#Gyuvin fanfic

[itstheoneshot]

Kinktober Day 10

Crying - Gyuvin

!sub Gyuvin

“Don’t cover your pretty face, honey,” You coax him, interlocking your fingers with his and moving his hands away, holding them tight, “I want to see you like this.”

Gyuvin pouts at you, blinking a few times to clear his eyes, and a couple of stray tear drops fall down his puffy cheeks. You made him this way, although you hadn’t satisfied yourself yet, you needed more, you needed to see him bawling.

“You look so pretty when you’re upset,” You giggle, readjusting your position in his lap so that you can touch him, your hand wrapping around his cock effortlessly, loving the way that he whimpers as you grasp, “Sweet boy, it feels good, doesn’t it?”

You are gaslighting him, knowing how overstimulated he gets so quickly, knowing that you can overwhelm him with only a few strokes of your hand, finger swiping over the slit to wipe away the droplets of precum that make their way to the surface. His hips buck underneath you, in an attempt to get you to work him harder, chasing the feeling of you on him, knowing that at some point you will give in too, he prays that it is soon.

This isn’t the first time, and he should know better, but your sweet boyfriend is quite… gullible, forgetful, and it is easy to trick him into thinking you will be nice to him, it is as if he forgets every time you are intimate, that you are so fucking into making him fall apart first.

“My beautiful boy,” You smile at him, your free hand cups his cheek, you lean forward to press your nose to his, keeping his eyes trained on yours as your hand moves up and down, “Tell me how you’re feeling baby, no need to be so quiet.”

Gyuvin stutters over his words as your grip tightens, and you revel in the way that his cock twitches in your hand. He is close, you have lost count of how many times you have got him to the edge, his mind is mush, dazed and confused and so, so, so desperate.

“Wanna come,” He mumbles, his blush deepening, “Gonna come, baby, make me come.”

He is telling the truth, and you know he is closer than he has been so far, but you press your thumb over the slit and cease your movements, leaning forward to kiss him as he cries out in pain. You are killing him, slowly, but surely, driving him insane with the work of your hands, your power over him is too much, he has no control and you won’t ever allow it.

“Oh honey,” You sigh, your voice drenched in condescension, using the hand on his cheek to pinch it gently, tears well in his eyes as he stares at you dumbfounded, “Does it hurt?”

Gyuvin kicks his feet as the tears start to fall, unwavering as if a faucet was turned on, all of the teasing has broken him and he just looks so fucking pretty when he cries. You kiss his cheeks, feeling your lips as they wetten, licking the salty tears away before kissing his face again, and then finally kissing him on the lips too.

He whimpers into your mouth as you force him down onto his back, hovering over him now you release your grip on his cock to play with his hair instead. You act bored, disinterested, but you make sure that your bare core rests on his cock, letting him feel how wet you are, almost as wet as his beautiful face is from how much he is crying now. Soft sobs escape him as he tries to pull himself together, but he is basically a shell of the man who you had with you an hour ago, now with only thoughts of release and an end to the pain he is in.

“Hurts, really really hurts,” He blubbers, his hands on your waist try to push you down, he is desperate for some sense of control, but so weak from emotional exhaustion that he can’t do a thing, “Please, please I can’t take it, help, please, help!”

It is impossible to deny him any more, as his cock twitches against you, and you find yourself intuitively leaning up on your knees to line him up with you, and effortlessly letting go to take him fully in. He fills you up, and you fall forward to meet him at his level, kissing him as you wipe the tears from his eyes, though they haven’t stopped yet.

His eyes are puffy and red now, lip quivering as he moans while you ride him, and you cannot get enough of it. He looks pathetic, such a sweet, broken angel, taking his reward with all of the love for you, gratefulness and admiration and downright obsession, exactly as you need it too. He knows exactly what to do to get you there, his hands moving downward, one to grab your ass, the other to play with your clit, urging you closer and closer with every moment.

Suddenly Gyuvin regains his strength, unexpectedly you find him on top of you a moment later, quicker than you could even process the movement. His eyes are still teary, though the crying has come to a stop, too preoccupied with filling you again, taking only another second to find your hole and bottom out, this time in control, you spread your legs wider to accommodate him, so that you can lift your hips up and give him a better angle. You take him deeper than before, head spinning as he hits the spot inside you that makes you see stars.

“Gyuvin-ah,” You gasp, the pleasure hitting you with the force of a ten tonne truck, “Holy shit, don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop.”

You are the one slurring now, body rocked with the intensity, Gyuvin’s remaining tears drop down onto your face as your high ascends, breaking through without warning, fast and hard as Gyuvin’s thrusting speeds up to try and match it, unable to hold himself back anymore he comes harder than he has in so long, the pent up endless edging finally over, painting your insides white with the abnormally large load he releases, filling you to overflow and spill on the bed sheets below you, but neither of you care about the mess.

“Thank you,” Gyuvin murmurs breathlessly, collapsing beside you after he pulls out slowly, “I really, really needed that.”

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Kinktober 2024 Masterlist

[carmesi-butterfly]

thoughts on submissive gyuvin at 3:10 am

my first time writing smut, i feel like this turned out awful but i did my best ok 😔 because it's the first time i do it i don't know how to tag most of the stuff,, sorry

my random thoughts about submissive gyuvin. word count 591. warnings overstimulation, dumbification (?), sex without condom, finishing inside. no proofread.

"a-ah... i ca-ah! i can't believe you're doing this to me" were the only coherent words dropped from your boyfriend's mouth.

hours of overstimulation ended up with a destroyed gyuvin, his hair looking messy and his body all sticky covered by a mix of sweat, saliva, and sexual fluids of all the orgasms you took out of him, a few of them being yours too. poor gyuvin was being fucked so well by his partner that he couldn't even tangle two thoughts together to form a simple sentence, just babbling words as a way to express how fine it felt.

every bounce to his dick made him drop a moan as if it was an automatic setting in his body, please don't make fun of him, it's so hard to handle it :( your cunt sucking him for the who-knows-what time in the last few hours, milking him dry till the last drop.

"you think you can cum again, sweetie?" you asked, in such a sweet voice that made the boy think he could finish by only hearing you. the riding became more hectic, your pussy slamming into his dick harder, filling the room with the sloppy sound of your bodies roaming into each other, desperately looking for the so-desired orgasm.

"i can't, i c-can't" cried, his head moving from side to side, denying repeatedly. "it's too much..." his groans were accompanied by a strong grip on your hips trying to calm your peace, an act that was contradicted by his hips rocking with yours.

"you can puppy, just one more and we'll be done, you've been so good today" your words became more needy, one of your hands left his shoulder to caress his face and forced him to look at you, maintaining visual contact while reaching the last stage before ecstasy.

tears unleashed through his eyes, gyuvin's dick was so sensitive that it felt as if it burned him but at the same time the sensation came to be addictive, only you could make him feel like this, all submissive and dumb by fucking him senseless, how humiliating it was for him; being so big and ending up dominated by you. luckily for his sanity both your climaxes were around the corner, minds dizzy with pleasure and leaving all the work to your bodies, like animals fulfilling a primal desire.

between moans and muffled words, your boyfriend's orgasm came, filling your pussy up with his cum not before holding you strongly as an eager act to maintain you motionless, heavy breathing was the only thing resounding in a room where all kinds of vocal and corporal sounds could be heard just a moment ago.

"puppy, i didn't finish," you said, your faces being so near that your lips were almost touching. it hit gyuvin like a truck, dropping him out of the cloud that was taking over his mind and making him land in the real world, he knew what you meant by saying that. "i guess we will have to go for another round... if that's what you want, of course,” your lips brushed his, ghosting his attempt at kissing you.

he could be tired, overstimulated, sensitive and a lot more, but leaving you unsatisfied wasn't an option he was willing to take, mainly because of his pride, but secondly because despite ending up defeated by you and your immense sexual appetite he enjoys it, it would be a lie to say he didn't, you must be so happy! getting to ride your boyfie again while he whimpers <3

[heeheesang]

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[latriii]

10 REASONS ✶ 김규빈 KIM GYUVIN

₊· ͟͟͞➳ PAGE THREE ✶ yuchae on the loose?

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₊· ͟͟͞➳ 10 reasons to get him to hate her, 10 reasons to get her to love him. You’ve always known Kim Gyuvin had a crush on you, it was a known fact throughout the school due to his outgoing personality. Once senior year hit, you realized how much Gyuvin was starting to ruin your chances with other guys so you decided to make a list on ways to make him hate you while Gyuvin did the complete opposite.

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[zhounauts]

YOU, YN LN, HAVE NEVER EXPERIENCED LOVE especially not the giggly, feet-kicking first love that you’d look back at when you were old, wrinkly, and married. all you got was the sad, wall-punching, unrequited admiration type of love. and it frustrated you. it frustrated you so much. it especially didn’t help when all around you seemed to be happy couples, no matter how disturbing or cute they were. it also especially didn’t help when your childhood best friend, chaewon, got a boyfriend.

so when you woke up today, opening the window to be met with the first snow of the year, that stupid feeling that you had no one at all crept up again. the fact that you would get snow before love, made you feel as if mother nature was flipping you off.

you shut the window and bury yourself back into bed. or atleast you try to, because at that moment your mom busts down your door yelling at you to get up. “nooooooooooooo,” you groan.

“what is wrong with you?” your mom asks, giving you a look. she sighs, before she rips the blanket off from on top of you, leaving you screeching for it back.

“GIVE IT—”

”GET UP!” she yells, shutting you up with the volume of her voice. you can only lay in defeat, before getting up and getting ready for the school day.

school is like hell. as soon as you set foot into the building, fifty more couples appear in front of you. they are all giggling, walking close together, sharing hot packs, making you absolutely sick to the stomach. you always played it off to your friends that you just merely were not interested, and that seeing couples engage in such activities made you feel disgusted.

in reality you wished that you had what they had, being able to laugh, and share secrets with a special someone. you sigh again, even louder this time, eliciting a look from xiaoting, your seatmate.

“okay, what’s wrong?” she asks.

“nothing. . .” you mumble.

“now we both know that’s bullshit,” she answers, “what happened?”

“no it’s just—” you sigh again, and then yelp as xiaoting bonks your head.

“stop sighing!” she exclaims.

“. . .i wanna know what it’s like to experience love,” you whisper under your breath.

“what???”

“i wanna know what it’s like to experience like, requited love,” you say louder, “i always feel like i'm missing out, y'know? and then the people i do end up liking never like me back,”

“you aren’t missing out on anything,” she says, shaking her head, “listen you don’t need a guy in your life to make you feel happy alright? and, also there is no way, no one has ever liked you back?" you groan.

"hanbin, juyeon, mr. lim, so many more" you groan, "man, and now we can add gyuvin as well,"

“MR.LIM!?. wait i can get that. . .” she mutters, "hanbin and juyeon graduated last year. . .and wait. gyuvin!?"

“what?”

"you like him??" you shrug.

"you cannot be serious," she mumbles, "so stupid, both of you. pay extra attention today,"

“huh!??” you ask, "hey why--"

“looks like class is starting, can’t talk,” she shuts you down, you give her a stank eye before turning back to your textbook as the teacher walks in.

by the time lunch rolls around, you still have no idea what the hell xiaoting was talking about earlier. nothing seemed out of the ordinary, you had your normal classes, then during the break went to the snack shop where you did the usual thing. and then you went back to class, and then went to lunch where you were now.

“xiaoting!” you exclaim as she places her lunch tray down, “what the hell were you talking about earlier??”

“wait, are you serious???” she asks.

“what do you mean, am i serious???” you watch as xiaoting shares a look with chaewon and then the rest of the lunch table and they all laugh.

“yn, c’mon,” kazuha giggles, “there’s no way you can't see his feelings,”

“notice what feelings? who's feelings? who is 'his'?” you ask, “guys actually, I have no idea what or who you are talking about,”

“a certain fluffy, brown haired guy?” chaewon asks.

“super tall?” kazuha chimes.

“we always see him at the snack shop during breaks?’ haerin adds.

“that could be a lot of people,”

“NO IT COULDN’T!” haerin screeches, “oh my god yn! how do you not see it?”

“i genuinely do not???” you ask, now getting offended.

“kim gyuvin goddammit!”

“oh,” you pause, “wait what about him?” you watch as your whole friend group seemingly slams their head onto the lunch table, mumbling and grumbling in disbelief.

“what about him!? we literally just said!” chaewon asks in disbelief, “no way yn,”

“no actually, how the hell?” xiaoting asks, sighing “there's no way you don't think he likes you,"

“just, pay close attention yn, you’ll see it,” kazuha sighs.

you’re starting to think that you’re stupid because nothing has happened. you had paid extra attention to gyuvin, but his actions, his teasing, bothering, and bickering were all normal. all very platonic. listen, you loved your friends but them feeding into your sorrow, love-deprived life delusions were not it.

“boo!", someone exclaims, hands on your shoulders jumping up. you yelp and shove the person away knowing who it was.

“gyuvin," you deadpan. he matches your stride, slowing down to walk at the same time as you. he smiles his little smile.

“yn” he copies. it goes silent between the two of you, before he starts, “i was just wondering i—if uhm,” you stare at him in confusion. gyuvin slaps both his cheeks with his gloved hands, and you watch as he shakes his head and mumbles incoherent things. “i was wondering if we—”

“the wind’s messing up your hair,”

“what?”

“the wind’s messing up your hair,” you answer, reaching your hand up and gently brushing his hair back in place and as you pull your hand back, you make eye contact with him. his face is completely rosy and his eyes are widened in a slight panic. you furrow your brows in confusion.

“are you sick? it’s cold right? do you want my hot pack?” you take the hot pack from your jacket and hold it out to him.

“you can’t just do that out of nowhere. . .” he mumbles. you stare at the boy intently, he was not acting strangely. he was acting normal. this was his normal behavior to you. jokes and teasing that were borderline flirting, the usual confidence that you saw he had with his friends, nowhere to be found, his eyes, unable to meet yours, and his constantly rosy cheeks. they were all— oh

your cheeks burst up into flames, not from the cold, but from figuring out what your friends meant. all this time you spent acting upset about your constant unrequited crushes, had led to you not realizing gyuvin’s feelings. you cover your face, embarrassed, before turning around and so that you can run away. gyuvin grabs your arm.

“wait! wait—”

“no!” you exclaim.

“no?’ he asks confused, “are you okay?”

“yes!”

“yn??” he asks, still incredibly confused.

“nothing! nothing! just walk me to the exit!" gyuvin complies, letting go of your arm and walking besides you. it’s silent between the two of you, your revelation making you suddenly incredibly nervous. you’re so lost in thought you almost barrel down into some kids before gyuvin clumsily pulls you back. right into him. you yelp in surprise, and shove yourself away from him.

“woah—” he says, stumbling. “yn??”

he stares at you concerned, eyes wide and confused. you mumble something quietly back to him, “eh?”. you're so flustered all you can do is grab some snow from the ground and throw it at him, leaving him gaping. “exCUSE mE?”

“you're so stupid!”

"why!???"

"you should've just told me you liked me dumbass!"

"wait," he stops, "YOU KNOW!?"

"i spent this whole time thinking that'd no one would ever like me back, and i started adding you to my list as well!" "wait. . .you like me back!?" he screeches, freezing in place. it's silent again between the two of you, before gyuvin buries his face into his hands. he slaps his face again, before looking at you straight in the eyes. "let me be yours," he mutters, and all you do is nod, letting gyuvin take your hand into his, leading you away. and in the frost of the first snow of the year, you had never felt so warm.

a/n IT SNOWED AGAIN RAHHHH! no school today, but school tomorrow and midterms that i have not studied for next week. i will be disappearing so take this and enjoy it !

[jujitto]

☁️﹒𝖢𝗅𝗈𝗎𝖽 𝟫 ♩ ⁺ 𝖪𝗂𝗆 𝖦𝗒𝗎𝗏𝗂𝗇

⭒ ۪ ׂ ۪ 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗋𝖾 ۪ ׂ 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿 ⭒ ۪ ׂ ۪ cw ۪ ׂ 𝗇𝗈𝗇𝖾 ⭒ ۪ ׂ ۪ wc ۪ ׂ 𝟢.𝟫𝗄

⭒ ۪ ׂ ۪ 𝗌𝗒𝗇𝗈𝗉𝗌𝗂𝗌 ۪ ׂ 𝗀𝗒𝗎𝗏𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗎𝖽𝟫. 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇´𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗒. 𝗆𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗒 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌. 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇´𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌.

There was a smile on your face. There always was when it came to him. Being with him made you feel like you were floating, walking on clouds. It's just for the little things he does.

How his lips would turn up ever so slightly at the corners whenever he saw you. How he always found a way to sneak into your arms or vice versa. The way he would press his nose into the crook of your neck when he hugged you.

His dopey-in-love smile he would always show you. Yep, it's official. You both were walking on cloud 9. You loved it.

You loved the way he would get all shy around you, even if he was the one who asked you out. He was a nervous wreck the whole time, stuttering and stumbling over his words. Like now he took your books and held out his hand for you to hold.

Kim Gyuvin had that dopey smile on his lips that you couldn't help but fall in love with him again. You slipped your hand into him as you two made your way across campus.

"You look very beautiful today," Gyuvin mumbled, his eyes never leaving you. "Thank you, You look quite handsome yourself."

Gyuvin smiled. He felt the heat rise to his cheeks. You always noticed how Gyuvin was never afraid to compliment you, but once he received one he was a blushing mess. It was adorable.

He always knew what to say, and he was never shy about giving them. But sometimes he was so sweet it was unbelievable.

The way he would leave notes in your bag, or the way he would always remember your favorite foods. Like today, he surprised you with your favorite snacks on his way to class. He was the sweetest, you were convinced.

You were so caught up in thinking of how sweet he was that you didn't realize he had stopped walking. You looked up at him with a questioning look, wondering why he had stopped. He just stared at you, smiling that same dopey smile that was making your heart race.

"Do you have to go to work after school today?" he asked. "No. Why?" you said, cocking your head to the side. He squeezed your hand and continued walking.

"Because I want to take you out tonight," he said. Your heart skipped a beat. "Take me out?" you asked.

Gyuvin nodded. "I want to take you out for dinner. On a date. With me." he said, a blush creeping up his neck. You smiled and nodded your head. "Yes. I'd love that."

He let out a breath. "Okay, good." He was so cute. His nervousness was making your heart melt. He was always so sweet. He always took such good care of you. He was perfect.

As the two of you walked across the courtyard, you couldn't help but stare at him. The way his dark hair fell into his eyes. The way his lips curled into a smile when he caught you staring.

"I can't wait," you said. He looked at you and grinned. "Neither can I." As the two of you approached the building, the bell rang, signaling the start of the next period.

"Guess that's my cue," you said, letting go of his hand. He grabbed it back. "Wait." You looked at him and smiled.

"Can I kiss you?" he asked, his voice barely a whisper. You smiled and stepped closer to him. "Of course you can."

He smiled and cupped your cheek in his hand. He leaned forward and pressed his lips against yours. You closed your eyes, savoring the feeling. The kiss was gentle and soft. It was perfect. You pulled away and looked at him, his dark brown eyes twinkling in the sun. He looked so happy.

"I love you," he whispered. You smiled, and leaned forward, pressing another kiss to his lips. "I love you too."

When you got to your class, you sat down, pulling out your notebook. You couldn't stop smiling.

He was everything to you. He was your world. And he loved you just as much as you loved him. And you were looking forward to spending more time with him.

Because he was everything. You could spend an eternity with him. And you wouldn't have any regrets.

You sighed, resting your head on your hand, daydreaming about Gyuvin. The next thing you knew, the bell rang and you jumped. The class was over. "Time to go." You gathered up your books and headed towards the door. Gyuvin was waiting for you, his dopey-in-love-with-you-smile still on his lips.

"Are you ready to go?" he asked, holding his hand out to you. You smiled and laced your fingers with his. "Yeah. I'm ready."

He beamed, and tugged on your hand, leading you out of the building. He was the love of your life. You were going to cherish every moment you had with him. "Come on." he said.

"Where are we going?" you asked. He smiled. "Just wait." You grinned. He was a romantic. He always found the best places to take you.

You followed him, letting him lead the way. You knew this date would be perfect. There was no doubt in your mind that it would be. Especially when it was Gyuvin who had planned it.

Your dopey-in-love boyfriend who would go to the moon and back for you. your boyfriend, who made you feel like you were walking on clouds. Floating above the heavens. He and his love made you feel like you were on cloud nine. A place where you never wanted to come down from.

[bloomingdayswithyou]

Angst with gyuvin x f!reader, she likes him but he rejects her and ends up regretting it !

Echoes of Regret

Pairing: Gyuvin x f!reader (high school au)

Words: 496

Rating: angst but with a good ending

In the corridors of their high school, y/n's heart danced to a secret rhythm whenever she saw him – his name, a symphony that resonated through her thoughts. Gyuvin, with his magnetic smile and effortless charisma, effortlessly captured the attention of everyone around him, including y/n. As the days turned into weeks and the school year flowed onward, y/n found herself drawn deeper into her feelings for Gyuvin. Every stolen glance, every shared laugh in the hallways, only intensified the emotions she held close. Her friends often teased her, sensing the unspoken connection that seemed to linger between them.

One day, y/n finally mustered the courage to confess her feelings to Gyuvin. She waited by his locker, heart pounding like a drum. As he approached, she swallowed her nerves and blurted out her confession, the words tumbling forth in a jumbled mess. She watched his expression, her hope suspended in the air.

Gyuvin's warm smile faltered slightly, his gaze softening. "Y/n, you're an amazing person, but I think of you as a friend," he replied gently.

Y/n's heart ached at his words, but she managed to offer a strained smile. "Of course, Gyuvin. Friends."

As the weeks went by, y/n masked her disappointment behind a brave facade. She continued to spend time with Gyuvin, their camaraderie unchanged on the surface. Yet beneath the surface, her heart bore the weight of unrequited love. Despite Gyuvin's rejection, their friendship remained steadfast. They laughed, studied, and shared countless moments, all while y/n wrestled with the remnants of her unspoken feelings. As she watched Gyuvin from afar, she couldn't help but wonder if she had misread the signs, if her heart had led her astray.

One evening, during a school event, y/n found herself lost in a sea of people, her eyes inevitably gravitating towards Gyuvin. He stood in a circle of friends, his laughter ringing out like a melody. A familiar pang of longing tightened y/n's chest, a bittersweet reminder of what could have been. But fate, it seemed, had a twist in store. As y/n glanced around the room, her gaze landed on a girl, a stranger from another school. The two seemed to share a connection that was impossible to ignore. They laughed, danced, and their chemistry was palpable.

Gyuvin, from across the room, couldn't help but notice the girl's captivating presence. An unfamiliar pang of regret tugged at his heart. He had rejected y/n's feelings, and now he was witnessing her share a moment of genuine happiness with someone else.

As the night wore on, Gyuvin found himself approaching y/n, his heart heavy with unspoken words. "Y/n," he began, his voice tinged with a hint of regret. "I've been thinking, and I realized that I might have made a mistake." Y/n's gaze met his, a mixture of surprise and curiosity in her eyes. "What do you mean?"

"I should have seen what was right in front of me all along," Gyuvin confessed, his voice earnest. "You're incredible, y/n. And I regret not realizing it sooner." Y/n's heart fluttered at his words, the emotions she had buried resurfacing with a vengeance. "Gyuvin, I appreciate your honesty, but it's too late now."

Gyuvin’s gaze held a silent plea. "Is it really?"

Y/n hesitated, torn between the past and the possibility of a different future. As she looked into Gyuvin’s eyes, she saw a genuine sincerity that resonated deep within her. Perhaps there was room for second chances, for a love that had been overlooked. With a hopeful smile, y/n extended her hand toward Gyuvin. "Maybe it's not too late after all."

Their fingers intertwined, the threads of their story weaving a new chapter. In the midst of high school corridors and the echoes of their shared history, y/n and Gyuvin embarked on a journey of rediscovery, their hearts daring to rewrite the script of their intertwined destinies.

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I FORGOT TO BOOST THE CRACK FIC ON HERE: THE BITCHASS GYUVIN CENTRIC OCTODAD CROSSOVER HOLIDAY CRACK FIC

COME GET YOUR CRACK🥊

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SUMMER'S #1 PERK

genre. fluff. warnings. gyuvin is shirtless ‼️⁉️ n reader gets very shy. AND GYUVIN IS SO FLIRTY GOD. not proofread cause it's 6 am and i'm going to sleep but i'll fix it later if i have to skdjsk. pairing. gyuvin x fem!reader. wc. 1k. request. requested by 🥟 anon for prompt #27: "eyes up here, idiot" ++ written for @blue-jisungs <3 (i forgot if this was a deal before or not but uhh ik im getting gunwook in return for finishing this so a win is a win 💪) a/n. the zb1 delusions continue guys (send more in if u have any 😭‼️)

You had never been a fan of summer. The overwhelming heat, sticky sweat, and endless free time just clashed with you. As soon as summer started, you were already counting down the days until it would end, much preferring winter to it any year. 

But, as you sat on the pool chair under an umbrella, you realized that summer might have at least one perk to it. And that was your boyfriend shirtless at the pool.

You had been dubious at the idea of swimming with your boyfriend’s friends when he suggested the idea to you that morning. It was only your second or third time hanging out with them, and you never particularly liked water activities. But all your prior reluctance seemed to have disappeared into thin air the second Gyuvin walked out of the house with iced lemonade in his hands and a very clear absence of any swim top. 

You couldn’t help but blush at the sight. Truthfully, the most you had seen was him in a tank top as the weather got warmer. You were always one to take things slowly, and while you knew he worked out and definitely had muscles hiding underneath, you were never in a rush to see them. Maybe because you knew you would get flustered like you were now. 

Gyuvin’s eyes searched for yours, as they always did when he was apart from you for any amount of time. His face brightened when he spotted you sitting cross legged on the pool chair, book in your lap, trying your best to look anywhere but him. 

“Want some lemonade?” He asked as he walked over, holding a cool glass topped with a pink straw and a paper umbrella. The sun shined straight down on him, doing wonders to warm his skin tone to a rich golden colour, his chest and abdomen catching the warmth of it as well. 

He had told himself he wouldn’t get his hopes up about your reaction to him being shirtless. He loved having an effect over you; it boosted his ego. But he didn’t want to be cocky. It was true that he had worked on his chest and abs a little harder specifically for you. Who could blame him for wanting to look nice for his girlfriend? He just wanted to match up to how pretty you were.

He didn’t miss the way you were avoiding eye contact, or the flush that was taking over your face. Now that he saw how shy you were, he couldn’t help the grin that spread to his face. You took the lemonade from him and used it as a distraction, although you snuck another peak at his stomach when he handed you the glass.

“The boys want to do a relay race. I’ll be back once I win!” He said cheerfully, leaning over your chair to give you a kiss on the forehead.

You let out a sigh of relief when he turned away from you, so sure you were going to completely melt into a puddle under his stare if he looked at you for even a second longer. Watching him from a distance was infinitely easier on your racing heart.

The boys did several rounds of relay races, and then started to play catch with some pool toys. You just watched them with a smile on your face. They were having fun, and you loved to hear your boyfriend’s laugh. He was on a team with Jiwoong, Yujin, and Ricky for a game of pool volleyball, and somehow, miraculously, they won against the others.

You saw Gyuvin cheer, hugging Ricky in celebration. It was cute how hard they celebrated just for winning a game of pool volleyball. Gyuvin then turned to you, grinning as your eyes met. You smiled at him and he beckoned you over to him, meeting you at the side of the pool.

You dipped your feet into the water, sitting on the poolside as the other boys got out to dry off. Gyuvin swam over to you, still somehow taller than you despite standing much lower in the water.

“Did you see I got the winning point?” He laughed, pushing his hair back off of his forehead as he got to the edge of the pool. 

“I saw! It was a super close game.” You smiled as he wrapped your legs around his waist, closing the little distance between you two. “You know, you distracted me from my book.” You draped your arms around his bare shoulders, not minding how they were still wet from the water.

He started to smile, “Oh? How so, baby?” He teased, already knowing where this was going. 

“How am I supposed to focus on anything when you’re shirtless?” It was hard to even say it in front of him, the sight of his smirk widening making you blush. You would’ve run away from his teasing if you could, but he had you trapped, hands securely on your waist, keeping you close to him.

“Eye's up here, idiot.” His eyes twinkled as he lifted a hand to your cheek, feeling how warm it was. You couldn’t even think of a suitable defense to save yourself from the embarrassment given how your brain was short-circuiting. Not that Gyuvin gave you any time to respond regardless, much more focused on capturing your lips with his. 

Seeing you shy only made him bolder, confidence bubbling in his chest more than it ever had before. Your blush was already the most adorable sight Gyuvin had ever seen, but to know it appeared because of him made his heart warm in his chest. 

Summer’s biggest perk was definitely this. Shy giggles, flushed cheeks, and warm kisses shared in the pool with your (shirtless) boyfriend. 

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Accidentally confessing to your crush after mistaking his number for your friend's one - kim gyuvin x reader

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WE'RE NOT FRIENDS | K. Gyuvin

Description. Gyuvin's not jealous - he doesn't even have a reason to be. You two were just friends who fucked sometimes! But in the back of his head, he knows he yearns for more, but do you?

Not tryna talk, just tryna kiss ya'. NOT FRIENDS // LOOΠΔ

Pairing. Fwb!Gyuvin x Fem!Reader

Warnings. MDNI. Smut, Curse words, Oral, Penetration, Condom Use (Wrap it), Crying (Not in a bad way)

Word count. 4K

Note: I wanted to do something better than this but I also wanted to get it out! Inspired by my anons who loved jealous gyuvin <3

You smile as you enter the dorm, greeted immediately by Gyuvin's friends. They must've known you were coming, you giggle as you follow through the hallway, Hanbin immediately going into a spiel about something that happened at work that morning.

You nodded in understanding, "You're so strong 'Bin, I would've thrown the drink at the customers face."

He laughed as he shook his head. "I'd be jobless."

You're about to respond when you're pulled away by a chattering Matthew, "Dude I have to tell you about this new machine they added to the gym-"

"Wait wait," Jiwoong appears out of seemingly nowhere. "First I have to show you this cat I took a picture of!"

He pulls out his phone, Hanbin and Matthew growing silent as they want to see the cat as well. You gasp in adoration as Jiwoong locates the picture. "Awe! Oh my goodness, he's so fat!"

Jiwoong nods. "Exactly!"

He's about to continue when Taerae comes barreling out of his room, dimples appearing as he speaks. "I heard your voice and came running."

You scrunch your nose, teasing. "Gosh, I didn't realize you were all so excited to see me."

"You need to come around more often so we can update you normally," Hanbin offers before looking apologetic. "Instead of clamoring around you before you can even make it to the living room."

You chuckle in response. "It's okay, I don't mind."

"Hao's out, but Ricky and Gunwook just left to go get us food! What do you want? I'll text them!" Matthew interjects, already typing on his phone before you wave him off.

You grip the box in your hand. "Ah, it's okay. I'm not staying, just came by to-"

"You're not staying?!" Yujin walks up before crossing his arms, wearing a pout. The younger always knew how to guilt trip you with those puppy eyes.

"I just came to drop off something for Gyuvin." You look around, noting that indeed, as you had thought, none of the boys around you were him. Funny how the others were more excited to see you.

"Oh come on," Taerae places a hand on your shoulder. "You should stay, eat with us!"

You stand awkwardly, not sure if Gyuvin would want you to stay. He hasn't even come out of his room to greet you yet. "I don't know.."

"Please?" Yujin begs, and you always had a soft spot for the younger boy. He reminded you of a little brother who just wanted his sister to stay for dinner. How could you say no to that?

"Well," You contemplate, you really should just drop the box off and leave. You sigh in defeat though, the faces around you looking so excited at the prospect. "Okay, I'll stay."

"Yes!" Jiwoong smiles, as the others look visibly happy as well. They were always so kind to you, and you were always glad Gyuvin's friends took a liking to you.

Oh, right. Gyuvin.

"I'll be right back, okay?" You say, making your way through to the point of the visit's room. You knock softly on his door, knowing it was just him alone in there, but also not wanting to disturb him if he was busy.

He opens the door, eyes immediately shifting to the box. He reaches it for it, "Thanks-"

You pull it back towards you. "Hey, how are you? Oh me? I'm doing just fine, thanks for asking! I did just drive all the way here to bring you this package that you ordered to my house so that way your roommates wouldn't get into it! Oh wow, thanks for the favor, I appreciate it so much that I'll even come greet you by the door when you get here."

He waits for you to finish your rendition as he looks down, your little mocking speech leaving him unamused. "You had plenty of people to greet you at the door."

You narrow your eyes, shoving the box into his hand in annoyance. "That's not the point, I came to see you."

Gyuvin just stares before he opens his mouth to speak but he's quickly interrupted by Matthew entering the hallway. "Food's here!"

You don't move, standing as you wait for Gyuvin to say something, anything. But he just gestures behind you before repeating, "Food's here."

You turn in disappointment, you don't know what you wanted him to say. But it definitely wasn't that.

You join the others at the dining table as they scoot over to make room for you. Seeing as one of them is missing, there's just the right amount of chairs.

Normally, you'd sit wherever there was room, but Ricky was quick to greet you and offer you the seat next to his. He pats the chair, "This one's open."

That's bullshit, Gyuvin notes. There were several other chairs that were open because not everyone was sitting yet. Like himself, who was waiting for you to sit so he could sit next to you.

That dream slowly dies in front of him as Jiwoong takes the seat to the other side of you, having to strangle off Hanbin for it. He shows you something on his phone that has you smiling brightly.

And for some twisted reason that he can't exactly explain.

Gyuvin hates it.

It's the same feeling he felt deep in the pit of his stomach earlier. He came out of his room right away to see you, but was stopped in his tracks when he saw the others hovering over you.

You seemed to forgotten who you had even come to see, so he sulked his way back to his room, unable to pinpoint what exactly it was that he was feeling.

Ricky, being the little shit he was, would call it jealously every time he would spill about his feelings —He only resorted to consulting him after Jiwoong suggested it was indigestion— but Gyuvin disagrees.

Why would he even be jealous? You two were just friends!

Friends who regularly fogged up his car windows from the backseat in an empty parking lot when he needed to clear his mind.

Friends who would often grind on each other in the dark of his room, his computer screen the only source of light in the late hours of the night.

Friends who were on their knees for each other when the other was stressed, because that's what friends are for, right?

But the word remained. Friends.

Even if he wanted to be jealous, he couldn't be, he had no right. You two weren't anything, he doesn't even think you like him like that.

But he thinks that if he has to watch Matthew wink at you one more time, he's going to slam his head against this table. But he's not jealous! Right... It was fine, everything was fine.

"Hao's gonna be upset he missed you, he's learning that one classical song you like on violin." Hanbin speaks up before leaning onto his hand. "What was the name? I can't remember"

Ricky vaguely recalls. "The one from Howl's Moving Castle?"

"Oh my gosh, he's learning Merry Go Round of Life?" You light up in your seat, clearly impressed. You forgot you had mentioned your love for the classical piece to them before.

Gyuvin can feel himself growing bitter, since when did you like that movie? Or that song? And why did he feel so left out right now? And even worse, why was Hao learning it for you? That felt so.. romantic.

"I've never seen that movie." Gunwook innocently comments as he places his chopsticks down.

"Me either." Taerae sighs as an idea pops into your head.

"Oh they're having a special showing of it at the theater next week for it's anniversary! I wanted to go but I didn't think anyone would wanna come with." You pout before raising a brow. "Unless you guys wanna go?"

The two are quick to nod and it's not long before the others pile on and ask if they can tag along too. Gyuvin's pissed, why didn't you just ask him? Of course he would've went to the movie with you. He didn't care what you two did, he just liked spending time together.

Truth be told, you were going to ask Gyuvin. He was your first option, seeing as he's your best friend, but since he was acting weird, maybe it'd be best to hang out with some of the other guys. What was his deal anyways?

Ricky breaks you from your thoughts. "Oh I saw this necklace the other day with your birthstone, but I wanted to ask you before I bought it."

Gyuvin is seething.

"Ricky," You smile as you place your drink down, eyes never leaving his. You were well aware of his habit of dropping money on his friends. That necklace was definitely way out of your price range. "You don't need to buy me anything."

"I want to, it was pretty." He grins, awaiting Gyuvins reaction in his prerifrial vision.

You quirk your head to the side. "I'm sure it was."

"Just like you." Ricky continues as he sees his friend gritting his teeth in the seat across from him. Ricky knew what he was doing, but he was tired of seeing you two run around in circles with each other. He just wanted to just nudge you two in the right direction, or so help him.

Now, Gyuvin could handle everything else. The other boys were just being friendly, he knows they meant well. But his notably attractive supposed best friend directly flirting with you in front of him?

Yeah, that was a no go.

Everyone else at the table grew quiet, knowing Ricky was treading into dangerous territory. Sure, they were a little overbearing at times but even they knew of the unspoken rules pertaining to you. It was known that you were off-limits, a rule set specifically by Gyuvin.

Your face heats up slightly as you stammer for a response, "O-oh.. well.. I think.."

Gyuvin stands, making a commotion as he does so, the noise of his chair scraping the ground enough to call everyone's attention. He turns to you, "Can I talk to you outside?"

You look to Ricky and then back to Gyuvin, unsure of what you should do. But you ultimately know better, "Yeah."

You follow Gyuvin to the balcony, him shutting the curtains away from the prying eyes of his friends as he slid the door closed, at least he knows they can't hear him out here.

He holds the railing, pretending to be entertained as he watches the cars below pass. He doesn't know what to say.

You shift on your feet, waiting for him to speak. You knew when your friend was angry, you just didn't know why.

"Did I do something?" You break the silence.

Gyuvin can't hold it in anymore, he changes the subject. "What are we?"

Your brows furrow as you look taken aback. "What are you talking about? You say it all the time, we're friends."

His lips press into a thin line before he admits, "I don't think friends get jealous over their friend like I do."

"What?" You lean closer. "Jealous?"

"Yes," He maintains, like it was the simplest thing in the world. "I'm jealous seeing the boys crowd around you! Or Jiwoong taking all your attention with some stupid pictures on his phone! Or Hao being able to play your favorite song for you!"

You look down. "Gyuvin-"

"Please just listen," He breathes in, afraid of what you might say. "I did walk out to greet you today, but you looked so busy with them that I felt like you didn't even notice me missing."

You lay your hand over his, encompassing it as he holds the railing. "You know what I was thinking the entire time they were talking to me?"

He shakes his head, willing his hands not to tremble under your touch. "What?"

"I was wondering where you were." You reveal, averting your eyes. "You're my best friend Gyuvin, I'll always look for you."

There it is, that ugly feeling in his stomach again.

"And that's all I'll ever be?"

You're shocked. "What're you trying to say?"

He cuts you off from asking anything further as he blurts out information he hadn't even had time to process yet. "I think I like you."

You stand straighter, still unable to look him in the eye. "You do?"

"I don't want you to go to the movies with Taerae or Gunwook, I want you to go with me! I should be the one buying you gifts, not Ricky!" He raises his voice a little in frustration as he recalls earlier.

The immediate clarity washes over him as he realizes he's out of line. "I'm so stupid, I'm sorry. I know we're not exclusive and I have no right-"

You cut him off from his ramblings with a kiss, lips crashing into each other with an all too familiar feeling. Except this time, it's not just lust taking over, it's something different. And you don't want it to stop.

You run your hands through his hair and pull him closer, if that's even possible, and deepen the kiss. Gyuvin's beyond surprised because if there was one thing you didn't do — it was kiss.

He can recall all the times you would be fumbling with his shirt as you tried to pull it off, and he would try to catch your lips in his, only for you to abruptly pull back and refuse. Friends don't kiss, you had said.

He really hoped this meant what he thought it did.

You gently release him from the kiss, cheeks flushed as you point inside. "Not here, let's go to your room."

"We can't go inside, everyone will hear." He reminds you before teasing. "And you're never very quiet."

You roll your eyes as you snark, "Yeah well you aren't exactly a silent mouse either."

He laughs under his breath before it dawns on him. "My car?"

You snap your head towards him as you look unconvinced. He's about to suggest something else when you grab his hand while shrugging. "Your car it is."

You drag him inside, running past a table of prying and confusing eyes, who's calls for your names you ignore, and yank his keys off the hook. You two bolt out the front door, and could the elevator be any slower?

Finally, you reach his car and climb into the backseat.

You immediately pull him onto you, wanting to kiss him until you couldn't breathe anymore. He was making you dizzy, you needed him more than ever.

He felt the exact same way, revealing in you as he was content on just kissing. His body betrays him though, your clothed cunt laid directly beneath his dick now, and suddenly he's grinding with such vigor despite the fact that you had only just began.

You break the kiss before you whisper, “Do you have a condom?”

His eyes widen, "Y-yeah, in the center console."

You wait as he just stares at you, you'd be lying if you said it wasn't a little awkward. "Well I'm a little stuck here so-"

He snaps into it before digging through and retrieving one. "Right! Right.."

You smile a little at his antics, you were horribly whipped. Though he doesn't take his pants off immediately, instead opting to pocket the condom. He fumbles with his hands a little nervously, "Do you think I can eat you out first?"

"What?" You stammer. Sure, he had done it many times before, but he never been this nervous. There's something so whiny in his tone, like he needs it more than you do. So you oblige, "Alright."

He lights up at that. "Lean back."

You had never been eaten out this way before, usually Gyuvin was grabbing you to sit on his face, to which usually ended up in you teasing and grinding on it. 

But he has no qualms about it, as he dives right into laying his tongue against your heat. He teases for a bit, running it over your clit before you buck up your hips in protest. “Please Gyuvin, just make me feel good, no one can like you.” 

His pupils blow wide. "Fuck, yes baby."

Then he gets to work, tongue entering you as you swear you start to see stars. He doesn't let up, burying his face between your legs as he holds them down on either side of the small car seats.

He's leaving marks on your thighs from how hard he grips them as leverage. He's swirling his tongue around your swollen nub, taking in the taste of you.

You gasp out in pleasure, hips slightly bucking but your strength is nothing against Gyuvins. You're lost in pleasure, but you miss him though, you want to see your pretty boys face. You want him to kiss you again.

"Feels so good," You moan out, tears pricking your eyes.

"You taste even better." He mumbles against your clit. "Love that I get to have you like this, who is this for? Please just say it's for me."

You nod, before remembering he can't see you. "You! Haah- only you!"

He speeds up, slurping you with determination you had never seen before. You grab around, unable to really see due to teary eyes, and attempt to pull at his hair. "Wait, wait."

He lifts his head up, "What happened?"

"I-I wanna.. see you," You babble, "Wanna see you, Gyuvin."

His heart thumps at that, you wanted to look at him? He crawls towards your face as he pulls you into another sloppy kiss, mouths sliding in motion as you can taste yourself on him.

You can also feel his dick poking at your leg, begging to be freed from its constraints. So you lean your hand down and press on it, while he lets out a strained, "Oh - shit - feels so good."

He trembles at your touch, unconsciously bucking his hips into your leg. You tap him, "Can you take your pants off?"

He nods, almost humorous in the way he throws his bottoms off. You sit up as he does too, and push him back against the seat. He still has his underwear on, so you draw your finger around the waistband of it.

You rub him through the material, watching as his face contorts in pleasure and he lets out stagnant whines. He wants more, but above all, he wants to be good for you. "Please touch me, please use me."

You can't believe the words coming out of his mouth. Gyuvin was always more leaning on the soft dominant side, never had he begged for you like this so shamelessly.

He doesn't stop there, even after you slide your hand below. "I want you to fuck me so badly, I can be good for you! You won't need anyone but me- fuck - agh!"

You graze the tip with your thumb before you start pumping him slowly, his plush lips parting as he moans. You can feel your wetness gathering even more simply at the noises he lets out, and you know you need him just as bad as he needs you.

"You look so good like this," You admit, wanting to tease him a little. "So cute with my hand wrapped around your swollen fat dick."

"Please, don't talk like that," His face flushes as he whines at your vulgar choice of words.

"Why not?" You play innocent, fluttering your eyelashes.

He turns away in an attempt to hide his face, but you still hear what he says loud and clear. "I don't want to cum in my pants."

You smile, quirking your head the side. "What if I want you to?"

"Then I wouldn't be able to fuck you," He mumbles as he bites his lip, though he looks like he'd give into your wish if you kept asking.

You perk up at his eagerness. "So I can't put your dick in my mouth?"

His eyes widen in protest, "N-No!"

"Shh," You speak as you lean into his ear, hand still moving as you suppress a giggle at him getting so worked up. "Where's the condom?"

He stiffs up at that, looking around for his pants as you remove your hand. He hurriedly rips open the package once he pulls it out of his discarded jean's pockets, and fumbles with his hands as he slides it on.

You move to lay down on the seats, Gyuvin craning his neck as he hovers over you. His length prodding at your entrance before you knew it. His tip running over your folds in hesitance.

It was far from the first time you've both done this, but he felt ten times more nervous than he ever has. And maybe a bit more appreciative. He winces, "I can't believe I get to fuck you."

You look him in the eye, finding his statement a little amusing. "What?"

"You're just so pretty," He mutters, and he avoids your eyes. "I always get scared that one day you'll decide you think one my friends is hotter, and just decide to stop talking to me."

Your face turns soft as his sudden vulnerability, even if he was about to rearrange your guts. "Trust me, that never would've happened."

"Really?"

"I kissed you back there because I like you Gyuvin." You confirm, the moment feeling so warm despite your lack of clothes. "I never thought I'd be with anyone but you."

He doesn't respond as he slowly slides into you, trying his best not to rut into you. He was holding back a lot tonight, he wanted to show you how much he cared. You couldn't help but feel this was romantic as well, even if it was inside a cramped car.

His eyes can't help but drift down, watching as your walls sucked him in perfectly. He lets out a soft, shattered gasp as you clench him when he finally bottoms out. "Mmm, you always take me so well."

You cry out a little before slurring out his name like a mantra. "Gyuvin, move, please move, fuck - I need you to move."

He moves back a little before he thrusts into you, hands intertwining with yours as he starts to pound into you faster. You weep, lost in pleasure as his tip kisses your g-spot repeatedly.

He can't help but let his emotions in again, "I hate how they look at you. Want to tell them you're all mine but-"

"I'm yours!" You gasp, squeezing his hand as it becomes too much. He's fucking you so deep that you can feel him in your stomach, and you're sure the bulge is visible.

He stops in his tracks, and you're scared you said something wrong. Before you voice it, he cuts you off. "Say it again."

You breathe, confused almost before you realize. You look him in the eyes as you repeat it. "I'm yours."

"Shit," His face flushes as he looks down. "I just came."

"From that?!" You raise your brows, this was unlike him. Never has he came this fast, and the embarrassment was about to settle in.

You're so in love, you don't even care. "Well-"

You're unable to say anything else as he thrusts back into you, catching you off guard. He trembling as he continues, "W-want you to-"

You shake your head, unable to fathom how he's even still hard. His stutter tells you he's sensitive though. "I don't need to."

"But I need it," He whispers lowly. "Need you to cream on my cock."

You can barely process his words as you grab his hand in yours, "Show me how bad you need it."

Gyuvin almost dies from shock. He feels he must've died already with how you treat him so heavenly. So he doesn't stop, pushing himself to the point over overstimulation as he shakes. Nothing you say could stop him now, he was too far gone into you.

"Can't believe you decided to choose me," He rambles as your bodies meld together. "I don't deserve it."

You feel yourself start to tear up, unsure if its from your feelings or from the intense pounding you're getting. Your eyes well up nonetheless, "I'd choose you every time."

He cranes his head into the crook of your neck as his pace never falters, sighing as he kisses away your tears. "As your friend?"

You borderline laugh, sniffling as you do. "Don't be stupid, I don't think we were ever just friends."

He thrusts into you one final time before you're crying out from pleasure, your orgasm running over you. You intertwine your hand with his as you pull him closer. He whispers you through it, telling you an endless string of I-love-you's with baited breath.

Yeah, you two were not friends.

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Kinktober Day 22

Pet Play - Gyuvin

!dom Gyuvin

Gyuvin loved cats. He had his own dog, Eumppappa, and of course, she was his baby. But he loved cats so much, and always complained that he couldn’t own one. He was constantly sending you photos of stray cats, naming them, whining and moaning that he wished he had a bigger house so he could get one without worrying about fighting with the dog, but alas.

One day, you had enough. You made a stop on your way home from work at a sex shop, knowing exactly what you wanted, and not caring about the cost behind it. A pair of white clip-on cat ears, a white and pink lace collar and leash, and the most important item of all… a white, fluffy tail attached to a plug. You were only new to ass play, but felt confident that you would make this work, anything for Gyuvin, right? You buy the items, and gratefully accept them in an inconspicuous bag to take home.

Upon your arrival, you find the house is empty, and when you check your phone you see that Gyuvin had texted you. Just taking Eumppappa for a walk, silly, I’ll be back. You sigh in relief, taking the opportunity to shower and prepare yourself, and once dry, you take your purchases out of the bag and make yourself… catlike.

You hear the front door open, and giggle as you hear Eumppappa’s scampering feet as she runs up the hallway, heading towards the living room where her bed is, she always needs a nap after a walk, and that gives you more privacy.

“Oppa!” You call out, readjusting your ears, and making sure that the tail is tight and secure in your ass, you wrap the end of the leash around your wrist and take one last look at yourself in the bathroom mirror, “I have a surprise for you.”

Gyuvin’s footsteps are purposeful as he makes his way to you, right at the time that you step out of the bathroom and he stops dead in his tracks only a metre away. You smile softly, tilting your head to the side with widened eyes, playing into your natural aegyo, smile fading into a pout.

“Holy shit,” Gyuvin sighs, his breath catching in his throat as you turn to the side, giving him just a little view of the tail you have in, “Baby… you look so fucking hot.”

You step forward and close the gap between you, reaching up to hold his shoulders, letting the leash fall out of your hand, the chain clanging as it hits the floor. Gyuvin’s hand races up to your cat-ears, playing with the fur between his fingers, his gaze darkening as he continues to process what he sees. You trail your fingers down his chest, feeling his body through the thin t-shirt material he is wearing. His hands slide down your back, desperate to feel your tail, but so distracted by your ass. One hand moves to take the leash, and he tugs on it gently, testing it out, groaning as you let out the softest meow when he pulls a little too tight.

“I hope I can suffice as the cat you’ve always wanted,” You giggle, “Until we move somewhere else.”

“Oh, you do,” Gyuvin nods, “My pretty little kitten.”

He turns and walks, with you eagerly following out of both excitement, and fear of being choked by the collar, towards your bedroom, where Gyuvin makes himself comfortable on the mattress, moving back to make room for you between his legs. You perch on your knees, sitting back as much as you can without hurting yourself on your tail, and wait expectantly for his order.

“Come here, kitty,” He coos, pulling at the leash to bring you closer, “Good girl, come to appa.”

You straddle his hips, and he drops the leash to grab your ass and pull you closer. His cock already tenting in his tracksuit pants, you paw at the hem of his shirt and he laughs before obliging you, tearing the material over his head in one swift move. He grabs the leash again and tugs you forward to kiss him, his other hand slipping between your cheeks to feel where your hole clenches around the metal toy inside of you. He moans into your mouth, already growing impatient, and pushes you away to quickly pull his pants down too.

“Do you want me to ride you?” The words fall from your lips far too innocently for how dirty they are, “Kitty wants appa’s cock.”

From older brother, to daddy, Gyuvin’s attitude has changed completely. He nods and you lean up on your knees so that he can guide you down onto his cock, mewling as he fills you, so big, so fucking big. The pleasure hits differently when your ass is already full, and your eyes roll back as you roll your hips down to take him in all the way. Your body shakes from the stretch, but you try to remain focused, obsessed with the way that Gyuvin stares at you hungrily.

Soon he rolls you over to hit it from the back, wanting to stare at the tail for a moment before he uses the leash to pull you up so that your back is flush against his chest. The new angle has you blabbering, falling apart within moments, your high racking through your body with force as he pulls you back into him with every thrust, the plug going in deeper as his cock does too. You aren’t sure at what point Gyuvin releases, but the bulge in the lower front of your stomach from his cock begins to go down as he slows, softening ever so slightly inside of you but he does not want to pull out, not yet.

“I think we should stay here tonight,” Gyuvin murmurs, kissing you softly as he readjusts your ears, “I’m gonna need more than just one round with you dressed like this.”

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[niki-phoria]

touch, touch, 심장이, blush, blush, 두 볼이 / rush, rush, 뜨거워져

pairing: kim gyuvin x gn!reader (no pronouns used) genre: fluff word count: 597

notes: whoever pointed out that gyuvin looks like song kang ily, this is kinda bad i'm sorry, reader is a uni student bc so am i but i tried to make it nonspecific, not proofread !! pls forgive any mistakes <33 title from zerobaseone - melting point

KIM GYUVIN lets out a quiet sigh as he buries his head against the crook of your neck. stray strands of his dyed hair tickle against the skin of your neck, sending shivers racing down your spine at the ticklish feeling. “hi gyu,” you say, allowing him to lean against you as much as he wants. 

he all but melts into you when you wrap your arms around his waist. his knees press into the cushion of your couch, cautious about leaning too much of his body weight against your chest. the tension in his body escapes in waves, allowing the weight of the world to momentarily slip away from his shoulders. “long day?”

“yeah,” gyuvin mumbles. his voice is muffled against the fabric of your hoodie; his breath ghosts against your skin. “i was having trouble with the choreography all day.” 

you hum, slowly beginning to rub your hand against his back. your nails gently scratch against the fabric, tracing miscellaneous shapes against his spine. “do you want to talk about it?”

there’s a short pause before gyuvin answers. your hand never ceases in massaging against his back, patiently awaiting his response. “no,” he finally murmurs, choosing to shake his head instead. “i’ll ask hanbin hyung for help later.”

“okay,” you nod, though he can’t see it. you count the seconds along with the slow rise and fall of his breathing. a comfortable silence overtakes your apartment, only interrupted by the quiet turning of your ceiling fan and the occasional hum from your refrigerator. 

gyuvin’s hands slip down to rest against your hips. he drums his fingertips along to an imaginary beat along your waistband. “tell me about your day,” he says quietly, breaking the previous silence. 

“my day was good.” gyuvin smiles softly in response. he leans in, pressing a chaste kiss against your neck; you recognize it as a signal to continue. “i passed that exam i was worried about. you were right, i shouldn’t have stressed so much about it.” 

he chuckles quietly, making your lips quirk into a smile of your own. gyuvin shifts slightly so his head is leaning against your chest. 

“and i finished my essay,” you continue. “i need to proofread it again before i submit it.” 

“i’ll help you with it,” gyuvin says. he yawns softly, settling his head against your shoulder. “if you want, of course.” 

“that would be great. thank you.” 

he hums quietly. his grip around your waist slowly begins to relax as his eyes flutter shut in longer and longer increments. gyuvin’s fingertips ghost against your waist as he skims his thumb against your bare skin. you shiver at the contact, though he doesn’t seem to notice. 

“y/n,” he murmurs. tired eyes meet your gaze when you turn to face him. he seems to shine beneath the gentle glow of the setting sun as he smiles softly. “you know i love you, right?”

a light flush spreads across his cheeks when you chuckle. his eyes flutter shut when you reach up, carefully pushing his bangs away from his eyes. “of course i do.” 

gyuvin raises his head just enough to press a chaste kiss against your cheek. his lips just barely brush against your skin, leaving the hint of his cherry chapstick behind. he smiles brightly, leaning his head against your chest once again. 

you raise your hand from its place against his back, carefully carding your hand through his hair. gyuvin quietly sighs when you twist the strands between your fingertips; your nails gently massage his scalp. “i love you too, gyu.”

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YOU'RE THE SUN THAT'S IN MY EYES ( SEOK MATTHEW )

— two best friends, a million missed hints, and one group of very impatient matchmakers.

୨୧ fem!reader 𖦹 ( 1573 words ) ⩇ fluff & crack

You had a problem. A very big problem. And that problem was Matthew.

Matthew was your best friend in the whole world. He had been for a while. Except, somewhere along the way, being around him started to make your heart race, and suddenly, you found yourself harboring a very inconvenient, very distracting crush on him. It was ridiculous, honestly. Your heart only acted up because Matthew was nice. He was sweet to everyone, not just you. Surely, you’d get over this stupid infatuation soon. But the more you tried to ignore it, the worse it got.

It was all his fault. Seriously. Because how were you not supposed to swoon whenever he grinned at you? You felt like a complete fool, getting all giddy like a lovesick teenager when Matthew probably didn’t even notice. He was just being friendly, right? That’s what best friends do!

But there were moments. Little moments. That made you question this. Like that one time, when you went to get coffee before an exam, and he’d taken your cold hands in his, lifted them closer to his mouth, and pressed his lips against them to warm them. You were not prepared for that. You swore your knees buckled the moment he did that, heart beating fast and hands still shaking as you went into the exam.

Or how, in class, he always insisted on sitting next to you. His leg would always be pressed against yours, a constant point of contact that left your skin buzzing. And when you pulled away, you’d see his shoulders slump in disappointment from the corner of your eye.

And then there was the heart. The stupid, wobbly-looking heart he once drew on the back of your hand while you were studying. Normally, he’d just draw a penis to annoy you, but no, this time it was a heart. And he’d done it with that little grin on his face, like he knew exactly what he was doing to you.

Matthew was infuriating. Infuriatingly adorable. He was also the funniest and kindest guy you knew. No matter how bad your day was, he always greeted you with that infectious smile—the kind that made your heart stumble and your lips mirror his before you could stop yourself. That was the effect Matthew had on you. He was your walking sunshine, and you were hopelessly addicted to his warmth.

Matthew thinks you’re the stupidest girl on earth. And yes, the prettiest too, but he’ll get to that part later. Right now, you were the stupidest girl ever! He was grappling with the fact that despite all the obvious hints he’d been dropping, you were still completely oblivious to his feelings. It was driving him insane!

He’d been trying so hard to make it clear—flirting, being extra touchy and attentive, drawing hearts on your hand (which he swore was a huge gesture)—but you seemed to think he was just being friendly. And don’t even get him started on Taerae, who kept insisting that Matthew’s so-called “hints” weren’t hints at all, just Matthew being his usual bubbly self.

Matthew strongly disagreed. To him, it was crystal clear that he was practically waving a neon sign that read “I have feelings for you!” He was convinced that if he came right out and told you he loved you, you’d just smile and say, “Thanks,” thinking he was just being friendly. It was infuriating, and frankly, a little heartbreaking.

Maybe you liked Matthew just as a friend. Maybe you were immune to his charm. But if that were true, then why did you look at him like you wanted to kiss the life out of him? And why did you turn bright red whenever his hand brushed against yours, as though a mere touch was enough to set your whole world on fire? So many questions in his head, each more perplexing than the last. He felt like he almost had the answers, but then a creeping doubt would settle in—what if he was just reading too much into it?

The more he tried to make sense of your reactions, the more tangled his thoughts became. The way you laughed at his jokes no matter how lame they were, the way you leaned in unconsciously when you spoke to him, and the way your hands would idly reach up to his hair and play with it—it all seemed like more than mere friendship to Matthew. But the thought that he was just seeing what he wanted to see haunted him.

It didn’t take long for your friends to catch on, too. And God, were they annoying about it. Hao would peer at you and Matthew over the top of his glasses, face scrunched up in utter disgust whenever you two shared even the briefest interaction. A smile? Cue the exaggerated eye roll.

Gyuvin and Ricky weren’t any better, making it a point to cough obnoxiously loud whenever Matthew was trying to speak to you.

“Hey Y/N, your hair looks—” cough, cough. “I really like your—” COUGH, COUGH!

It was like being under constant surveillance by a team of over-the-top drama queens.

Gunwook, though, was the real menace. He’d lean in to give Matthew a hug and end up “accidentally” pushing him toward you, sending you both crashing to the ground in a tangle of limbs. And yet, despite the chaos, neither of you seemed annoyed. If anything, you both secretly enjoyed the feeling of being in each other’s arms, touches lingering just a little longer. And though you’d never admit it, your friends knew. They’d just watch you and Matthew smile at each other with knowing smirks.

Yujin took things to an entirely new level. He’d let out a loud, dramatic gasp whenever your hand brushed against Matthew’s, throwing his hands over his eyes like he’d seen the most scandalous thing ever.

And Jiwoong—this guy had a knack for trickery. Somehow always convincing you and Matthew to wear matching clothes or accessories without either of you realizing, until the boys saw you.

The moment you’d walk in with Matthew, both of you wearing an item of the same color or print, they would erupt into cheers, saying that you two were “basically a married couple now.”

Taerae would then start singing a sad ballad, dragging out every note as much as possible, while wiping fake tears from his eyes, while Hao, Ricky, and Gyuvin would start coming up with baby names. The teasing was relentless.

Hanbin was the only normal one among you. The one beacon of sanity. If anything, he probably felt more embarrassment than you or Matthew ever did. While everyone took a chance to push you two together, Hanbin would just watch from afar, arms crossed, head shaking in disappointment. And when he noticed that you and Matthew actually enjoyed the teasing? Oh, that made it even worse.

Like that one time at a café. The whole group was seated, enjoying their drinks, when Gyuvin decided to be, well, Gyuvin. “Kiss her! Kiss her!” he chanted loudly, just because you’d taken a sip of Matthew’s drink. And of course, the others immediately jumped in, some even banging their fists on the table like they were at a sports game rather than a quiet café. They yelled louder and louder, forgetting about the innocent people around who were probably annoyed by the chants. Hanbin, as usual, just stood off to the side, pretending not to know any of you. His face was buried in his hands as the barista shot your group a death glare. The inevitable happened: you were all kicked out. And Hanbin, red-faced and mortified, sighed deeply as he trailed behind the rest of you.

But nothing could compare to the stunt they’d pulled just now. You and Matthew had cluelessly stepped into the elevator, like you always did, only for it to break down while you two were trapped inside.

“Shit, what do we do now?” you asked, pressing the buttons on the elevator with urgency.

Matthew wrapped his hand around your wrist and gently pulled you toward him. “Don’t worry, it’s probably just the boys playing another prank,” he said softly.

You relaxed at his words. Ricky probably paid someone to do this—at least, you hoped. You went to stand beside Matthew, leaning on the cold elevator wall next to him.

After a few moments of comfortable silence, you rubbed your temple and said, “Honestly, they’ve lost all sense of shame.”

Matthew chuckled at your words and turned to face you. “You know, maybe we should just save them the trouble and go out.”

You cocked an eyebrow at him, but the grin on your face gave your feelings away. Matthew’s hands were immediately on your hips, pulling you toward him.

The others waited with bated breath, hoping you’d be stuck long enough for something to happen, hoping this would finally force you two to make a move. And it worked. When the doors finally pried open a few minutes later, there you were, mid-kiss, with Matthew’s hand tangled in your hair as you both finally gave in to the tension that had been building for what felt like forever.

The second Gyuvin saw you, he screamed at the top of his lungs, “THEY FINALLY KISSED! OH MY GOD!” as he jumped around. Meanwhile, Yujin stood there, completely flabbergasted at the sight in front of him, mouth hanging open.

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[cyberkunizz]

rainy and cozy sex w ricky would save me

💌: omg anon i love you for this ask

smut, fluff

tw: fem!reader, smut, p in v, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap!!), cumming inside, pet names,not proof read, if i missed something lmk!

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Rainy and cozy sex with Ricky would be slow and passionate, it would not be fucking but rather love making. He would love and pay attention to every part of your body, making sure you feel loved.

It was raining outside, the weather canceled your plans for a picnic date, but the day turned out even better than expected. At first, you we’re disappointed after seeing the weather forecast, but Ricky quickly suggested to make it a movie-night date instead.

You were both supposed to be watching the movie you put on, but the movie was the least of both of your concerns currently. You both only cared about having each other, right now, as he passionately fucks you, praising you all the way through it all.

“F-fuck baby… s’ good for me… only for me, r-right?” he chokes out, chasing his high. “Y-yes… fuck!!” you can barely reply as you feel a knot tightening in your belly.

“Good girl… so close baby…” he praises you once again, feeling how your legs started shaking, he lifted one of his hand off your waist putting it on your tight, slowly caressing it.

“I-inside please… ricky…” you say as you feel both of you reaching your peeks. “shit… of course baby… i’ll give you what you want..” he whispers in your ear as his orgasm washes over him, as you feel him fill you up, you cumming alongside him.

“I love you so much baby.” he coos at you

“I love you too.”

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[zhounauts]

pairing: gyuvin x f! reader METALLIC GREEN, WRAPPED WRIGLEY’S 5 GUM IN SPEARMINT RAIN. that’s what you always chewed. gyuvin wasn’t going to lie, the first few weeks of being your seatmate drove him crazy. the graveyard of crushed, bright green wrappers, the constant chewing and crinkling of new gum packets being opened. it bothered him. there was just something that ticked him off seeing you popping stick after stick into your mouth, crushing wrappers and folding them into hearts and random lobs.

or maybe it wasn’t the gum and noise. instead, it was you. the owner of the gum. the cause of the noise. the cause of distraction. it wasn’t the gum, no, it was you that bothered him. it was you, and the fact you paid more attention to the gum instead of him. gyuvin wanted to deny it, but the more he complained about it to ricky and gunwook, the more the feeling of realization creeped onto him. and then it became undeniable. kim gyuvin had a fat crush on you, and you seemingly had zero interest in him.

the most gyuvin had talked to you was when you had apologized for elbowing him, or when the two of you were paired up for an interpersonal in japanese class that he miserably failed . other than that you always hung around in your friend’s classrooms, and when he did see you all you did was unwrap, unwrap, unwrap. there was never conversation unless mandatory, and it drove him absolutely nuts. but he was going to change that, and he was not going to let a pack of gum stand between him.

the ticking of the clock echoed throughout the silent classroom, only the sound of mr.lim in the front talking about some history or something like that. gyuvin only watches the clock, the end of class seemingly hours and hours away. he glances towards you. you had long stopped taking notes a while ago, and instead, had taken to folding origami flowers, gluing petals together. a pile of six flowers lay on your desk, and gyuvin watches as you start to fold another one. this was his chance.

���how do you do that?” he whispers, laying his head down on the desk to face you.

“hm?” you answer, glancing toward the boy staring at you.

“that,” he points.

“the flowers?” you whisper, “it’s easy,”

“show me,” gyuvin retorts. you smile at him.

“what color do you want?”

“what’s your favorite?”

“lilac,” you answer, grinning. you reach into the compartment under your desk, and hand him the stack of your lilac post-its. gyuvin takes a post it, staring at you expectantly.

“okay, you gotta remove the stick part of the post-it first. . .” and as you direct him, he’s barely listening, his eyes watching you and you only. your voice becomes a welcome background noise amongst the sound of scratching pencils, flipping pages, and chalk on a board. and as he watches you, he could care less about the origami flower in all honesty, he only cared about you.

oh how he suddenly wished history class would never end.

the color lilac is associated with the blossoming of a new romance and of new beginnings

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