#Hwang Hyunjin x fem reader

[cinhomi]

okok i saw you wanted some ideas so here we go:

y/n is a waitress at a diner and one day skz comes in, but hyunjin can’t take his eyes off her. he keeps coming back to the diner and doesn’t leave until closing time anddddd I’ll leave the rest to you!!

this is a real y/n experience 🤭 but you didn't specify if skz are famous or not in this so I'm taking some liberties 😈

ALSO I'M SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG I KNOW THIS ISN'T MUCH BUT I HOPE YOU WILL STILL LIKE IT

Reservations for a lot of people are usually a nightmare to receive. Dirty dishes all over the kitchen, orders appearing from nowhere like mushrooms in a forest, rude people making demands over demands, and overall too much noise.

So when you personally answer the restaurant's phone and hear about eight people asking for a table... well, two tables, for tonight? The scream you let out is unfortunately just in your head. Your colleagues turn around when you shut the cordless phone on its stand, and your hands go to grab your hair, desperately. They hear the news. You all will be without any hair on your head by the end of the day.

It's the third time they call you over to take some orders, and the second one that they giggle when you come closer to their table. Weird. How much do men even eat? Do their stomachs have an end? More than annoyed, you're impressed by how many plates are stacked on the two tables. You carefully take them, and the towers these guys built are somehow stable and you pick them up effortlessly… they must be experts in the art of eating at restaurants.

“Can we please have some more rice?” someone asks, and a few others agree, but there is just one guy… he never talks when you come to hear their requests, or clear the space.

When you get a good glance at him behind the counter, when one of his friends goes to the bathroom and leaves an empty spot in front him, you feel your breath being knocked away from your lungs.

Plump rosey lips appearing more and more beautiful as they move with his words and part when he eats. His cheeks are a bit tinted, maybe from the alcohol he's been drinking since they arrived. Eyes long and feline, irises shining under the dim light right above his head, that also makes his long hair appear as a frame for his face, with his skin being the color of honey carefully crafted by expert bees.

His gaze finds yours once again, and he stops talking. The mole under his left eye twitches a little, as he tries to focus more the image of you in his vision. It makes you blush.

You see his friends nudge his elbow when they catch him staring in your direction, and a choir of teasing noises arises as they notice you were staring right back at him.

You come back to their table, and every time they try to embarass him, but you just smile and giggle at their jokes, not really noticing how your face always assumes the same color of gochujang. He smiles and keeps looking at you every time as if lost in thought, maybe used to his friends teasing him a lot. He must be someone popular. He has a kind face.

His friends call him Hyunjin.

Hyunjin smiles at you whenever your eyes meet and he always thanks you when you bring food or drinks.

Hyunjin sits straight and smiles absentmindedly all the time. He looks like a lovesick puppy.

Hyunjin is the only one that stays at the restaurant at almost closing time, when his seven friends thank you a million times and wink at him.

“Is there something else I can do for you...”

“Hyunjin. Please, call me Hyunjin. What is your name?”

When he hears your name his white teeth sink into his bottom lip, a wide smile taking over his face, as his head tilts slightly to the side.

“I was thinking of having dessert… what is your favourite that your restaurant makes?” his voice is soft and velvety smooth. Tempting. Sensual.

“The chocolate cake, I'd say. It's simple but satisfying and rich in flavor.”

Hyunjin slowly closes the menu, and places it in front of him, his hands playing a bit with the pages, as he takes a deep breath before speaking again.

“Would you like to have some with me, when you finish your turn?”

Oh… you've never been more happier about a client staying overtime.

[naeviskz]

WHIRLWIND ๑‧˚₊ ─── HHJ

synopsis ; you overreact just a teensy bit when you see hyunjin talking to another girl, but when you find out the actual reason why … you try everything you can to make it up to him.

genre 숌 non-idol au, boyfriend!hyunjin x girlfriend!reader | established relationship

words - 3.6k tags/warnings 숌 fluff, (some) angst? pwp, smut, reader gets very jealous easily/has possessive tendencies, small mentions of insecurities, v v v clingy & needy gf, marking, dry humping, dirty talk, oral (m), lowkey daddy kink, hj has a big cawk, breeding kink cause that’s my fave tehe. i will preface that oc kinda has a toxic way of thinking and it’s def not healthy to act this way irl !!

now playing 🎧 : cool with you by newjeans, streets by doja cat

☆ 彡

[ this my first ever writing that has smut in it so bear w/ me pls ;-; i’m still learning how to do this right haha, but lmk if you enjoyed this at all <3 **not proofread btw ! ]

“Let’s go on that one next Jinnie!!” You squeal like a giddish teenager as you point to the ride up ahead, violently pulling on Hyunjin’s hand his entire arm might just fall off.

It’ll be your 1 year anniversary in approximately a week, and what better way to pre celebrate than going to the amusement park and watching fireworks at night? You haven’t been to one in years, reminiscing all those times you were a kid innocently frolicking around, not having a single care in the world. Since you’re a fully grown adult now it’s an altered experience, you’re able to pick up on social cues and no longer need parental supervision. You forgot just how thrilling it was to let loose and have fun, all while spending it with your lovely boyfriend.

The current ride you’re both getting on is essentially a giant wooden pirate ship that swings in a horizontal motion, elevating you high up in the air. You don’t do heights very well but Hyunjin’s a little daredevil who gets off on the adrenaline rush. He’s tried convincing you to do skydiving but that’s just something you refuse to compromise on. Before going on the pirate ship ride you went on the teacups, which was probably your favorite one of today. You couldn’t stop giggling and teasing Hyunjin over how incredibly fast he was spinning the turn-wheel, almost forgetting that you were also supposed to contribute. Spending quality time with your boyfriend like this means everything to you, he makes you feel like you’re floating on a pink cloud whenever you’re together. Like nothing else matters but you and him.

As the day progressed, what was once a milky, pale blue sky has now become a smoky dull atmosphere. Night was approaching any minute, making the temperature drop dramatically— you regret leaving the house in just shorts and a crop top. Your limbs shaking and trembling involuntarily from gusts of cool air the wind casually blows, Hyunjin seems to take note of this and takes action immediately.

“Want my hoodie babe?” Hyunjin asks out of concern, ready to yank it off the minute you agree.

You profusely nod at his offer, unable to withstand the frigid weather for another second. He pauses momentarily to grab the hem of his Versace sweatshirt with his free hand, swiftly drawing it over his head and handing it to you. Underneath he wore a thin plain white tee, now suffering from the cold— but any sacrifice is worthy of making for his precious babygirl.

Quickly putting it on, your body feels instantly warmer from his body heat still embedded into the soft fabric. “You saved me Jinnie, I almost turned into a human popsicle!” Were you exaggerating a bit? Maybe, but that’s beside the point. You’re all cozy now in Hyunjin’s oversized hoodie, loving the fact that only you get to wear his clothes.

His eyes shape into crescents as he flashes an adoring smile, “my diet would only consist of peach flavored ___ popsicles for the rest of my life then.”

You swear he’s just the cutest, most adorable, sweetest thing to have ever walked this earth. Sometimes you wonder how you got so lucky to end up with a person as charming, and perfect as Hyunjin. He’d say the same about you too but there’s another layer to how you feel. You’re often very over protective and territorial over him, needing to know exactly where he is at all times and who he’s hanging out with. Most of the time he’s with you, either at your place or at his. There was a set routine you two had at this point, after he’s done with work he’ll call and let you know he’s on his way to yours. Hyunjin knows how paranoid you can get when he’s gone for too long so he makes sure to communicate with you as much as he can throughout the day. It’s hard to deal with someone as high maintenance as you but he makes it work, he likes that you’re always worried and concerned about him — he’d rather have a girlfriend like that than one who doesn’t care about him.

“Looks like the sun should be setting soon.. won’t be much longer ‘til the fireworks start!” You cheer out of excitement, part of the reason you wanted to come was to see them.

He nods in agreement, “you’re right, is there anything else you wanna ride before they start?”

As if your brain answered before you could even think, “You.”

His doe eyes widened at your bold reply, never quite getting used to your subtle dirty mind. “I’ll give you that in due time, don’t worry mamas.”

A little bit later on you challenged Hyunjin to try the ‘test your strength’ game and of course he couldn’t pass up a moment to impress you. He gets into a competitive sports stance, gripping the hammer tightly before he swung hard at the puck. The meter flew straight up and hit the bell on his first try, able to win whatever prize he wanted from the largest section. He lets you choose whichever plushy you wanted, a giant fluffy pink stuffed unicorn that you held in your other hand that wasn’t occupied with Hyunjin’s.

“Hyunjinnieee, ‘m getting kinda hungry,” you childishly whine in hopes of getting him to buy you both food.

Before he could even get a response out your eyes were already fixated on something. The glowing neon lights of a food stand selling mozzarella corn dogs, you’ve always wanted to try those as you see them all the time on TikTok. Without hesitation you make a mad dash for the line as you drag your innocent boyfriend along for the adventure. As you got closer you realize the lines pretty spread out, there was at least 20+ people waiting but you were willing to stay as you really wanted one.

Hyunjin detaches his hand from yours, making you question his sudden intentions, “be right back babe, m’gonna go to the restroom.” He politely excuses himself, “here’s my card just in case I don’t make it back in time.” Pulling his credit card from his wallet to hand you before venturing off.

“Don’t be gone for too long please, or else I’ll come find you myself.” You were dead serious too, honestly speaking you didn’t necessarily want him out of your sight but you trust that he’ll come back in a reasonable amount of time. Hopefully.

“I promise babe.” He reassures, giving a quick peck to your forehead before vanishing into the crowd.

After what seemed like an eternity, you manage to secure the corn dogs and pay for them with Hyunjin’s card. Realizing now that your boyfriend is still gone, it’s been a good 15-20 minutes and he promised that he’d be back. Now you have to go looking for him like a mother who’s just lost their child. Scanning every area of the park you came across, you begin to feel anxious when you don’t see him anywhere. A range of negative thoughts intrude your mind with possibilities of where he could’ve gone. What you weren’t expecting was for your intuition to be exactly spot on.

There he was standing in front a taco truck, talking and laughing with another girl. A girl you absolutely do not recognize and have no clue why or what she’s doing even having a conversation with your man. You couldn’t move at all, frozen in place as you watched the scene fold out in front of you, making you more livid as it continues. The mystery girl was pissing you off by the minute, the tiny skirt she wore barely left anything to the imagination and her body language was way too close for comfort for your liking. You had to put a stop to this immediately.

Slowly you make your way up to them, examining the situation further. The blonde girl tries to loom even closer to Hyunjin but he backs away a bit, a sheer look of fear and paranoia in his eyes. She keeps talking to him but he doesn’t really say much back, only half smiling and nodding. What makes you pick up your pace at lightning speed was when he pulls his phone out from his back pocket, as if he’s about to ask for her number.

You’ve seen enough, it’s time to intervene now.

Practically sprinting up to them you see the girl perk up when she sees you, giving a friendly wave and inviting smile as if she wasn’t just trying to steal your man a second ago. You’re ready to rip this bitches hair out and show her that she’s picked the wrong one to mess with today.

“Oh hi, you must be ___, it’s so good to finally meet you!” Her voice was so squeaky and high-pitched, not even in a cute way, just obnoxiously loud and annoying.

…How the fuck does this girl know who you are?

“Who the hell is this?” You snap at Hyunjin, completely ignoring the girl’s presence, “How does she know you?”

“I’m— ”

“I believe I asked my boyfriend, not you. Who is she?” You rudely cut her off to reiterate the question.

Hyunjin looks like he’s just witnessed a murder, his own murder to be exact. “This is Valerie, we went to high school together, I was just showing her your freelance work and all the cool designs you make ‘cause she’s looking for graphic designers and I think you’re really talented babe.”

Your heart just sank to the pit of your stomach. The balled up fist your right hand was clenching soon released itself, no longer in fight mode but flight mode from the sudden embarrassment you’re internally battling.

“Oh..”

“Uh, well it was nice talking to you Hyunjin! I’ll go find my husband now, but your graphics are incredible ___ and I’d love to hire you for a couple projects I have lined up. Here’s my business card!” She hands you the flimsy card stock and leaves in an instant.

Now you feel totally ridiculous for almost causing a scene and cursing out the girl and your boyfriend for just wanting to promote your work. You owe him an apology big time.

“I thought you were…”

“Flirting with another girl, seriously? You think I have a death wish or something? Of course I’d never try something like that. The first thing she saw was you as my lock screen when I checked the time. Plus she’s married, I don’t think she’d be that dumb.” Hyunjin further proves his case, making sure not to leave any details out.

“M’sorry baby, please forgive me.” You plead for forgiveness, regressing back to your softer, more gentle side “lemme make it up to you daddy.”

“Nngh! Hyunjin-” you keen into his ear as you rub your clothed heat against his toned thigh, holding onto him for stable support.

You seriously felt bad for acting out like that earlier, all you want to do now is make him feel so good he forgets all about your previous unhinged behavior. Lord knows what you’d do if you ever lose someone so important to you. You can’t think about that right now though. Right now was all about him and making him feel good, but you can’t help but get something out of it as well.

The backseat of his car was a bit cramped as he decided to take his smaller convertible instead of the SUV, not exactly bargaining that later on you’d be getting freaky in his vehicle. Nonetheless you enjoy each other’s company, not needing much space anyway — if anything you wanted to be as close to him as possible. If you could get inside his skin you probably would. You love Hyunjin more than yourself, often feeling like you aren’t good enough to be with him. Maybe the reason you’re so protective and jealous is because you fear he’ll leave you for someone better.

Lazily trailing your lips down further, placing small pecks here and there until you land on his neck, adorned with a dainty silver chain, nuzzling your face into the crook of it. He smells so good, the cologne he’s wearing along with his natural pheromones is an intoxicating concoction. You stick your tongue out, gliding the wet muscle over his bare skin, still feverishly rutting into him while listening to his ethereal moans.

“Mmm.. I love you.” He murmurs under his breath, slipping his hands underneath (his) your hoodie to feel you up. His hands travel upwards to find the valley of your breasts, still covered by the bra you’re wearing he slides underneath the cups to lightly squeeze them.

You nibble on his neck in response, harshly sucking on the flesh to leave visible love bites, you want to make it abundantly clear to the whole world Hwang Hyunjin belongs to you.

“I love you more Hyunjinnie,” you stop for a brief moment to say, “gonna prove it.” Which you will once you’re satisfied with marking his entire neck and chest with dozens of purple and red hickeys.

Even though he’s touching you, grinding his hard length into you and purring out your name, you need more. Craving to see and feel more of him, you tug at the hem of his t-shirt in hopes he catches your drift.

“Off. Now.” You demand sharply, getting more impatient by the second.

He obliges instantly, stripping the garment off his body to reveal the most gorgeous set of abs you’ve laid your eyes upon, he’s so unreal it makes you constantly question if you’re dreaming. You went from his neck to kissing his plump lips, his hand cupping the side of your face to deepen the kiss, both so desperate and horny for each other. Running your manicured hands down his beautiful body, just the tiniest flexing Hyunjin does with his muscles makes you go crazy. You need him to manhandle you, have you bent over and get fucked senselessly.

“Lie back Jinnie, m’gonna suck you off.” You command him to move, getting up from him so he can pivot into a more comfortable position.

He shuffles around, leaning into the leather seat before quickly undoing his pants and sliding them down his ankles. You get on your knees, disappearing between his legs to come in contact with his stiff erection. Tracing figure eights on his thighs, he hisses from your delicate touch. You couldn’t resist planting a chaste kiss to his stomach, leaving another wet kiss to his v-line. Any little touch makes Hyunjin’s heart beat out of his chest, he can’t get enough of you just as you can’t of him— high off each other like an addictive, psychoactive drug.

As you finally free his cock from the last barrier, his boxer briefs, you’re in awe from just how much precum he’s leaking already. His length stood straight up resting on his stomach, faint veins protruding around the shaft. You kiss his pretty pink tip while looking up at him with innocent eyes, grabbing the base of his cock, opening your mouth just a little to provide a few kitten licks. You’ve only just started but he feels like he’s going to come undone already.

“Shit-” he lowly grunts, feeling his cock pulsate in your tiny hand.

Taking him further in your mouth now, you manage to fit half of his length, bobbing your head up and down while keeping a tight suction on his cock. Hyunjin involuntarily rocks his hips into you, making you gag just a little from how big he is. You could never fit all of him (except for that one time you were super drunk and magically forgot what a gag reflex was) but you still try your best and that’s all that matters to him. He loves that you’re always willing to give him random blowjobs whenever and wherever, you both love public sex and the idea of possibly being caught. You take a short break to collect more saliva, spitting on his cock and spreading it with your hand to make it even messier. His mouth was permanently agape, staring down at you with lust filled eyes, not knowing how much longer he can last. When you start pumping his cock much faster along with swirling your tongue around it , he thinks he might just lose it. Panting heavily, he shifts underneath you in attempt to get you to stop but you keep sucking like the cock hungry slut you are for him. He’s seriously going to nut any minute if you continue at this rate.

“Babe.. you’re gonna make me cum if you keep this up…” he closes his eyes, almost giving in to what’s inevitably about to come.

“Isn’t that the goal?” You ask quickly before going back.

“No,” he says, slightly frustrated with you for not obeying, “fucking this tight little pussy is.”

You’re confused when he’s pulling you away from him, moving you from the floor and back onto his lap all in one swift action, manhandling you for real this time. “What’re you doing!” You raise your voice at him like a brat, to which he spanks your behind in response.

“Shh.. relax.” He shuts you up by pulling you in for a slow, sensual kiss.

You moan into his mouth, melting right into his touch like always. “Need you so bad please..” you whine for to feel more of him.

“Tell me what you need, I’ll give it to you baby.” He promises, lacing his fingers in your hair, looking at you with pure admiration.

“Your cock.. need your big fat cock inside me now,” you beg like a good girl, “please daddy, i’m literally soaking for you.” Shameless at this point with how you talk, but you know the dirtier you get the more Hyunjin likes it.

He can’t say no when you ask so polite that. “I’ll give it to you, I’ll give you whatever you want princess.”

And he does.

Once he rids you of your shorts and underwear, you’re back on top of him, lining yourself up with his thick cock that slides right in from you being so ready.

“Fuck you’re so wet baby.. you take this cock so well cutie,” he praises you in the hottest way possible. You’ll never get tired of hearing him talk like this to you, hence why you love to have sex so much.

“Only for you daddy.” You breathlessly spoke, getting used to his length for a moment before beginning to move. Slowly bouncing up and down his member at first until Hyunjin slams his cock into you, walls clenching as you feel every inch of him. You shifted from grinding on him in slow motion to picking up your speed, placing both hands around his neck. Hyunjin throws his head back in pleasure, wrapping his hand around your waist as the other grips the soft flesh of your ass.

“Mine… your cock is mine,” you’re going faster and faster, crying out as he matches your movements, thrusting back into you hard. “Only I get to ride this everyday.”

He doesn’t hesitate to agree, letting you know exactly who he belongs to. “I’m all yours babygirl, can have this cock as much as you want, use me to get yourself off..”

You feel like you’re about to come soon, legs shaking and spasming from his girth splitting you open. “Yes baby..” you couldn’t think straight anymore, “love your cock so much Jinnie..” You mewl from being so full and cockstuffed “mmph.. wanna have your babies.”

“Yeah? Want me to fill your little cunt with all my cum and get you pregnant, hmm ? That what you want pretty girl?” He sounded so pussy drunk he couldn’t even blame you for wanting to any of this.

One more thrust was all it took for the thread to unravel inside of you, seeing white, glowing stars as you get closer to your orgasm.

“Jinnie kiss me.”

He does as he’s told, grabbing your face to kiss you roughly, entering his tongue in your mouth to intertwine with yours. He’s so good at everything he does it’s insane. Maybe if the dick wasn’t so damn good you wouldn’t be half as crazy.

“I’m so close princess..” he announces, slipping one of his long, slender digits onto your clit, coaxing your release.

“Me too.”

Everything feels ultra sensitive to you as you approach your climax, whimpering as Hyunjin sucks on your perked nipples while you continue riding him. A sudden rambunctious crackling sound startles the both of you, but what you weren’t expecting to see outside were fireworks lighting up the night sky. You’d completely forgot how excited you were to see them, watching in amazement as all the vibrant colors morph together. Leaning in to tenderly kiss your boyfriend who was also momentarily distracted, you get back right to business, chasing after your highs. Hyunjin finishes inside you like you wanted, feeling his hot seed spill into your aching heat. You came undone shortly after, holding onto him while your bare chests collide. Fireworks detonate inside your body as they do outside.

As if the universe had orchestrated the perfect 1 year anniversary pre celebration just for the two of you; a perfect moment to seal your love with the glittering magic of romance and fireworks combined. Hyunjin’s so happy to have met someone like you, someone who loves him so passionately and so deeply. He may not understand why you think the way you do sometimes, or react with such brash methods, but he knows that you do it out of pure love. It’s a whirlwind of emotions dating you but he wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world or have it any other way.

- 完 ♡︎

[dandelions-143]

Secrets

Part 2

You can read part 1 here: Hyunjins Masterlist

All members: Masterlist

Pairing: non Idol, Rich, Bad Boy Hyunjin x Mid/Plus size, College student, Fem! Reader.

Warnings: 18+, MDNI, the smut isn’t too bad but, there is body shaming in this. Let me know if I missed anything.

Word Count: 4194k

Summary: What happens after Y/n catches Hyunjin in a compromising position? Does she forgive him? Is he worth forgiving or will he never seem to learn from his mistakes. Keep reading to find out what happens next…

A/n: Another crossover. Hyunjin and Y/n attend the same bar Chan finds his Y/n with another man in Do It For Me. Still different Y/ns though! I hope you enjoy 😉

Smut Under The Cut

Hyunjin stood outside for a while texting and calling you, but you just would not pick up. What am I going to do now? I’m such an idiot! He told himself. The longer his persistent calls went unanswered the angrier he became at himself.

Hyunjin sat outside calling you non stop for almost an hour when he finally pocketed his phone, got up off the cold ground and went inside. He was furious at this point. Hyunjin had never been able to truly deal with his emotions in a positive way. So once he was inside he went right for the bottles of liquor lined up on the counter top on the kitchen bar.

His long fingers wrapped around the neck of a random bottle of liquor, jerked it up and began to drink heavily as he walked deeper into the house.

Hyunjin made his way into the nearest empty room, just wanting to be by himself. To wallow in his own self pity as he drowned himself in that bottle of liquor.

Felix and Han were sitting out in the hallway, their backs leaned up against the wall. They were watching Minho who was standing in front of them sloppily showing off his tiakwando skills. They stopped suddenly as Hyunjin made his way past them and into the room.

The three watched with curious eyes but, didn’t think much of it at first. Han who was the drunkest out of all three laughed loudly when Minho accidentally kicked the wall from being distracted. “Aye, Chans gonna have you gutted if you put a hole in the wall.”

Minho opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by a very loud crash coming from the room behind him. Felix was the first to get up and walk closer to the room. “What was that?” He stumbled a bit, the alcohol in his system guiding him more than pure curiosity. They all jumped a bit when a few more bangs and crashes drifted from behind the closed door.

“You’re such a fool! Why do you ruin everything!” The voice was muffled but they could clearly hear what was being said. Another crash came but it sounded like something was being thrown against the door. This made Minho frantically push open the door thinking Hyunjin was fighting with someone.

As all three men scanned the room taking in the broken glass. The dismantled desk chair that had obviously been used to beat against… well everything. The window in the office was shattered and then there was Hyunjin. The three men watched as he raised the computer above his head and threw it into the flat screen tv.

“Hyunjin!” Felix called with his deep boisterous voice causing Hyunjin to look over at him. His right hand was bleeding a little and he was sweaty. “What are you doing..” Han rushed over while Minho looked around the room. His eyes widened and his hand began to card through his hair realizing this was Chan’s father’s study. Hyunjin lifted his head a little to look at his friends. “I hate myself.” He mumbled as a few tears escaped his red, bloodshot eyes.

“Get him and take him home.” Minho said as he turned his attention to the three men. He watched as Han and Felix helped Hyunjin up and walked him out. With another glance around the trashed room he sighed, a hand carding through his hair. “The fuck, Hyunjin.” He spoke under his breath.

A few days later and Hyunjin was currently in the middle of picking up a car for Chan. He had been kind of quiet and distant lately in the group. As he drove down the empty ally ways and darkened city streets he couldn’t help but think of you and what you were up to. If you were okay.. if you were truly done with him.

That’s when he made a decision to head over to your apartment regardless of the danger he would be in for driving a stolen car. He didn’t care.. the need to see you over came any rational thinking.

“Mother.. Father.. what are you doing here?” You asked in surprise as you let your parents inside your apartment. You were not expecting them to show up unannounced like this. It had been few days since you left Hyunjin standing outside of Chan’s house. He had been calling you non stop along with texting you.

It was getting harder and harder to ignore him. Every time his name would pop up on your phone you grabbed it.. your finger hovering over the button to answer, but your pride got the best of you every time. You may have your insecurities, but you won’t be made a fool. Not even by him.

“That’s no way to greet your parents, darling.” Your mother’s snooty attitude dripping from her every word. You loved your parents, but you didn’t like them. They were so different from you.. you had nothing in common with them.

Your parents loved the finer things in life. Extravagant parties and trips. Expensive clothes, cars, jewelry. Rubbing elbows with the wealthiest people. That just wasn’t you despite being brought up in that kind of world you preferred little coffee shops or mom and pop diners over expensive celebrity clad restaurants. You hated parties unless they were small intimate gatherings and you would rather earn your own money than live off your parents.

As your mother walked around the room her sharp eyes assessing your small but cozy apartment; your father went snooping through your cabinets. “Mother..” you pinned her down with a concerned stare. She walked to you, placing a hand on your shoulder, squeezing gently. “We have been worried about you. You haven’t been home in a very long time. We rarely hear from you and.. I would like to be involved in your college life.”

You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms over your chest, closing yourself off to her instantly. “Mother, you don’t need to be involved. I am exactly where I want to be. You just need-“ you were cut off by a rapid knocking at your apartment door. “Were you expecting a guest?” You heard your mother ask as you turned to walk to your door. “No, I don’t know who it could… be…” your words fell off quietly when you opened your door and there stood Hyunjin.

Your wide eyes took in the exquisite sight of him. His long hair was a little messy, pink swollen lips parted when his pretty eyes met yours. His arms were on full display as he stood tall and lean in his black tank top with baggy black jeans. His nails were chipped with black paint. Your eyes roamed over all of him and Hyunjins eyes seemed to do the same to you. “What are you doing here?” You managed to get out although it didn’t sound like you speaking.

Hyunjins adams apple bobbed in his throat as he swallowed nervously, “I-i was hoping to talk to you?” His brown eyes were soft and pleading. He looked like he was one rejection away from dropping to his knees and begging. “Hyunjin..” you started, but your mother stepped into view by your side. “Y/n, who is it?” Her judgmental gaze took in Hyunjins appearance. “Darling, is this one of your…friends?”

Her face looked as if she smelled something disgusting as she kept looking at your boyfriend.. ex-boyfriend?

“This isn’t a good time.” You said, ignoring your mother’s words and began to close the door. Hyunjin stuck his foot in the door preventing it from closing, “No, we are going to talk.” He pushed past both you and your mother. Your mother looked appalled when Hyunjin grabbed her hand and shook it gently. “I’m y/ns boyfriend and I assume you’re her mother.” He gave her a confident smile but his eyes were nervous. They kept moving to you.

You ran your hands through your hair in frustration. “Um, yeah.. Hyunjin, my mother and that’s my Father.” You pointed to him who was sitting on your couch now with a beer in hand. “Hello, sir.” Hyunjin said, but your dad only waved him off. He was never interested in you or anything pertaining to you at all.

Your mother let out a dismayed laugh, her hand resting on her chest. “You’re dating my daughter?” She shook her head in disbelief, “She would never be with.. with someone like you.” That’s when you finally snapped, “Okay! Mother, Father I think it’s time you go.” You walked over to your father and pulled him up by his hand and began to push them both out the door. All the while your mother saying how she has never been treated so poorly and that they just got there. “Goodbye mother, love you” you blew her a kiss and shut the door in her face.

Taking a moment you leaned against your door to decompress, but long fingers gently gripped your shoulders and began to pull you into his warm body. “Baby..” he whispered, “Come here.” Just before your body pressed into his you pushed him away by his chest. “No! I’m still pissed off at you.” All the anger you had came rushing back.

You walked around him and headed into your bedroom. Of course Hyunjin followed you, “Y/n please.. I’m so sorry. I can’t eat.. I can’t fuckin sleep.. I can’t live without you.” His voice was shaky as if he was on the verge of tears. You kept your back to him, knowing that if you looked at him in that very moment you would crack. Give in..

“Hyunjin, what you did was not okay. You lied to me.” You finally turned around, but kept your gaze down at your feet. “I didn’t lie.. I just didn’t tell you everything.” He took a small step forward as he spoke. His words made your eyes flit up to his handsome face. “Same fucking thing, Hyunjin!” You raised your voice, how dare he.. “You keep secrets.. I’m tired of it! You say you love me”

“-I do..” he interjected.

“Then show me all of you! The good, the bad.. all your dirty secrets! Because I’ll be damned if I allow you to keep me as one of those little secrets!” Tears were streaming down your cheeks now. The damn had broken and a flood of salty tears fell from your watery eyes. This made Hyunjin take the few steps to you and wrap you up in his arms.

“Please don’t cry.. I love you and I am so sorry for making you hurt. I want you to know that you are everything to me.” He tilted your chin up so that you were now looking up at him. “Hyunjin, you let someone else kiss you. You were at a party that you could have easily taken me to.. but, you chose not to.” Your voice was soft now.. pained and quiet.

Hyunjins dark eyes searched yours and he cupped your cheeks with both of his hands now. “That kiss was my best friend trying to piss off the man she loves. And… that party.. you’re too good to be at things like that.” When you don’t say anything and just furrowed your brow he continued. “Y/n, you’re my angel.. you make me a better person. You make me want to be better. Please don’t ever think I kept my life separate from you because of me being ashamed or because.. I want to hurt you.” His hands slid down your back to rest low on your curvy hips.

“I mean every word when I say I love you and every part of you. Your body.. your mind is the most beautiful to me.” Hyunjin kissed the tip of your nose then kissed your wet cheeks making his plump lips shiny with your tears. “Please.. my love. Let me in again. I promise I’ll be better.” You watched as Hyunjin slowly sank to his knees in front of you.

…and just like that you were tempted to give into him.. your walls crumbling at the sight. Along with the fact that he had you wet and throbbing for him in that very same moment.

It annoyed you just how easily this man could turn you to putty in his grasp. His hands slipped down your thick thighs gently squeezing and kneading you there. “No more secrets.” You said softly as your fingers found their way into his hair. Hyunjin closed his eyes in satisfied relief. “Mmm..” he nodded and slowly opened his eyes once again. “Yes, no more secrets.” He repeated back to you.

Hyunjin moved a little closer and slowly lifted up your shirt to expose your soft round tummy. He kept his eyes on your face as he leaned in and his lips were on your skin just below your belly button. Your hands still tangled in his hair. Your lips parted as you watched and felt his hot tongue lick a slow line above your pants. “Let me show you just how sorry I am..” Hyunjin mumbled between slow wet kisses over your stomach. “Please, my love.”

All you could do was give him a little nod of your head. Then Hyunjin stood up and moved to sit on the end of your bed, “Take that off?” He requested. He had told you countless times how beautiful you were. You never really believed him.

Hyunjin had told you how sexy you were as well, but you never really took him seriously. But in this moment as you stood there slowly removing your blouse then your jeans.. your bra along with your panties… you could see that look in his eyes. That look of love.. of want.

Hyunjin was completely enthralled in your body. His eyes drank every curve, every dimple, every stretch mark, and imperfection in. “You’re so god damn sexy, Y/n.” He licked his lips and reached out his hands for you to take. You took his hands and he led you to the bed, gently helping you lay down.

You watched as he undressed, that lean, muscular body putting every man to shame in this very moment. Biting your lip you watched as he removed his pants then his boxers. His cock sprung loose. He was extremely hard, long and slender, veiny and pink at the tip.

Hyunjin knelt on the bed at your feet before gripping your legs gently and spreading you open so carefully, as if you were his favorite novel. “Y/n..” he groaned as his eyes caught sight of your wet pussy. “So fucking pretty.” He mumbled hoarsely as he leaned down between your thighs. He kissed over your lips slowly, caressing your inner thighs with his warm hands.

Hyunjin kept his eyes focused on your face, he liked to see your reaction to the way he touched your body. You gasped as he sucked gently on your folds, gently sliding one finger inside you. He was going agonizingly slow only making you lift your hips and roll them against him. Hyunjin took his time feeling you, tasting you. His tongue swirled around your clit then licked you from your entrance up to your swollen little button again.

Hyunjin was taking care to make sure you felt the best you ever had. As if he was running his fingers slowly over your pages.. paying attention to every single word..reading you over and over again because he just couldn’t get enough of you.

You let out little whimpers and soft moans, rolling your hips, grinding against his hungry mouth. You couldn’t take much more, your fingers tugging and pulling at his hair as your first orgasm hit you. He kept sucking on your clit while his finger pushed into you over and over again. Your juices dripping over his hand.

As soon as your orgasm was over his mouth was on your stomach again, kissing up your body, his hands exploring every inch of you. You drifted in and out of a dream like haze, your hands sliding over his back feeling his muscles move beneath his hot skin. Your nails digging into his skin causing him to hiss softly.

Hyunjins lips kissed between your breasts, his hands gripping and kneading them gently. His finger pinching at your hardened nipples. You were unfocused, relaxed.. then your breath caught in your throat when you felt him enter you smoothly. You arched your back up off the bed as you felt him push into you and stay there for a moment.

Hyunjins lips were sucking and biting at your neck then he was on your lips kissing you. Slow and passionate, deep tongue kissing. Slowly, slow, and deliciously wet. He was moaning into your mouth and you were doing the same.

Then he was fucking you, not fast, but driving his weeping cock into you hard. Causing loud yelps of pleasure to fill the room between each of his kisses. His hand moved to your throat, and you felt yourself letting go; becoming focused only on him and the love he was exuding right now.

His hips ground into yours with each deep thrust he gave you. His moans turned into deep whimpers as he pulled back to look down at you. “I love you.. I love you, Y/n.” He moaned your name repeatedly as he watched your face.

“Cum baby.. cum.. fuck!” He never once took his eyes from yours as you both came undone at the same time. His thrusts became short and a little sloppy as he came inside you, your nails doing damage on his back as you felt your orgasm deeper than before.

When it was over and he was laying on top of you, his semi hard cock still inside you Hyunjin kissed you once more then smiled. “You’re mine.. okay?” You couldn’t help but giggle at his sweet question. You nodded, “Yes, I’m all yours but, if you ever hurt me again I’m gone for good.”

The next day you and Hyunjin stayed in bed, cuddling, talking of the future, fucking until you were both spent then you would do it all over again.

After the third round of the best sex Hyunjin ever had you both were lying in your messy bed. His arms wrapped securely around your naked body, your head on his chest, and his legs tangled with yours. You looked up at him, his eyes seemed distant as he looked up at the ceiling. He looked like something was really weighing on his mind.

“Babe, you okay?” You spoke softly, dragging your fingertips along his sharp jaw. That seemed to wake him from his thoughts. “Mmm, yeah I’m perfect. Amazing.” Hyunjins sexy smirk painted his lips as he looked down at you. “Are you sure? You seem to have a lot on your mind.” You couldn’t help but move your fingers over his plump bottom lip. Aside from his eyes those lips were your favorite.

He slowly moved you onto your back and slid over you smoothly. “I’m just thinking of how lucky I am. How fucking sexy my girlfriend is.” He began to kiss over your cheek, along your jaw to your neck. “And how fucking good that pussy is.” His dirty words made you blush and giggle softly but, those giggles turned into little squeals as Hyunjin moved his hands to your hips and began to relentlessly squeeze and tickle you. His teeth nipping and biting at the sensitive skin there.

Hyunjin pulled back, resting most of his weight on his hands that were now pressed into the mattress near your head. You pushed his dark hair out of his eyes. Those eyes traced the lines of your face. Your mouth, skin, pretty sparkling eyes, soft pink lips. “What are you doing?” You asked between dying giggles. He only shook his head, “Just trying to memorize your face. I never want to forget this face.”

You thought that was a little odd for him to say that. Why wouldn’t he remember your face, he’s going to see you nearly every day. Hyunjin brought you out of your thoughts with a question you thought you’d never hear. “Would you like to go to dinner with me and a few of my friends?”

With wide eyes you gladly accepted. “Yes! I think that would be fun.” Hyunjin rolled off you and sat on the edge of the bed, pulling up his boxers that were discarded on the floor the night before. “You say that now, you haven’t met them yet.” He ran his hands through his messy hair. “Come on let’s shower. I’m suppose to meet them in an hour and a half.” You took his hand so he could lead you to the bathroom.

It didn’t take too long for you both to get ready. You kept it simple with a black mini skirt and white blouse that showed off your impeccable cleavage. You kept your hair down and pushed back from your face with a simple black hair band. Hyunjin matched you with his black jeans and a white button up, but he left the top buttons undone in a messy unkempt way.

The drive to the bar was short, Hyunjin kept a hand on you at all times. On your thigh in the car, on the small of your back as you entered the establishment. It was a small home grown little pub. Nothing too fancy, a place that was just your style. It didn’t take long for Hyunjins friends to spot you both before you saw them. “Aye! Jinnie!” A cute man with round cheeks, big round brown eyes, and dark brown hair waved you both over.

Hyunjin took hold of your hand before leading you towards the back booth they were sitting at. Along with the man that called for Hyunjin there was a guy that looked oddly familiar to you. He was bigger in build than the other man and Hyunjin. He had strong features, stalky with large arms, and jet back hair. There was a girl next to him, she was pretty with dyed bright red hair, sharp slanted eyes, petite, and she did not look thrilled to be there.

You watched as Hyunjin greeted them all warmly. “And who do we have here?” The bulkier guy asked, his smile was pretty but, his eyes looked devious. “Guys this is Y/n, my girlfriend. Y/n, this is Han..” Hyunjin gestured to the chubby cheeked guy and then nodded towards the bulky guy and the girl, “That’s Changbin and Mi Cha.”

Han and Changbin both shook your hand and moved seats so Hyunjin and you could have one side of the booth to yourselves. Mi Cha didn’t greet you but, she kept those sharp eyes on you regardless. “I remember you now. You’re the girl Hyunjin and I met at that art gallery he drug me to!” Changbin said, his loud voice carrying over the entire place it seemed.

Hyunjin immediately covered his eyes slightly embarrassed at his friend’s enthusiasm. It took you a moment but, it finally clicked. “That’s right! You came up to me first then Hyunjin!” You laughed softly at the memory. Changbin did approach you first but Hyunjin stole your heart quickly.

The entire time through ordering the food and drinks to the million and one questions Han asked you..who you were realizing he talked a lot.. Mi Cha barely said a word. She sat back assessing you, judging you silently. You did your best to ignore her. You were having a good time regardless, Hyunjins friends looked a bit scary but, they were actually hilarious.

Hyunjin stood up and kissed your forehead, “I’m going to run to the restroom, be back baby. Please don’t scare her off.” Hyunjin gave the three on the opposite side of the table a pointed look and you watched him leave. The table fell a little quieter now that he was gone. You were not the best at meeting new people regardless of how talkative and outgoing they were.

“So how did you all meet?” You asked not only to make small talk but, you were genuinely curious. Mi Cha spoke up first, “Oh, I briefly dated Jinnie but, then we just decided to be friends with benefits.” Her pretty face was smug and her smile showed just how satisfied she was when your own smile faltered just a little.

You swallowed the thick saliva that seemed to have suddenly coated your throat. “Oh.. is that so?” Hans eyes seemed to grow even wider and Changbin just looked down unsure of what to say.

“Wait! Does this mean Hyunjin won the bet?” The bitch sitting directly across from you sat back and looked over at Changbin then over at Han. The looks on the two men’s faces made your insides turn. Han went white.. and Changbin gave Mi Cha a death glare.

Your concerned eyes darted back and forth between the two men and Mi Cha, “What bet?”

Thank you for all your support and interest in my fics!! Let me know what you think! ❤️❤️

Taglist OPEN

Tags: @cashtonsbetch @hearts-444lix @katsukis1wife @hyunjinhoexxx @ihrtlino @breezy-simp @vixensss @yaorzu-blog @tirena1 @whatdoyouwanttocallmefor @chuuyaobsessed @doohnut @babigriin @kpflyn @iovecb97 @tsunderelino @myflowercloud

[ivyyisbored22]

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞—𝘏𝘺𝘶𝘯𝘫𝘪𝘯 𝘹 (𝘧𝘦𝘮) 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

A Stray Kids one shot

Synopsis: You and Hyunjin have been together for 8 months now and both of you are getting serious as you go. One evening when you were at Hyunjin's place, he finds out that, it's your first time...

Warnings: Smut🔞, protected sex (for once xD), experienced Hyunjin, reader is inexperienced and a bit nervous, loss of virginity, reader is called Angel, slow and soft sex, intimate, lots of kisses, oral (f.receiving), fingering, pet names, holding hands. Love Love Love⁠♡

Minors do not interract!!!

Note: I'm always writing kind of rough(?) one shots, so this time it's a soft one. It's my first time writing something of this type, and again, I'm exploring, so bear with me xD.

If this isn't your thing, you're more than welcome to skip it. Reblogs, likes, comments and feedbacks are always appreciated.

ɪ'ᴠᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴏꜰ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ɪᴛ ᴀ ᴍɪʟʟɪᴏɴ ᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ʙᴜᴛ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴘᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴍɪꜱᴛᴀᴋᴇ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ, ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ.

Word count:6.5k (My hands lost control. I'm sorry lmfao-)

𝑬𝑵𝑱𝑶𝒀!

. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

The fragrance of freshly bloomed flowers lingered around the boutique, filling Hyunjin's senses as he waited patiently for the girl behind the counter to wrap a neat dozen of red roses.

"That'll be fifteen dollars," The girl said as she handed the bouquet to Hyunjin.

"Thank you," He said, paying for the flowers, holding the delicate bouquet in his hands and softly smiling at the girl before exiting the boutique.

He walked to his car, unlocking the door and got in the driver's side, placed the bouquet on the passenger seat and drove over to your apartment.

Ten minutes later he arrived and pulled up near the sidewalk, he took the bouquet and got out of the car, pulling his phone out to text you.

Me: Hey Angel, I'm here ^^

Her<3: Hey Hyunne!! I'll be down in 2 mins!

He received a series of red heart emojis from you, he chuckled as he looked at his phone and slipped it back into his pocket and held the flowers behind him.

Two minutes after you came out of your apartment building, you immediately saw Hyunjin and ran towards him, falling into his open arm.

"Hyunneee!" You squealed, excited, happy to see him, Hyunjin's arm wrapped around you, kissing the top of your head.

"Hey baby,"

He brought the bouquet out from his back while you were in his arms, your eyes widened with surprise as you looked at the bouquet he was holding.

"Happy 8 months" Hyunjin said cutely as he looked at you smiling, your eyes sparkled at him then fell back on the roses, your fingers brushing against his as you took it.

"Aww Hyunne, you do this every month" You said, Hyunjin’s eyes softening as he watched your face light up with joy.

The gentle breeze tousled his dark hair as he smiled down at you, his gaze warm and tender. His heart swelled seeing the way you carefully cradled the bouquet, as if it were the most precious thing in the world.

“You deserve it every month,” Hyunjin murmured, his voice low and filled with affection.

His hand reached out to tuck a stray strand of your hair behind your ear, his touch lingering on your cheek as his thumb traced gentle circles on your skin. Your cheeks flushed at his words, and you bit your lip to hide the wide grin threatening to break free.

The scent of the roses mingled with the familiar warmth of Hyunjin’s embrace, creating a moment that felt almost dreamlike.

"I have something for you too," You said cutely grinning, that made him playfully narrow his eyes.

"What is it—" You cut him short, tip toeing and pressed your lips on his.

Hyunjin’s eyes widened in surprise, but it only took a heartbeat for him to respond, his playful demeanour melting into something more intense. His hand moved to cup your face, fingers slipping into your hair as he deepened the kiss.

Your breath hitched as the kiss grew fiercer, your heart pounding in your chest. His touch was both gentle and demanding, like he was trying to memorise every curve of your lips, every small gasp you made.

The roses in your hand were momentarily forgotten as you reached up, wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him closer, needing to feel the solidity of him against you.

Hyunjin’s other hand found your waist, drawing you even closer until there was no space left between your bodies. The intensity of his kiss sent shivers down your spine, and you felt a warmth spreading through you, igniting a fire that only he could spark.

When you finally broke apart, both of you were breathless, your foreheads resting against each other as you tried to steady your racing hearts. His thumb brushed over your cheek, his gaze locking onto yours with a look so full of love it made your knees feel weak.

“Angel,” He whispered, his voice husky and filled with emotion. “You always know how to leave me speechless.”

You smiled, your eyes glimmering with the same intensity reflected in his. “I just wanted to remind you how much I love you, Hyunne.”

He let out a soft laugh, his breath warm against your skin. “You don’t have to remind me,” he murmured, his lips grazing yours in a featherlight touch.

“I feel it every time I look at you.”

His words wrapped around your heart, filling you with a sense of contentment. The air between you crackled with unspoken promises and the undeniable connection that seemed to pull you closer, again and again.

"Shall we go to my place?" He asked, placing his hand on the small of your back.

"Yes of course," You nodded, smiling softly, Hyunjin guided you to the passenger seat of his car and opened the door for you, you settled in the plush, leather interior.

He got into the driver's seat and started the engine, it roared to life and you took off on stretching roads, going to his penthouse. And throughout the drive, his hand was on your thigh.

Once you both reached, Hyunjin parked his car in the private parking space and you both headed to his penthouse. Once you entered his home, you were immediately enveloped by the warm, inviting atmosphere.

The space was modern and stylish, yet it carried his personal touch—soft lighting, art on the walls, and the subtle scent of his cologne lingering in the air.

The bouquet of roses still rested delicately in your hands, their vibrant red petals a striking contrast to the neutral tones of his home.

“Make yourself comfortable,” He said softly, his voice full of warmth as he walked over to you. His hand found its way back to the small of your back, guiding you further into the living room. “I’ll put these in water.”

You nodded, giving him a small smile as he took the bouquet from you. As he disappeared into the kitchen, you found yourself gravitating towards the large floor-to-ceiling windows that offered a breathtaking view of the city skyline.

Hyunjin soon returned, a crystal vase in his hands filled with the roses you’d cherished all evening. He placed the vase on the coffee table, the flowers adding a touch of colour and romance to the room. He turned to you, his eyes soft as they met yours.

“How about some wine?” he suggested, his voice low and intimate. You smiled, feeling the warmth of his presence wash over you. “I’d love that.”

Hyunjin moved to the small bar in the corner of the room, his movements fluid and graceful. You watched as he selected a bottle of wine, expertly uncorked it, and poured two glasses, the deep red liquid catching the light as it swirled in the glass.

He handed you a glass, his fingers brushing against yours in a way that sent a shiver down your spine. “To us,” he murmured, raising his glass to yours.

“To us,” You echoed, clinking your glass against his.

The first sip of wine was smooth and rich, and you sighed contentedly as the warmth spread through you. Hyunjin’s eyes never left yours, a small smile playing on his lips as he watched you.

Both of you sat down on his plush sofa, you sank into its softness as Hyunjin settled in beside you. He turned slightly, facing you fully, resting his hand over your shoulder. The warmth of his touch seeped through the fabric of your clothes, grounding you in the moment.

He took another sip of his wine before setting his glass down on the table.

For the next thirty to forty minutes the two of you were talking about your week, upcoming plans. You were the one who was doing most of the talking but still Hyunjin listened to you attentively, he could listen to you talk without getting bored for the rest of his life.

"So, then I told her..." You continued spilling the tea to him but then his hand snaked around your waist, pulling you into him.

"Yeah yeah I know, Angel," Hyunjin's face dipped in your neck, inhaling your sweet perfume and placing a hot wet kiss on your neck and shoulder. You didn't stop him. You loved how he was so clingy with you, how he always wanted to shower you with his kisses.

"This is the third time you told me the same story," He said, looking up from your neck grinning, you playfully rolled your eyes at him, your fingers going through his hair.

"Sorryyy," You said, he got up from your neck still grinning, his hands going down to your thigh, gently squeezing it which made you inhale a slow breath.

Hyunjin has been trying to be more intimate now that you guys were getting more serious with your relationship, but of course, he didn't push you too far until you yourself told him that you were ready to take things further.

But here's the thing. You've never had sex. OH.

And you felt embarrassed of the fact that you've been a virgin for so long. You knew Hyunjin would never judge you, yet you felt embarrassed admitting to him about it.

Although you also knew, when you're with Hyunjin, he will treat you with love and will take care of you. But you still felt nervous and since you've never been with anyone before him, you were worried about whether you were truly ready to take that next step. Your body craved him but your mind was nervous.

The thought had been lingering at the back of your mind for a while, a mix of excitement and nerves swirling together. Maybe today, you are ready to take things further.

Your breathing seemed to increase as Hyunjin touched your wrist, a worried expression spread across his face, his brows drawing in together when he felt your pulse race.

“Angel?" He whispered, his voice gentle as he brushed a thumb over your cheek.

You looked at him with a thousand thoughts rushing in your brain. It's been eight months now. You felt like it was better to tell him than keep it to yourself any longer.

Hyunjin cared for you, loved you a lot and you loved him just as much, his presence was like a balm to your nerves. There's no way he'll not understand.

"Hyunjin," You grazed your index finger over the veins of his hand resting on your thigh, taking a deep breath. You felt the rise and fall of Hyunjin's chest as he patiently waited for you to speak.

"Yeah?" He asked, his expression softening.

"I've never..." A lump formed in your throat. "done...it, before." You paused. Oh no, what is he going to think?

You looked at him again and searched his eyes for any sign of judgement or impatience. But then all you found was a soft expression and what looked like a bit of shock.

"You mean..." Hyunjin trailed off but he knew exactly what you were saying.

You nodded, feeling your cheeks flush, a deep scarlet spreading across your face. The words had taken so much courage to say, and now that they were out in the open, you couldn’t help but feel a bit vulnerable.

Hyunjin’s heart skipped a beat as the reality of your confession settled in. A part of him had suspected it, but hearing you say the words aloud still caught him off guard.

He blinked, trying to process the emotions swirling inside him—surprise, tenderness, and an overwhelming sense of protectiveness.

"Angel..." He said, his voice soothing. Your eyes broke from his gaze, falling onto the tiles on the floor, your stomach twisted with a mix of nervousness and so much embarrassment. You couldn't look at him.

"Sweetheart, don't look away from me," He said, his voice full of sincerity. "Talk to me"

His fingers touched your chin and brought your face up to meet his eyes. You looked at him again, feeling a rush of emotions swirl in your heart and mind. Hyunjin watched you with understanding, a tiny smile tugging the corner of his lips.

"You have no idea how much it means to me. That you're trusting me with this." His thumb brushed over your cheek, wiping away a tear you hadn’t realised had fallen.

"You don’t ever have to feel embarrassed or shy with me. I’m honoured that I’m the first, and I promise I’ll take care of you."

You could see the sincerity in his gaze as he spoke, the way he looked at you like you were the most precious thing in the world. It made you feel safe and your heart swelled with emotion for him.

“I’m just...I’m worried I’ll mess something up,” you admitted, your voice trembling slightly. “I don’t want to disappoint you.”

Hyunjin shook his head, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “Angel, you could never disappoint me,” He murmured. “This isn’t about doing everything perfectly."

He cupped your face, his heart racing. "Tell me, do you want to do this? We don't have to do anything that makes you uncomfortable." He said reassuringly.

As much as he wanted you, Hyunjin kept his desires to himself. Locking them away until you gave him the word. He searched your eyes, looking for any sign of hesitation, his thumb gently brushing your cheek.

You swallowed hard. A second or two later you nodded slowly, the nerves bubbling but you knew you wanted this. You were comfortable with him and your life has gotten so much better after meeting him. You knew you were ready.

"Use your words sweetheart, are you sure?"

You took a deep breath, trying to steady the fluttering in your chest. His eyes, full of warmth, held yours with a quiet intensity that made you feel seen, heard, and cherished.

“Yes,” You whispered, your voice soft but sure.

“I’m sure, Hyunjin. I want this. With you."

A gentle smile tugged at his lips as he caressed your cheek. “We’ll take it slow," He reassured, his voice tender. "And if at any point you want to stop, we stop. No questions, no pressure."

His words eased the lingering tension in your body, and you felt a sense of relief wash over you.

He leaned down and took your mouth in his, he could feel the lingering taste of wine on your lips as he swiped the tongue over the seam, dominating but slowly, his hand cupping the back of your neck.

Your hands fisted his hoodie, your tongues were almost against each other, teeth against teeth, Hyunjin slowly guided his hands down your back and pulled you onto his lap.

You straddled him and locked your legs around his waist, softly moaning into his mouth, not breaking apart.

Hyunjin slowly got up, holding you against him and carried you to his bedroom. Once he reached, he twisted the door unlock and entered his dimly lit room, kicking the door shut behind him and walking to his bed, gently laying you on the mattress, pulling apart.

The mattress dipped beneath your weights as Hyunjin stood on his knees and pulled his hoodie over his head, he was wearing a tight white tank top underneath.

You looked up at him, taking in the sight of his beautiful physique, the defined muscles of his chest and arms, it began sending electrifying sensations though your body.

"I'm asking again, Angel." His eyes bore into yours with an intensity mixed with desire and concern. "Do you want to do this?"

"Yes Hyunne," You said breathlessly. "I'm ready. For you."

Hyunjin hummed approvingly, tracing his long fingers over your face, jawline and your bottom lip, down to the hollow of your throat.

You tried to steady your breaths, breathing in slowly as Hyunjin's fingers mapped across your clothed body. He was watching you intensely, helping you relax under the tingles of his fingertips.

"Just relax, baby, okay? Tell me to stop if you want me to stop," He leaned down and pressed his lips on the corner of your mouth.

"Okay..." You said softly, your eyes locking with his, fully trusting him. The trust and anticipation filled in your eyes as you looked at him made him feel like he got punched in the soul.

Hyunjin nodded smiling and reached to the hem of your sweatshirt and removed it through your head leaving you bare with just your pink lace bra.

He couldn't help suppress his smile as he watched your cheeks flush, being so exposed beneath him. The furthest you both have gone is light petting on his couch and your bedroom. Tonight, it's going to change.

"You're so beautiful, my love," He said as he gently placed his palm on your stomach, causing you to hitch a breath. He looked at you but you placed your hand on top of his, indicating him not to stop.

His hand slowly went up your stomach till he reached the swell of your breasts, they were hidden behind the fabric of your bra. Hyunjin wanted to rip it off, close his mouth around your nipples but he was being patient.

He was determined to make you feel that today is the best day of your life.

"Can we remove this, sweetheart?" Hyunjin's voice was a hushed whisper, his fingers toying with the strap of your bra.

You nodded, getting up and moving your hands behind you, unclasping your bra, your breasts pouring out, revealing them to his eyes filled with lust and love.

Hyunjin's eyes widened at the sight, he couldn't stop admiring your beautiful nipples, they looked so pretty and perfect.

His thumb brushed across the tip, it began stiffening under his touch, your heart was racing. Nervousness and anticipation was building in your stomach.

Hyunjin layed you on your back again and leaned down, kissing around the soft muscle and took the bud in his mouth, teased and swirled it with his tongue and began sucking, your chest rose as you moaned at the sensation.

His warm mouth on your breast felt so good, you could feel the wetness pooling between your legs as your thighs squeezed together, your body responding to him in ways that felt entirely new, yet so deeply right.

Hyunjin's hand closed around the other, softly massaging and rolling the tip between his fingers while he was latching on the left one, this feeling was insane. It was something you had never felt before and you just wanted him to keep going. Let him guide you through this new experience.

"Oh, Hyunjin," You moaned, breath hitching now and then, your fingers running through his hair as gave so much attention to your chest.

His face was buried, playing and groaning at the sounds that were escaping from your throat. The sounds of his lips on your skin, the wet slurping and gentle sucking, filled the room, mingling with your breathy moans.

Your heart was thundering behind your ribcage but you were enjoying every second of it. Hyunjin's other hand was closed around your wrist to read your pulse but he knew you were being consumed with need.

After minutes, his mouth left your nipples, his lips swollen and glistening from his attention to your breasts, the look on his face was pure satisfaction.

"I could keep doing that forever baby," He swirled the bud one last time and crushed his mouth on yours.

There were so many emotions swirling in your mind right now, it was nearly overwhelming to calm them down, although your body was begging and craving for his touch.

Hyunjin's fingers now traced across the waistband of your pants, this time you nodded pulling back, now not feeling so nervous anymore.

He smiled, kissing your cheeks and unbuttoning your pants, pulled them down and throwing them on the floor. Now you were in nothing but your panties that matched with your pink bra.

Hyunjin traced his finger over your clothed center, feeling the wetness soaking the fabric, he was doing nothing but stroking his long middle finger over it.

You inhaled a sharp breath. Oh God, this was embarrassing. A rush of self-consciousness flooded you as you realized how loud your gasps were. But before you could silence yourself, Hyunjin's hand flattened against your pussy, the warmth and pressure of his palm grounding you.

"Don't silence your noises, Angel, okay?" His tone was hushed but also a command. "I want to hear how good I'm making you feel."

You nodded as you watched him smile and stand on his knees again, removing his tank top and pants, and now we was in nothing but his boxers. Your eyes fell from his eyes down to his beautifully sculpted body, you expected an artist's signature to be there at the end of the long V of his torso.

Your gaze travelled down to the impressive bulge straining against the fabric of his boxers. The reality of his size made your heart skip a beat. You were feeling nervous again but at the same time you were feeling excited.

"Ready?" He asked, towering you, his arm next to your head holding him up and his other hand's finger twisting the band of your underwear.

"Yeah," You said breathlessly and Hyunjin slid the lace down, leaving you fully naked and exposed.

Tonight he was going to make you feel like a princess. Like a Queen.

"I'm going to take good care of you, my Angel."

He kissed your lips one more time and began making his way down your body, trailing hot wet kisses on your breasts, the valley of your stomach and the rise of your pubic bone.

And as he reached your centre, you were so wet for him, pride and possessiveness washed over him with the sight of your pussy. It was the most beautiful thing he has ever seen. He kissed your clit, as light as feather, you hitched a breath again, your toes curling.

"Baby, just relax. I'll make you feel good," His fingers traced over your wet folds, spreading them gently to reveal your most intimate self. A small hiss escaped your lips as the cool air met your heated core, your eyes fluttering shut as you tried to steady your breathing.

Hyunjin kissed your soft thighs to calm you down and gently got down to your clit again, his tongue moving over your sensitive bud. He groaned into your wetness, pressing his mouth on your pussy, and began eating you out.

This was nearly ecstatic. He was making you feel beyond good. Your body responded so eagerly to him, you forgot how nervous you were. Your mewling sounds made Hyunjin drunk with the taste of your juices, your hand fisted his hair out of instinct and the other grabbing the sheets.

Hyunjin's tongue worked so expertly on you, every lick and flick tingling your body, lapping away your sweetness. He pressed his mouth against you more firmly, his tongue exploring every inch of you, tasting, teasing, and worshiping with every stroke.

When he felt your breathing steady, only moaning in response to him, in an almost torturous inch by inch, he slid his middle finger through your opening, the sensation made you squirm.

"Baby, you taste so good," He said, flattening his tongue over the nub. "So mine." You were squirming at the feeling, moaning while tears leaked from the corner of your eyes.

He added his ring finger after a few seconds and moved them so slowly inside of you. It was clear that you were experiencing something new, something intense, and it made him want to be even more careful, even more gentle.

He was scared to hurt you, he didn't want to cause you any pain. Your pleasure was his pleasure. And he wanted to give you every ounce of it.

Hyunjin watched you, your chest rising and falling, mouth open and eyes half shut at the pleasure he was giving you with his mouth and fingers. He could feel how you tightened around him, your soft moans filling the room, each one like music to his ears.

"Are you feeling good Angel?" He asked softly and kissed your clit.

"Yeah," You moaned. "Yeah, it's...it's so good, Hyunne."

The way you said his name, the way you moaned it, sent a jolt of electric fire straight through him. His heart swelled with so much love at the same time he could feel the insistent throbbing of his own arousal, his cock straining against the fabric of his boxers, begging to dive in you.

Hyunjin wasn’t used to this kind of restraint. He wasn't a patient man. He liked it hard and rough, the kind of sex that left marks imprinted on skin. But tonight was different. It was about you—the love of his life, the one person who made his heart ache with tenderness.

"Hyun—" You gasped when his fingers worked faster.

"It's okay baby, I'm preparing you. Trust me," He said, coming up to your face, kissing away the tears.

"I, I trust you," Your voice came out low and breaking into moans, the sounds of his fingers inside your hot walls and coming out of your throat drove him crazy.

Hyunjin's gaze was intense, his eyes dark with desire as he watched your every reaction, the way your breath hitched, the way your body arched towards him. He loved seeing you like this, completely vulnerable, completely his.

Your nails dug his strong bicep, grooving scars, the stinging pain turned Hyunjin on so much more. After prepping you, Hyunjin withdrew his fingers, you were so wet and your body was now ready for him.

You were flushed and dripping with arousal that your walls clenched around nothing, he smiled at you when your eyes locked. You gently propped on your elbows as Hyunjin reached out to his nightstand, opening the drawer and took out a condom, he held it in between his teeth as he pulled his boxers down.

You were right. Hyunjin is BIG. His cock was finally freed from the confines, it was so hard, jutting up, long and veiny, you could feel it throbbing without even touching it. The tip was angry, leaking pre cum, you swallowed looking at his impressive shaft. The mere idea of it being inside of you made you feel like it was impossible.

You swallowed hard again, the nervousness building up once more, heart racing. It was like he could feel it, he turned back to you taking the condom in his hand, his fingers pressing on your hair.

"I'll be gentle baby, I promise." His eyes softened as he watched you, the look of his gaze spoke to your heart, promising that this will be the best thing you ever experienced.

"I, I want you Hyunjin," You reached and put your hands around his neck, your body was craving for him despite the nervousness.

"I'm all yours baby," He kissed your cheek. "Just relax and let me take care of you, my sweet Angel."

He said and settled in between you, spreading your thighs and ripped the foil open with his teeth, rolling the condom on. He held your waist and positioned himself near your hole, you felt the tip brush against your entrance, making you shiver with anticipation.

Every inch of your bodies were on fire, consumed my love and desire. You wanted Hyunjin inside you and Hyunjin wanted to dive in.

With one long breath, Hyunjin looked at you, his fingers intertwined with your fingers, his mouth collided with yours and the other hand holding your waist, he was finally, wondrously going inside you.

Inch by inch of his huge length filled you with an amount of pain and pleasure, your back arched into him, you were wincing. Hyunjin didn't leave your mouth until he was fully inside you.

When he pulled apart, your eyes fluttered open meeting his, it was glassy with tears and was streaming down your face. He kissed your wet cheeks, his grip tightening on your waist.

You were so tight, clamping his cock so nicely, Hyunjin felt like he could come right now, but he held himself.

Hyunjin has to be gentle. For you. He promised. And he will. He had never been one to hold back, but for you, he would restrain every urge, every impulse, because he knew how important this was. Not just for you, but for the both of you.

"Are you feeling okay? He stilled.

"Yeah," You let out a shaky breath and gripped his arm. "It's so...good, oh my God."

Hyunjin smiled so widely, his heart swelling with a mix of pride and overwhelming love. The way you looked at him, the way your breath hitched, sent a rush of warmth through his chest.

“Good,” He whispered, his voice thick with emotion as he leaned down to pressed his lips on your forehead. His lips lingered there for a moment, soaking in the warmth of your skin, his body caging you. Protecting you.

Your breath shuddered when he looked down at you, your eyes wide and filled with a mix of vulnerability and lust. Hyunjin kissed you again, your fingers tightening around his hand as he began moving, the first pull and push was discomforting.

The initial stretch was intense, a mixture of pleasure and a slight burn, but Hyunjin’s calm presence kept you anchored. He paused, giving you time to adjust, you whined into his mouth, still feeling a painful friction. You let out a wincing sound, Hyunjin stroked your hair, trying to steady you.

"It's okay, it's okay baby. You're doing so well my love,"

With his soothing voice, it became easier, the pain and discomfort was being replaced by pleasure with each new thrust. You adjusted to the sensation, feeling the tension begin to ebb, replaced by a growing sense of fullness.

You almost couldn't believe that this was happening. You were doing it. Sex. With Hyunjin, and your heart never felt this happy.

Soon you were moaning, louder and louder with each thrust, he began increasing his pace. Your hand came up to his face, tracing his features, he held it and kissed your palm.

Hyunjin watched your reactions closely, his eyes never leaving your face as he sought out the smallest signs of discomfort, ready to stop the moment you needed him to.

But all he saw was your pleasure, the way your body responded to him, the way you melted under his touch. It was intoxicating, more than anything he had ever experienced before.

"Fuck, Angel," He groaned.

Your walls were clenching him so nicely, he felt like he was going to explode, it drove him insane. His voice was raw with the effort it took to maintain control. You looked so heavenly beneath him, he couldn't believe his eyes.

"Hyunjin..." Pleasure consumed you whole, you moaned as Hyunjin fucked you slow and gentle before he scooped your leg, holding the underside of your thigh so that he can dive in a bit deeper.

Your head fell back against the pillow as you gasped, your eyes fluttered shut, mouth falling open as you took him in like you were made for him. Hyunjin was so proud of you. He watched you getting drowned in pleasure, letting yourself get lost to him. Your fingers locked again, he never let them go.

Hyunjin's mouth leaned close to your ear, whispering words of praise to you, how gorgeous you are, how much he loves you and how you are doing so well. Somehow those words were more intimate than the actual sex.

"You're so perfect for me," He murmured into your ear, his voice low and husky, the words laced with a mix of love and lust.

His breath was hot against your skin, sending shivers down your spine as his body moved in sync with yours.

"Taking me so well...You feel so fucking good."

The way he moved inside you, the way he held your hand so tightly, grounding you even as he drove you to the brink of ecstasy—it was overwhelming in the best way possible.

Your heart, body and soul was on fire as Hyunjin began increasing his pace and leaned down, resting your leg back down on the mattress and began sucking your nipple as he continued thrusting. Your free hand held the back of his neck and went through his damp hair as he licked and sucked.

The air was soaking with sweat, gasps, groans, and the rhythmic slapping of skin against skin.

Moan after moan poured out of your throat, growing louder and needy as he went in and out, you felt him hit all the spots. There were no more signs of any pain or discomfort or nervousness and you wanted more.

"More, Hyunjin," You moaned, arching your back and bucking your hips, needing him.

"Do you like this sweetheart? Do you feel good?" He asked, removing his mouth from the swollen bud. Hyunjin's voice was rough, almost strained, he lifted his head to look at you before dipping down again to kiss and suck at your other breast.

"Yeah, yeah...Oh—" You moaned loudly as your eyes shot open when he hit that one spot that made you feel something tingle and building in your lower stomach.

He groaned in your chest knowing he was bringing you to the brink of your first orgasm. Hyunjin was filled with so much pride. His cock twitched inside you, the two of you were reaching the depths of your highs. He was losing himself in you, just as you were losing yourself in him.

"You're mine, all mine," He growled softly, his grip on your hand tightening as he thrusted deeper, filling you completely. "I'm so fucking proud of you, baby. You're so good...so fucking perfect."

The sound of his voice, rough with lust, sent a fresh wave of pleasure crashing over you, your grip tightened, nails digging into his skin as you felt yourself nearing the edge.

It's here. It's here, you can feel it. And so can he.

"Hyunjin...oh...gosh..." He smiled wide at your breathless voice.

"I know, baby" He groaned, his pace quickening, the tension in his voice making it clear that he was right there with you, he placed a hot kiss on your neck.

"Go on my Angel, come for me, I've got you."

Hyunjin said and kept moving, rocking his hips, you were moaning uncontrollably. His words were your undoing and with a sharp cry, you surrendered to the pleasure, your body trembling as you came undone in his arms.

The tingles in your stomach untangled as you felt your release, it took over your whole body, your back arched against him. Hyunjin held you as you screamed his name, coming down in ecstasy all over his cock, your other hand clawing his back.

Hyunjin growled in your neck, he sped up, his movements becoming more urgent, more desperate, until he slammed into you one final time, cussing and filling his load deep into the condom, moans broken and loud spilling out, your body shaking beneath him.

He stopped thrusting, his cock was continuously twitching inside of you, the feeling of his release making him groan harshly. Hyunjin gently lowered himself onto you, his weight comforting as he pressed his strong body over yours.

"Fuck...fuck..." His face was buried in your neck, the aftershocks of his release making him shudder against you, tears streamed down your cheeks again in pleasure.

You both held each other's sweaty bodies, Hyunjin was still inside you as the aftermath of your shared climax slowly began fading, until you both caught your breaths, calming down from the highs of your comedowns.

As the waves of pleasure finally began to subside, Hyunjin lifted his head from the crook of your neck, looking at your face flushed crimson. He brushed away the strands of hair that were glued on your face, smiling so widely, it made your heart ache.

A few seconds later, Hyunjin slowly pulled out of you after his breathing was steadied and discarded the condom. You got up when he turned to you and wrapped your hands around him, the sudden movement made him lose his balance, and he fell back onto the bed, bringing you with him.

You landed on top of him, both of you laughing softly.

"Heyy babe," He chuckled and before he said anything else, he hugged you back tightly.

"Thank you," You cried into his arms out of an overwhelming amout of happiness radiating off you, your chest pressed against his. "This was perfect."

You sniffled, feeling the dampness spread across his skin, mingling with the sheen of sweat that covered both of your bodies. Hyunjin's arms wrapped around you even tighter, his embrace warm and strong. You felt his hand gently stroking your back, his touch comforting and full of emotion as you buried your face in his neck.

"How are you feeling Angel?" He asked once you finally pulled back slightly, his hand came up to cup your face.

"Stronger than ever before."

Hyunjin’s eyes softened as he gazed at you, his thumb gently brushing away the tears that still clung to your lashes.

“That makes me so happy to hear,” Hyunjin whispered, his voice filled with emotion.

He reached and planted his lips yours, sweet and softly, conveying everything he felt for you. It was slow, gentle, and full of the love you both shared.

“I’m so proud of you,” He continued pulling back, his voice low and soothing. “For being so brave and thank you...for trusting me…”

Your heart swelled at his words, the sincerity and warmth in his voice making you feel even closer to him. You reached and cupped his face in your hand, your thumb gently caressing his cheek as you looked into his eyes.

“I trust you with everything I am,” You said softly, your voice full of emotion.

"I love you," Hyunjin murmured, his eyes shining with affection. "You’re everything to me, Angel. I’ll always be here for you, no matter what."

"I love you too," You smiled, the happiness overwhelming you, radiating from your heart.

You couldn’t believe how lucky you were to have found someone like Hyunjin, someone who loved you so deeply, who saw you for who you were and cherished you all the more for it.

You rested your head on his chest, you could hear the rhythm of his heartbeat beneath your ear. Each beat was a reassuring reminder of his presence, the gentle rise and fall of his chest as his breaths created a comforting lullaby, a soothing backdrop to the moment you shared.

“Let’s stay like this,” You whispered, raising your head and looking at him, your voice soft. “Just for a little while longer.”

Hyunjin smiled, pressing a sweet peck on your nose. “For as long as you want, Angel,” He murmured, his voice full of devotion.

“I’m not going anywhere.”

You nestled closer to him, your body on top of his, your head resting on Hyunjin's chest as you listened to the steady beat of his heart. His arms held you securely, and you both felt a sense of belonging.

A feeling of peace washed over you, knowing that this was exactly where you and Hyunjin were meant to be.

Together, in love, now and always.

. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

Enjoyed this one shot? Consider checking my masterlist for more. Requests? Check 𝚁𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚜 (& 𝚁𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜)

Thank you for reading!

xx,Ivyy

[milkteabinniechan]

bath water | hwang hyunjin

pairing: virgin! Hyunjin x afab reader // ☕ | m.list

summary: your friend Hyunjin wants to paint on a new canvas: you. And while you are supportive, you didn't think it would feel so good...

warnings: body worship, fingering (f. receiving) smut

part two here

“Well, I actually want to paint on you.” his voice lingered over the receiver. The pause weighed heavy between the two of you.

“You want me paint me?” you held your phone away from your ear, almost about to drop it. Hyunjin was an amazing artist. His pieces could be in museums, in art galleries. Why would he want to paint-

“Huh?” you chimed in finally. 

Hyunjin went on to explain some videos he had seen recently demonstrating what they called a human canvas. Artists would paint on the person’s back, or legs, or arms, or… Hyunjin’s voice became softer until the heavy pause appeared again. 

You agreed, somewhat reluctantly, to meet at his apartment the following weekend. He told you to wear comfortable clothes. As you paced your way up to his front door, all you could think about was his concentrated face as he paints, now that face would be on you.

Hyunjin answered the door in a loose-fitting white t-shirt and black sweatpants. His hair was messy and he looked exhausted.

“Hey, come on in,” he stepped back and made room for you to walk past him, “I was just getting set up. I put some plastic sheets on the floor and picked out all the colors I would need.”

You turned toward his living room to see a corner of the room with a few small plastic squares laid carefully on the hardwood floors. Pastel colors each in their individual cups and palettes. Paint brushes in various sizes splayed out around the floor as well. He really was full prepared. You chuckled to yourself, you weren’t surprised. When it came to his art, Hyunjin put everything he had into it. 

“Alright, so…” hyunjin entered the room after you, “are you ready to get started?” His face was already turning red, as was yours. You could feel your cheeks getting warmer. You cleared your throat and nodded your head.

“Yeah. Let’s do this!” you shouted, fist in the air. Your sudden enthusiasm startling Hyunjin. He burst out laughing and playfully pushed your shoulder.

“You goof.” He smiled.

You smiled back. You had always found a way to make him laugh, and he had always found a way to put you at ease. Then you tugged at your shirt, remembering the whole reason you came over here. Your smile started to fade.

“Did you want to paint my arms? Or my back? Or my-”

“Your back.” Hyunjin cut you off. “I figured it would give me the most space to erm, work with.”

“Sounds good.” your enthusiastic voice now draining by the second. 

You tugged at the hem of your shirt and began to pull it up over your head. Hyunjin quickly turned his back to you, awkwardly staring at the wall in front of him. He instructed you to turn away from him once you were ready and he would get started.

“Ready.” you signaled softly, your bare back now facing him. You held your breasts with both hands, a chill rising up over your entire body. Hyunjin worked in silence as you heard the sound of paint brushes dipping in water, then in what you assume was the paint. 

The first stroke of his paintbrush was cold, very cold. You jumped at the feeling. The soft bristles trailing down your skin, leaving a damp, cool sensation behind. 

“Is it okay?” Hyunjin spoke gently. 

You weakly murmured a yes. Your eyes closed, focused intensely on the swirling motions and shapes that he was creating on your skin. You could picture his face, tightly squeezing and scrunching. Suddenly, he stopped painting.

“All done.” He spoke finally. Your eyes fluttered open. Had you fallen asleep? It all happened so fast. 

“Already?” you tried to turn your head around, attempting to catch a glimpse of his work.

“I was point for two hours, goof. You must have zoned out.” Hyunjin stood up and stretched his arms and rolled his shoulders.

Two hours? You thought. Painting felt amazing. You were almost sad it was over. You didn’t want it to be over. You wanted more. The feeling of the paint brush across your skin. Wet paint dripping down your body. Wait. You thought, This was turning you on. You selfishly had an idea, but you had no notion if Hyunjin would even agree to it. You didn’t even know if he had seen a woman naked before. You didn’t want to overstep, but unholy thoughts were consuming you.

“Y-you know,” you started, “you could paint my front too, Hyunjin.” You turned your body toward him, his body still towering over yours. Your hands were still cupped over your breasts, but it’s where Hyunjin’s eyes were glued.

For a moment, he didn’t speak, neither of you did. You both just stared at each other, unsure what to say next. Eventually, you spoke again.

“Only if you have more to paint, of course. More ideas.” You waited again for a response. Hyunjin’s eyes were wide. His mouth tightened to a thin line across his face. You could feel your face growing hot again. Regretting every moment of the last five minutes.

“I-I don’t think that would be such a g-good idea.” Hyunjin said under his breath, avoiding eyes contact now. He rubbed the back of his nack and stared at the floor next to you.

You felt your heart fall into your stomach. Your throat dried up to dust and the air was pressed instantly from your lungs. Tears pricked the corners of your eyes as you broke eye contact with Hyunjin. You turned your face away quickly so he wouldn’t see how red it was. 

“I’m going to go wash up, then.” was all you could think to say. 

You stood fast and made your way to his bathroom. After you took a few minutes to catch your breath in front of the mirror,  you turned on the bathtub. The hot water filling the tub, inviting you in to wash away this incredibly uncomfortable experience. You slide off your pants and underwear, setting them in a pile with your shirt to dress when you were done. You let yourself slide into the clear water. Just your head poking and bobbing out.

Suddenly, dread filled your entire body. You couldn’t wash all this paint off yourself, it was on your back. There was no loofa or sponge to wash with. And now you just made an idiot of yourself in front of your friend. You could feel tears welling up in your eyes again.

“Can I help?” Hyunjin spoke from the other side of the door. 

“No, no. I’ve got it!” you lied.

“Please, let me help you.” Hyunjin’s sincerity was palpable, even through the closed door. 

You begrudgingly allowed him inside, adding the small caveat that you were completely nude in his bathtub. Suprisingly, he came in anyway. He walked in with eyes closed. Blindly feeling around to get his barrings again. At last, he stood in front of the tub, eyes still shut tight.

“I’m sorry.” Hyunjin whispered. “I just-I’ve never…” his pleading eyes finally meeting yours. You searched his face to try to decipher what he was trying to say. You tried your best to use your hands to cover yourself, to allude to some sort of modesty. But you were hesitant if it was working at all. 

“I’m a virgi-” Hyunjin had lost his train of thought. He had lost everything that was ever on his mind when he saw you laying in the bathtub. The paint from his human canvas has started to dissolve and disperse into the clear water around you. The colors swirling and dancing together to form new color combinations. Reds and purples, and blues and yellows were seeking and chasing new paths around the curves of your naked body. You were magnificent. 

You watched Hyunjin’s eyes trace your exposed body from top to bottom, like he was memorizing every detail. On instinct, you slowly moved your hands away from your breasts and your soft slit. The sight of your hard nipples poking in and out of the swiriling, colorful water made Hyunjin fall to his knees in front of the bathtub. His eyes never leaving your body. You inspected his face to try to see what he wanted, when instantaneously, his hand appeared in the water with you. His long fingers dipped into the warm bath water, lightly grazing your outer thigh. You cautiously lifted your leg, the sound of the water trickling off of your skin. He froze, unsure of what to do next. 

You grasp your hand around his fingers and pull them down toward your slit. Slowly you and Hyunjin inch closer, careful to notice any hesitation, but soon it is his hand leading yours. It is his fingers that are pulling closer towards your enterance. One finger gracefully strokes the outside of your cunt. Starting at the top and sliding down between your lips, then back up again. He was completely entranced, utterly hypnorized. You let out a ragged breath as you watched his index and middle finger, little by little, message your soft lips until your clit began to swell. His middle finger felt it first, welcoming the invitation on sliding in deeper. 

His hand completely moving on instinct now. Rubbing around the clit, small circles at first. He wanted to learn what you liked, how your body reacted. It was like painting again, combining different colors to see what new would come of it. He felt your legs twitch when he applied more pressure, your hips would buck ever so slightly when his rubbed faster. He wanted to see what else he could make your body do. You were his best art project. His human canvas.

[paperclip-skz]

Overheard

fem*Reader x Hyunjin

*WARNING*

contains: p n v, sex, unprotected sex, kissing, second hand embarrassment, "caught", not proof read, I'm sure I missed something; let me know in the comments.

WC: 2.6k

*****

“Yeah, yeah, I just got home, " you say as you close the door to your friend's apartment. You didn’t tell him you were coming over, but he wouldn’t have given you a key to his home if he didn’t want you showing up unannounced. If that's not the case, then it's really on him. 

You told your friend you were headed home, but you didn't want to go home. Home is empty and cold, but Hyunjin’s home is warm and cozy, not yours, so you decide to go to his instead. It's perfectly normal for you to sleep over at his house; you two have been friends for years, and you're both completely comfortable with each other; it's totally not related to the massive crush you secretly have on him… yeah, that has nothing to do with anything. 

“Oh. My. God. No. Way.” you dramatically roll your eyes as your friend nags you about the latest drama in your friend group. You cared about your friends, of course you did, but at the moment, you couldn’t care less about what was happening in other people's lives. All you wanted to do was to relax and watch bad TV in your best friend's arms on the couch, with a nice cup of tea and a warm blanket.

You kick your heels off by the door and drag yourself to the couch, where you lay your bag. 

Hyunjin is utterly unaware of your presence in his apartment. He gave you that key because he knows you and always wants you around, but usually, he would hear something, either the door opening and closing, announcing your arrival, or maybe a dramatic groan from you, a groan he would laugh at, a groan he secretly loved. 

But this time, he didn’t hear anything; as far as he knew, he was utterly alone in the apartment. So, he stepped out of the shower with a towel loosely wrapped around his waist and water dripping from his long hair. He went to the kitchen to grab the cup of tea he had prepared before showering.

He still didn’t notice your presence even when he entered the shared kitchen/ living room, the living room you were currently in, sitting on the couch….eyes popping out of your skull. 

You stopped talking to your friend way before Hyunjin walked into the room practically naked. Sure, you'd steal a glance every now and again when he lifted his shirt, but you’ve never seen him shirtless. You're basically foaming at the mouth, staring at his back as he stirs his little cup of tea. 

As you watch him, you swallow thickly; you can't help but notice the intricate movements of his muscles as they subtly contract and relax. The fabric around his waist drapes casually, emphasizing the contours of his body. With each strand of hair that cascades across his face, you feel an overwhelming impulse to delicately brush it away.

Suddenly, Hyunjin felt a thickness in the room and a slight shuffle. He turned around, holding the counter tightly behind him. Once your eyes connected with his, they bulged in surprise. “Y/N! What are you doing here?” His voice came out in an awkward high pitch, which would have made you laugh if it wasn’t for the towel slowly cascading down to the floor. 

Your mind becomes cloudy, and words fail to escape your tongue. Your breath turns into a suppressed gasp, refusing to break free, and your eyes remain open, unable to close even if they want to.

Hyunjin isn’t fast enough. You’ve already seen…it. And the blush has already covered his cheeks. Before a word can be uttered, Hyunjin flees from the scene and dashes into his room.

You're left alone in a heated room, cheeks flushed, mind dizzy, and your friend yelling at you on the other end. 

“Oh, sorry!”

****

The cold breeze makes your skin shiver. Shortly after Hyunjin ran, you fled the scene yourself to the balcony of the apartment, trying to focus back on your friend. But you couldn’t help it; Hyunjin clouded your mind more than before. What was once just a simple and harmless crush was now going to become much more dangerous now that you knew what he looked like. 

“You sound like you're somewhere else,” your friend gives up. 

You sigh. “I’m sorry, it's just…I had an…awkward encounter with Hyunjin a little bit ago, and I can’t stop thinking about it.”

“What happened?” your friend perks interest, noticing your mood change.

A smile creeps up as you recall the memory. You probably shouldn’t tell your friend; it was embarrassing, and Hyunjin probably wouldn’t want them to know. But it's eating at you not to tell someone, especially not to tell someone what you saw. 

He knew he had to face you at some point. You were still out there, in his living room, probably standing there with shock written all over your face. He slowly made his way out of his room, now fully clothed. Once he got out into the living room, he saw you on the balcony, talking on your phone. A sigh left him, knowing the awkward moment could be spared a bit longer. 

As he turned his head, he caught a glimpse of the side of your face. A lovely pink blush adorned your cheeks—you only blush when you're talking about something exciting. And your eyes gleam with a sparkle—he desperately wants to know what you're talking about. 

Without thinking, he walks to the balcony door, your back facing him. He creaks the door open only slightly to get a hint of what you're talking about. His name falls from your lips, and he immediately smiles….until he knows why his name fell from your delicate lips. 

“And he was so….” words fail on your tongue.

“So what! Big? Small? Average??! “

“BIG,” you try to keep your voice down, not wanting Hyunjin to overhear in case he is in the next room. Little did you know he could hear everything. “F/N, he was huge, and I’m talking like Magic Mike level.” A soft laugh leaves you, and you can hear your friend getting excited - She knows you’ve had a major crush on Hyunjin for a while.

Hyunjin leaves the door as is, thinking you might just ignore the fact that it was ajar. He leaves with a proud smile, stretching his face. You thought he was big… his chest puffs out with ego written all over it. 

Hyunjin noticed you finishing your conversation on the phone and beginning to hang up. He quickly returned to the kitchen as if you didn’t make his heart spike. Fortunately, he managed to make his way back to the kitchen, casually stirring his team, giving off the impression that he was unfazed.… Yeah, everything is perfectly normal. There is definitely not any discomfort in his pants at the mention of you saying he's big. 

You walk in, trying to act casual, until you see Hyunjin leaning against the counter with a cup of tea in hand. Your heart sinks as you immediately recall the moment just a while ago, at that very spot, with much less clothing. 

“Hey,” he says in a calm, relaxed tone. 

“Hey,” you mimic. 

“So, what were you and your friend talking about?” he smirks while taking a sip of his tea. 

Your mouth works quicker than your head can muster up an excuse, “Oh uhh. Nothing, just girl talk.” You try to distract yourself by making your way into the kitchen, trying to find a cup of your own to make some tea. 

“Ah, I see.” There is a long pause before he says, "Sorry about earlier.” Your cheeks flush. 

“Earlier?” you turn back to Hyunjin, who is rubbing the back of his neck while his eyes look up at you. “OH,” you deserve some sort of acting award or something like an Oscar. “Don’t worry about it; I didn’t see anything.” 

“Really?” he rounds the corner of the counter, coming closer to you. Your grip on the white mug you grabbed earlier tightens as Hyunjin comes face-to-face with you. 

“Yeah… really?” you swallow so hard you think he can hear you. 

He nods with a sure smirk and starts leaning back on the nearby counter. You watch his frame relax into the counter, his cup of tea still in his hand. You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. For a second, you thought he heard you on the balcony; that would be -

“So, you think I’m big?” 

The cup in your hand clings to the floor, along with your heart. He watches you slowly turn your head to him with a terrified expression. “I-uh-i,” you stutter, but all your met with is Hyunjin’s laughter. 

He barrels over in a fit of giggles, holding his stomach like his insides will explode out of him. “My god, you should see your face right now.”

“Ha. ha.” Your laugh is humorless as you continue to watch him. Suddenly, his back straightens, and he composes himself. Your mind races with potential situations. He could yell at you for being disgusting, or he could continue laughing at you, or he could kiss you. Wait, what?

His long sigh brings you back to reality, a reality that has Hyunjin right in front of you with a different kind of darkness in his eyes. His cup has somehow transferred to the counter, leaving his hands empty and itching for something to hold. His smirk still plays on his lips, making you shrink. 

“You're cute when you blush.” The warmth on your cheeks burns your skin, and your eyes dart anywhere but his. 

Your hand comes up to feel the heat radiating off of you, “you didn’t answer my question, pretty.” his dark change of tone makes your thighs clench and your insides melt. His silky voice is like a broken record in your mind, making your legs feel weak. 

“Y-yes,” you whisper. 

“Do you want me to show you exactly how big it is?” His face comes closer to yours. You can feel the warmth of his breath; both your lips at a whisper of a touch.

“Y-yes” 

“Yes what doll?” His hand carefully cups your jaw, forcing you to look nowhere but at him. 

“Yes, sir?” His devious smirk widens as a devilish glint sparkles in his eyes.

It was a struggle to untwine your bodies with each other, but you both eventually made it down the hall and into Hyunjin’s room without your lips disconnecting. His hands held you like a vice, grabbing every bit of your body he could. 

Your clothes are being pulled off your body, leaving you bare on Hyunjin’s bed. His tongue darts out to swipe a long stripe up your stomach to your chest. You arch your body, chasing more of him, wanting more of him. 

Your pleas and whines don’t go unnoticed, and Hyunjin is quick to pull his shirt over his head. You take a moment to admire the perfectly sculpted torso thats before you. You ogle over every ridge and define sharp lines that make up his body. 

“Like what you see, doll?” 

You swallow your words, nodding your head instead. “Awe, barely even touched you, and you're already too fucked to speak,” he giggles, leaning his body down to ghost his lips across yours. Your body begs for the satisfying feeling of his lips on yours, for his body pressing down on yours. 

You squirm underneath him, not getting the friction you so desperately need. Small moans and whimpers are music to Hyunjin’s ears. “You want me, baby?” you nod your head vigorously, the dark colour of his voice sending sparks of pleasure shooting to your heat. 

Suddenly, Hyunjin is slipping out of his sweats, scrunching them to his waist. His cock springs free, shooting against his lower abdomen. Slowly he spreads your legs apart, presenting your dripping bare cunt. He coats his throbbing tip between your dripping folds, spreading the wetness all over your inner thighs. “I’ll show you just how big I really am”. 

And with one final teasing flick against your clit, he’s pushing inch by thumping thick inch into your clenching walls. The unprepared burn freezes your entire body, making you still underneath him, but Hyunjin doesn’t let up. He keeps pushing every inch he has, pressing his pubic bone to your hips. You can feel him kiss your cervix with a gentle push of his thighs; anything that could form into words melts into moans, and your eyes cross with no thought in mind. 

His head disappears into the crook of your neck, and he smells your sweet scent like it's the only thing keeping him in control, the only thing holding him back from setting a brutal pace. 

You could feel your body relaxing into the pleasurable burn that was the stretch of Hyunjin’s cock. You could feel the juices of your own arousal dripping downwards. “Baby,” your strained whisper brought Hyunjin back from whatever euphoric spell he was under, bringing his head back up to you, “move baby, I need you to move”.

With that, his hips started to push inward, pulling his cock to a halfway point only to slowly push forward. You could feel your walls stretch and flex with every move he made. Your body practically vibrated, and your hands were clawing at Hyunjin’s back, wanting him to bully your cunt like it belonged to him, like you belonged to him. 

You swing your legs around his hip, urging him on, but it only gives him an idea. 

He could feel your walls clenching around his length like your life depended on it. He knew you wanted him deeper, faster; he knew you wanted more, but you were going to take what he gave you. Giving you a small hint of success at your little plea, he sprung his hips all the way back until his tip kissed the outskirts of your folds, only to slowly push back in, feeling your walls hug his cock perfectly. You made a pitiful moan in frustration, a sound that seemed to amuse him as he let out a dark and mocking laugh. “You’ll take what I give you,” he spat, which only made you clench around him. 

He set his pace slow and deep, forcing you to take it his way. Until he couldn’t take it anymore. You were so warm, so wet for him, so perfect to the touch, and you even smelled so sweet. His hips started to rock, forgetting his previous pace; he began to lose all control with the feeling of being inside you. 

With everything that had been happening, you could feel the heavy knot twist and turn with every deep plunge Hyunjin made. But with the added pressure of his cruel pace and the way his dick curved in just the right way to bully your g-spot, your legs began to shake, and your whole body tensed. The knot quickly snaps, sending you in a spiral of pleasure. 

Hyunjin refused to stop; with every intrusion of his thick cock battered against your over-stimulated walls, dragging shrinks of pleasure from your throat. You lost yourself in complete bliss, your body seizing and trembling out of control. 

You could feel his thrust getting sloppier up till when you felt his thick seed coat your inner walls white. You will never forget this feeling, the feeling of being completely and utterly full of Hyunjin’s cum, of it dripping out of you while him still being inside of you.

Hyunjin collapsed on top of you, propping his forearm next to you so he wasn’t completely crushing you. 

“So…was it as big as you thought?”

[4ranghaes]

hwang hyunjin x reader [fluff, fem terms used (goddess, princess)]

20:13 - the two of you sat in silence, you on one side of the couch, dozing as you flicked through a magazine, your boyfriend was on the other side of the couch, a pencil in his hand, lightly scratching across a large canvas.

he groaned, “i don’t know what to draw.”

you hummed, as if taken from a daze, looking up at him before giggling. he’d rested his head on the back of the sofa, his lips pouty (as they always were) and his eyes big.

“you’ll figure it out, hyunjin, baby. you always do.”

he hummed, seemingly overtaken by an idea as the pencil started moving once again.

“hyunjin,” you groaned, seeing his flitting glances up to your face and back down to the canvas, “are you drawing me again?”

“my muse,” he smiled, your complaints falling upon deaf ears.

“you need to start drawing something else or the critics will become furious,” you joked, going back to your magazine.

hyunjin was distracted as he made a noise of agreement, “yeah, yeah. you just stay right there.”

you sighed, soon running out of magazine to read as you instead decided to watch your boyfriend; his concentrated face as he worked on your portrait. he must’ve memorised every mark of your face by now, he’s painted it enough times.

“a rough sketch,” he finally said, turning the canvas so that you could see. “needs detailing, painting, shading, obviously. but i won’t finish all that tonight.”

a smile grew on your face. he really did seem to capture you in a way in which you knew he loved you. it was a lazy evening, lounging around with your boyfriend after a day of not very much - and somehow, you looked like a goddess draped over a chasé lounge.

“you like it?” he asked, chewing on his lip nervously.

“i look like a princess, hyunnie. it’s gorgeous,” you spoke, hyunjin placing the canvas on the floor and opening his arm up for you to snuggle up beside him.

“you are a princess,” he pressed, stroking your hair out of your face.

“yeah i know, your princess,” you scoffed sarcastically.

“no!” he exclaimed, peering down at you, “well yes. but versace’s princess as well, don’t you know?”

you rolled your eyes, laughing at the idea, “i don’t think it works like that, hyunnie.”

“well, i’m the prince, and i say it does so, sorry, you’re the versace princess now,” he shrugged, kissing your temple and holding your body even tighter against his, “donatella’s your mother-in-law now, i don’t make the rules.”

[doitforbangchan]

imagine Hyunjin jerking off to a picture of you

He holds his phone out a few inches from his face, his other hand making languid movements over his cock. Hyunjin would whimper, biting his lip to keep the noise from escaping but we all know a few stray moans would come out anyway.

This all started when you posted a pic from your latest night out. The short dress you were wearing doing absolute wonders for your figure.

Him being away from you on tour was torture for Hyunjin. He wanted to be with you so bad but since he couldn’t he went into his private folder on his phone for the pics he took of you before he left for tour.

Now here he was, cock held tightly in his fist and eyes locked on a picture of your pussy leaking his cum.

“Oh baby i’m gonna cum. Nnnnnnhggg i wanna cum in your pretty pussy baby” He was saying to himself while imagining fucking you.

one

two

three more pumps was all it took until he spilled all over his own hand, body shaking and wishing it was you.

[dancinglikebutterflywings]

11:37pm | Hwang Hyunjin

Pairing: Hwang Hyunjin x Reader

Request: No.

Synopsis: Hyunjin wants to spend the last thirty minutes of his birthday with his love.

Warnings: Established relationship.

Word Count: 754 - this turned out longer than I expected.

Stray Kids Masterlist | Tag List Sign-Up | Requesting Guidelines

©️ No one has permission to copy, translate and/or repost my fics on here or any other site. Likes, Comments & Reblogs are welcomed and appreciated. 

Hyunjin rushed straight from his birthday live to Y/N's apartment, eager to spend the last thirty minutes of his special day with his beloved. Despite exchanging texts and calls throughout the day, it simply wasn't enough for him. Their plans for tomorrow didn't suffice either. He longed to see her, to be in her presence. Due to their hectic work schedules, it had been a whole week since they last met in person. All he wanted for his birthday was to be with her. He made sure to arrive at her apartment by 11:30pm. He would have come sooner, but cutting his birthday live short would have caused some trouble.  

The moment he stepped inside, Y/N found herself enveloped in his arms, causing her to almost drop the small cake and flowers she held in her hands.  

"Happy Birthday!" she exclaimed with excitement as he released her. "I know you've probably had enough cake, but I wanted to get a small one just for you," she rambled on. "I also got you some flo-"  

Her words were abruptly cut off as Hyunjin lips clashed against hers.  

"Thank you," he whispered, his voice brimming with gratitude as he pulled away from the kiss. "But you didn't have to."  

"I know, but I wanted to do something special for you," she replied, beaming from ear to ear.  

"Being with you right now, is all I need,” he says and takes the cake and flowers from her. 

Placing the cake and flowers on the table, he notices a large canvas facing backwards leaning against the wall. Curiosity piqued his interest. He takes a step towards the other end of the table. "What's this?"  

"Nothing!" Y/N exclaims, a hint of panic in her voice. She hurriedly rushes towards the canvas, snatching it from the table before he can get a hold of it. "It's nothing. You don't want to see it."  

"Did you paint something for me, baby?" he asks, his heart swelling with joy at the thought of her creating something special for him. She has always been incredibly supportive and interested in his artwork. She never gets upset when he immerses himself in his makeshift art studio (her spare bedroom) to draw and paint. She encourages him in every way possible, and that's one of the many things he adores about her.  

"Define painting something," she cringes, glancing at the painting in her hands.  

"I really want to see it," he insists, reaching out for the canvas, only for her to step back, shaking her head.  

"Trust me, you don't want to." 

He can see the conflict between wanting to show her painting to him and the fear of what his reaction might be. He takes a step closer, gently placing a hand on her arm, trying to reassure her.  

"Y/N, you know I love everything you do. From cooking me food to how you paint my nails and everything in between" he pleads, his voice filled with genuine curiosity. “You did it for me right? Please let me see it.” 

She hesitates for a moment, her grip on the canvas tightening. Finally, she takes a deep breath, and nods letting him know she did paint it for him. Slowly, she turns the painting around, revealing it to him.  

As his eyes fall upon the artwork, his face lights up. She’s unsure why. On the canvas is a mess of colours, some blended together to make other colours. In the center is a giant outline of a heart in black. In the middle of the heart is their initials ‘H.H + L/N Y/N’.  

“You did this for me?” he asks, once again. “Baby, this is the best gift I’ve ever gotten!”  

“I doubt it’s better than the gifts you got from Versace,” she mutters more to herself. “I could have done better.” 

“What are you talking about?” Hyunjin says letting her know that he heard what she said. “This is perfect and so much better than the gifts I got from Versace. You painted this with your own hands. You made it with love. It is by far the best gift I’ve ever gotten. As soon as I get back to the dorms, it’s going on my wall.” 

He places the painting back on the table, the canvas facing the right way, so the painting is on display. He pulls Y/N back into his arms and presses another kiss to her lips. “I love you.” 

“I love you too,” Y/N replies, kissing him back. “Happy Birthday, my love.” 

TAGGED: @staytiny2000 - @dancelikebutterflywings - @kpopmenace143 - @treehouse-mouse - @alexxavicry - @jedi-dreea - @rainydayteacups - @americanoopiee - @tinyelfperson - @yeonjunnie - @laylasbunbunny - @skz1-4-3

GREEN means I wasn't able to tag you. Please check your visibility settings. How to change visibility settings on phone | Why others can't tag your blog

[cinhomi]

𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: boyfriend's best friend Hwang Hyunjin x fem reader

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: you should've left your boyfriend sooner considering the man of your dreams, his best friend, has always been there for you... but the faithful event you were hoping for finally occurs and you find yourself at his house, in his arms, in his bed.

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: angst?, smut, fluff, aquaintances to lovers

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: cheating (but not really, you'll see), reader is in a toxic relationship, explicit descriptions of sexual acts, unprotected sex (it's sexy but use protection babes), fingering, pretty vanilla.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 6.4K

I have a thing for sex while it rains, it seems... and like this I post something after months. I'll work this storyline in the future too for Hyunjin, but for now, enjoy!

It's strange how sometimes we believe to be in the right place to later find out we were living in a lie, a product of our fervid imagination, just to not accept reality and the fact that life, or even our past self, played a good and structured not-so-funny prank on us.

These lies we tell ourselves most of the time are a response to our awful experiences, but they can become harmful in numerous types of ways, and we should learn that instead of letting us be tempted by sweet beliefs. When we find ourselves facing reality it's hard to accept it, it's ugly, but ugly things are part of life and we should try and accept them nonetheless, they may reveal themselves as lessons or the best things that happened to us, with various meanings to that.

What pisses people off the most is the "waste of time". And that's how you feel too, like the rest of humankind, angry because you wasted time. You would very gladly prefer to be in the denial stage of the whole thing but it's so evident that you can't even pretend to be doubtful, to question what you saw, to give him a chance to explain himself.

The car is still cold even if you already reached the destination that popped in your mind right after what happened, salty tears adorning your eyes as they cross your freezing cheeks, collecting under your chin, falling on your scarf. The same damn scarf he gifted you after your first two weeks of dating, the one you didn't even like at all, the color you hated, a dull pattern over it… the urge to pull down the car window and throw it outside in the middle of the parking lot soon becomes reality. Wind starts to rise a bit, and you see it dance on the wet concrete for a while before a car passes over it and plasters it on the ground.

Ironic, right? You feel a bit bad after the impulsive gesture, but he didn't hesitate to make you feel the same, so, "screw it".

You shouldn't even be here. You should go to your own best friend, sitting on her way too low couch with its broken springs and cry your eyes out as she yells at you her usual "I told you so!" and "You're an idiot, I knew it from the start!" even if what you really need is comfort, and not to be scolded like a twelve years old while she offers you chocolates and tissues like in some chiché romcom.

That's why Hyunjin's place is just few meters and five floors away from you now. You're actually hesitant to get out the car but when you see your boyfriend's text appear on your screen, asking where are you, it's suddenly not so difficult to take your things and rush to take the elevator, and when you send Hyunjin a message telling him you're in front of his apartment he's quick to open the door. He doesn't say a thing, he doesn't even dare to, he already knows.

He delicately takes your hand in his and guides you inside with a saddened smile, his eyes soft as they watch you attentively trying to search for your tears. God, he wants to kiss them all away, he never wants to see you like this ever again, but he thinks it's probably not the last time… is it? Either way, he'll do anything he can to make the redness of your eyes disappear.

"Go sit on the couch petal, relax for me, hm?" he says in a hushed tone to not provoke your impending outburst. When you're finally hugged by his cushions you feel his presence behind you, his hands going on your shoulders to free you from your heavy coat and bag that he places on his forearm. When he reaches for your scarf his fingers are suddenly met with the cold skin of your neck and a startled "oh!" escapes from him because of the unexpected touch, making you giggle. If only you knew how his heart starts beating faster whenever he hears you like this…

"Where is your scarf? You always wear it, were you in such a rush to leave it at your place?" he's now lowered near your face, breath tickling your cheek as he adjusts your jumper on your shoulders ー the stained one you only wear at home, you didn't even change, how embarrassing. He touches you like frail porcelain and little bumps start to rise on your skin where traces of his touch linger, you wish his fingerprints could bruise your skin.

"I threw it in the parking lot…" you explain, looking at him trying to not make your lips touch while doing so.

A laugh that comes from his chest slowly builds up as he lifts himself and reluctantly distances from your face to go place your belongings on the hanger at the entrance. If only he knew how your heart twists in excitement whenever you hear him like this…

Hyunjin doesn't come back to you immediately. He always makes sure you have enough time to think by yourself first, to gather your words, to decide if you want to cry or yell, and then he sits beside you and goes along with anything you've come up with. It's always been like this until today, every time you came to his place after something happened between you and his best friend, every time he had to gather your broken pieces and try to put you together again. He doesn't know he's always done that beautifully though, making a breathtaking mosaic out of you, making you so splendid and wonderful anyone could say he's your creator.

You hear a distant rustling in the kitchen, the clicking of the bottles in the fridge as he closes it with a thud, two glasses colliding it seems, and his slippers sliding on the floor, approaching you.

"You're lucky petal, I have your favorite today." he proceeds to place the glasses on the way too elegant coffee table and pour the drink with all the calmness in the world. Time with Hyunjin stops. You think that every second spent with him is never wasted.

"I like this clip, it compliments your hair color." he says suddenly, snapping you out of your trance. How could he notice such a thing?

"Really? It's the first time I wear it…" you still mumble a bit, too shaken to let your voice take its natural timbre. Hyunjin laughs again, handing you the drink and carefully sitting so as to not spill everything on his expensive carpet. His body is completely facing yours, knee against knee.

"It's not true!" Hyunjin takes a sip and giggles at your confused expression.

"You had it the first time we met, too. It was perfect with your dress and necklace. Do you really not remember? You looked beautiful…"

What Hyunjin refers to is a random saturday evening of autumn. What day it was, what you were wearing, what you did before meeting in front of the restaurant, you can't remember… but what you can vividly recall is the stinging sensation of the first cold breeze of the season on your cheeks, how crunchy multicolored leaves swirled on the sidewalk, and the city lights beginning to be turned on a bit earlier than usual. Now that you think about it, it was around this period. You remember what perfume you wore, paying attention to what type of impression you wanted to give to your boyfriend's group of friends that you were about to meet for the first time, and you even remember what mascara you decided to use.

But what remained tattooed on your bones the most are the first ten seconds of Hwang Hyunjin taking possess of your vision, because you felt incredibly sick.

If you close your eyes and concentrate you can almost feel the same emotions, when your stomach swirled like it was a washing machine, your head light, and your legs almost giving in making you trip while standing still.

You felt incredibly guilty, disgusted with yourself, disappointed, a monster. Why the hell your first thought was "he's my soulmate" and not something along the lines of "nice, my boyfriend's best friend" you still don't know. Call it destiny, call it sixth sense, you immediately tried to suppress it all.

It didn't help that Hyunjin's slender fingers delicately took your hand to kiss your knuckles with his oh, oh so beautiful lips like an ambassador of chivalry itself, his siren eyes looking up at you sweetly but confidently, making you blush like crazy ー you later blamed your flustered expression to the restaurant's excessive heating.

On top of that, your boyfriend decided to sit at your side leaving Hyunjin in front of you, so you had his ridiculously handsome face in sight for the whole night as you ate your stupid california rolls and tried to elegantly slurp your noodles ー for as much as something like that is even possible.

You talked, a lot, even if you felt your face heat up at every strangely seductive giggling sound he made together with the little bumps his shoes would land on your naked ankles, toying with your heels from time to time. You had so much in common, and after that you only felt complete when he was near you.

Your boyfriend did catch on with the new dynamic though, so unfortunately considering how jealous and a bit possessive he is, you and Hyunjin didn't see each other as often as you expected after that, but you really didn't grasp that it was because he wanted you apart at first, just a series of unfortunate coincidences.

Hyunjin parted from you with a tight hug, lingering his hands on the smaller of your back, adjusting your shawl over your coat and twirling a strand of your hair behind your ear, the moment never fully leaving your memory. He was… perfect, really just perfect, and you couldn't help but feel nauseous when you got in the car with your boyfriend to let him accompany you to your apartment, the thought of another man being more suited for you making you feel like you were cheating. You only felt relieved when you talked about all his friends during the ride and he revealed that Hyunjin is "a bit of a player, y'know, he flirts with everyone and he has those french manners, but he's always been like this." so you thought that maybe your feelings would slowly fade… but they always, always rested down the bottom of your heart, even if you pushed them away forcefully, almost violently.

No one knows you two meet up from time to time now, because one time you found yourself crying in a corner on his shouler. No one knows that you always seem happy and carefree only because you talk with Hyunjin, because he comforts you when you need it without complaining. Not that it needs to be a secret, but you both are well aware that it may result suspicious to meet with your boyfriend's best friend late at night, best friend's girlfriend from his side.

And the fact that you two always seem to attract each other like magnets, so close, with instant connection, it doesn't let thoughts stray further from the idea of something tender existing between the two of you, everyone can see it.

It's just that it's prohibited. Or, to say it better, you were too caught in your lies to even contemplate the idea of leaving your boyfriend and Hyunjin simply didn't want to betray his "friend". But when you started to message him asking for advice, when you later had long calls together, when you crumbled in his arms crying almost weekly, he wasn't so sure about having a best friend anymore.

"I… you really think I was beautiful?"

Your question comes from the heart. The mixture of the memories of that night and his proximity makes heat rise on your face, shyness visible from the automatic action of your teeth catching your bottom lip and your gaze straying from his face to linger on the glass in your hands. The bubbles of the drink fizzle on the surface and for a moment or two that's all that can be heard in the room.

"You're always beautiful, y/n. I told you many times." he says cautiously, putting down everything to wrap his hands around your wrist.

"I don't know how he doesn't make you feel like you are, I don't know why he treats you like this but, petal, you're an incredible woman," he lowers his head to look into your eyes as he tries to explain himself further, "smart and strong. He's an asshole and you should stop doing this to yourself."

Does he know? Does he know what your boyfriend did? Probably not. Hyunjin would never hurt you, he would've immediately told you. You want to make sure though, in case everything that involves Hyunjin is a lie too.

"Why are you his friend then? Why do you keep coming to our house and have dinner as we fake not knowing each other like we really do? Why do you keep on hanging out with him? If you really think he's terribleー"

"Because I want to protect you."

His reply is fast, cutting you off. His stare bores into your eyes and drinks in all of your feelings, like he can see them displayed in front of him. A few seconds of silence fill the room and you suddenly gulp down your drink until the last drop, sprinting up from your seat and escaping his intoxicating presence that's almost engulfing you.

Hyunjin doesn't say a thing. He waits, he can sense that something big happened this time and fuck if he's going to kill his "friend" after this. You were never this silent, you usually would storm inside and throw yourself on him… for as much as he dislikes seeing you like this, he's grateful for your presence, for the feel of your body against his, the trust you put into him. He doesn't do all this just to be a rebound, he already knows part of him is yours and vice versa, so he's simply waiting. Everyone considers him being a romantic man, but really, he just believes in destiny. When Hyunjin first saw you every cell in his body started to boil, goosebumps rising down his nape, the world destroyed itself and was reborn before him, it's impossible that it didn't matter at all.. That was the day he realized he didn't know what "love" meant before.

He watches your silhouette get near the big windows that face the road, little droplets of water striking them. The sound of the rain reaches your ears only when you notice the detail, and soon you see how much water is actually coming down from the sky, your scarf already soaked and dirty laying alone between various cars. You take a deep breath, thinking about your next words, a way to tell Hyunjin what happened without sounding pathetic as you concentrate on the mesmerizing foliage outside, reds and oranges and yellows decorating the city landscape.

"He accidentally left his phone at home since he rushed to his office, I don't exactly know why…" you started to explain, hands fidgeting with your rings, heavy breath obstructing your throat, "and I heard a notification so I went to check right?"

Hyunjin slowly gets up and approaches you, his warmth radiating behind you now, hands resting on your shoulders and caressing them as he listens and slowly gets closer and closer until he's hugging you.

"So, petal? What was it about? Did you find porn?" he tries to guess, but when you shake your head as a 'no' a cold chill goes through his back. Oh, oh no…

"It… it was a message, a very sexual one, coming from a saved contact, I don't even remember the name." you pout, looking down almost in shame even if you're not the responsible one. Maybe it's the shame of having a cheater as a partner.

"I opened the chat Hyunie. They've been sexting for months and from what I could grasp they even met few times…" you can feel tears start to form on your waterline again, a deep ache inside your chest rises when you finally say it out loud. One thing was to acknowledge it, another was to tell everything to the man you've secretly been in love with for a year already. What were you doing exactly all this time?

"Am I really not good enough for anyone, Hyunie? She's… she's so different from me… Am I really a disaster as he says? Why would he do that to me? I've always been a good girlfriend, I even ignored all those mean words and his being immature and the shitty sex!! I put aside my needs to make him happy thinking I was the problem!" you turn around to face him and you're met with his serious expression.

You expected to find him at least slightly surprised by your sudden show of emotions, but he's calm, he radiates calmness. Hyunjin sighs and looks in the distance behind you for a second, blinking ever so slowly, his touch traveling up to cup your cheeks and wipe your angry tears with his thumbs.

That's the final stroke, the gesture that makes you sob and bury your face in his chest to hide.

You aren't broken yet, it's almost as if Hyunjin is physically holding you together. He's trying to smooth the new sharp edges that formed around your heart to not let it be isolated, while hugging you he's working hard to let it be still approachable to receive and give love, he's trying with all he has to prevent a horrible plague that's trying to approach you.

You hold his shirt between your hands, tightly, you're afraid you'll ruin it but you can't stop, you need to ground yourself and try to be strong, but it's so hard to not let him sway you around the room, lullying you as he hushes you and lets his fingers comb your messy hair.

"Leave him."

You freeze.

Did he really say that? Hyunjin never said it out loud. He did make you understand his vision about the situation, he did suggest it with hidden phrases, but so explicitly…

"It's time to let him go, don't you think?" he presses his lips on your forehead, continuing to mumble his real feelings, "You don't need someone who mistreats you petal. You deserve better." he closes them in a kiss that leaves a mark on your soul, making you gasp.

"Hyunjin?" it takes a lot of strength to look up at him. His eyes seem less gentle, brows forming a frown that's not his usual playful one, a bit scary even. The mole under his eye is contracted and his mouth is curved in disgust, just enough for you to understand he's furious.

"Why don’t we put an end to this farce? He didn't even deserve you in the first place, you don't love him, stop doing this to yourself y/n. There's someone who's the right one, for sure…" his tone is desperate, but you want him to say it clearly. You can't help it, if it's to be sure or to satisfy a need you've been having for a while you don't know, but you want him to say it loud and clear.

You know that if he says it now everything will change and it'll be scary as fuck, but if that's a premise for a better life… maybe it's not as scary as you think, it's Hyunjin after all, the man who's looking at you in adoration.

"And what man could possibly want me at this point?" your voice is shaky and uncertain as you tease the confession out of him.

Hyunjin looks away and smiles, a bit frustrated. He wipes another tear away from your cheek and then places his hands on your waist.

"Me?" he fakes the question, smiling softly; "Be mine y/n."

Breath gets caught in your throat as he finally says it. It's wrong that you waited for it, it's wrong that your first instinct is to say yes without thinking about it.

"Hyunjin Iー"

"Ooh don't say you don't reciprocate, petal. I know you too well." he interrupts you, his hold a little tighter. Hyunjin tilts his head to the side, few strands of black raven hair following the motion and slightly covering his eyes. He's beautiful now, even more than in any other moment you've ever been with him. Hyunjin is the most beautiful man in the world and he wants you.

Your phone starts ringing. It's a strange moment to realize your ringtone is kind of cringe, cutting the tension weirdly… but you can't laugh, not right now. Both you and Hyunjin know who it is.

He's right. You should put an end to all this and start to think for yourself, about what you really want, need. This is not wrong. To love yourself isn't wrong, and Hyunjin makes you feel like the person you want to be.

"Do you want to pick up?" Hyunjin takes his hand under your chin again and directs it up to make your eyes meet his, gaze frenetic as he tries to not look at your tempting lips. Everything will depend on what you decide now. And you think quickly, under pressure, and you don't know if it's a good idea or not but you shake your head and hold him tighter, hiding again.

"Y/n, please look at me…"

The phone eventually stops ringing and silence overwhelms you when you can hear his fast heartbeat right against your ear. And it's because of you, it's for you, your heart starts to adapt to his and you almost feel pain in your chest. It's too much, too much…

Ah, that's it.

You get on your tiptoes to pull him down by his collar and make your lips crash together.

Hyunjin drags you towards him as if you kissed thousands of times before, immediately, tongue slipping into your mouth as you grant him access, making it run along yours. You hold his shoulders trying to search for your lost balance and he's quick to walk you towards his bedroom, he isn't even slightly hesitant.

The desperate sighs you two let out add into the sound of your first kiss; it's a relief, something you didn't imagine to need so badly. Hyunjin pushes you further into the room until your legs meet the mattress and you fall on it guided by him, a knee starting to press beside you as he cradles on the bed on top of you. He can't stop kissing you.

Hyunjin clumsily reaches the lamp on the nightstand to turn it on and oh, oh if this is even better than any fantasy he's ever had… seeing you panting with that flustered expression, your legs already crossing beneath him, jumper half lifted up, your hair all disheveled since you quickly reached for your clip and threw it somewhere in the room. You just look breathtaking in his eyes, even more than any other moment he's ever thought about it. He has to let you know. You didn't think he'd turn on the light but maybe you can put aside your shyness for once if it means having this type of gaze reserved to you.

Your hands try to reach his shirt to pull him out of his trance and he resumes his kissing, hands flying on your sides as they slowly, painfully slowly slide down until he's hooking your pants. Hyunjin lowers down to press chaste kisses on the little part of your cleavage that is exposed, going down to your stomach, then your belly, until he darts his tongue out to lick a stripe just above your groin, leaving a longer kiss there while he proceeds to undress you.

The way you feel embarrassed when you remember you're wearing plain, white cotton panties… but it's honestly sending him haywire. The fact that you didn't expect to end up like this, a confirmation that you didn't plan anything to happen, it's making Hyunjin even harder in his confines. You're so wet your juices dampened the fabric, making it almost transparent, and he sighs at the faint outline of your cunt now puffy and pulsing… and he still has to touch you properly.

Hyunjin is honestly the same. You can't see it but waves of excitement run over him so violently he physically trembles and his legs give in from time to time.

“I'm gonna fuck you so good you won't dare to come back to him…” it's whisperes, almost as if he's accidentally thinking out loud but it makes you clench. Hyunjin's fingers start to tease you on top of the fabric, seeing the wet patch getting larger and larger. You can't believe this part of him exists… how many things do you still have to learn about him?

Hyunjin keeps on touching you there but this time he starts flicking, snapping his fingers where you're most sensitive, the tingles that start to make you jolt are strong and they make your breath sharp.

“H-Hyunjin…” your stuttering voice slightly higher as you call for him, he rolls his eyes back.

“Hyunjin please…” you can't help but pant, wrapping your hand around his forearm to try and make him slow down. Is this what those stupid magazines talked about? That sex feels better when you do it with someone you love? So fucking true.

Hyunjin feels on cloud nine. He starts paying attention on your neck tenderly but still with open-mouthed kisses as his fingers subtly slide your panties to the side. “Yeah petal, let me hear you, let me…” his words get lost as he concentrates. Ah, it's uncomfy for him. Hyunjin lifts your legs and carelessly slides your underwear off with a hiss, his eyes closing like they've been blinded by the vision of the Virgin Mary for a second, then maniacally staring at your bare cunt, digits caressing your wet folds mere seconds before plunging into your entrance.

You can only let out a choked moan and push your head back onto his soft cushions, that smells just like him. You're completely surrounded by his presence when his scent is all around you, his fingers move smoothly to work you open and his mouth is now latched around your nipple, his forehead pushing your jumper further up. When the hell did he…

“Is it good?” his voice displaying signs of fatigue, urgency and need buried deep inside him. You know his fingers are long but God if they can reach otherworldly places. It's not the in-and-out motion but the brushing of your g-spot that makes your legs close around his sides and poke his ribcage with your knees; he doesn't mind, your tits keep him occupied enough to make him mindlessly keep going. Hyunjin decides that prefers your chest covered in love marks over any art piece he's ever seen these past years, so nothing can disturb his work in progress. Maybe the work itself.

“‘S good Hyunie, Hyun…” it's difficult to breathe, it's difficult to think straight as the bumps of his fingers touch your insides so precisely, as if you've always done this and he already knew your body by memory.

“Did his fingers ever make you feel like this? Hm?”

The question makes you sigh along with a moan. You shake your head.

“Did he ever kiss you like I do?” and Hyunjin kisses you again as the movement of his fingers fastens. His teeth catch your bottom lip and his tongue slides against yours before he sucks it, drool making it shine where you two meet; passionate and euphoric, it feels like experimenting fireworks. You follow his lips when he detaches, but he just smiles and starts pressing his thumb on your bare clit. “Tell me, petal.”

“N-no…”

Hyunjin feels it, the way you start clenching around him, hard. He almost can't move anymore. So he whispers, just above the squelching of his palm spreading your wetness.

“Wanna go to Heaven with me, y/n?”

How, how can you say no? You need Hyunjin, even more than oxygen right now, he already has you completely. Your hands hurry on the button somehow miraculously keeping his pants together, and you reach his zip and pull the fly, that struggles to slide down ー he's too full.

“Wanna try how a real man makes you feel?”

You nod almost too eagerly and he chuckles within a whiffle. Hyunjin deprives you of his fingers despite your whines of protest and spreads your juices all over his face, tongue swirling on his hand. A low groan comes out from him, his touch moving to your hips where he squeezes, plush skin bending under his grip. It's all in contrast with the look in his eyes as he stares at your face, your reactions, as if you were the most adorable thing he's ever seen.

You're so distracted that when you feel something poke your inner thigh you gasp, and can only stare… his cock springs free from his confines altogether, long, slim and leaking, underside vein pulsating under the pads of his fingers as he pumps himself few times, precum dripping on your groin. Hyunjin's eyebrows are knitted together as he grinds between your legs, his still sticky hand moving your lower body closer so that he lifts you back up to wrap his arms around you, hugging you ever so gently.

His full lips kiss your cleavage and he curses under his breath because of his choice to not take all your clothes off but there's not much time anymore. You close your fists on his shirt, the lines of the fabric changing their shape under your hold while you wait for him, subtly writhing impatiently.

“Hyun please hurry…” not once in your life you've been this desperate for a man to fuck you. It's not because of the wait, not because you're horny, it's just that it's Hyunjin.

“Say it.” his eyes are darker, but they shine with the yellow-ish light in the room. He clears your forehead by adjusting your hair away.

You know what he's doing and it's nothing different from what you did before, in the living room, so you're more than willing to satisfy his request. You try to regain a bit of composure and steady your breath before speaking up, his head twitching together with every movement of yours.

"I want you, Hyunjin. I want you, please.”

A big bright smile spreads on his face as his head drops low, in disbelief. Hyunjin didn't imagine those words would have such a strong effect on him but here he is, blushing and trying to hold back a giggle. When he looks back at you he's serious again, eyes piercing into yours.

“I'm going in, hm? I wanna hear you scream my name through it all. Is that clear petal?”

What you'd give to hear him call you petal until the end of time, he says it and it's like dripping honey, he says it and you melt. The warm pool of pleasure in your belly tightens again as you say a shaky “yes”. You're his delicate, fragile petal.

His tip rests just before your entrance for a second while he takes a deep breath, breaching you gently. It's not a big stretch but his veins are already making your eyelids flutter and your lips part. Inch by inch, Hyunjin makes sure you feel his cock going deep, concern showing on your features as he doesn't come to an halt. He does, eventually, but the time he took to do it seemed eternal. “Oh my- Hyunie-”

“Bet my dick feels better than his,” he smirks between the kisses he's leaving under your jawline, “I bet mine's longer too.”

His comments only add fuel to the fire. He's bigger, he's better, the curve of his cock lands exactly on the spot that makes you black out. As you remember that you're technically still in a relationship your phone rings again. It's a distant sound, it's in another room, covered by yours and Hyunjin's sighs and moans, but he hears it too. Hyunjin stops every movement, hips against yours as he's fully inside you. He lifts himself up just enough to check on you. You look at him too.

You don't exchange any word, there's no need to, because you both arch your lips upwards and meet mid-air for another kiss, tender but messy as he moves backwards to get a starting point to his thrusts. The ringtone eventually dies making room to the faint dripping of the rain outside.

You feel warm, squeezing his cock just right and he's sure he will never let you go, never let you change your mind.

“Pussy ‘s so tight petal, was made for me, ‘m sure,” and he starts moving with consistency, picking up a pleasant rhythm, “you're so fucking perfect.”

His necklace is cold against your skin as he keeps on holding you flush against him, as well as your rings leaving icy lines on his back when your hands slip under his shirt and hold onto his shoulder blades. Hyunjin throbs inside you, drawing loud moans out of you that someone will for sure complain about. He thrusts harder, faster, every second that passes and you can only call for his name, yours being whispered by him against your skin making you shiver.

“Waited so long, so fucking long-” a guttural sound interrupting him, “since that time at the club, wanted to make you mine.” he mumbles, words hardly making sense but you decipher them anyway and when you realize what he's talking about the confused memories of it flood your mind. You, swaying your hips in front of him, grinding your ass on his crotch following the music; Hyunjin's hands right under your breasts guiding you together with him, his breath fanning on your neck, drying your tears completely as those three drinks made your head light enough to not care about any problem you complained about minutes before. It was just you and Hyunjin, all this would've happened sooner if a series of coincidences didn't happen.

“You would've let me take you in the bathroom, isn't that right?” Hyunjin asks, not losing concentration even for a second. “I wanted to bring you here, and fuck the sadness away. Every time, y/n, I wanted to tell you to forget him and be with me.”

You feel him stretch his arm between your bodies, and you feel your swollen bud stimulated again, you both whine against each other.

“‘M with you now Hyunie, want only you, ‘m yours babe.”

He's so fast now, the snapping of his hips moving you up and down the mattress… your words affect him on a visceral level.

“I choose you, I'll leave him for you-”

“Fuck!” he's close, so, so close and your walls tightening more and more and more are making him go crazy. Little beads of sweat decorate his forehead, a caramel-like smell coming from him as the crown of his head dampens and some hair stick to his forehead.

His tip keeps abusing your sweet spot, the kiss you share is feverish, your nails dig into his skin and his hold bruises your soft one. Both your bellies contract and before you can process it you're coming, white pois pattern creating over your blinding vision. You say his name out loud, dragging it together with your last moan as the hardest orgasm ever washes over you. Hyunjin pulls out just in time, copious white ropes of cum landing on your stomach like dripping art. Hyunjin loses track of space and time for a few moments as he comes down from his high, then takes you close to him when he lays next to you. Your heavy breath fills every other sound in your ears as you get comfortable hiding in his muscular chest. Your body spasms, all energy left your body already and your chest rises and falls frantically.

Hyunjin caresses your cheek and kisses your hair. It's peaceful. You just had sex with your boyfriend's best friend and it feels peaceful. It starts to feel a bit cold so he grabs the soft sheets near him and covers both of you.

“When will you tell him, petal?”

The question floats in the air for a while. You start playing with his necklace, making it dance between your fingers. He starts to worry a bit, when you don't answer him, but he decides to be patient, like always.

“After we eat something, I'll send him a text.” you seem resolute, and he's convinced. “Can I stay here tonight?”

He's a bit taken aback, his eyes narrowing in surprise: “Wasn't it obvious? You'll stay here from now on anyway.” and he says it so naturally, you think he's thought about this moment a lot… it makes you smile.

Hyunjin rolls to the side briefly, taking some tissues to wipe yours and his stomach since his sticky cum was still there, and kisses the tip of your nose adjusting your jumper back to its original place before sitting on the edge of the bed and taking his phone, after finally freeing himself of his shirt. His back is slender yet defined, long, his spine making a beautiful curve. Your eyes travel from his nape to his glutes, the ones of a dancer. There's a doubt still in the back of your mind, you need to make it disappear.

“Are you… sad, that you can't be friends with him anymore?”

He doesn't even bother looking at you to answer, he keeps scrolling on the delivery app searching for something you may want to eat, the words he's about to say seeming obvious to him.

“We haven't been friends for a while already. I understood he's not the guy I met years ago, he changed, and I don't like to be around him anymore. Don't worry petal, it's not entirely because of you, I already wanted to part from him but you came into our lives so I endured it some more to stay with you… and it was worth it.” one of his hands shifts position behind him and taps the covers to signal for you to hold it. Your fingers interlace and he looks at you over his shoulder, slowly turning around, his body twisting slightly as he leans back again and kisses you sweetly yet still with some need.

Your breath is now steady, you're relaxed and it feels like Heaven, just like he promised.

"Pizza?"

You giggle and he follows.

“I love you y/n. I love you.”

[st4r-vzq]

PLANET HER | 🪐 | SERIES TEASER

□A SERIES ... in which every fic is based on a planet her song

□GENRE ... smut, romance, sensual, etc

□STARRING ... y/n, ricky shen, song mingi, choi yeonjun, choi soobin, choi beomgyu, bang chan, han jisung, hwang hyunjin, jake sim, lee heeseung, and jay park

□TAGS ... fem!reader, explicit smut, pwp, slight angst, oral (mainly f!recieving), unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!), cheating, make up sex, soft, fluff, making out, etc

□NOTES ... each fic is based on a doja cat song and two of the eleven fics are bonuses. also MDNI!!!

EPISODES/FICS

☆ 1. woman - bang chan "let me be your woman." -> in which y/n proves to chan that she can be his woman.

☆ 2. naked - soobin "can we take this off and get naked?" -> in which y/n and soobin cant keep their hands off eachother.

☆ 3. need to know - jake "wanna know what it's like, baby show me what its like." -> in which y/n wants to know what sex is like.

☆ 4. i dont do drugs ft ariana grande - yeonjun "love got me fucked up, got me on stuck, chasing that rush, had to give in couldn't give up. i just want you but I don't do drugs." -> in which y/n wants yeonjun and his attention, but she doesnt want to get hurt by his antics.

☆ 5. love to dream - heeseung "i know what you mean, you don't fuck with randoms. i got everything, everything but real love." -> in which y/n yearns for heeseung but he doesn't fuck with "randoms."

☆ 6. you right (extended ver.) ft the weeknd - hyunjin "you right, got my guy. but i-i cant help it i want you." -> in which y/n wants hyunjin but shes dating yunho, so she cheats on him to get what she wants.

☆ 7. been like this - jay "see youve been changing baby, in good ways and bad ways." -> in which jay shuts y/n out after their marriage and it makes her question their relationship.

☆ 8. alone - beomgyu "you aint even there for me, now you scared to be alone." -> in which y/n and beomgyu break up and she realizes all the shit that hes done to her in their time together.

☆ 9. kiss me more - jisung "when we cuddle, sure i do love it, but i need your lips on mine." -> in which after y/n's and jisung's first time, they've become a little obsessed with being intimate.

☆ 10. (bonus) freak - mingi "you need a good girl that does bad things." -> in which y/n fantasizes about her boyfriend and in hopes of dominating him, he dominates her.

☆ 11. (bonus) i like you ft doja cat - ricky shen "oh i girl i like you i do, i wanna be your friend go shopping in a benz, i like you. i do" -> in which y/n and ricky navigate through their relationship as friends with benefits, unaware of their feelings for eachother.

TO BE RELEASED SOON!!

(leave a follow to keep track of this series's progress!!)

[dandelions-143]

Secrets 3

You can find parts 1&2 along with more below

Hyunjin Masterlist

All Member Masterlist

~Thank you for the pics @seungminindabuilding 💕

Pairings: Non- Idol Hyunjin x Plus size/Mid size fem!reader

Word Count: 1947k

Warnings: - 18+ONLY, Emotional abuse, Verbal abuse, Fatphobia, Manipulation, Physical intimidation, Toxic relationships, Anger issues, Forced physical contact

Summary: In an emotionally charged confrontation, Y/n discovers that her boyfriend has deceived her once again. Despite Hyunjin's desperate attempts to explain and apologize, Y/n leaves him, feeling betrayed and humiliated. Hyunjin, realizing the gravity of his actions too late, is left devastated and unsure of how to make amends.

A/N: Another crossover. Chans gf that is mentioned in this is Y/n from Do It For Me. I hope you enjoy! Also… this one was hard to write… but Hyunjin will redeem himself!! Promise!!

When no one answered you at first, you became even more uncomfortable. “Changbin... what is she talking about?” Your words came out rushed, almost urgent. Your skin tingled, and you suddenly felt extremely overheated. Changbin couldn’t meet your eyes; he was looking anywhere but at you.

Your eyes shifted from Changbin to Han, who was looking at you with sad, almost sympathetic eyes. “Just tell me...” your voice cracked slightly. You knew whatever you were about to hear was not going to be good.

Mi Cha happily volunteered to answer for you. She leaned forward, that smug smile still on her face. You watched as she put her hand up to her mouth as if she was telling you some dirty secret. “Well, that day Changbin and Hyunjin saw you for the first time...” she paused dramatically, glancing back at Changbin, who was now looking out the window. “They made a bet to see who could get your number first. Then once Jinnie won that bet...” She giggled like she was telling a dirty joke. “There was a bet made to see how long it would take to get you in bed. Jinnie had never been with a... fat girl before. He just wanted to see what it was like.”

You felt your eyes sting with salty tears, threatening to spill over. The entire room seemed to shrink around you. You could hear your heart pounding in your ears, feel it beating through your chest. Your sad eyes moved back to Han, then to Changbin. “How much?” you simply asked.

A few tears fell from your shiny, sad eyes. “Y/n, it’s not—” Changbin started, but you cut him off. “How much!” You raised your voice, forcing the large man to look at you across the table. Mi Cha pressed her lips together, watching this all unfold, her smile on full display. Changbin ran a hand through his wavy black hair. “The bet was for just a couple hundred bucks,” he finally mumbled, his eyes looking back down at the table.

In that moment, you wanted to break down. You wanted to cry and scream at Mi Cha, Changbin, Han, but most of all, Hyunjin, for ruining this seemingly perfect night. Why couldn’t you just be happy with the man you loved? Why does he always have to do such disruptive things? “Finally back, that line was extremely long. I almost went into the women’s bathroom because it was taking so long,” Hyunjin said as he scooted back into the booth beside you, putting his arm over your tense shoulders.

He seemed oblivious at first, but his words slowly died down as he began to look around the table. Han was staring at him with those big eyes. To be honest, the guy looked terrified. Hyunjin noticed Changbin couldn’t look at him or anyone for that matter, and Mi Cha... well, she was the only one smiling. She almost seemed elated.

He felt his throat closing up and his palms growing clammy as he turned his head to you. His confused eyes met yours. Your red-rimmed, teary eyes. It was ironic seeing them this way because they were even more beautiful than usual. Radiant in the dim lighting of the bar. “Y/n, what’s the matter?” he asked, his large hand instinctively going up to your cheek to caress it, but you smacked it away. “Don’t touch me.” The anger in your tone made Hyunjin immediately tense up.

His head snapped to Mi Cha, “What did you do?” he asked her, but before Mi Cha could open her mouth, you spoke up. “It’s what YOU did, Hyunjin. Fooling me yet again. I’m worth a few hundred, huh?” You slammed four hundreds onto the table in front of him. “Here. For your troubles. Now get the fuck out of my way. I’m leaving.” Your voice was low and even, which made him even more panicked because you were obviously serious.

“Y/n, please listen to me.” Hyunjin softly put his hands on your shoulders to keep you in place but also to not cause a scene. You shoved his arms away from you, causing the three sitting across the table to slowly begin to get up. “Let me go, Hyunjin!” You weren’t quite yelling, but you raised your voice loud enough for some of the people in the bar to take notice. “Hey man, just let her go,” Han spoke up, tapping Hyunjin on the shoulder.

Hyunjin turned around long enough to pin Han with an angry glare, “Stay the fuck out of this!” But when Hyunjin turned back towards you, he was met with a cold drink being thrown in his face. An audible gasp was heard from not only Hyunjin and his friends but from people sitting nearby. This made Hyunjin finally get up to let you out.

You didn’t say anything else to him. You grabbed your small bag, took a little step towards Mi Cha, and said, “Since you seem to be so desperate for my boyfriend, you can have him. He’s too much to deal with.” You glanced at Hyunjin, who was wiping his face off. “You two would be perfect together.” Then you stormed off, ordering an Uber to take you home.

You hadn’t gotten too far outside the bar when Hyunjin's hand grabbed your arm, forcing you to spin around. He pulled you into him, “Don’t do this. Please, just let me explain.” He was begging you but had yet to say sorry for what he had done. “Let you explain!” You were yelling now. “Explain that you made a bet to fuck a fat girl!” Hyunjin's jaw tensed, and what hurt the most is that he wasn’t denying any of it. “I hope it was good because you won’t ever get to experience it again. Not with me at least.” You pushed away from him just as Changbin, Han, and Mi Cha came outside.

You turned and began walking towards the end of the parking lot to wait for your Uber. You could hear the guys trying to calm Hyunjin down, who was cursing and throwing a tantrum at this point. You didn’t look back. You didn’t want to see him like that... you didn’t want to see him at all at this point. As you were passing the last row of cars, you were pushed up against one of them.

Hyunjin had you pinned against one of the cars, his arms wrapped around you holding you tight. His lips tried to kiss you, but you kept moving your head, trying to fight him off. He was way too strong for you. “Please, y/n, I fucking need you. Don’t leave me again.” Tears were streaming down his face. You could feel how wet his cheeks were as he tried his best to capture your lips. “No! You ruined it all!” That’s when Hyunjin's anger got the best of him, and he slammed his fist down next to you on the hood of the car.

This made you go still, your eyes wide and a bit terrified. Then there were hands on Hyunjin. Changbin and Han were pulling him off of you. You didn’t know what to think. He had ruined you, and yet you hated to see him in pain. Hyunjin scared you as well. In that moment, he didn’t physically hurt you, but it was enough to make you genuinely scared for a second. As your Uber pulled up, you straightened your clothes and said, “Hyunjin, you need help. I’m done.” And as much as it pained you, you got in your Uber and left him there.

The ride home was a blur. You stared out of the window, trying to make sense of everything that had just happened. Every tear that fell felt like a piece of your heart breaking away.

You couldn't help but replay the events in your mind, each memory cutting deeper than the last. The betrayal, the humiliation, and the anger mixed into a cocktail of emotions that left you feeling numb. By the time you reached home, you were exhausted, both physically and emotionally.

Chan was sitting on his couch, his feisty girlfriend whom he had just begun to settle into domestic bliss with was in the kitchen fixing dinner. When Hyunjin, Han, Changbin, and Mi Cha burst through the front door. “Well just come in... no need to knock,” Chan muttered to himself as he laid his phone down next to him on the couch cushions.

He watched Hyunjin turn around, stopping Mi Cha before she could get any further into Chan's house. “Yah know if you weren’t a woman I would have beat—” Hyunjin started, but Chan raised his voice. “Hey hey! What the fuck is wrong with you?!” Hyunjin took a step back before looking over at Chan, his face twisted up in a mix of anger and pain. “Just get the bitch out of here. I don’t want her anywhere near me.”

“I just thought she needed to know! You can’t blame me for telling the truth!” Her high-pitched voice made Chan’s girlfriend step into the living room, her curious eyes glancing around the room. “You should go home, Mi Cha. You’ve done enough damage.” Han nodded towards her, trying to usher her out of the door. “No, I want to make sure Hyunjin's okay!” Mi Cha screeched at Han.

Chan's tattooed girlfriend was annoyed now. She huffed and wiped her hands on her apron and made her way over to the annoying girl. “My best friend will be fine. Now you should leave before I get pissed off.” Chan's girl forcefully shoved Mi Cha out the door, causing her to stumble a bit before the door was shut in her face.

Chan crossed his arms and pinned all three men down with the coldest glare he could. “Now tell me what the fuck is going on.” Hyunjin couldn’t sit still while Han and Changbin explained exactly what went down earlier at the bar. Hyunjin only glanced over at Chan as he paced the room when the mention of the bet came up.

Hyunjin didn’t want to hear any more, so he made the decision to go to you. To make you sit and listen to him. Chan's girlfriend caught his hand before he made his way out of the door completely. He looked back at his best friend and his eyes softened. She tilted her head to the side and gave his hand a tight squeeze. “I know this is the last thing you want to hear right now, but you should give her some time. Maybe even give yourself some time?” It came out as a question, but he knew. He knew that he was fucked up, that he was the reason for your hurt. He just had no clue as to how to make it right again.

That’s when Chan stepped up and put his arms around his girl, “You know she’s not wrong. It wouldn’t hurt to give it at least a few days. So you can cool off. Think about how to talk to her.” Hyunjin licked his lips and looked outside; it had begun to rain and he let out a defeated breath. “Fine... can I stay here tonight? I know if I go home I’ll be more than tempted to go to her.” Chan nodded and welcomed him back inside his home.

That next morning after all the drama, you felt physically ill. All you wanted was to disappear with your broken heart, so that’s what you decided to do. You called your mother, who was more than elated to have you back home. You made arrangements with your university to switch to online courses. You weren’t completely moving, but you needed to be away from this place for a while. To be away from Hyunjin... how else were you going to get over him?

It took about a day to pack up everything you wanted and needed. Your mother sent a car to pick you up. You didn’t tell her exactly what happened, but you did tell her that you were single now and homesick. In the process of deciding to leave, packing, and changing your courses to online, you also decided to block and delete Hyunjin's number. You needed to be cleansed of him.

You watched as the town you had grown to love faded away on your way out of town. You looked down at your lap, a single tear falling from your left eye.

Later that same day, Hyunjin made his way up the steps to your front door. He was oddly nervous, praying and hoping you would be willing to listen to him. He hadn’t called you this entire time either, trying to give you as much space as possible.

Hyunjin knocked on your door softly at first and stepped back to wait.

Nothing.

So he knocked again, a bit louder this time.

Still nothing.

He began to panic a little bit after his knocks turned into bangs and you had yet to answer your door. So he got out his phone and called you, but he couldn’t get through. He tried multiple times. “What the fuck...” he mumbled to himself. Just as he began to bang on your door once again, the door across the hall opened. “Hey, young man!” an elderly lady called to Hyunjin.

Hyunjin's wild, worried eyes shifted to her. “That girl left this morning. She told me she was going home for a while. So could you please stop all that noise?” She didn’t let Hyunjin apologize; she simply turned around and stepped back into her apartment, slamming her door shut.

“She’s gone...” he said to himself and sank to the floor. His chest tightening, a sense of loss and panic he had never experienced before in his life. He never thought you would actually leave. Hyunjin always assumed you would be there... for him. You made him better... “FUCK!” He yelled out, his hands pulling at his hair. What was he going to do now? He didn’t even know how to find you...

Thank you for all your support! I appreciate any and all interactions with my works! 💕

Tags:

@cashtonsbetch @hearts-444lix @moonchild9350 @moonndustx @katsukis1wife @hyunjinhoexxx @ihrtlino @breezy-simp @vixensss @yaorzu-blog @tirena1 @whatdoyouwanttocallmefor @chuuyaobsessed @doohnut @babigriin @lovecb97 @kpflyn @rylea08 @sheerfreesia007 @tsunderelino @myflowercloud @143hyunes @luvyblossom @shecheatedwithme @antisocialties @akaligogrrr @nicoleparadis @thisaintredwine @rose-w-00-d @jisuperboard @hveanlyanqelic

[kozumesphone]

i like it! ༄.°

hwang hyunjin x f!reader

in which . . . hyunjin and y/n fall for each other over and over again, and are oblivious to the other’s feelings . . . or . . . the one where two best friends always do more-than-best-friends things

hwang hyunjin unintentionally has every girl locked away with his charm—except for one, he thinks; his one goal in life is to annoy y/n.

y/n y/l/n doesn’t think she’s all that; she’s the only girl in a highschool band with her eight friends, and fits right in with them.

a/n . . . no real plot, mostly just comfort and fluff, slow updates

00 ✦ h. hyunjin / yn.yln

01 ✦ ‘cops and robbers’ chase each other full of energy !

02 ✦ pushing me further, pulling me closer, some sorta chemistry ?

03 ✦ I think i’m addicted to the title ‘you and me’ !

04 ✦ don’t ask ‘what are we?’ !

05 ✦ ooh ooh I like it, baby !

taglist ☆

@qwonyoung23 @katsukis1wife

[yoongisleftearring]

S E C R E T S E C R E T

-> in which Stray Kids attempt to protect their image after an unexpected encounter with you, but, oh, Changbin is kinda hot? AND emotionally intelligent?? Oh no.

━━━━

pairing: Idol!Changbin x Influencer!reader

featuring: stray kids + other random idols

genre: smau, crack, fluff, slight angst, mature themes, cursing, fem!reader

status: ongoing!

warnings: cursing, sexual themes, more to be added probably

a/n: another changbin smau because he's my bias, and what're you gonna do about it?! Fair warning this will most likely be ridiculous

━━━━

Italicised: written!

Taglist: open!

━━━━

profiles

part one: *gone wrong*

part two: tissued™

part three: acquainted with the hood of my car

part four: handsome young uncle

part five: Mr. Seo

part six: powerwalked into the hood of my car

part seven: rich AND a liar

part eight: not the slay you meant it to be

part nine: 123456

part ten: NOBODY is safe

part eleven: so you think he's cute

part twelve: concerned. confused. afraid

part thirteen: not very feminist of you

part fourteen: better than therapy

part fifteen: on brand

part sixteen: divinely muscular short king

part seventeen: betwixt

part eighteen: educational brainrot

. . .

━━━━

[paperclip-skz]

All Over Again | S |

fem*Reader x Hyunjin

*WARNING*

contains: oral (f receiving), teasing, unprotected sex, overstimulation, denied orgasm, and praising, let me know if I missed anything.

WC: 2.4k

*************************************

“Would you let me?” his question lingers in the air. 

You think about it for 3 seconds and nod your head eagerly. His eyes grow to a different shade of dark, if that's even possible. 

Hyunjin stalks to you, caging you between his arms on the bed. He kisses you passionately, crashing his lips onto yours. His hands ride their way up your legs, crunching up the silk cloth of your nightgown. His kiss becomes animalistic when his tongue intertwines with yours. 

Instinctively, you tug at his hair, pulling him closer to your body. Hyunjin draws away from you, searching your eyes for something. “Are you serious about this?” 

You give him a small smile, trying to reassure his worries. “Yes, Hyunjin. I’m sure” 

And with that, it brings you here. Sprawled on the bed, nothing but a velvet white bed sheet covering your body. Hyunjin stands on the other side of the room, where his canvas and easel stand, a small table of paints. He’s dabbing his paintbrush on his palette, mixing it into a different shade. 

He sets the paintbrush and palette, full of skin-friendly paint,  to the side and walks to you. 

The soft sheet rests loosely over your naked body, and the coldness of the sheets does nothing to help the burn your body steams. Everything inside you zings with anticipation as Hyunjin makes his way to you. He searches your eyes again for any uncertainty.

He places a gentle kiss on your lips. “Are you in your head pretty girl?” the chuckle that escapes your lips vibrates through your body. You shake your head, his smile reaches ear to ear. 

With a gentle push off your body, he delicately removes the sheet. The cold air sends goosebumps over your naked frame. He stares in awe, watching you squirm. “Jesus, you're perfect” he leans back down just to press another kiss on your lips, but this time there's a newfound hunger in the way his hands cup your cheeks, deepening the kiss even further. His kiss travels to the corner of your lips, down your jaw, across your neck, over your collarbone, and to the valley of your breasts. He takes his time with each tender kiss, each time either a soft moan fills the room or your body reacts to his touch. 

Reluctantly, Hyunjin removes himself from your squirming body, you sigh from the loss of warmth. 

He retreats to where his easel and his palette lie, he takes his palette in his hand and grabs the paintbrush in his free hand. His breathing has grown heavy and with each step he makes back toward your writhing body, the anticipation only grows between your thighs. You press your legs together, begging for any friction to ease your throbbing core; the slickness coating your inner thighs. 

He’s hesitant, keeping the paintbrush firmly in his hand, his eyes never leaving your body. He sucks in a shaky breath, moving in closer with the paintbrush. 

His face contorts as he focuses on his diligent strokes, while your body quivers from the cold paint. The colorful paint stretches across your stomach. 

Even though Hyunjin stays focused on each whisper the brush makes; staining your stomach with a beautiful purple color, the bulge grows between his legs. His eyes waver from your painted stomach to your naked breasts. 

Hyunjin makes another stroke from between your breasts down to the end of your stomach. You can feel the thick paint starting to dry on your skin. You don’t realize you're still wriggling under Hyunjin, until he says, “Try to stay still, love” 

You let your arms reach above your head, giving him a full display of your breasts. He’s not only trapped you with his thighs, caging you beneath him, but also with his stare. His gloomy black eyes stare at you with so much love it could light up the sky. 

He darts his tongue out slightly to wet his lips and then brings the paintbrush closer to your hardened nipple. He hasn’t touched you there yet, but you can already feel the cold sting of the colorful liquid. You can’t help but rub your thighs together begging for any friction. Your eyes shut the second Hyunjin applies the cold paint onto your nipple. It shouldn’t feel this sensual, right? Hyunijn circles the paintbrush around your nipple, making it unbearably hard, it almost hurts. 

You moan from the sensation, tears brimming your closed eyes. You need more, you need him to touch you with his hands. “Hyun please” You don’t even know what you are begging for. 

“Does it feel good love?” you don’t hear any shuffle, but Hyunjin has quickly set the paintbrush and palette on the floor of the bed. 

Another small moan answers him and you pull at the sheets above your head. Hyunjin’s hands palm your breasts, pinching and kneading your nipples. The sigh that leaves your lips has Hyunjin growling and gripping your breasts ruthlessly, “Hyun”

“I need to clean you up before I can have you”

Quickly, Hyunjin retreats to his art corner to pick up the wet rag he always keeps with his materials. 

Next thing you know Hyunjin is slowly and delicately dragging the wet rag over the spots he painted on your stomach, removing the colorful paint. The water drips down your skin, sending goosebumps across every nerve. Then he drags the cloth over your painted nipple, wiping it clean. The cold material sends sparks straight to your core, making your hand slam against your mouth to stifle any moans. 

“Come on love, you know I love to hear you” he continues his gentle assault on your nipple. You slowly remove your hand from over your mouth and place it back above your head. The paint quickly washed away and the cloth was also thrown across the room. Hyunjin’s hands find their way back to your breasts, his thighs trapping you in place once again. He leans down to capture your lips, bullying his tongue over yours, you return the kiss with the same passion, the same aggression, the same hunger. 

His hands start to find no place on your body, as they search over you. You can feel his subtle thrust against your aching core, his bulge pressing against it making it ache and pulse. 

“Hyun, need you now” You moan, his rough, artistic hands contrast with your soft skin, which is too much for you to bear. You can already feel the knot in your lower tummy begin to form and your core pulses like it's on fire. 

“Oh yeah?”

“Please” You need something, anything. Friction, touch, anything to ease the slickness between your thighs. He could touch your clit with his fingertip and it could send you over the edge, you need him to touch you. 

With lidded eyes, Hyunjin slowly crawls down your wiggling body. He comes face to face with your bare cunt. Taking his finger and sliding it up and down your folds, spreading the wetness that's pooled between your thighs. 

“So wet for me love? Is this from painting you? Or from the wet cloth?” his eyes never leave your throbbing core. He keeps his finger teasing your entrance. your thighs try to squeeze together, practically pushing Hyunjin’s head closer to your sensitive sex.

Hyunjin’s hands wrap around your thighs to pin your body down on the bed, preventing any movement. “I said don’t move '' he looks up only for a second to see your eyes. There is something you don’t recognize, you’ve seen them dark and hungry, but this…this is pure lust. There’s a wildfire in them you won’t be able to put out. 

He resumes back into his position in front of your pussy. The feeling of his finger is long gone, when you feel the warm sensation of his tongue lapping at your folds. His grip on your thighs keeps you from squirming away from him, but it doesn’t prevent your back from arching off the bed. The sound that leaves your throat is filthy, but it sends Hyunjin moaning, which in return, sends a vibration through your pussy, creating a whole new feeling. 

Hyunjin sucks on your sensitive bud, showing no mercy. The small knot in your stomach has grown into a tidal wave that refuses to crash. With Hyunjin’s unforgiving tongue sucking, licking, and lapping away at your sex, it makes your eyes roll to the back of your skull, you’re seeing stars. And then…you feel his tongue enter inside your tight walls. 

Hyunjin starts to play a game. He plays a game with your pussy, seeing which spot his tongue hits makes you scream louder. 

He keeps his pace strategically slow, only picking up his speed in moments. He brings you closer to the edge every time but doesn’t let you topple into that heavenly feeling. You won’t be able to last for long with all this teasing and edging, all you care about at this moment is letting go.

“Hyun, please” you're panting, usually it takes a lot more to get you begging, but he also doesn’t tease you for this long. 

Hyunjin's head slowly rises from between your legs, he climbs his way up your body to be at eye level with your lips. He stares at your lips for a brief moment. You lick your lips, ready for him to kiss you, but he pulls away. He leans on his knees, getting a perfect display of your body. 

Hyunjin isn’t wearing much, at least compared to you. He’s wearing baggy white pants complimented with a very loosely open white shirt. It hangs low letting a perfect image of his toned chest to show. He looks at you like you're his last meal, or like you might disappear right in front of him so he has to study each curve of your body. 

“Fuck love” he breaths. It's not long when he’s pulling his baggy pants down his waist, springing free his hard length. It bobs against his lower abdomen, it's beautiful, just like him. Precum spills from the top of his rosy pick head, and his veins are practically screaming for you to lick them. 

You lower lip slides between your teeth, creating an indent, he hisses at the action. Neither one of you can wait any longer. Hyunjin leans down, weighing his body on yours and lines his cock with your entrance. 

You feel him flick against your sensitive clit. Your hips grind against him from the contact, “so needy baby” his smug smile returns, which makes you scoff. 

Hyunjin pushes his tip between your walls, the stretch is perfect. You clench your walls trying to pull more of him in. 

He pushes himself inch by inch, stretching you blissfully. Once he’s bottomed out inside you, he pauses for a moment. Relishing the feeling of your walls fluttering around his length, raw. You can feel everything, every vein, every twitch, and every indent his cock has. Your pussy is molded to him by now, but every time he enters your wet folds it feels like the first time all over again. 

“Hyunjin, you need to start moving” you plead with your eyes, looking up at his fucked out face, he’s in heaven.

With a wordless response his hips start to move slowly in and out of you. He starts with an intimate and sensual pace, hitting spots deep within you. He brings one of his free hands and presses your lower belly down, letting his cock drag along your insides. The feeling of his cock alone had you moaning, but the new deep feeling has contorted your face into a perfect little “o”. 

Both your moans fill the room like a symphony, even though his pace continues to be slow, his thrust have become deeper. If that was even possible. 

“Faster” you whisper.

Hyunjin grunts at your request, but he complies. “Yeah, you like this? You like me ruining this perfect pussy”. Hyunjin picks up his pace, his hand balancing himself to the side of your head.

The hand that was rested against your stomach crawls its way up to gently take hold of your throat, not too hard, but enough to make itself known. His deep thrusts become sharper, hitting your inner thighs with a subtle wet ‘smack!’

Your hands rake up the arm taking hold of your throat, your eyes feeling fuzzy. 

His words tighten the knot building inside you, you're so close, so unbearably close. “Yes” you're screaming, as he brutally bullies your cunt. “Rub yourself love. I need you to cum” His eyes shut, he's close too. 

You bring one of your hands down to rub gently circles on your clit. Your eyes shut tight at the feeling of Hyunjin penetrating your walls and your most sensitive bud being stimulated. “No love, open your eyes for me. I need to see you when you cum on my cock.” 

You pry your eyes open, trying to hold them open as Hyunjin’s gaze peers into yours. It's too much, watching himself lose control around you, the feeling of him pounding away at you, seeing his furrowed brow as he gets closer and closer to his release. 

That familiar knot tightens around you, your pussy clenches around him indicating your right on the edge. And right when you topple over, your eyes shut and your head slams back against the bed. Hyunjin grunts loudly when you flutter around his cock, you can feel his thick hot cum shoot spurts inside you.

He thrusts a few more times letting your orgasm ride all the way until you're squirming away at the overstimulation. 

He collapses on top of you, burying his head in the crook of your neck. You're both breathing insanely heavy, your highs slowly coming down. It's not until you feel him gently kissing your neck, you question why he hasn’t pulled out? 

“Hyun, baby what are you doing?” 

“Punishing” it’s a simple response, and he says it so…nonchalantly.

You crane your neck to look down at him as he’s peppering kisses along your collarbone. You furrow your brow at him to explain.

He pauses to kiss your exposed body, “Oh honey, did you not hear me?” he leans up a small inch, but enough to gently kiss your lips. “I said look at me when you cum, now we have do it all over again” 

[charmercharm3r]

Hey😊 Could I please request smut with Hyunjin, in which he has a curvy/thick girlfriend and he really appreciates her curves ( and her bum LOL 🤭)

I love, love, love, LOVE the idea of hyune with a thick partner and I lovedddd writing this hehehe

R&R

Masterlist

wc: 2.4k

warnings: smut, explicit sexual content, curvy/thick fem!reader (not a warning at all but just a description that idk where else to put it), fingering, lots of kisses, premature coming, he's just incredibly in love

He’s obsessed. Utterly, irrevocably obsessed with your body. It’s not sexual in the slightest— until it is. When Hyunjin has a new interest, it becomes his entire world. You’re his entire world and an obsession he’s never gonna get over.

His favorite time of the day is after you’re done showering (that is, if he didn’t join you). Whenever he can, Hyunjin steals your towel so that you have to call him over and he has the opportunity to see the entirety of you all over again. It’s a habit that never ceases to amaze him when the outcome is you, skin glistening and wet and looking so beautiful. If you give him the option, he’ll always say yes if you ask him to help you apply lotion to your body. Other times, he takes the bottle from your hands and does it without saying anything.

It had been such a busy week for you and just needed a little R&R. You greeted Hyunjin as soon as you got home snuggling into his chest a little extra and he automatically held you tighter. When you finally let go and made your way towards the bathroom, he offered, “want me to join you?”

“I don’t wanna be in there forever. Wanna cuddle later, though.”

He understood and nodded as you already began to strip off your shirt before even getting into the privacy of the bathroom. Hyunjin whistled and eyed you up and down, rolling your eyes and closing the door. You left it just a crack open so that he could talk to you from outside, something the two of you unintentionally started doing early on in your relationship. He told you about his day, you ranted about your shitty week and Hyunjin promised to kiss it all better once you were done.

You don’t know when he did it, you thought through the frosted glass of the shower that you would’ve seen Hyunjin sneaking in to steal your towel once again, your hand waving around the towel rack just to hit the wall. Shivering, you called out, “you thief!”

Mischievous giggles filled the room as he peaked his head in the doorway, stepping fully into the bathroom as you cracked the shower door open to see his smug face. The towel was in his hand, looking dry and warm and ready for you to use, but dangling in his grasp just out of reach. You lunged for it as best as you could without coming out of the shower, but Hyunjin pulled it away.

“Baby c’mon, I’m so tired,” you pleaded, pouting a little.

He didn’t say anything, holding it out once more. And when you tried to take it, he pulled away again with a laugh. “Let me give you a massage and I’ll give it to you.”

“Most people usually want something that will benefit them if they’re trying to bargain.”

“Giving you a massage does benefit me. A lot, actually. I get to feel you up and see your orgasm face.”

“Do I really make the same face?” Hyunjin raised his eyebrows and smirked while nodding. “Fine. Gimme that.” A literal hooray left his mouth, skipping out of the bathroom after giving you the towel and mentioning something about finding the massage oil.

You had hardly stepped out of the shower and patted yourself dry before your boyfriend came back with two different bottles in hand, not caring that you had kicked the door closed, he entered anyway. “Lavender or eucalyptus?” He asked without looking up.

“Lavender,” you replied, which made his ears perk and gawk at your body covered by just the towel.

Truth be told, it was too small of a towel and you were always met with the same reaction every time he caught you in it. Big eyes, dark and blown wide, mouth catching flies and almost drooling because he was so fascinated. Quickly putting the bottle on the counter, Hyunjin took your waist in both hands and ran them up and down your torso. You were struggling a little to keep the towel above your chest seeing as he was getting too excited and tugging at it.

“You’re so damn cute,” he cooed and leaned in for a kiss.

“Can I get dressed?” You giggled against him, honestly loving the attention.

“Nooo,” Hyunjin whined, “you said I could give you a massage!”

“Don’t massages usually require you to wear clothes?”

“Not mine. Strictly nude only.”

He took the edge of the towel and helped you to pat dry the rest of the moisture away before leading you into the bedroom with more kisses and more less-than-appropriate groping. Stopping at the edge of the bed, Hyunjin grazed his fingers over the hem covering your chest, “can I take this off?” Only a brief nod and he was stripping it away, laying it lengthwise with the mattress and instructing you to lay down. Hair still dripping, you gathered it in one hand to keep from getting the sheets wet. Hyunjin noticed, running away for a second to grab another towel. When he returned, he placed it beneath your hair and instructed that you get comfortable.

You felt exposed, somewhat embarrassed even though he’d seen you naked millions of times. It was the position, laying on your back and vulnerable with your most private parts on display. Gravity made your thicker parts feel unflattering, and the discomfort was written all over your face.

“Beautiful,” Hyunjin murmured to no one but himself, but you heard it loud and clear and it made your cheeks burn.

At the foot of the bed, he kneeled while still towering over you, ogling you from top to bottom with the most intense gaze. You could see the stars in his eyes and his hands holding back from touching.

“Stop looking at me like that.” You wanted to bury yourself in the sheets to get away from the heat of his stare.

Your hands moved to cover your chest and stomach, but was immediately stopped by Hyunjin gripping your wrists tightly, nowhere to escape. “Don’t hide from me.” Chills covered your skin at how sultry he whispered.

You didn’t move but rather allowed him to maneuver you however he wanted. Hyunjin placed your arms at your side and gently moved to spread your legs so he could sit between them. Everything was out for him to see, for him to touch, to love and adore and he couldn’t have asked for anything better.

Starting at the bottom, Hyunjin took a good amount of body oil and rubbed it into his palms before beginning to massage your feet. He could feel your body tense and watched your eyes screw shut. “Relax, honey. ‘M gonna take care of you,” he said with a kiss to the inside of your calf. It took another minute but you melted into his touch eventually.

From your feet he made his way up, deeply massaging your calves and coming to your thighs. This was one of his favorite parts, getting to caress and play with your thighs however he wanted. His big hands pressed hard into your muscles, and it was actually relaxing. Your shoulders began to loosen and you were enjoying yourself. But then you felt him move a little more than necessary, peaking open one eye to see his head between your legs, doing nothing but gazing up at you through his lashes. As you made eye contact, Hyunjin pressed his lips to your thigh while not looking away. He placed tons of sweet, chaste smooches to the skin and did the same on the other side. Just the heat of his breath so close to your core made your stomach light on fire.

“Love your thighs,” Hyunjin spoke into your flesh, now mindlessly running his hands over your legs, reaching up your stomach, back around to your ass, just every inch of you. That is, except where there ached a dull thrumming that craved his attention. “Perfectly soft and squishy and kissable.”

A light moan left your lips and encouraged him to keep going. He trailed his kisses higher, over the expanse of your belly and taking it into both hands, roughly squeezing and resisting the urge to bite.

“Isn’t this supposed to be a massage?” You joked, laughing a little.

He snaked his hands towards your love handles, squeezing, then sneaking them beneath your torso to hold you closer. His chest was pressed against the front of your mound, taking a handful of your ass and holding tight. “Are my lips not good enough, baby?”

“They’re wonderful, but—“

“I know where you want me,” he cut you off, burying his nose into your belly and taking in a deep breath, letting it go with a chuckle. “But I wanna have a little more fun first. Is that okay, honey?”

You only let out a small whimper, failing to keep your hands to yourself and threading them through his hair. He let you do so as he teethed at the skin around your belly button, carrying on and kissing up the valley of your breast. Of course, he had to spread his love there too and attach his lips around your nipple, sucking hard and lightly dragging his teeth over the nub, repeating on the other side with his grasp around your torso tightening as he did so. You could feel his hips trying to keep still as your knees came up to wrap around him. Clearly, he was struggling as much as you were.

“Please,” you whined when the front of his house shorts dragged across your cunt.

At this point there was no more oil left on his hands, he was purely moving based on desire and the sheer need to be holding every bit of you.

Ignoring your pleas, “wish I could be holding all of you at once. Wrap around you like a blanket and never let go,” he said as he placed you gently back onto the bed and ran his hands up and down your sides. “All for me.”

His mindless babbling was arguably more arousing than when he was actually trying to seduce you, granted it never took much effort on his part.

You didn’t think he would give in so easily, sneaking one hand towards your aching core and spreading your folds with his fingers. He finally got up to your face, though not without spending a bit of time taking extra care to kiss and nibble at your neck and shoulders as well. You were drenched and growing even more wet as his lips met yours in a heated, unadulterated kiss all the while his fingers only barely grazed the outline of your clit, slick with arousal. He swallowed every one of your moans, not holding back his own when he let himself feel you completely soaked.

Circling your clit, Hyunjin pressed harder into your bundle of nerves and began to become ravenous with the kiss, fighting a one sided battle against your tongue because he knew you couldn’t say no and winning easily. Just as you allowed him to bite your lower lip and tug, his fingers slipped into your entrance with little to no resistance, pressure that had you whining being alleviated just a little. Your hips bucked into his hand and his palm pressed against your clit, incoherent whimpers filling the room from you both.

He knew you so well, knew your body like his own and you were just an extension of him. It didn’t take much time for you to get worked up and feel the heat rise in your gut. His long fingers hit the spot in you just right and he wasn’t letting up with the pace to give you everything you wanted. And when your eyes shut and head fell back into the pillows to arch your back as the orgasm hit, Hyunjin made it his mission to leave a mark into the junction of your neck, making you shiver until the light behind your eyes turned dark.

In the minute it took you to catch your breath, your boyfriend was resting his forehead against your chest and pulling his digits out of your core, he was somehow just as winded as you were. Looking up at you, his expression was less feral and more adoring, bringing his fingers up to your mouth and letting you taste yourself. His cheeks were blushing a deep red when you swirled your tongue around them, whining just a little as you tugged at his roots.

He sat up, only to crawl on top of you and hide his face in your neck before you could look at him properly. Your legs were already around his waist, but Hyunjin gripped the underside of your thighs to hug his torso tighter, slipping them down to comfortably keep handfuls of your ass.

Just trying to get comfortable, you shifted a little and your soiled crotch bumped against his front again. It was warm and damp, “baby?”

“Yeah?” He murmured, still kissing the side of your neck softly and digging his fingers into the flesh of your bottom.

“Did you–”

“Yeah,” Hyunjin chuckled lightly and held you somehow tighter. “And I’d do it again.”

“I didn’t even get to touch you.” The slight pout in your tone was amusing, apparently, he giggled.

“Do you have to? I mean,” Hyunjin sat back on his knees again, caged by your legs around his waist and pulling you higher up his lap, looking down at you like a full course meal. “Look at you, honey. How could I not? I have to restrain myself from wanting to eat you whole. You’re just so sexy.” Emphasizing his point, Hyunjin lightly slapped your ass and soothed over the skin with his palms. The way he bit his lip and hearts circling his head was confirmation enough, but it still made you shy.

“No fair,” you played with the band of his shorts. Hyunjin laughed a little more deviously, only letting go to strip away his shirt but not the shorts. “Babyyy,” snapping the elastic against his skin was your way of begging for him to get rid of them, too, but he’s stubborn.

“C’mon, honey. Can’t I just appreciate you without getting anything in return?”

“But I wanna,” you pulled his shorts harder.

Taking your hands away from his shorts, he guided them back up to his hair and leaned down for another parade of kisses, “maybe if you get rid of all your clothes for the rest of time.” You laughed against his lips.

“You’d never let me leave the house.” “Exactly. I get you all to myself forever and ever and ever. Every bit of you is mine. Now,” he grabbed the bottle of oil again, “let me finish that massage.”

-

tags: @sensitiveandhungry @babebatter @changbinluvr @epiphanynaffit @fawnpeak @linovely @dumplinbokkieracha @finnydraws @naturules @djeniryuu @hamburgers101 @skzhomiehopper @yesv01 @hyunjinsamdl @dazzlingligth @lvrhyuka @alexis-reads-fics @linaliskz @0002linoskitten @chillichillicrabcrab23 @zerefdragn33l @straycrescent @binnies-donuts @soldierstangirl-blog @bakedlilgoonie @levanterlily @shelbyyy44 @yeetmehome @in2heartz @astroodledream @the-sweetest-rose @leebitsimpracha @lilbugs-things @viviennenstan @staurdvst @alex--awesome--22 @imzenning