#Sehun scenario

[justwritedreams]

All about you | Sehun

Sehun x Reader

Word count: 2.705 Genre: fluff, little angst Author: maari  Warnings: A small argument, lack of communication between them, the reader feels pressured, kinda based on real life lol Note: I liked this one, even though I had countless ideas for this request, this scenario was the best I could write Request: he’s been distancing himself from his s/o and they get in a fight he confesses that he wants to get married and start a family but he thinks that his s/o doesn’t want to get married and start a family because she’s younger than him (she’s 21-22) but it turns out that she actually wants to marry sehun and have kids with him.

⫷ Exo Masterlist

The atmosphere in the car was heavy and neither Sehun nor Y/N dared to clear that cloud that had settled over their heads.

It was supposed to be a pleasant weekend, it was the first time that Sehun met his girlfriend's family and although he had listened carefully to what she had said about the family, how the 3 siblings she had were jealous and protective of her because she was the youngest in the family or how everyone talked about it very loudly, he had overlooked everything because that was a very important step they were taking in their relationship.

He was happy and anxious. Well, before lunch.

It hadn't been a complete disaster until Y/N's parents and siblings started talking about kids and marriage.

Even though they had been together for less than a year, Sehun and her had never gotten into this subject, so he didn't know what she really thought.

However, the more the parents or siblings commented on some acquaintances or friends who were seeing their daughters have babies or walk down the aisle, Y/N's expression changed drastically.

She stopped eating immediately, her face withered and serious, staring at any point on the table while the family joked that they couldn't wait for all this to happen to her.

Sehun noticed her shoulder getting stiffer with each plan her family made, hoping that she would agree or be excited to announce that it would soon be her.

What didn't happen.

And that actually worried Sehun. Because he had never cared about the age difference between them until then, Y/N was always much more mature than most people her age and was always very authentic in front of him, but that afternoon he felt the abyss of generation that separated them.

Because he wanted stability, security and a family, yes, why not?

He had seen his best friends go through this, Y/N's family house was packed with her nephews and he had enjoyed that. He made him feel at home.

He glanced at her once again, Y/N had her head pressed against the window and her arms were crossed, she was looking at the landscape outside but her eyes weren't focused there, her mind was elsewhere and he knew that.

"Love." he called to her quietly. “Babe, come on, it doesn’t have to be like this. It wasn't that bad.”

She laughed, humorless.

“A lunch with the Adams family would have been more fun.”

It was his turn to laugh, incredulous at the harsh tone of her voice.

“You’re overreacting now.”

He looked at her at the exact moment she brought her hand to rub her face.

“Are you crying?” he asked worriedly, his brow furrowed.

Y/N even shook her head because she didn't trust her own voice but Sehun took one hand off the steering wheel and placed it on her chin, making her look at him.

Her eyes were teary and red, and she wore a guilty expression.

She pulled his hand away when she noticed his surprised expression.

"Sorry." was all she said before sniffing her nose.

Sehun returned his hand to the steering wheel, confused.

"Why are you apologizing?" he asked, eyes intent on the road.

He wanted to understand her reaction so he could help or comfort her.

“It would have been the perfect afternoon if my family hadn’t ruined it with stupid questions.”

Sehun felt like he had been punched in the stomach.

"You don't need-"

“No, Sehun, you don’t understand.” She adjusted herself on the car seat, looking at him. “I hate it when they do that, they talk about my life as if they could decide for me, as if I wasn't adult enough to make my own decisions.”

He took a deep breath, he understood her frustration but wanted to calm her down because he didn't want it to come between the two of them.

“They want me to follow in the footsteps of everyone they know, they judged me for taking so long to find a boyfriend while my friends were in serious relationships long before me, and now they want me to do exactly what everyone else has been doing. Getting married and having children, they didn't even ask me if I wanted that, they immediately said that I would have to live a peaceful and almost boring life.

“You never said you didn’t want this.” he reminded her and she was silent for a moment.

“Well, I don’t know.” she shrugged. “I'm too young to decide something so important, I mean, do you know how big a responsibility it is to bring a child into the world?”

“I think you're thinking too much about a subject you're still not sure about. And I don’t think age is an issue.” he said, seriously, now avoiding looking at her.

“It's just that I never stopped to think about whether I wanted this or not, I mean until last year I didn't even know you.”

“And what does that have to do with it?”

“We haven’t even been dating for a year, Sehun.” she remembered.

"And?" he asked, in an obvious tone and she looked at him confused.

“How are we going to make plans for a future that we don’t even know will come?”

He laughed, bitterly.

“And why do you date someone if not to make plans?” he questioned and she was silent. “Unless you’re with me just because I’m pretty.”

She looked at him offended.

“Of course not, you know I love you.”

“So I don’t understand why you’re so mad about this, it doesn’t mean you’ll get pregnant tomorrow if you think about it.”

She crossed her arms, narrowing her eyes.

“You talk like you really want to get married and have kids with me.” she laughed in disbelief and waited for him to deny it but the answer she got was very different from what she imagined.

"And if I want?" He stopped at the lighthouse, turning his attention to her who faltered, her jaw dropping without being able to control it.

"What?"

“Do you want me to repeat it? Okay, I want to marry and have children with you, Y/N. Ever since I realized I was in love with you, I've thought about building a future for us.” Y/N's expression was pure shock but Sehun continued. “I don't want to waste any more time because soon I'll have to go to the army.”

“You don’t need to remind me of that.” she snorted.

This was another discussion that would certainly worsen the situation in that car.

“I’m just saying that I want to build a life with you after I get dispensed.” she tried to look for any trace of doubt in his eyes but she didn't find any, Sehun never looked so convinced and that scared her, leaving her speechless. “But only if you want too.” he spoke finally, ending the subject there.

She sighed and rested her head against the window again, not knowing what to say and with a huge confusion in her head.

[...]

When Sehun warned Y/N that he would be busy for the next few days, she understood.

She knew that her boyfriend's schedule was getting tighter and tighter because of the upcoming enlistment, he was trying to get everything done.

When he stopped responding to her frequently, she also understood. She had the slight impression that he was moving away from her, but she tried not to jump to conclusions before he told her himself.

But after almost a month without seeing him in person, with short conversations and no emotion, she didn't think it was just an impression. He was moving away, and what was worse, he was avoiding talking to her.

He was dodging it, always giving the same excuse that work was taking up all his time.

Since the fight in the car, well, she didn't think it had been a real fight, at most an argument, neither of them had brought up the subject of family and children again.

Even though she was thinking about it every day. Although she missed talking to her boyfriend, for the first few weeks she enjoyed it because she needed time to think about her life.

She didn't consider herself a person who made a lot of plans, she didn't even know what career she wanted to pursue, because in fact she was afraid of setting certain goals and ending up not being able to achieve them, frustration was the worst feeling for her.

But, she needed to admit that Sehun was right.

And more than ever she realized that if she were to do that, create a future with someone, she could only imagine it being with Sehun.

In fact, for a few days she stood at the door of her room imagining Sehun playing with their children and without realizing it, a wide smile appeared every time she dreamed about it, her heart warmed just thinking about the possibility but at the same time a lump formed in her throat when she remembered that she and her boyfriend were far apart.

Even though she was an extremely stubborn person, Y/N decided to swallow all her pride and resolve that situation once and for all. She missed her boyfriend, his playful and goofy manners, the late-night conversations they had when one couldn't sleep and the other insisted on doing something to pass the time, she even missed Vivi.

So, when she was fed up with waiting for him to come after her, she decided to go to his house, taking the risk of not finding him there but it wouldn't be a problem because she would wait until she could talk to him.

And that's what she did, she rang the doorbell several times but got no response, as she saw through the crack in the door that the light was off, she decided to wait on the street, more specifically sitting on the sidewalk. She thought about all the things she had planned to talk about with Sehun, explaining her point of view, her fears and insecurities, but she felt ready to take another step in the relationship, as long as she went with him.

Sehun had said he would do that if she wanted, right? So, she wanted it!

She didn't know how long she had been standing there, with her elbow resting on her leg looking into nothing, nor was she able to pay attention to the body that was demanding its position on that hard street.

“Y/N?” she shivered when she heard Sehun's voice next to her and looked up towards him, seeing him standing next to her with a frown.

And then she forgot everything she had gone through in her head, well she knew what to do, but Sehun there wasn't helping her reason like a normal person, which used to be routine since the young and handsome boy took the words out of her mouth every time.

“Oh, hi.” she got up from the street, running her hand over her clothes in a clear sign of nervousness.

“What are you doing out here on the sidewalk?”

She shrugged, placing her hands inside the pockets of the jacket she wore.

"I was waiting for you." she admitted and he made to take a step towards her but stopped, the atmosphere was awkward between them. It was bordering on embarrassment.

“You have the house keys, why didn’t you go in?” he questioned, pointing ahead and they started walking towards his house.

That was a great question that Y/N had a good answer for.

"I don't want to bother." That's what she said before they entered. “I wouldn’t feel comfortable coming in here without you knowing.”

He sighed and opened the door for her to enter first, she did so and took off her shoes. Then she waited for him to do the same.

As soon as he closed the door, he scratched the back of his head, not knowing what to say to her.

“You’ve never felt this way before.”

“Because we hadn’t fought like that before.” she remembered and Sehun nodded, avoiding looking at her.

He went to the sofa, being watched by her, and threw himself down, taking a deep breath.

“I don’t want to argue with you anymore.” he said and she sighed, going the same way as him and sitting next to him. “I’m tired, Y/N.”

She looked at him, sad.

It's a good thing he felt that way because she did too.

“I am too, Sehun. Tired of you avoiding me.”

He looked at her, guilty.

“I thought it would be better, I didn’t want to have any more friction between us.”

Y/N came closer and placed her hand on his knee.

“Do you remember when you told me that all our differences would be resolved through conversation?” he nodded. “We didn’t do that, Sehun. And it’s killing me.”

He placed his hand on top of hers, making a gentle caress.

“I’m sorry for pulling away, I thought it would be better to convince me.”

She narrowed her eyes.

“Convincing of what?”

“That you have other personal projects.” he shrugged, looking straight ahead making her heart sink. “It’s like I told you, I don’t want this if you don’t want it either, it wouldn’t even make sense really.”

Y/N felt a slight fear at the direction the conversation was taking.

“Sehun…”

“Look, I understand, okay? You're still too young to decide something so big that will affect your life forever. I don't want to see you unhappy because I love you and all I want most is for you to be happy.”

Y/N smiled slightly when she saw Sehun speak quickly but even so, his words had an effect on her heart, because he showed that he was concerned about what she wanted and that made her feel even more loved.

So, unable to say anything or focus on what Sehun continued to say, she got up from the couch, making him silent for a moment.

"What?" he asked, looking at her curiously. “Are you leaving?”

She laughed and sat on his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck, bringing their faces closer to hers. Y/N kissed the tip of his nose.

“No, silly.” She smiled at the suspicious face he made. “How could I leave after that?”

"What do you mean?" He asked, confused, and a pout formed.

"I love you, you know?" he smiled restrainedly. "And all I want most is to spend the rest of my life with you, to build a future for us."

Y/N saw Sehun's eyes light up in a way she had never seen before and then he hugged her around the waist, burying his face in her neck and laughing like a child.

She did the same, taking her hands to his black hair and stroking it.

"I don't believe that." he spoke, voice being muffled by Y/N's skin. "This is a dream." he pulled his face away to look her in the eyes. "I want to hear that again."

She cocked her head to the side, smiling shyly.

“I want to be the mother of your children, Oh Sehun.” she spoke, convinced and continued stroking his hair, while his eyes didn't leave her.

Sehun kept his smile wide and his eyes dropped to Y/N's lips, who wet them with her own tongue expectantly.

She began to bring her face closer to his to seal their lips and in one quick movement, Sehun held her by the thighs and got up from the sofa with her still in his lap.

Y/N let out a high-pitched laugh and grabbed his shoulder to keep from falling.

"What are you doing?" She asked and he started distributing kisses down her neck.

"We have to practice." He spoke between kisses. "You can't say that to me and leave this house without testing a few things."

He raised his eyebrows with a mischievous smile and she just laughed, letting herself be carried away.

Well, if Sehun said they had to practice then she agreed.

[proudahgase-exol]

Random text with BF! Sehun

Sehun x reader text au

I have been missing my man so much 🥺

[eomayas]

10:07 PM • osh

pairing: sehun x f reader, fwb relationship!

genre: smut, 18+ MINORS DNI

synopsis: you and sehun are fwbs and have a little bit of fun

warnings: p in v penetration, fingering, creampie, praise, teasing, sehun is cheeky

unedited

“you’re all dressed up,” sehun says sarcastically when he opens the door to let you in. you dressed in sweats and a big sweatshirt (his, actually), and a pair of slides. you two are practically wearing the same thing.

“it’s all coming off, anyway,” you say casually, pulling the hood of your jacket down and making your way to his living room.

“if that’s the case then my room is this way,” he replies, like you don’t know, and didn’t come over here for one thing. you look at him and raise your eyebrows, mockingly. he just smirks at you and grabs you hand, gently pulling you down the hallway and into his bedroom.

when you both enter the room and he quickly closes the door, you slide your (his) sweatshirt off and toss it onto the floor, leaving you in a thin tank top. sehun walks over to the bed and sits down, pulling you on top of him. “no bra,” he comments when your chest is in front of his eyes, nipples peaked and alert.

“nope,” you say, running your tongue over your top row of teeth. you place your hands on sehuns shoulders and look down at him staring up at you. he leans up to kiss you and you pull back slightly. “you’re a little eager.” you tease, pulling at his bottom lip with your thumb.

“says you,” sehun replies, tossing you onto the bed next to him and then crawling on top of you. he doesn’t miss the way your breasts jiggle, and kisses the tops of them that spill out of your shirt before he even kisses you.

the kiss starts out a little slow, slower than usual, and you start kissing him back with more want and fervor. you hands slide up his back and into his hair, one hand holding the back of his neck and while the other grabs ahold of his dark locks. sehun moves from your mouth to kiss at your jaw and down to your neck, his fingers gripping your hips tightly. “hunnie,” you say, using his nickname. your hands slide down his back and underneath his shirt. “take this off.” you breathe when he sucks on that spot on your neck. sehun pulls back, resting on his knees in between your legs.

sehun pulls his shirt off, his muscles flexing lightly. you’ve seen this body naked enough times to have it memorized. you know every curve, every mole, every scar. you know how it’ll feel underneath your fingertips. but every time you do see it, it’s always like the first time. it’s no secret he’s toned and muscular; not beefy, but strong and lean. you can never look at him like this for too long without wanting to blush and giggle like a school girl.

“better?” he teases, putting his hands on your knees. you nod and sit up slightly as you reach your hand out to run them across his abs. your touch is soft and feather like, almost non existent, but you feel him just fine.

sehun watches you, his eyes ping-ponging from your face that looks a little too into his abs, and your hand. you let out a little breath and put your hands on his ribs, pulling him down with you as you lay back on the bed. sehun holds himself up using your knees before placing his hands on either side of your head and resuming his place on your neck.

he nips and sucks on your neck, making sure to leave a mark. you let out tiny pants and whimpers as he creates his hickey on your neck; marking you, claiming you, but you don’t mind when it feels this good.

sehun kisses down to your chest. he pulls your tank top down, not bothering to fully remove it, and pulls your breasts free. he wastes no time sucking and fondling you breasts.

“hunnie,” you whine after a few minutes. he looks up at you, your nipple in his mouth. “cmon, hunnie. i need you.” you say. he pulls back from your chest, a line of saliva following.

you push your sweats down to your knees and he finishes pulling them off for you. “you’re a little eager,” he mocks, pressing two fingers against your clothed cunt. goosebumps form on your skin and you let out a breath.

“shut up,” you say, pulling down your underwear too, proving his point but not really caring. you ball your panties up in your fist, ready to toss them to the side until you look up at sehun, whose eyes are glued to your now exposed cunt. instead of throwing them to the floor, you throw them at sehun, and he snaps out of his daze and catches them in midair before they hit him.

he looks at you for a moment, a hint of mischief in his eyes. before you can register what he’s doing, he brings your panties up to his nose and takes a whiff. “perv!” you say, your face heating up. sehun only smirks and puts your underwear into his pocket. “you’re si- fuck,” you gasp, squeezing your legs together as sehun slips two fingers inside of you without warning. with his free hand, he forces your legs open and holds them down.

“i’m what?” he asks, a devilish grin on his face.

“y-you’re sick—shit, sehun!” you cry, your back arching when he adds a third finger and starts fondling your nipple, rolling it in between his fingers.

“yeah, but you like it,” he says, leaning up to attach his mouth to the breast that he isn’t occupying with his hand. the fact that every sensitive part of you body is being played with makes you start panting, loud moans leaving your mouth when he curls his fingers and hits that spot. “you about to come for me?” sehun asks, taking you out of his mouth momentarily.

you can only whimper in response, your toes curling. your knees dare to press together but only to as far as sehuns frame will allow. “cmon, y/n. i know you can do it for me,” he says, speeding up his movements and pressing down on your clit with his thumb.

you don’t know whether it’s the overstimulatation or his fingers, but you come all over his hand with a loud whine, your back arching up into his chest. “sehun!” you cry, clenching around his fingers. you continue to gush as he finger-fucks you through your orgasm.

“that’s right, baby,” he says, not stopping his movements. you grab onto his wrist to stop him, your legs starting to shake and your brain feeling fuzzy.

“hunnie, please,” you gasp, trying to crawl away from him. he finally lets up and pulls his fingers out of you. your arousal is sticky and his digits are coated in it. whatever didn’t get on his hands slips out onto your thighs and his sheets, and you cringe at the feeling.

sehun sucks on his fingers, humming at the taste. you watch him through heavy lids, biting back a smile when he pulls them out of his mouth and licks his lips. he steps off the bed and pulls his sweats down, his erection hard in his briefs. sehun palms himself as he looks down at you, all pretty and laid out for him. “turn around,” sehun orders. you manage to sit up and turn over, getting on all fours. “you still on the pill?” he asks, pulling his underwear down.

“uh-huh,” you say, looking back at him over you shoulder. his dick is on full display. he holds it in one hand and you swallow thickly, turning to look at his headboard. you feel him come up behind you. he presses a kiss onto you lower back before grabbing ahold of your hips and yanking your towards him. you put an arch in your back and brace yourself for him breaching your folds.

he teasingly taps the head of his dick on your folds, his free hand grabbing a handful of your ass. “you’re quiet,” he comments, pushing just the tip inside. you let out a shaky breath, your arms feeling shaky already. “i’m not doing enough?” sehun asks mockingly. he knows he’s not doing enough, but he doesn’t want to bottom out without giving you time to adjust to him.

“no,” you squeak when he pushes himself in deeper. your breathing speeds up and you close your eyes. sehun was not little in the slightest. he was long, and you never quite adjusted to him even after all of this time. every time he’s fully inside, it feels like he stuck his forearm in rather than his dick.

“you want more? you sure?” he asks genuinely.

“i can take it, hunnie,” you breathe. he doesn’t wait another second before he’s pushing into you, holding back from going too fast. you moan and clench around him, making his movements falter.

“y/n, r-relax. you’re gripping me too tight,” sehun says, his voice shaky. if you keep clenching around him like this, he won’t last.

“fuck, sehun!” you cry, trying to will yourself to relax, but the stretch is too much. your arms start shaking so you just give up and let yourself fall into the mattress. your momentary defeat makes you stop squeezing him, and he’s able to keep moving.

sehun strokes slowly a few times before firmly grabbing your hips and speeding up. you scream his name and grab onto the sheets, balling them up in your fists. “you’re taking me so well, y/n,” he groans. “talk to me, baby. i need to hear you. ” you moan in response, tears coming to your eyes.

you blabber incoherently and mewl as he grabs a fistful of your hair, yanking your head up as he pounds into you. this pace has your vision blurring and you crying out his name like a prayer. “fuck, y/n!” he grunts. sehun releases his grip on your hair by a little bit and pushes your face into the mattress. “you gonna come again for me? all over my dick?” he asks, his strokes slowing down a bit so he can reach forward and play with you clit.

“h-hunnie,” you pant, blinking away all of the black spots in your vision. you don’t have any time to let him know you’re close because you cream all over him. you scream out a string of curse words and whine out his name as he keeps pounding into you, his hand back in your hair while the other holds you firmly.

a few moments later, sehun releases into you with a loud shout or your name. he watches both of your juices pour out of you, and pushes it back in, a sudden sense of possessiveness taking over. “i-i can’t take it, sehun,” you cry, stray tears leaking out of you eyes. he pulls out of you and flips you over. when he notices the tears on your cheeks, he can’t help but smile. “fuck you.” you whine, gently swatting at him.

“i already did,” he replies, leaning down to kiss you. you wrap one arm around his neck and bring the other down in between you. you grab ahold of his still hard dick and push it between your folds. “you want more?” he asks against your mouth.

“yes,” you say, suddenly shy. sehun pushes himself up onto his hands and looks down to see where you both connect, and starts pushing himself inside. you hook one of your legs around his hips and pull him closer to you by the shoulders.

when both of you come, you for the third time and him the second, he pulls out of you with a tiny moan and you whimper at the loss of contact. sehun flops down beside you and catches his breath, one arm behind his head. after a few moments of you two lying there and breathing, you ask, “can you get a towel?”

sehun comes back and wipes you off and checks to make sure that you’re alright and that he didn’t hurt you. “you’re going soft on me,” you say, and he rolls his eyes.

“you’re the one who can’t take dick,” he says back nonchalantly, turning around to toss the soiled towel in his laundry. you gasp and grab a pillow and throw it at him, missing him only by centimeters. sehun smirks at you over his shoulder and starts to get dressed.

you decide to do the same, finding everything that you arrived in except your panties. “sehun, give me my underwear,” you say, pulling your tank top over your breasts properly.

“here,” he says, tossing you a pair that you didn’t wear today. you don’t ask, because it was probably from a time you spent the night, or one of his pervy moments, like earlier tonight.

you finish getting dressed and grab a new sweatshirt out of his closet. sehun rests on the bed, phone in hand as he scrolls aimlessly through his social media apps. it’s only when you say, “you little bastard!” that he looks up and finds you looking in his dresser mirror, the collar of your (his) hoodie yanked down to look at your neck.

sehun smirks and goes back to his phone. “i have a date tomorrow, asshole,” you say, but you don’t actually really care. it’s true, but you really just want to see what he has to say.

“that’ll be awkward, won’t it,” he says, his voice bored. but inwardly, he’s glad he marked you up. no, you’re not dating and he doesn’t really care if you start. but he also knows what is his, and he happens to see you as such.

“it’ll make for interesting conversation.”

you tried covering up the hickey as best as you could using makeup, but it was still visible. you thought about wearing a turtle neck, but it was hot out so you just said fuck it, and went to your date with the hickey still visible.

you could see your date, soobin, glancing at it all night, but he never asked about it. you didn’t really care, because your mind was elsewhere. you couldn’t wait for this date to be over.

when it finally was, you called the one and only person you wanted to see.

“guess the conversation wasn’t so interesting,” he says, the smirk on his face evident in his voice.

“no, it definitely wasn’t,” you reply.

“come over and let me make up for it.”

[kissgirly]

A inevitável maneira de odiar Oh Sehun.

Gênero: enemies to lovers, collegial au! smut.

Contagem de palavras: 1.2k.

essa fic contém: spanking, fingering, dirty talk, degradation kink. 

SINOPSE: Tudo que você precisa saber antes de tudo é que Sehun é um canalha. Um idiota cafajeste que usa garotinhas falsamente inocentes, assim como você.

E infelizmente (ou felizmente), isso faz o querer mais ainda.

Última semana de aula, relógio marca 09:30 da manhã e para variar, tem que terminar um trabalho importantíssimo antes do período acabar. Você teria terminado tudo sozinha, isso se não fosse a ideia ridícula do professor de juntar grupos de pessoas completamente diferentes. Você e Sehun não se entendem desde que entraram no curso, a constante competição intelectual entre vocês passou de limites que nem mesmo os professores aguentam mais.

É claro que todos querem ótimas notas, mas vocês dois querem o boletim perfeito e para isso, constantemente participam da aula como se fosse um jogo. Quem responder mais perguntas corretamente, ganha. São incontáveis as vezes que levantam as mãos para falar, ou as vezes que discutem em sala só para sentir aquela pontinha do ego inflado.

Estava se sentindo exausta, as semanas intensivas de estudo tem te deixado estressada e não é só você que se sentia assim. Sehun parecia mil vezes pior do que é normalmente e mesmo que insistisse, o prazo não iria ser estendido. Então ou trabalhavam juntos… Ou trabalhavam juntos, não tinha outra opção.

A bagunça de canetas na grande mesa te irritava, Sehun falando sem parar de coisas que você já sabe te irritava. Só desejava finalizar o trabalho de uma vez, sem interrupções. Estava a ponto de surtar com a incompetência dos outros colegas de grupo que mal apareceram nas reuniões para discutir o trabalho.

Respirou fundo e se sentou no canto da sala para organizar os pensamentos, Sehun para variar, foi atrás de você na maior cara de pau.

— Sehun, eu não quero pensar no trabalho agora, me deixa descansar merda!

— Ei ei, calma! Eu sei que não quer, por isso eu peguei um lanche. Pelo menos você engole e fica quieta.

— Como você consegue ser cretino mesmo fazendo uma boa ação?

Sehun te imitou de um jeito bobo como se fosse uma criancinha, revirou os olhos e mordeu um pedaço do lanche natural. Um momento de paz entre todo o caos que Sehun te trazia, ele era bagunçado com suas coisas mas extremamente arrumadinho consigo mesmo. O que deixava perigosamente atraente aos teus olhos, encarava demais o coreano, sem ao menos perceber.

— Vem cá, eu sei que eu sou gostoso, inteligente, me visto bem e tal… Mas você vai ficar mesmo me encarando desse jeito?

— An? 

— Me encarar. Porque tá me encarando?

— Nada, é proibido te olhar agora? 

— Não, muito pelo contrário. Mas você tem que tomar cuidado, vai acabar se apaixonando.

— Vai se foder, moleque! Você acha mesmo que isso iria acontecer? Tá sonhando demais.

— Quem deve estar sonhando é você com essa cara de tonta.

Um tapinha foi dado no ombro de Sehun, comeu o último pedaço do lanchinho e fez um bico. Antes mesmo de poder levar o suco à boca, seus lábios foram tomados por um selar curto. Foi como se o mundo tivesse parado por um momento, não respirava, não reagia. Tirando uma gargalhada do homem.

— Não precisa ficar assim, vai. 

Não respondeu, apenas fez uma carinha de brava e deu outro tapinha. Mas no fundo, sabia que tinha gostado.

— Você é um idiota, eu te odeio Sehun.

— Não odeia nada, se me odiasse não ficaria tão obcecada por mim.

— Eu não estou obcecada por você.

— Tsc… Você sempre tenta chamar minha atenção de alguma forma, meu doce. Eu sei disso muito bem. Nem que seja sendo uma vadia irritante. 

Ficou quieta por alguns segundos, dando liberdade para Sehun continuar com as provocações.

— Convenhamos, linda. Se esse ódio todo for tesão, me diz que a gente resolve isso agora.

— Quê? Como? — Perguntou genuinamente, sem nem mesmo perceber que concordava com o garoto.

Sehun se levantou e puxou suas mãos para se levantar também, caminharam juntos até um canto da biblioteca, Sehun afastou uma pequena cômoda e abriu uma porta. Era uma salinha não tão grande, mas arrumada e cheirosa.

— Eu venho estudar aqui às vezes. — Explicou, ajeitando os puffs que ele mesmo havia colocado lá, deixando uma cadeira no meio deles.

— E desde quando isso existe? Eu nunca vi essa sala antes…

— Isso porque eu não quis mostrar pra ninguém, oras. — Trancou a porta e acendeu a luz, puxando sua cintura e encostando seu corpo sobre a parede.

Sentia tanta atração por Sehun que mal sabia como lidar com tantas coisas ao mesmo tempo, ele não queria perder tempo já que passou tantos dias tendo sonhos sujos e pensando no quão gostoso seria te ter ali com ele. Seria meio errado da parte de vocês, principalmente quando se tratava de um ambiente estudantil, mas foda-se. Não se importavam com isso.

Os lábios dele encontraram os seus novamente, num jeito tão gostoso que parecia que ambos finalmente puderam liberar o desejo reprimido depois de tanto tempo. Sehun mantinha as mãos sobre sua cintura, juntando contra o corpo dele, os corpos dançavam em puro desejo. Não se reprimiram mais, apenas queriam um ao outro. 

Te segurou no colo com facilidade, dando passos para trás e sentando sobre uma das cadeiras que havia ali. Você se ajeitou no colo dele e continuaram os amassos. Até você se afastar para se livrar da camiseta que parecia tão incômoda. Sehun desceu os beijos para o seu pescoço, clavícula até chegar aos seios, onde usou as duas mãos para apertar como dois brinquedinhos. Tirando arfares seus.

— Sehun… — Murmurou, mordendo o próprio lábio enquanto afundava o rosto no pescoço do coreano. 

— Nem precisa ficar envergonhada. Eu prometo que depois disso, você nunca mais vai me odiar. Muito menos agir igual vadiazinha. Garotas como você só aprendem com uma boa surra.

Mal deu tempo de contrariar o homem, já sentiu o corpinho ser manejado, ficando de bruços no colo de Sehun e sentindo a mão pesada acariciar o bumbum. 

— Tão redondinho… Vai ficar toda marcada pra mim, e lembre-se de que não quero ouvir nem um pio. 

Levantou a barra da sainha, apertando uma das nádegas antes de deixar um tapa reforçado ali, a marquinha dos cinco dedos estampados no seu bumbum fez Sehun sorrir largo. Era linda, ainda mais quando percebia que ficava mais molhada por conta disso. 

— Hunie… Eu…

— O que eu disse, hein? Você não passa de uma garotinha imunda, ficou molhada só com esses tapinhas? É isso? 

Desceu os dedos para o íntimo coberto pela calcinha, tocando devagar toda a área molhadinha, um chiado saiu de seus lábios, enquanto empinava o quadril para sentir mais do toque, ficar mais melada para ele.

Sehun era rápido, quando sentiu o íntimo melado o suficiente, afastou o tecido para o ladinho e penetrou dois dedinhos. Era apertado o suficiente para imaginar coisas sujas com você. Os gemidinhos baixos eram calados pela outra mão do homem, precisava ficar calada se não quisesse ser pega por algum aluno ou funcionário que rodava por ali.  

Fazia movimentos de tesourinha para te deixar mais larga, prontinha para ele. Estocava até o fundinho, deixando apenas os barulhinhos molhados ecoar pelo cômodo. Aumentava os movimentos só para te ver contorcer no colo dele, e parava logo em seguida para te deixar irritadinha, mole nos toques dele.

Você odiava Sehun, principalmente quando ele te provocava. 

Mas tantas provocações para uma garota tão fraquinha, não iriam resultar em outra coisa, após murmúrios e choramingos da sua parte, sentiu o íntimo tão meladinho pulsar e o melzinho escorrer por suas coxas. Sehun segurou seu corpinho com as duas mãos, te deixando de pé.

— Você acha que acabou? Eu só comecei, docinho…

[aqupisrecs]

[ ● FIC REC ] FILE NAME : SEHUN / OH SE-HUN

CONTENTS : M - Mature, ✰ - Favorites, ⚘ - Fluff, ♧ - Angst

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Oh, Baby! > </ ⚘ ♧ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Formidable > </ ⚘ ♧>

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Neighbors > </ ✰ M ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Yes, Sir ft. Kai > </ ✰ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀While You're Asleep > </ ✰ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Teasing > </ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Mutual Mast*rbation > </ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Good Morning > </ ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Drunk Scenario > </ ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀A Hug Is All You Need > </ ✰ ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Baby Boy > </ ✰ ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀How Sehun Acts When He's In Love > </ ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀//coming soon...

Updated [ 2023 - June - 10 ]

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[mybiasisexo]

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Genre: idek | exopower!au Pairing: sehun x Reader Length: 946 Warnings: vague...just like this warning lmfaooo

@avatarren asks: I love Drabble games! I’d like to request number 7 & 11 with Sehun!

a/n: idkw this one was so difficult for me. ig im getting rusty 😭

DRABBLE GAME | MASTERLIST

You were in the kitchen of your small apartment when some commotion caught your attention. You turned around and screamed from the top of your lungs when you saw a dark figure by your open window—which was not opened by you.

“It’s just me!” An urgent, familiar voice assured.

“Oh Sehun!” You cried as you placed a hand over your racing heart. “You scared the hell out of me!”

“You should really lock your windows,” he reprimanded as he closed the one he entered from, before coming into the light of the kitchen. He was dressed like a soldier, his dark hair cut short, exposing his beautifully sculpted face.

“I live on the fourth floor,” you informed him, trying not to get too distracted by his beauty.

“Still….” He leaned against your counter that sat between you both.

You go back to the ramen you were cooking, trying to ignore the tall man behind you.

You’ve known Sehun for five years now. It was a rather long story, but you had gotten yourself tied up in some scary illegal government stuff, and he had helped you out of it. Helped you get back to normality.

Unfortunately, normal was a word he never could get used to himself. He was a soldier, a defender for both this world, and one he no longer inhabited, apparently. It was all very inconceivable. All you truly understood was that he ended up stuck on Earth fighting some evil force, and he and his other friends may or may not have superpowers.

Yeah, very inconceivable.

“Ramen?” You asked.

“Yeah,” he was quick to agree. You put the pot on the counter, handing him some chopsticks. He didn’t waste any time digging in.

“You’re dressed for war,” you mentioned, noting the camo outfit and boots.

He scratched his head. “Suho found a lead. We’re heading out to investigate in the morning.”

“Oh….”

“You scared for me?” He questioned with a smirk, teasing you.

You rolled your eyes. “I should know by now that you don’t need the concern. But…. I feel like somebody needs to. You guys are always putting yourself in danger. Whenever you leave, I always wonder if….”

You were revealing too much, getting to emotional. He caught onto that, and gently asked you to continue.

You inhaled some courage. “I wonder if it’s going to be the last time I’ll ever see you.”

His eyes took you in. You watched as they bounced around, locking with every point of your face.

“You have nothing to worry about,” he finally answered. Not going to lie, you felt disappointment from his reply. “It’s our job. Why we were created.”

“But you have lost people,” you reminded him, thinking about the Luhan fellow he brought up occasionally. The best friend that wasn’t able to escape the hell they endured when they first landed onto this planet. “You are capable of dying, you know?”

“We’re stronger now. And we’re always careful, we know what we’re doing.”

“I know,” you said, dropping your gaze to the little bit of broth left in the pot. You shook your head. “Never mind. Pretend I never mentioned it.”

He went back to quietly observing you. This was what your relationship mostly consisted of. He would pop in out of nowhere and watch you, as though he was trying to understand how humans worked.

He pursed his lips and walked around the counter to stand before you. As if he weren’t completely sure what he was doing, he slowly lifted his glove-covered hands to your face, pulling it up so that you were looking at him. Your breath got caught in your throat at the contact, he’d never touched you before, not like this. It was…intimate.

“Thank you for your concern,” he said. “It makes me feel good, knowing someone cares if I’m dead or alive.”

“Is that why you always come back?” You questioned, sounding a bit more bitter than intended.

He grinned down at you. “You’re my person. You’ll always be the one I go to.”

Your eyes widened from his confession. His person. It was the most romantic thing he’d ever said, but you weren’t sure if that’s what he meant it as or not. Maybe you were reading too much into it. His eyes glimmered with something though, something that led you to believe he was indeed being romantic, in his own little way.

You smiled up at him. “You’re sure it’s not just because you saved me all those years ago?”

“I’ve saved a lot of people,” he told you. “But I don’t check up on them.”

“Just me?” You breathed.

He nodded.

“Okay.” You blushed and glanced away, growing shy. “Well, before you go, I should give you something. As a thank you for saving my life.”

“You don’t owe me anything for that,” he declined.

“All the same.”

You stood up on your tip toes to press your lips against his. It was quick. He didn’t even have time to react before you were falling back to your feet. When you pulled away, he leaned down, returning the gesture. You share a few more kisses, his arms going around your waist, yours to his covered forearms.

When he finally pulled away, he rested his forehead against yours. “I’ll need that again, I think.”

You giggled. “Whenever you’re back from your mission, I’ll gladly give you however many more you want.”

He hummed and gave into the urge to kiss you again, this one lingering. Once you slowly broke it, he left you—out the door this time.

You stood in that kitchen, shaking and praying that he would return unscathed.

[starillusion13]

EXO PLANET

“ This is not your usual party.”

One-shots

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Kim Minseok

“ Don’t you wanna let me in?”

Kim Junmyeon

“Your beauty is sparkling even with no makeup.”

Byun Baekhyun

“Hear me out my love!”

BAMBI - Byun Baekhyun

Our Angel - B.Bh

Are you jealous? - B.Bh

Kim Jongdae

“Maybe another day, I will tell you my secret.”

Park Chanyeol

“A monster can also have a Cinderella like you.”

Four Seasons of Love - Park Chanyeol

Do Kyungsoo

“Everything you say, I will make you regret it.”

Kim Jongin

“Have you tasted the mixture of Cream & Soda?”

Oh Sehun

“The Oh in my name is for people when they are love fool for me.”

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[hocesthelas]

The Slytherin to my Hufflepuff | Sehun

Pairing: Hufflepuff!Sehun × Slytherin! Reader Word count: 1.3K Summary: Sehun, which had been expected to be Slytherin for all intents and purposes, was sorted into Hufflepuff, while you, a Hufflepuff in blood and bones found yourself in Slytherin. Authors note: This is my first fic on here. I do feel that I have gone waay off from my original idea, but hey, if anyone ends up reading this, I hope you enjoy! :)

It all began with a bam. You were walking down the corridors with Hannah. You were looking at the sky and quickly got distracted by a cloud in the shape of a mouse. You were looking so intently, and you were so distracted by your own thoughts, that you no longer registered to what the Hufflepuff beside you was saying.

You most definitely couldn’t tell that someone was walking directly towards you, someone, who had also been distracted.

In the blink of an eye, you found yourself struck and on the ground with a sore bum before you even registered what happened. As you looked up, your eyes met his. You quickly concluded that this face was the most pleasant one you had seen in Hogwarts. A face which the glow of the sun had made look heavenly. You looked down at his dishevelled black and yellow tie. A Hufflepuff!

“I’m sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was…”

“sorry, I wasn’t paying attention to where I was…”

“going”

“going” you both said simultaneously.

You broke down laughing, and he gave you an amused grin.

Later that day you pestered Hannah on who the Hufflepuff was and demanded she share everything she knew about him. She looked at you in confusion “you don’t know Oh Sehun?” you shook your head no.

“Well,” she began “If you are a Hufflepuff in Slytherin robes, he’s a Slytherin in Hufflepuff clothes; I reckoned you would know him.”

Following this incident, you've gotten closer to Sehun. You also learned more about him; like how he used a bird-conjuring charm on a Ravenclaw who was bothering his friend, or how he came from a family of Slytherins, and how his family had been greatly disappointed that he ended up in Hufflepuff.

You also had a lot in common; you were both sorted into the ‘wrong house’, you both spent more time with students from other houses than those of your own and even though you were both fairly well known in Hogwarts, you somehow never heard of one another before you literally bumped into each other in the corridors. What was truly frightening was how nearly all of your friends were his friends too.

Moreover, you had constantly spent time in the Hufflepuff common room, even though it was technically not allowed. Despite this, somehow, miraculously, you had never — not once — come across him.

This didn’t mean that you never, unknowingly, crossed paths. Soon after you started frequenting the Hufflepuff common room, some of the occupants were not happy to have you there, and they were not shy to share their thoughts with you.

Seeing as you thought it inappropriate to complain to your Hufflepuff friends, you recounted all that happened to your Gryffindor friend. It didn’t take long for these incidents to cease. Flooded with schoolwork and exams, you never had time to think much of it.

You now learned that Chanyeol had gone to Sehun to speak of the matter. Sehun then took measures to keep his own housemates in check. All this while he too had never seen a hair on your head.

It only took a short time before you felt as if you'd known Sehun your entire life. You'd spend as much of your day stuck to each other as possible, and you would never run out of things to talk about.

Presently you were both sprawled beside each other on the grounds just outside of Hogwarts. As per usual, curiosity made its way through your system, and you could only keep it in for a few brief moments before you spoke up “Sehun, you have brewed Amortentia before, haven't you?”

“I would like to think that by now I have, yes” you rolled your eyes at him, even though he couldn’t see it.

“So, how was it? what did you smell?” he turned his head towards you “I smelled the fear from my enemies” this sent you into a laughing fit, and he too couldn’t help but laugh.

You slapped him on his chest “oh come on dummy, I’m being serious, what did you smell?” “not telling” he said in a teasing tone.

You moved closer and you turned to whisper in his ear “come on, tell me, what did you smell”.

He tried his best to shield his ear “Jeez, are you always this touchy with your friends? why don’t you find someone else to annoy” “No” you answered.

“No what? you are not touchy with your friends, or, you can't find some to annoy?”

“both” you turned to look at him again “don’t think I’m dropping this, now tell me what did you smell?”. He continued lying there, still. You weren’t sure if his reaction was because of your question, or because of your answer.

You impatiently got up on your elbow, and fisted your left hand, as if preparing to punch him “are going to tell me, or do you plan on getting beat?” he put his hands up in surrender “alright, alright! why do you Slytherins always revert to violence”.

As you laid back on the grass, he hummed in thought, stole a glance at you then focused his eyes back on the sky before finally saying “it was lavender… freshly cleaned laundry, and…” he looked at you again ”and Pelargonium”.

You propped yourself back up on your elbow and looked at him intently “no way, are you serious?” he seemed waver at the question, but answered with a hum and a nod of the head.

Your smile just grew bigger and bigger “guess what I smelled?” you didn’t even give him a chance to answer before continuing. “lavender” you saw his eyes instantly grow in shock “freshly cleaned sheets” he looked at you in disbelief before retorting “well, I do hope you aren’t the biggest narcissist in the world, and have Pelargonium as your third scent”.

He had accidentally given himself away, and this was all the reassurance you needed. You gave him a quick peck on the cheek, earning you a pair of reddening cheeks. “Of course I didn’t smell Pelargonium. My third scent was apple”.

He stared at you, eyes glued to yours. You couldn’t decipher the look he gave you, so you attempted to further elaborate “you also smell of apple if you didn’t realis-”.

Before you could finish the sentence he grabbed your face, pulling you down for a kiss. You could feel each other smile through the kiss and felt yourself engulphed by the smell of apples, drowning you under a blanket of comfort.

As you pulled away, your eyes found each other, and you were lost in his. He was the first to break the silence “if there is any doubt in your mind, you smell like Pelargonium” you couldn't wipe the smile off your face “I know”.

You then threw yourself on top of him, hearing him whimper in surprise. His arms snaked around you, making you feel giddy. As he caressed your back you heard him speak “I guess the fact that we smelled nearly the exact same thing proves that we were meant to be together” “oh, so we’re together now?” “haven't we always been?”.

You sighed in relief “good, now I don't have to be the only one without a boyfriend”

As you cuddled each other, you couldn’t help but think about the sorting hat, and how ironic it was that you were both sorted into what you thought was each others house. “Sehun” he hummed for you to continue. “do you think the sorting hat was playing matchmaker with us?”.

You could feel him grin from under you “I’m telling you, we were meant to be, it’s just that the sorting hat realised it earlier than we ever did”

[hobicomeholla29]

Slumber - One Shot - OSH

Pairing: Businessman! Sehun x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count:1.4k

Warnings: none

Rating: PG-13

A/N: As always, this was reviewed and edited in the middle of the night lol so please bear with me if you see any mistakes or typos.

Summary: Sehun is always traveling and you're both, for the most part, used to it, but there is always the craving for each other that never goes away.

♡♡♡♡

When did you fall asleep? You couldn’t recall… not even the feeling of sleepiness registered in your memories, yet consciousness returning to you is what reminded you of your current state.

At some point last night, you had fallen asleep while waiting for your fiancé to return.

You hoped to stay up until his arrival, yet the weight of the day’s events had quickly sold you out to tiredness without your consent.

This business trip had been one of the longest ones he’s ever had, and it had been announced out of the blue too.

Not sure of how long it had been since you’d fallen asleep, all you could now focus on was the warmth that embraced your entire being. You wanted to think that the fluffy white duvet you bought two months ago was to thank for the pleasant feeling, yet you didn’t have the energy to go clear your doubts.

Even though sleep was nice, something within you fought for awakening, your mind reaching towards the present with urgency.

Your senses were overwhelmed as they perceived everything a little bit clearer than before, capturing the low hum of the A/C that almost lulled you back into Morpheus’ lair.

Soft peppering on your shoulder kept you in the now, an easy pattern forming on your skin. Shoulders, back, neck and repeat, a delicious feeling that engulfed your senses to the max of its capacities.

You sighed in contentment as goosebumps rose, covering the areas receiving such sensual ministrations. You involuntarily shivered and your toes curled in the process, you were sure that the rays of sunlight on your body couldn’t have caused all this havoc.  

In the back of your mind, a reminder played, since you fell asleep without notice, you had slept with your hair untied, which meant that the braids you had gotten done were probably all messy now, it was a bummer that after such a long time, he would have to see you with your hair in such state.

Unconscious of your actions, you felt some type of guilt and rose a hand over your head to pat down the possible loose strands of curly hair, however, something else occupied the spot as if sensing your thought process before you could act. The haze of sleep kept you confused about your surroundings, but you were certain that the sensation was of a warm palm stroking your hair.

It felt nice...safe and the caress caused your body to move on its own, your head nudging the warmness above it.

A sound similar to a deep chuckle came from behind you, a rumble that reverberated from your back through the rest of your body, that’s when you really started to awaken.

The warmth that surrounded you came in the shape of a strong arm around your waist, a gentle hand accompanying it as it caressed your stomach in an up and down motion.

The humming of the A/C was not alone, as a raspy voice accompanied it to lull you back to sleep.

And then you realized that the peppering sensation came from soft lips, lips that left trails of warm kisses on your skin, lips that brought you to your senses, lips that only meant one thing…

With newfound energy from your non-planned nap and a strong will to see who you hoped for so long, you turned your body around in his embrace, just as you felt him throw his long leg over your body.

"You're home" was all you could form, grogginess from sleep seeping into your voice, but you needed to know if this was real or if you were still in dreamland.

"I am" He stated, as he once again ran a hand over your unruly hair. The hoarseness of his voice telling you that he had probably been asleep too.

He absentmindedly played with your hair, and it brought back memories of when he had confessed that he loved your curls. Even when they were uncontrollable due to encounters with pillows, he knew how much you stressed over getting your hair done, but to him it was just as  beautiful when you’d just let it be.

Eyes still closed, you buried your face in his chest and he chuckled once more at your cute reaction. You could hear the deep rumble coming directly from his chest, fully awake now, you could enjoy the sound much more.

"I missed you too baby" he said as he kissed your temple and caressed your sides. "Wanna go have breakfast together?" he asked hopefully.

The moment he had landed, he wanted to do everything with you, for you. You had offered to pick him up, but he couldn’t do that to you, not when his flight landed at 3am, but that didn’t stop him from wanting to see you fast and do everything slow, just so it would last.

You ran his question through your mind for a minute, balancing out being here or there, yet the answer was simple, you wanted to enjoy him just a bit more, just you two, no one around and no distractions.

"No..." With the amount of time you took to finish your answer, he probably thought you had fallen asleep again do you answered "I wanna stay here in bed...cuddling…with you" You were mumbling now, closer to sleep than you had thought, but he knew, you were always a bit of a sleepyhead.

"Ok" he said sweetly, caressing your cheek, wishing you would open your eyes just for a second, to see the sparkling brown orbs he’d missed so much.

It had been a long time since he'd been able to see your face to face, work keeping him away from you for far too long.

Wanting to be a little selfish, for just a few seconds, he nudged your nose with his in an attempt to get your attention a bit longer. And just before he gave up and gave into your wants, as he wished for so hard, your sleepy eyes opened, only for him to cherish.

You stared at him in confusion, a small pout playing on your lips as well, his eyes scanned over your face, studying every detail he had missed for so long.

He inched closer to your face and kissed your temple at first, then moved to your eyelids to check if so he could get his fill of you, but he still wasn’t satisfied, and he wasn’t able to hold back, so he pressed his lips to yours and they were as soft as you remembered them, sweet in flavor, they made it easy for you return his affection.

Your hands found their way to his chest, relishing the feeling of finally having him under your fingers. You missed him so much, your actions weren’t yours anymore and as his tongue parted your lips effortlessly, you both sighed in content, putting all your built-up emotions in this moment. It was slow, languid, and filled with passion, he didn’t have to be away from you now.

He held your neck to keep you in place, enjoying you like it was the first time.

He pulled away shortly after, a smile on his lips. He didn’t want to wake you to the point where you wouldn't be able to get back to your slumber, so he settled for caressing your curls once more, but not before planting a final kiss on your forehead.

His eyes bore into yours, pure adoration for you in them. He lied to himself, he did want keep you awake and savor every waking moment with you before he had to leave once more, but he had to endure for now, since his reward for these short hurtful times apart would be much better. He would be able to wake up to you like this every day, take care of you like you deserved, he would fulfill that desire, no doubts about it. Just a couple more trips overseas and he’ll be able to give you the world, he promised.

"I love you" he said to your now droopy eyes.

"I love you too, Sehun" you mumbled before giving in to sleep. This was happiness, you were his happiness… but for now he had to wait until you were awake to shower you with his love, so for the time being, he wrapped both of you under the white duvet and let you both surrendered to slumber in each other’s embrace.

“Good night baby”

[baekstans]

does anyone remember a sehun angst fanfic series where the girl was really insecure and mistreated and had a scar on her face? i cant remember much else about it but i really want to go back and read it/see if there were any new updates since i last read it.

[justwritedreams]

Hey can i request one where Sehun and the reader are having a romantic date in Paris, and confess their feelings for eachother infront of the eiffel tower?

Ok I really recommend everyone to read it while listening to From the Jump by James Arthur. You can thank me later.

I just wanna spend forever with you | Sehun

Word count: 794 Genre: fluff Author: maari  Warnings: none Note: I'm gonna cry in the corner thank you

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Y/N had her eyes closed, feeling the gentle breeze of that perfect, sunny day. Her heart was calm in her chest, but anxiety was taking over the tip of her stomach, and it wasn't hunger because she had just had breakfast in the hotel suite she was in.

A silly, involuntary smile took over her face, she was so happy that there was no way anyone couldn't notice.

And that smile only grew when she felt strong arms wrap around her waist, she opened her eyes as soon as Sehun's chin rested on her shoulder.

"A rose for your thoughts." he said after placing a kiss on her bare skin, making her look at his hands on her body.

He held a red rose in his right hand and she took the flower.

"I'm thinking about last night." she admitted softly as her cheeks heated up, appreciating the flower. "It was magical."

She rested her head on Sehun's strong chest, feeling him place a kiss on her cheek.

Y/N and Sehun had arrived in Paris the day before, and spent the day as ordinary tourists walking the streets hand in hand. In the evening, they had dinner at a fancy restaurant while talking about their respective lives.

It was a miracle that they had both taken a vacation at the same time and Sehun had the brilliant idea of ​​spending their days together in Paris. More than just a gentleman, he was being thoughtful and the sparkle in his eyes every time he looked at her was making Y/N's legs tremble.

After dinner, they went to the hotel room he had booked with a view of the Eiffel Tower. The room was full of rose petals on the floor and in the bed, also candlelight scattered on the room. It was the first time they had a long night of love, something they had both dreamed of for so long.

"Do you remember? This is where we met." he remembered and she sighed, filled with memories.

"In the summer." she continued.

"You fell on top of me in the middle of the street." he finished, laughing softly and Y/N did the same.

“Because I tripped and my shoe flew into the Seine River.” She brought her free hand to her forehead, embarrassed.

Sehun pulled away only to make her turn to face him, where he took a strand of her hair behind her ear and caressed her cheek.

It was a day when the Seine River was crowded with tourists, taking pictures, talking, sitting or lying in the middle of the sidewalk. To avoid a child's ice cream, Y/N ended up tripping over her own feet with her hurried movement and bumped into Sehun, they both fell at the same time with Y/N ​​on top of him and her shoe flew off her foot and fell into the Seine River.

He was gentleman enough not to laugh or argue with her, he helped her up and insisted on taking her to the nearest shoe store so she could buy a new pair of shoes. Of course she refused, the stores in Paris were too expensive, but he insisted and even made her lean on his shoulder so she wouldn't step on the ground barefoot.

It was impossible not to notice how good Sehun smelled or how handsome he was. In such a short time, she developed a crush on him that continued when he helped her put on the shoes he insisted on paying for. After that, they exchanged phone numbers and didn't stop talking, consequently meeting up more often. But it was on their date at the Champ de Mars that they both felt something deeper, something that was never really said out loud. "It's even cliché, but I fell in love the moment you fell on top of me." Sehun was serious and calm, he was being sincere and all she did was smile sweetly. "I didn't believe in love at first sight until I met you." Y/N felt her eyes water and hugged him tightly, getting lost in the warmth of his body. Sehun reciprocated in the same way as he stroked her hair. "It's so bad to be away from you when the only thing I want is to spend forever with you." she said and pulled away to bring her free hand to his face. “You will always have this heart of mine. It is only yours.” Sehun pulled her by the waist so that they could seal their lips at once, in a sweet and soft way like the breeze outside, with the Eiffel Tower being the only witness to that passionate promise that was immortalized in that moment of love.

[writingstuffandmore]

The Pixie-fairy land...

Pairing:- Sehun x gn! reader (ft exo members?)

Genre: fluff, humour (maybe?)

AU!: Fairy land

Requested: @simplypearing

Summary: A day in flying-talented pixie Sehun's life

Coming Soon

[eomayas]

firsts • osh [req]

req: hii! can i request sleeping in the same bed with sehun for the first time? established relationship or fwb or whatever inspires you :) love all of your writing!

pairing: sehun x f reader, established relationship

synopsis: reader decides to take it to the next level with sehun

genre: fluff & smut 18+ MINORS DNI!!!!

warnings: smut, swearing, p in v, oral (m & f receiving) aftercare, lots of kissing/making out lmao, sweet sehun, chanyeol cameo

a/n: ahhh thanks for the sehun req 🥰 hope you enjoy 🩷 thanks for your support!!

despite the many compromising positions you and sehun have been found in, you’ve never actually had sex. you’ve never actually done a lot of the things that you think most people assume, like sleeping over or going all the way. sure, you’ve fooled around but it’s never been full on sex.

like every time you’re sitting on his lap, making out, you guys are giggling. you playfully bite his bottom lip and and release it, looking down at him with a smile. “you’re cute,” you say, running a hand through his hair.

“i know,” he says, putting his hands underneath your shirt to rest on your hips. you roll your eyes at him and go back to kissing him, loosely wrapping your arms around his neck. you press yourself closer, your chest against his.

sehuns hands move you higher against your back, near the back of your bra. you’re ready to pull your shirt off until his roommate and best friend, chanyeol, comes out of his bedroom and into the living room. “sehun, what do we need for the apart-“ he cuts himself off when he sees the both of you on the couch. “he has s bedroom, you know.” chanyeol says.

“just get more cereal,” sehun says, his hands sliding to the front of your body, dragging down your stomach and to the top of your pants.

chanyeol cringes at the two of you and snatches his keys off of the counter. “just text me, dude,” he says, and leaves the apartment.

you two go back to making out, you lightly grinding against him. sehun scoots forward and wraps your legs around his waist tighter, and gets up from the couch. his hands rest on your ass so he can carry you down the hall to his bedroom.

sehun tosses you onto the bed and watches you bounce around with a smile on his face. sehun pulls off his shirt and you don’t mind since you’re now alone in his house. “you’re hot,” you say when he hovers over you, settling in between your legs on the bed.

“you’re hotter,” he replies, putting a hand on your hip and reconnecting your lips. he starts messing with the waistband on your pants, and you lift your hips up so he can pull them down.

sehun presses two fingers against your clothed pussy, feeling the dampness before he pushes them to the side and drags a finger up your slit. “always nice and wet for me,” he mutters, dipping two fingers into your core. he slips in easily, your gummy walls contracting around him.

you let out a content sigh as he starts pumping his fingers in and out of you. “you’re so good to me, hunnie,” you moan when he starts rubbing your clit with his thumb. “hunnie.” you breathe, propping yourself up to look at him.

“talk to me, pretty,” he says, curling his fingers and making you yelp. “that’s it? you liked that?” he questions, adding a third finger and stretching you out nicely. you flop back on the bed, gathering his sheets in your hand.

not removing his hand from between your legs. sehun comes up to your neck, biting and sucking on the soft skin. you start to press you legs together and he pulls back to look into your eyes. “keep your legs open, baby. i know you’re close,” he says, giving your lips a sweet kiss, a stark contrast to the way he’s currently finger fucking you. “that’s right, cmon, y/n.” sehun praises, pumping his fingers into you quicker.

you hold onto his shoulders and clench around his fingers, your arousal gushing out of you. you expect him to stop, but he doesn’t, and you instead rubs you clit with his thumb, his fingers still moving about you. “sehun, sehun!” you cry, your breathing heavy.

“oh shit. look at at that,” he says, his voice amazed when you come again, squirting onto his hands, sheets, and abdomen. your legs shake and your stomach tightens. “look at the mess you made.” he says, but he’s not upset. no, he’s impressed, and is looking to do it again, but you tap on his back to get him to stop.

when you relax from your second orgasm, he pulls his fingers out of you with a squelching sound, a string of cum connected from you pussy to his fingers. you can only watch him through a lustful haze as he sucks on his fingers before wiping them on the bed. sehun leans down and kisses you, and you ignore the way you can taste him on your tongue. “gross,” you mumble, pulling away from him and kissing his cheek.

“what? i think you taste good,” he says, putting most of his body weight on you. you wrap your arms around his torso, fingers splayed across his back.

“i’m flattered,” you say, deadpan. he scoffs and tickles your side, making your squeal and squirm underneath him. “ok, sehun! stop, please!” you beg, pushing at his shoulders. he lets up and goes back to your mouth, swallowing up the rest of your giggles. you entangle your legs and stay like that, making out on bed for awhile.

his erection pressing rock solid against your thigh becomes too much to ignore, especially when he grinds down against you. “sehun,” you say, your voice low. you move your hands to the front of him, pressing gently against his dick in his sweats. a small gasp leaves your lips at the feeling of him.

you’ve given him head before, so you know how big he is, but it still always shocks you. you struggle with even blowing him, always ending up in tears and with a sore jaw.

“hmm?” he mumbles, and you can feel him tensing, holding himself back from humping your leg. you put one hand on the side of his face, gently stroking his skin with your thumb. he looks down at you, and you know what he needs. you move from underneath him and get on your knees below him.

he quickly pulls down his sweats and boxers, letting his long member bob freely. precum drips from the tip, and you smear it over his dick. letting out a deep breath, you stroke him a few times before opening your mouth and wrapping your lips around him.

a heavy sigh escapes sehun, and he moves jaír out of your face, holding it back for you. “relax, y/n. take your time,” he says soothingly. it what he always says when you suck him off, because you try to do too much too soon.

you manage to relax and get a decent pace going, but after awhile, the gagging starts to burn and your jaw starts to feel sore. you use your hands to pump what doesn’t fit, and you power through giving him head. your lash line fills with tears (like always), and you let them fall.

sehuns moaning and his grip on your hair let you know that he’s close, and you pull out every trick in the book to get him to finish, partially so he can feel good and partially because your mouth hurts. “oh—fuck, shit, y/n!” he groans, his grip on your hair tight.

more tears fall as you take him as far as you can and pull him back out, swirling your tongue around the tip and doing it again. when he finally comes, it’s in your mouth, and you sit back on your heels as you swallow. sehun pants on the bed, but holds his hands out to you, and you pull yourself up. “you did good, baby,” he says, pulling you onto his lap. he kisses your forehead and wipes the rest of you tears, gently massaging the back of your neck. “are you doing okay?” he asks, his voice gentle.

you nod and kiss his lips. “i’m fine, you just have a huge dick,” you say and he snorts because that’s the only way to put it.

“and you take it like a champ.” he compliments, kissing you deeply, not caring that he just nutted in your mouth. though neither of you have said it yet, you know that’s got to be love, because it’s gross.

it doesn’t take long for you to feel sehuns erection under your leg again, but this time he pulls away and speaks first. “you don’t have to do anything, y/n. i can deal with it,” he says, looking into your eyes intensely.

but you know you want to, because you’re comfortable with sehun. he never pushes you more than what you’re comfortable with, and lets you take your time. he’s never pressured you for sex, nor does he expect you two to have it every time you see each other.

you shake your head. “i want to,” you say, playing with the hem of your shirt, not looking at him. sehun gently tilts your chin so you have to look at him.

“are you sure?” he asks, his thumb moving back and forth on your jaw.

“yes,” you say, leaning into his feather like touch. he smiles at you and kisses you once more. you take off your shirt and let him unhook your bra and slide off your underwear the rest of the way.

you start to raise yourself up but he stops you. “woah, y/n. i dont think you should be on top for your first time,” he says with a light laugh, kissing your nose.

“oh,” you mutter, your face flushing as your roll off of him and onto the bed. sehun gets up and goes to his dresser and grabs a condom. you tell yourself to be calm and normal, and that it’ll be fine because sehun is sweet and kind, and you really like him. “sehun?” you say once he comes back, standing in front of you at the end of the bed.

“yes?” he says, his hands resting on your knees. you start to open your mouth but close it, slightly shaking your head. “y/n, if you don’t want to do this, it’s fine. i promise.” he reassures, placing a kiss on your kneecap.

but you’re not nervous to have sex as much as you used to be; you know sehun likes you for you. but you’re more nervous about the feeling and the inevitable pain that is going to come with him being hung. “i want to, hunnie. i just don’t want it to hurt. i mean, i don’t even think you’re gonna fit,” you say, intertwining your fingers.

sehun cant hold back his laugh and you scoff. “it’s not funny, sehun!” you whine.

“baby, i’m not laughing at you, i just think it’s funny that you’ve told me that my dick is big like three times tonight,” he says, and you shrug. “and it probably will hurt, but i’ll go slow.” he says and you nod, biting your lip.

“what if you don’t fit?”

he tilts his head to the side, a derisive smirk on his face. “your mouth isn’t that big, but you managed,” he says and you face burns with embarrassment and shock.

“fuck off,” you mutter, but you feel better about having him in this way. sehun rolls the condom on and parts your legs, reminding you to relax. he gives you one last reassuring kiss before lining himself up with your entrance.

when he pushes the head of his dick in, you suck in a breath and give him the greenlight to keep going. the stretch starts to hurt when he pushes in a few inches deeper, and you’re yanking onto the sheets with your eyes squeezed shut. “fuck, hunnie, are you all the way in?” you whimper.

he glances down at where you two connect and feels guilty when he says, “i’m barely halfway.”

“oh god,” you cry out, feeling like you want to thrash around. “just do something, please!” you say. sehun decides to start moving himself in and out, getting deeper each time he pushes in so you can start adjusting.

soon, the pain that you once felt dissipates and starts to feel good. the tears on your cheeks dry, and you start moaning out his name, not holding back. “hunnie, you feel so good!” you say, your hold on the sheets loosening and moving to pull his face down to your lips. “faster, baby, please.” you moan, and he obliges.

“fuck, baby,” sehun groans, his balls slapping against your ass every time he thrusts into you. “cmon, look at me. you’re doing so well, y/n.” he says, his sweet words making you swoon.

you open you eyes and look into his, and you whimper at his loving gaze. he moves to grab your hands and interlock your fingers so your arms are pinned against the bed as he rams into you.

sehuns dick twitches inside of you. his thrusts don’t let up, and you get a knot in your stomach. “shit, y/n, i’m about to come. are you close?” he pants out. you mewl as he tightens up his form and let’s go of you hands to press your legs open wider. “my pretty girl.” he groans as you slip a hand between the two of you to rub your clit.

“sehun!” you cry, arching your back as you speed up rubbing on your clit. he twitches inside of you again and grunts, and comes into the condom. you buck your hips to keep fucking your self against him. he keeps pushing through to get you to come, and when you do, you spit out a sequences of curses.

sehun pulls out of you on shaky legs, kissing you on the mouth before he goes to dispose of the condom. your body feels sore and tired, and you can barely keep your eyes open. you lay limply on the bed, and sehun places a gentle hand on your hip, making you open your eyes. “how are you?” he asks.

you give him a small smile. “tired. sore,” you say and he smirks.

“i did my job then,” he says, gently pulling you up the pillows so he can tuck you in. you’re too exhausted to protest falling asleep, and instead let yourself be babied. you hardly register him slipping into bed next to you.

when you wake up the next morning, you’re disoriented and naked. you have a minor freak out until you register the body next to you as sehuns, one of his legs entangles with yours. your body feels tight, and you stretch out, nearly whimpering at the pain you feel between your legs.

you quietly slip out of the bed to go to the restroom. when you come back, sehun stirs awake, his morning face the cutest thing you’ve ever seen. “good morning,” he mumbles, stretching out a hand to you grab it and hold it between the both of yours, tucking yourself back into bed. “how did you sleep?”

“morning. i slept fine—my legs hurt,” you say and he smirks, closing his eyes briefly. “i’m hungry.” you say, gently pulling on him. he nods and sits up, stretching his arms over his head before leaning over to give you a quick kiss. sehun slides out of bed to go to the bathroom, and you feel giggly watching him walk away bare.

when he comes back out of the bathroom, full frontal, you blush and hide your face under the blanket. “why are you acting shy, like i wasn’t balls deep in you nearly 12 hours ago?” he questions, pulling the blanket down. your face only burns deeper, but you let him pull you out of bed so you can get dressed.

he hands you clothes and you pull them on and steal a pair of his slippers. you walk out of his room hand in hand, your head resting on his shoulder. chanyeol already sits at their small dining room table, headphones on and his face in a bowl of cereal.

chanyeol looks up when you two walk into the kitchen, waves, and goes back to his food. sehun grabs two bowls and pours you both some cereal, and carries the bowls to the table. he pulls you onto his lap, one arm secured around your waist and the other free so he can eat. “really?” chanyeol asks, his spoon hovering in midair.

sehun ignores him and continues eating, so you do the same. chanyeol rolls his eyes, but he knows he’s only hating because he’s single.

[theonethatcompletesyou]

Would anyone be willing to beta for me? I'm deciding to overhaul most of my current fics (I keep finding stupid mistakes and tbh my writing wasn't great back then). I have one of my earliest fics done already.

It's a Sehun/Reader fic. Forget Me (Not).

I just need some grammar/tense stuff and make sure I'm consistent. As well as making sure I finished all my sentences.

If anyone is interested, please send me a DM or an ask!!

[ponyolvr]

sehun one shot rec :)

Low Side | Sehun

◇ Link to Masterlist

◇ Genre: Biker! AU, fluffy and a lil angsty?

◇ Summary: Your world gets a lot more interesting when you run into a handsome biker who seems like a lot more trouble than he’s worth.

◇ Word Count: 7.5k

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[nanawritesit]

Being EXO’s fem!idol crush who gets shipped with them - Maknae Line Ver.

Hyung Line Ver.

a/n: this is based on the SM girl group idol au that i wrote a while back, please read that first so that the writing will make sense :) AND these scenarios are LONG (esp. Chanyeol’s omg it took FOREVER) so i’m splitting this into two parts! enjoy :)

TW: kissing, sleeping in the same bed, mentions of food, slightly suggestive remarks, mentions of bullying, being held, sitting on his lap, mild cursing

Chanyeol:

You were both sent by the company to be on a new variety show called “Idol Roommates,” where a bunch of idols would be living together in the same house for a month. SM had sent you, Chanyeol, Yeri, and Ten, Hybe had sent Beomgyu, Jake, Sakura, and Minji, and JYP had sent Bangchan, Yuna, Lily, and and Gunil. The fans were super excited to see all of their favorite idols be roommates, and you had to admit, you were a little too excited to be living in such close proximity with Chanyeol.

The first episode began with you all arriving to the house with your label mates, and greeting all the other idols in the kitchen. There were cameras hidden all around the house, except for in the bathrooms, so you never really could tell what was being broadcasted and what wasn’t.

“So, what do we do first?” Sakura asked once everyone had arrived.

“Oh, there’s a note here on the table…” Bangchan said as he reached for it. “‘Welcome to your new home for the next month! In this bowl are all of your names. Please draw for your roommate and choose your rooms in order of your ages.’” he read aloud.

“Well, Chanyeol hyung is the oldest, so he goes first.” Ten explained, patting Chanyeol’s shoulder.

“Wow, you don’t have to rub it in.” Chanyeol joked, a playful smile on his face. Everyone laughed along with him, quieting down when he reached into the bowl to draw a name.

“Y/N.” he announced. Everyone turned to you expectantly. Yeri and Ten shot you mischievous grins, to which you blushed and looked away. They knew about your enormous crush on Chanyeol, how he had been your bias since high school, and how you used to have posters of him all over your wall. You shot them a dangerous glare before turning to Chanyeol.

“Alright, shall we go pick our room?” you proposed, desperate to get the attention off yourself.

“Yeah, let’s go!” he agreed, leading you up the stairs.

“This one looks the biggest.” you suggested after you had surveyed all the rooms.

He walked over from the other end of the hall and glanced inside the room you were talking about. “Alright, works for me!”

You had separate beds on opposite sides of the room, but it was still a little awkward. The two of you had several interactions in the past, and they were all pleasant, but mostly formal. You began unpacking your suitcases and shuffling around the room to get settled in silence.

As you did so, you could hear the other groupings running excitedly up the stairs to claim their rooms. Ten and Sakura were first, then Bangchan and Yeri. Gunil had picked Jake, then Beomgyu picked Lily, and that left Yuna and Minji together. Hearing the chatter of your colleagues in the background helped ease the tension a bit.

“Do you sleep with a light on?” Chanyeol asked suddenly, making you jump a bit.

You nodded sheepishly. “I’m a bit scared of the dark to be honest.”

“Ah, you’ll have to remind me. I don’t sleep with a light. Are you okay with having a fan on?”

“Yeah, I don’t mind that!” you told him, shuffling awkwardly. “I’m sorry you got stuck rooming with me. I know I’m not the most fun person in the world.”

“No, don’t be sorry… I’m actually relieved that I drew your name.” he told you reassuringly.

“Really?” you asked, cocking your head to the side in curiosity. “Why’s that?”

“Because you’re one of the few people I feel comfortable around in the idol world.” he answered, a tiny, bashful grin on his face.

You tried to ignore the flush creeping up your cheeks. “I feel the same way about you.”

Suddenly, Bangchan and Yeri appeared at your door. “Hey, are you guys ready for the debrief? We’re all heading downstairs now.” Chan asked.

“Yeah, let’s go.” Chanyeol replied, leading you out of the room. He followed Bangchan down the stairs, and with their backs to you, Yeri turned around and wiggled her brows at you. You pushed her forward a bit out of annoyance, causing her to tumble down the stairs by a few steps. You instinctively reached out for her, then looked at her, concerned. You both broke out into laughter, her gripping onto the railing and you holding onto her.

“That would’ve sucked.” Yeri chuckled, holding onto her stomach from laughing so hard.

—————

“Okay, so all the housework has been assigned.” Sakura declared, setting down her slice of pizza. “We’ll do meals in order of oldest to youngest, and chores in order of youngest to oldest.”

The production company had sent you all pizza for your first dinner, but you were instructed to prepare meals for the house for the rest of the time you would be there. That meant that you and Chanyeol would be preparing breakfast tomorrow.

For the remainder of the night, you all just chilled in the enormous living room and talked about all of your careers while a movie played on the TV. Conversation was flowing so smoothly that time just seemed to fly by, and before you knew it, everyone was getting up to get ready for bed, including you and Chanyeol.

“You can take a shower first.” he told you, sitting down at his bed to check his phone.

“Okay, thanks!” you chirped, making your way over to the bathroom.

Once you were done and in your pajamas, which embarrassingly enough had little kittens all over them, you padded your way back over to your own bed. “It’s all yours.” you told him.

“Awesome, be right back.” he responded, getting up from his bed. He did a double take as he looked at you. “Nice pajamas. They’re cute.”

You blushed, trying to focus on drying your hair. “Thank you. Kaori got them for me and I just can’t resist wearing them, even if they are kind of silly.”

“They’re perfect.” he smiled as he walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind him.

You sighed, placing your hands on your cheeks to cool them off. Get it together Y/N. You’re on TV.

You went about the rest of your nightly routine, then curled up in bed to scroll on your phone for a bit. After a while, you heard the water shut off, meaning that Chanyeol was done with his shower. And then it happened. Everything went to black.

You yelped a bit at the sudden darkness, gripping onto your blankets.

“Guys?” you heard Gunil shout from down the hallway.

Everyone started emerging into the hallway with their phone flashlights on. “Is everyone okay?” you heard Lily ask.

“Everyone’s here except for Chanyeol and Y/N.” Jake stated. You heard shuffling down the hallway coming towards your room, which only made your anxiety worsen. You didn’t want any of your adult colleagues to see you scared out of your mind just because the electricity went out.

Just as you were preparing to face your housemates, Chanyeol emerged from the bathroom and practically sprinted over to the door with his own phone’s flashlight.

“Yeah, we’re both good in here.” he told your housemates from the doorway, shielding you from the view. “Since it’s the middle of the night anyway, I say we just all go to sleep. The production company’s cameras will have suddenly shut off, so I’m sure they’ll fix it by morning.”

“Yeah, that’s a good point.” Chan agreed. “Well, since everyone’s okay, let’s just go back to our rooms.”

Once everyone was back in their rooms, Chanyeol rushed over to you, sitting down on your bed. “Are you okay?” he asked, his voice dripping with concern. You had never seen him so serious before.

“Yeah… just scared…” you shuddered, gripping onto your blankets.

“It’s okay, nothing is gonna happen to you. I promise.” he comforted you, patting your shoulder. “Do you think you can try to go to sleep?”

You thought for a moment, then shook your head. “I’d be too anxious. I know that nothing is going to happen to me, but it’s just a fear I’ve never been able to shake.”

He looked as if he was tossing an idea around in his head. Hesitantly, he looked back up at you. “Would you be able to sleep if we shared a bed?”

Your eyes went wide. Was Park Chanyeol actually offering to sleep in the same bed as you just so you would feel safe? It was as if all of your dreams were coming true in this moment.

You coughed awkwardly. “Well um… you don’t have to if it makes you uncomfortable, but… it would definitely help.” you stuttered out.

“I don’t mind at all.” he told you, a comforting smile on his features. “I just want you to feel better.”

You grinned, feeling your heart swell with emotions, then scooched over to make room for him.

It was obviously a little bit awkward at first. You both faced away from each other, a good three inches of space between the two of you. You thought that was going to be how the rest of the night went, until you started shaking.

“Y/N, are you trembling?” Chanyeol asked, turning towards you.

You froze. “Um… yeah. I’m sorry. I’m just scared.” you sighed in humiliation.

“It’s alright… do you want me to hold you?” he offered, placing a hand on your shoulder.

“I… I don’t want you to feel like you have to…” you spat out reluctantly, even though your heart was screaming at you to say yes immediately.

“I want to, Y/N.” he told you, a slight chuckle slipping out as he did so. “I mean, who doesn’t want to hold the person they like as they fall asleep?”

Your heart stopped. More than anything, you said in your head.

Your mouth fell open in shock, and you frantically flopped over to face him completely. “You like me?”

He nodded, a small smirk on his face. “I thought it was obvious.”

Your face broke out into a huge, toothy grin, and you lunged forward to hide your blushing face in his chest. He chuckled at your bashfulness, closing his arms around you in a tight embrace.

“Shall we get some sleep?” he asked.

You happily nodded in his hold. “I think I can manage now that I’ll have something to dream about.”

“Goodnight Y/N.” he whispered, placing a gentle kiss to your forehead before curling up around you.

“Goodnight Chanyeol.”

—————

In the morning, you tumbled awake to see him sitting up against the headboard scrolling on his phone. “I was just about to wake you up.” he chuckled, ruffling your hair. “Did you sleep well?”

You nodded groggily, smiling through squinted eyes. “All thanks to you.” you curled into his side.

“Although you look super adorable right now, we really should get started on breakfast.” he suggested. “We don’t want everyone going hungry.”

“I suppose so…” you sighed, getting out of bed. You both threw on your robes and slippers and made your way downstairs to the kitchen.

“Alright, what are we working with?” Chanyeol inquired as he opened the fridge, inspecting its contents.

“Well first of all, we’re going to need lots of coffee.” you giggled, busying yourself with the coffee pot.

“Very true. I can get started on some eggs and bacon while you do that.” he decided, swiping the ingredients out of the fridge and moving over to the stove. You prepared breakfast in a comfortable silence, that was, until the front door swung open, and three suited men strode in. You recognized one as your manager, but had no idea who the other two were.

“Hyung? What’s going on?” Chanyeol asked one of the men you didn’t know. You now assumed it was his manager.

“Don’t worry, we shut the cameras off this morning.” the man responded to him. “However, the production manager would like to tell you something.” He turned to the last remaining unidentified man and looked at him begrudgingly. Your own manager looked equally as annoyed with the supposed production manager, tapping his foot impatiently.

The man sighed. “The electrical outage was staged last night. Cameras were rolling throughout the entire night, and everything that went on was broadcasted.”

“You mean… the fans saw…?” you asked meekly, feeling your heart drop into your stomach.

“Yes, they saw you and Chanyeol sleeping in the same bed and confessing to one another.” your manager told you, a sympathetic look in his eyes. “I’m sorry kid. They didn’t tell us about this, or else we would’ve told you not to act as if you were in private.”

“There is, however, a bit of good news that goes along with this.” Chanyeol’s manager interjected. “The fans are really happy about it.”

You both snapped your heads up in shock. “Really?”

“Our ratings went through the roof.” the production manager explained. “Just in the past eight hours, we’ve received more viewers than any of our previous pilot episodes combined.”

“What are they saying?” you inquired, still incredibly surprised that the response was positive. Fans were not usually supportive of idol romance, wanting to maintain their own personal fantasies about their idols being available. In fact, “Idol Roomates” was kind of a controversial show because it allowed male and female idols to live together as if they were couples.

“See for yourself.” your manager instructed, holding his phone out to you. You began scrolling through some recent tweets he had pulled up on his phone, Chanyeol looking over your shoulder to read them with you.

I TOLD YOU GUYS IDOL ROOMMATES WAS FIRE, NOW WE GET Y/N AND CHANYEOL CONTENT 🔥

channie was soooo sweet to comfort y/n while she was afraid of the dark 🥺 i love seeing him be so soft to her ❤️

that innocent forehead kiss!!! i love them so much!!! <3

“Wow… that’s amazing.” Chanyeol marveled, running a hand through his hair. “So… what now?”

“Well, that’s up to you guys.” his manager replied. “The company has given us the okay to either confirm or deny the relationship based on your wishes.”

You both glanced at the floor, thinking to yourselves for a moment. Suddenly, you looked up and realized that you didn’t owe anyone an explanation.

“Let’s not say anything.” you suggested. Everyone looked over to you with a slightly shocked expression.

“Nothing?” your manager asked. “You mean, just let them wonder?”

“Actually, that’s not a bad idea…” the production manager agreed, tapping his chin in thought. “They are the most popular couple on the show, and no matter what, there are going to be skeptics on whether or not it was staged. Why don’t we just let the show be an experiment?”

“And if we ever do develop a relationship, this can be looked back on as where it developed.” Chanyeol grinned, taking your hand in his.

You grinned at him appreciatively, then turned back to your manager. “Is that okay?”

He shrugged, an amused smile on his face. “It’s your call, kid.”

You looked back over at Chanyeol, who gave you a determined nod.

“Let’s do it.” you decided.

“Alright, case closed.” Chanyeol’s manager stated, clapping his hands together. “We’re going to see that you guys have a few minutes to speak with each other alone before they turn the cameras back on...” He shot a dirty look to the production manager before continuing. “… but other than that, we hope you have fun on the show. And please, don’t take it too far. Fans can be quite temperamental.”

As soon as the three men left the room, you turnt to Chanyeol. “Did you really mean that?”

“What? That I see us developing a relationship?” he asked, scratching his head with a cute smile. “I thought that much was obvious.”

You giggled, shaking your head at yourself. “This is the second time I’ve been completely oblivious. I feel like such a fool.”

“You’re not a fool.” he reassured you, pulling you into his arms for a tight hug. His height always allowed him to give the best hugs. He made you feel so safe and cared for. “You have nothing to be ashamed of.”

“Thank you…” you whimpered into his chest. “I really do want to make this work.”

“And it will.” he grinned, rocking you slightly. “I promise.”

You looked up, resting your chin on his chest. “I believe you. You promised nothing would happen to me last night, and you were right.”

He smiled down at you affectionately. “There’s one more thing I want to do with these last few minutes we’ll get alone.”

“Hm?” you asked, once again oblivious to his insinuation.

Before you even had time to register what was happening, his lips were on yours. His hands came up to hold onto your face and press himself further up against you. You held your breath, then relaxed into his arms, hands linking together behind his neck. He began to deepen the kiss, puckering his lips against yours repeatedly and darting his tongue between them periodically. When you were completely out of air, you pulled back, both of your chests heaving against one another.

“I can’t wait until this show is over and we can have some real privacy.” you grinned suggestively. “Now, shall we finish breakfast?”

D.O:

You rubbed your sweaty palms against the rough material of your jeans, taking a deep shaky breath as you waited in the recording studio. Usually when you were nervous in a place like this, it was because you were worried about messing up your notes or forgetting the lyrics. But that wasn’t the case today. You had practiced the drama’s OST relentlessly, and knew the song forwards, backwards, and sideways. What you were nervous about was the fact that you were going to be singing a duet with Do Kyungsoo.

Not only were you totally intimidated by his vocals, but you also had the most mortifying crush on him. Everyone at the company seemed to know about it except him, and you wanted to keep it that day. You just hoped you wouldn’t make a fool of yourself in front of him today.

You jumped as he entered the room, springing to your feet. He looked ungodly handsome, clad in a black button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up halfway and jeans.

“Hey Y/N.” he smiled warmly as you locked eyes. “How’s it going?”

“Hey, I’ve been really good!” you choked out, playing with the sleeve of your sweater. “How about you? I saw you guys were in Jeju Island last week. I mean, on Instagram, I wasn’t there stalking you or anything. Not that I’m not a fan, but…” you stopped yourself before you dug down into an even deeper hole.

He chuckled at your babbling, somehow finding it endearing. “We were, it was a really good trip. Although I almost threw Baekhyun off a cliff while we were hiking.”

“Oh, that’s not good! Accidents happen, I suppose.” you shrugged, brushing your hair back behind your ears. You could feel a thin layer of sweat on the back of your neck, a telltale sign that you were nervous. You had to tell yourself to calm down, you didn’t want to look sweaty when they filmed the video.

“Oh no, it would’ve been on purpose. He was being insufferable.” he explained, grinning evilly. God, he was so attractive.

You laughed, genuinely this time. “I get it. Sometimes I want to strangle the girls.”

He hummed in amusement. “Look at us, bonding over wanting to kill our members.”

You giggled at his comment, feeling yourself relax slightly. Maybe this isn’t going to be so ba-

“Alright guys, the company wants us to film the video now, so in the booth.” your manager decreed as he entered the room.

Nevermind.

“We don’t get a chance to practice at all?” Kyungsoo asked, looking understandably irritated.

“I’m sorry guys, they forgot about the deadline they gave the marketing team for the drama.” the other man explained sympathetically. “They need it within the next hour, and editing is going to need at least a half hour after we film it.”

“Awesome…” you sighed, grabbing a pair of headphones and following Kyungsoo into the booth.

You could feel your nerves getting the better of you, making your hands shake and your throat go dry, both of which would not be good for your performance.

Kyungsoo seemed to notice this, and grabbed your hand gently. Your heart stopped, making you freeze in place.

“Hey, you’ve got this.” he whispered with a comforting smile. “You have the voice of an angel.”

Butterflies swarmed in your stomach. He thought your voice was angelic?

“Alright guys, camera is rolling.” your manager said from the control panel. Music starting in 3…2…”

You exhaled as the music started, letting yourself ease up. You glanced over at Kyungsoo. He was looking at you with such kind, sensitive eyes. You couldn’t help the smile that appeared on your face as you began to sing your lines. When you were looking at him, it was really easy to belt out a love song.

He seemed to feel the same way as he started singing his own verse, his smile never faltering as he gazed into your eyes affectionately.

As you began to sing the chorus together, it was like the stars aligned. You were perfectly in synch, voices intertwining together like two rivers of golden honey merging into one. You were both putting so much passion and energy into the song, the lyrics resonating in both of your hearts as you looked at one another.

As the song came to a close, you both held your notes until the music ended, looking at each other breathlessly. Both of your eyes were twinkling, and you could feel chills running down your spine. That was the best duet you had ever sung with anyone.

“That was amazing you guys!” your manager suddenly said, snapping you out of your daze. “I don’t know how you guys did it perfect on the first try, but great job!”

“Uh, thanks!” you stammered, removing your headphones. You started to blush as you realized the amazing connection you and Kyungsoo had just had. Your anxiety was quickly returning, causing you to act without thinking.

You turned to him. “God, it’s hot in here. Are you hot? I mean, you are hot, I mean-“

He looked at you expectantly, as if you could possibly recover from that humiliating sentence. However, he didn’t look embarrassed at all. He had a hopeful glint in his eyes and an anticipated smile.

However, you were far too overwhelmed with your own nerves to notice. “Well, I’m gonna go home. See you later alligator!”

And with that, you bolted out of the studio and ran back to your dorm, not stopping until you were back in your bedroom. Nabi and Kaori were shouting after you, but you just ignored them, slamming your door behind you.

You collapsed your back against the door and slid down until you were on the floor, placing your head in your hands. “‘See you later alligator?’ What am I, 50?!”

—————

After a few hours of cycling through rotting in your bed, pacing the floor in anxiety, crying out of humiliation, and passing out from exhaustion, you were disturbed by yet another knock on your door. You groaned, assuming it was one of your members trying to talk to you again.

“Dude, I love you, but go away, I need to be alone.” you grumbled, pulling your pillow up over your head.

You heard the door open and someone walk in, but you didn’t have the energy to look up. Maybe if I stay really still, they’ll think I’m dead, and then they’ll leave, you thought.

You felt them sink down on the bed next to you and place a hand on your shoulder. “Y/N? Can we talk?”

You snapped up, eyes widening as you realized who was in front of you. “Kyungsoo!” You frantically fixed your hair and wiped your face. “Oh god, I look terrible…”

“No you don’t.” he chuckled, brushing a strand of your hair behind your ear.

You froze at his touch, relishing the feeling of his fingers in your hair before blinking back to reality. “What are you doing here?”

“Well, I just thought you should know how well our OST is doing.” he grinned, pulling out his phone. You leaned forward to see the music video you made that already had millions of views in just a few short hours.

“Wow, people love it this much?” you asked in disbelief.

“That’s not all. Look at the comments.” he handed you his phone, and you did as he asked.

You know this drama’s gonna be good when they got Y/N AND Kyungsoo to sing the OST… total power vocal couple!

Y/N and Kyungsoo might as well be the main couple in the drama, their chemistry is insane

the way they sing the song to each other… my heart 💓 💓💓

You couldn’t help the giddy feeling that was blooming in your chest, attempting to fight off your smile to no avail. “They really like us, huh?”

He nodded, setting his phone back down. “There’s another reason I came here.”

“Hm?” you asked, cocking your head to the side in curiosity.

He took your hand in his, just as he had done in the recording booth earlier. “Y/N, you don’t have to be so nervous around me. I think you’re adorable, and I really like you.”

Fireworks went off in your stomach. “Y-you do?”

“Of course I do.” he laughed, shaking your hand in exaggeration. “Why do you think I asked to sing the OST with you?”

Your jaw unhinged in shock. “You asked to be paired with me?”

“Well yeah, how else was I going to get close to you?” he chuckled. “I was going to ask you out after we finished, but you ran away so quickly, I never got the chance.

You blinked at him a few times, then erupted into a fit of laughter. He joined you, doubling over slightly.

As you both settled down, he leaned in closer. “Will you go out with me?” he practically whispered.

You nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, yes! Of course I will!”

He smiled brighter than you had ever seen him do before, then slowly inched closer to your face. His eyes were focused on your lips.

Deciding you had been oblivious enough for one day, you took the hint and closed the distance between the two of you, crashing your lips onto his. He placed a hand delicately on your cheek, then began deepening the kiss, until you both pulled away, eyelids fluttering open slowly.

He smirked. “So, where do you want to go, angel voice?”

Kai:

“You’ve got it… you’ve got it…” Ten instructed you, guiding your movements. You were both in the dance practice room, covered in sweat as you went through the routine. You were working on a partner dance for your next solo album, and you wanted it to be with Ten, but somehow it just wasn’t going as planned. You were stumbling through the steps, there was no flow so your movements were jerky, and you somehow couldn’t shake the tense expression from your face.

As the music finished, you awkwardly caught your footing and struck the most pathetic ending pose you’d ever done. Ten gave you a crooked smile out of sympathy, which somehow made you feel ten times worse.

“Ugh, this is hopeless.” you sighed, throwing your hands up in resignation as you plopped down on the floor and leaned your back up against the mirror. “I’m never going to get this routine down in time.”

“Hey, it’s not your fault.” he attempted to reassure you, sitting down next to you. “You’re doing everything right. Sometimes, it just takes a little while to get the right feel for it.”

“Yeah, or I’m just a horrible dancer.” you huffed. You put your head in your hands and scrunched up your hair. The shoot was in two weeks, and this routine had to be perfect. Your fans deserved nothing less.

Ten was conflicted on what he should say next. On one hand, he wanted to tell you how amazing and talented you were, but on the other hand, he knew it wasn’t going to mean anything if you didn’t believe it yourself. He decided to grab a water bottle and hand it to you with a warm smile. “How about you just take a little break? I’m sure you’ll feel better in a few minutes.”

You smiled back at him, taking the water bottle from him gratefully. Your brow furrowed as he stood up and walked towards the door. “Where are you going?”

“I’m gonna go find something that’ll help.” he grinned over his shoulder before leaving the room.

You shook your head at his cryptic behavior, then collapsed back against the mirror, staring up at the ceiling in desperation. Please God, if you’re listening, please send me something to help with this dance.

“Y/N?” you heard someone ask from the doorway.

You snapped your head down to see who it was, and smiled widely at the pleasant sight before you. “Kai! What are you doing here?”

“Just checking in on my favorite junior.” he smirked, shutting the door behind him as he strolled in. His hands were shoved in the pockets of his jacket as he stopped in front of you, looking you over with a concerned expression. “What are you doing on the floor?”

“Just taking a break.” you replied, stretching slightly. “I’m too bad of a dancer not to.”

He frowned, crouching down to your level to glare at you. “Don’t say that about yourself. You’re an amazing dancer.”

“You haven’t seen me practice this routine.” you chuckled. “I’m sure you would change your mind if you did.”

“Alright then, show me.” he demanded, standing back up and taking a step back.

“Wait, like now?” you asked, slowly getting up yourself. “You don’t even know the routine…”

“I’m sure I can improvise.” he grinned, taking his jacket off and throwing it to the side, leaving him in just a cutoff tank top and sweats. “What, do you doubt my skills?”

“Absolutely not.” you chuckled. You had been secretly admiring him since before you even became a trainee, in more ways than one.

You got into position and waited for the music to start, then thrust into action as you began the routine. The first half went almost perfect, as it was just your solo part. You began to get nervous as the duet portion approached, feeling your muscles begin to tense up.

Kai approached you and placed his hands gently on your waist, a focused spark in his eyes. He somehow knew the exact partner position, and began guiding you across the floor.

“Relax, relax…” he instructed calmly, “remember to breathe.” He spun you around and placed a hand on the small of your back.

You inhaled deeply, holding the breath in your chest for a bit, then exhaled and released all the tension you didn’t realize you were holding onto. You started being able to flow through the moves better, but now you were hyper-focusing the footwork.

“Hey, don’t look at your feet. Focus on me.” he brought you back to center once again, twirling you back to face him and placing his hands on the sides of your face.

You looked up at him, locking in on his pretty brown eyes. It was as if they were telling you exactly what you needed to do, and for a moment, your body was running on autopilot, and all you thought about was being close to him.

“Show me that pretty smile, white swan.” he chuckled with a playful grin, instantly making you giggle and blush.

You actually couldn’t believe that you were going through the entire routine without any problems, and as you struck the ending pose, you were absolutely speechless. “That was…”

“Brilliant!” Ten suddenly interrupted you, causing you to jump away from Kai defensively.

“T-Ten!” you stammered nervously. “We were just-“

“It’s okay, I told him to come here.” your best friend smirked from the doorway. “I found him in the hall and he asked how you were doing.”

“You did?” you asked, a touched lilt to your voice.

“I told you, I wanted to check in on my favorite junior.” Kai explained, brushing the hair out of his face with an innocent half smile. “Ten said you were having trouble with the dance, so I had him show me the training video, and then I told him I’d help you.”

“Oh, well that’s a relief...” you sighed, glad you didn’t have to explain yourself to Ten. “So, you’re not-?”

“Jealous? Hardly.” he chortled, shaking his head. “In fact, I think you should do the dance with Kai for your music video.”

Your jaw unhinged slightly in shock. “Really?”

“Oh yeah, the chemistry is way better. You really seem to enjoy yourself when you’re dancing with him.” he teased, winking at you inadvertently.

You shot him a warning glare, then turned back to Kai. “Is that alright with you?”

“It’d be my pleasure.” he grinned, extending his hand to you. “Shall we?”

—————

It had been a week since your latest solo comeback dropped, and all of Starlight was losing their minds over it. Albums sold out everywhere, you had already one two awards, and everywhere you went, you heard it being played on the radio.

After one of your performance stages, you were sitting in your dressing room, and decided to look over some of the comments on the music video again. You always loved seeing what your fans had to say about your work.

There were a lot about how pretty you looked, how beautiful your vocals were, and how proud of you your fans were, all of which made you giddy with appreciation. However, some were starting to stick out to you and pique your interest. Particularly, the ones about your dance with Kai.

the tension between Y/N and Kai is so thick you could cut it with a knife 👀

i don’t think i’ve ever seen our Y/N dance so well with anyone else than with Kai… i hope they do more stuff together :)

anyone else think Y/N and Kai would make the PERFECT couple??? just me???

You felt your cheeks grow red and warm at the insinuation. I mean, sure, you had been fantasizing about dating Kai for years now. But now that you knew your fans approved, it was all the more flustering.

“Knock knock.” someone interrupted your thoughts as they entered your dressing room.

You looked up, then scoffed playfully. “Kai, if you keep showing up unannounced, I’m going to have to start locking my door. I could’ve been bare faced!”

“And you’d still look just as beautiful.” he commented, smiling at you genuinely.

You pouted your lips affectionately, then stood up to hug him. “Thank you so much.”

“Me? What for?” he asked, wrapping his arms around you to reciprocate the hug.

“If it wasn’t for you, I never would’ve gotten that dance down.” you beamed into his shoulder.

A quiet chuckle rang through your ears. “You already had everything you needed to accomplish it. I just pointed you in the right direction.”

You gave him one final squeeze, then invited him to sit down on the couch with you. “So, what brings you all the way here?”

“Well, I had to admit, seeing you do the dance with that backup dancer on stage made me pretty jealous.” he replied, a more serious expression appearing on his face.

“Oh?” you inquired, folding your hands in your lap. “Is that so?”

He nodded slowly. “Indeed. I was going to let it go, but after reading some of the comments on your music video, I was inspired to do something about it.”

Your heart soared as you imagined him reading the exact comments as you had read previously. Did he feel the same butterflies when he read them over?

“And what exactly are you going to do?” you asked, feeling your nerves vibrate harder with every passing second.

“I want to ask you out.” he told you. He leaned in closer to you, to where you could see the sparkle in his eyes. “Is that alright?”

“Yes, it is.” you replied, letting a huge smile plaster itself across your face. “And yes, I’ll absolutely go out with you.”

He replicated your large grin, patting your leg affectionately. “That’s wonderful. Because I don’t want you dancing with anyone else.”

You chuckled, squeezing his hand a bit. “Well, you’re going to have to fight my members for that right.”

He thought to himself for a moment, then shook his head. “I don’t think I could take them, they’re pretty tough. I’ll settle for being the only guy you dance with.”

“Deal.” you giggled, leaning forward to place a soft kiss on his cheek. “Thank you again, Kai.”

“You’re welcome, white swan.” he chimed. He rose up from his seat and walked over to the door. “I’ll leave you to unwind. I’ll text you later to set up the date, okay?”

You nodded, waving goodbye to him. “Sounds good, talk to you later!”

You turnt back to your mirror, beginning to brush out your curls. However, you were startled as Kai ran back into the room quickly.

He placed a bouquet of flowers on the vanity in front of you, then kissed you on the cheek briskly. “I almost forgot, these are for you. Congratulations on such a good comeback.”

Sehun:

“Excuse me, pardon me, ‘it girl’ coming through!” Nabi declared as you made your way through the busy photo shoot studio.

“Ugh, shut up Nabi!” you scowled over your shoulder at her. “I hate it when you call me that!”

“Hey, I’m not the only one.” the leader shrugged, chuckling mischievously. “Everyone calls you that nowadays.”

“Well, I’d prefer to only deal with it when I’m being interviewed.” you scoffed, setting your bag down at your vanity.

“Spoken like a true queen.” Nabi smirked, crossing her arms across her chest.

You rolled your eyes. “Why did you even come with me today?”

The younger girl shrugged. “You’ve been stressed lately. I figured I’d tag along to make sure you have a comedic buffer.”

You softened at her kind gesture, touching her arm lightly. “That’s really sweet of you.”

“They also always have huge snack buffets at these things.” she added. “I’m gonna go get a plate, okay?”

You went back to your previous mood, sighing and sitting down. “Yeah, just get me some chips.”

You watched her skitter off to the snack table, shaking your head at her. In front of the other girls, she was a strict, stern dictator. But around you, the only member older than her, she was a true child. However, she was your best friend, so you tried to find it endearing.

“Y/N?” a deep voice inquired from behind you.

You spun around in your chair and gawked at the realization of who stood in front of you. “Sehun?!”

He smiled at your surprise, holding out his arms in a dramatic gesture. “In the flesh.”

You sprung up out of your chair in an instant, practically jumping into his arms to give him a hug. He stumbled backwards a bit, laughing at your sudden affection, then caught his footing and wrapped his arms around you.

“I’ve missed you so much!” you told him, pulling away. “What are you doing here?”

“I’m here for the Valentine’s Day shoot.” he replied.

You knit your brows together in confusion. “Really? Because this is…” You looked around the studio, then it dawned on you. There were heart shaped decorations and pink balloons everywhere, and the studio had a romantic, dim lighting.

“Oh… they didn’t tell me this would be a couple’s shoot…” you chuckled awkwardly.

His eyebrows raised in surprise. “Really? That’s strange. Maybe they knew you’d be nervous if you were told ahead of time that you’d be doing a shoot with the Great Oh Sehun.” He flipped his hair dramatically, a cocky smirk on his face.

You scrunched your nose up, hitting him on the arm playfully. “Ugh, don’t be so smug. It doesn’t suit you.” You were actually just trying to hide the fact that he was right.

Sehun had been slowly becoming one of your best friends at the company, ever since that day he walked in on you being bullied by a bunch of female trainees and silenced all of them with his presence. He was actually competing with Yeri, Ten, and Karina for a spot on your BFF list.

However, you had always secretly hoped for more with him. He was so kind, even though he could seem cold at first, and he always made you laugh. He was so caring, despite how hard he tried not to be, and had incredible wit and humor. Plus, there was the fact that he was incredibly handsome. Like, obnoxiously so. But, as much you wanted things to go to the next level, they remained stagnant. Neither of you were the most upfront about your feelings.

“There you guys are!” the director suddenly clapped his hands behind you, pulling you away from your conversation. “I’ll let makeup and wardrobe know you’re here, and we should be able to start shooting in about an hour.”

You both nodded and thanked him, then turned back to one another.

“See you behind the camera.” Sehun proposed with a minuscule wink that was so small you wouldn’t have caught it if you hadn’t been admiring his features so closely these past few years.

You sent him one last smile, then turned back to your vanity while he strode over to his own.

Suddenly, Nabi reappeared next to you with a plate full of snacks. “What was that about?” she asked, crunching on a pretzel.

“Oh nothing, I just have to do an amorous photo shoot with my secret crush.” you grumbled, falling back against your chair with your hands bunched up in your hair. “Did you get my chips?”

Her eyes widened. “I’m sorry, I forgot.”

“Nabi! Either be helpful or leave!”

—————

The hour of makeup and wardrobe went by way too fast for your liking. You had been trying to build up your courage to no avail. It seemed hopeless. How on Earth were you going to do a romantic couple’s shoot with your crush without it looking you were hopelessly devoted to him? Not that you weren’t, you just didn’t need the whole world knowing it. That would be mortifying, not to mention a total career killer.

You walked over to the photo setup, which featured a red velvet sofa and a table with an extravagant bouquet of flowers. You swallowed the hard lump in your throat, making one last stitch effort to calm yourself down. Settle down, Y/N. It’s just a photo shoot with your colleague. I’m sure he won’t even be-

“Is this chain on straight?” your thoughts were interrupted by the man in question. You flipped around to see him dressed in a deep v-neck black blazer with a white button-up shirt underneath, the top three buttons undone to reveal his chest, adorned with a glimmering silver chain necklace. His thick black locks were tousled and textured perfectly around his forehead, and his skin was practically glowing.

Okay nevermind, time to panic.

“Holy shit, you look hot.” you heard yourself speak, although you don’t remember making the decision to. Instant regret flooded your brain, and you immediately began apologizing. “Oh my god, I meant the chain looks hot. I’m sorry. I mean, not that you’re not hot, I just…”

“Thank you.” he cut you off, a pleased smile evident on his features. “You look hot too.”

Your heart practically jumped out of your chest. “Th-Thank you…” You were sure your face was as red as a tomato. However, you had to admit, you did look pretty hot in your tight red dress, pearls, vampy lipstick, and red strappy heels.

“Alright, we’re ready to get started!” the director declared from his chair. “Sehun, I’d like to start with you laying on the couch horizontally. Y/N, go ahead and sit on his lap facing the camera.”

You did as instructed, although uncomfortably. He sensed your tension and placed a comforting hand on your shoulder.

“It’s okay, just relax.” he suggested, a reassuring smile directed at you.

You gave him an appreciative grin, loosening up and leaning into his form.

“Okay, now Sehun, put your chin on Y/N’s shoulder and rest your head against her neck. Y/N, just keep looking forward.”

The camera flashed a few times, with a few breaks in between to look over the shots.

“I’m really proud of you, you know.” Sehun told you while the camera crew was busy.

“What do you mean?” you asked him, laying against the back of the couch.

“You’ve come a long way from the girl I met who was letting some older trainees pick on her.” he teased. “I’ll never forget the look on your face when I appeared next to you.”

You laughed at the memory. “And I’ll never forget the looks on those girls’ faces when you told them off.”

He joined you in your laughter. “Notice how none of them are at the company anymore, and how you’re the ‘it girl’ now?”

You smiled contentedly. “Everyone seems to be calling me that these days.”

He suddenly scooped you up in his arms and pulled you down to his chest, ruffling your hair affectionately. “You’ve always been my ‘it girl’ Y/N, from day one.”

You squealed as he caged you in his arms, feigning resistance. A sudden flash went off, and you both looked up to see the camera crew staring at you blankly.

“Ah, sorry guys, that was my fault...” a feeble intern announced nervously. “I accidentally hit the wrong button.”

“Wait, let me see that shot…” the director demanded, motioning for the camera to be brought over to him. He looked it over, then turnt to you both with a baffled expression. “This is it. This is our cover photo.”

“What? No way.” you marveled, getting up and walking over to the director. Sehun followed you, catching you as you stumbled a bit in your heels. You looked at the photo, and soon you were both making the same face that the director had made a few seconds ago. “Woah… this is amazing…”

“Look at how beautiful you are…” Sehun commented, taking in the picture lovingly.

You blushed, nudging him slightly.

The director clapped his hands dramatically, snapping you both back to reality. “Alright, let’s keep this energy going! Next I want a shot of Y/N pulling Sehun in by his chain!”

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A few days later, you were chilling out at the dorm with your members, having a much needed girls’ night. All of your favorite snacks were laid out on the coffee table, you were all in your pajamas, and there was a cheesy rom-com playing on the TV, even though none of you were paying attention to it. You were far too busy gossiping, squealing, and beautifying each other. It might have been stereotypical girl behavior, but it was incredibly therapeutic.

“Everyone shut up!” Nabi suddenly decreed, jumping up on the couch and holding something behind her back.

You looked up from braiding Kaori’s hair. “Oh god, what is it now?”

The younger girls all laughed, finding it hilarious that you were the only one able to talk to Nabi like that.

“Well ‘it girl,’ it just so happens that I have the most recent issue of Elle in my hands.” the leader grinned evilly, brandishing the magazine out in front of her.

The other three girls all gasped and rushed over to grab at it, except for Iseul, who just jumped up and down excitedly. Her nails were still wet from Marie painting them a few minutes ago.

“Oh my god, you look so hot!” Marie marveled, flipping through the glossy pages.

“Yeah, and this one of you pulling Sehun in by his chain is just perfect!” Iseul nodded in agreement.

“Wait, the shoot was with Sehun?” Kaori asked, her eyes going wide with innocent shock.

“Yes Kaori, we talked about it three days ago. Keep up.” Marie groaned at the maknae.

“Hey, be nice.” you warned protectively. “It’s not that big of a deal.”

“Yeah right. You’ve only been in love with him for years now.” Nabi challenged you, jumping down from the couch.

“I am not in love with him.” you rolled your eyes. “Besides, he doesn’t feel that way about me.”

“The fans seem to think differently.” Nabi commented smugly, whipping out her phone. “Look what they’re saying on Elle’s post about it.”

You snatched the phone out of her hand and began to skim over the comments.

you could tell me the cover shot was totally improvised and i’d believe you… their affection looks so real <3

who knew the oldest member of Etoile and the youngest member of EXO would make such a fire couple? TOTAL goals!

The fact that they’ve been friends since Y/N was a trainee makes this so much cuter… they’re clearly in love with each other 💞

These two OWN Valentine’s Day now 😤

“Look at how big her smile is!” Kaori grinned admiringly at you.

“I know, it’s so cute!” Marie added, wrapping her arms around your maknae and twirling her around. “‘Oh Sehun, please marry me!’”

“‘Oh Y/N, I’d love to make you my wife!’” the younger girl acted out, giggling madly.

You scowled, trying not to laugh along with them. “How come you two only get along when it’s at my expense?”

You all froze as the sound of a phone ringing suddenly cut through the noise.

You looked over at the end table to see your phone lit up and vibrating. You picked it up and unhinged your jaw as you saw who it was from. “It’s Sehun. I’m gonna go take this.” You got up and rushed down the hall to your bedroom.

The three youngest members attempted to follow you, but Nabi stood protectively in front of the hallway. “Nope, no one is eavesdropping. This should be private.” Marie, Iseul, and Kaori started pouting and vocalizing their protest. That was, until Nabi gave them her signature glare. “Living room, now.” She really was a great leader when she wanted to be.

Shutting your door behind you, you answered the call. “Hello?”

“Hey Y/N, it’s me.” Sehun said from the other end. He sounded uncharacteristically anxious.

“Hey, is everything okay?” you asked in a concerned manner.

“Oh yeah, I’m fine.” he coughed nervously. “I just wanted to… you know….”

“Wanted to what?” you giggled, sitting down on your bed.

You heard him exhale momentarily as if mentally preparing himself for something. “If you’d like to go out with me for Valentine’s Day?”

Your breath hitched in your chest. “What?”

“Don’t make me say it again…” he sighed, clearly having trouble being this forward. “I just… we had so much fun at the shoot together… and you’re just so cool, and fun, and pretty. I’ve never really known how or when to say it, but… something about that couples’ shoot just pushed me to go for it. So will you?”

You clutched onto your chest as if it was the only thing keeping you grounded to Earth. “Yes… yes, of course I will!”

“Really?” he marveled, sounding genuinely surprised. “I can’t believe you agreed.”

“Sehun, I’ve literally been waiting for you to ask me out for years now.” you chuckled. “You’re the worst at picking up on signals.”

“Yeah, well you’re not very good at sending them.” he teased, clearly getting his confidence back.

You laughed cutely into the phone. “We’re not very good at this are we…”

“No, not at all.” he chortled, shaking his head. You could hear the smile in his voice as he spoke. “And just so you know… I meant it when I said that you’ve been my ‘it girl’ since day one.”

You blushed with a small smile. “I usually hate it when people call me that. But with you, it feels good.”

“Well, I’ll have to call you by that name as much as possible. Then you can be mine exclusively, and no one else’s.” he replied.

You laughed once again, feeling like a giddy school girl. “I always have been, remember?”

He laughed at your sudden cockiness, knowing that you definitely learned it from him. “I’ll see you on Valentine’s Day?”

You nodded, feeling your lips curl up into a grin. “I’ll see you then.”

“Goodnight, my ‘it girl.’”

“Goodnight Sehun.” you giggled, hanging up the phone. You then threw it across the room and flopped back onto your bed, rolling around and kicking your feet in ecstasy.

“Y/N! What happened?” Marie suddenly burst through your door, followed by the other girls. You assumed Nabi held them off as long as she could, but eventually lost strength. There were three of them after all.

You sat up, brushing your hair out of your face. “Guess who’s going out with Sehun on Valentine’s Day!”

The four girls all screamed and jumped on your bed, showering you with praise and congratulations. You laughed as you captured them all in a group hug. It was then that you realized you didn’t need to be the ‘it girl’ to be happy, you just needed moments like these. And with Sehun, they seemed to just keep coming.