#Seong Taehoon

[rikosseen]

Taehoon Seong x Reader: Breast implants

Anon request

Taehoon is a pretty boy. That, everyone knows. Perfect physique, perfect face, perfect lashes, perfect everything. God, his eyelashes are long. How is this fair? Who’s he even fluttering those lashes for? Eyelash serums don’t even help to grow your lashes. Letting out a heavy breath through your nose, you continue to watch Taehoon snoring soundly. What a cutie patootie. What a majestic king.

MY majestic king.

Just as you were about to plant a kiss on his cheek, Hobin walks into the living room with a yawn. The two of you lock eyes for a moment.

“How sound asleep is he?”

You quirk your eyebrow at him before looking over at Taehoon, and put up all ten of your fingers. Confused, you give Hobin a questioning look until he points to a storage cabinet.

Oh.

Simultaneously, the two of you rub your hands together like little flies before dashing off to find some props.

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Taehoon Seong, test subject number 1, is currently strapped onto the Sofa with what appears to be sewing thread. Subject is breathing, and looks… adequate. Hobin is trying his hardest to hold in a snort as you insert Taehoon’s breast implants in his shirt. After you’re done, you back off a bit to check how your work went. Hmm. A little lopsided, but, titties are sisters, not twins. You and Hobin exchange a look of approval and thumbs up before continuing on with Taehoon’s makeover. How he still wasn’t awake, you didn’t know. But, it’s essential to utilise the time given by the universe to do good in the world. Hobin hands you a few random pieces of ribbon to use for pigtails but quickly drops them when Taehoon stirs in his sleep. The two of you suck in your breath, trying to be completely silent. Taehoon’s eyebrows knit together before he slowly blinks into consciousness. Both you and Hobin scramble to his feet, massaging it and praising his perfectly shaped toes. Hobin even kisses them, and you can’t help but snicker at this. You back away from massaging it for a second. Does Taehoon wash them? Pheeoww.

“What the fuck-?” Taehun looks down, and one out of the two of his breast implants pop.

“What the FUCK?!” Oh he’s angry.

Like a raging animal, the love of your life breaks free from his chains (thread), and sets his target on your subordinate. You scamper away from Taehun as he grabs your partner in crime by the hair. Take one for the team, Hobin. Poor guy gets slapped and kicked, but you can’t help chortling like a donkey when all your attention is on Taehoon’s remaining boob. It jiggles and bounces around with his movements, and you consider becoming a plastic surgeon from your amazing work. Taehoon obviously notices this because you don’t stop laughing, and quickly pops the balloon tit, furiously storming toward you. You try to get up, but to no avail. Stomach hurts too much, and stamina is all gone.

“My pretty boy-”

“Shut the fuck up,” Taehoon picks you up, throws you on the Sofa, and starts tickling you.

[wannaeatramyeon]

Seong Taehoon x Reader: Yoo Hobin Company

G/N. Taehoon is enlisting. Soft and sweet. Masterlists

Taehoon was the one who tried to break it off. Tried.

Considered it a kindness, whatever measly amount his cold cold heart could muster up.

He wanted to play it cool, like it wouldn't work out. Had run its course and naturally reached an amicable end.

(None of that was true.

However, there was nothing more heartbreaking than thinking of you waiting day after day for him as he serves in the military. Waiting for messages and calls and letters until he finally has some time off and can spend it with you.

It's a waste of your time.

Nevermind that it's completely hypocritical because he would absolutely wait until the end of the earth for you.)

You arched an incredulous eyebrow listening to his nonsense. Then, in one fell swoop, rejected the breakup. 

"No."

Taehoon eyes widened at your refusal. He never thought breakups needed to be mutual or that you could decline it. But he knew that you saw through his motives. In hindsight, he didn't know why he bothered; you could always read him like an open book.

A smirk spreads, replaces the shock on his face.

"Dumbass," he says.

"You're the dumb one," you snipe back without heat, pulling him down by the collar and capturing his lips with yours.

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.

In all honesty, you expected an adjustment period after Taehoon enlisted. A bit of loneliness. Some hours spent twiddling your thumbs until you found your feet again.

After all, you two were joined at the hip. He's your best friend.

What you didn't expect was that you were busier than ever. Not that you were particularly close to the Yoo Hobin company before, but there now seems to be a revolving door of members constantly by your side.

(And you really hate to admit this because Hobin is so sweet, but Taehoon is right. Something about Hobin’s face is sometimes, occasionally… really punchable.)

What you didn't know was, during the last company meeting before Taehoon had to leave-

He glared at them all, one by one. Growled and ordered them to take care of you or else.

Issue is - any sort of intimidation was offset by the pink flush on his cheeks as everyone saw through his prickliness and physically melted at him being such an attentive boyfriend.

First, the breakup didn't work and now neither do his threats. Taehoon is losing his touch.

"Stop that," he snaps when they all stare at him with soppy expressions.

Gyeoul tuts, rolls her eyes and tells him, "You're embarrassing."

Taehoon's leg twitches and he wonders if he stretched out now for a roundhouse kick, if it would hit them all in the face. Men, women, children alike.

His ire is eventually appeased when Yeonwoo, like butter wouldn't melt and earnest as ever, offers- promises that the company will take care of you.

The others agree, although there was never any doubt they would. Eager and already planning to involve you in all manner of things.

Finally reassured, a weight is lifted from Taehoon's shoulders.

[mintpurrfect]

Hi, I really like your work, If possible could you please write a one shot with Taehoon from biral hit and his s/o where his father caught them kissing and what his reaction would be, how he will behave, if not then everything is fine

⩇:⩇⩇ — kiss it better

⤿synopsys﹕ seong taehoon is the type of person who most people classify as "cool". so it was rather unexpected yet somewhat hilarious to find out from his father that he used to be such a clumsy and dumb kid. which he still is.

⤿character﹕ seong taehoon x gn!reader

⤿genre﹕ fluff

⤿warnings﹕ it's mostly just cursing and probably my bad grammar and spellings, but other than that, there's none. not proofread.

⤿note﹕ it's been awhile! I recently just saw this (cuz tumblr didn't give me a notification once again) so I rushed through this since I've got a small burst of inspiration lmao. There's also another anon who asked for a Taehoon fic so, here you go! I hope you guys enjoy this<3

Taehoon was an asshole.

That is what you're currently thinking as you sit down crossed-legged on the floor of the dojang as you stare up at Taehoon who was standing before you.

“You're such an ass!” you exclaimed loudly, glaring at him as you gently rub your forehead.

He grabbed a water bottle and took a sip, completely ignoring your whole existence. This, of course, made you even more annoyed.

How dare he flick you on the forehead really hard and act as if nothing happened? He's absolutely heartless!

“That hurt, you jerk!” once again, you expressed how you were currently feeling, grumbling under your breath about how much of an annoying and mean bastard he was.

As you continued to sulk while still sitting on the floor with a frown on your face, Taehoon's gaze wandered over you, lingering for a few seconds before a soft sigh left his lips.

“Damn it... Let me see.” he mumbled before crouching in front of you, reaching forward and carefully lifting your chin up.

He checked your forehead and saw that it was slightly red, making him realise that he might have used too much strength than intended.

You watch him while remaining silent, noticing how his lips were formed into a thin line and how his eyes narrowed as he observed the red mark on your forehead.

He honestly looks like he's ready to murder someone with how scary and tense his face was. You wonder what other people would think if they saw the two of you in this position. Maybe they would assume that he was threatening you to give him your money or something similar.

As your mind wanders away in your own little world, you failed to register that Taehoon had inched closer, his face nearing yours before his lips made contact with your skin.

It took you a moment to process what was happening, still trying to make sense that Taehoon's lips are on your forehead, softly kissing it.

You blinked a few times in utter confusion and surprise when he pulled away and made eye contact with you. He brought his hand up from your chin towards the side of your face, cupping your cheek as he stared into your eyes.

“There, do you feel better now?” He asks in a casual tone, his face stoic yet the tinge of pink on his cheeks and ears didn't go unnoticed by you, but you decided not to comment on it.

You smiled teasingly, shaking your head, “Nope, it still hurts. Maybe you should kiss me here instead.” you said, pointing towards your lips and puckering it up for extra effect.

Taehoon grumbled, rolling his eyes and averting his gaze for a moment before letting out a deep breath and looking at you with an annoyed expression.

“You little sh... Ugh, fine, but you better stop whining after this and get back to practise, okay?”

“Alright!”

And with that, he closed the gap between the two of you, his lips meeting yours in a soft, tender kiss.

You smiled and closed your eyes before kissing him back, enjoying the sweet kiss the two of you shared. His lips were soft against yours and the way he was caressing your skin, drawing small circles on your cheek with his thumb while he kisses you in the most gentle way made your heart flutter.

Lost in the moment, the both of you failed to notice someone opening the door, “Taehoon, could you help me with moving these boxes inside–”

A thud can be heard along with a rather loud gasp, making the two of you pull away from each other and turn towards the source of the noise.

There stood, a wide-eyed Seong Hanseo, who was dramatically covering his mouth with a hand and the box he had was dropped by his feet.

There was an awkward silence that enveloped the dojang for what felt like an eternity, when suddenly, the middle-aged man's face became serious.

You and Taehoon tensed up, preparing yourselves for a scolding to come from the old man. Although, a few moments ticked by and it didn't come. Instead, what greeted the two of you was a father who looked like he was about to cry.

“Ah... You're really grown now... I can still remember the days when I was still changing your diapers like it was yesterday.” Hanseo said, looking towards the large glass window with a reminiscent expression on his face.

“I remember when you were very little, you cried when you accidentally stepped on a dog's poo–”

“Dad, shut up!” Taehoon shouted standing up from his crouched position, glaring daggers at his old man with his face completely red as a riped strawberry.

“Oh, and there was also this time when you fell and slipped down face first when you tried running down the playground slide–”

The day ended with you learning about a bunch of blackmail materials childhood stories of Taehoon. He, unfortunately for him, also had to sit and listen as his father embarrassed him in front of you.

He just knows that you will tease him endlessly about all the things his father was telling you about.

[koiiiji]

GOO KIM | VIN JIN | KWAK JIHAN| OLLY WANG | CHEON TAEJIN | RYUHEI KURODA | GITAE KIM | LEE JIHOON | NA JAEGYEON | JI GONGSEOP | KIM GAPRYONG | PARK JINYEONG | WOOIN | HWANGYEON CHOI | HYOUMA NAGASE | CHRIS D’CHAR | RYU JUWON | TAKEDA KAZUMA | SEONG TAEHOON

[k-dokja]

could you please write an nsfw with Taehoon x reader where they lose their virginity

Grouped these together since they're basically the same request 🤨 By gods this took me forever.

As always AFAB reader. NSFW is under the cut.

"Stop fucking squirming!"

"Stop tickling me then!"

This is a mess. You knew it was a mess even before Taehoon's touches began to get too bold and his kisses grew too heated. The two of you haven't really talked about it, not really. But you have seen him lingering in front of the condom shelves a little too long during one of your trips to the convenience store.

When you approached him the moment after, he looked away, pretending he wasn't trying to mull over what to buy. It was such an anomaly that you put the incident at the back of your mind and forgot about it until now when the necessity for it is at the forefront of your mind.

It was clear that neither of you knew what you were doing.

Taehoon might have a better idea or two, you assume, based on the porn you've caught him watching before. He was blowing up a fuse about that even when you reassured him that it was normal for teenage boys to do that. After all, you've seen your classmates talking about it before.

Some of your friends also brought up the topic, but you never lingered on it for too long to dig into it.

And now, you're pushed down on the firm mattress of your bed with a flustered Taehoon hovering over you, his fingers clutching on the sheets below. Both of you feel awkward and hesitant, but at least, Taehoon looks determined.

After the previous mishap, his breaths maintain a heavy pace before he leans down to you again.

And you fucking giggle.

"What?!" Taehoon snaps. If he put any more tension on your sheets, you think he might rip it.

"You know I laugh when I'm nervous, why are you mad at me!" You bristle, curling up under him. You already know he's big from being close to him in normal settings, but in this proximity, you become even more aware of how intimidating his size is. Even while you try to not focus on his body, the warmth radiating from him forces you to be even more aware of your situation.

"Goddamnit," he mutters, "do you want to do this or not?"

"I do, I do! It's just..." You swallow, fiddling with the material of his shirt in an unconscious effort to keep him where he is. "It's... weird, I don't know, it's a bit out of the blue."

Taehoon raises an eyebrow, sounding slightly offended, "You've never thought about this before?"

You can't help but roll your eyes, smacking his chest for the question. "I have, of course. It's natural but... thinking and actually doing it are two different things. You just sprung it on me, how did you expect me to react?"

"Honestly, I was just hoping you'd lie back and fucking let me get on with it," he groans, running his fingers through the soft strands of his hair, "Y'know, people are usually not as mouthy as you in porn..."

"You do understand those videos aren't realistic, right?" You snort with a wry smile on your lips, unable to contain your amusement.

"Shut up," Taehoon sighs in defeat, closing the gap between the two of you again. His mouth meets you in a familiar dance, his tongue pries your lips open and brushes with yours. Taehoon kisses you with an unbridled hunger, always too greedy, always wanting too much, always craving more.

His hand slips under your shirt, smoothing his rough palm over your soft skin until his fingers brush over the outline of your bra. You can feel him smirking against your lips before he pulls back. The molten heat of his brown eyes bears into yours. "Last chance to back out," he murmurs, rubbing his thumb down on your nipple through the fabric of your bra.

"All right."

"Seriously?" Taehoon freezes, gawking at you with widened eyes.

Immediately, you burst into laughter and earn an undignified scowl from him.

"God, you're so fucking annoying," Taehoon grumbles, nuzzling his nose into the crook of your neck.

"You're the one trying to fuck me," you giggle harder, trying to squirm away from him but Taehoon keeps a vice grip on your body.

He snorts, "Yeah, so you can use your mouth for something other than yapping for once."

"Hey!"

Any of your further protests are swallowed by him when he melds his mouth with yours. Taehoon kisses you deep and hard, his tongue brushes yours until your breath is taken away. Unlike everything else he's trying to do, Taehoon knows how to kiss you, knows how to draw out the sighs, knows how to make you mewl and moan.

He pulls you flush to his body, lifting you off the bed while his hand sticks under your shirt. His deft fingers fiddle with the clasp of your bra while he keeps you occupied with his mouth.

Still fiddling.

Fiddling with it still.

Taehoon lets out a frustrated huff as he tears back from you to focus fully on your bra. You wrap your arms around his neck tighter to keep yourself upright, but you can't help the giggle from escaping. "Do you need help with that...?"

"Fuck off," he mutters before groaning. "Let me get this thing off you first."

Impatient. So impatient. He tugs your shirt off and unceremoniously tosses it down to the floor.

"Taehoon!"

But your grumbling goes unheeded when he dives straight back to his previous task, frowning hard as he pulls your bra open, nearly tearing the garment off in his haste. "Good fucking riddance," he tosses it down to the floor as well.

When Taehoon looks back at you, his breath catches in his throat. His pupils dilate when his eyes land on the sight of your bare breasts. You're flushed red all over your face, suddenly self-conscious underneath his gaze. For a moment, he doesn't say anything. It unnerves you a little because you can't find anything to fill the air.

The awkward silence stretches on for a moment before you finally manage to put together a coherent sentence, "What? You've never seen—Eek!"

Taehoon pushes you down to the mattress, his mouth latches to one of your nipples while the other one falls victim to his hand. "Ah...Ah—" You moan helplessly, nails clinging to his back and leaving behind what you assume to be angry red trails on his skin. He hisses, sucking harder while kneading the other soft mound in his hand.

"Fuck," his curse conceals a moan, his tongue flicks on the hard nub. "You feel better than I imagined."

"You imagined this before?" You gasp, a little amused, but mostly distracted by the pleasure he's deriving from your body.

Taehoon grunts, "Don't say it like you haven't thought about it before, we've been together long enough."

"Not everyone has their mind in the gutter like you," you run your fingers through the soft strands of his hair, smiling a little when he leans back into your hand.

"Liar," he retorts, "I saw how you leered at me."

"I never leered—!"

Your word is cut with a consuming kiss. Taehoon makes up with sheer confidence for all that he fumbles up to this point. "I'm getting rid of these," he mutters against your lips, roughly tugging off your shorts and the panties with it. Another whispered curse escapes his lips when his eyes trail down the length of your body.

"Spread your legs," Taehoon gives you no time to follow through with his words when he takes over on his own, "fuck, you look cute like this."

"S-Shut up," you hiss through your embarrassment, trying to close your legs to avoid his scrutiny, but he won't let you.

"For all of that talking, you're already wet," he snorts, dipping a hand between your legs. A strange jolt jumps up your spine when he brushes his fingers against your fold, "Where's that thing... the clit? Whatever the fuck it is, it's the thing that gives you pleasure, right?"

You furrow your eyebrows, lifting your head to see what he's doing down there. "How should I know—Ah!"

"Oh, there it is," Taehoon presses his thumb down on your clit, testing it down with circular motions on the sensitive bundle of nerve. Heat burns at the bottom of your stomach, filling you with overwhelming desires.

"T-Taehoon!" You cling on his shoulder, face flushed with blood. He's making your head dizzy with the best kind of sensation, but the only expression on his face is mild intrigue. Almost curious, even. If you weren't caught up with how his hand was moving on your body, you'd have thought he was having fun observing your reaction.

Before you get a chance to get used to the sensation, he dips a finger past your folds. A choked noise spills out of your mouth when he pushes it up experimentally, rubbing on your inner walls. He chuckles upon seeing you squirm under his ministration, devious gleams spark his eyes. "You like that?"

"Mhm," you bite down on your lower lip, trying to not sound obscenely loud. His ego is large enough as is, if he knows he can make you putty so easily, he'll be insufferable.

Another finger joins the first, reaching deep inside you until his touches make you jump. You're unable to hold back from the whine that escapes, so needy and wanton that he can no longer remain unaffected. His eyes sharpen with an unrivalled focus while he continues to rub on that previous spot, making your body shake from the assault of sensation.

"Taehoon!" You cry out, crawling on his back in an effort to find any stability, but failing to feel anything through the haze of lust. Just when you edge over the brink, he pulls back from you. If you weren't so caught up in the loss, you'd have been ashamed of how pathetic your whimper of protest sounded.

"What was that for?"

Taehoon doesn't answer you, only licking his finger distractedly before sucking on them. "Remind me to go down on you next time," a thoughtful look crosses his face.

So caught up in your confusion, you fail to notice his movement until his boxer is halfway down to his knees, freeing his erection from its confinement.

"Ah, wait..." You stammer weakly at the sight, entranced and intimidated at the same time.

"What?" The smirk on his lips overrides the innocence of his question. Taehoon hisses softly when his hand wraps around his cock, which boasts more in length than girth, with a smooth cockhead seeping out precum on his skin. You'd call it pretty had you not been so caught up about how it'll soon be in you.

"Uh, protection?"

Taehoon rolls his eyes before caging you down. Another protest spills past your lips, but you don't stay stuck on it for long.

"I'll pull out," he says, dead serious.

"Taehoon!" As you move to shove him off, you notice him picking up a small, square package from the bedside table. Your dumbfounded expression must've amused him because he's grinning when he tears the package open.

"You're such a baby," he snorts, wrapping the condom over his cock, "I'm not a fucking idiot, you know?"

"You act like one often..." You mutter dourly, not even bothering to comment when he pulls you flush to him and rubs his cock over your folds. The sensation of plastic is strange on your skin. For a brief moment, you almost want him to take it off.

"Any last word?" Taehoon tries to maintain his arrogant facade even while his face begins to flush with wants. You can see his restraint fraying at the edge as he grinds his cock over your core.

"Oh, fuck you."

"That's the plan," is the only warning he gives you before the head of his cock pushes in past your entrance. Taehoon inhales sharply, fingers digging down on your thighs as he keeps your legs open. "Fucking hell..."

"Go slow..." You swallow, a little nervous.

"Yeah... yeah," he nods uncertainly, but his muscles strain with tension when he pushes in. Taehoon keeps it slow as he lets you adjust to his size, but every shallow thrust is a hiss from his lips. The slow dance between the two of you only comes to a halt when he's fully seated inside you. Taehoon blows out a long breath, obviously pleased with himself. "Any discomfort?"

"A little," your confidence is shaken by your unsteady breaths, "just... don't rush it."

"Mhm," he pulls out slowly, massaging your thighs with a gentleness you rarely ever see in him. "Try to relax, it's harder if you keep tensing up."

You pout, "Easier said than done," but you listen to him anyway. It's not easy when he feels so full inside you. Taehoon sees your struggles and decides to distract you with his kisses. At least, this, you can deal with. He kisses you slowly, and gently, keeping up with the same rhythm as he thrusts in and out of you.

His lips move down to the column of your neck, sucking and licking until you're sure you will have marks to cover up for the next few days. He takes hold of your breast in his palm, kneading the soft flesh until you can't focus on anything but his hands on your skin.

Taehoon continues to grind into you as he takes a nipple into his mouth, teasing the hard bud with his teeth. "You good?"

A weak confirmation is hummed from the base of your throat before you manage to utter a single word. "Faster."

"Faster?"

"Yeah."

Taehoon's hand slips down to grip your hip to keep you firmly in place, "All right," he wastes no time to quicken up the space. Gradually, the snap of his hips against yours becomes harsher and more frequent. Taehoon's breath grows ragged, his brows furrow in an effort to hold back from losing himself completely.

You're hazily aware of his hand slipping down between the two of you before a burst of pleasure shoots up your spine. All you can manage is a long, desperate whine while he continues to rub your clit, hoping to push you over the edge before he does.

And he'd succeed in it. He stills as you come, letting you hold onto him with your face buried into the crook of his neck. A strangled sob wrecks your body until your eyes grow teary from the pleasure. You're barely aware of Taehoon, only the softness of his eyes when he stares down at your wanton expression.

"Fuck..." He whispers before closing the distance between the two of you with a searing kiss. His tongue dominates yours in every sense of the word. Soon, he finds his rhythm again, his hand leaves your clit to pull your body closer to his. Whatever composure he has before vanishes, his movement grows erratic as his hips jerk into yours.

Taehoon comes with a gasp that he barely manages to conceal behind his grunt. He collapses on top of your body, teeth gritted and eyes shut tight.

It takes you a while to realize he has no intention to move.

"Taehooooooon!" You grumble, trying to push him off now that the afterglow no longer overwhelms the two of you.

"Whaaaaaaaaat?" He huffs in annoyance, barely alleviating his weight off you when he gets on his elbows.

"You weigh like a tonne, get off me," your hands barely manage to make him budge, struggling with how boneless you feel. "Come on, you're going to crush me."

"Maybe I want to crush you," he grins and puts more of his body down on yours.

You bristle, smacking his shoulder, "Fuck off!"

In retaliation, he captures your nipple in his mouth and bites down just enough to sting. You jump as the pain sets in, but your immediate need for retribution makes you smack his shoulder harder. "Hey! Let that go, you asshole!"

Taehoon cackles victoriously. He lifts himself up just enough for you to think you've escaped his torment before he pulls you into a kiss again, short and sweet, so different from everything he has done to you thus far. "You're such a whiner," he murmurs against your lips before giving you another peck.

"Say you."

[ydotome]

Taehoon Seong "Master Seong, Spin Genius, Reo Shinjou" (성태훈 / 新庄 玲央) - Kenka Dokugaku - Episode 6

[minxyjae]

Imagining Taehoon Seong with an overly flexible reader.

Like, imagine him pounding into you, over and over again, just splitting you open. But when he notices how much your back is arched because of him? He absolutely loses it

❝𝘛-𝘛𝘢𝘦𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘯 𝘴'𝘵𝘰𝘰─ 𝙝𝙖𝙝 ─𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩-❞ he grunted into your neck feeling your walls clench around him tightly. You felt his speed slow down as he lifted himself off your body to look at your face again.

Your breaths became heavy when Taehoon stopped to catch his breath. During that his eyes travelled down to your stomach until his hips twitched when he saw how much your back was arched.

He felt the tiredness wash away as he instantly returned back to thrusting into you without a warning ❝𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘬𝘬- 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺-❞ he grunted. One of his hands roamed to your back as he encouraged you to arch it more, the other hand was still firm on your hips.

You moaned and whined at the sheer feeling of him inside you. You gripped the sheets harder as your eyes rolled back.

You're in for a long night

[th4simp]

[lheslie]

Taehoon with a very pretty drop dead gorgeous reader but she's also an influencer the cooking one makes bomb ass food most of the comments are how she's a wifey material or moms asking for her hand in marriage to their sons lol

Taehoon with a very pretty drop dead gorgeous reader.

Requested by: Anon!

Hope you like it!!!

He would be around you alot.

He would glare at everyone who looks at you and even dares to speak at you.

He loves to eat your food, He would be the one who eats and comments on your food.

He stopped eating food from the outside and start eating at your place.

He watches your live and gets jealous at the commentors who would try to get your attention that he learned how to turn of the comment section or ban people from the live. He would also fight in the comment section which makes you laugh.

And of course being a drop dead gorgeous person you would also get stalkers too. He makes sure none of them harms you.

He makes sure to be there with you whenever you go to a con he would be your personal body guard, and he would look at every gift that you receive from your followers.

And whenever he's live with you on newtube and he reads the comments he would make comments on the mothers who would ask her hand in marriage for their sons.

"She's clearly taken you blind hag"

"Ask her if she's single then I'm either kickin or banning you from here."

"Ask yer son if he can take a beating from me"

"Yer son ain't even on par with my pinky."

You would laugh whenever he gets this protective, you would find it cute and funny.

When he introduced you to hansu.

"You could do better." Hansu said.

"That's fuckin rude!" Taehoon said.

"I wasn't talking to you! I was talking to her! You could do better than Taehoon!!" Hansu said as you laughed.

Hansu would make sure that Taehoon treats you nicely and respect you.

Taehoon would get jealous and a bit insecure because many people keep telling him that why out of all people you chose him.

You made sure that he knows that you love him so much.

He would be with you whenever you film your Newtube videos and becomes a camera man for you. And in exchange you help him do his Taekwondo Newtube Videos.

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"I like you! Please go out with me!"

You half shouted to the tall boy in front of you. You were too intimidated to stare at him, so you settled with just staring at your own feet.

You asked yourself, how did you get yourself in such a sticky situation? To be honest, you do like the boy, you honestly do. But the problem was, that he way too scary!

Seong Taehoon. The scary gangster of the school. Everyone is scared of him. Including you.

Since you two were in the same class, you had always tend to admire him from afar. At first, you didn't have a good opinion on him, seeing how he's always so violent, and temperamental that even a tiny spark could set him off. But he wasn't really a bully. Well, he was, but he doesn't bully the weak. At least from what you observed. You had saw him beating up a bully and stealing 500 won from them (you wondered why only 500, but oh well) and maybe from that point on, you started to 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 pay attention to him. And slowly, your opinion of him changed, little by little.

To you, he was like the sun. Bright and beautiful to look at. But if you get too close, you'll die.

So if you were so scared of the man, what were you doing here on the rooftop, confessing to him??

Well it all started when you confied with your best friend. You had told her of your uncontrollable crush.

"I tried to stop this... This... Feeling, but i just can't! I don't know what's wrong with me.. I shouldn't like him, he's wild, brash, and violent. But he just keeps pulling me in!"

Your friend listened intently, pondering something while chewing on her bubble gum.

"Then... Why don't just confess to him?"

You snapped your head towards her.

"What!? Are you insane??"

You friend continued on, unbothered and uninterested.

"Well, maybe if he rejected you, you'll start to lose feelings for him?"

You were dumbfounded. Bewildered even. You thought, 'wow that was the most silliest thing I've ever heard. But then you started to 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 think about it.... Huh. Actually, it wasn't such a bad idea.

Well, there was no way he would actually accept your confession right? The two of you had never interacted before. Not even once. And the possibility of him accepting the confession because of your looks would also be zero. Not because you were super ugly, (you thought you looked pretty average) but because he doesn't seem to be the type of person to be fixated on a person's look. Of course, you might be absolutely wrong, seeing as you've never spoken to him before, but you felt that he was just that kind of person.

So just like that, operation 'getting rejected so that you can move on from this stupid crush' is a go!

And now, back to the present. You clench both of your knuckles hard enough that they were turning white. You cursed at yourself for shaking. How pathetic can you be to shake in front of someone your age?

You braced yourself for the harshness of rejection. Imagining, and hearing it are two very different thing. Millions of response from him ran through your head. Millions of ways that he could reject you. Except, you were wrong. Oh, so, wrong.

"Sure, why not."

"I understand, I— excuse me?"

You blinked back at him, you eyes almost popping out of their sockets. You couldn't believe what you were hearing. Did he just agree to date you?

"Sorry, but um, i asked you to date me.."

"Yeah, and i said sure. Are you deaf, or are you fucking with me?"

"Ah, sorry! I just couldn't believe what i was hearing.."

And you still couldn't. Are you sure you got the right person? Because the Seong Taehoon you knew, would not agree to your proposal. Once again you peek at him over the bangs of your hair. And scarily, he was already staring at you.

You quickly averted you gaze to the ground once more. Yup, it's him alright. But why?? This isn't how it was supposed to go! He was supposed to reject you and you two would go on your seperate way peacefully! Why was he making this so unnecessarily difficult for you?!

"So where are we going?"

"Huh?"

He sigh loudly through his nose, then stared at you with a piercing gaze that made you flinch.

"Do you seriously have a hearing problem?? You're taking me out on a date. Where the hell are we going?"

Whoops, all of your unnecessary thoughts made you forget about the bully in front of you. Quickly gathering your thoughts, you blurted out the first thing you thought of.

"The arcade!"

You didn't know if the answer would pleased him, but it was too late to take it back.

"Do you have 500 won?"

"Huh? Yes?"

"Meet me at the front gate after school."

While trying to comprehend what he just said, he had already made his way past you, going to his class Since lunch break was over.

The two of you shared a class, so you timidly followed behind him.

After a bit more of walking, the two of you finally arrived to class. He finally took notice of you going in the same class as him. He rose a brown.

"Aren't you going back to your class? What the hell are you doing here?"

"... This is my class."

".... Oh."

He wordlessly entered without giving you a second glance. That douchebag didn't even know you two were in the same class yet he accepted your confession? You found yourself already starting to lose feelings for him.

Oh boy, you were in for a ride. You hope that you'll at least be alive at the end of it.

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[wannaeatramyeon]

Seong Taehoon x Reader: Sleepover

Requested. G/N. Fluff.

Technically the first sleepover wasn't a sleepover, if only because there was very little sleeping done. Heh.

Neither was the second or third.

The fourth, tonight, however very much was.

At least for you. Snoring quietly away, peaceful in the land of slumber.

Taehoon wonders if it would be mean to nudge you awake. The cruel side of him wonders if a gentle kick aimed your way would be well deserved.

Because while you are sleeping soundly, sleep evades Taehoon again. And not in the fun way like the previous times.

If he realised what your sleeping habits actually are like, he would have reconsidered this.

Hours ago, when it was still dark and the sun wasn't starting to peek over the horizon, you shuffled and moved around, mattress bouncing with each movement and Taehoon bouncing too. Until you were cuddled up to him. Timing it perfectly just as he was starting to doze off.

Taehoon sleeps warm, ok. Cuddling is fine, but cuddling through the night is off limits.

He tolerated it for about a minute, which he thinks is already too generous, and moved you off him without disturbance.

You kindly responded by elbowing him in the ribs as you turned over. Completely oblivious, still snoring your stupid little head off and Taehoon briefly thinks that he should throw an elbow your way too.

No, no.

He swallows down his frustration. Gives you a glare in the darkness that you can neither see nor feel but it makes him feel better and tries to drift off again.

Almost fast asleep and then you start muttering.

Fuck. It's annoying but nothing a pillow over your head, he means over his head, covering his own ears obviously, can't solve.

He does just that except-

You scream. Short and shrill, caused by some hellish nightmare (or maybe this entire episode is Taehoon's nightmare) and his eyes snap open.

He's just about to shake you, check if you're ok, maybe just be spiteful and give you a taste of your own medicine but he hears you mumbling again and fuck. fuck. FUCK.

You're still fast asleep.

He doubts you have woken up at any point in the night and it's now 4am. Even the goddamn birds are singing and more than anything in the world, he wishes birds, especially those outside his window, do not exist.

(He could also wish that you weren't here so he could go to sleep, but he thinks that's a step too far.)

Resigned to his fate, to the bags under his eyes, to a day of sluggishness; he has one more failed attempt before he gets up. Decides to be productive, start the day with some stretches, and some Taekwondo movements.

Taehoon throws you another dirty look. Sees you dozing so sweetly he can't help but forgive you for his sleepless night and sneak a kiss to your forehead.

You stir. Gaze at him groggily, "You woke me up," you accuse.

You think his reaction, his growl and the "What the fuck!" as he storms off is a complete overreaction.

[gojocp]

Hi, I read that you write for HTF and if possible, could you write nsfw one shot (or headcanons) about seong taehoon x reader, about their first time, how he will behave and how everything will go, if you can't do it, thats okay

first time w/ taehoon

wc: 495 featuring: taehoon seong

a/n: hey hey!! sorry this took so long.. i was debating whether or not to write this req cuz i haven't written smut/nsfw before but i decided i'll do it anyway (writing this made me kinda shy). pls bear with me, if this is trash im really sorry. hope you enjoy!

when i think of first time sex with taehoon, i think he’d be pretty sweet, taking it slow and all

honestly, he’s really attractive, so everything about him is (including that)

he’s prob pretty big

here is how i think it’d play out:

The room is dark as you feel your back hit the mattress of your shared bed, Taehoon hovering on top of you. He leans closer and presses his lips against yours hungrily, his tongue molding against yours. He pulls away as you begin to tug at his sweatpants,

“Are you sure?”

You nod eagerly, stripping out of your own clothes. You pull him in for another kiss and he crawls on top of you again. He removes his clothing and starts placing open-mouthed kisses along your neck, finding a spot and sucking on it. You let out a gasp as his thumb rubs along your nipples, stiff from the cold.

He trails kisses down to your collarbone, moving further to your breasts. He lets out a breath of air right above your other breast, his lips mere centimeters away from your nipples.

“(y/n)… are you really sure?” he asks again, his eyes meeting yours.

“Yes..”

That’s all it takes for Taehoon to trap your nipple in his mouth, he sucks on it as one hand slides lower and lower, resting on the inside of your thigh. You let out a soft moan, calling out his name. He switches to the other side, sucking.

After a bit, he pulls away and instructs you to lift your hips, sliding a pillow underneath. He slides on a condom and pushes your legs apart, aligning himself with you. Slowly, he pushes past your folds and buries himself in you. He lets out a groan as he feels you clench around him. He hovers over you, kissing you as he gives you time to adjust to the added stretch of his cock.

Your arms wrap around him as you give him the okay to move. He slides out and slams back in, his tip hitting the sensitive spot deep inside of you. You let out a gasp at the sudden movement and scratch his back, causing him to pause his movements.

“shit.. Sorry.” He lets out a breath and starts moving again.

He moves slower this time, slowly moving in and out of you.

“F-faster…” you moan out, running your fingers through the hairs at his nape.

“Greedy, aren’t you?” Nonetheless, he complies and moves faster pulling out and slamming back in again. His thrusts are more aggressive as he ruts into you.

Your thighs tremble as you reach your high, “Taehoon… I’m gonna-..”

He pulls you into another kiss. You moan against his lips and cum, clenching around him. He continues to thrust into you, reaching his own high.

Panting, he slowly pulls out and removes his condom, tossing it out. He cleans you both up and you fall asleep cuddled close to him.

[lozchi]

Taehoon Seong proposing to you(-ish) Headcanons~

A/N: I love him so much I have a whole Pinterest board of him and an album on my phone and he's set as my wallpaper and AND ANDDD DMSBFIANNDANDJ. Pairing: Taehoon Seong x GN!reader Themes: Fluff, fluff, I love fluff. Marriage, proposal, fluffffff Grgrgrghhh

-I have a feeling if he were to ever propose to you, instead of "Will you marry me?" He'll say "You will marry me."

-Like, bro already knows your answer anyway and wouldn't ask if he didn't think you'd agree.

-Pop the "question"? It's a demand.

-He'll be anything but romantic, but he means well. Do you really expect this nutjob to say a cheesy and heartfelt speech while clinging onto your hand while he kneels on the ground?

-If he did indeed pop the question, he'll still spare the sentiments or be completely awkward that he didn't say anything else afterwards.

-Then starts contemplating whether he should add more because you deserve better.

-But doesn't afterwards when he sees you're satisfied.

-Damn that look on your face tells him he's made the right decision.

-He'll just kiss you and do those touchy shit because physical touch is his love language anyway.

-He'll most definitely do it at the most unexpected times just to catch you off guard.

-Instead of going to romantic places or doing it on your anniversary, he'll do it when you're just chillin' or something.

-Either you just cuddling with him as he plays with your hair.

-Or playing Tekken, duh.

-Imagine him just opening the box and putting it near your face after you got mercilessly beaten up a round ago.

-If he wants to make it extra special, he'll probably propose in the dojo. XD

-Makes sure that Hansu isn't around though, otherwise it adds awkwardness.

-He will not propose when he thinks you don't want to.

-Discussed the idea of marriage at one point in your lives just so both of you would be comfortable.

-Married or not, he'll be fine with either.

-As long as you're with him in the end, that's all that matters.

[seong-r]

i wonder if mama lee pulled his ear growing up

[k-dokja]

If it's not bothersome, i missed your taehoon writing :) (⁠◔⁠‿⁠◔⁠)

Two parts ✌️

"...What?"

It is late afternoon, and you are in a corner of the cafe near your school.

Graduation would be in a few months and by now, the troubles Taehoon's friends had with that crime lord or whatever he was had ended. Taehoon's back to being a normal student again. Normal as he can be with his reputation, anyway.

You, however, never stopped being a normal student. By that, it means you've been worrying about your education while Taehoon was hanging out with his friends, busting crime rings, beating criminals up, and caring about anything except his studying.

"I got an offer last week," you explain, "the scholarship will be good for my tuition, and—"

"Fuck that," Taehoon cuts in, "when did you even apply for a scholarship?"

He leans back in his chair. The golden sunshine casts on his brown hair and turns them almost blonde. His features soften under this lighting, accentuated by an ethereal glow. He almost looks angelic, but the effect is marred by the scowl on his face.

"I've been applying for them since last year," you shrug, "I just... never thought to tell you about it."

"So, that's it?" Taehoon glares at you, "You already made the decision without telling me?"

You bite down on your lower lip. A long sigh escapes past your lips before you lean back in your seat. "I didn't tell my friends about applying. I didn't want to create any false hope or expectation."

"But I'm not one of your friends," he grumbles, crossing his arms in front of his chest, "I'm your boyfriend. I'm meant to be the one you can share things you can tell others with."

Belatedly, his eyes widen before he fixates them to yours. "Did you even tell me about this first?"

You sink in your seat under the scrutiny of his gaze. "Well..." It's a little pathetic how you can't even admit this to him, but that doesn't matter when the truth is written on your face.

Taehoon presses his slips together, and you notice the way his fist clenches under the table. He inhales for a long moment, then exhales, slumping back in his seat. "Whatever," he clenches his jaw, "when will you be gone?"

"I have about three months for preparation after graduation," you tell him before continuing, "and then..."

"How long will you be gone?" Taehoon doesn't hesitate to ask. "Will you come back for holidays and the like? Where are you even going anyway?"

You swallow. If you answer more, it would only give him the false hope that you are trying to work this out with him. Because you can see him trying to work it out with you. He's frustrated with you and angry with the situation, but he loves you. He'd probably overcome all of the hassles to stay with you. All the time difference, all the late-night phone calls, all the long days going without seeing each other.

It will take a toll on both of you. Eventually. Inevitably.

That's why you don't want to string him along.

"Taehoon," you say, far calmer than before, "let's put an end to this."

Here in the secluded corner of the cafe, the silence is impossibly loud.

He gazes downwards at the drink in front of you before his shock fades away and leaves behind nothing but scorn. "Fine," his scoff is twisted by a smile, "probably for the best anyway."

"A long-distance—"

"Wouldn't work, yeah, whatever," he crosses his arms before meeting your eyes with his arrogant ones. "I get it, I heard that before when you broke up with that uptight asshole you dated. I just thought..."

Taehoon's gaze eventually turns upwards, before he abruptly stands up. "Actually, fuck this." He leaves before you have the chance to say anything else, rushing past the people and the tables to reach the exit. You know you should chase after him, you should apologize at the very least.

It wouldn't matter anyway, his path and yours are diverging. That's the problem with growing up, you can't stay rooted in the same spot with him. Not when it can drag you down.

This is for the best. This has to be.

[ydotome]

But don't you remember what I said? I told you I'd kill you the next time I saw you. - Kenka Dokugaku - Episode 11