan had one final make up test to complete before his semester was over. Donghun and I agreed to wait for him and set out on foot just as the sun was sinking down over the horizon.

We ate and drank to our heart's content, laughing and complaining about the semesters passed and how they compared to this most recent one. It was almost midnight when Byeongkwan called it quits, having overstuffed himself on appetizers, he was ready to get to his dorm to begin a heavy sleeping period. I was ready to leave by that point, wanting to get sufficient sleep so I could enjoy the break I had before having to go back to school.

"As much as I love drinking away the night with my two favorite boys, my bed is beckoning me to it." I state dramatically as I stand to collect my things, getting ready to leave.

"I'm sure you're not the only one it's beckoning." Byeongkwan smirks at Donghun, before groaning at the fullness of his stomach as he lays his head on the table.

"Really smooth there." I chuckle as I ruffle his hair, not phased by his teasing of Donghun coming home with me.

"Please make sure he gets home safe." I tell Donghun as I wrap my arms around his shoulders as I stand behind him, my head on his shoulder as I turn to look at him, his face close to mine.

"Wait, are you walking home alone?" Donghun asks as he grabs my arms, keeping me pressed against his back.

"Who else would I walk with?" I question with a small laugh. "I'll text you when I get there."

I make a move to detach from Donghun, however his hands keep me there.

"It's almost midnight I don't want you going alone." Donghun whispers, worry etched into his furrowed eyebrows.

"Donghun, someone has to get Byeongkwan home too." I remind him, us both looking at the miserable boy with his head still on the table.

Donghun looks around the restaurant, spotting some familiar face at the bar seating area. "Seyoon."

I follow his eyes, looking at the boy who was in our major, one who was quiet and kept to himself, however had quite the relationship with Byeongkwan and Donghun.

"Donghun, you don't have to go through the trouble, I'll be fine and I'll call you if I see anyone sketchy."

"It's not good enough." He grunts as he stands, my arms falling at his sides as he begins to approach Seyoon. "I'll walk you home."

That was how I ended side by side next to Lee Donghun who was taking me home on a cool autumn night. Normally we were talkative and loud, however, Donghun's shoulders were tense and his guard was up as we walked down the sidewalk. I tried to engage him in a conversation, get his attention anyway I could think of, but he would only keep his attention on me for a few moments before his eye would train forward again.

I sigh as I wrap my arms around one of his arms, letting our body heat mingle as it wards of the chill of the crisp air. Donghun looks at me, shock written on his face.

"Did I get the ever confident Donghun to stumble a bit?" I smirk at him, making him scoff as a smile appears on his face.

"You caught me off guard."

"If you werent so on guard for taking me home you would've been ready for it."

Donghun looks at me again, his steps slower but not fully stopped. "I only want you to get home safe."

I smile at him with fondness, reaching one hand to intertwine my fingers with his to squeeze it in reassurance.

"Thank you for worrying about me."

At that moment, a large clanging was heard, making Donghun swing the arm I was one behind him, shielding me behind his body. A white cat jumps from an alleyway, a trash can lid spinning out behind him.

I burst into laughter. "It was just a cat, Donghun."

"Well now I know it's a cat." He pouts, looking away from me.

I shake my head as I start to continue walking, however Donghun walks next to me before surpassing me, continuing to keep me shielded with his body. I smile at his protectiveness as I feel a sudden warmth in my chest, a warmth I had felt with Donghun before but elected to ignore, however this was one was as strong as it had ever been, making my face heat up as well.

It wasn't long before we reached my dorm, the bright street lights illuminating the entire vicinity of the building, making it hard for anyone to hide around the girls dorms. I enter the code to get into the building, seeing my room as I walk through.

"This is me." I whisper to Donghun, releasing his arm, but keeping his fingers intertwined with mine.

"I'm glad you're home safe."

"Now, how will you get home safe?" I ask him, stepping closer to him, my hand finding his other hand to intertwine.

"I can text you when I get home." He suggests, a large smile on his face as he pulls my body closer.

"Or..." I trail of, my arms releasing his hands to loop around his waist. "You could come inside and go home when it's safe in the morning."

"That sounds like an interesting proposition." Donghun whispers as he leans his head towards me.

I walk backwards into my door, pulling Donghun along with me. His hand finds the back of my neck, pulling my lips towards his in a heated kiss. His other hand rests on my door above my head as he presses his body against mine. I groan out against his mouth, trying to get my door open with one hand. I pull away from him, his lips following mine, forcing me to turn my head so I could look at the door knob. With my neck now exposed to him, Donghun attaches his lips to the side of my neck, nipping at the skin gently and leaving little kisses over them after. My back pushes off the door, further into his body before I twist the knob, both of us stumbling into my room. Donghun turns me around and pushes me against the inside of the door, effectively closing it and giving us the privacy we needed.

A.C.E Masterlist

[restlessmaknae]

masterlist ✦ a.c.e

angst [🌪]  fluff [☀]  action [♦]  comforting [♥]

BYEONGKWAN

✒ chasing love (chasing you) ☀ 

choreographer!Byeongkwan x contemporary dancer!reader/you

All it takes is one masquerade, one dance and one lost high heel, and Kim Byeongkwan already finds himself chasing after you, but life always seems to get in the way.

JUNHEE

✒ under the falling moon 🌪

prince!Junhee x siren!OC

Could a siren actually fall in love with a man only by talking and spending time by the lagoon? Could she ever truly love someone when she despised herself so much? She had no idea. To her, love was like hope; the more she tried to reach for it, the further it seemed to get.

YUCHAN

✒ stars are bright but only because of the dark 🌪 ♥

uni student!Yuchan x uni student!OC (Haerim)

The truth of the past events unfolds after four years when Yuchan and Haerim suddenly meet again.

[miagwynwrites]

Brat part 2

Genre: smut

CW:  thigh riding, dirty talk, choking, hair pulling, degradation, slapping (but it’s light), daddy kink, name calling (slut, princess, baby, lil bitch)

Length: 2k+

Summary: sexual tension rises as you find yourself craving sehyoon more and more each day ~

Pairings: kim sehyoon x female reader

A/N: na 🦬

It had been a two days since Sehyoon had been at your house. You woke up your panties wet at the extremely sexual dream you had of Sehyoon. You sighed looking at the clock in your room. 11:30 it read, you’re surprised you didn’t sleep til noon. Getting up from your bed you took your wet panties off but instead of putting on a clean pair you decided to go without. Even if Sehyoon didn’t try anything further with you the thoughts going through your head were enough to soak a new pair and you really didn’t want to change them every 10 minutes.

You headed downstairs and wandered into the kitchen. You didn’t see Sehyoon on the couch in the living room. You grabbed a water and plopped down on the couch. In a trance, still not noticing Sehyoon on the couch. “Sup slut.” You jumped and squealed both at him scaring you and the word he used. “S-Sehyoon I-I didnt see you. A-are you here alone? Where’s my brother?” You asked your face already heating up

“He’s somewhere in town. Don’t know when he’ll be back so for now it’s just the two of us.” Sehyoon eyed you. You where wearing a tight crop top with no bra as Sehyoon could clearly see your nipples hardening under the cloth and a lil pink skirt that you wore hiked up so when you sat down it showed so much of your thighs. Sehyoon smirked. He was wearing the holy grey sweatpants with no underwear clearly as you could see the slowly rising tent in his pants and a cut off black tank top. His green hair was wet and slicked back so his whole gorgeous forehead was exposed. “You dress like such a slut, the other day it was a hoodie and the shortest and tightest booty shorts and today you look like a slutty student that wants to get fucked by the teacher. Sehyoon shook his head.

You frowned at Sehyoon, “w-well what about you. You’re a man whore w-wearing those sweatpants w-with no underwear underneath a-and” you stopped yourself when Sehyoon’s gaze turned harsh. His lips were a thin line and his pupils were sharp. “You really are a brat aren’t you? You’ve been teasing me for the past two days with your slutty clothes and the way you purposefully drop literally anything just so you can bend over in front of me, you never wear a bra, I doubt you’re even wearing panties, you also talk back to your brother who’s clearly the oldest one in the house, you never eat what he fixes, you always complain, you go out of your way to reach for things in high places just to get a reaction out of me. So tell me Princess, are you always like this or are you doing this just for me?” You subtly try to close your thighs, the wetness leaking out of you. He was right on everything. All you want is to be fucked by your brother’s best friend til you’re crying and cumming over and over and since you’re too shy to use your words, to tell Sehyoon how much you want him you choose to act out, hoping he’ll get the hint and punish you. The heat on your cheeks and in your core was driving you mad. You placed the water on the table and looked over at Sehyoon. You tried to look into his eyes but they were so intimidating and your gaze slowly found his cock tugging against his pants.

Sehyoon’s cock shifted in his pants and before you could look back up he had your chin gripped in his hand. “My eyes are up here you disgusting bitch.” You breathed in a shaky breath as his words were becoming more lewd. “What is it you want from me huh? Just teasing me? A quick fuck? Do you want me to mark you up and make you mine? Hmm? What are some of those slutty thoughts that are swimming through that pretty mind of yours Princess? Tell Daddy what you want.” You couldn’t help the soft moan that came out of you, I mean, he called himself ‘daddy’ for fucks sake and god was he indeed a daddy. Sehyoon smirked before pushing your face away from his. “Dumb little bitch. You’re all bark and no bite. You probably wouldn’t even know what to do if my cock was right in front of those pretty lips of yours.” You couldn’t take his words anymore, you couldn’t take the teasing and the neediness you had for him. So you softly spoke up, “p-please, let me ride your t-thighs.” You moved closer to Sehyoon air kissing your wet hole as you moved your legs.

“You should’ve said that baby.” Sehyoon grabbed you and harshly slammed you on his thigh holding your hips down. Your face was beat red, your lips quivering as you placed your hands on Sehyoon’s shoulders. You were so horny and wet but for some reason you couldn’t bring yourself to move. Sehyoon frowned, raising one eyebrow. “Aww what’s the matter lil bitch, don’t know what to do? Are you that dumb or did the thought of riding my thighs and cumming everywhere make you dumb?” You softly whimpered when Sehyoon lifted your skirt up. He chuckled, “no panties again? The material of my pants are gonna hurt that cute clit of yours Princess.” Sehyoon hummed to himself as his fingers dipped into you. “F-fuckkk..” you moaned your body shaking. Just as Sehyoon was about to thrust into you his phone rang. With an annoyed look on his face he reached for the phone. Seeing that the caller ID was your brother Sehyoon smirked when he got an awful idea.

Placing the phone back on the couch he put your brother on speaker phone. He looked at you and smiled before fingering you at a fast pace. He didn’t even start out slow. “Hey man how’s it going?” He asked his free hand going up to grab your breasts. You hated that Sehyoon had done this, talking to your brother while fingering you felt so dirty and despite all your attempts to keep quiet you accidentally let a few small moans leave you. “I’ll be home soon, how’s my sister?” Sehyoon smiles at your expression. You were lost already, eyes shut tight as moans cascaded out of your mouth. “I don’t know, she’s probably still sleeping but hey, um, stay out a bit longer man I brought a girl home and she’s really loud and making a mess so I don’t want you here quite yes. She’s quite the shy lil bunny.” After Sehyoon said this he quickly rammed his fingers into your g-spot. “Daddy!” You screamed falling against Sehyoon’s chest. “Jesus Christ man, ok I’ll stay out til 10 for fucks sake. Just clean up the mess..but uh..fuck that dumb whore good huh? Tell me about it when I get back.” And with that your brother hung up.

Sehyoon hummed as he continued. “Did you like that baby? Bet your feeling so exposed knowing that your brother called you a whore without knowing who he’s talking to. Wait til he finds out I’ve been fucking you dumb behind his back. Shit, your parents might kick you out if they find out. You’d have to live with me and be my lil bitch huh?” Sehyoon frowned when he didn’t get an answer out of you. So as quickly at he stuck his fingers in you he pulled them back out. You sat up and whined but got cut off when Sehyoon’s hand slapped you across the face. Not too hard but enough to cause tears to well up in the corners of your eyes. “Aww don’t cry Princess. You only got slapped cause you didn’t answer me. I’ll keep slapping you til you’re no longer a brat now answer me, did it turn you on being a slut in front of your brother?” You were still processing the question when his hand came in contact with you other cheek, the hand that was previously in you. “Yes! Y-yes it did!” You yelped. Sehyoon smiled. “You filthy whore. Ride my thighs already so you can fuck off.” Sehyoon’s words were getting you so wet and hot, you slowly began moving your hips letting out little whimpers as you felt the material rub against your clit.

“So cute, such a slut but so good when she finally gets put in her place. Here, suck.” Sehyoon shoved the fingers that were in your pussy in your mouth and you struggled to suck and grind on his thigh at the same time. Your hips would either halt or you’d stop sucking. “Tsk you can’t even multitask you stupid baby.” At this point tears were leaving your eyes, you were so needy and he was being mean and making fun of you instead of letting you do what you wanted. “Here, let me help you.” Sehyoon pulled his fingers out of your mouth as his hand went to your throat and squeezed it hard. “Be a good Princess and grind on my thigh and my grip will loosen okay?” You nodded and started up again. Tears continued to fall as his grip was still tight. You were afraid of passing out so you went faster rolling your hips against him. Out of surprise Sehyoon tensed his muscles which caused you to stop for a few seconds. Sehyoon didn’t like this as his grip got tighter. You whined as best you could and picked up the pace.

When Sehyoon did it again you tried your best to ignore it. Finally Sehyoon’s grip was no longer as he let go of your throat and grabbed your hair instead pulling your head back. “Ah fuck!” You moaned. You looked down at Sehyoon and he was smiling, his eyes dark. He looked so hot sitting there doing nothing and everything at the same time. You picked up your pace. You had your head buried in Sehyoon’s neck and your broken cries and whimpers were spilling out of you like the cum that was about to exit your body. Sehyoon just chuckled as he held your head to his neck, stroking your hair. You were about to cum, you could feel it. You weren’t sure if Sehyoon would allow you to or not. With what little strength you had you looked up at him with teary, pleading eyes. “It’s not from having my cock or any other part of me in you, you’re getting off all on your own. I can’t make you come princess.” You cried out “Daddy please! Please tell me to cum I can’t without your permission.” Sehyoon looked at you. He looked at you and started laughing, “you filthy bitch. You can’t multitask for shit and you suck at riding my thigh and now you’re asking to cum despite doing this to yourself? How pathetic!” Sehyoon slapped your face once more a little harder this time as the sting caused you to stop your movements for a bit. You weren’t in the mood for his games anymore, you were desperate for him and desperate to cum you didn’t know what to do. So you just continued to ride his thighs whining like the pathetic bitch he said you were.

Sehyoon was getting a kick out of you. He loved seeing you a mess for him, he wasn’t even touching you. Everything that was happening was on your hand. You were getting off on everything and that made Sehyoon want to bend you over and fuck you til you’re screaming his name. He wanted to ruin you but he held back. He still had five days to wrap you around his finger, he wasn’t gonna play fair. He grabbed your face, this time gently as he looked into your hazy eyes that were red and glossy. He smiled at the red marks on your cheeks from his slaps. “I was only joking Princess. You ride Daddy’s thigh so well. However we have so much time to play still. I’m not gonna let you cum so easily, so no you do not have permission to cum.” At Sehyoon’s words you stopped grinding on his thigh. You were shaking and the wetness kept coming but he didn’t say you could cum and that made to start sobbing. You had done everything for him and he still was being mean to you.

“Aww don’t cry Princess,” he said pulling your little body into his arms. He rubbed little circles on your lower back, “I’ll let you cum soon. When you stop being a brat I’ll let you cum over and over and over again until you’re begging me to stop. Just be patient and be a good girl. As soon as that brat is out of you Daddy will give you everything you ask for okay?” Sehyoon pulled you away from him just so he could taste your lips. Your salty tears got him off and the thought of making you cry like this made thoughts of pure sin invade his mind. But he pushed them back and continued his gentle kissing, for now. Sehyoon then patted your butt before pushing you off of him. “Go clean yourself you dirty slut.” You got off his thigh and rushed to the bathroom before he could catch you. Sehyoon scoffed picking up your cum from his sweats with his fingers and placing them in his mouth. He groaned at your taste. “That bitch came anyway.”

[kookinglikeachef]

A.C.E

Requests

Ot5

Junhee

Donghun

Wow/Sehyoon

Byeongkwan

Yuchan

[thefunkao3]

I'm Always Hungry For You || 18+

Pairing: Lee Donghun/Kang Yuchan | Chan

Group: A.C.E

Rating: E (Explicit)

Word Count: 1.9K

Key Words: Vampire, Fluff and Smut, Clothed Sex

Date Originally Posted: January 3, 2021

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It was later than Yuchan would like to be out walking alone, but he had missed the last bus home and his phone was dead, so this was his only option. He shivered as a cold breeze blew and pulled his coat tighter around himself. All of his scarves had mysteriously disappeared, so he was Ieft with a frozen neck every time he went outside in the winter.

He hiked his backpack higher on his shoulders, looked both ways down the road, and crossed the street. As soon as he was safely on the sidewalk, a new chill crept up his spine. But this wasn't a shiver of cold, no. Someone was watching him. He could feel eyes on him. He walked a bit faster and heard footsteps behind him. He walked even faster and so did the footsteps. His breath caught in his throat and his pulse began to race.

Strong arms latched around his waist, “Baby, why are you running away from me?"

Yuchan spun around and slapped at a warm chest, "You asshole, you scared me!"

His boyfriend grinned, cheeky smile lighting up the dark night. Donghun pulled him in close and nosed along his cold neck, then kissed Yuchan's cheek.

"I'm sorry, baby. But you weren't home and wouldn't answer your phone," Donghun said.

"My phone died and Byeongkwan hyung and I worked really late on our project. I didn't realize how late it was, and by the time I did the last bus was already gone. Forgive me?" Yuchan asked.

He made sure to pout at Donghun and batted his eyelashes. Donghun sighed and kissed Yuchan. Yuchan sighed into the kiss, savoring the warmth of lips on his. Donghun nipped at his lips and Yuchan giggled at the sharp sting.

"Are you hungry, hyung?" Yuchan asked.

Donghun nodded, "But not if you're tired. I can wait till tomorrow. I can handle it."

Yuchan sighed and pecked Donghun on the lips, "Silly boy. If you're hungry you should eat. Come on, let's go home."

Yuchan slid his hand into Donghun's and began to lead him home. Donghun lifted their hands and kissed the back of Yuchan's. Yuchan smiled. Donghun was always so worried about Yuchan's health, and it was sweet, but not when it came at the expense of his own health. Yuchan needed his boyfriend in tip-top shape. He could handle being a little sleepy if it kept his boyfriend at 100%.

The walk to their house was cold and slow, but not unpleasant. It was like the long walks they would take in the spring under the shade of Donghun's favorite umbrella, except during winter. Yuchan pointed out a dog sitting in a window and Donghun stopped to coo at it, only stopping when Yuchan managed to drag him away.

Yuchan loved their home. It was a large, Victorian-style home on the outskirts of Seoul that had been in Donghun's family for thousands of years. When he and Donghun had gotten serious, Yuchan had moved in. Luckily, it coincided with when his lease ran out so he could move in, no strings attached. Jun hyung and Sehyoon hyung had been sad to lose his portion of the rent (and him too, probably they were friends after all), there was just something different about coming home to the love of your life.

He stepped into the house and immediately sighed at the warmth that washed over him. He dropped his backpack to the ground and put his coat on the rack, closing his eyes and stretching his limbs.

Donghun laughed, “Were you cold, baby?”

Yuchan frowned and turned to his boyfriend, “Yeah, I wonder why. It could have something to do with all of my scarves going missing. You wouldn’t happen to know anything about that, would you?”

“What, no, what would I do with your scarves?”

Yuchan gripped Donghun by the collar and pulled their bodies close together, “You didn’t take them and hide them somewhere so you could see my neck?”

Donghun chuckled and pressed a kiss to Yuchan’s neck, grinning as he shivered at the touch, “Maybe I did, maybe I didn’t.”

Yuchan allowed Donghun to mouth and kiss at his neck for a little while before he pulled away. Donghun pouted and Yuchan kissed his lips, pulling Donghun away from the doorway. Donghun followed him, arms wrapped around Yuchan’s waist.

“Come on now, hyung, didn’t you say you were hungry?” Yuchan asked.

“Are you sure?” Donghun asked.

“Yes hyung, I’m sure.”

Yuchan wished his boyfriend would be a little more assertive when he was hungry. He knew that it was because Donghun loved him and didn’t want him to get hurt, but it was dangerous for Donghun if he was hungry for too long. Yuchan wanted his boyfriend happy and healthy, and with him for a long time. He could handle a little light-headedness and lethargy for that to happen.

Yuchan pulled away from the hug and grabbed Donghun by the hand. Yuchan pulled him up the stairs, holding tight so that Donghun wouldn’t try to pull away. Yuchan knew that his boyfriend was much stronger than him and would have been able to pick Chan up and throw him down the stairs if he wanted, but Chan knew that would never happen. Donghun was always so careful with him, so gentle as if he was made of porcelain, something to be cherished and protected.

“Did you eat? Are you hungry?” Donghun asked.

“Byeongkwannie hyung fed me tteokbokki, you have nothing to worry about,“ Yuchan answered.

Yuchan stopped climbing the stairs and turned to lean his face close to Donghun’s. He rested his arms on Donghun’s shoulders and leaned close to whisper in his ear, “You know, the sooner you eat the sooner we can have dessert, right?”

Donghun gathered Yuchan in his arms and carried him up the stairs, moving at a quick pace. Chan laughed at the familiar feeling of weightlessness and held on tight to Donghun’s shoulders. Donghun thundered up the stairs as Yuchan giggled, strong arms holding tight under his thighs. Yuchan kissed wherever his lips would reach, cold skin delicious under his tongue. Donghun growled, fingers digging harshly into the meat of Yuchan’s thighs.

“Hurry hyung,” Yuchan said.

Donghun reached the top of the stairs, raced down the hallway, throwing open their bedroom door when he reached it, Yuchan giggling all the while. Donghun threw Yuchan onto the bed, and he bounced when he landed. Donghun crawled onto the bed and fell beside Chan onto the pillows. Yuchan climbed onto Donghun’s lap and smiled as Donghun’s strong hands gripped his waist. Donghun’s eyes were dilated as he looked up at Chan and Chan licked his lips at the hungry look in his eyes. Yuchan pulled his shirt over his head, goosebumps erupting all over his skin as Donghun dragged his hands along his sides.

Yuchan shook his body and leaned down to whisper in Donghun’s ear, “Eat up hyung.”

Donghun grinned and with a sharp noise, large fangs grew from his mouth. Yuchan shivered as the sharp bone glinted in the light. Yuchan let his head fall back and Donghun kissed along his neck, slowly. And then, those sharp fangs sunk into Yuchan’s neck. Yuchan gasped at the sharp sting.

“I’m good hyung, keep going, I’m okay,” Yuchan whispered.

Donghun hummed in response and began to suck the blood from Yuchan’s neck. Soon, Donghun’s cold skin began to warm under Yuchan’s skin, the result of finally feeding after so long without. He placed a hand on Donghun’s head and pet his hair, letting out a groan at a particularly hard suck.

“There you go hyung, you were so hungry weren’t you? But you’re doing so good for me, eating so well,” Yuchan murmured.

With each suck, Yuchan became a little more light-headed, a haze clouding his mind. Donghun pulled him tighter onto his lap, and Yuchan felt his pants begin to tighten. Yuchan whined and rolled his hips against Donghun’s and hissed at the delicious friction.

Donghun grabbed his hips and grinded up against him harder. Yuchan whined again and Donghun finally pulled away from Yuchan’s neck. His lips were covered in blood and Yuchan could feel the red liquid dripping down the side of his neck. Donghun leaned back in and licked along the puncture wounds, helping to heal them quicker.

When Donghun was finally done, Yuchan pulled Donghun by the neck of his shirt and kissed him. His mouth tasted like iron but Yuchan didn’t care, too used to the taste of his own blood for it to bother him anymore. He pressed their hips together, grinding against Donghun with abandon. His pants were unbearably tight and his skin was on fire, and nothing felt so good as Donghun rutting up against him.

“Hyung please, more please, please,” Yuchan whined.

Donghun gripped his hips tight and controlled Yuchan’s wild thrusting, “There you go baby, hyung’s got you. I’m so close, are you close baby?”

Yuchan could only nod, his ability to form words having finally left his mind. Donghun reached his hand up and gripped Yuchan’s hair, yanking on the strands and punching a whine out of Yuchan. He came hard with a whine, whimpering as Donghun groaned under him.

Yuchan collapsed onto Donghun’s chest who stroked a comforting hand down his flushed and sweaty back, “There you go sweet boy. You were such a good boy for hyung, so delicious.”

Yuchan blushed at his words and rolled over onto his back. He pouted up at Donghun, “Dirty.”

Donghun smiled and leaned down to peck him on the lips, “I know baby, I’ll get you all cleaned up.”

Donghun turned to get tissues and Yuchan began to unbutton his jeans. HIs fingers were nearly jelly but he managed to unbutton them, though he couldn’t get them down his legs. Donghun laughed as he saw him.

“Need help, honey?” Donghun asked.

Yuchan tried to pull his jeans off again before he let his arms flop down to his sides and nodded. Donghun smiled and pulled the jeans from his legs, only struggling momentarily at the ankles. After he had successfully helped Yuchan, he undressed himself. Yuchan had to force himself to look away, too tired to do anything else. Donghun began to clean them up, and despite Yuchan’s plans, his cock twitched when Donghun ran the tissue over his sensitive head.

Donghun laughed, “Are you ready again?”

Yuchan flopped his head to the side to look at Donghun, glaring at his boyfriend’s cheeky smile, “No. Too sleepy.”

Donghun threw the tissues away, “I know baby, I’m just messing with you.”

He grabbed two pairs of boxers from their dresser and dressed himself, before manhandling a pair onto Yuchan. Donghun crawled onto the covers and pulled Yuchan under with him, wrapping Yuchan in his arms. Yuchan snuggled close into Donghun’s warm skin, sighing at the kiss Donghun pressed to the side of his head.

“How do you feel sweetheart, you okay? Do you need anything? Hungry? Thirsty?” Donghun asked.

Yuchan shook his head, “Just tired. Feel good.”

Donghun nuzzled along Chan’s neck, “Thank you, baby, I love you.”

Yuchan smiled, “I love you too hyung.”

Yuchan shut his eyes and tucked his face into Donghun’s chest, allowing himself to breathe in the scent of his cologne. Donghun’s arms were wrapped around his waist, strong and sure,  and he knew that the safest place for Yuchan in the world was here, in this bed, with this man. And so, he fell asleep.

[whattodowithkpop]

I Want To Know What It’s Like To Kiss Someone (Jun)

Title: I Want To Know What It’s Like To Kiss Someone

Paring: Jun x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Count: 1.1K Words

Writer: Whattodowithkpop

*****

It was the Friday night just before spring break and my friend, Jun, and I were cooped up in his room. We had a major project that was due the Monday after our break. I wasn’t the happiest about having homework over this break time, which is why Jun suggested finishing it tonight so we could relax and have fun during the rest of the break. When the idea was first pitched it sounded like a great idea, but now that we were four hours in, with still a bit to go, I was ready to give up all together. I was sprawled across Jun’s bed scrolling through my phone while he did some more research. As I was scrolling through my social media feed, a couple posts talking about the school fair caught my eye.

“Did you know the art major's are having a kissing booth?” I ask Jun after many moments of silence.

“I heard someone say they were thinking about it.” He responds, stretching to work out some of the kinks in his body.

“They are currently setting it up.” I tell him as I sit up to show him my phone.

“It will probably be really popular.” He laughs as he turns his chair to face me.

“We should go.” I suggest to him, watching as his body tenses.

“You want to go to the kissing booth?” He questions with his face twisted in confusion.

“Yea.” I smile at him, giving him a look. “It will give me the chance to finally kiss someone."

“You want to kiss one of the guys from our campus?” Jun questions again, his face still holding confusion.

“Not necessarily.” I admit to him with a shrug of my shoulders. “I just want to know what it’s like to kiss someone and if they’re offering.”

“You want your first kiss to go to someone you don’t know?” He asks with irritation, his face showing a bit of anger as his jaw locks.

“Not exactly, but I just want to know the feeling.” I laugh as I watch his anger growing as I stand to walk around the room.

“You should at least kiss someone you know.” Jun states after a few seconds of silence, watching me intently with a glare glued on his face.

“Jun.” I walk up to his chair, looking down at him. “If I knew a guy who would want to kiss me, don’t you think I would’ve done it by now?” I laugh slightly.

“I’ll kiss you.” He argues, standing quickly, his face close to my own.

My mouth drops open as I watch his eyes shake nervously, but he continued to stand his ground, even with his neck reddening in color.

“Jun, you don’t have to kiss me just so my first kiss is someone I know.” I laugh at him as I pat his cheek, standing back to give him some breathing room. “That’s very sweet though."

“I want to kiss you.” He whispers desperately as he looks at me with pleading eyes. His confession causes my breath to hitch, my eyes widening as I look at the man in front of me, his lip in between his teeth as he looks at me with almost a begging expression.

“Jun...” I trail off, worry filling my mind as I think about the aftermath of the kiss.

“Just a kiss.” He interjects quickly, his face faltering into a nervous look.

“I don’t want it to mess things up.” I tell him truthfully.

“It won’t.” He promises, his eyes staring into mine showing his honesty.

I nod my head slowly as I feel my heart beat out of rhythm from my anxiousness. He walks up to me, his hands shaking as he reaches them towards my cheeks. I watch his Adam’s apple bob as he gulps nervously, making me smile as I see Jun’s usual nerves surface. I keep my eyes on his as I smile, feeling comfortable enough around him to not be nervous that my first kiss was going to him.

His hands shakily rest on my cheeks. He studies my face for a moment, his eyes darting between my features lingering on my lips before he stares into my eyes. His eyes flutter close softly as he leans in, his breath fanning over my face, making me feel giddy. His lips gently brush against mine, causing goosebumps to rise to my skin.

He lets out a shaky breath as his lips touch mine lightly. The close proximity between us makes me feel impatient, helping me decide to take matters into my own hands. I wrap my arms around Jun’s neck, pulling him closer so that our lips finally meet fully.

For a short while we stay still with our lips locked, but not escalating it any further. I hear him take a sharp intake of breath through his nose just before he presses his lips against mine harder, moving them against mine to encourage me to do the same. I smile into the kiss, standing on my tip toes to try and get closer, also moving my lips against his roughly.

Butterflies erupted in my stomach, making my head feel dizzy at the feeling. Jun’s hands travel down my side, grasping onto my waist so he could pull me closer to him.

He pulls away, his hands still holding my waist while my hands rest in his shoulders. Our breathing was labored, our chests rising and falling quickly.

“Why haven’t I kissed someone sooner.” I laugh breathlessly as we continue to hold each other.

“I hate to break it to you.” Jun smirks as he takes a few breaths before continuing. “None of those kissing booth guys are half as good of kissers as I am.”

I roll my eyes as I laugh, pulling away from Jun to grab my phone. “I’m sure not.” I could see Jun fidgeting in the middle of the room, not having moved from his kissing spot.

“Jun.” I get his attention by using a warning tone. “You promised things wouldn’t change.”

“Right.” He nods his head as he finally moves to go sit in his chair. “I know.”

Little to my knowledge, Jun’s mind was malfunctioning. His heart was beating rapidly as his lips still tingled from their encounter with mine. He knew he promised nothing would change, but his heart and mind were in agreement. He wanted to pursue this further. But he made a promise, which he intended to keep. Meaning he would have to suffer in silence and long for something that was out of his reach.

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[unknownarchiviste]

This Love, It Stays ｡.｡:∞♡*♥

Hi! I’m back with another short story series. This will be a 5-week event that will start this week. It’s actually an event for February but since I have 5 topics, I will start it a week earlier so it’ll end when February ends. Every week, (except the first week which will have 4 fics) I will post 3 fics. (can’t follow this timeline anymore huhu)

The stories would all have more or less 1000 words (like my usual fics). The stories would be fluffy, soft, or a bit angsty, and all about love. All of them will have happy endings though. Hope you will all enjoy!

Week 1: First Love

it was a bit awkward, confusing, and embarrassing but it was a precious memory i’ll never forget

♡ oneus: dongju - lost ♡ oneus: hwanwoong - misunderstood ♡ onewe: dongmyeong - friends ♡ a.c.e: sehyoon - under the rain

Week 2: Maybe It’s Love

it was quite funny how i thought it was everything but love

♡ oneus: keonhee - keep you ♡ onewe: giwook ♡ a.c.e: byeongkwan 

Week 3: Still in Love

maybe i can avoid you or leave you or hate you but still love you

♡ oneus: seoho - again ♡ onewe: harin ♡ a.c.e: yuchan   

Week 4: Love Again

if this love leaves me broken and hurt, i don’t think i can love again

♡ oneus: geonhak ♡ onewe: yonghoon ♡ a.c.e: junhee

Week 5: Last Love

i am sure that you will be the last person i’ll love like this

♡ oneus: youngjo ♡ onewe: hyungu ♡ a.c.e: donghun  

[not-majestic-bluenicorn]

Behind the Scenes || Wow x Jun

Fandom: A.C.E || Genre: Smut, NSFW, Idolverse || Relationship: Wow x Jun || Language: English || WC: 1,135 words || Warnings: Oral sex male receiving, semi-public sex || Author’s Note: This was entirely prompted by the recent photo shoot and written very spontaneously. || AO3 link

The shooting was going well. Maybe a little too well as they posed in front of the red screen with their stylized version of traditional clothes. Sehyoon thought they all looked great, maybe a little too much, but the one who had definitely robbed his attention was Junhee. The blue hair looked too good on him, and his expressions while taking the pictures were just too much.

It’s not like Sehyoon himself hadn’t managed to steal a good amount of gasps from the other people there. The lip rings were a sure way to attract attention, and he knew Choice would like it. He also knew that Junhee liked them too, if the way he kept glancing back at Sehyoon was anything to go by. Sehyoon had already finished with his individual shooting, so he was just waiting for Junhee to be done so he could snatch him away for a few minutes.

Truth be told, he could just about imagine what Junhee was thinking about when he looked back and stared at his lips. Sehyoon wanted to turn his imagination into reality. Junhee was a good leader to them, and as his hyung, Sehyoon should reward him for being so good to them. 

Sehyoon waited impatiently, arms crossed as he tried to keep himself from just snatching Junhee away. Donghun tapped his back and gave him a knowing smile. Sehyoon should have felt at least a little embarrassed from being discovered so easily, but he was on edge and not doing much to hide it. At least Donghun was understanding.

As soon as Junhee was finished, he called him over. Junhee’s face flushed red the closer he got, and he was still staring at Sehyoon’s fake lip rings. He almost wished they were real if it meant Junhee would continue looking at him with such hunger. Sehyoon grabbed his hand without saying much and pulled him along, stopping long enough just to hear Donghun’s advice.

“Don’t be too rough on him, we still have more shoots left,” the oldest warned them with a cheeky smile, to which Sehyoon replied with a nod.

He pulled Junhee all the way to the changing groups. No one would be changing yet since they still needed to shoot the group photos after Byeongkwan and Chan, so they had a little bit of time. Sehyoon cornered him against a table and kissed him deeply, ripping a startled little moan out of Junhee’s lips. 

Junhee trapped one of the lip rings between his lips, sucking softly on it before Sehyoon kissed him once again, overpowering him. Junhee closed his eyes and forced his hands to stay put where they were, not wanting to ruin Sehyoon’s costume and face the wrath of the stylists. The way the lip rings pressed against his lips felt good, but he wanted to feel them elsewhere.

Sehyoon pecked him softly one last time before kneeling down. Junhee opened his eyes and looked down, a shiver running down his spine as he met Sehyoon’s red eyes. He knew they were contact lenses, but lord did they look exceptionally good on him.

“Your lips…” Junhee murmured, noticing that the makeup had smeared a little.

“Did it smear too much?” Sehyoon continued to stare at him as he carefully pulled the clothes apart, trying not to mess them up too much as he uncovered his dick. 

“A bit…” Junhee nodded, hands clasping tightly to the end of the table as he bit his own lip.

“Gotta be careful with the lip rings, or they’re gonna come off.” Sehyoon whispered as he grabbed the half-hard length and pumped it into a full erection. “You’ll be a good boy right? Stay still and let me give you a reward for being such a good leader.”

Junhee nodded, still biting unto his lower lip as he fought to keep himself in check. Sehyoon wasted no time as he wrapped his lips around Junhee’s head and slowly went down on his length, putting it all inside his mouth. Junhee wasn’t particularly girthy but he was long, and Sehyoon was careful to swallow him whole without choking, before he began bobbing his head.

At first the movements were slow, stealing soft moans and sighs from Junhee’s lips and letting him feel the way the lip rings rubbed against his dick. It felt so good. And then Sehyoon began to move faster, deep throating him and sucking on him hard. Junhee used his hand to cover his mouth as he tried to keep his moans down, but it was hard when even the sight made him want to moan.

Sehyoon’s costume was falling over his shoulders, revealing more skin than was necessary, and his red eyes looked at Junhee with hunger as he devoured him. Junhee’s hips stuttered, but a soft grunt from Sehyoon reminded him that he needed to be good and stay still. He was rewarded for his behavior as Sehyoon hollowed his cheeks and sucked harder on Junhee’s length.

“Wait- I’m-” Junhee gasped, letting out a strangled moan.

The oldest didn’t let go, closing his eyes and focusing all of his attention on Junhee. He tightened his lips and pressed his tongue against his length, putting one hand on the table to support himself. Sehyoon bobbed his head faster, trying to get as much of Junhee’s dick in his mouth before the youngest was coming down his throat with a stifled moan. Sehyoon swallowed until the last drop of his cum, sucking him clean before tucking him in with a sly smile and standing up.

“Are you okay?” Sehyoon asked. His throat was a little spent so his voice sounded hoarse, but he didn’t seem to mind.

“Yeah…” Junhee nodded, still a bit lightheaded. His face was completely flushed red, but he looked quite decent otherwise.

Sehyoon put on his clothes properly again before checking his face in the mirror. His lips were red and his lipstick was smeared, his hair was also a bit messy, but the lip rings had stayed on properly. He smirked, looking back at Junhee. Seeing his current state, he panicked a little, fussing around his hair and tried to make it look a little less like they had been fucking around.

“God, the stylists will murder us…” Junhee muttered, voice full with worry.

“Don’t worry, let’s go back, before they start looking for us.” Sehyoon shrugged, grabbing Junhee’s hand.

“Wait, hyung-” Junhee stopped him. “What about you?” Junhee muttered, trying to keep his embarrassment down, but still worried about the other. Sehyoon smiled and leaned close enough to whisper in his ear. 

“Why don’t you take care of me at home, hm?” Sehyoon suggested, before pulling him out of the dressing room.

The scolding they received from the stylists after that was certainly worth it.

[alexing1061]

Just Like the Rain (Wow/Sehyoon) Prologue

Title: Just Like the Rain

Pairing: Sehyoon X Suhyun (OC/F)

Genre: Fluff x Romance X a bit of drama

Rating: Any mature content will be marked as such

Word Count: 126

Writer: AleXing

Part: 1/?

An AU where Sehyoon hand paints Suhyun's  sneakers because they were ruined by the rain.

Here you go," he said, as he handed her a pair of shoes. "Some stains wouldn't come off so I added a bit of decoration to hide them, I hope you don't mind". 

It had been raining heavily and puddles and mud had been a hard thing to avoid while talking to school. However, only after she arrived at her locker did she realize just how badly ruined her shoes had become. She had thought about getting a new pair anyway, so she decided to toss them out and use her spare slippers to walk home. 

"Why?" she asked, taking the shoes before looking closely at the colorful patterns and flowers. 

He offered her a shy smile, "Let's just say I owe you one from yesterday."

Something new that I’m trying to please let me know what you guys think and if I should continue with this. Also, I’m taking requests related to A.C.E I wanna try making fics based on songs to so please also send those my way!

Chapter 1

[whattodowithace]

When you're upset (A.C.E)

Title: When you're upset

Pairing: A.C.E x Reader

Genre: Slight angst; Fluff

Word count: 1204

Writer: Kpopmadness (Ju)

Warnings: On Donghun's story the reader goes through a panic attack

Summary: A.C.E reacting to different situations in which you are upset. Seeing you hurt also makes their heart hurt for you and driving them to make you feel better.

Chan

“Just leave me alone.” I groan angrily as I go to my boyfriends and I’s bedroom and fall onto the bed. Tears threatening to fall down my cheeks.

“Not until we sort this out.” He whines, referring to my bad day and lack of communication with him unless it was to snap at him. He flops onto the bed beside me and starts rubbing slow circles on my back.

“I don’t want to talk.” I tell him as I bury my head further in the bed sheets.

Chan stops rubbing my back and moves his hands to wrap around my waist, holding me close to him while his head rests between my shoulder blades.

“Then don’t. But let me hold you until you feel better, love.” He whispers.

Somehow, that simple phrase breaks my icy exterior, causing me to break down into sobs. Chan holds me while I cry, never saying anything, just offering comfort through his presence.

Seyoon

“Did I upset you?” Seyoon asks on our drive home from a dinner party.

I don’t answer, I keep my eyes on my phone in my lap. I knew if I said something it would only make things worse because I was upset.

“Why are you not talking to me?” He asks as he tries to take my hand but gets it pulled away.

Seyoon gives out an irritated sigh and keeps driving. Silence stretching between us the whole way home. When Seyoon parks in our driveway, I get out and go into our house without saying a word.

Seyoon closes the door behind me as he tries again, “Was it because of what I said earlier?” Referring to a snarky remark he made at me in front of everyone. Embarrassing me.

To be fair, I knew he was tired. And I knew he didn’t want to go to the dinner party and I forced him to go. It was partly my fault that he was in a sour mood, but I was too stubborn to admit that.

I take my shoes off at the front door and start walking to our bedroom to change when Seyoon’s arms wrap around me, holding me in a tight hug.

“I’m really sorry.” He whispers, his voice cracking. Making me falter.

I let out a sigh and take his hands in mine that were around my waist as I lean into his chest.

“I’m sorry too.” I whisper. Making him kiss my temple and hold me tighter.

Byeongkwan

I lay on the couch snuffling quietly, trying not to draw attention to myself. I had an old scrapbook out in front of me, seeing photos of my parents who lived half way across the world from me made me get more emotional than I thought.

I hear Byeongkwan come into the living room, making me quickly wipe the tears from my eyes. Hoping he wouldn’t notice. It doesn’t work.

“Are you crying?” He asks me, coming closer to where I sat.

“No.” I say quickly, my voice far too shaky to be believable. I meet his eyes and see worry in them, making me somehow lose it again.

Byeongkwan quickly moves the scrapbook from beside me and wraps his arms around me, pulling me into his lap. I cry into his shoulder as he plays with my hair.

“Do you miss home?” He asks me softly.

I nod my head, too upset to even voice my answer. Byeongkwan holds me closer to him.

“You’re okay, baby.” Byeongkwan whispers into my ear as the sobs subside and I slowly start opening up to him.

Jun

I wince as I try to move around, hoping it would help the pain. I had had a migraine all day. The worst I had ever experienced. The pain never lessening enough for me to get relief. By now my head felt like it was about to explode.

Jun comes into our bedroom to see me standing by the dresser shaking with tears in my eyes.

“Why are you up?” He asks gently as he rushes over to me and takes my arm.

“I can’t get comfortable.” I tell him, my voice shaky and my vision blurring.

Jun wraps his arms around me as he scoops me up and places me back on the bed, covering me with a blanket.

“You need to rest.” He whispers to me, wiping away strands of hair that had fallen into my eyes.

I let out a sob and press my hands to my temples, “It hurts to bad, Juhnee.” My voice barely above a whisper.

Jun’s eyes fill with tears as he crawls into bed beside me and let’s me bury my head in his chest as he holds me tightly.

“I promise you’ll feel better soon.” He whispers as he continues to hold me tightly. Somehow, I manage to fall asleep with my head still buried in his chest.

Donghun

We were at a party, it was way bigger than I expected it to be. My nerves already shot from the long day I had had at work. I hadn’t said anything though when Donghun mentioned wanting to come to this party. I just agreed and got dressed. Even though I could feel myself coming apart at the seams.

The music booms loudly, too loudly, people talk and yell over the music. Overwhelming me, making the drink that was in my hands shake with my ever shaking hands. My skin feels hot and the walls feel like they’re going to collapse on me, making me run my fingers through my hair nervously and roam through the room trying to find a ‘safe place’

Donghun finds me in the crowd and walks over, his smile wide. “Are you having fun?” He asks.

I look up at him and his smile quickly turns to a frown as he sees the panicked tears in my eyes.

“What’s wrong?” He asks, quickly taking my drink from my hands to hold them in his.

“I need to leave.” I tell him, my voice shaking.

Donghun watches me for a moment before taking my hand and leading me through the crowds of people, down the houses hallway until he finds an unused room and pulls me inside.

The room is a closet to be exact. A small closet. It’s hanged up clothing hitting me in the face as soon as we step inside, making the space even smaller.

“No...no...no no no.” I whimper, “It’s too small in here, I don’t want to be in here. I want to go home, Donghun.” I cry, my voice getting higher and my chest tighter.

Donghun quickly wraps his arms around me and pulls me into his chest. I fight him slightly because of the confined area.

“Hey.” He whispers in my ear, catching my attention.

“You’re okay, Princess.” He soothes, running a hand through my hair. “Just take it easy.”

I eventually calm down, mimicking the deep breaths Donghun was taking as my head rested on his chest, his grip around me keeping me close to him.

When he sees I’ve calmed down enough he places a kiss on my forehead. “Let’s go get ice cream before we go home.” He suggests, making me smile.